"Let him go," said Chongming.
The candlelight cast a warm glow on Chongming's chiseled face, making it look as smooth and shiny as jade. Yaohua stared blankly at him.
"You should go back and rest for now. We'll talk about this tomorrow," said Chongming as he walked towards the couch. Yaohua followed him instinctively.
"Do you have something else to say?"
Only then did Yaohua realize that her master was about to rest.
"No, nothing," she replied.
She felt a little disappointed. If only she were a boy, she could sleep in the same room with her master and admire his handsome face every day.
Like a person under a spell, Yaohua returned to her room. As soon as she opened the door, she was startled by a large pool of blood beside the bed. She immediately came to her senses.
Looking around, she found that Dianyu, who had been lying on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.
Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned to look for her master.
To her surprise, her master was standing at the door, holding a lantern as if he was about to go out.
Yaohua's eyes lit up. She quickly grabbed her master's hand and led him to her room.
Chongming followed her into the room. Seeing the room was in a mess and the bloodstains beside the bed extended all the way to the door, he frowned slightly.
"It must be the clan chief who did this!" Yaohua said regretfully. "I should have dragged her along to find you just now."
Following the bloodstains, the master and disciple came to the clan chief's chamber.
"Qihua, you promised the Demon Lord that you would turn the entire pheasant clan into demons. Now the deadline has passed. Why haven't you fulfilled your promise?"
"I hope the Demon Envoy can be more lenient and give me some more time..."
Yaohua quietly grabbed her master's sleeve.
She never expected to stumble upon such a thing.
Fortunately, she hadn't acted impulsively and come alone to look for someone.
"Master..."
"It's the demons," Chongming whispered.
"Who's there?"
A sharp voice came from inside, scaring Yaohua into silence.
She instinctively tightened her grip on the thing in her hand.
At that moment, a black shadow flew out of the chamber like an arrow from a bow.
Chongming raised his palm, and a barrier immediately blocked the shadow outside.
"Divine Lord Chongming?" Qihua, who followed the black shadow out, turned pale as a sheet when he saw the master and disciple.
The black shadow landed and transformed into a black-clothed man.
"I didn't expect the noble and upright Divine Lord Chongming to eavesdrop," the black-clothed man said sarcastically.
Yaohua was immediately annoyed.
"You rat in the gutter, who are you talking to!" Relying on her master's protection, Yaohua stepped in front of her master and glared at the black-clothed man.
"How dare you speak rudely to me! You're looking for death!" The black-clothed man was furious. Black energy surged in his palm.
It was the same black energy as before!
Yaohua's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing that Yaohua was a little scared, Chongming protected her behind him again. His calm eyes looked coldly at the black-clothed man.
"Qihua, who is he?"
Although his eyes were on the black-clothed man, his words were directed at the clan chief.
The interrogative words were like a knife, stabbing straight into Qihua's heart.
"Divine Lord, I..."
Qihua didn't dare to look at Chongming. His lowered eyes seemed to be admitting his crime.
"Master, why waste time talking to them? We should capture them first," Yaohua said angrily, thinking of her sixth elder brother who had been taken away by the false god. "None of these demons are good people!"
"Capture me? You must be joking," the black-clothed man sneered.
Yaohua frowned. What was this man's background? He didn't even put her master in his eyes!
Just as this thought flashed through her mind, Yaohua saw her master's robe flutter. A bright silver light fell from the sky. Yaohua couldn't help but raise her hand to shield her eyes. At that moment, the night sky was as bright as day.
Chongming took a step forward, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the black-clothed man.
At the same time, the black robe that the black-clothed man used to cover his face suddenly turned into a puff of mist, revealing his face.
Yaohua let out a soft cry and quickly covered her mouth.
This man didn't have any facial features!
Was this a disguise, or was this his real appearance?
Chongming raised his hand. The next moment, the disappeared black robe reappeared out of thin air and covered the black-clothed man's face.
This was even more humiliating to the black-clothed man than verbal insults.
"What, the great divine lord judges people by their appearance?"
"My master is kind to me. What does it have to do with whether he's a divine lord or not? I think you're just jealous. If you have the ability, go and find such a good master!"
Yaohua wasn't afraid of him at all now. "No wonder you hide your head and show your tail. It turns out you're too ashamed to show your face."
She thought this was just stating the facts, but the black-clothed man was so angry that he trembled all over.
"You're bullying the demons too much!"
"Humph, you demons are always looking for trouble. You still have the nerve to say such things. I'm ashamed for you as a child."
The black-clothed man stood in the white light, trembling all over. Thick demonic energy emanated from his body as if he wanted to fight against Chongming. But the demonic energy he condensed disappeared in the white light like evaporated water.
"I thought you were so powerful. It turns out you can only talk big," Yaohua whispered. Chongming gave her a casual glance, and she stuck out her tongue. "I was just joking!"
"Who sent you, and why do you want the entire pheasant clan to fall into demonhood?"
After Chongming asked the question, the spiritual light on his fingertip directly penetrated into the black-clothed man's forehead.
This was the True Word Spell used by the Celestial Realm for interrogation. No one in the Three Realms could resist Chongming's True Word Spell.
"I am..." The black-clothed man really opened his mouth.
But just as he was about to speak, his thin body began to swell rapidly like a pig's stomach being filled with water.
Bang!
After a loud noise, a foul smell and blood splashed towards them.
Yaohua held her breath and quickly summoned the Phoenix Fire to burn all the blood and stench.
Chongming retracted the white light into his palm, and the night sky was as dark as ink.
Qihua walked up to Chongming and knelt on one knee.
"Where is Dianzhu?"
Qihua was stunned. "I don't know..."
"At this point, you still want to lie to us?" Yaohua was anxious and angry. She wished she could pry open his mouth. "Master, can't we use the True Word Spell again?"
Chongming shook his head.
The True Word Spell could only be used on Celestial Realm criminals.
Qihua wasn't one yet.
"I really don't know," Qihua said dejectedly. "She never came back after leaving the pheasant clan."
Chongming paused for a while. "This involves the demons. You know this can't be easily resolved, right?"
Qihua closed his eyes. "I know I've committed a heinous crime, but Dianyu... She doesn't deserve to die. I hope the divine lord can show mercy."
Right, there was also Dianyu!
Thinking of the pool of blood beside the bed, Yaohua's face darkened. "You still have the nerve to plead for Sister Dianyu. You seriously injured her and brought her here. Do you still want to pretend to be a kind father and filial daughter?"
Hearing this, Qihua was stunned. "No, I haven't left this place at all tonight..."
"Then who else could it be? Could Sister Dianyu have injured herself?"
The other person wasn't a fool. Why would she do such a thing when she had a bright future?
"Why not?"
The sudden female voice startled Yaohua, but the next moment, her angry eyes suddenly lit up.