Since returning to Liubang Town, Shuling had become increasingly “chatty,” and particularly fond of scolding Qiao San, the troublemaking rogue with endless flaws. Her tone, expressions, and manner of speaking always left Qiao San both annoyed and delighted.
He was naturally furious at being scolded by his own servant—after all, he was once the mighty King of Rogues! Where was the line between master and servant now?
But at the same time, whenever Shuling lectured him, warmth would rise in his heart, instantly transforming the bold Qiao San into the obedient young scholar Xiao Qiaosheng of years past.
Sighing, he thought, “If only Mother were still alive, she would probably scold me like this every day. Shuling really is becoming more and more like her. If she evolves a few more times, then… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heart suddenly tightened, and his imagination ran wild. Memories of his mother’s love during childhood, and the intimate, ambiguous moments between Shuling and himself, flooded his mind, entangling and confusing him.
His heart in chaos, Qiao San abruptly sat up, instinctively waving his hand as if to shoo away the confusion. His lips trembling slightly, he muttered mechanically, “No way… Impossible! I must be going mad!”
Since returning to Liulang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose tone, demeanor, and manner of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar he was over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably discipline me all day long too. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts into something strange. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous recollections with the Book Spirit flood his mind, intertwining and confusing each other.
His mind in chaos, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the confusion. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be crazy!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
Looking up, Qiao San sees his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of little demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lie directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; you have a grand hall to live in, yet you choose this cold, desolate cave.”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates with a smirk and asks, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Pausing briefly, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to power and abandoned us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liulang Town better than the demons of Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless humans can only be scorned by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop, and they quickly put on sly smiles, saying, “Boss, we heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng in the realm, where a magical herb named Golden Jade Grass grows. If a mortal eats it, they can fly and escape instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you get some for us?!”
“Eh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for your boss!”
The boss is the boss, and Bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes stars appear in their eyes, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to boost your image. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but with a sneeze, you could be there!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases Bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liulang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in Ghost Forest.
Only in this way can a truly formidable rogue army that dominates the three realms be formed!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined Rogue King impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go fetch the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and escape!”
With a whoosh, the Rogue King flies into the clouds, his mount instantly appearing beneath his feet. In a flash, man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored; he’s never been so proactive before, acting like a madman!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately grasping Bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liulang Town anymore; no one opposes us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stare blankly, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great Rogue King flies off into the distance; moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
North Fear Reed Continent, one of the four continents, a cold and damp place, called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four continents exist in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the human world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, is a shadowy mountain a thousand feet high, perpetually swirling with cold winds and mist, a truly perilous place.
That uniquely irreverent nickname, typical of rogues, echoed from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s spiraling thoughts.
Looking up, the Rogue King saw none other than his trusted human henchmen, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Since returning to Liulang Town, Shuling has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose manner, expression, and way of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the once great king of rogues, is now being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever Shuling teaches, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and clever little scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably discipline me all day long. Shuling is becoming more and more like mother. If she evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts abruptly. Memories of his mother’s affection during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with Shuling flood his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looks up to see his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of little demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lie down directly on the ground, gasping, “Heh, heh… boss, if you want to be a demon, you can’t live a hard life; why not live in a grand hall instead of this cold cave?”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates and asks with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Pausing briefly, the two suddenly burst into tears, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to power and forgotten about us; now, even seeing you requires climbing such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure these demons’ disdain!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liulang Town better than the demons of Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless mortals can only be despised by demons.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries stop instantly, and they quickly turn to sly smiles, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass grows. If mortals eat it, they can fly and teleport instantly. Heh, heh… boss, why don’t you get some for us?!”
“Eh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes their eyes sparkle, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Heh, heh… boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liulang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be strengthened to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in Ghost Forest.
In this way, they can truly form a rogue army that dominates the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and teleport!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds, and with a tap of his foot, his mount appears beneath him. In an instant, the man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored. He’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately grasping the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liulang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh deeply together.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San blushes slightly and coughs, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The two subordinates’ pupils are stunned, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, and with great effort, they point into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off into the distance; moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
Beiju Luzhou, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, called the demon realm by the heavens, and known as the realm by the demons.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that demons live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the realm, is a dark mountain a thousand feet high, with perpetual cold winds and mist, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liulang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “talkative” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose manner, expression, and way of speaking both irritate and delight Qiao San.
What irritates him is that he, the king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent little scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably discipline me all day long like this. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his reverie immediately shifted into something strange. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with the Book Spirit flooded his mind, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his mind in turmoil, Qiao San sat up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips trembled mechanically as he muttered, “No! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s unique and inappropriate address came from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The Rogue King looked up to see his trusted human subordinates, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of little demons, the two were panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lay directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, even if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; you could live in a grand hall, but you choose to live in this cold, desolate cave.”
Qiao San glanced at his two subordinates and asked with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself don’t care for ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
After a brief pause, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to power and forgotten about us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liulang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knew the two were pretending, he had to agree; in a realm where strength is respected, powerless mortals can only be despised by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San could finish, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stopped, and they quickly turned to sly smiles, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain in the realm called Xuanfeng Mountain, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If mortals eat it, they can fly and teleport instantly, heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for your boss!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately saw through his subordinates’ little scheme. First, he gave them a knock on the head that made their eyes sparkle, then curiously asked, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some magical abilities, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally revealed the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleased the bold San. Secretly pondering, he couldn’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liulang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
Only in this way can a truly formidable rogue army that dominates the three realms be formed!
With the idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirling in his mind, the determined Rogue King impatiently said, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and teleport!”
With a whoosh, the Rogue King flew into the clouds, and with a tap of his foot, his mount appeared beneath him. In an instant, the man and the bird tore through the void and disappeared.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored; he’s never been so proactive before, acting like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss was spot on, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liulang Town anymore; no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression was also quite sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sighed deeply in unison.
Before Youtiao could finish, a fiery red phantom suddenly flew back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughed and asked, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stared blankly, their faces twisting as they struggled to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great Rogue King flew off into the distance; moments later, two figures were seen rolling on the ground at the entrance of the demon cave, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the human world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, is a shadowy mountain, a thousand zhang high, with perpetual cold winds and mist, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liubang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose mannerisms, expressions, and way of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the once great king of rogues, is now being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent little scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self.
“Sigh… if my mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day long. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like my mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings tighten, and his reverie shifts abruptly. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the intricate, ambiguous recollections between the Book Spirit and himself flood his heart, intertwining and confusing him.
His heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address echoes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The Rogue King looks up to see his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from the climb, collapsing to the ground. “Huff, huff… Boss, if you’re going to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; why live in this cold cave instead of a grand hall?”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates with a smirk and asks, “You two, I heard you stayed at the Yihong Pavilion for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself disdain the common beauties, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Pausing briefly, the two suddenly wail, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to greatness and abandoned us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure these demons’ disdain!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless humans are only scorned by the spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop, and they quickly turn to sly smiles, saying, “Boss, we heard there’s a mountain in the realm called Xuanfeng Mountain, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If a mortal eats it, they can fly and move through the earth instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for your boss!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes stars appear before their eyes, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to bolster your reputation. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is thousands of miles away from our Ghost Forest, and you could reach it with a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San, and he secretly thinks more fondly of the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
In this way, they can truly form the Rogue Army that dominates the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined Rogue King impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go fetch the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and move through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the Rogue King flies into the clouds, his mount appearing beneath his feet in an instant. The man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately grasping the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liubang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stare blankly, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great Rogue King flies off into the distance; moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, called the Demon Realm by the heavens, and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world, with the same sun, moon, mountains, and waters… everything is the same as the mortal world, the only difference being that spirits live here, and mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, a shadowy mountain thousands of feet high, perpetually swirling with cold winds and shrouded in mist, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liubang Town, Shuling has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose manner, expression, and way of speaking both irritate and delight Qiao San.
What irritates him is naturally that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever Shuling teaches him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and clever little scholar Qiao Sheng from over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably discipline me all day long like this. Shuling is becoming more and more like mother. If she evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his reverie immediately shifted into something strange. Memories of his mother’s love in his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with Shuling flooded his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sat up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips trembled mechanically as he muttered, “No way! Impossible! I must be crazy!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s uniquely inappropriate address came from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looked up to see his trusted human followers, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of little demons, the two were still panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lay directly on the ground, “Huff, huff… Boss, if you want to be a demon, you can’t live a hard life; you don’t live in a grand hall but choose to live in this cold cave.”
Qiao San glanced at his two subordinates and asked with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women and blame us for not being loyal!”
After a slight pause, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about our lives! The brothers all say you’ve risen to greatness and abandoned us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treated his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of Ghost Forest. Although he knew the two were pretending, he had to agree; in a realm where strength is revered, mortals without magical powers can only be despised by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of a way!”
Before Qiao San could finish, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stopped, and they instantly wore sly smiles, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If mortals eat it, they can immediately fly and escape. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you rascals, you’ve already planned this, setting a trap for your boss!”
The boss is the boss, and Bold San immediately saw through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gave them a knock that made stars appear in their eyes, then curiously asked, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some magical abilities, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally revealed the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is thousands of miles away from our Ghost Forest, and you could reach it with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleased Bold San. Secretly pondering, he couldn’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only could the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty could also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it could also win over the hearts of the demons in Ghost Forest.
Only in this way could they truly form a rogue army that could dominate the three realms!
The thought of killing multiple birds with one stone swirled in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently said, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and escape!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flew into the clouds, and with a tap of his foot, his mount appeared beneath him. In an instant, man and bird tore through the void and disappeared.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone crazy!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss was spot on, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding Bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liubang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression was also quite sad, and the two rogue subordinates sighed in unison.
Before Youtiao could finish, a fiery red phantom suddenly flew back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughed and asked, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The pupils of the two subordinates were stunned, and their faces twisted with suppressed laughter as they pointed with great effort in a distant direction.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flew off into the distance; moments later, two figures were seen rolling on the ground at the demon cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
Beiju Luzhou, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, called the demon realm by the heavens, and known as the realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the realm, is a dark mountain thousands of feet high, with perpetual cold winds and mists swirling around it, a truly perilous place.
Protectiveness was natural—Qiao San had always favored his human underlings more than the demons of Gu Lin. Though he knew they were faking, he couldn’t deny the truth in their words. In a world ruled by strength, ordinary humans were inevitably looked down upon by demon spirits.
“Alright, alright, don’t mess up my new clothes. I’ll figure something out!”
Since returning to Liubang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “talkative” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose every flaw it seems to point out. The tone, expression, and manner of speaking all leave Qiao San both annoyed and amused.
What annoys him is that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What amuses him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent little scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day too. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts into something strange. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with the Book Spirit flood his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
His heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The peculiar, rogue-like call comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looks up to see his trusted human subordinates, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. They collapse to the ground, gasping, “Boss, even if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life. Why live in this cold cave instead of a grand hall?”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates with a smirk and asks, “You two, I heard you stayed at the Yihong Pavilion for a month without coming down. Had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, that’s unfair! You’re the one who looks down on ordinary women, and now you blame us for not being loyal!”
Their words pause, and the two suddenly burst into exaggerated cries, “Boss, you’ve changed! You don’t care about us anymore! The brothers say you’ve risen to greatness and forgotten us. Now, even seeing you requires climbing this high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the demons’ scorn!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength reigns supreme, powerless mortals are inevitably despised by demons.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes. I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop. They quickly turn to sly smiles and say, “Boss, we heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng in the realm, where a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass grows. Mortals who eat it can fly and teleport instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you little rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for your boss!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. He first gives them a sharp knock on the head, making their eyes spin, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us! We just want to boost your reputation. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is tens of thousands of miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more fond of the Twelfth Princess. Although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, showing great thoughtfulness.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be strengthened to an unbreakable level, and it can even win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
In this way, they can truly form a rogue army that dominates the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind. The determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and teleport!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds. With a tap of his foot, his mount appears beneath him, and in an instant, they tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored. He’s never been so proactive before, acting like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing understands the boss deeply, immediately grasping the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liubang Town anymore. No one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which way is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stare blankly, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off into the distance. Moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
Beiju Luzhou, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the demons.
In fact, the four continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything is the same as the mortal world. The only difference is that demons live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, is a dark mountain thousands of feet high, perpetually shrouded in cold mist and swirling winds, a truly perilous place.
“Hmph! You two little brats planned this all along, didn’t you? You’ve been setting me up!”
Since returning to Liubang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose tone, demeanor, and manner of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit instructs him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar he was over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if my mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day like this. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like my mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts abruptly. Memories of his mother’s affection during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous recollections between the Book Spirit and himself flood his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The peculiar and inappropriate address of a rogue comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The King of Rogues looks up to see his trusted human subordinates, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lie down directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life. You could live in a grand hall, but instead, you choose to live in this cold, desolate cave.”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates with a smirk and asks, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
After a brief pause, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed! You no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to power and abandoned us. Now, even seeing you requires climbing such a high mountain, and we almost fell to our deaths several times. Wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is a human instinct. Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless mortals can only be despised by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, you two. I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries stop instantly. They quickly put on sly smiles and say, “Boss, we heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass grows. If mortals eat it, they can fly and move through the earth instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Huh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss. Bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes their eyes spin, then he curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us! We just want to boost your reputation. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can reach it with a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases Bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess. Although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, showing great thoughtfulness.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be strengthened to an ironclad level, and it can also help win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
In this way, they can truly form a rogue army that can dominate the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind. The determined King of Rogues says impatiently, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and move through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the King of Rogues flies into the clouds. With a tap of his foot, his mount appears beneath him, and the man and bird tear through the void, disappearing in an instant.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored. He’s never been so proactive before, acting like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing understands the boss deeply, immediately grasping Bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liubang Town anymore. No one opposes us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful. The two rogue subordinates sigh deeply in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The pupils of the two subordinates are stunned, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great King of Rogues flies off into the distance. Moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, is a dark mountain a thousand feet high, perpetually shrouded in cold mist and swirling winds, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liulang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “talkative” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose tone, demeanor, and manner of speaking both irritate and delight Qiao San.
What irks him is that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit instructs him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar he was over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if my mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day too. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like my mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his reverie took an unusual turn. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous recollections between the Book Spirit and himself flooded his mind, intertwining and confusing each other.
His mind in chaos, Qiao San sat up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the confusion. His lips trembled mechanically as he muttered, “No way! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address came from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The Rogue King looked up to see his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two were panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lay directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; you have a grand hall, yet you choose to live in this cold, desolate cave.”
Qiao San glanced at his two subordinates and asked with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at the Yihong Pavilion for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Their words paused briefly, and the two suddenly wailed, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to greatness and forgotten us all; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liulang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knew the two were pretending, he had to acknowledge this; in a realm where strength is revered, mortals without magical powers are inevitably scorned by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San could finish, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stopped. They quickly turned to mischievous smiles and said, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain in the realm called Xuanfeng Mountain, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If mortals eat it, they can fly and move through the earth instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and Bold San immediately saw through his subordinates’ schemes. He first knocked them dizzy with a flick, then curiously asked, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally revealed the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you could get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleased Bold San. Secretly pondering, he couldn’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liulang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only could the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty could also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it could also win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
Only in this way could they truly form the Rogue Army that dominates the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirled in his mind. The determined Rogue King impatiently said, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the good days of flying and moving through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the Rogue King flew into the clouds, his mount instantly appearing beneath his feet. In a flash, the man and bird tore through the void and disappeared.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone crazy!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss was spot on, immediately grasping Bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liulang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression was also quite sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sighed in unison.
Before Youtiao could finish, a fiery red phantom suddenly flew back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughed and said, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stared dumbfounded, their faces twisting as they struggled to suppress laughter, pointing with great difficulty into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great Rogue King flew off into the distance; moments later, two figures rolled on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp place, called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, a dark mountain a thousand feet high, perpetually swirling with cold winds and surrounded by mist, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liubang Town, Shuling has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose tone, expressions, and manner of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the great king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever Shuling teaches him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if my mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day like this. Shuling is becoming more and more like my mother. If she evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts into something strange. Memories of his mother’s affection during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous recollections between Shuling and himself flood his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Great King, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looks up to see his trusted human henchmen, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from the climb, lying directly on the ground. “Huff, huff… Boss, if you’re going to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; you could live in a grand hall, but you choose to live in this cold cave.”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates and asks with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself don’t care for ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
After a brief pause, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers all say that once you rise to power, you forget about us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, mortals without magical powers can only be scorned by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop, and they quickly turn to a sly smile, saying, “Boss, we heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If mortals eat it, they can fly and escape instantly, heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Eh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and Bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. He first gives them a knock on the head that makes stars appear in their eyes, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but with a sneeze, you could be there!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases Bold San, and he secretly thinks more fondly of the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
In this way, they can truly form a rogue army that can dominate the three realms!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and escape!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds, his mount appearing beneath his feet in an instant. Man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding Bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liubang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also quite sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh deeply in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The shocked pupils of the two subordinates stare dumbly, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off into the distance; moments later, two figures are seen rolling on the ground at the demon cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
Beiju Luzhou, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp place, known as the demon realm in the celestial realm and the earthly realm in the hearts of the spirits.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world, with the same sun, the same moon, the same mountains, the same waters… everything is the same as the mortal world, the only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the earthly realm, a dark mountain a thousand feet high, with perpetual cold winds and mists, a truly perilous place.
Since returning to Liubang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose mannerisms, expressions, and way of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the once great king of rogues, is now being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent little scholar Xiao Qiaosheng, reminiscent of his younger self over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day like this. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts into something strange. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with the Book Spirit flood his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be going mad!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s characteristic, unorthodox call comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looks up to see his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from the climb. Shaobing and Youtiao lie down directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life. Why live in this cold cave instead of a grand hall?”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates and asks with a smirk, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wah… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Pausing briefly, the two suddenly burst into loud cries, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! Everyone says you’ve risen to greatness and abandoned us. Now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wah… and we have to endure these demons’ scorn!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless mortals can only be despised by demons.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries stop instantly, and they quickly turn to sly smiles, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain in the realm called Xuanfeng Mountain, where a magical herb named Golden Jade Grass grows. Mortals who eat it can fly and move through the earth instantly. Heh, heh… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Hey, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes stars appear in their eyes, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Heh, heh… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in this realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth Princess. Although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be strengthened to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in Ghost Forest.
Only in this way can a truly formidable rogue army that dominates the three realms be formed!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and move through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds, his mount appearing beneath his feet in an instant. Man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored. He’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone mad!” The round Shaobing understands the boss deeply, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liubang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San, slightly blushing, coughs and asks, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The two subordinates’ pupils are shocked and dazed, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off into the distance. Moments later, two figures are seen rolling on the ground at the demon cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four great continents, a cold and damp land, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the demons.
In fact, the four great continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that demons live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the East and South Gates of the Earth Realm, is a dark mountain a thousand feet high, perpetually swirling with cold winds and shrouded in mist, a truly perilous place.
With Jinzhiyucao, not only could his band of rogues gain immense power, but their loyalty would become ironclad. It would also help him win over the demon spirits of Gu Lin.
Only then could he truly form the unrivaled Rogue Army that would dominate all three realms.
Since returning to Liubang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose manner, expression, and way of speaking both infuriate and delight Qiao San.
What infuriates him is that he, the king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit teaches, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar Qiao Sheng of over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably discipline me all day long like this. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts in an unusual way. Memories of his mother’s love in his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous memories with the Book Spirit flood into his heart, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his heart in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the confusion. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be crazy!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s uniquely inappropriate address comes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
The rogue king looks up to see his trusted human subordinates, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao lie directly on the ground, gasping, “Huff, huff… Boss, even if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; instead of living in a grand hall, you choose to live in this cold cave.”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates and asks with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at Yihong Tower for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wuwu… Boss, it’s unfair! You yourself look down on ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
After a slight pause, the two suddenly start wailing, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers all say you’ve risen to power and forgotten us; now, even to see you, we have to climb such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wuwu… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liubang Town better than the demons of Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he has to acknowledge this; in a realm where strength is respected, mortals without magical powers are only scorned by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop, and they quickly turn to a sly smile, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a mountain called Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where there’s a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass. If mortals eat it, they can fly and move through the earth instantly. Hehe… Boss, why don’t you go get some?!”
“Eh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he knocks them both dizzy with a flick, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about it!”
“Hehe… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some magical powers, how can we survive in the realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is tens of thousands of miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San. Secretly pondering, he can’t help but feel even more affection for the Twelfth; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liubang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be upgraded to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in Ghost Forest.
Only in this way can a truly formidable rogue army that dominates the three realms be formed!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go get the Golden Jade Grass right now. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the good days of flying and moving through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds, his mount instantly appearing beneath his feet. In a flash, man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone crazy!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, we have no fun in Liubang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also quite sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh deeply in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Qiao San, riding the ancient divine bird, blushes slightly and coughs, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The pupils of the two subordinates are stunned, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off into the distance again; moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the demon cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest a bit.
The Northern Fear Reed Continent, one of the four continents, a cold and damp place, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four continents are all in the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything here is no different from the mortal world. The only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the east and south gates of the Earth Realm, is a dark mountain thousands of feet high, with perpetual cold winds and mist, a truly perilous place.
With a whoosh, the Rogue King soared into the clouds. With a stomp of his foot, his mount appeared beneath him. In an instant, man and bird tore through space and vanished.
Since returning to Liulang Town, the Book Spirit has become increasingly “verbose” and particularly fond of disciplining the unruly San, whose manner, expression, and way of speaking both irritate and delight Qiao San.
What irritates him is that he, the king of rogues, is being disciplined by his own servant, blurring the lines between master and servant!
What delights him is that whenever the Book Spirit instructs him, he feels a warmth in his heart, instantly transforming from the bold San to the obedient and intelligent young scholar he was over a decade ago.
“Sigh… if mother were still here, she would probably be disciplining me all day. The Book Spirit is becoming more and more like mother. If it evolves a few more times, perhaps… ah!”
At this thought, Qiao San’s heartstrings suddenly tighten, and his reverie shifts abruptly. Memories of his mother’s love during his childhood and the beautiful, ambiguous recollections with the Book Spirit flood his mind, intertwining and confusing each other.
With his mind in turmoil, Qiao San sits up abruptly, instinctively waving his hand as if to dispel the chaos. His lips tremble mechanically as he mutters, “No way! Impossible! I must be crazy!”
“Boss, I’m exhausted!”
The rogue’s peculiar and inappropriate address echoes from outside the cave, interrupting Qiao San’s wild thoughts.
Looking up, Qiao San sees his trusted human confidants, Shaobing and Youtiao.
Despite the help of minor demons, the two are panting heavily from climbing the mountain. Shaobing and Youtiao collapse on the ground, gasping, “Boss, even if you want to be a demon, you shouldn’t live such a hard life; why live in this cold cave instead of a grand hall?”
Qiao San glances at his two subordinates and asks with a smile, “You two, I heard you stayed at the Yihong Pavilion for a month without coming down. What, had enough fun and finally remembered your boss?!”
“Wuwu… Boss, it’s not fair! You yourself don’t fancy ordinary women, yet you blame us for not being loyal!”
Pausing briefly, the two suddenly wail, “Boss, you’ve changed, you no longer care about us! The brothers say you’ve risen to greatness and forgotten us; now, even seeing you requires climbing such a high mountain, almost falling to our deaths several times, wuwu… and we have to endure the disdain of these demons!”
Protecting one’s own is human nature, and Qiao San naturally treats his subordinates from Liulang Town better than the demons of the Ghost Forest. Although he knows the two are pretending, he can’t help but agree; in a realm where strength is revered, powerless mortals are inevitably scorned by spirits.
“Sigh, don’t dirty my new clothes, I’ll think of something!”
Before Qiao San finishes speaking, Shaobing and Youtiao’s cries immediately stop, and they quickly flash a sly smile, saying, “Boss, I heard there’s a Xuanfeng Mountain in the realm, where a magical herb called Golden Jade Grass grows. Mortals who eat it can instantly fly and burrow through the earth, hehe… Boss, why don’t you get some for us?!”
“Eh, you rascals, you’ve planned this all along, setting a trap for me!”
The boss is the boss, and the bold San immediately sees through his subordinates’ schemes. First, he gives them a knock on the head that makes stars appear in their eyes, then curiously asks, “Who told you about the Golden Jade Grass? Even I didn’t know about such a thing!”
“Hehe… Boss, spare us, we just wanted to support you. Without some divine powers, how can we survive in this realm?!”
After some flattery, Shaobing and Youtiao finally reveal the truth, “It was the Twelfth Princess who told us. She also said that Xuanfeng Mountain is a hundred thousand miles away from our Ghost Forest, but you can get there with just a sneeze!”
The subordinates’ exaggeration greatly pleases the bold San, and he secretly feels even more affection for the Twelfth Princess; although the little fox girl is now busy managing the mundane affairs of Liulang Town, she still remembers to plan for him, truly thoughtful.
With the Golden Jade Grass, not only can the rogues’ abilities soar, but their loyalty can also be strengthened to an ironclad level, and it can also win over the hearts of the demons in the Ghost Forest.
Only in this way can a truly formidable rogue army that dominates the three realms be formed!
The idea of killing multiple birds with one stone swirls in his mind, and the determined rogue king impatiently says, “Alright, I’ll go and fetch the Golden Jade Grass. You two go back and tell the brothers to wait for the day they can fly and burrow through the earth!”
With a whoosh, the rogue king flies into the clouds, his mount appearing beneath his feet in an instant. Man and bird tear through the void and disappear.
“Wow, the boss must be really bored, he’s never been so proactive before, it’s like he’s gone crazy!” The round Shaobing’s understanding of the boss is spot on, immediately hitting the nail on the head regarding the bold San’s true feelings.
“Yeah, there’s no fun in Liulang Town anymore, no one to oppose us! Sigh…” Youtiao’s expression is also sorrowful, and the two rogue subordinates sigh in unison.
Before Youtiao finishes speaking, a fiery red phantom suddenly flies back. Riding the ancient divine bird, Qiao San blushes slightly and coughs, “Which direction is Xuanfeng Mountain?”
The two subordinates’ pupils are shocked and dazed, their faces twisting as they struggle to suppress laughter, pointing with great effort into the distance.
With a flash of red light, the great rogue king flies off again; moments later, two figures roll on the ground at the cave entrance, their unrestrained laughter brightening the gloomy Ghost Forest.
The Northern Fearful Reed Continent, one of the four continents, a cold and damp place, is called the Demon Realm by the heavens and the Earth Realm by the spirits.
In fact, the four continents are all in the same world; the sun, the moon, the mountains, the water… everything is the same as in the mortal world, the only difference is that spirits live here, while mortals live in the human world!
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the East and South Gates of the Earth Realm, is a dark mountain a thousand feet high, perpetually swirling with cold winds and fog, a truly perilous place.
“Yeah… Liubang Town has become so dull. There’s no one to fight anymore! Sigh…” Youtiao also wore a look of deep melancholy, and together the two rogues sighed in unison.
Before Youtiao even finished speaking, a flash of red light suddenly returned. Qiao San, riding his ancient divine bird, coughed awkwardly, a slight blush on his face. “Which way is Xuanfeng Mountain again?”
The two henchmen’s eyes widened in shock, barely holding back their laughter as their expressions twisted in effort. Finally, they raised trembling arms to point into the distance.
With a flicker of red light, the mighty Rogue King vanished once more. Moments later, two figures could be seen rolling on the ground at the mouth of the demon cave, laughing so hard the gloomy forest of Gu Lin seemed to brighten slightly.
Beiju Luzhou, one of the four great continents, was a cold and damp land. The celestial beings called it the Demon Realm, while demon spirits themselves referred to it as the Earthly Domain.
In truth, all four continents existed within the same world. The sun, the moon, the mountains, the rivers—everything was the same as in the human world. The only difference was that this realm was home to demon spirits, while the human world was for ordinary mortals.
Xuanfeng Mountain, located between the eastern and southern gates of the Earthly Domain, was a mountain steeped in yin energy. Towering thousands of feet high, it was constantly swept by cold winds and shrouded in mist—truly a perilous and formidable place.
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