Chapter 522 – Temptation of the Demon Blood Crystal

Chapter 522 – Temptation of the Demon Blood Crystal

Someone had died within the Qi Family; this truth couldn’t be hidden from those with the intention of finding out. When it was determined that the one who died was the old servant who always stayed close to the Old Ancestor, countless people widened their eyes. Initial shock gave way to panic, and then with the fastest possible speed, everyone ordered all the people they sent to probe for news to withdraw.

The old servant had always declared himself to be a dog of the Qi Family, but the reality was that he held an extremely lofty status. At times, he could even issue commands on behalf of the Qi Family. Even when the four family managers faced him, they still had to be respectful like nephews, not daring to show any disrespect at all.

Such a strong and vital character had perished overnight. Would the Qi Family’s Old Ancestor let this go? Moreover, if one counted Qi Yunshu from before, then two people of the Qi Family had died beneath Yao Bin’s hands. As for why it was Yao Bin? Such a question didn’t need to be answered at all, nor was there a need for evidence.

Everyone feared they would be caught up in the Qi Family’s subsequent retaliation, so they hurriedly pulled back their ‘antennas’. But, what surprised them was that the Qi Family became unusually quiet, as if they weren’t planning to respond to this matter at all.

But this time, no one taunted the Qi Family again. This was because the old servant’s death indicated how aggressive their stance was. Even if someone became a disciple of the Demonic Path, they would make that person pay for murdering one of their own with a life! It was impossible for this current silence to mean that they had given up. Rather, the most likely possibility was that they were waiting for an opportunity.

Their plans would never be easily revealed!

…

City Lord Mansion.

The Lord Demon Envoy played with a light sphere in his hands. The light and shadows within fluctuated; the scene it played inside was unexpectedly the scene of Qin Yu killing Qi Yunshu and the old servant.

“Xia Yan’s curse power is quite strange, yet he could completely disregard it. No…to be more accurate, he plundered all the curse strength in Xia Yan’s body.” he muttered beneath his breath, a happy smile on his face. “This boy Yao Bin, he is much more mysterious than I anticipated.”

This was for the best. He only feared that Yao Bin was too weak. He could only wish that Yao Bin was much stronger, much fiercer than this.

The more cards one had, the more difficult it was to die. This was because the path Yao Bin wanted to take was really far too dangerous.

His five fingers squeezed and the light sphere was destroyed. The Lord Demon Envoy calmed back down and looked towards the door.

Yan Liu lightly sauntered in. This peach-like woman attracted attention with every movement she made.

“Lord Demon Envoy seems to have so much free time today. You actually aren’t cultivating; it leaves me surprised.”

Her beautiful eyes were flowing with layers of light as if she were silently singing. One couldn’t help but wallow in her gaze.

The Demon Envoy had a serene expression. “What is it?”

He rolled his eyes. Luckily, they understood each other enough over these past years. He didn’t say much, not wishing to further entangle himself.

Yan Liu held her hands on her waist, her proud chest becoming even more prominent. She said in a supple voice, “I came here to remind Lord Demon Envoy that there seem to be many people paying attention to that little boy of yours. They are all very interested.”

The Demon Envoy had no expression. “So what?”

Yan Liu batted her eyes. For such a mature and beautiful woman to do something like that, it was particularly enticing. “Are you really not a little worried? Although that boy has a bit of cultivation and his actions are sufficiently ruthless, those paying attention to him are all big tigers. If he’s not careful there will be an extra body.”

The Demon Envoy lightly said, “If he dies he dies; what does that have to do with me?” He looked up, his eyes sharp, “I do not like to be probed by anyone. That includes you.”

Yan Liu humphed, tossing back some last words saying she was done. Then she turned and sashayed away, sprinkling down the infinite grace and charm of a beauty.

The Demon Envoy lightly frowned. It seemed she really did notice something. But, the day when he brought Yan Liu out with him he really had no other choice. If he were to go alone, he would have been noticed by the divine sense of others. Fortunately, Yan Liu wouldn’t ruin his work nor would she say anything, otherwise things really would become troublesome.

As he thought about the perils that Yao Bin now faced, the Demon Envoy furrowed his eyebrows together. Perhaps he should look for a way to secretly pass a protective charm to him. Although this wouldn’t scare off all the wolves, it could provide Yao Bin with an additional layer of security…or, in a critical moment, it would give him a chance to interfere and defend his position.

Otherwise, if anyone realized what his true thoughts were, Yao Bin would die without a doubt.

…

Within the dim room, the windows and doors were tightly closed shut. The pale yellow light of an oil lamp was swallowed up by the darkness, leaving one’s mind constrained. Behind a round table, there was a figure sitting there. His back was towards the entrance and he seemed to be savoring the flavor hidden in the darkness.

“Elder, our probe has failed. That trash Qi Yunshu was killed on the spot. The Qi Family tried to retaliate, but what a pity, the curse master they sent out also died a miserable death in an area not too far away from the Qi Family residence. He didn’t leave behind any useful information at all.” A black-clothed man knelt on the ground. “This subordinate has handled matters poorly. I ask Elder for punishment.”

The sitting figure spoke up. His voice had clearly been modified; it was dry and raspy, with no fluctuation of emotion. “I already know of this. There is no need for you to blame yourself. It seems I underestimated Yao Bin’s reaction. I never imagined he would respond with such a strong and aggressive counterattack.” There was a brief pause, then he continued, “But, that doesn’t mean we have accomplished nothing.”

The black-clothed man was puzzled. “May I ask Elder to clarify?”

The sitting figure seemed to smile. “Qi Yunshu has died and Xia Yan has also died. The Qi Family now has a blood enmity with Yao Bin. As long as there is enmity, there will be a motive to take action. We will find a chance to obtain this motive and then openly and honestly deal with Yao Bin in the future.

“But right now there are far too many people interested in him. We’ve made our move once, so there is no need to make another. Let the others rush to the front for us. Remember, sometimes just by standing by, you can discover many things that no one else has.”

The black-clothed person said, “This subordinate understands. But I am just worried that if we delay for too long, will…”

“Rest assured that it is impossible to refine and absorb the demon blood crystal in a short period of time. At the very least, even if Yao Bin managed to accomplish this somehow, I have the methods to have him spit it back out with interest.”

The black-clothed man no longer said anything. After bowing, he turned and left.

The sitting figure turned around. Because of the dim light, his appearance was extremely blurry. It seemed as if this wasn’t the face of a person, but a fierce and grotesque mask.

“Yao Bin, is the lost demon blood crystal really on your body? It truly leaves me deep in anticipation.”

…

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, every day uneventful.

The ruined Dawnperch Hotel was already cleaned up. As the first rays of dawn appeared, a cultivator quickly walked in. He soared directly to Qin Yu’s dwelling and respectfully said, “Lord Yao Bin, I am here on orders to ask Lord Yao Bin to come to the City Lord Mansion with me.”

The courtyard doors were opened from within. A still-recovering Duan San’er had changed into the gray garb of a servant. He cupped his hands together and bowed, “Please wait a moment, my master will be here shortly.”

The messenger cultivator was startled. Then, a look of envy came over his face. It wasn’t honorable to be a slave or servant, but one had to look at who they were working for.

Servants of Demonic Path disciples were similarly people of the Demonic Path, thus they could follow them into the small world. Just that heaven-defying cultivation environment was enough to have countless cultivators chase after the hopes of servitude like a swarm of quacking ducks.

So every time after the Demon Ascension Gate, there would be countless demonic cultivators, many of whom had considerable backgrounds, who would take the initiative to apply to become servants of the newly minted disciples.

Besides this boy being a little bit ‘pretty’, he was completely average. Yet, he had been chosen. This was what they called dog-shit luck!

Duan San’er was good at observing the moods of others. As he noticed the change in this other person’s complexion, most of the worry in his heart dispersed, and he appeared much calmer.