After His Demise, the Demon Lord's Doted Canary Finally Sees the Light - Chapter 66

The long spear was sharp and swift, kicking up a cloud of dust from the ground. Although the moves were not complicated and were even basic, they still showed the wielder’s deep and practiced skill.

The wounds on his knees had not yet healed, so Jiufang Cangze didn’t dare to make any big movements. He only performed a few moves to satisfy his craving before stopping.

Suddenly, a round of applause came from behind him.

He saw Yujian applauding to show his support. “Your Lordship, what fine spearmanship!”

Jiufang Cangze’s expression was frozen, and the blood in his body seemed to solidify.

The reason was not Yujian, but the person standing next to him.

The cold, clear eyes stared at him without expression, not saying a word, and then the person turned and left.

Just that one glance was enough to make the heart that had finally found a moment of peace start beating wildly again.

Jiufang Cangze’s mind was a mess. He was delayed for a long time, and it wasn’t until dusk began to fall that he hurriedly rushed to the city gates.

As expected, he was the last to arrive. Shengyan  and a light-robed figure were already waiting for him.

His eyes were bad when the light dimmed, so he only felt that the person next to Shengyan looked familiar. It wasn’t until he got closer that his brain went “BZZT—” and exploded.

Shengyan didn’t notice anything was wrong. He grinned and put an arm around him, introducing him enthusiastically. “Chuanze, this is the big shot I was telling you about! The Sect Leader of the Thousand Thoughts Sect, Sect Leader Qiu Fuxue!”

Jiufang Cangze’s expression was frozen. His soul had already left his body, and he couldn’t react at all.

But the thick-skinned Shengyan continued to pull him and introduce him to Qiu Fuxue. “Sect Leader Qiu, this is my new good brother. His name is Chuanze!”

A hint of a smile flashed in Qiu Fuxue’s normally calm eyes. He tilted his head slightly and hummed in response.

Shengyan continued to dig his own grave. “Sect Leader Qiu, my brother here is so pathetic! The person he loved got betrothed to someone else. He drank an entire tavern dry yesterday. I was afraid he’d do something foolish, so I decided to bring him on this trip… Mmm mmm…!”

“Nonsense!”

Jiufang Cangze desperately covered Shengyan’s mouth. His cheeks were flushed, and he wanted to silence the man right there.

Qiu Fuxue’s lips curved subtly. “It’s getting late. Let’s go.”

With that, he summoned his sword spirit. The little sword spirit gave a dramatic yawn, and its body suddenly grew dozens of times in size, turning into a pitch-black little boat.

The three of them got on the boat, and the sword spirit carried them up into the sky.

The howling night wind swept past their ears. Qiu Fuxue stood in front, facing the night, his clothes fluttering. He was a striking sight against the dark sky.

Jiufang Cangze and Shengyan huddled together, lost in a daze as they looked at the back of the person in front.

It was then that Shengyan finally realized that the look in his good brother’s eyes was wrong.

He patted Jiufang Cangze’s arm and whispered, “Hey! Hey! Stop looking!”

His muddled thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Jiufang Cangze glared at him with displeasure. “What?”

Shengyan said self-righteously, “Do you remember how badly you cried yesterday?! You forgot about that ‘best flower’ so quickly!”

Jiufang Cangze choked. “…I didn’t forget.”

Shengyan put his arm around his head, turned away, and whispered, “Brother, it’s not me trying to give you a hard time. Although you’re a little disfigured, you’re still a handsome man. What kind of beauty can’t you find? But this Sect Leader Qiu… you should just give up…”

“Why?” There was a hint of grievance in Jiufang Cangze’s voice. If it weren’t for Qiu Fuxue, his face wouldn’t be disfigured.

Shengyan scratched his ears and cheeks, unsure how to explain it to him.

When Qiu Fuxue first took control of the Thousand Thoughts Sect, he was challenged by all kinds of forces. Coupled with the demon invasion, no one had a good outlook for him. But in just one short year, the Thousand Thoughts Sect had proven all those who looked down on him wrong.

“He’s the leader of the immortal sects! Since he took power, the demon realm has had to change its Lord twice because of him!”

Shengyan spoke with exaggerated embellishments, but the other man’s temples throbbed as he listened.

“That’s because the demon realm had internal strife!”

“That’s not important,” Shengyan waved his hand dismissively. “What’s important is that Sect Leader Qiu is so perfect, no one can be worthy of him! NO. ONE.”

Fortunately, he wasn’t a human, Jiufang Cangze thought with a stroke of luck. It seemed that in the year he was gone, the Thousand Thoughts Sect had spread a lot of rumors to secure its position.

The two of them thought they were being discreet and spoke in low voices, but they didn’t know that Qiu Fuxue in front of them had heard every word.

Under the cover of night, a rare, genuine smile appeared on his cold face.

The sword spirit was very fast. In just an hour, it brought them to their destination.

Before coming, Qiu Fuxue had investigated thoroughly. The place was called Ruibai Town (Ruibai Zhen, located at the northernmost part of Moonrise City. It was not on any major roads for horse-drawn carriages. Aside from the necessary transportation of supplies, it had almost no contact with the outside world.

A closed-off, poor town suddenly had three conspicuously dressed strangers arrive. The residents looked at them with strange expressions.

Shengyan habitually whistled. “By tomorrow, the whole town will know we’re here.”

After countless trials, the gazes of others had no effect on Qiu Fuxue. He took out the map that Lanzhi had provided and found the town’s only inn. He went forward and knocked on the door.

The night was as dark as ink. At this time, most households had their doors shut and their lights on. A few who worked late were just now starting to cook.

But for some reason, perhaps a custom, every door had a glass bottle-like object hanging on it with a faint light inside.

A barren town that didn’t interact with the outside world was using expensive glass. It was enough to make anyone suspicious.

The three of them waited in front of the inn for a long time before the owner came to open the door, his face full of apologies. “I’m sorry, gentlemen, but our inn is only for locals.”

“Locals?” Jiufang Cangze said with a laugh. “Locals can run a round trip in this small place in fifteen minutes. Why would they stay at your inn?”

“Oh—!” Shengyan pushed his way in front of him, shoving him to the side. He took out a token and showed it to the innkeeper. He said mysteriously, “We’re from the Imperial City. Give us a hand, will you?”

With that, he winked at the innkeeper.

Just as Jiufang Cangze thought this trick wouldn’t work, the innkeeper hesitated for a moment and then reluctantly nodded, letting them stay.

Throughout the entire process, Qiu Fuxue hadn’t said a single word. Before Shengyan put the token away, he keenly noticed that it had the character “Lan” carved on it.

The Lan family had immense power in the Imperial City. To these ordinary people, the authority of the Imperial City was far more intimidating than the mysterious techniques of the immortal sects.

Lanzhi hadn’t helped him for no reason. Aside from getting the authority of the city lord’s manor, Shengyan was the person he had forced upon him.

He just hadn’t expected it to be a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

The innkeeper arranged for three of the best rooms. Before they went upstairs, the gaze from behind made Jiufang Cangze feel uncomfortable.

He took advantage of Shengyan’s inattention and turned back, whispering, “A-Xue, why do you keep looking at me?”

Qiu Fuxue’s expression was as normal as ever. He walked past him and said lightly, “Your clothes aren’t clean. They’re dirty.”