Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 856 - 713: Lend Me a Divine General (Two-in-One - )

Chapter 856: Chapter 713: Lend Me a Divine General (Two-in-One Chapter)

Tingtian Ao returned to mid-air with a large lump having formed on his head.

He was utterly despondent and didn’t dare to approach Ao Shuying’s side any longer.

Keeping a safe distance of over three hundred zhang, Tingtian Ao finally muttered, "He’s already your Wangfu, and you still don’t want to marry? Isn’t it better to pierce this window paper? Li Xuan has had no reaction for over two years. He’s obviously playing hard to get. Lord, you can relax; the chance of him rejecting you is less than ten percent. He must be overjoyed—"

Ao Shuying bit her lower lip, feeling too embarrassed to suppress it: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

With a flick of her tail, she sent Tingtian Ao flying a thousand zhang away, like kicking a cuju, into the distance of the sky.

However, after Ao Shuying flicked her tail, she realized that Tingtian Ao wasn’t as resilient as her brothers and sisters; he couldn’t take too much tossing around.

Fortunately, she hadn’t used much strength, so this flick shouldn’t have injured Tingtian Ao.

Ao Shuying, with an embarrassed expression, said to Tingtian Ao, "I’m going down to give your Li Xuan his congratulations. As for you, Tingtian, do as you please."

After she spoke, she dived like a dragon’s shadow toward the direction of Fen Yang Mansion and vanished.

But in the next moment, Ao Shuying returned to her original spot, looking strangely at a crimson phoenix hidden deep within the clouds: "Wuhuan, what are you still doing here? Come down with me."

That was none other than Lord Huang, Huang Wuhuan, with a face full of conflict and surprise: "I’m not familiar with him, why should I go?"

"But Wuhuan, don’t you want to attach the Demon Market near Fen Yang Prince Mansion? Fen Yang Prince Mansion should be the safest place in the Capital City, but you have to greet the owner of the place, right?"

Ao Shuying scratched her head with a dragon claw, confused: "Also, it was you who wanted me to introduce you so you could work off your debt by working for Li Xuan."

Huang Wuhuan’s face twitched slightly.

She had indeed said that, but now she was having second thoughts. Was she worried about whether this choice was the correct one?

Furthermore, she, a Lord Huang, was now reduced to working as a long-term servant for Li Xuan. How could she swallow this pride?

"Don’t worry, Li Xuan is now desperately seeking good help. If you are willing to offer your services, he couldn’t ask for more. He’s got money now; look at his subordinates, all of them are worth tens of thousands. He might even lend you Divine Power to help you nourish your demonic body and break through to Middle Heaven."

Ao Shuying added with a change in tone, "If you’re unwilling, Wuhuan, then forget it. I’m not insisting you pay back the money immediately, but I really won’t have any money left soon, you know I’m also building the Divine Palace."

Huang Wuhuan’s form instantly drooped: "I’ll go, alright? Isn’t that enough?"

She owed Ao Shuying two million three hundred and twenty-two thousand Silver Coin, and she still needed some materials to repair her Space Artifact for containing the Demon Market.

Dammit! Who was the one who dismantled her Demon Market in the first place?

On the other hand, having stabilized himself, Tingtian Ao’s expression was endlessly gloomy.

He thought to himself; hasn’t Ao Shuying grown longer again? She can reach him with her tail from such a distance.

The Lord’s body has been growing so quickly with the abundant offerings from numerous believers—

At that moment, Tingtian Ao’s expression shifted and he looked towards a certain area in the backyard of Fen Yang Mansion.

Immediately after, his eyes brightened with joy: "He still remembers me, Tingtian, at a time like this. Truly a good brother of mine!"

His form flitted away, and in no time, he arrived in the backyard of Fen Yang Mansion, which was a small courtyard behind the main compound.

Inside, there were five vats of ’Leopard Marrow and Tiger Bone Soup’, along with five jars of Huanglongzui, large quantities of meat, and sweets mixed with bone powder.

Beside it, a wooden sign was erected with a line of words on it—For the exclusive enjoyment of General Tingtian!

Tingtian Ao ate the meat, drank the soup, and sipped the wine joyously.

Gobbling up everything like the wind sweeping through leaves, it thought to itself, considering these delicious foods, let’s not hold a grudge over your previous rejection of me and not allowing me to become the guardian Divine Beast of the prince’s mansion.

But just as Tingtian Ao was enjoying his eating and drinking, he heard a ’creak’ from the wooden gate behind him.

He looked back in astonishment and saw a woman whose face he couldn’t make out walking in.

She wore a graceful dress, stepped lightly, and walked in with the poise of a celestial being.

Tingtian Ao was startled, feeling goosebumps all over his body.

He immediately turned over and lay down, assuming an attacking posture, his pupils filled with anger and alarm: "Who are you?"

At the same time, Tingtian Ao prepared to warn the many heavenly levels inside the prince’s mansion. However, his consciousness suddenly became hazy, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

He suddenly felt the woman before him was familiar and should be someone he could trust.

"You’re General Tingtian of Immortal Master Shuide’s retinue, aren’t you?" The woman came over and stroked Tingtian Ao’s head: "Are you drinking? I have a bottle of exceptional wine here. Would you like to try it, General Tingtian?"

As she spoke, she placed a palm-sized bottle in front of Tingtian Ao.

Had it been earlier, Tingtian Ao would have been very cautious, but at the moment, he looked woodenly and drained the contents of the bottle.

The wine was indeed delicious, rich and complex, with a long aftertaste.

After savoring it for a moment, Tingtian Ao suddenly became alert: "What is this wine?"

Having only drunk one bottle, he felt his consciousness becoming blurry and slightly drunk.

"This is an Immortal Brew, called ’Zhenyanzui.’

The woman’s voice was serene, and she laughed softly: "It’s a kind of wine that makes one speak only the truth after drinking."