Inside the Bedchamber.
Two little black blobs were whispering through Voice Transmission.
"Yun Xi, don't worry. Look, aren't the two of us pretty safe here?"
"Let me tell you, I have a truly grand plan here. I'm going to topple the Demon King's Hall and set those Demon Kings fighting among themselves. I've already struck a partnership with the Sixth Highness."
Lan Yue's voice sounded sly, making the little black blob pressed against her suddenly see the light.
No wonder her friend refused to leave and seemed so calm. She had a goal in mind.
If Yun Xi couldn't hear her friend's thoughts, she would certainly have assumed Lan Yue was boasting. But back in the Cultivation World, she had feasted on plenty of juicy gossip and had even come to admire her friend's knack for digging up secrets.
If the gossip kept coming at yesterday's pace, those Demon Kings in the Demon King's Hall would definitely lose their composure. Sooner or later, they would come to blows.
At that thought, Yun Xi's expression turned peculiar. Had Lan Yue already realized that other people could hear her thoughts?
But she quickly dismissed that guess. If Lan Yue really knew, she certainly wouldn't be as calm as she was now. She might even want to find a crack to crawl into.
Their bodies were little blobs now. As long as they deliberately flattened themselves, wouldn't slipping into a crack be a breeze?
Thinking of that, Yun Xi was amused by her own imagination.
In that case, she wasn't in a hurry to return either. After all, if the Demon King's Hall really descended into chaos, it would greatly benefit the Cultivation World.
If she could witness that scene herself, she would have no regrets. More importantly, the Heaven-Witch Race's Legacy Grounds