Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 392 - 401 Incorrect Intelligence

Watching Xiao Mei’s loyal protection of her master, Ye Ling couldn’t help but laugh.

"What about you two, are you really clever or just pretending to be fools?"

"With your strengths, one at the Innate Realm, the other only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, if I wanted to kill you two, wouldn’t I have done it long ago?"

"All right, I’m here because of the turmoil in the Netherworld, is King Senluo all right?"

Ye Ling waved his hand dismissively. With their strengths, if he truly had malice towards them, he would have slaughtered them by now; he wouldn’t be wasting words.

Xiao Mei looked at Ye Ling, then at her mistress behind her, and nodded. "Miss, I think he’s right, we probably can trust him now."

"My name is Xiao Qing, my father is currently healing outside, and he told me to wait for him here, saying this is the safest place."

Xiao Qing, the girl in the green dress who was Princess of Senluo, said. Her face darkened when she mentioned her father, the father who was severely injured, she had no idea how he was doing now.

"Fine, your father is quite smart, knowing that the most dangerous place is often the safest. As long as your father is fine, let’s go to your place first to consider how to lure that bastard out."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, Xiao Qing nodded, and the three of them silently walked out and mingled into the crowd, quietly heading to a residence located in a corner of the city.

The residence was ordinary, just like an ordinary person’s home. Ye Ling nodded in approval; it seemed King Senluo, the old fox, had prepared fallbacks well in advance.

Once inside the house, Ye Ling surveyed the surroundings, clicking his tongue in wonder, "Hey, you’re a dignified princess and you’re living in this broken house? Aren’t you aggrieved?"

"Aggrieved about what? It’s just as good. Do you think I’m like those pampered daughters of the rich and noble families in the human world, who can’t withstand the slightest hardship? I’ll tell you, this Miss is tough."

Hearing Xiao Qing say this, Ye Ling nodded and laughed. It seemed King Senluo had done a fine job raising her, though this young lady had a peculiar temper. Otherwise, she would definitely be a good woman.

"By the way, I heard that the mysterious strong man who injured the ten Yan Juns has left the Netherworld? Then why aren’t the other Yan Juns seizing the opportunity to counterattack?"

Ye Ling was puzzled. Logically speaking, it should be a good time to attack, right? The rebels had lost a major boss, and without him, a few rotten fish and shrimp were no match for the ten Yan Juns.

You should know, each of these ten Yan Juns was a Golden Immortal-level existence. Otherwise, how could they assist the Heavenly Court in eternally securing the Netherworld, how could they deter so many powerful beings?

"What? I heard from my father that that detestable fellow left behind an avatar inside the city. His avatar is also very strong, at least none of the Yan Jun uncles could match him," said Xiao Qing.

"That’s why my father and the rest have gone out, looking for a chance to break the prohibition and invite the powerhouses from the Heavenly Court to resolve this disaster," she added.

Ye Ling was startled, his expression suddenly turned somber. Damn it, the information from the Yun Family was inaccurate and nearly fooled me.

Luckily, he hadn’t charged into Senluo City’s main base like a headstrong youngster aiming to settle scores with that damned Manu, or else he would have been walking right into a trap.

"Alright, we’ll stay put for now and look for an opportunity to capture that relatively weak Manu. Then, if there’s no hope, we’ll just wait for the several Yan Juns, and once they attack, we’ll coordinate from inside and outside," Ye Ling said slowly. At this point, there was indeed no other choice. With so many strong people in the city, even if Ye Ling was stronger, sheer numbers could crush him.

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Xiao Qing nodded, "Then we’ll settle here for now. But let me tell you, don’t think about laying hands on my sister Mei. She’s a good person. If I find out you have any nefarious designs on her, I’ll castrate you!"

"What are you thinking, heh heh, can’t I have designs on you instead?" Ye Ling rubbed his hands together.

Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment, recalling the scene when Ye Ling had slapped her, and immediately clenched her teeth in anger.

"You bastard! When my dad gets back, I’m going to have him slaughter you and toss you into a frying pan, so you can sizzle and flip like a dough fritter!"

Ye Ling chuckled, "Heh, little girl, if you really rile me up, I won’t wait for your dad to come back—I’ll deal with you myself. Believe it or not!"

"Ah! Damn it, get lost!" Xiao Qing yelled and turned to run out.

Ye Ling burst into laughter, then glanced at Xiao Bai on his shoulder, "Tsk tsk, that little girl is quite interesting, don’t you think?"

"Interesting my ass, she’s so damn ugly, not a single hair on her body. I, the king, have absolutely no feelings for such an eyesore—it’s all a waste!"

Xiao Bai’s worldview couldn’t be more different from humans. Ye Ling patted his forehead, "I’m starting to think you demons got your heads squeezed, having a thing for creatures covered in fur, what’s so interesting about that? You get a handful of it every time you touch them."

"Cut it out, it’s none of your damn business what I like," Xiao Bai declared with pompous pride.

Ye Ling shook his head; this damned creature was so full of himself. He almost wanted to pluck out all of its fur.

"Hey hey, dead guy, time for dinner!" Xiao Qing called out with dissatisfaction.

Ye Ling was startled, "Hey, that’s not right, do people in the Yin Realm still eat? Damn, aren’t they supposed to eat candles and incense?"

"Eat your big-headed ghost! This place is filled with the spirits of the deceased from the human world; how could their habits change so easily? Besides, why can’t the Yin Realm have real food?"

Xiao Qing appeared at the door with her hands on her hips, and Ye Ling slapped his forehead—okay, you win.

Once in the kitchen, Ye Ling’s eyes bugged out. Geez, it really is a proper dinner with meat and greens, everything you could want.

"Not bad, not bad at all, what kind of meat is this? It’s actually pretty fragrant," Ye Ling said, quite contentedly popping a piece of meat into his mouth.

Xiao Qing replied with a rare pride, "Let me tell you, this is rotting toad meat. It’s very expensive here in the Yin Realm; tastes good, right?"

Ye Ling froze, then his complexion changed, and he rushed outside in a few strides, with violent retching sounds following immediately.

Damn, what the hell was that? It actually turned out to be rotting toad meat—Ye Ling shuddered at the thought.

This was too terrible, oppressively dark.

When Ye Ling turned back, he saw Xiao Bai eating joyously at the table. The other two women were also eating leisurely as if it were all delicious and enjoyable.

Ye Ling’s stomach churned again, his face changing color as he began to throw up once more.

At night, a cold crescent moon rose in the sky as Ye Ling’s face was ashen, looking like he was ill, completely lifeless.

"Damn it, what torment, I’m going on a hunger strike!"

Ye Ling protested seriously, but then his eyes inadvertently caught a silhouette sitting in the courtyard, lost in thought.

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"Huh? That’s not Xiao Qing. Why is it Xiao Mei, that little wench?"

Ye Ling stepped out but was immediately pulled back by a grasping arm.

"What the hell!" Ye Ling rubbed his arm; the girl must be crazy to react so strongly.