The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 813 - 449: Substitution of Plum for Peach (Part 2)

At present, the group discussed the details of dealing with the Flower-picking Envoy, and the sky had already grown dark. Hulian Zhe treated them as honored guests and invited everyone to stay at the Hulian Family residence.

What the Hu Jia had prepared for her was a separate pavilion. Although it didn’t cover a wide area, the antique shelf, redwood table and cabinet, sandalwood bed—each piece was exquisite. Even the jade ornaments displayed on the desk were quite valuable. If sold on the mainland, they would fetch several thousand taels of silver. The room was also scented with a faint incense. This scent was elegant and enduring, an expensive Longevity Incense, and just a cocoon-sized piece cost ten taels of silver.

Outside, the cold wind continued to howl, but inside it was warm like spring, filled with pleasant aromas. The Hulian Family’s ancestors were indeed Central Earth people, and even their enjoyment skills surpassed those of the locals.

Ning Xiaoxian waved away the maids and casually set up a Barrier around the pavilion before turning to enter the God Demon Prison, bringing out the prisoners.

As she journeyed, she purposefully sent Hidden Stream Guards to capture many demons. Therefore, since the God Demon Prison started operating, it has held over two hundred prisoners of the Wanxiang Stage and above, captured by Changtian, finally seeing daylight tonight.

As she traveled westward, her perspective also broadened. Demons below the Wanxiang Stage struggled to move freely in the extreme weather of Atalia Mountain. Hence, the search team consisted mostly of those at the Wanxiang Stage or higher.

Having suffered much in prison, these originally unruly demons and cultivators now showed a submissive appearance. Ning Xiaoxian promised them that if this search succeeded, they would not only gain the freedom they longed for but also ten precious elixirs. The prisoners’ eyes brightened with that promise.

Following Changtian’s plan, she divided the prisoners into six groups, each holding a map, led by a few Hidden Stream Demon Guards to the Great Snow Mountain. The true form of the Nanming Lihuo Sword, even Changtian had not seen, only heard that it was a fiery red longsword.

Hulian Zhe was very honest this time, clearly informing her that after years of surveying by his father, the Hulian Family’s treasured map wasn’t a complete picture of Atalia. For example, there should be nearly four hundred peaks in the Great Snow Mountain, but only two hundred ninety-two are marked, leaving over a hundred unmarked. But it was the most detailed map she could obtain, and having cultivators search the mountains with focus on caves, pits, ice crevices, and valleys depicted in the map was better than previous blind searching.

After making such arrangements, the lead guard hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord Ning, you have assigned us all out, leaving only one group here. Your personal safety..."

Ning Xiaoxian laughed, "No worries, besides one group of guards, I have Tu Jin, Qi Zai, and Jiu Mo with me, so there should be no problems. You can go ahead." Tu Jin and Qi Zai have been by her side for a long time and are Changtian’s confidants. As for Jiu Mo, besides his deep cultivation, his innate talent in using poison is exceptionally unpredictable.

Seeing her confidence, the lead guard naturally had no objections, and after distributing the maps, he ordered the group to depart. Because she still needed to impersonate Hulian Minmin, the operation couldn’t be too large to avoid catching the eyes of those with ulterior motives, so the demons traveled to the outskirts of the tribe before flying rainbows into the air, each following their respective leaders towards Atalia Mountain.

At such times, where large manpower and resources are required for a thorough search, Ning Xiaoxian’s own abilities were of little use, leaving only four people in the pavilion. Even Qingluan had been sent out. She noticed Jiu Mo standing in the farthest corner from Tu Jin, seemingly terrified of him.

"Evil men have their match," she thought with a chuckle.

Changtian drawled, "The saying should be one thing conquers another. With your temperament, you surely wouldn’t kill all the maids. Have you thought about how to handle them?"

"I’ll talk about it when the time comes," she laughed with glee, "They’re just a bunch of women who can’t even bind a chicken. When the time comes, I’ll knock them out and toss them into the God Demon Prison, and ask our Grand Steward Changtian to help watch over them. Hehe, don’t steal them for yourself in the meantime."

He scoffed, "Do you think I’d fall for mortal women?"

"Hah, weren’t you smitten with me?" she countered.

Changtian was immediately speechless. How could he not be? Even when she was mortal, he craved her intensely.

Hmph, finally she regained some ground, relieving a bit of frustration from the last time she was at disadvantage under him. Feeling pleased, she drew a circle with her hand, and ripples appeared in the air, soon generating a Water Moon Mirror.

What appeared in the mirror was the small hall they had left earlier. The Hulian siblings seemed to enjoy chatting here, exchanging a few words. Now, seeing no one else around, Hulian Zhe suddenly exclaimed softly, "Oh, that immortal, I wonder if she is a virgin? Since the Flower-picking Envoy knows Minmin remains unmarried, if this aspect is exposed..."

At this remark, Hulian Minmin immediately blushed deeply, while Ning Xiaoxian stiffened. Jiu Mo couldn’t help but glance at his mistress, his expression odd.

Changtian chuckled, knowing her awkward temperament, promptly ordering everyone to leave.

As soon as the others left, Ning Xiaoxian clenched her teeth and said, "I’m going to kill him!"

Changtian comforted her, "Don’t worry, I know you are."

His tone was playful, making her feel tickled, "You!" Calm down, Ning Xiaoxian, don’t be angry. He just wants to trick you into the God Demon Prison for a reckoning, fearing you won’t approach him. She clenched her fist to soothe herself. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)