After Forcibly Taking The Beautiful, Powerful, And Tragic Demon Lord As A Concubine - Chapter 4

“Caw, caw—”

The sound of birds chirping drifted in from outside the window once more.

The crowd at the entrance, who had been struck dumb with terror, began to bustle and clamor again.

The malevolent demonic energy that had accumulated over Chengtian Valley had finally dissipated. The dark clouds fled, the lightning ceased, and Lin Xueqing was finally able to take a deep breath, feeling as though he had come back to life.

However, he was well aware.

Now was far from the time to relax.

Although Ye Mingjing had given him a slim chance of survival and had not followed the original plan to succumb to demonic possession—which would have sent Lin directly to the pigsty—he had only given him three days.

Once those three days were up.

If Lin Xueqing could not fulfill his promise, he would die all the same.

Lin Xueqing could not place his hopes on Ye Mingjing showing mercy or letting him off the hook. After all, as early as a hundred years ago, Ye Mingjing’s store of mercy had already been depleted.

His compassion had once ruined him.

It had caused him to fall from the heavens into the mortal dust, descending from a high and mighty position to being as lowly as foul mud.

This time, no matter who it was, he would not show the slightest bit of soft-heartedness again.

“Yes, Your Honor.”

Lin Xueqing accepted this three-day pact and respectfully smoothed out the hem of Ye Mingjing’s robes.

Ye Mingjing closed his eyes again, maintaining an attitude of having no desire to say another word to Lin Xueqing unless the promise was actually fulfilled.

Feeling guilty, Lin Xueqing offered two or three more complimentary remarks before taking the initiative to excuse himself. Having received Ye Mingjing’s permission, he lifted the hem of his robes, pushed open the door, and walked out of the bridal chamber with measured steps.

The moment he pushed the door open.

As expected.

A large crowd of people was waiting at the entrance.

Seeing Lin Xueqing emerge so early, and seeing that his wedding attire was perfectly neat with no sign of having been removed at all.

Everyone was immensely surprised:

“Young Master, on the night of the bridal chamber and candlelit flowers, you’re coming out just like this?”

Lin Xueqing glanced sideways at the people crowding the doorway and snapped irritably, “I’ve come out, so what?”

Immediately, someone started jeering: “Young Master, you’re no good at this!”

Lin Xueqing: “Who’s no good?”

Don’t you go talking nonsense!

Another person winked and chimed in, “Ah, Senior Brother Qi’s words are misplaced. How could it be that the Young Master is no good? The Young Master is full of majestic vigor, at the very age to engage in a great battle of three hundred rounds; surely it must be that auntie surnamed Ye who is no good.”

“True, that person surnamed Ye… Ouch!”

With a loud boom.

Before the words had fully left his mouth, the two speakers were kicked flying, one after the other.

The crowd was shocked.

The two who had been kicked held their behinds, looking at Lin Xueqing in disbelief.

“Young Master, you… you, why did you suddenly hit us!”

“That’s right, Young Master, what exactly did we say wrong? Even if your wedding night didn’t go smoothly, you can’t take your anger out on us!”

Lin Xueqing sneered, and immediately delivered two more harsh kicks to their bodies.

“It’s exactly you two I’m beating! Who gave you permission to be so utterly disrespectful to His Honor? From now on, don’t you dare say you are disciples of my Pill Sect when you go out—every time you say it, I’ll beat you, do you hear me?”

“His Honor? Who is that?”

“…A bunch of idiots, you really are tired of living, not even recognizing the dignified Mingjing Sword Sovereign.”

Lin Xueqing’s liver ached from anger.

Heaven knew how hard he was working to save these people’s little lives.

Just now in the room, in order to stop Ye Mingjing from falling into the demonic path and starting a massacre, he had both knelt and cried; it wouldn’t even be an exaggeration to say he had acted like Ye Mingjing’s grandson.

But in the blink of an eye, these people calling him “Auntie Ye” almost made all his efforts go down the drain.

Did they think it was easy for him to cook up that story?

Was it easy to quench the fire of that great villain Ye Mingjing!

Truly… he was so angry he gave them two more “kuku” kicks.

“Idiots! That’s for shouting nonsense! That’s for shouting nonsense!”

“Ow! Ouch!”

The disciple who had been kicked several times for no apparent reason felt terribly wronged.

Although Lin Xueqing had not used spiritual energy, and these few kicks caused no real harm to a cultivator other than pain, he still felt wronged!

Wasn’t the one who was disrespectful to Ye Mingjing from the very beginning the Young Master himself?

He was the one who said that there would be an extra “auntie” in the future.

That was why they followed suit and called him Auntie Ye.

It was also the Young Master himself who insisted on forcibly marrying a cripple with a missing arm and legs that couldn’t move into the manor. Now that it was the wedding night, he must have finally realized how inconvenient it was to marry a cripple.

“Young Master.”

The disciple’s eyes reddened with grievance: “I know you have bitterness in your heart, but you cannot vent that bitterness on us. If the Young Master is truly frustrated, another day I shall take the Young Master out of the valley to the mortal cities to find some amusement.”

The other kicked disciple echoed hurriedly: “Exactly! I heard that a new ‘Hundred Flowers Pavilion’ has opened in the Great Liang Kingdom; the male and female entertainers inside are all top-tier beauties.”

Lin Xueqing: “…”

At this moment, he finally realized.

In the original book, the minor cannon fodder’s entire family being slaughtered was truly not an unfair fate at all.

These disciples and servants surrounding the bridal chamber were clearly, for the most part, the minor cannon fodder’s confidants.

Like attracts like.

If the confidants were like this, one could well imagine what the minor cannon fodder himself was like.

It was also fortunate that after Ye Mingjing was forcibly married into the valley, the minor cannon fodder—in order to maintain his sense of mystery—had stubbornly saved their first meeting for this very wedding night. Only because of this did Lin Xueqing manage to avoid a “dead on arrival” opening.

However, while Lin Xueqing felt fortunate on one hand.

On the other hand, he naturally did not let down his guard.

After all, this was no simple matter. They were currently right at the door of the bridal chamber, separated only by a wooden door.

He hadn’t used a soundproofing talisman.

The soundproofing of the wooden door was extremely poor.

Earlier, while inside the room, he could hear the noise and heckling of these people outside. In other words, at this moment, Ye Mingjing inside the room could definitely hear the sound of them speaking.

Since that was the case.

Lin Xueqing made a calculation in his heart.

“How do you know that a Hundred Flowers Pavilion has newly opened in the Great Liang Kingdom?”

He asked.

The disciple thought Lin Xueqing was interested and, without much thought, said excitedly: “Naturally, it’s because I went there personally. Young Master, why, are you interested?”

Lin Xueqing’s face turned cold as he shouted furiously: “Absurd! The rules of our Pill Sect state that disciples may not enter the mortal realm without cause. Not only did you secretly go to Great Liang, but you even dared to frequent those places of debauchery… Men! Drag him down, give him a hundred strokes of the cane, and expel him from the sect, never to be re-admitted!”

“What?”

The disciple was dumbfounded after hearing this, feeling as though the sky had collapsed.

In his wildest dreams, he never expected that just because he had secretly visited a mortal brothel once, he would end up being expelled from the sect.

No way?

Was the person in front of him still Lin Xueqing?

The disciple panicked instantly and, forgetting his grievances, scrambled on hands and knees to Lin Xueqing’s feet to beg: “No, Young Master! Young Master, this disciple knows his mistake. I beg the Young Master to spare this disciple this once!”

Lin Xueqing remained unmoved.

He thought to himself: If I spare you, will Ye Mingjing spare me?

Furthermore, in his life, besides hating alcoholism, what Lin Xueqing loathed most was men visiting prostitutes. Disgusting and filthy!

“Get away from me.”

Lin Xueqing kicked him aside, looking as if he were afraid the man would soil his robes. He then looked at the others who were equally dumbfounded and said, “What are you all standing there for? Do my words no longer carry weight now?”

The crowd froze for a moment.

Quickly, everyone reacted.

Although Lin Xueqing was unskilled and was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was the only son of the Grand Elder!

Who didn’t know that Grand Elder Lin Meimei doted on this only son the most?

If anyone provoked Lin Xueqing, Lin Meimei would absolutely make them suffer the consequences.

Moreover, these people themselves were hangers-on of Lin Xueqing. Although Lin Xueqing’s attitude had changed strangely, everyone had no choice but to listen to his words.

Thus, very quickly, two outer disciples took the initiative to step forward and seized the disciple who was still trying to crawl back.

“Senior Brother Li, let’s go.”

“What ‘Senior Brother Li’? Call him Li Jie!”

Li Jie was forcibly dragged away just like that.

After Li Jie was dealt with, the others—especially the one who had chimed in with Li Jie earlier—were trembling with fear.

He tried his best to shrink his presence, scrambled up on his own, brushed off his clothes without a word or a tear, and used his actions to tell Lin Xueqing that he was very obedient and would never dare cause trouble again.

But Lin Xueqing did not let him off either.

“And you, that one surnamed Qi. For showing disrespect to your superiors, you are also sentenced to a hundred strokes of the cane and expulsion from the sect.”

Qi Yue: “?”

“Young Master, I’ve been wronged!”

…This time, Lin Xueqing didn’t even need to speak. As soon as Qi Yue cried out, two more disciples stepped out and dragged Qi Yue away, just like Li Jie.

After these two were dragged off.

The courtyard was indeed much quieter.

No one dared to joke around with Lin Xueqing anymore, and even less did anyone dare to tease the “Auntie Ye” inside the room.

After all, for these people.

Being caned was a small matter, but being expelled from the sect meant total ruin.

The path of cultivation was difficult and fraught with obstacles; a minor cultivator without the protection of a sect was like a leaf on the vast ocean—as soon as the wind blew, they would be scattered.

Although the Pill Sect was not as powerful as the Sword Sect or the Dao Sect.

It was still one of the nine great sects.

Ordinary people went through thousands of hardships just to obtain a spot as an outer disciple; how could they throw it all away here?

One can only blame oneself for not having a mother who is a Soul Transformation stage expert, everyone thought.

As for Lin Xueqing, he couldn’t say he was completely satisfied with the situation, but seeing the terrified and obedient looks on the remaining people’s faces, he did indeed breathe a sigh of relief.

But the crisis was not yet resolved.

He still didn’t dare let down his guard.

If the survival opportunity he had worked so hard to get was ruined by a single sentence from these people, whom could he turn to for justice?

And so, taking advantage of this moment of “killing the chicken to warn the monkey.”

Lin Xueqing solemnly announced the new rules of Chengtian Valley in front of everyone:

“From now on, none of you are allowed to be disrespectful to your superiors or show any slight to the Mingjing Sword Sovereign, do you understand?”

“…Understood.”

How could they dare say they didn’t understand?

Lin Xueqing added: “You must be like me—respect the Sword Sovereign from the bottom of your hearts, cherish the Sword Sovereign, and uphold the Sword Sovereign’s reputation. When you see the Sword Sovereign on ordinary days, you must greet him and call him ‘Your Honor.’ For the three daily meals, he is to be hosted with the highest standards, just like the Sect Master. If the Sword Sovereign says ‘one,’ you are not to say ‘two’; if the Sword Sovereign says ‘east,’ you are not to go ‘west.’ Whatever needs the Sword Sovereign has, you must satisfy them immediately. If you cannot satisfy them… those two just now are your examples, understood?”

“Understood!”

This shout of “understood” was much louder than the previous one.

Clearly, everyone had transitioned from their initial confusion to completely accepting reality at this moment.

Regardless of whether Lin Xueqing was possessed, had entered a demonic state, or whatever.

Since he said so, they would all just do it. It wasn’t anything too difficult. It was better than being like those two disciples who talked back and got expelled, right?

There was even a clever one in the crowd who extrapolated further and asked:

“Then may I ask, Young Master, if the Sword Sovereign’s needs conflict with your instructions, what should we do?”

Lin Xueqing answered without hesitation: “Listen to the Sword Sovereign.”

Everyone: “Understood, understood.”

In other words, if the husband and “wife” fought in the future, they were responsible for handing the sword to Ye Mingjing.