Scumbag Chapter 126 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (38)

‘Phoenix!’ He Huan thought back to the strikingly handsome man she had met when she first stepped into the Cultivation World. ‘He had called

‘Phoenix!’

He Huan thought back to the strikingly handsome man she had met when she first stepped into the Cultivation World.

‘He had called me an ‘ugly freak’ over and over… had he seen through me from the very beginning?’

‘But, it's impossible!’

‘Only my parents and the Star God knew about my descent into the mortal world for tribulation. How could a Phoenix, who grew up in the Immortal World, know all this?’

"Before we went to Tianji Tower, we practiced a special heart sutra..."

Lost in He Huan’s tenderness, Leng Rong revealed everything about the heart sutra taught by the sects.

He even recounted how everyone at Tianji Tower had been drawn to He Huan, and how Venerable Zhiyuan had used Buddhist chants to awaken them.

"What? Buddhist scriptures and heart sutras can actually resist my charm?!"

This was something He Huan had never anticipated.

‘Who is behind this?’

‘And why were they targeting me like this?’

The first person He Huan thought of was the Phoenix, as he was the only one who had openly shown disdain and dislike for her from the start.

‘But... he didn’t have the ability to foresee the future. How could he have known all this?’

"Immortal Fairy, Immortal Fairy..."

Leng Rong leaned closer to He Huan.

"The moment I saw you, my heart was yours. I didn’t listen to their warnings, and I only followed my own heart... Please believe me, my devotion to you is no less than anyone else’s…"

Leng Rong released the mind blocking technique. He wanted to let He Huan know his true feelings completely and openly.

"Good boy!" He Huan rewarded Leng Rong with a passionate kiss, "Thanks to you, my little darling, I finally understand what’s been happening."

The fact that the humans had prepared countermeasures was bad news for He Huan.

What makes He Huan curious is that since there is a mind blocking technique, why doesn't Phoenix used it? Why had he let her read his thoughts?

‘Could it be that he deliberately said those words to anger me?’

He Huan asked Leng Rong in detail about the mind blocking technique he mentioned, and also found a few low-level demons to do experiments.

As a result, this mind blocking technique worked very well.

Against those who had sealed their minds, He Huan couldn’t hear a single thought.

He Huan felt somewhat relieved that the mind blocking technique was only circulated in a few major sects and only in the territory of the human race.

If it was spread to the demons and demonic beasts, it would not be so easy for her to control the great demonic beasts and demon generals.

‘It seemed the hostility between humans and demonic factions still worked in my favor.’

He Huan didn't understand spellcraft well enough to break the mind blocking technique.

And since this was a closely guarded secret, she didn’t dare seek help… After all, what if demons and demonic beasts learned it too?

‘The human race is so annoying!’

He Huan was very unhappy.

She was a born immortal and was a lofty celestial being. Reading their minds was already giving them face, but these people actually dared to guard against her, which was really hateful!

Now, He Huan was far more concerned about something else.

‘Had the human race truly found scriptures that could resist my charm?’

Unfortunately, Leng Rong left his sect long ago, and he didn't know what the situation was over there, which made He Huan a little disappointed.

After disposing of the low-level demons, He Huan pressed her curvaceous body against Leng Rong’s chest.

Her fingers traced his Adam’s apple, and her nails lightly scraped the raised bump.

"Darling, would you do something for me?"

Hearing Leng Rong's ragged breathing, He Huan chuckled softly, raised her face, and bit his chin.

"Don't mention one thing, even if I sell my life to the Immortal Fairy, it doesn't matter, I am willing to do it…"

The cold, aloof look in Leng Rong’s eyes had been replaced by a consuming fire. At this time, there was nothing else in his world but her.

"Good boy!"

He Huan chuckled, and her plump red lips came close to Leng Rong's ear.

"Since you are a disciple of Zhenshan Sect, why don't you go back and be my spy? Find out everything about the major sects and the Phoenix, and tell me everything."

"So... the Immortal Fairy prefers the phoenix after all?"

Leng Rong was a little jealous.

He had seen Mingting, who was the favorite of the big shots of several major sects.

Mingting could strut around Zhenshan Sect as he pleased, and Le Qing and Du Heng, the Ancestors, adored the Phoenix, treating him like their own child.

Not to mention the Sect Master, elders, and the many disciples… there wasn’t a single person in the sect who didn’t like Mingting. The same went for other sects.

It was said the Phoenix had been raised collectively by several Ancestors, who doted on him exceptionally.

He was like the most dazzling light, drawing everyone’s attention. Seeing the Phoenix surrounded by admirers, Leng Rong burned with envy.

Mingting has the bloodline of a divine beast, and is the unique Phoenix in the Cultivation World, beloved by so many...

But he is just an idle, idle fool who only thinks about how to comb his feathers and make himself more beautiful every day. He has no great ambitions, but the Ancestors are particularly tolerant of him...

After hearing Leng Rong’s inner thoughts, He Huan laughed.

‘What a fool!’

‘What kind of bloodline did a Phoenix have? And what was he? How dare he compare himself to a Phoenix?’

However, what interested He Huan the most was Leng Rong’s mention of how Mingting loved grooming his feathers on a parasol tree.

‘Could this parasol tree be the ancient parasol wood I was searching for?’

He Huan asked Leng Rong if he knew about the ancient parasol wood, and what does that tree look like? Where was it planted? Was it just a tree or a tree spirit?

He Huan had a feeling this was what she was looking for.

Leng Rong didn’t hesitate to betray Mingting.

He asked for a brush and paper and drew the appearance of the parasol tree.

He also told He Huan that this parasol tree is very strange.

When Mingting was at Zhenshan Sect, it grew on Xiaoyun Peak. When Mingting went elsewhere, the tree would appear in another sect.

Despite being a towering tree that reached the clouds, it moved around effortlessly, as if it were Mingting’s personal accessory, inseparable from him.

Now, He Huan understood.

The parasol tree was the ancient parasol wood, which had developed sentience and stayed by the Phoenix’s side. That was why it followed Mingting everywhere.

‘It seemed that if I wanted the parasol wood’s spirit core, I’d have to start with the Phoenix.’