Chapter 78: I Am Not, I Did Not, How Could I Miss Him

Yun Huaiyue whispered in her ear five hundred times that she missed Ning Xuan.

Ning Shengsheng treated it all as ASMR to help her sleep, and finally fell asleep when the other party said it for the six hundredth time.

“Princess, wake up…”

She slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was Zaoni’s flushed doll face.

“We’ve arrived at the Hundred Herb Valley. It’s so beautiful!”

Zaoni took a deep, intoxicated breath. “Your Highness, smell the fresh scent of spiritual herbs in the air~”

“I just took a few breaths, and my eyes aren’t sore, my head isn’t dizzy, and my fatigue is completely swept away.”

“That magical?”

Ning Shengsheng rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked to the edge of the flying ship, and took a few deep breaths. Instantly, her ears felt clear and her eyes bright.

“Smells so good~”

She looked down.

Peaks upon peaks were hidden in spiritual mist, and spiritual herbs grew luxuriantly between the ridges. Even standing high in the sky, she could faintly smell the medicinal fragrance.

The Qingling Sect and the Hundred Herb Valley were what places where cultivators lived should look like; though the styles were different, they were equally shrouded in ethereal mist.

“Second Senior Brother!”

Yun Huaiyue leaned out to greet the person below.

Ning Shengsheng followed her gaze and saw an elegant and gentle man in white standing at the peak. He looked up at Yun Huaiyue with a shallow smile, his eyes overflowing with joy.

Her brother was in danger!

The love rival was not only good-looking but also scheming, full of affection for Senior Sister Yun. Not to mention there was the male lead Ling Hegui in the later stages. Student Ning Xuan had a long way to go!

“An’an, let’s go.”

Yun Huaiyue took Ning Shengsheng’s hand and walked off the flying ship with her. “Second Senior Brother, how is Mother?”

“The Valley Master is in seclusion.”

Shen Qinghe glanced in Ning Shengsheng’s direction and nodded slightly in greeting.

“Presumably, this is Princess Ning An?”

“Senior Brother Shen.”

Ning Shengsheng tilted her head, sizing him up openly. “Hearing the name is not as good as seeing the person.”

“Indeed a gentleman as fine as an orchid and jade tree.”

“Your Highness is too polite; how could Shen bear such praise?” Shen Qinghe was modest and polite, his tone gentle. “Junior Sister Huaiyue mentioned the Princess’s battle with the Evil-Devouring Lord many times in her letters. Shen admires the Princess.”

Tsk.

If Ning Xuan were here to hear this and know that Senior Sister Yun and Shen Qinghe wrote letters often, wouldn’t he die of jealousy?

“It was thanks to the hard work of Senior Sister Yun and my Imperial Brother that I was able to refine the Fire Essence and defeat the Evil-Devouring Lord.”

She responded with a smile.

An unreadable look flashed across Shen Qinghe’s light-colored pupils. “That makes sense. Princess, please come inside.”

Ning Shengsheng had accepted benefits from Ning Xuan, so naturally, she had to fulfill her duty as a third wheel.

All the way, she held onto Yun Huaiyue’s arm, asking about this and that curiously.

Yun Huaiyue had absolutely no time to pay attention to Shen Qinghe.

Since the Valley Master was in seclusion, when arranging accommodation, she hugged Yun Huaiyue’s arm and acted spoiled. “Senior Sister Yun, I want to live with you,” she blinked pitifully.

Yun Huaiyue agreed readily, and a crack appeared on Shen Qinghe’s gentle, jade-like face.

“How old is the Princess?”

He still held a smile when saying this. It seemed like a simple inquiry, but in reality, he was mocking her age.

Hehe.

Indeed, not simple.

Her small mouth flattened, looking at Yun Huaiyue helplessly, like a pitiful child bullied away from home without parental supervision.

“Senior Sister Yun~”

This call was modulated with rising and falling tones.

Yun Huaiyue rolled her eyes at Shen Qinghe. “How can Second Senior Brother ask a girl that? It’s a bit offensive.”

Shen Qinghe paused slightly, then apologized to Ning Shengsheng.

After Shen Qinghe left, Yun Huaiyue explained for him, “An’an, don’t mind it. Second Senior Brother isn’t usually like this.”

“Mm-hmm!”

Ning Shengsheng hinted, “Maybe Senior Brother Shen is unhappy because I kept pestering Senior Sister Yun to talk.”

“How could that be?” Yun Huaiyue looked thoughtful after speaking.

Ning Shengsheng thought to herself: Imperial Brother, your sister is risking her life to help you; you better be effective later on!

“An’an, rest well. I’ll take you out to play tomorrow.”

“Okay!”

By the way.

Her affected manner just now really resembled someone.

Who was it?

System: 【Host, it’s Xue Chen.】

“Huh?” Ning Shengsheng sucked in a breath, sitting at the table in deep thought. She was acting like a “green tea” (manipulative innocent) just now.

Xue Chen usually treated her like this.

So Xue Chen was also…?

How could that be!

The sinister and ruthless villain was always too lazy to waste schemes; it was always ‘kill if you can’t get it.’

What did she have that would make him play the “green tea”?

The system was itching to speak but ultimately said nothing. They couldn’t interfere too much with the host’s mission execution; being found out would lead to punishment.

Songgao and Zaoni were making the bed.

Ning Shengsheng lay on the table and sighed, “I wonder what Xue Wuyin is doing?”

“The Princess misses Hostage Prince Xue!” Zaoni asked with a smile, and Songgao nudged her.

“I am not, I did not, how could I miss him.” Ning Shengsheng issued a triple denial.

The two maids making the bed covered their mouths and snickered.

Still saying she doesn’t miss him.

Ever since the Princess really fell for Hostage Prince Xue, her temperament was no longer as domineering and vile as before.

Now many palace attendants envied the two of them for following the Princess.

It was another day for the two of them to thank Xue Chen.

Ning Shengsheng propped her chin on her hand, her eyes glancing to the right, thinking in her mind: That guy Xue Wuyin is so mysterious, he didn’t even tell her where he was going when he went out. She definitely wouldn’t miss him!

Xue Chen, working far away in the Demon Realm.

Was about to be driven to death by the stupidity of these demonic cultivators.

No wonder the Demon Realm had vanished from the scene in the last ten years and hadn’t made any waves in the cultivation world.

With the walnut-sized brains of these demonic cultivators…

It was a blessing the Demon Realm hadn’t been wiped out already.

“Pro… Protector, this lowly one is finished speaking.” The subordinate with two demon horns stammered.

Xue Chen rubbed his brow. “You said so much, meaning the Demon Realm has absolutely no reward and punishment system, and it all depends on the Demon Lord’s mood?”

“Ye… yeah…”

Is there a problem?

The demonic cultivator’s pitch-black face was full of question marks.

“And there are no spells or poisons to control demonic cultivators?”

“N… no…”

“One can enter and leave the Demon Realm as they please?”

“Yeah…”

The demonic cultivator’s voice grew smaller and smaller. The newly appointed Protector looked young, but he always made him feel a chill in his heart.

Xue Chen scoffed coldly.

No wonder Xing Wuzhou spared no expense, offering up his family fortune to recruit him into the Demon Realm.

Although he wasn’t favored in Heavenly Phoenix, he was born into the imperial family. He had naturally been influenced by plotting people’s hearts and establishing rules.

Wanting to change the status quo of the Demon Realm.

It wasn’t hard.

Xue Chen thought for a moment and put pen to paper to write the rules.

“Take this to your Demon Lord.”

He threw the scroll to the demonic cultivator.

The demonic cultivator took a look; it was densely packed with words. He got a headache just seeing words.

He ran to the Demon Hall holding the scroll.

And handed it to Xing Wuzhou.

Xing Wuzhou sat upright on the ink-black throne, spread open the scroll, and couldn’t read past the second column.

“You.” He pointed at the demonic cultivator. “Read it out for this Venerable One.”

Demonic cultivator: “…”

Forced by the Demon Lord’s majesty, he forced himself to stay awake and read it all.

But the Demon Lord…

He seemed like he was about to fall asleep!

Xing Wuzhou widened his sleepy eyes. “No problems. Hand the scroll to the Law Enforcement Hall.”

“Implement it starting tomorrow.”

“As you command, Lord Demon Venerable.”

The little demonic cultivator retreated and ran towards the Law Enforcement Hall.

He muttered to himself on the way.

“There’s a rule in there that says if you defeat the current Demon Lord, you can become the new Demon Lord. Why isn’t Lord Demon Venerable angry?”

He thought for a long time and came to a conclusion: “Lord Demon Venerable must be confident in his own strength!”