This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 267 - 259: Do You Also Wish to Dance?

Chapter 267: Chapter 259: Do You Also Wish to Dance?

"Meow! Meow! Keep drinking!"

The serene Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool, which was supposed to be tranquil as usual, suddenly faced an unexpected situation on this day—a drunken mythical beast of unknown origin appeared within the sect. It was like a stone tossed into a lake, rippling waves upon the surface.

Old Master Orange clasped the wine jar Fang Zhi had left him with, staggering along while pouring spiritual wine mixed with snowflakes into his mouth, muttering something indecipherable as he drank.

This strange beast, which no one could recognize, broke the peaceful daily routine of Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool.

Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool is nestled among the Snow Mountain ranges, perennially covered in heavy snow without sunlight and with temperatures so frigid that water turns to ice. Such harsh conditions are intentionally used by the sect to temper the disciples’ temperament.

Even among all the super forces, only the Desert North Zen Sect could compete with the hardship of Extreme East Sword Pond.

Thus, life in such a sect was extremely boring and tedious. The entertainment for the disciples of Heavenly Pool every day, apart from stabbing the falling snowflakes with their swords to see who could catch the most, was grouping together the snow and wind with their swords and then using Sword Intent to carve various snowmen and ice sculptures.

Even the method of confession in Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool was unique and stood out from the rest, have you ever seen someone holding a sword threaded with a thousand non-melting snowflakes to confess to their favored female cultivator?

Strength showcased what it meant for the difference between ice sculptures and sand sculptures to be just a thought away.

Although the female cultivators of Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool were comparatively colder in personality, their minds were still fine. Even knowing that confessors were expressing their love through their advanced Sword Dao cultivation, not many normal women actually liked that.

To put it in one sentence: Very touched, but I refuse!

So when a cute, wobbly beast carrying a wine bottle appeared in the sect, everyone got quite excited. The eyes of all the female cultivators were drawn to this adorable beast, while the male disciples, wanting to show off in front of their crushes, thought of catching the seemingly harmless beast to gain favor.

Although the beast appeared mysterious and everyone firmly couldn’t see through its cultivation realm, with Old Master Orange’s deceptive appearance, no one thought such a cute and rule-breaking beast could pose much of a threat.

But when a group of male cultivators started to take action, they found out, to their surprise, they couldn’t beat it!

"Where did this beast come from? How can it be so strong?"

The faces of all cultivators who took action directly showed two claw marks that glaringly informed others that Old Master Orange was not to be trifled with.

"Hmm? You also want to dance, meow?"

Drunk Old Master Orange, his eyes barely open, swayed uncertainly, and after throwing out a set of drunken cat boxing moves, followed by a beckoning cat claw action, he managed to dazzle the female cultivators around him with his cuteness.

Too, too cute!!

"Damn it!" The male disciples who got their faces scratched felt indignant, unable to believe that after so many years of hard cultivation, they couldn’t even beat a drunken beast, especially embarrassing themselves at such a time.

Old Master Orange was inherently talented, and the cultivation technique he practiced was a unique one he had prepared for himself when he was still a Heavenly Dao Spirit, he was just too lazy to cultivate.

In addition, after wreaking havoc in the Elixir Room of Purple Cloud Sect and sleeping in a secret realm for three months, his cultivation soared directly to the Fourth Realm, overtaking Liang Yi and annoying him half to death.

It was unthinkable that his year of hard work on cultivation tasks couldn’t compare to Old Master Orange, who spent his days sleeping and eating dried fish. This was simply unreasonable!

"Little Orange Cat, don’t run around."

A youthful female voice as clear as a spirit bird chimed from behind the crowd.

"Is that voice... Fairy Su?"

The Heavenly Pool disciples who were initially just watching the excitement felt a jolt in their hearts, they were all too familiar with this voice, the little sister from Taoist Sect who, with her single sword, made it impossible for the eight true inheritors of Heavenly Pool to raise their heads.

To this day, her serene and cool figure, reminiscent of a moon goddess from an Immortal Palace, was still deeply etched in their minds. Just recalling that image could immerse them in thoughts they found hard to extricate themselves from.

"Uh... it’s Youyi, meow..."

Old Master Orange turned around, trying to wave away the five illusory figures in front of him. After finally clearing up and seeing only one figure left, he recognized the person coming.

He tossed aside the wine jar carelessly, and with a leap, Old Master Orange pounced onto Su Youyi’s shoulder, reddened face patting Su Youyi’s earlobe, murmuring:

"Where’s that stinker Liang Yi, why didn’t he come to pick up Old Master Meow?"

"Senior brother couldn’t make it over, Little Orange must be good."

Su Youyi’s tone was gentle, coaxing Old Master Orange in a soft voice like she was comforting a child.

Old Master Orange looked up and vaguely saw Liang Yi standing in the far distance. Then, overwhelmed by drowsiness, he promptly collapsed on Su Youyi’s shoulder. He feebly pulled at her jet-black hair, covering himself with it like a blanket over his belly, and immediately his body went limp as he fell sound asleep.

"Sorry for the disturbance, everyone!"

Su Youyi bowed, picking up the empty wine jar from the ground and apologizing to everyone around.

After discussing the future development plans of Purple Cloud Sect in Fuhua Palace, they were brought back by Senior Brother He Zhiqing while their master and the other two stayed in Fuhua Palace for unknown reasons.

While Su Youyi was talking with her senior brother, she inadvertently let Old Master Orange run out with the wine jar, causing such a commotion.

Originally, Senior Brother planned to personally capture Beast Uncle Tangerine and bring him back, but Su Youyi suddenly remembered that the disciples of the Sword Pond seemed to harbor an enigmatic malice towards Senior Brother. Therefore, to avoid trouble, Su Youyi decided to come alone.

Su Youyi’s apology was sincere and brief, before everyone snapped back to reality and could react, the person and beast in front of them had vanished without a trace, and their search yielded no signs of them.

"Senior Brother, little Tangerine has been found."

Su Youyi avoided the others and returned to Liang Yi’s side, carrying the soundly sleeping Beast Uncle Tangerine, who was limp as if a puddle of liquid.

"Eh, this old gentleman really is a handful."

Liang Yi’s face took on a melancholy hue as he took the drunk-as-a-lord Beast Tangerine from his junior sister.

The wine provided by Elder Fang was not some common fare, usually served cup by cup to guests. Who knew that Uncle Tangerine never used a cup when drinking, just dived in headfirst for a deep gulp, it’s indeed his profound realm that saved his feline life from not dying drunk on the spot.

"Ha ha, I didn’t expect the son of a Primordial Saint to be so casual." He Zhiqing’s eyes twinkled with amusement, finding the Young Master of the Demon Clan quite interesting after their short interaction.

"Hmph, gluttonous and lascivious, a scumbag cat!" Liang Yi huffed, shaking Uncle Tangerine from side to side, creating wavelike motions.

Chen Hua and the other three big shots became curious after Elder Zi casually mentioned Uncle Tangerine’s theft of Spirit Pills; after all, the medicinal power contained in those pills was more than enough to burst a Sixth Realm cultivator, and yet Uncle Tangerine only slept for three months before bouncing back lively, his realm also leaping by a great margin.

They had all sensed the presence of the Heavenly Dao, and had seen the spirits of trees and rivers, but it was their first time encountering a lively Heavenly Dao Spirit, and they took this opportunity to thoroughly investigate it.

Despite Uncle Tangerine’s extreme reluctance, a fallen phoenix is inferior to a chicken, and he had no say in the face of this gang of bullies, so he was thoroughly inspected inside and out.

Not a shred of privacy was spared, so afterward, he sought solace in alcohol, hoping to forget this humiliating period.

However, the joint efforts of the big shots did indeed uncover a talent in Uncle Tangerine that even he himself hadn’t realized, a devouring talent similar to that of the ancient ferocious beast, Taotie.

Compared to the more destruction-focused devouring of Taotie, his devoured to replenish himself with anything, not just limited to Spirit Pills, as long as he wished and his realm was sufficient, there was nothing he couldn’t swallow.

Fortunately, this Young Master of the Demon Clan had a good nature, or rather a lazy disposition, too lethargic to utilize such a monstrous talent, and his devouring of those Spirit Pills was merely out of gluttony.

Liang Yi wasn’t too surprised; the Tangerine cat’s big appetite was a regular occurrence, wasn’t it?

"What are your plans next, Young Master Liang?" He Zhiqing shifted his gaze from the soundly sleeping Beast Tangerine to Liang Yi.

Senior Sister Yu is already waiting for him at the Mountain Gate of the Heavenly Pool; after parting with Young Master Liang, he would leave first with the Sect Elder according to the master’s instructions. The master had also instructed them not to wait for him and to return to the sect in advance to prepare for reversing the destiny of Yu Gejing.

While walking, Liang Yi pondered with furrowed brows. There was about half a month left until the public beta of the game, and his original intention was to handle the matters of Purple Cloud Sect first before directly leading those inner test players into the sect.

But with the master still having business here, he was forced to delay for a day or two.

"Once Master finishes his business, we will also set off for Youdao Mountain, set up the Purple Cloud Sect’s residence first, and then visit Complete Heaven Sect."

Fang Zhi had already informed Liang Yi about Senior Sister Yu’s situation, so Liang Yi planned to make a detour to Complete Heaven Sect.

"Mm, I will then trouble Young Master Liang at that time." He Zhiqing made a formal bow earnestly, as he was very concerned about Senior Sister Yu’s matter.

"The key role is still played by Elder Fang; I’m just a lucky charm," Liang Yi said with a laugh and a wave of his hand.

"I want to go too!" Su Youyi, who had been quietly listening, suddenly perked up and tugged on Liang Yi’s sleeve, declaring that she did not want to stay on Youdao Mountain all the time; without her senior brother, she would be bored to death.

"Alright, alright, I’ll take you." Liang Yi, feeling dizzy from his junior sister’s shaky hold, quickly grasped her small hand and helplessly agreed.

"Then I’ll wait for Young Master Liang’s arrival at Complete Heaven Sect."

Looking up and noticing the lateness of the sky, and thinking of Senior Sister Yu who was awaiting him, He Zhiqing wasted no more time, bidding farewell to Liang Yi with a carefree gesture.

"Mm, until we meet again!"

"Goodbye, Senior Brother He!"

Su Youyi also sweetly waved farewell to He Zhiqing along with her senior brother.

He Zhiqing smiled and nodded, and in the next second, he was surrounded by stardust, vanishing on the spot like a shooting star streaking across the night sky as he flew into the distance.

"Phew, finally I can get some proper rest."

Liang Yi crossed his arms and stretched leisurely with a yawn, casually brushing off the snowflakes that had landed on his junior sister’s head.

Ever since they left the lands of the Demon Clan, Liang Yi hadn’t had a proper rest and had been maintaining a tense state until now.

Holding Uncle Tangerine, Su Youyi’s lips curved slightly upward, humbly accepting the care from her senior brother. Though the snow filled the sky, the warmth from her senior brother still made her heart feel cozily warm; she really liked this warm feeling.

"Are you Liang Yi?"

An abrupt, cold voice directly shattered the warm moment between Liang Yi and his junior sister.