World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 519 - 270: Resurrection or Hell?

Chapter 519: 270: Resurrection or Hell?

Ashi Liren saw Fu Yan’er’s grave dug up and the coffin empty; Fu Yan’er’s "corpse" had vanished into thin air.

Suo Lun guessed correctly; Fu Yan’er was not truly dead. Lord Ashi Luo had merely made her ingest a certain drug to feign death, allowing Ashi Liren to transport her outside the estate for burial, then he sent someone to steal away with Fu Yan’er and revive her.

Though almost two hours behind, Ashi Liren did not give up and began to follow the trail.

The people of Ashi Luo must have left tracks when they stole away with Fu Yan’er’s "body."

But once inside Rou Ran City, the tracks disappeared.

Ashi Liren continued the chase by following the very faint scent of energy.

However, upon reaching a market, even the faintest scent of energy had vanished.

With Ashi Luo’s resourceful subordinates, disappearing without a trace was effortless. Concealing a person within the vast grounds of Rou Ran City was even easier.

From then on, finding Fu Yan’er was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

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In a secret chamber in Rou Ran City, which housed only women, not a single man was present.

"Is the medicinal bath ready?" a female magician asked.

"It’s ready," the female Samurai replied.

In the inner room, a large wooden tub was filled with a verdant medicinal liquid.

And Fu Yan’er lay on a table beside it, still lifeless, without a breath or heartbeat.

"Place her into the medicinal bath," the female magician commanded.

"Yes," the female Samurai replied.

The female Samurai placed Fu Yan’er into the medicinal bath.

Immediately, the icy cold medicinal liquid started to boil! Of course, despite the boiling, the temperature remained very cold. Countless medicinal properties gradually penetrated into Fu Yan’er’s body.

The blind female magician stepped forward and poured a bottle of blood-red potion into Fu Yan’er’s mouth.

A blue energy began to seep out from within Fu Yan’er’s body, merging into the green medicinal bath.

Then, a miracle occurred; Fu Yan’er’s heartbeat returned, as did her breath.

After a few minutes, she opened her eyes.

Then she suddenly leapt out of the tub, shivering violently from the cold, screaming, "So cold, so cold! Quickly, give me clothes to wear. Where am I?"

"Come out," the female Samurai commanded.

Fu Yan’er, trembling, stepped out of the tub, shuddering from the cold.

"Follow me," the female Samurai said and then walked out.

Fu Yan’er followed behind, shaking violently from the cold.

Following the female Samurai through the hall, they arrived at a door.

"Push the door open and enter yourself," the female Samurai instructed.

Fu Yan’er, now not just cold but also shaking with fear, pushed the door open.

Instantly, the room was so blindingly bright she couldn’t open her eyes.

Countless lights, countless pieces of gold, illuminated every detail of the room.

Inside stood a figure shrouded in a red cloak, indistinguishable as male or female, approximately 1.7 meters tall.

At the feet of this person were two beautiful hound puppies.

"Stand in the middle," the person in the red cloak ordered. The voice was hoarse, indistinguishable as male or female.

Fu Yan’er stood trembling in the center of the room, atop a soft woolen carpet.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, many golden mirrors in the room directed beams of light from the lamps onto Fu Yan’er’s body, revealing her every pore in extreme detail.

The person in the red cloak approached, extending a slender, icy hand, and pinched Fu Yan’er’s chin.

"Open your mouth," the cloaked person commanded.

Upon hearing this voice, Fu Yan’er became even more frightened because the voice was too unnerving. She quickly opened her mouth.

"The teeth are fairly aligned, white enough, but there’s wear," the person in the red cloak assessed.

Then, moving close to Fu Yan’er’s cheek, the figure remarked, "The skin is not white or tender enough, lacking a natural fragrance."

"Turn around," commanded the person in the red cloak.

Fu Yan’er turned around, exposing her back in the beam of light.

"The back is not smooth enough; there are four pimples."

"The waist has grown half an inch thicker."

Next, like royalty inspecting a concubine, the person in the red cloak examined every part of Fu Yan’er’s body.

After a half an hour, Fu Yan’er was fully scrutinized from head to toe.

Hundreds of faults were pointed out, and the female scribe beside them recorded several thousand words.

"You failed yesterday; you couldn’t rescue Fu Yan’er and her daughter," said the person in the red cloak. "So Lord Ashi Luo couldn’t enjoy her company before he left. Luckily, today you made up for your failure by using a ruse to rescue Fu Yan’er. There’s only half a month left before the master returns from the Rage Wave Kingdom. In this half month, remove all these faults in Fu Yan’er’s body. Spare no expense to restore her skin to be as smooth as creamy jade, get rid of any excess flesh, even if it’s only half an inch. In short, when the young master comes back, present to him a stunning beauty rather than, as now, a woman who’s fallen from grace."

"Yes, Mrs. Huo," the female scribe bowed and acknowledged.

At this moment, Fu Yan’er did not know whether to feel more scared or indignant.

In her view, she had taken great care of herself. Every time she faced the mirror, she thought she was still very beautiful and charming. How could she have so many faults in the eyes of this person in the red cloak?

Then Mrs. Huo, looking disdainfully at Fu Yan’er, said, "You are a noble lady, and yet you’ve let yourself come to such a state. How could you be presented to Lord Ashi Luo looking like this?"

Hearing "Lord Ashi Luo," for the first time, Fu Yan’er realized into whose hands she had fallen.

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