"Thus, Ye Yu stayed at the Chaotic Demon City Lord’s mansion."
"However, many doubts filled his mind."
"For example, who exactly was the one who asked Ye Jizui to look after him?"
"Where was that treacherous bastard Jing Yanxin hiding?"
"They said Ye Jizui was severely injured—so why did he still want to keep Ye Yu here?"
"Also, was he really hurt because of the calamity in the demon world?"
"So many questions plagued Ye Yu’s thoughts."
"After pondering for a long time, he returned once again to the front of the main hall, preparing to meet Ye Jizui."
"At that moment, Sang Yuyun suddenly appeared ahead and blocked Ye Yu’s way."
"'Now is Lord Ye’s rest time. Come back later!'"
"Though curious, Ye Yu said nothing more."
"Just as he was about to leave, Ye Jizui’s voice came from inside the hall."
"'Is that Ye Yu? Let him in!'"
"With those words, Sang Yuyun naturally dared not block him further and stepped aside."
"Ye Yu went straight inside and once again saw Ye Jizui."
"Only two days had passed, but the latter’s face seemed more weathered, yet his eyes remained sharp and bright."
"Ye Jizui yawned and said softly, 'There’s something I forgot to tell you. Strictly speaking, I belong to the Owl clan, accustomed to being active at night and resting by day. So try not to bother me during the daytime—it disturbs my sleep.'"
"Hearing this, Ye Yu’s expression became extremely amused."
"‘Disturb your sleep’? Does that sound like something a Heavenly Demon Realm expert would say?"
"To be honest, cultivators above Foundation Establishment stage don’t need sleep."
"They only need to meditate quietly for half an hour to substitute a full night’s rest."
"Even higher-level cultivators need even less."
"And now Ye Jizui suddenly talks about ‘disturbing sleep’—Ye Yu was truly thrown off."
"He nodded hesitantly."
"Ye Jizui seemed to notice his doubt and smiled, saying, 'I know what you’re thinking—how could someone at my level still need sleep?'"
"'Well, it’s unavoidable. It’s a lingering effect from an old injury. Nothing serious. By the way, why did you come to see me today?'"
"Hearing this, Ye Yu no longer hesitated and directly asked the questions in his heart."
"Ye Jizui did not hold back and basically gave all the answers."
"Jing Yanxin was originally the most promising future clan leader of the Sword-Tail Centipede tribe."
"But because of his murderous intent, he secretly slaughtered eighty-nine clan members to practice demonic cultivation."
"As a result, he became a target of his own tribe’s pursuit."
"This time, he stole young demons from various major clans, clearly intending to create chaos in Chaotic Demon City for his own gain."
"People were already assigned to capture him, and news should ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) come soon."
"As for rumors outside that I was injured in the demon world’s calamity, those were all nonsense."
"Some demons were just spreading false stories, which I don’t bother to respond to."
"My injuries are old ones that recently flared up."
"Just as you guessed, the wounds are indeed severe, but I should be fine for another few decades."
"The reason I keep you here is to hide your sharpness."
"If you show too much brilliance, it makes some people uncomfortable and attracts covetous eyes."
"After all, your way of doing things is too strange—it’s hard not to notice you!"
"So staying in Chaotic Demon City for a while is all benefit and no harm."
"Later, I will give you demon artifacts to conceal your cultivation and mask your aura."
"As for the last question—who asked me to take care of you—that cannot be told to you now."
"And don’t guess wildly; it’s meaningless!"
"Perhaps because he was sleepy, Ye Jizui nearly nodded off while saying this."
"Ye Yu’s expression grew serious. ‘Meaningless?’"
"Could it be... it’s not the person he suspected in his heart?"
"Ye Yu couldn’t figure it out, but seeing Ye Jizui about to fall asleep, he hurriedly revealed the real reason for his visit."
"'Staying in Chaotic Demon City is fine, but why not gather some demon clans to listen to my lectures on justice? That way, there would surely be fewer disputes inside!'"
"Ye Yu’s idea was simple."
"Time must not be wasted!"
"Since he had found the correct way to reliably farm talent points, he intended to persist."
"Only two thousand more justice points were needed to unlock the Heavenly-tier lottery."
"Ye Yu really looked forward to seeing what he would draw then."
"Was it not enough to fulfill just one wish, high or low?"
"Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the nearly asleep Ye Jizui suddenly perked up."
"He said sternly, 'Stop, stop! Don’t bring up that justice nonsense! You’re clearly a sheep demon; can’t you do something befitting your kind?'"
"‘Teaching demons justice? Saying that out loud is laughable! I won’t allow you to do that—at least not now!’"
"After saying this, Ye Jizui waved his big sleeve, and Ye Yu’s figure instantly vanished from the spot."
"The hall doors slammed shut suddenly."
"Darkness fell all around."
"'Hmm, finally I can get a good sleep!'"
"Meanwhile, Ye Yu’s figure had already appeared somewhere in Chaotic Demon City."
"Damn it, ridiculous! Why is justice so misunderstood?"
"No one said demons aren’t allowed to seek justice!"
"No one can stop me from teaching other demons to walk the path of justice!"
"Ye Yu immediately prepared to seek Ye Jizui again to discuss this matter."
"'What? He forbids it? Then do it secretly?'"
"‘Doing it secretly can only attract a few demons?’"
"If Ye Jizui could just wave his hand and have all the young demons come to my lectures, that would really be taking off!"
"However, when Ye Yu reached the city center, he suddenly stopped."
"There was a huge drum stored there!"
"Innumerable intricate demon patterns were carved around it, making it look very advanced."
"At this moment, Jing Yanxin’s instructions came back to Ye Yu’s mind."
"On the second day in Chaotic Demon City, go to the city center and strike the drum ninety-nine times eighty-one beats."
"As long as that is done, our great cause will succeed!"
"But back then, Ye Yu had no intention of helping Jing Yanxin."
"He had only come to Chaotic Demon City because of those hundred young demons."
"Now passing by this place again, Ye Yu couldn’t help but wonder—what would really happen if he actually struck the drum ninety-nine times eighty-one beats?"
