Scumbag Chapter 111 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (23)

Normally, the newly recruited disciples had to return to the sect to formally worship the ancestors before receiving formal instruction. But

Normally, the newly recruited disciples had to return to the sect to formally worship the ancestors before receiving formal instruction. But this time, Wen Liangyu made an exception for He Huan and gave her private lessons.

When He Huan successfully drew in spiritual energy within half a day, Wen Liangyu was so excited that he reached out and patted her head.

"He Huan, you’re incredible!"

The speed of drawing in spiritual energy reflected a person’s innate talent.

He Huan was already a Single Wood Spiritual Root with excellent aptitude. Now, with such outstanding performance, Wen Liangyu believed that it wouldn’t be long before the name ‘Fairy He Huan of the Tianji Tower’ spread throughout the Cultivation World.

"Young Master, are you happy?"

Even though she had already heard Wen Liangyu’s inner thoughts, He Huan still wanted to hear him praise her with his own voice.

"Happy!"

Wen Liangyu was already a jade-like gentleman. With this smile, He Huan’s heart fluttered like a startled deer.

"If Young Master is happy, then He Huan is happy too. I’ll work hard and never let Young Master down!"

"At first, leaving Father Emperor and Mother Empress made He Huan a little scared. But Young Master is so kind and warm… With Young Master here, He Huan isn’t worried at all."

The soft, well-behaved girl gazed at him with such trusting eyes that Wen Liangyu suddenly felt a sense of responsibility to take good care of her.

She had never suffered in the mortal kingdom, being the Emperor’s treasured pearl. Now that she was in the Tianji Tower, she deserved to be treated well too.

After that, Wen Liangyu taught He Huan even more attentively. And whenever she performed exceptionally, he would reward her with a head pat.

Watching the Female Lead and the Supporting Male Character grow increasingly intimate, Mingting whistled.

‘I wonder what Bai Chen and Ji Yanjun were up to… I hope they wouldn’t miss out on the fun.’

As for Leng Rong, he had entered Zhenshan Sect.

Although his Ice Spiritual Root was rare, there are two Ancestors in the sect. The original novel’s scenario where Sect Master Wu poured all the sect’s resources into cultivating Leng Rong didn’t happen this time.

Mingting had observed Leng Rong. Perhaps because Leng Rong in this life wasn’t burdened with sky-high expectations or spoiled by everyone as in the original novel, he remained relatively low-key and less famous.

As for whether Leng Rong would encounter He Huan, lose himself for her, and stand by indifferently if his sect faced destruction...

Mingting didn't know.

But if it was a festering wound, it would burst sooner or later. He wasn’t in a hurry.

The news that a Mortal Kingdom’s princess, who had joined the Tianji Tower, drew in spiritual energy within half a day caused a minor stir.

Even so, the female disciples of the Yuxian Sect didn’t feel any regret, and Elder Hong didn’t look at He Huan differently because of this.

Elder Hong had deeper thoughts, ‘Since the little phoenix didn’t want He Huan in the Yuxian Sect, she must not be a good person.’

That's right! It's that unreasonable!

Since she got Mingting’s help of the chick to restore her appearance at Le Qing's Divine Transformation ceremony, Elder Hong had taken the little phoenix under her wing.

You can curse me, and even dislike me…. But you can't say a word against my baby!

Therefore, even though the people from the Tianji Tower were all smiles, and some even flaunted their new disciple in front of the Yuxian Sect's fairies, Elder Hong paid them no mind.

He Huan was very happy in the Tianji Tower’s small team. She could hear all their inner thoughts and quickly became everyone's beloved junior sister.

On the other hand, when He Huan interacted with people from other sects, she realized that aside from Mingting, she couldn't hear anyone else's inner voices. This only strengthened her resolve to stay in the Tianji Tower.

Moreover, she noticed that everyone in the Tianji Tower disliked the red-robed man. Wen Liangyu often cursed Mingting in his heart, calling him ‘damned bird’ over and over, which delighted He Huan.

It’s because that every time the red-robed man saw her, his thoughts were full of disdain and schemes to kill her.

It turned out that Mingting was not universally adored, and Wen Liangyu disliked him very much!

However, He Huan's happiness didn't last long.

One day, after Wen Liangyu saw Mingting, who was surrounded by admirers, he was so angry that he regretted in his heart why he didn’t directly smash the phoenix egg and forcibly contracted the Phoenix.

If he had been decisive enough to contract the phoenix, the Tianji Tower wouldn't be in such a passive position now.

‘Phoenix?!’

He Huan froze, then turned to stare at Mingting.

‘So, that dazzlingly handsome red-robed man wasn't human, but a phoenix?’

Ever since joining the Tianji Tower, the voices urging her to find the Phoenix and the ancient parasol wood had grown clearer. Sometimes it was a gentle, motherly voice, and other times, it would be a kind, fatherly one.

They all told He Huan she must find the Phoenix and the ancient parasol wood.

Originally, He Huan had planned to investigate slowly after formally joining the Cultivation World, but she didn't expect that the Phoenix had been right in front of her all this time, and she hadn't realized it!

"He Huan, what's wrong?"

Seeing the little girl staring at Mingting intently, Wen Liangyu felt a little unhappy, though he couldn't quite explain why.

"He... he's not human?"

He Huan murmured blankly.

"He's a phoenix."

Just mentioning this made Wen Liangyu burn with envy.

After his Wen Family’s Ancestor forcibly divined the phoenix's fate and suffered backlash, he entered seclusion for a century before emerging.

Even though the Ancestor could no longer divine anything related to the Phoenix, he remained convinced that Mingting was the key to the Cultivation World's revival… the possibility of ascension.

As long as you are a cultivator, there is no one who doesn't want to ascend.

Wen Liangyu was no exception.

‘Obviously, this Phoenix had nothing special aside from his powerful bloodline and good looks… Why does the Heavenly Dao so partial to him?’

Wen Liangyu's voice was heard by He Huan. Though she didn't understand ascension or the Heavenly Dao, if even a heir of major sect envied the Phoenix, he must be extraordinary.

He Huan only knew she had to find the phoenix and the ancient parasol wood, but she didn't know what to do after finding them.

‘That ugly freak is staring at me again. Is she obsessed with my beauty? Ugh, being secretly admired by an ugly freak makes me want to vomit. I must eat a hundred spiritual fruits tonight to calm my nerves…'

He Huan received Mingting's inner voice again and nearly cried in frustration.

‘Why did I have to find the Phoenix? This Phoenix was vile, cruel, and detestable… what was the point of seeking him out?’

That night, He Huan had a dream.

In it, there was a gentle, water-like woman and an ethereal, immortal-like man.

The two told her that if she found the Phoenix and obtained the ancient parasol wood's spirit core from him, it could alter her bone structure and bring her unimaginable benefits.

He Huan woke up halfway through the dream, and she was deeply troubled when she woke up.

‘The Phoenix clearly despised me… why would he give me the ancient parasol wood's spirit corse? Did I have to scheme for it indirectly?’

Even though she knew it would be difficult to accomplish, He Huan's intuition still told her that she had to do it.

So the next morning, He Huan appeared in front of Mingting.

"Immortal Master, this is plum blossom tea I brewed this morning. It is a specialty of our Ni Luo country. Would you like to try it?"

"No!"

It is said that you should not hit a smiling person, and most people would not directly refuse a girl with a friendly smile, but Mingting is not a human… He is a Phoenix.

Whoosh…

He spit out a mouthful of flame, reducing the teacup and its contents to ashes.

‘That ugly freak is trying to poison me! How vile! Should I strike first?’

Mingting's inner voice rang in He Huan's ears.

‘She's been polluting my vision for days. My patience has reached its limit. Tonight, I'll kill her! If I burn her to ashes, no one will ever know...’

He Huan nearly got her fingers burned, and now, hearing Mingting's thoughts again, even her determination to win him over wavered.

Since she didn't have absolute strength or a strong backer, she had no choice but to avoid this psychopath for now!

He Huan ran with tears in her eyes and cursed Mingting many times in her heart. She swore that one day, she would make the Phoenix regret what he had done today.