Lu Sheng did not understand why the State Minister would want her to keep a demon like Chi Ming, who had cultivated for a thousand years, instead of letting Chu Sihan kill him.
“A thousand-year-old Red Dog is not easy to find.”
Chu Sihan kept the King of Hades’ Sword and explained calmly, “Keep it. He will be of use one day.”
Seeing that she was still doubtful, Chu Sihan chuckled and said, “Keep it. When Uncle-Master Lu comes back, he’ll know what to do.”
Although she still did not understand, Lu Sheng still kept Chi Ming obediently.
After Chi Ming’s defeat, the color of the sky slowly returned to darkness.
The State Minister summoned his white lotus mount and carried the four of them back to the city before changing back to the original carriage.
A black figure flashed across the sky.
Ye Luo looked up but saw nothing.
When Xiahou Tang reached the suburbs, he only saw traces of fighting, but no one was around.
He did not even see the corpses of Chi Ming and the Illusory Demons.
He gritted his teeth. “State Minister!”
He had only cultivated for two hundred years, and had used almost all his strength to control Chi Ming. Now that he suffered a backlash, he might not be able to recover in a year or so.
He had thought that he would be able to live a glorious life after today. Who knew that he would suffer a double loss?
“Cough, cough—”
He clutched his chest and coughed, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
“Master!”
The Crown Prince who followed him hurried over to support him.
Xiahou Tang forced himself to remain calm. “Send me back to Xiahou Mansion.”
The Crown Prince did not know what happened yet, but seeing Xiahou Tang’s expression, it was likely that the matter had failed.
He gritted his teeth and hurried to send Xiahou Tang back to Xiahou Mansion.
The next day.
After the notice that the demons were destroyed was out, the citizens, who had been forced to be confined for a day, finally cheered and went out to the streets again.
That day, the Emperor summoned the State Minister to the palace.
In the evening, the State Minister brought the Emperor to Ye Luo’s courtyard.
Prime Minister Fu, the Crown Prince, and the Eldest Prince came together.
“Your Majesty, I don’t have good tea here.”
After the group bowed, Ye Luo suddenly spoke.
The Emperor laughed heartily. “Hero Ye, I’m not here for your tea. I’m here to see the hero of Xuan Yue Country.”
Ever since the Crown Prince entered, his gaze had been on Lu Sheng.
After sending Xiahou Tang back yesterday, Xiahou Tang asked him about Chu Sihan and Lu Sheng.
He knew Chu Sihan’s identity, but not Lu Sheng.
After telling Xiahou Tang about Chu Sihan’s family background and his deeds over the years, Xiahou Tang instructed him to keep an eye on Lu Sheng.
Chu Sihan glanced at the State Minister. Seeing his nod, he could not help but feel relieved.
“I heard that the reason why we were able to destroy the demons yesterday was because of your help. I thank you on behalf of all the citizens of Xuan Yue Country!”
Lu Sheng knew that the State Minister would not reveal Chu Sihan’s identity, so this ‘honor’ would probably fall on her and Ye Luo.
Although Ye Luo was usually careless, he was not careless at all when it came to things related to his disciple.
“Your Majesty, you must be joking. We are cultivators. Subduing demons and getting rid of evil is our duty.”
“Of course!” Ye Luo chuckled. “If Your Majesty really wants to thank me, I won’t ask for anything else. Just give me a few jars of fine wine.”
The State Minister glanced at him indifferently, and a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes under his bamboo hat.
His Junior Brother only cared about alcohol. No wonder his master kept calling him a good-for-nothing.