After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

True to its name, it was utterly poor and destitute, with hardly any open shops visible on the main streets.

Feng Xuan walked a few steps, still unable to find his way.

So he had to stop and ask a demon woman by the roadside. “Aunty, do you know where Yingxu Palace is located?”

He felt he had asked quite politely.

But after hearing this, the demon woman’s expression was shocked. “You want to go to the demon palace?”

Feng Xuan nodded.

The demon woman said, “I advise you not to go to Yingxu Palace recently. The Demon Venerable is seriously injured, and the demon generals of Yingxu Palace are capturing beauties like you everywhere to serve the Demon Venerable. They say it’s to care for him, but no one who goes in ever comes out. I’m afraid it’s more likely fatal.”

What?

There was too much information in this statement. Feng Xuan took several seconds to process it.

Qi Zhuoyu was seriously injured?

Wait.

Why was he still having people capture beauties to serve him if he was seriously injured?

He sure knew how to enjoy life?

Speaking of demon generals, they really were randomly capturing beauties from the streets.

Feng Xuan suddenly heard the roar of demonic beasts behind him.

Several tall and burly demon generals suddenly surrounded him. The leader squinted at him for a moment, then proclaimed loudly. “It’s him! Men, bring him to the carriage. This is the most beautiful one I’ve caught recently. The Demon Venerable will surely reward me heavily when he finds out!”

Feng Xuan didn’t know if the Demon Venerable would reward him.

But the Demon Venerable’s little concubine now wanted to smash his head in.

Feng Xuan originally wanted to resist a bit. After all, he was the Crown Prince of the heavenly realm, so beating up a few demon generals shouldn’t be a problem.

But after looking at their carriage, then at his own legs, and thinking about the long journey to Yingxu Palace…

How to put it.

When faced with difficulties, first take a nap in the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, Feng Xuan finally felt his legs were liberated.

Only after boarding did he realize these demon generals had captured more than just him.

Over a dozen beauties of various charms sat in the carriage, both men and women.

When they saw Feng Xuan come in, over a dozen sharp gazes fell on him, scanning him up and down as if looking at a formidable rival.

Feng Xuan didn’t like to talk much around unfamiliar people.

Combined with his deceptively cold and aloof appearance like the moon, it was easy for people to mistakenly think he was an extremely cold and unapproachable beauty.

As the carriage traveled for a while, a man in purple robes next to him spoke. “Are you also going to serve the Demon Venerable?”

Feng Xuan thought to himself that everyone here was captured for Qi Zhuoyu, wasn’t that the case?

Thinking of this, he felt a bit annoyed and responded with an unenthusiastic “Mm.”

The man in purple looked him up and down. “How much did you pay for this position?”

Feng Xuan: ? What payment? Weren’t you all captured?

The purple-robed man seemed to see through his thoughts and laughed. “We’re all thousand-year-old foxes, no need to play naive. All the beauties here paid hefty sums for the chance to serve. You dare say you’re not here willingly?”

Feng Xuan thought that he actually was here willingly – willingly taking the carriage ride.

The purple-robed man spoke sourly. “Don’t think you can be certain of success just because you’re confident in your beauty. The Demon Venerable might not even glance at you.”

Yes, yes, fine, fine.

So he just came to the demon realm to visit his injured ex-husband, how did he suddenly get thrown into a palace intrigue plot halfway?!

Feng Xuan spoke for the first time. “Wasn’t it said that those who go to serve Qi Zhuoyu are likely to meet a bad end? Aren’t you afraid?”

The purple-robed man sneered. “If there’s a chance to become the Demon Consort in one move, what’s this little risk?”

Alright then.

Indeed, a salted fish like him couldn’t find common ground with these ambitious types.

As they spoke, the carriage arrived at Yingxu Palace.

Feng Xuan jumped down and was led into the palace by an even more burly-looking demon general.

He didn’t know how long they walked before finally reaching the great hall he had visited with Qi Zhuoyu before.

However, unlike last time when the hall was filled with delicacies,

Now, layers upon layers of corpses covered the floor of the great hall.

Qi Zhuoyu sat on the highest throne with an inscrutable expression.

His skin was pale, and having just killed, he looked even more gloomy and violent.

A row of demon generals of indeterminate rank knelt below, each two or three meters tall, now trembling like quails in fear.

When Feng Xuan and the others entered, Qi Zhuoyu had just finished killing someone. With a sickly playful smile, he hadn’t even retracted the spiritual power from his hand.

The person was struck by purple lightning and instantly turned into a pile of charcoal before their eyes, screaming miserably.

Those kneeling on the ground seemed to be the unfinished rebels.

Finally, one of them couldn’t bear it anymore and raised his head to curse loudly. “Qi Zhuoyu! Wasn’t it rumored that your primordial spirit was burned and your cultivation had greatly decreased? Are you deceiving us?!”

No wonder this demon general felt Qi Zhuoyu was lying.

Feng Xuan now felt as if he had been deceived too. What happened to being seriously injured after the palace coup?

The big devil looked like a murderous maniac.

How did he look seriously injured at all?

“Even with this Venerable’s primordial spirit burned, killing you is as simple as crushing an ant,” Qi Zhuoyu said infuriatingly.

After saying this, he didn’t bother listening to the demon general continue babbling. Like a standard cold-blooded tyrant, he killed him.

He then proceeded to kill the entire row kneeling below, with sparks and lightning, filling the great hall with the smell of burning flesh.

The more timid beauties who entered with Feng Xuan were now covering their mouths and vomiting.

Perhaps because Feng Xuan had seen Qi Zhuoyu kill and burn so many times before, he was surprisingly well-adapted.

Damn, was he some chosen little demon concubine of the overbearing Demon Venerable?

After finishing his killing, Qi Zhuoyu’s gaze fell on their side.

He only then noticed this row of gaudily dressed demon realm beauties.

His expression immediately became very irritated, the kind of irritation that made him want to kill.

“Get out, all of you, or I’ll kill you too.”

The beauties who had entered were instantly terrified, all thoughts gone except the desire to run for their lives.

Only Feng Xuan didn’t move. The man in purple robes couldn’t help but look at him with new respect: What kind of madman was this, to still want to be the wife of such a brutal tyrant after seeing this?

Did they even need to serve him?

This was clearly testing the tyrant’s limits of death.

Feng Xuan not only tested it, but stood firm afterward.

When Qi Zhuoyu noticed there was still one person who hadn’t left, his gaze swept over again.

This time, everyone still alive in the great hall noticed that the big devil’s eyes changed instantly, darkening with indescribable emotion.

“Come here.”

Although Qi Zhuoyu didn’t name anyone.

It was obvious to all that he was speaking to that beauty at the bottom of the hall.

The demon generals had sent countless beauties before, never seeing the Demon Venerable take interest, thinking he didn’t care for beauty.

But when they saw Feng Xuan’s face clearly, they realized it wasn’t that he didn’t like beauty, it was that the previous ones weren’t beautiful enough!

However, after Qi Zhuoyu spoke.

After Qi Zhuoyu spoke, Feng Xuan seemed unwilling to move.

After a while, he reluctantly mumbled, “The ground is covered in corpses, it’s so dirty. How can I walk over there?”

Please, it would ruin the new clothes he just changed into today.

Everyone couldn’t help but gasp again.

This beauty was beautiful indeed, but his life was about to end!

They had never seen anyone in the demon realm dare to disobey the Demon Venerable’s order!

It was his honor that the Demon Venerable called him over!

Yet he dared to complain about the dirty ground!

Just as everyone was lamenting that this beauty would become one of the corpses on the hall floor in the next second,

The high and mighty Demon Venerable moved.

He stood up and walked step by step towards Feng Xuan.

Until he stood in front of him and asked, “Why did you come?”

Feng Xuan was actually still a bit angry inside.

He had made such a big fuss in the demon realm, finding so many beauties to serve him, yet he still asked why he came.

But when Qi Zhuoyu came close, Feng Xuan sensed an extremely strong smell of blood on him, hidden under his clothes.

Seeing his face pale to the point of being almost bloodless, that bit of anger dissipated spinelesssly.

Feng Xuan suddenly bit his shoulder, leaving teeth marks.

Qi Zhuoyu didn’t stop him, but looked at him a bit puzzled.

After biting, Feng Xuan spoke righteously. “You’re Demon Venerable Qi Zhuoyu, right? The one who made a wish to this god on the Lantern Festival, correct?”

Feng Xuan looked at him. “Now this god has come to fulfill your wish.”

He felt his voice trembling slightly with nervousness, but still said very seriously. “To let your future Dao companion come take care of you, a severely injured patient.”