Chapter 236

Two divine demons mobilized all their wisdom, devising one plan after another.

Regardless of usefulness, they wrote them down first and tossed them to Charles as reference.

Seeing Charles overwhelmed, he also knew he couldn't lose his temper now.

To eliminate Mirror Xuanzang and Orianna, he must rely on others' strength.

Worst case, he'd later drag these annoying fellows out and behead them all, but that's for later; now he can't do it, nor does he have the ability.

"This kid has a terrible temper."

Li Huan sympathized and said to Rob.

"If he really annoys me, worst case I'll sell this guy and defect to the other side." Rob said, "Anyway, I still have a chance to fail; better to gain some benefit—do you really expect me to serve a brat? Impossible."

There's also the chance of mission failure; looking at the upper district, they're this fearless.

Li Huan curled his lips and silently chuckled.

Rob had never witnessed Gracie's mission failure, where upon reaching the failure limit, she vanished.

If he had seen it, he'd likely have psychological trauma about mission failure.

The two stood chatting briefly, and Li Huan said, "I'll go check the situation."

"Be careful, don't die—if you die, my mission has no hope of completion." Rob bluntly reminded.

Hinting he wasn't hypocritical but genuinely concerned for Li Huan's safety out of self-interest.

"I've walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood—how could I die so easily? This mission is just a bit harder." Saying so, he didn't use the main gate but leapt directly over the courtyard's high wall.

With lightness skills, naturally avoiding the usual path—this too is a form of cultivation.

Even in broad daylight, Li Huan moving through the capital was like a wisp of shadow; no one noticed his appearing and disappearing figure.

After being caught by Rudolf last time, Li Huan paid special attention to this aspect.

Now, in infiltration, he barely qualifies as a beginner.

Li Huan's direction wasn't elsewhere—it was clearly the palace, more precisely, the residence of Master Mirror beside the palace.

Entering cautiously, Li Huan recalled the structure he'd noted earlier and arrived outside the bedroom door.

Along the way, he startled no servants.

He exhaled lightly, steadied his mind, and reached out to knock on the door.

"Come in."

The voice from inside the door was no different from what Li Huan expected.

He pushed the door open and entered.

In the spacious, bright bedroom, Tang Luo reclined on a lounge chair, resting; winter sunlight streamed through the window, warm and comfortable.

"Brother." Tang Luo looked at Li Huan and greeted with a smiling squint.

Li Huan, highly sensitive to this title, showed no fierce reaction this time; instead, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Xuanzang."

"Oh?"

Li Huan's attitude made Tang Luo raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Master, I come seeking help." Li Huan said respectfully, suppressing all resentment and dissatisfaction toward the person before him deep within his heart.

Either never see the light of day, gradually fade away, or resurface when Li Huan grows strong enough to vent.

Current Li Huan isn't someone who had a conflict with Tang Luo and seeks revenge.

As a member of the Martial Arts Myth, he seeks help from another strong member of the Martial Arts Myth.

"Help? Good." Tang Luo said with a smile, "I most enjoy helping others."

"The matter is thus..."

Li Huan began recounting his encounter with Charles.

He intends to become Tang Luo's spy planted beside Charles, constantly reporting Charles's movements.

Assist Tang Luo and Orianna in wiping out Charles and the royalists in one fell swoop.

His sole request: after completion, let Robert have an honorary title without power, allowing him to loaf and die, so Li Huan can finish his mission and leave.

"This matter." Tang Luo shook his head, "No."

"Why?" Li Huan startled, looked at Tang Luo, anxious, "If it's past offense, I'm willing to apologize to Master, and after leaving this mission world, I'll give you any compensation I can offer!"

He estimated Tang Xuanzang's task was mostly to help Orianna become Queen of Tawson or something, which doesn't conflict with his own mission.

Li Huan guessed correctly.

Tang Luo's mission indeed doesn't conflict with his.

But what Tang Luo seeks—could it really be just this simple?

Robert certainly won't let it go; he's one of the Seven Deadly Sins, and Tang Luo wants to see what happens when all Seven Deadly Sins fully gather on Orianna.

For other divine demons, such an idea and action already exceed "risking danger for wealth and honor," belonging to courting death, or even great death.

But for Tang Luo, he can certainly give it a try.

As for beforehand, letting Robert hold high office as a salted fish for a spell to complete the mission—also unworkable.

Robert is already a key figure in this coup vortex.

Pull one thread and move the whole body; he cannot move, or if he does, it invites complications.

It's not that Tang Luo bears a grudge against Li Huan and must block his mission.

He hasn't become so petty; even if he were, Tang Luo wouldn't adopt this method—punching Li Huan to enlighten him, ending it all in one blow.

He can scheme from behind, but it's unnecessary.

With grudges and displeasure, settling them on the spot is Tang Luo's style.

"Because it's useful." Tang Luo spoke vaguely, also too lazy to explain in detail to Li Huan.

Li Huan slightly lowered his head, not letting Tang Luo see the dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes.

The emotions that had been forcibly suppressed, thought to never resurface, surged forth instantly with Tang Luo's refusal.

It nearly caused Li Huan to lose control of his expression.

"Damn it! I already apologized! What more does he want! Clearly we're all members of the martial arts legends—was it just because I offended him before? But in reality, I was the one who suffered!" Various emotions churned in his mind.

Li Huan exhaled lightly, his voice somewhat dry and hoarse: "Then, Master, the information I provided you should have some value, right?"

Charles certainly wouldn't say he was brought back by Tang Luo.

Everyone thought he had experienced a "Prince's Adventure Tale."

"Actually……no." Monks do not tell lies.

Charles was originally the bait Tang Luo brought back; if Li Huan acted as a spy, it could make things proceed more smoothly.

But it wouldn't affect the overall situation.

Moreover, your acting skills are poor—exposure would still stir up trouble.

Upon hearing Tang Luo's words, Li Huan's hands behind his back instantly clenched into fists, his head bowing lower than before: "I understand, Master Xuanzang."

He had originally planned to use this information to at least gain some benefits.

For example, legendary items said to have healing effects, like consecration rituals or such.

But Tang Luo refused without hesitation, making him realize the reality: the hypocritical monk before him, the sanctimonious master, had no intention of letting him complete his mission at all.

He even wanted him dead!

Due to the contract's constraints, he couldn't act personally, so he used another method to achieve his goal.

This time he came here, he was simply bringing disgrace upon himself!

"Then, I'll take my leave—I'll depart the capital and try my luck elsewhere." Li Huan said.

"Go slowly." Tang Luo said, with no intention of getting up to see him off.

Li Huan bowed slightly again, turned, and walked out of the bedroom, until he left Tang Luo's residence, confirmed no one was following, and arrived at a secluded place.

Only then did his expression turn ferocious, the cold sweat streaming from his back already soaking his clothes through.

He was afraid—afraid that Tang Xuanzang would turn hostile and strike.

Li Huan hadn't forgotten what happened in the dungeon; the other party seemed capable of attacking him to a certain extent without suffering backlash.

Fortunately, up to this point, Tang Xuanzang had shown no intention of attacking him.

He felt somewhat relieved.

After exhaling in relief, Li Huan became extremely angry—this anger was immensely complex.

It included anger toward Tang Luo, as well as anger toward himself—anger at his own weakness and powerlessness.

He was angry at his earlier sense of relief.

"It's just that things went too smoothly for me……" Li Huan murmured lowly, "So smooth that I forgot this is a god-and-demon game, where everyone walks as gods and demons! Not a 'fitness enthusiasts club'!"

Flames ignited in Li Huan's eyes—challenge, tempering, life-and-death struggle, then growing stronger!

"I'll give you a great big surprise, Master Xuanzang." Li Huan looked toward the direction of Tang Luo's residence.

Today's humiliation—I will repay you a hundredfold in the future!

Time flew by; since Tang Luo brought Charles and Vivian back, nearly two months have passed.

The capital shifted from its original state of wind and crane alarms to surging undercurrents.

Curfew hours were greatly reduced, and restrictions on entering and leaving the capital were continually relaxed.

It had almost returned to how it was at the beginning.

Except for the still-vacant throne, reminding everyone that beneath the seemingly calm lake surface lay what kind of whirlpool.

Of course, this whirlpool currently has nothing to do with Tang Luo.

He simply didn't bother to manage how Orianna and the royalists were probing each other, openly and covertly.

Tang Luo walked through the garden, and along the way he could hear various melodious voices calling out "Master Xuanzang," "Master Xuanzang."

A group of slender and plump orioles and swallows gathered around Tang Luo.

Each wore a radiant smile, full of charm and allure, making Tang Luo recall the Spider Cave on the journey to obtain scriptures.

These people were naturally female sorcerers—over twenty of them, each with a face like the moon and beauty like flowers.

Regardless of whether they were once this beautiful, long-term use of the eternal youth elixir by female sorcerers ensures none of them look unattractive.

"Master Xuanzang, come to my place tonight—I've refined an elixir with excellent effects, even more suitable for you, the eternal youth elixir."

"Me too."

"Oh dear, although I haven't refined a better one, I have other ways to satisfy Master Xuanzang."

"Go away, go away—I'm the one who can satisfy Master Xuanzang."

"How about we do it together?"

Various remarks left people's imaginations running wild.

"Mm, mm." Tang Luo casually responded, "Just focus on refining the elixir—everyone has theirs, no rush."

Rain and dew evenly distributed—Master Xuanzang is a fair person.

At first, Orianna inviting other female sorcerers over certainly wouldn't go that smoothly.

But after Tang Luo's "consecration hand" consecrated a few daring female sorcerers, and the confirmed news spread out, it became impossible to contain.

A group of female sorcerers rushed over, eager to be first.

Every few days, one would come, still bringing the eternal youth elixir Tang Luo needed.

The fame of the female sorcerers' consecration hand spread within their circle, forming today's situation.

For this reason, Tang Luo even changed his residence to a large manor outside the capital.

As the saying goes, walking through a myriad of flowers, not a single petal fails to cling to one's clothes.