Chapter 70: The Mission Isn’t That Hard

“Hm? Xue Chen!” The girl reached out and waved her hand in front of him. “Xue Wuyin, did you hear what I said?”

Her soft fingertip inadvertently touched the space between his eyebrows.

“!!!”

Xue Chen trembled violently, waves of scorching heat radiating from between his brows. He quickly turned his back and said in a low voice, “Get out.”

“…”

Ning Shengsheng looked at his thin back.

She couldn’t figure out why this person was getting anxious again?

Having conveyed what she wanted to say, and seeing Xue Chen looking preoccupied, Ning Shengsheng could only say, “This princess is leaving.”

The girl’s brisk footsteps gradually faded away.

Xue Chen slowly raised his hand, pressing his index finger against the mark between his eyebrows. The temperature there was unusually hot.

Why was this happening?

Compared to the heat there, his whole body felt hot and restless.

He forced himself to cultivate.

But he couldn’t enter the state.

To divert his attention, Xue Chen casually picked up the storybook beside him, the very one he had taken back from Ning Shengsheng.

“The Arrogant Princess Changes Her Ways Because of Hostage Prince Xue”

He lowered his long lashes and flipped through the contents.

He suddenly blushed upon seeing a passage of text.

【Princess Ning An looked down from above, holding an ice-crystal whip as she slowly paced around Xue Chen. The young man’s neck, white as jade, was branded with faint red marks. The sharp contrast between white and red made the princess even more interested. She lifted Xue Chen’s chin… focusing on appreciating this work of art…

The young man’s messy hair hung before his forehead, and a faint trail of blood flowed from his pale, thin lips, making him look broken and unbearable.

Princess Ning An stared at Xue Chen’s lips, pressing her thumb hard against them, revealing a domineering possessiveness. She parted her red lips lightly, her voice seductive.

“Do you hate this princess?”

The wounds on the young man’s neck throbbed with pain. Strangely, the pain just now did not make him feel disgusted; instead, a numbing itchiness came faintly from the wounds.

He enjoyed her possessiveness.

His pale chin rubbed against the princess’s palm, his expression obedient and ingratiating: “Your Highness, I don’t hate you…”

Princess Ning An condescended to release the young man’s chin.】

The content that followed was too explicit to look at.

Xue Chen closed the storybook, the roots of his ears suddenly turning red.

His dark eyes fell into confusion, recalling being summoned to Zhaoxia Palace by Ning Shengsheng two months ago.

So that’s what she meant?

The young man seemed to have inadvertently stumbled into some mysterious territory.

Xue Chen received too much information, and his brain capacity overloaded.

He didn’t notice at all.

The last page of the storybook had two lines specifically marked.

【This content is purely fictional and is a banned book.】

【Read and cherish it while you can!】

…

Ning Shengsheng returned to Zhaoxia Palace.

She threw herself onto the soft couch lazily.

It was late summer and early autumn, and the weather was still hot. After going out for a trip, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of her body, making her feel sticky and uncomfortable.

She didn’t call the palace maids.

She went around to the bath behind the sleeping quarters to soak by herself.

“System?”

【Host, I am here.】

“The system’s mission is to beat Xue Chen. Where to beat him, how many lashes, how much force to use, are there any regulations?”

The system crashed for a moment.

【There are actually no such regulations.】

Ning Shengsheng’s eyes lit up.

That meant she could just find any excuse and “gently” hit him a few times?

She lamented that following the original plot wasn’t that hard.

She narrowed her eyes comfortably, picking up a petal and placing it on the tip of her nose.

“So fragrant, I feel like life has hope again~”

She had no idea that Xue Chen had awakened a strange attribute.

On the other side.

The Great Hall of the Demon Realm.

Xing Wuzhou was going crazy!

“You bunch of trash, failing one after another, what use does this Venerable One have for you?”

“Such a great demon was destroyed just like that?”

Three guardians stood below, none daring to speak.

Gu Xuancang wanted to show his face in front of his new boss, so he took a step forward and said: “My Lord, who would have thought that a guy who hasn’t even opened his spiritual apertures could refine the Earth Core Fire Essence.”

“Perhaps Great Ning’s fate should not end yet.”

Xing Wuzhou, who was originally only moderately angry, flew into a rage upon hearing this.

“Idiot!”

“You mean to say Great Ning’s fate is so strong that a mortal with no cultivation can refine the world’s most domineering poisonous fire, while this Venerable One, who is bent on destroying the Immortal Gates, is so unlucky?”

“Is that it?”

“Gu Xuancang, I see you can’t forget the Immortal Gates.”

“Someone!”

“Drag him down and let him taste the suffering of the Fire Prison.”

Two burly demonic cultivators came out.

Gu Xuancang fell to his knees with a thud. “Lord Demon Venerable, this subordinate absolutely has no such intention. I heard the Lord of Heavenly Phoenix is dim-witted and incompetent. I will immediately conquer Heavenly Phoenix for the Demon Lord. I beg the Demon Venerable to spare me!”

The Heavenly Phoenix Nation?

Just a third-rate cultivation nation.

A bunch of useless beast-taming cultivators gathered together.

Xing Wuzhou thought again; nothing had been going smoothly recently, so conquering Heavenly Phoenix to boost morale was necessary.

So he said sternly: “I’ll give you another chance. If you can’t conquer Heavenly Phoenix, go suffer the Demon Realm’s nine great tortures yourself.”

“This subordinate obeys and will definitely succeed.”

Gu Xuancang swallowed his saliva in fear.

As long as he didn’t have to go to the Fire Prison, it was fine. The Demon Realm’s nine great tortures would take half his life.

He regretted it a little now.

Thinking that he was originally the Vice Sect Leader of the Qingling Sect, if he hadn’t given birth to evil thoughts.

He would still be admired by thousands in the Qingling Sect today.

How comfortable his days would be.

Now.

The Immortal Gates wouldn’t tolerate him, and the Demon Realm was hard to get by in.

Gu Xuancang looked up at the sky and wiped away his old tears. “Don’t think about it anymore. Let’s conquer the Heavenly Phoenix Nation first, otherwise this old man won’t live much longer.”

Xing Wuzhou was also considered generous.

He sent out half of the demonic soldiers and generals for Gu Xuancang to use.

Watching Gu Xuancang lead the demons away, he held his forehead and sighed, “Each generation is worse than the last.”

What was the use of him being awesome alone?

He couldn’t carry the team!

Xing Wuzhou fell into a faint melancholy. If he poached those young talents from the Immortal Gates to the Demon Realm.

Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

He ordered his subordinates to bring the list of young talents from the Immortal Gates.

His ruthless gaze stopped on Xue Chen’s name.

“Good, good, this one should be easy to recruit. First abandoned by Heavenly Phoenix, then humiliated by Great Ning.”

“His parents abandoned and detested him, everyone trampled and humiliated him. He’s a born potential stock for demonic cultivation.”

“He also has a half-demon bloodline, which the Immortal World finds hard to tolerate.”

“Perfect, he’s the one!”

Xing Wuzhou hadn’t seen such a good seedling for demonic cultivation in a hundred years.

He decided to personally go out and recruit Xue Chen under his command.

…

The Qingling Sect was waiting to be rebuilt.

The disciples of Gu Xuancang’s lineage were completely weeded out.

Ling Hegui was busy dealing with sect affairs, his feet not touching the ground, when he ran into Lu Youxin.

“Back from Great Ning?”

“Yes, Eldest Senior Brother. It was so interesting. There was everything to eat, drink, and play, unlike here.”

Lu Youxin shook his head.

The Qingling Sect was similar to the Hundred Herb Valley.

To put it nicely, it was a paradise away from the world, but in reality, it was extremely boring.

People who liked quiet could stay, but he was naturally active and preferred lively places.

“Little Junior Brother, your heart has gone wild.”

Ling Hegui frowned and lectured, “Sword cultivators must avoid being impetuous.”

Lu Youxin gave a wronged “oh”, “Senior Brother, are you going to the Discipline Hall?”

“I’ll go with you.”

Ling Hegui nodded.

He didn’t stop talking along the way, saying that Meng Jingyang took him to the night market and the biggest restaurant.

Ling Hegui thought he had a childish nature.

He didn’t speak to stop him again.

Almost at the door of the Discipline Hall, Lu Youxin slapped his head. “Eldest Senior Brother, do you know what else I heard?”