Swear to Follow Boss to the Death

The dining cart was a feast for the eyes, with a dazzling array of food.

All sorts of strange and exotic beast meats, in various shapes and forms, were either roasted to a golden crisp, emitting an enticing aroma.

Or they were meticulously stewed, resulting in tender and juicy meat.

There was also a crystalline jade liquid, like solidified ambrosia, served in exquisite glass cups, shimmering with a captivating glow as it swayed slightly.

In addition, vibrantly colored vegetables were paired with delicious meats, such as crisp cucumbers and spicy tofu skin.

Finally, a steaming pot of rich soup drew particular attention. Its milky white broth was thick and mellow, with various ingredients floating within, its fragrance filling the air.

It was a concoction mixed with some kind of precious medicinal herb.

Zhang Tianxin took a deep breath.

The Demonic Cult disciple cast a deep glance at Li Xuanxiao, seemingly unable to comprehend why such fine delicacies would be offered to a captured righteous disciple.

Zhang Tianxin suddenly felt the rice grains at the corner of his mouth were no longer appealing. He stared at Li Xuanxiao with wide eyes.

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Li Xuanxiao was silent for a moment. "See, I told you. These people from the Demonic Cult have such sinister intentions, using this method to drive a wedge between us."

Zhang Tianxin: ...

"Then... neither of us will eat it, and we'll resist them this way!"

Zhang Tianxin said.

Li Xuanxiao fell silent again, then said, "It's not like we're not eating it for free. We eat their food to be able to fight them. Moreover, eating their food is consuming the Demonic Cult's resources. Why wouldn't we do it?"

"You... you make a lot of sense. But why do I feel so bad! Fellow Daoist Li, be careful they don't poison you."

Zhang Tianxin clasped the bars of the cell tightly.

"Don't worry about me. If she wanted to kill me, why would she go through the trouble of poisoning?"

Li Xuanxiao began to eat in silence.

Hmm, this one is good.

This one is good too.

Soon, Li Xuanxiao realized that the food he was eating was equivalent to the resources he had gathered at Shushan over half a year.

The Demonic Cult's treatment... is this good?

Li Xuanxiao couldn't help but slap himself and silently recited the Shushan Heart Sutra a hundred times.

As a Shushan disciple, how can I have such thoughts? I am eating their food with a critical mindset.

After devouring all the food, Li Xuanxiao let out a loud, satisfied belch.

He slowly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest, calming the surging energy within his body.

From the very beginning of tasting the food, he had noticed the combination of these ingredients.

Normally, for a cultivator, consuming so many nourishing items in rapid succession would surely have adverse effects.

After all, overconsumption would not only fail to bring benefits but could very well damage one's own body.

However, the ingredients before him had been carefully selected, and there was a peculiar connection between them.

Each ingredient found a partner among the others that complemented or counteracted it.

When they merged, the chemical reactions produced precisely neutralized their respective potential negative effects.

This combination couldn't be called flawless.

But it was definitely extremely expensive.

In any case, Li Xuanxiao couldn't afford such resources.

Zhang Tianxin watched this scene. Wait, you're cultivating now?

"..."

The next day.

Zhang Tianxin and Li Xuanxiao were brought before Di Nüfeng again.

"Are you going to talk or not? Where did you capture our Lord?"

Li Xuanxiao looked at Zhang Tianxin, then at Di Nüfeng.

"Boss... I really don't know who this Lord is. Why don't you introduce me?"

"I think you're a rock in a latrine – stinking and hard!"

Di Nüfeng picked up her whip and swung it with all her might.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The day passed just like that.

Di Nüfeng exhaled slowly, dropping the whip.

"You've been beaten this badly and still won't talk. It seems you really don't know."

Zhang Tianxin: (O_o)??

What are you asking me for?

You beat me up like this, and he wouldn't say anything even if he knew!

Di Nüfeng explained, "Lord was the first Hall Master of the Heavenly Fiend Hall, and he personally founded it.

It's just that he died tens of thousands of years ago. This time, he completed his reincarnation, but unexpectedly went missing."

Ling Xuanxiao's small eyes held great confusion.

Was this kind of confidential information something that could be spoken aloud?

Di Nüfeng really wasn't very intelligent.

It seemed that this missing Lord was the one brought back to Shushan by Third Senior Sister Lin Wanqing, Fanyue.

Ling Xuanxiao pondered to himself.

He never expected that he was the first Hall Master of the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

A being from the previous epoch.

Ling Xuanxiao felt a sense of crisis.

Of course, the bigger trouble was the current situation.

Di Nüfeng stared into Ling Xuanxiao's eyes, as if trying to see through his soul, "You really don't know anything about my Lord's whereabouts?"

"Boss, I really don't know anything."

Di Nüfeng casually waved a hand, releasing Ling Xuanxiao from his bonds.

Di Nüfeng then walked up to Zhang Tianxin, "What about you? Do you know where my Lord is?"

"I don't know either!"

Zhang Tianxin was frantic. He truly didn't know.

He was inexplicably captured and inexplicably entangled with the Heavenly Fiend Hall.

He had even encountered a legendary female demon. Even his own grandmaster probably couldn't defeat this demoness.

Di Nüfeng snorted coldly, "Hmph! You think you can fool me? Do you think I'm that easy to fool? Drag him away and continue the beating."

Zhang Tianxin struggled frantically, "Wuwuwu~ I really don't know."

Ling Xuanxiao glanced at Zhang Tianxin, who was being dragged away, and silently prayed for him.

As for saving someone in front of Di Nüfeng, he figured his Master might be able to do it if he were here.

"Um... Boss... Since there's nothing else for me, can I go now?" Ling Xuanxiao asked timidly.

"Go?" Di Nüfeng glanced at him sideways. "You saved me, and you've seen me at my most vulnerable. You only have two options.

One is to follow me, and the other is also to follow me."

Ling Xuanxiao pointed out, "Boss, those are still just one option combined."

Di Nüfeng was silent.

Ling Xuanxiao was silent.

Di Nüfeng: "I'll add another option, and that's death!!"

"I swear to follow you to the death, Boss!!"

Ling Xuanxiao immediately declared his loyalty.

"..."

Zhang Tianxin was thrown back into the prison cell.

The physical torment wasn't as cruel as he had imagined, just simple whipping.

But what struck him mentally was the double standard of the Demonic Cult.

"Friend Zhang, are you alright?"

Zhang Tianxin looked towards the outside of the prison. Ling Xuanxiao was now wearing the Demonic Cult's uniform.

"You brat, you really are a spy for the Demonic Cult!!"

Zhang Tianxin shouted angrily.

Ling Xuanxiao explained, "Friend Zhang, I understand how you feel right now. Everything is just a temporary measure. I've already infiltrated the Demonic Cult and will try to escape with you."

Zhang Tianxin calmed down. He felt that since they were in the Demonic Cult now, the other party had no reason to lie to him, so he nodded tearfully.

"I believe you."

Just then, a Demonic Cult disciple walked by.

"Greetings, Protector!!"

"Mm, you may go." Ling Xuanxiao waved his hand.

Zhang Tianxin: ...