The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Gu Xijiu looked down and caught Di Fuyi watching her intensely; her heart skipped a beat. She was undoubtedly left in awe of his charm. She was surprised that he could make her heart race even without uttering a word.

“Xijiu! Xijiu!” There was a voice coming from behind the carriage. It was Yun Yanli.

“What is the matter?” Gu Xijiu responded, calmly.

“Is Prince Nianmo all right?” Yun Yanli seemed concerned. He was actually worried that Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi might teleport away, so he needed to initiate a random conversation with them to make sure that they were still in the carriage.

“I am not okay.” Di Fuyi suddenly interrupted. “I am so weak that I am now on the brink of dying. Would you like to come over here and have a look?”

His firm and sarcastic tone would have certainly misled any audience about his actual current condition.

Yun Yanli gave him an awkward response, “Prince Nianmo, you must be joking.”

Di Fuyi simply answered, “Am I?”

Yun Yanli felt that the conversation was meaningless. He felt as though the man was mocking him, but could not voice his dissatisfaction. He politely ended the conversation and decided not to talk between the carriages.

In fact, he had already set up a small wizardry barrier that surrounded Gu Xijiu’s entire carriage. If she used her teleportation skill, the wizardry barrier would immediately alert Yun Yanli of the situation. He suspected that Gu Xijiu had unraveled part of the truth and that Di Fuyi was severely injured from the events in the poisonous swamp, so the wizardry barrier was actually a test.

If Gu Xijiu had indeed found out the truth, he believed that she would definitely teleport away with Di Fuyi to safety, given Di Fuyi’s condition. However, instead of running away, Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi stayed. Hence, it was safe to assume that they were unaware of his plot.

The main problem that he had was that Di Fuyi knew exactly how Yun Yanli felt about him. They had an intense discussion the last time they had met. Since Di Fuyi did not seem to have the intention to leave, Yun Yanli immediately assumed that Di Fuyi must have thought that he was strong enough to fight him right now. Either that or he must be thinking that Yun Yanli would not dare to touch him in front of Gu Xijiu. Did Di Fuyi really think that Yun Yanli could not do anything to him because of Gu Xijiu’s presence?

From their brief encounter, Yun Yanli was unable to assess Di Fuyi’s level of Kung Fu. Moreover, Di Fuyi had refused to show off his strength, so there was no way Yun Yanli could tell how powerful the ten-year-old had become.

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Before they arrived at their destination, Gu Xijiu managed to give Di Fuyi a thorough detoxification. She helped him up and asked hoarsely, “How do you feel?”

“Much better,” Di Fuyi reassured. Then, he sat with his legs crossed and started meditating.

The place was so scarce of spiritual energy, so Di Fuyi needed the help of a spiritual stone and some Chinese herbs to restore his spiritual power. The spiritual stone that he currently possessed was a very rare find of the highest quality. Upon absorption, the spiritual stone was able to restore at least a tenth of his spiritual power. However, as the spiritual stone was formed through the ferocious beast’s internal alchemy, the stone bore a high level of impurities. Hence, Di Fuyi would need to cleanse the stone before absorption, but was too weak to do so this time. Consequently, he required the thousand-year-old glossy Ganoderma to cleanse the stone.

Gu Xijiu saw the glossy Ganoderma and was suddenly inspired. She dug into her storage bag and found a small bottle. A red pill that was the size of a red bean rolled onto her palm. She offered it to him. “Would you like to try this medicine?”

The pill was produced from the rare Purple Cloud Mushroom and was extremely powerful. Consuming a single pill had the power to increase one’s spiritual power tremendously. However, she was worried that Di Fuyi might be reluctant to consume it as he had refused her offer a few times before.

Di Fuyi studied the pill briefly before graciously accepting it. The pill rolled onto his palm, reflecting light on its shiny surface with every turn. Its faint scent was certainly inviting.