Chapter 28: The Tomb of the Demon Emperor

Mu Wanqing, Bai Lishong, Bing Muer, and Old Hua all quickly turned their attention to the painting.

They felt as if the rooster in the painting radiated endless golden light, with the very essence of heaven and earth surging towards them like a tidal wave. Unable to withstand such overwhelming power, they swiftly averted their eyes.

Terrifying! Far too terrifying!

A casually drawn picture, yet it contained such a dreadful embodiment of the natural laws of the universe.

“Ah, Young Master Chen’s painting is truly supernatural, his skill has reached the pinnacle of perfection, completely merging with the laws of nature, as if one with heaven and earth itself,” Huangfu Meng hurriedly exclaimed.

She added, “As for the city lord, he was quietly circulating his inner force to cultivate when he was startled by Young Master Chen’s painting. His energy suddenly reversed and injured him internally.”

She knew that Chen Changsheng viewed himself as an ordinary man and disliked discussing matters of cultivation, so she could only explain it this way.

“I only drew a rooster at random, yet they call it supernatural and peerless…” Chen Changsheng smiled wryly. Were the girls of this world all so inept at flattery?

Nangong Ba’s face burned hotly, as if he’d been slapped. A simple rooster, yet its crow was the terrifying sound of the great Dao itself—truly a recluse of unfathomable depth.

He no longer doubted Huangfu Meng’s words in the slightest. Indeed, it was this Young Master Chen’s daughter who had completely annihilated Tuoba Ye in both body and spirit—there could be no mistake.

He glanced complicatedly at the exquisitely beautiful little girl standing not far away; his heart suddenly shuddered. Should this child wish to wipe him out in body and soul, it would likely take but a moment.

“I am the little princess of the Southern Domain City. My name is Bing Muer. I greet Young Master Chen!” Bing Muer had already stepped forward and spoke respectfully to Chen Changsheng.

Her eyes brimmed with awe, and even her legs trembled slightly. In a place like Qingshui Town, there truly was a terrifying master in hiding.

Unbelievable!

“The little princess of the Southern Domain City?” Chen Changsheng was taken aback. No wonder she exuded such noble bearing—so she was a princess!

Quite an impressive background!

Even a princess addressed him so deferentially; people in this world were certainly well-mannered!

“My name is Chen Changsheng, and this is my daughter, Chen Die’er,” Chen Changsheng replied with a gentle smile.

Bing Muer looked to Old Hua and Nangong Ba. “This is Old Hua, my servant, and this is the Lord of White Emperor City.”

“Greetings, Young Master Chen!” Nangong Ba no longer dared to act presumptuously and, together with Old Hua, bowed respectfully to Chen Changsheng.

Even the Lord of White Emperor City had come.

The other old man was also a servant of the little princess.

All of them were people of status!

“You are all too courteous,” Chen Changsheng waved his hand dismissively and continued, “I have nothing much to do in my leisure time besides making delicious food, mainly because my daughter Die’er loves to eat. Since so many guests are here today, why not let me prepare a dish for you all to taste?”

“Is it grilled fish again?” Mu Wanqing and Bai Lishong’s eyes lit up as they asked in unison.

They knew full well the secrets behind Chen Changsheng’s grilled fish.

“Grilled fish?” Chen Changsheng shook his head. “I’ve already served you grilled fish a few times. Today, let’s try something different.”

“Ah, no grilled fish today?” Mu Wanqing and Bai Lishong cried out in surprise.

A trace of disappointment flashed across both their eyes. How wonderful it would be to taste Young Master Chen’s grilled fish once more.

“Today, I want to make a dish that none of you has ever tasted before. It’s called Boiled Fish.”

Boiled Fish—an earthly dish. Chen Changsheng doubted any of them had ever eaten it.

“Boiled Fish?” Bing Muer’s face brightened with anticipation. “Then we’ll be in your debt, Young Master Chen!”

“Princess, there’s no need to be so polite,” Chen Changsheng replied with a wave of his hand. “Please wait here for a moment. It will be ready soon. Die’er, come help your father.”

“Alright, Daddy!” Chen Die’er responded crisply and followed Chen Changsheng away.

“What a shame—it’s not grilled fish this time,” Bai Lishong sighed, full of regret.

“Sect Master, the blessings this master has bestowed upon us are already immense. We should be content, not greedy,” Mu Wanqing said, though she too felt a tinge of regret.

“Wanqing is right,” Bai Lishong nodded quickly.

“Is Young Master Chen’s grilled fish really that marvelous?” Bing Muer asked in surprise.

“Princess, it’s just a pity that he’s not making grilled fish today. If he were, you’d know—it’s truly the most exquisite flavor in the world,” Bai Lishong sighed.

“Oh.” Bing Muer seemed unimpressed. Wasn’t it just grilled fish? Was there any need to exaggerate so much? To call it a blessing—how absurd!

“By the way, Princess, how did you know that Young Master Chen was living in seclusion here in Qingshui Town, enough to come all the way from Southern Domain City to visit him?” Mu Wanqing asked Bing Muer.

“It wasn’t a special trip,” Bing Muer shook her head. “Old Hua and I were originally heading to the White Emperor City Lord’s mansion to investigate the matter of the Demon Lord’s return. By chance, we met the Lord of White Emperor City and Huangfu Meng, who were on their way to visit Young Master Chen, so we came along.”

“The Demon Lord’s return?” At these words, Mu Wanqing and Bai Lishong were stunned and exchanged glances.

“Yes,” Bing Muer replied. “Old Hua read the stars and learned that a great demon had descended upon White Emperor City.”

She continued, “The key point is that the arrival of this demon will most likely cause changes in the Tomb of the Demon Emperor. My guess is that the demon is targeting the tomb.”

“The Tomb of the Demon Emperor!” Mu Wanqing and Bai Lishong were struck as if by lightning and trembled violently.

They had naturally heard of the legend of the Demon Emperor’s Tomb. Even if the story was riddled with holes—how could such a tomb exist in a place like White Emperor City?—what if it was true? Should the tomb truly change and the Demon Emperor be reborn, White Emperor City would face disaster!

Bai Lishong’s gaze then brightened. “Old Hua, you’re certain that a demon has already descended upon White Emperor City?”

“Absolutely,” Old Hua nodded. “In fact, word of this has already spread throughout the Southern Domain.”

Bai Lishong exhaled slowly. “In that case, might this demon you speak of be related to the one our Tianyun Sect slew just days ago?”

“What, your Tianyun Sect has slain a demon?” Nangong Ba exclaimed.

Bing Muer, Old Hua, and Huangfu Meng all looked at Bai Lishong in shock.

“To be precise, the demon our Tianyun Sect slew was Tu Wuchang, who had terrorized this region three hundred years ago,” Bai Lishong explained.

“Tu Wuchang appeared again, and was slain by your Tianyun Sect?” Nangong Ba was astonished. “Your sect is only a star-ranked one—how could you possibly slay such a demon? It’s truly unexpected.”

“All thanks to Young Master Chen’s assistance,” Bai Lishong replied.

At once, everyone understood. No wonder Bai Lishong and Mu Wanqing were here—it was because Young Master Chen had helped them slay a demon.