“At that moment, Ye Yu’s expression became utterly priceless.”
“What on earth are these demon flowers and this envelope?”
“It feels like things have just gotten more complicated.”
Before Ye Yu could ponder further, Xu Nanqiao placed the love letter from the table into his hand.
She said, “Just one incense stick’s time ago, Mo Geilian left, claiming these were items you asked him to deliver to me. Ye Yu, Ye Yu—you’ve surprised me. I never knew you could write such sappy love letters.”
“How could you even write... those terms of endearment? You really are something!”
A rare blush crept across Xu Nanqiao’s cheeks.
Ye Yu nearly collapsed from mortification. What “terms of endearment”? He hastily unfolded the letter and read attentively.
The letter was written entirely in his name, professing love to Xu Nanqiao, even calling her “little sweetness” and “little darling.” Every line made his skin crawl.
So greasy—he’d crown Mo Geilian the Demon Realm’s King of Greaseballs!
What sort of nonsense was this fiend up to? Instead of keeping company with his own fairy demon mate, he’d traveled all the way to Eastern Yao Prefecture to pull this stunt. Unbelievable!
Seeing Xu Nanqiao’s puzzled gaze, Ye Yu quickly explained, “If I told you this was all Mo Geilian’s prank and I had no knowledge of it, would you believe me?”
“Do you think I would?” she replied.
Her retort sent Ye Yu scratching his head. He produced his communication stone to prove his innocence—but the moment he grasped it, it emitted a white light.
Then Mo Geilian’s voice came through:
“Hey, Big Brother. I just did you a favor you’ll praise me for. In your name, I sent flowers and a love letter to Xu Nanqiao of Eastern Yao Prefecture. You said you liked the delicate type, and she looked suitably delicate. Besides, she saved your life—she and you would be so happy together. According to my calculations, she ought to contact you soon. Just acknowledge it all when she does. And don’t thank me—I’m your brother, after all!”
Upon hearing this, both Ye Yu and Xu Nanqiao froze.
What was this? A coincidence?
Before Ye Yu could ask, Mo Geilian had laid it all out. Now the truth was clear.
Ye Yu spread his hands and said softly, “Case closed. It was Mo Geilian’s prank—don’t take it to heart. If you’re unhappy, give me those flowers and I’ll stuff them in his mouth myself. Let him taste the consequences of deciding for others!”
Xu Nanqiao waved her hand. “The demon flowers are pretty—let them decorate the hall. But it really was a ridiculous mix-up. I thought maybe you had feelings for me.”
At that, Ye Yu raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing. Oh, and thanks for the cultivation manuals.”
She nodded toward the books, offering her thanks again—but her tone had turned noticeably cooler.
Ye Yu was puzzled. “So many ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) mood swings... What did I do this time?”
Just then, a male demon burst in. Spotting Ye Yu, Xu Nanqiao, and the demon flowers behind them, he froze, then backed out—carefully closing the hall door behind him.
Xu Nanqiao frowned. “Zhou Liangce, get in here.”
The door stayed shut, but the demon’s voice came from outside: “My Lord Demon Sovereign, may I enter now?”
Xu Nanqiao glanced at Ye Yu and replied gruffly, “Enter whenever you like.”
Over the past days, Xu Nanqiao had firmly taken her place as Demon Lord of Eastern Yao Prefecture—she’d appointed no one to replace her.
Soon, the man named Zhou Liangce entered, cast a wary glance at Ye Yu, and whispered, “Reporting, Demon Lord: we’ve received word that many fairies have appeared near the passage between the Demon Realm and the Celestial Realm. It seems the Celestial Realm is counterattacking. The demons of Qintian Prefecture are already engaged, and demons from other prefectures are moving to support them. What are your orders?”
The passage lay in Qintian Prefecture, so its demons naturally bore the brunt.
Xu Nanqiao said coldly, “Gather our forces at once. A Celestial counterattack threatens the entire Demon Realm—we must aid our brethren!”
Upon her command, Zhou Liangce hurried off to prepare.
She turned to Ye Yu and asked quietly, “Will you go?”
“Of course,” Ye Yu declared righteously. “I told you before: when the Celestial Realm attacks, I’ll stand before you all!”
Such battle-honed opportunities he could not pass up.
Xu Nanqiao picked up one of the demon flowers and placed it before Ye Yu. “Here—take a bouquet. Promise me you won’t kill me, okay?”
Ye Yu was bewildered—until Xu Nanqiao slowly uttered four words, and he understood instantly:
“Demon Lord’s Assassin!”
Ye Yu’s face flushed with embarrassment. “Don’t worry—I’d never kill you!”
Xu Nanqiao’s eyes sparkled as she smiled gently. “Then should I thank you for sparing my life?”
“Enough with that tone,” Ye Yu muttered. “Or I’ll have Mo Geilian write you more love letters—greasy to death!”
Ye Yu smirked and left the Demon Lord Hall, making for Lotus Flower Prefecture.
Two hours later, near the outer reaches of the passage between Qintian Prefecture’s Demon Realm and the Celestial Realm, nearly a hundred fairies clashed with Qintian’s demons. Reinforcements poured in: newly appointed Demon Lords from every prefecture arrived one by one.
Seeing only a handful of fairies, they hesitated to strike, cautiously scanning their surroundings.
What were they looking for?
They were waiting to see if Ye Yu would appear.
Each knew exactly how they’d risen to power: if Ye Yu hadn’t spared the other Demon Lords, none of them would occupy their thrones. Now that they sat in those seats, they had no desire to repeat past mistakes.
Some of the more familiar Demon Lords even grouped together, hiding within the demon army to exchange whispered strategies.
