Chapter 401: A Cesspool Always Needs a Stick

"Well said! As expected of this seat's daughter!" Demon Lord Boyan seemed very satisfied. "The Demon Race has always disregarded the Heavenly Dao; a mere auspicious omen is nothing more than a plaything."

Lingxiang was almost choked by her own saliva. She glanced at the Demon Lord with some embarrassment, while inwardly slandering: It was just a casual fabrication, yet someone actually believed it.

Is this Demon Lord perhaps a fool?

However, Lingxiang did not reveal a shred of this on her face, because she had no intention of letting the matter rest.

When someone has already hit you on the head, are you supposed to greet them with a smiling face?

"Ouch! How did I step on your hand, yet you say nothing?" Lingxiang feigned surprise and hurriedly lifted her foot. "It makes it look as if this Princess is bullying you."

"Although you servants should know your place, we masters cannot be ones who mistreat our servants, can we? It would be bad if it fell into people's mouths and I was criticized for it."

Lingxiang kept saying "servant" and "master" with every breath, making Guihua's stomach churn with rage, yet she dared not lash out and could only endure in silence, but...

But this hand really hurt!

Yet Lingxiang did not give Guihua a chance to find relief, continuing on her own.

"For a servant like you to think for your master is good, but there is one thing I don't understand..." Lingxiang dragged out her tone as if keeping a secret. "Since you value the auspicious omen so much, why didn't you stop it at the time, but instead rushed to the Demon Lord's hall to frame people?"

"I..."

I did not!

Guihua wanted to retort, but she dared not. She had indeed wanted to use the Demon Lord to get rid of Lingxiang, but she had not expected this little girl to be so troublesome, and instead, she had been schemed against. If she ran to Lingxiang to make a scene and it was exposed, she would be the one punished; she truly had grievances she could not voice.

"You keep saying that I let the phoenix go, but everyone knows that when a phoenix grows up, it will fly toward Penglai. This is instinct. Could it be that you have been Yiyou General for so many years in vain? You don't even know such a thing?"

Lingxiang did not intend to let Guihua off.

"Or is it that your talk of holding the Venerable One in your eyes is just talk? After all, everyone knows what my cultivation level is. You didn't stop the phoenix, but instead let someone with low cultivation like me go and stop it—what exactly is your intention?"

Cold sweat broke out on Guihua; arguing was wrong, and not arguing was also wrong.

This cheap girl, enough is enough, she still wants to drive me to my death. If I had known, I should have killed her first, saving myself from so much trouble now.

Just then, a Demon Soldier shouted that he had something to report, and only then did Guihua heave a long sigh of relief.

The Demon Soldier said, "Three people left the Demon Realm in a hurry, and they were carrying Princess Feng Yuan's Waist Token." As he spoke, he presented the Waist Token.

Hearing this, Guihua's heart blossomed with joy; this was truly charcoal in the snow!

She roughly guessed who the three people the Demon Soldier spoke of were. Although the Demon Realm had no such thing as a curfew like the human world, unless there was an order from the Demon Lord, no one could leave the Demon Realm without authorization; violators would suffer extreme punishment.

Regardless of who these three were, since they held Princess Feng Yuan's Waist Token, they were acting under the orders of Princess Feng Yuan, so all the blame would have to be borne by Princess Feng Yuan.

The surroundings suddenly turned much colder, and even Lingxiang felt the chill; only Guihua was still gloating.

Heh! Stinky girl, let's see if you die this time!

Demon Lord Boyan kept a cold face, stroking the Waist Token in his hand without saying a word. And Lingxiang seemed to have no intention of explaining either, standing there calmly, though her heart was drumming—

No one said the Waist Token would be confiscated! This damned Wumin Jun didn't even remind her; now it's done, she's given someone a handle to use against her.

However, Lingxiang did not reveal a shred of this on her face, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

What a joke! The Demon Lord on the throne hadn't spoken yet; if she spoke first, wouldn't she be three parts in the wrong?

The so-called "the enemy does not move, I do not move"; you don't speak, and I don't speak, let's see who can outlast whom.

The two masters were silent, but Guihua could no longer kneel, fearing the Demon Lord would shield Lingxiang again, yet she dared not open her mouth easily. After deliberating for a long time, she decided to start with Lingxiang.

"Princess, I have told you many times, you must not send people out of the Demon Realm without authorization. Why won't you listen?" Guihua said in the tone of an elder speaking with earnest, heartfelt advice.

Guihua's words seemed helpless, but in reality, they were telling the Demon Lord that this was not the first or second time Lingxiang had done such a thing.

Lingxiang glanced at Guihua: Fine, fine, fine, playing this game, are we? Then how could I leave you out?

"That's a fine thing to say, when did I not listen?" Lingxiang looked aggrieved. "The medicinal ingredients for refining the Pill for the Venerable One ran out—the ones you were told to go to Chongchuan to gather last time. You said you wanted to rest, so I had no choice but to send others."

This sentence was also a double entendre: one was to say that Guihua had also left the Demon Realm without authorization, and the second was to warn Guihua that if she played any more petty tricks, she would spill the beans about her offending her.

Guihua hated her so much she ground her silver teeth, cursing Lingxiang inwardly, but the Demon Lord heard something else.

"Chongchuan? What medicine did you go to Chongchuan to gather?"

Guihua trembled all over and was about to answer, but Lingxiang snatched the words away.

"It was the Other Shore Flower of Chongchuan," Lingxiang said with a sigh. "The Venerable One asked me to refine the Huitian Pill, which requires a medicinal ingredient called the Other Shore Flower of the Forget-River. But the Other Shore Flower of the Forget-River can only be obtained in Fengdu, and that is not a place for people to go. I thought, since they are all spider lilies, the ones from Chongchuan should be about the same, so I had Yiyou General go gather them."

Just kidding! Not to mention whether the Huitian Pill contained the Other Shore Flower of the Forget-River, even if it did, one could not just change a medicinal ingredient at will.

The so-called "a miss is as good as a mile"; even if it were just a one-character difference, the medicinal properties would be vastly different, and the resulting Pill would also be very different.

Heh! Anyway, they are all laymen, how can I not trick them?

At the mention of the Huitian Pill, Demon Lord Boyan immediately put Lingxiang's matter aside and hurriedly asked about the progress of the Huitian Pill. Lingxiang laughed inwardly upon hearing this.

Sure enough, this thing is the most effective.

"Apart from the discrepancy in the medicinal ingredients, the method followed my mother's steps, but I don't know why, I just can't refine it." Lingxiang said, sighing heavily. "Perhaps I am truly not as good as my mother; after all, I am only at the Foundation Establishment stage."

Bullshit, those poisonous powders you concocted, which one of them could that bitch of a mother of yours make?

Guihua cursed viciously in her heart; if looks could kill, she could have carved Lingxiang alive right now.

And the Demon Lord, hearing this, pondered for a moment and actually put on the airs of a "father," lecturing Lingxiang.

"How can 'about the same' be enough? If it is 'about the same' every time, are you saving people or harming them? Everything must be done carefully and rigorously; otherwise, how can you practice medicine and spread the Dao in the future?"

Lingxiang heard this and hurriedly put on a look of being taught.

"Yes, yes, yes, that is why I borrowed the Langtou General from Wumin Jun, letting him lead my people to secretly scout Fengdu, hoping to gather the correct medicinal ingredients this time."

Heh! Good for you, Wumin Jun, dragging me into this muddy water and wanting to stand on the sidelines and get out unscathed? Not a chance!

Once you've eaten my benefits, you have to spit them out, skin and bone!

Anyway, you Demon Race are all birds of a feather; if I can fight one to death, that's one less, just consider it acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao!