At those words, Zhong Kui Jingyi opened her eyes, light shimmering in their depths. Before she could speak, the Demon Cultivator, dressed in finery and possessed of delicate, feminine features, had already barked, "Insolence!"
"A mere Rogue Cultivator, and you dare disturb the Fourth Princess's cultivation? Your crime is unforgivable!"
"Hmph! Country bumpkins like you have no manners!"
"Get out! You have no place speaking here."
As he spoke, the Demon Cultivator turned to Zhong Kui Jingyi, immediately replacing his scowl with a fawning smile. "As expected of the Fourth Princess, a Prodigy of our dynasty."
"Even at a time as fraught with danger as this, when every one of us is too unsettled to meditate, the Fourth Princess can still focus on her cultivation."
"Such a Dao Heart, such a temperament, such self-control... We can't hold a candle to you!"
"However... the Demon Race of Qingyao Mountain is not like us. We have long been subjects of the dynasty, nurtured by the King's civilization, versed in the classics and schooled in etiquette. The demons here are all savage and bloodthirsty, utterly barbaric. The Fourth Princess is a lady of noble birth. What if they offend you while you're staying here? It would be best to leave as soon as possible."
"I wonder when the Grand Emperor will arrive?"
Zhong Kui Jingyi remained calm. Whether it was because the Demon Emperor had sealed off Qingyao Mountain or because of the unknown Heavenly Tribulation looming over them, after she and Qiao Ciguang had sent word to their sect, they had received no response.
They had now been trapped in Qingyao Mountain for nearly ten days.
Perhaps the Heavenly Tribulation was simply too terrifying. So far, they had yet to encounter a single demon from Qingyao Mountain.
Thinking of this, Zhong Kui