Scumbag Chapter 130 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (42)

When the rest day arrived, Leng Rong left the sect to run errands and used the opportunity to relay the information to He Huan. “Traitorous

When the rest day arrived, Leng Rong left the sect to run errands and used the opportunity to relay the information to He Huan. “Traitorous

When the rest day arrived, Leng Rong left the sect to run errands and used the opportunity to relay the information to He Huan.

“Traitorous disciple!" Ai Qing and Wu Hao had been secretly monitoring Leng Rong.

Witnessing him hand the Heart Sutra to a black-clad figure, Ai Qing was so furious he nearly coughed up blood.

They tailed the black-clad figure for several days until the figure finally entered demon’s territory and vanished into the dark night.

Now, Wu Hao is sure that Leng Rong has indeed betrayed them, and the mind blocking technique had likely been exposed as well!

Sect Master Wu had always despised traitors the most, ‘Fortunately, Mingting had already informed us of Leng Rong’s actions. Otherwise, who knew how much damage could have been done?’

‘This traitor had to die!’

After sending the message, Leng Rong continued his routine cultivation. When he had time, he would ask people where the Phoenix had gone. He even went as far as questioning Lin An, the Sect Master’s eldest disciple.

Lin An is Wu Hao’s direct disciple and the next Sect Master he was training, so he had already started to deal with some of the sect's affairs.

Wu Hao had long since informed his disciple about Leng Rong’s betrayal.

Looking at Leng Rong’s respectful demeanor, Lin An sneered in his heart, but he still maintained a warm smile on the surface.

"You know that Elder Feng has always been restless, and the Ancestors love him very much. He’s probably gone to the Sword Sect for a sparring match? Or, maybe he went to the Yuxian Sect? Ancestor Yu Bingqing has been urging him to visit, even threatening to send Elder Hong to fetch him if he doesn’t come soon!"

Lin An seemed to have said something, but he didn't seem to say anything. By the end of their conversation, Leng Rong still had no clue about Mingting’s location.

Although Leng Rong wasn’t the most sociable, he did have a few friends in other sects.

He sent messages to his friends in the Sword Sect, only to receive a reply that Mingting wasn’t there. A young monk from the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect also confirmed that Mingting wasn’t with them.

‘The only ones left were Yuxian Sect and Seven Stars Island.’

Assuming Mingting’s charming personality would have drawn him to the Yuxian Sect, Leng Rong relayed this ‘intel’ back to the demonic factions.

His actions were promptly reported to Wu Hao by Lin An.

"Why is he so fixated on Elder Feng?" Wu Hao looked at the records, ‘Since returning, Leng Rong had only done two things. What did that demoness behind him want to do?’

Unable to figure it out, Sect Leader Wu directly messaged Mingting.

"What else can she want? He Huan has devoured a bunch of beast cores and advanced to the Divine Transformation stage. Now, she’s probably eyeing my beast core!"

Mingting looked completely unfazed.

"That idiot thinks I’m just some man who’ll come and go at her beck and call! She’s seriously underestimating me. She also wants to swallow my beast core? Dream on!"

Wu Hao also thought He Huan was stupid.

He didn’t even fully understand Mingting’s capabilities. Once, when he asked Du Heng about it, the Ancestor had only said, ‘The Phoenix is unfathomable.’

‘And yet, that demoness still wanted to devour Elder Feng’s beast core? Should I praise her for her good vision, or laugh at her overconfidence?’

Now that they had confirmed Leng Rong’s purpose and even used him to feed false information, the ‘Heart Sutra’, back to the demons, Wu Hao felt that this person's value had been squeezed out and he was useless, so that very night, Leng Rong was captured.

"Sect Master? Master!"

Leng Rong was completely bewildered when he was dragged to the Discipline Hall in the middle of meditation.

Seeing Wu Hao, Ai Qing, and all the elders present, he was a little panicked, ‘Why did this feel like an inquisition?’

Sect Leader Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense with Leng Rong, and directly asked Lin An to feed Leng Rong the Truth Serum.

This was invented by Mingting himself while studying alchemy on Seven Stars Island, and it was extremely effective.

"What did you just make me drink?"

Leng Rong tried to spit it out, but the liquid had already slid down his throat. After a while, the effects took hold.

"Why did you return to the sect?"

Sect Leader Wu asked more than 20 questions in total, extracting every detail, like why Leng Rong had left, his purpose in returning, what he had told He Huan, what they had done together… everything was laid bare.

"Disgraceful!" A hot-tempered elder really wanted to slap Leng Rong to death on the spot.

A human, actually bewitched by a demoness to the point of delusion, siding with demons and monsters… even betraying his sect and his own race! It was absolutely unforgivable!

While Ai Qing was furious, he also felt deeply ashamed.

Having such a disgrace under his tutelage meant he had failed as a teacher.

He wanted to kill Leng Rong, but Wu Hao stopped him.

"Letting him die like this would be too merciful. He grew up safely and mastered his skills all thanks to Zhenshan Sect."

"Since he’s willing to abandon his race and sect for a woman, why not destroy his spiritual root, strip him of all the techniques the sect taught him, and then throw him into the Ghost Howling Cave to fend for himself?"

No one objected to this.

Demons and demonic beasts are the mortal enemies of the human race. No matter how talented Leng Rong was, betraying his race made him unworthy of forgiveness!

The next day, Leng Rong woke up to find himself kneeling in the main hall.

At this time, he was no longer young, his hair had turned white, and he looked like a man in his sixties from the mortal world.

‘What happened to me?’

Soon, Leng Rong realized his body was weak and powerless, and his spiritual root was aching excruciatingly. Only then did he understand that his spiritual roots had been destroyed, and sixty years of cultivation had vanished into thin air.

Especially when he saw his reflection in the mirror, the coldly handsome face He Huan had once praised, the one he took pride in, now completely gone, replaced by withered, aged skin like tree bark, Leng Rong panicked.

‘No, no!’

Leng Rong tried to scream, but his mouth was gagged and he couldn't make any sound.

Wu Hao convened a sect-wide assembly, summoned all the disciples of Zhenshan Sect, and announced Leng Rong's crimes to them.

"Disgraceful!"

"Traitor! He doesn’t deserve to be human!"

"How can such a person be allowed to live? Sect Master, execute him!"

"Yeah, executehim!"

The disciples of Zhenshan Sect were outraged. Having such a black sheep among them filled them with fury.

Even Xiaoyi, who had once admired Leng Rong, was so angry that she stepped forward and slapped him a dozen times after watching the interrogation recordings the Sect Master revealed.

Their parents, relatives, and villagers had all died at the hands of demonic beasts, but Leng Rong had actually served He Huan in the demon capital, mingling with demonic beasts? What a scum!

Afterwards, Elder Ai Qing personally threw him into the Ghost Howling Cave.

By the time He Huan learned of Leng Rong’s fate, half a month had passed.

‘A pathetic clown who groveled at my feet… so what if he’s dead? At least he served his purpose before dying.’

She had countless admirers, so losing one meant nothing.

These days, He Huan had been studying the Heart Sutra, and even asked Ji Yanjun to bring demons to practice it so she could test its effects on them.

In the end, seven out of ten demons fell under her charm.

‘It seemed that aside from the mind blocking technique, which was somewhat useful, this Heart Sutra was completely ineffective.’

"Mingting, Yuxian Sect…"

He Huan lay in Ji Yanjun's arms and tapped his chest with her finger.

"Once we’ve gathered the demon and demonic beasts armies, our first target will be Yuxian Sect! They have so many lovely little fairies there..."

If she remembered correctly, the leading elder of Yuxian Sect had once looked down on her with disdain.

Female disciples weren’t easily swayed by her charm, but that wasn’t a big issue.

‘The great demonic beasts and demon generals needed to mobilize their forces and contribute manpower. They’d have to be given some rewards to taste the benefits and fight even harder, wouldn’t they?’