Chapter 339: This Child, Absolutely Not Simple!

Because Yaoyue and Cang Lan left early, they did not know about the farce that happened behind them.

Although she noticed the chaos erupting behind her, Cang Lan, who was single-mindedly anxious to report to the Mingyue Priestess, paid it no mind; she dragged the curious Yaoyue toward the Mingyue Priestess's palace as if she were carrying a little chick.

"You must not be rude after seeing the Priestess!"

"Why aren't you speaking?"

"Have you remembered everything?"

Throughout the journey, Cang Lan was busy instilling some basic common sense into Yaoyue, as well as precautions that must not be missed when facing the Mingyue Priestess.

Yaoyue, who was already somewhat annoyed by the nagging, covered her ears, shook her head back and forth, kicked her legs, and shouted:

"Oh! I know, I know! Cang Lanlan, stop chanting!"

"If you say any more, I'm really going back!"

Master, stop chanting!

Seeing Yaoyue's resistant appearance, Cang Lan originally wanted to lecture a while longer, but her expression changed, and she quickly set Yaoyue down from her shoulder.

"Yaoyue, we have arrived."

Looking at the tall palace in front of her, Cang Lan felt extremely agitated, and suppressing her emotions, she said:

"This is the palace of the Moon Sacrifice."

Finally, I am back.

How many hardships were endured on this journey, only Cang Lan knew in her heart.

It was already very difficult when she left.

As soon as she went out to sea, Cang Lan encountered great difficulties.

She couldn't find the right way!

She was clearly following the map, yet she always encountered a ghost-wall, walking in the opposite direction.

In the end, the nearly collapsing Cang Lan, in a fit of rage, stopped following the map and angrily walked in the opposite direction.

As a result, she had accidentally taken the correct path and arrived at the Eastern Wasteland Divine Continent in a daze.

On the return journey, the road was even more difficult, worthy of being called a history of blood and tears.

It was simply enough to make men silent and women weep, stained with blood and tears!

She had been humiliated time and again by that insane guy, and she had even felt like dying.

Cang Lan had already despaired.

As a result, after she had staked everything on one throw, that guy actually told them he would take them to the Demon Emperor City first.

A sudden turn of events.

These successive reversals during the coming and going made Cang Lan even doubt herself.

"Is it possible that if I had walked in the opposite direction from the beginning, there wouldn't have been so many things?"

"Could all of this be my own problem?"

Cang Lan was silent, and finally decided not to think about this question anymore.

Otherwise, she worried that one day she would cause herself to collapse...

Although she had experienced many storms along the way, fortunately, the final result was good.

She had not failed the Priestess's expectations of her, successfully bringing back the lost Heavenly Fox Demon God's Child, and had completed the mission perfectly.

Cang Lan took a deep breath to calm her agitated mood, turned her head, and said to Yaoyue:

"Alright, don't stand here, let's go in... hmm?"

Suddenly, Cang Lan turned her head to look behind her; she saw a familiar figure rushing toward them.

"That is... Cangjie?"

Silver light flickered, and a sturdy wolf-headed man three heads taller than Cang Lan knelt heavily on one knee before the two.

"Young Lady!"

Even while kneeling on the ground, Cangjie's line of sight was about the same as theirs; he looked at Cang Lan with burning eyes and said loudly:

"The General wants you to hurry home to see him."

Go home to see him?

Cang Lan's face twitched; she glared at Cangjie and said sternly:

"Keep your voice down, do not make a loud noise here!"

"Also, I cannot go with you now. You go back and tell him that I must report to the Priestess first, and only after that can I return to the manor."

After speaking, Cang Lan waved her hands repeatedly at her clan brother, as if shooing away a pest in disgust.

"Young Lady! Ah! Mmph."

The shooed Cangjie shouted loudly, then suddenly remembered the previous warning, covered his mouth, and lowered his voice:

"The General said: 'I am your father, ignore that woman, come back and see me first!'"

Cang Lan:???

She even thought for a second before realizing who the "woman" her father spoke of was...

"Audacious! You dare to insult the Priestess!"

Cang Lan kicked out, sending Cangjie rolling several times on the ground.

"No! Ah—"

"It wasn't me who said it! It! It was the General who said it himself! Ah—it wasn't me!"

Cangjie felt aggrieved, screaming while rolling:

"It really wasn't me who said it! It was the General who..."

"Shut up!!!"

The more miserably Cangjie wailed, the more furious Canglan became.

Of course I know you weren't the one who said that!

But are you an idiot?

You dare to repeat anything you hear!?

Telling me in private would have been one thing, but you actually said it out loud, and right in front of the Priestess?

Huh?

Are you trying to die, you idiot?

Canglan kicked her brainless clansman repeatedly, wishing she could kick the brainless fellow into unconsciousness.

If Cangjie could just pass out, that would be fine; at least he wouldn't be spouting nonsense.

Unfortunately, this guy was built to be sturdy and take a beating; while screaming in agony, he was still hoarsely shouting to prove his own innocence.

Finally, after the farce had continued for a while, a soft, low chuckle drifted out from the palace:

"Hehe, that's enough."

"Canglan, stop."

Upon hearing this voice, Canglan immediately stopped, turned around, knelt on one knee toward the palace, and bowed her head in thanks:

"Many thanks for your mercy, my Lady."

After speaking, she reached out and slapped Cangjie, who was groaning on the ground, gritting her teeth as she said:

"You idiot, thank her!"

No more beating?

Cangjie blinked, rolled over and climbed up, scratching his head as if nothing had happened, wanting to argue something more.

But before he could get it out, he swallowed his words under Canglan's man-eating glare.

He could take a beating, but he wasn't stupid.

Who would want to get hit if they didn't have to!

"Oh, oh, okay."

Cangjie mimicked Canglan's posture, nodded toward the palace, and shouted loudly:

"Many thanks, my Lady!"

Come to think of it... what was he thanking her for?

"Hehe, Canglan, you go back with him to see General Cang first."

The Mingyue Priestess's voice was soft, without a hint of anger, as if she did not care about General Cang's slip of the tongue.

"You have been out for some days; go back and get some good rest, I will summon you later."

"Go."

"By the way, help me pass a message to your father..."

Her tone was gentle, but the content of her words made one's hair stand on end:

"If he speaks nonsense again, I will shave all the fur off his body and hang it on the Bloodline Gate; let's see who dares to stop me."

!!!

Cangjie widened his eyes, swallowed nervously, and hunched his shoulders.

So, so scary!

"Yes, many thanks, my Lady."

Canglan didn't think anything of it; after thanking her, she stood up and nodded toward Yaoyue, wanting to give her one final reminder of the things she needed to pay attention to.

"Yaoyue, you... hmm?"

But at this moment, Canglan was surprised to find that Yaoyue, who had never been here before, was already walking inside with practiced ease, leaving only a receding back view.

"This..."

"Say that again? You said he used the Demon Emperor Order to do what?"

"Reporting to you, my Lord State Preceptor... dancing, he made them dance."

Hmm?

In a simple tree house made primarily of vines, the old man with crane-white hair and a youthful face slowly opened his eyes.

From his appearance, he was just a very ordinary, frail Human Race elder, showing no signs of the Demon Race.

Except for his eyes.

The old man's eyes looked dim and yellow, yet at certain angles, one could inadvertently see the sharpness contained within.

At this moment, the old man's pupils turned into vertical slits, sizing up the servant kneeling at his feet.

"You are certain he used the Demon Emperor Order for such a thing?? Made them hold hands and dance?"

After pondering for a moment, the old man let out an angry snort and said coldly:

"How could it be such child's play!"

"Do you take this old man for someone whose eyes have grown dim and who can no longer distinguish the facts?"

Hearing this unpleasant cold snort, the guard being stared at felt his whole body tighten and hurriedly explained:

"My Lord, this matter is absolutely true; your subordinate truly has no intention of deceiving you! It is not just me; everyone in Demon Emperor City saw that scene."

The guard felt bitter inside.

If he hadn't seen that bizarre scene with his own eyes, he wouldn't have wanted to believe it either.

There was no other reason; the behavior was simply too outrageous!

A total of nine Demon Emperor Orders have been issued; without exception, the previous eight were all used to accomplish earth-shattering feats.

Someone seized the opportunity to request a treasure from the Demon Emperor, obtaining the remains of a certain Demon God, which successfully allowed a great power within their clan to break through to the Wenda zhi Jing.

Someone used the Demon Emperor Order to expel an enemy clan from Demon Emperor City, causing that clan to decline rapidly over the following millennium; nowadays, not a single piece of news regarding them can be heard.

Furthermore, the use of one of these Demon Emperor Orders was the most dazzling of all.

That person mobilized the nine most elite and powerful Heavenly Demons of the Demon Race at the time, having them secretly infiltrate Shenzhou to carry out covert assassinations of the Human Race's leadership.

They acted covertly throughout their journey, leaving their footprints across all Four Great Divine Continents, and successfully beheaded over ten great powers of the Human Race in secret!

It is just a pity that they exposed their tracks when they finally penetrated deep into a sect within Beiming Divine Continent and were trapped by the other side within an Array.

The nine Heavenly Demons met the enemy in haste and suffered heavy losses after a great battle; only four escaped from the Array, and after experiencing pursuit, they returned to Demon Emperor City in a sorry state.

Of the remaining five Heavenly Demons, four died on the spot, and one has been missing to this day without a shred of news, likely having been secretly harmed by the Human Race long ago.

It can be said that every Demon Emperor Order represents a glorious history and is an honor that everyone in the Demon Race yearns for.

But now, what has happened?

Such an item, which countless Demon Race members dream of obtaining, was easily bestowed by the contemporary Demon Emperor.

There is actually nothing to criticize about this; after all, his talent has already been demonstrated very clearly within the Bloodline Gate, and he is qualified to receive such an honor.

Yet the recipient actually does not cherish it at all and has gone so far as to make such a ridiculous move that makes a mockery of the world.

It is simply rebellious!

The State Preceptor also knew that his subordinate would not dare to deceive him, so he pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"This is truly..."

Arrogant and conceited!

Spoiled by favor!

The guard cursed the mysterious genius incessantly in his heart and was just about to chime in when he heard the State Preceptor shake his head and sigh:

"Interesting!"

"After so many years, finally, another somewhat interesting young person has appeared."

Guard:?

What is this situation?

My lord, weren't you just scolding him a moment ago?

How did the tone suddenly change?

A cold sweat broke out on the guard's back; he had almost flattered the wrong person just now.

Gulp.

The State Preceptor saw his subordinate's panic, a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and then said indifferently:

"Looking at your appearance, it seems you haven't understood the true meaning hidden behind his seemingly nonsensical actions."

"Perhaps you think he is acting foolishly, but in fact, by doing this, he has invisibly reduced a lot of trouble for himself."

"This child is definitely not simple!"

Is, is that so?

Although the guard was confused in his heart and did not think the old man was right, he was not slow in his actions at all.

He immediately straightened his back, looked at the old man with a longing expression, and bowed respectfully:

"This subordinate is dull-witted; I ask for your guidance, my lord!"

This is the reaction speed of a top-tier employee.

When facing a leader, you can have different opinions, but you must respect their opinion.

At the very least, you must put on a show of respect.

The old man was very satisfied with the guard's appearance; he nodded, took three withered branches from the wooden box beside him, and placed them in front of him.

He pointed to one of them and said slowly:

"The reason you think that way is because you have ignored one point from beginning to end: his identity."

"Judging from his reaction to the Demon Emperor Order, he had never heard of the Demon Emperor Order before and did not know its true value."

"What does this represent? It shows that not only is he not from Demon Emperor City, he wasn't even born in the Overseas Divine Continent."

The guard's eyes widened, as if he understood something, and he added:

"Then according to what you say, he is... a native Demon Race member from the Four Great Divine Continents?"

"Correct."

"This, is the first point."

The old man nodded and added another point:

"Although I don't know where the Moon Sacrifice's little guard went this time, she has been missing for so long and cannot be found within the Four Seas; she must have penetrated deep into the Four Great Divine Continents."

"Being able to bring back two Demon God's Children this time, the Moon Sacrifice must have received some news long ago."

"Has she not made this matter public because she is worried that someone will interfere?"

Heh.

A trace of mockery flashed across the old man's face, though it was unclear who he was mocking.

Was it the Moon Sacrifice? Or those who would oppose it?

The guard could not guess, nor did he dare to guess wildly; he kept his mouth shut honestly and did not dare to ask another word.

There are some things that you will know when you are supposed to know them, and things you shouldn't know... don't even ask a single word.

Unnecessary curiosity can kill a cat!

And he himself was of cat demon descent...

The guard did not take the initiative to ask, and the old man had no intention of explaining, so he continued with the previous topic:

"To put it plainly, he is just an outsider who stumbled headlong into the muddy waters of Demon Emperor City without any preparation."

"Then, for an outsider with no foundation who knows nothing about the current internal situation of the Demon Race, how do you think he should act?"

"Should he take a side before he has even seen the full picture? Or should he hold his ground and observe for a period of time first?"

Speaking up to this point, the guard also understood the meaning of the State Preceptor and realized with a start:

"It must be not to be in a hurry to make a choice."

Planning before acting is the correct choice.