Scumbag Chapter 117 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (29)

The pressure brought by the old Ancestor is not something that He Huan, a mere Qi Refining disciple, can bear. She didn’t dare lie, because

The pressure brought by the old Ancestor is not something that He Huan, a mere Qi Refining disciple, can bear.

She didn’t dare lie, because falsehoods couldn’t deceive an Ancestor’s gaze.

After listening to He Huan recounting the entire incident, including the Fox King and the Demon Lord’s abnormal behavior, Wen An suddenly reached out, pulling her close. He sniffed her scent, then sliced her wrist with his fingernail.

‘Exotic fragrance, blood that stirs desire… This constitution resembles that of a charm demon or a succubus.’

Wen An threw He Huan on the ground with a look of disgust.

This kind of shameful, man-seducing physique was only fit to be a plaything, not even worthy of being a cauldron for cultivation.

In order to test how powerful He Huan's charm is, Wen An summoned several disciples.

There are Qi Refining, Foundation Building, and Golden Core cultivators, and even outer sect disciples.

When these people entered the hall, Wen An noticed that nearly half of them, even Golden Core cultivators, had their attention fixed on He Huan.

Seeing the wound on her forehead, many of them looked worried, and some of them even stepped forward to help her up… completely ignoring him, the ancestor.

‘Could her charm truly be this potent?’

Wen An is an ancestor at the Divine Transformation stage, so he was almost entirely unaffected.

But the expressions of these disciples clearly told him that in their eyes, He Huan is a goddess.

Even though He Huan had a good relationship with people before, it had never reached the point where everyone was infatuated with her.

‘What kind of sorcery is this?’

Wen An scanned the room and noticed that those who remained unaffected by He Huan were individuals with exceptionally strong willpower… fanatical cultivators who cared only for the Dao and nothing else.

Apart from them, the remaining disciples were already showing concern for He Huan, just like what Wen Liangyu had just done.

This result made Wen An very annoyed.

Recalling what He Huan had said, that today was her 18th birthday, Wen An frowned.

‘Her 18th birthday seemed to have unlocked another side of her.’

Wen An didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse that such a bewitching woman appeared in Tianji Tower.

After conducting his experiment, Wen An dismissed the disciples.

He confined He Huan and specially selected two disciples who had not been affected by her to monitor He Huan.

Then, Wen An went to check on Wen Liangyu.

Despite having been healed by medicine, the first words out of Wen Liangyu’s mouth upon seeing Wen An were about He Huan.

"He Huan, He Huan, is that woman all you can think about?"

Wen Jin, who is standing nearby, was furious.

No matter how likable He Huan usually was, compared to his only son, what was she worth?

‘If it weren't for He Huan's recklessness, how could Liangyu be injured and almost lose his life?!’

‘That He Huan was nothing but a calamity!’

"Father, He Huan is the Dao Companion I’ve chosen. You can’t speak of her like that."

‘Dao Companion?’

Wen Jin laughed angrily.

"Do you even hear yourself? What is your identity and what is her identity? A princess of a small mortal kingdom, how could she ever meet the standards of our Wen Family?"

"Ancestor, He Huan is a good girl, I will marry no one but her!"

Wen Liangyu climbed out of bed, bypassing his father, and knelt before Wen An, "Ancestor, I only want He Huan."

‘Madness! Utter madness!’

Seeing Wen Liangyu acting as if possessed, behaving worse than the disciples earlier, Wen An was deeply disappointed in him.

‘Was the Tianji Tower’s successor really going to be ruined by a bewitching woman?’

"Le Yanran has already advanced to Golden Core, while you’re still at the Foundation Establishment stage. Do you know how people mock you outside? If you want He Huan, fine. Come negotiate with me after you reach Golden Core. Otherwise, don’t even think about seeing her again!"

After leaving these words, Wen An turned away and left regardless of how Wen Liangyu begged.

Returning to the Xingchen Terrace and immediately performed a divination on He Huan’s origins.

This time, the Heavenly Dao did not obscure the answer, and revealed a single, glaring character: ‘Calamity’.

‘Is He Huan Liangyu's calamity? Or is she Tianji Tower’s calamity?’

When he saw this, Wen An immediately wanted to kill He Huan.

But then, he thought of the Fox King and the Demon Lord, who were both ensnared by He Huan.

Because of Du Heng's incident before, the demons and demonic beasts had blamed the Tianji Tower, holding a grudge against him.

If he really killed He Huan, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t fly into a rage over their lost beauty, and that would be the real calamity for Tianji Tower.

‘What to do?’

‘She couldn't be killed, so could I just let her go?’

Wen An was extremely entangled.

Meanwhile, at this time, He Huan was locked in a small dark room.

She had experienced too many things that night, which left her both panicked and bewildered.

‘Why didn't Senior Brother come to save me? He had clearly said that he loved me and wanted to marry me as his Dao Companion. Why did he back down in the face of pressure from Ancestor Wen?’

"Senior Brother, why haven't you come yet...?"

He Huan lay on the cold stone floor, hugging herself, curled into a ball.

‘He had even kissed me, did he not intend to take responsibility?’

He Huan waited for three days, but there’s no sign of Wen Liangyu. Her expectant heart completely cooled down.

‘Empress Mother is right, men are all scum!’

He Huan gritted her teeth.

Men were always more pragmatic than women, and when they turned cold, they were crueler than the bitter winds of midwinter!

Having grown up in the imperial palace, He Huan had seen firsthand how the Emperor discarded the old for the new, how countless beautiful women withered away in the harem...

Now that the blade had fallen on her, she finally understood what it meant to feel as though her heart had been sliced open.

She realized why the Empress had sought power rather than favor.

‘Men are all trash! They swore they wanted you, but in the end…’