269: lust upon seeing beauty

"Do it a few more times, and maybe you'll at least grow a brain."

Chen Yu stared at Her Majesty's face, which was inches away, and suddenly felt her throat go dry.

[Ahhh... my legs are weak, my waist is sore, and I'm getting wet...]

Shang Wan Ning saw the White-Haired Loli beneath her with wandering eyes, flushed cheeks, and an unconscious swallow.

The slight anger in her heart was instantly replaced by speechlessness.

[Heh, looking at her like this, I'm afraid my 'punishment' has become a reward in this lewd loli's eyes.]

"I have a brain," Chen Yu said weakly, trying to regain some ground. "I just can't outplay that black-bellied fox Ling Qi."

She paused, then added another line, unafraid of being 'beaten': "When it comes to schemes, doesn't A Ning also lose to the Secretary-General?"

"Otherwise, how did she, a rootless Ghost Messenger back then, fight her way out of a hundred competitors and successfully hook up... er, assist you with 'zero emotional foundation'?"

Chen Yu swallowed the word "hook up" and replaced it, but the meaning was obvious.

Shang Wan Ning's eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't refute it.

Because it was indeed the truth.

Ling Qi's methods back then were indeed sharp.

Love at first sight? It was just being lustful at first sight and then being skillfully manipulated by the other party.

She didn't dwell on the topic anymore, released her grip on Chen Yu, and neatly rolled off the bed. Her black wind robe brushed over the straw mat, not catching a speck of dust.

"Clean yourself up."

Shang Wan Ning regained her usual seriousness and adjusted her cuffs with her back to Chen Yu. "When day breaks, I want to meet that Grass Spirit Dog Clan leader who 'hospitably entertained' you."

Chen Yu rubbed her sore chin and sat up, looking at Shang Wan Ning's tall, cold back and pouting.

[Flirting without finishing, psh, what a scumbag woman!]

...The sky was just beginning to brighten, and Grass Spirit Village was still shrouded in mist. Feng Xi waited outside the treehouse early, her heart racing with anxiety.

The Lord Prefectural City God had specifically sent a message at the second quarter of the Chou hour, stating that the Underworld would send an Envoy for an inspection this morning.

The treehouse door opened with a creak.

Feng Xi immediately bowed. "Welcome, Lord Prefectural City God and the Envoy..." She looked up, and the words got stuck in her throat.

Behind the White-Haired Loli followed a woman dressed in a plain robe with an ordinary face.

This woman's aura was restrained, making her look unremarkable. Only her eyes were so deep they seemed to absorb the surrounding light.

"Sister Feng Xi."

Chen Yu broke the silence with a cough and introduced her seriously. "This is the Underworld's special Envoy, Shang—er, Envoy Shang."

"She's here specifically to inspect Grass Spirit Village and evaluate the 'Spirit Farmer' establishment matters."

Feng Xi's heart tightened. Not daring to be negligent, she quickly gave a deep bow. "Feng Xi, leader of the Grass Spirit Dog Clan, greets the Envoy. You have traveled far, it must have been hard on you."

The "Envoy Shang" played by Shang Wan Ning nodded slightly, her tone flat. "Clan Leader Feng, there is no need for such formalities. It is my duty."

Her gaze swept casually over the village and the distant mountains and forests. "I heard that the Gray-Backed Wolf Clan attacked your clan a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes," Feng Xi replied quickly, still feeling lingering fear. "Thanks to the divine power of the Lord Prefectural City God and the timely arrival of Lady Meng to eliminate the ringleader, our clan was saved."

She deliberately emphasized the descent of Lady Meng.

Shang Wan Ning's eyes narrowed slightly; this was the key to her trip. She asked as if casually, "Oh? Lady Meng's divine power is vast. Her descent into the Demon must have startled everyone?"

"I wonder if any other deities came to investigate?" she asked nonchalantly.

Fear appeared on Feng Xi's face. "To answer the Envoy, it is strange. Lady Meng's divine power was like a prison, her aura covering the entire northern Demon."

"But from beginning to end, besides the exterminated Wolf Butcher, not a single Great Demon's aura was revealed, nor did any priests under Lord Ao Ya come to intercept."

Shang Wan Ning's fingertips curled slightly under her wide sleeves.

As expected!

Sister Meng's descent into the northern Demon with an avatar was no different from dropping a nuclear bomb on the Demon race's territory.

Yet the old fogies of the Demon collectively played deaf and mute, showing no reaction.

Such a situation was truly extraordinary!

Either they feared Sister Meng's strength and dared not step forward—but this was highly unlikely, as Demon deities were always arrogant.

Or there was something more critical than dealing with Sister Meng's descent, something they feared more or that prevented them from being distracted, keeping them bound.

It even made them afraid to easily reveal their own auras.

The waters of the Demon were deeper and murkier than Shang Wan Ning had expected.

Shang Wan Ning suppressed her calculations. "Mmh, Lady Meng has her own profound reasons for her actions."

She gave a perfunctory reply and turned to Chen Yu. "Prefecture City God, regarding the 'Spirit Farmer' inspection details, I need to discuss them with you in depth."

Chen Yu understood and immediately followed up. "Clan Leader Feng, you go ahead and get busy. I have important matters to discuss with the Envoy."

"Yes." Feng Xi did not dare to disturb them and quickly withdrew.

"Bang!" The treehouse door closed.

Shang Wan Ning casually set up a restriction to block probes and turned to look at Chen Yu. "A-Yu."

"I'm here." Chen Yu subconsciously straightened her small body.

"The Grass Spirit Dog Clan is naturally close to wood spiritual energy, and their methods for cultivating spiritual plants are unparalleled among the Demon race. Whether it's the various factions within the Demon, the Underworld, or even those playing-dead immortals and gods in the heavens, who wouldn't want to grasp this clan in their hands?"

She noticed Chen Yu stiffen and knew she was listening. "Based on the current situation, the Grass Spirit Dogs' life in the Demon isn't as stable and cozy as yours in this treehouse. Being bullied by the Gray-Backed Wolf Clan to the point of near extinction is proof of that."

Shang Wan Ning paused. "I don't believe a group of old things who have lived for tens of thousands of years would be a bunch of fools who only know wine and women."

"They even dared to refine a 'Fake Ghost Gate Pass,' showing the extent of their ambition. Being so ambitious, yet turning a blind eye to a 'strategic resource' like the Grass Spirit Dogs and letting them be bullied by a subordinate race? Even..."

She leaned closer, her body fragrance carrying a hint of chill: "Sister Meng's avatar descending to the north caused a huge commotion, equivalent to setting a fire at their doorstep."

"And the result? Besides the struck-dead Wolf Butcher, did a single real Great Demon or Deity show their face? They all played deaf and mute, shrinking back faster than gophers."

Shang Wan Ning tapped Chen Yu's forehead with her fingertip, her force carrying a warning.

"The waters of this Demon are very murky. The calm on the surface likely hides a vortex underneath that can swallow gods."

"The Grass Spirit Dogs' situation is far more complex than what you see. Their eagerness to side with the Underworld might just be an attempt to use your title as 'Prefecture City God' as a springboard."

"Does Your Majesty mean that the Grass Spirit Dog Clan's alignment with the Underworld might have ulterior motives?"

Shang Wan Ning nodded. "Most likely. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

"The Yin Jiao Clan is a cautionary tale; I never believe in pies falling from the sky."

"I'm just afraid this sugar-coated bullet hides a deadly poison."

Chen Yu shuddered. Thinking about it carefully, it did indeed feel awkward.

She muttered to herself, "It's just too coincidental."