The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 393 - 397: The Demon’s Gratitude (20)

Chapter 393: Chapter 397: The Demon’s Gratitude (20)

The next day, Su Li woke up quite late.

Having roamed around someone’s mansion in the dark the night before, she slept in until the sun was high in the sky.

When she got up and opened her room door, she discovered that the atmosphere in the mansion had become much more serious.

All the maids and servants were tense, hurrying about. Even the gatekeeper, who usually loved to chat and joke, had a tight expression on his face.

It seemed that something significant had happened.

Su Li, with a puzzled expression, wondered what she had missed by oversleeping.

Luckily, Jinbao, the little cutie, was there to clear her confusion.

Before Su Li could ask, Jinbao had already quietly rattled off the morning’s events.

"Early this morning, the master left the house for a while. When he returned, he instructed us to stay inside and not to go out, saying that something serious had happened in the city."

"Nobody knows exactly what happened, but it was definitely not good... Mrs.. you didn’t see the expression on the master’s face when he returned, it was terrifying..."

Jinbao, seemingly still shaken, patted his chest to indicate that he was genuinely frightened.

After hearing from Jinbao, Su Li had reached the courtyard of the Old Madam.

The vague information from Jinbao’s mouth found its answer here.

The Old Madam, deeply distressed, was pounding the armrest of her chair, loudly criticizing the behavior of the Eldest Prince.

The deeply ingrained loyalty to the Emperor of the feudal era made Su Li believe that the Eldest Prince, such an unfilial progeny, was hers.

She truly empathized with the pain.

She worried for the Emperor and felt anxious for him.

Su Li stood in the room, listening to the elders of the Su Residence shut themselves in and vehemently denounce the Eldest Prince’s treason.

She responded politely, but her thoughts had drifted elsewhere.

She hadn’t expected the old Taoist’s actions to be so swift, to have dealt with the Eldest Prince so quickly.

According to her stepfather, the Eldest Prince had been reported for plotting rebellion, and undeniable evidence had been found in the cellar of his mansion.

Strangely, the Eldest Prince was found unconscious and severely injured in the cellar, originally his supporters were clamoring that he had been framed, even missing a finger.

If he really had planned it, he certainly wouldn’t have mutilated himself.

Seeing his son in such a dire state, the Emperor, moved by paternal love, was furious.

But after summoning a Taoist dressed elder into the palace, the crime of the Eldest Prince plotting rebellion was quickly confirmed.

Since the founding of the dynasty, there had been few cases of sons being imprisoned by their fathers. The Eldest Prince, Su Li heard, had been confined to his own Prince Mansion.

Even if he hadn’t been confined, he probably wouldn’t have lived much longer anyway.

Many Imperial Physicians had diagnosed that the Eldest Prince was severely poisoned and hanging by a thread was already fortunate. To expect him to speak or walk out of his sickbed was something only immortals could achieve.

Su Li subtly inquired a few questions to her stepfather, and seeing that it did not involve her, she lost interest and shifted the topic.

If that Taoist couldn’t handle even this small matter perfectly, she would indeed regret the extra jerky she had given him.

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These days, Su Li always felt a sense of dread, even King Cup seemed somewhat restless and uneasy.

Her strength now was incomparable to when she first arrived in this world.

If initially, she needed the power of King Cup to subdue the Carp Spirit, now she could capture it in no more than three moves.

The cultivation technique from the Nameless Dao Scripture circulated automatically within her, rapidly absorbing the Spiritual Energy from the surroundings, bolstering her own Spiritual Power.

Also, having consumed the flesh and blood of the Carp Spirit and the Cuttlefish Spirit, it was not just a simple case of one plus one equals two but a qualitative change brought about by quantitative accumulation.

When she released her Divine Sense, Su Li could distinctly feel that there were two people in the Imperial City whose cultivation levels were similar to hers.

But her spiritual power was higher. As her Divine Sense swept over them, they detected nothing; it appeared they were speaking with the Emperor.

"My son, not only do you wish to seize power but also covet the Great Dao; even I cannot desire those..."

"Why should the Emperor be angry? Such thoughts are definitely unachievable. Being born in the Imperial Family, there is basically no chance of advancing upon the Great Dao. Heaven is fair; it cannot let you have it all..."

The Emperor awkwardly pursed his lips in reply, "The Immortal Master speaks the truth."

Su Li glanced over and then looked away.

At her level of cultivation, any unusual sensations were definitely for a reason.

Suddenly, a fortunate insight struck Su Li, and she remembered the scene she witnessed when the Carp Spirit transformed in front of its mother.

Could the unease be related to that?

Yes, it had to be. Giving birth for demons was more difficult than for humans, also emphasizing lineage. Perhaps the mother had some special means to sense even the extinction of Yu Jiaolan.

The large carp that day was merely injured at its core and heavily wounded, not dead.

Having realized this, Su Li casually informed her family that she wanted to travel and then packed a simple bag and left the Su Residence.

Even as Jinbao threw a tantrum, wanting to accompany her to take care of the young master’s meals and daily needs, Su Li did not agree.

She needed to travel further to avoid involving the people of Su Residence.

Should the demon go berserk, heedlessly involving many innocents in the Imperial City could result in an unwarranted disaster, and it would be her fault.

Merit is hard to accumulate but fades as quickly as flowing water, which Su Li was reluctant to lose.

After leaving the city gates, Su Li continued on foot for about ten miles, then found a hidden location, tossed up a piece of talisman paper, which suddenly expanded from the size of a palm to two meters long and one meter wide and hovered in mid-air.

Su Li jumped on it, settled herself, and with a thought, the talisman paper carried her towards a distant mountaintop.

This was a new method of using Daoist Skill invented by Su Li—essential for home travel, very convenient.

The mountaintop Su Li chose was mostly covered with a layer of yellow mud and large rocks, very few flowers and plants grew around, and even the Spiritual Energy floating in the air was much less than other places.

This spot had been carefully selected by Su Li, rarely visited by others; even in a fight, there was no worry about destroying the surrounding environment.

Don’t underestimate a mother protecting her children; when she gets frenzied...

After reaching the area, Su Li settled at the highest point of the mountain, sat down on the ground, and closed her eyes to cultivate her spirit.

By the afternoon, the sweltering weather had not left a single trace on Su Li; she was still feeling fresh and cool, not a bead of sweat in sight.

From out of nowhere, a cluster of dark clouds rapidly moved from afar, and in the blink of an eye, gathered right above Su Li.

The howling wind swept over the mountaintop, sounding like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.

The air, previously hot, suddenly cooled down, and soon the top of the mountain was dusted with mist about to turn into snowflakes.

It seemed as though the entire world, in an instant, had shifted from the scorching heat of summer to the bitter cold of deep winter.

Yet within a meter around Su Li, the howling wind and cold temperature did not affect her at all.