A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother

The serving cart was filled with an array of dishes, dazzling to the eye.

Various exotic and uniquely shaped fierce beast meats—some roasted to a golden crisp, exuding an irresistible aroma.

Some were carefully stewed, with tender and juicy meat.

There was also a jade-like liquid, crystal-clear like agar, served in exquisite glass cups, shimmering enchantingly with every slight movement.

In addition, vibrant vegetables were paired with the delicious meat—crisp cucumbers, spicy bean curd skins, and more.

Finally, the most eye-catching of all was a steaming pot of thick, milky-white broth, rich and fragrant, with various ingredients floating within.

It was a concoction made from rare medicinal herbs.

Zhang Tianxin took a deep breath.

The Demon Sect disciples cast a deep glance at Li Xuanxiao, seemingly just as puzzled as to why such delicacies were being served to a captured righteous cultivator.

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Li Xuanxiao was silent for a moment. "See? I was right. These Demon Sect people are insidious, using such methods to sow discord between us."

Zhang Tianxin: .........

"Then... let's not eat at all! That way, we resist them!" Zhang Tianxin declared.

Li Xuanxiao fell silent again, then said, "If we don’t eat, it’s a waste. Eating their food helps us resist them. Plus, eating their food means consuming the Demon Sect’s resources—why not take advantage of that?"

"You... you make a good point, but why do I feel so awful?! Daoist Li, be careful they don’t poison you!"

Zhang Tianxin gripped the prison bars tightly.

"No need to worry about me. If she wanted to kill us, why go through the trouble of poisoning?"

Li Xuanxiao quietly began eating.

Mmm, this is pretty good.

This one’s good too.

Before long, Li Xuanxiao realized that the amount of food he had eaten was worth six months of resources at Mount Shushan.

The Demon Sect’s treatment... is this good?

Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but slap himself and silently recited the Mount Shushan Heart Sutra a hundred times.

As a disciple of Mount Shushan, how could I have such thoughts? I’m eating with a critical mindset.

After finishing all the food, Li Xuanxiao let out a loud, satisfied burp.

He slowly crossed his legs and closed his eyes, meditating to calm the surging energy within him.

From the first bite, he had already noticed the meticulous pairing of the ingredients.

Logically speaking, as a cultivator, consuming so many nourishing ingredients in one go should have adverse effects.

After all, excessive nourishment not only fails to provide benefits but could even harm the body.

However, these ingredients had been carefully selected, forming a strange synergy among them.

Each ingredient found a complementary partner among the others, balancing its strengths and weaknesses.

When they combined, the resulting chemical reactions perfectly neutralized their respective negative effects.

This combination wasn’t entirely flawless.

But it was undoubtedly expensive.

In any case, Li Xuanxiao couldn’t afford such resources.

Zhang Tianxin stared at the scene. Wait, you... you’re seriously cultivating right now?!

“...........”

The next day.

Zhang Tianxin and Li Xuanxiao were once again dragged before Di Nü Feng.

"Speak or don’t speak—where exactly have you taken my Lord?"

Li Xuanxiao glanced at Zhang Tianxin, then at Di Nü Feng.

"Boss... I really don’t know who this Lord is. How about you introduce him to me?"

"I think you’re like a rock in a latrine—stinky and stubborn!"

Di Nü Feng grabbed a whip and swung it down.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

And just like that, a day passed.

Di Nü Feng exhaled slowly and tossed aside the whip.

"After all this, you still won’t talk? Looks like you really don’t know."

Zhang Tianxin: (O_o)??

Excuse me?

You beat me up like this—if he knew, he still wouldn’t say it!

Di Nü Feng explained, "My Lord is the first Hall Master of Tian Sha Hall. He was the one who personally founded it.

But he died tens of thousands of years ago. This time, he was successfully reincarnated, but somehow, he’s gone missing."

Li Xuanxiao’s small eyes filled with great confusion.

Is this kind of classified information something you can just casually say?

Di Nü Feng really isn’t that smart.

It seems that the missing Lord is actually Fan Yue, whom Third Senior Sister Lin Wanqing brought back to Mount Shushan.

Li Xuanxiao silently pondered.

He never expected that Fan Yue was actually the first Hall Master of Tian Sha Hall.

A figure from the last era.

Li Xuanxiao suddenly felt a great sense of crisis.

Of course, the more pressing issue was his current predicament.

Di Nü Feng stared into Li Xuanxiao’s eyes as if trying to see through his soul. "You really don’t know anything about my Lord?"

"Boss, I really don’t know."

Di Nü Feng casually pointed, unlocking Li Xuanxiao’s restraints.

She then walked over to Zhang Tianxin. "And you? Do you know anything about my Lord?"

"I really don’t know!"

Zhang Tianxin was going crazy—he truly didn’t know.

He was randomly captured, randomly dragged into this whole Tian Sha Hall mess, and now he was face-to-face with a legendary demoness. Even if his grandmaster showed up, they probably wouldn’t be able to defeat her.

Di Nü Feng let out a cold snort. "Hmph! You think you can fool me? You think I’m that easy to deceive? Drag him away and continue beating him."

Zhang Tianxin struggled frantically. "Wuuu~ I really don’t know!"

Li Xuanxiao watched as Zhang Tianxin was dragged away and silently prayed for him.

As for trying to save him in front of Di Nü Feng? That was something even his master might not be able to do.

"Um... Boss... since I’m no longer involved, can I leave now?" Li Xuanxiao asked weakly.

"Leave?" Di Nü Feng glanced at him sideways. "You saved me and have seen my most disgraceful side. You have only two options.

One is to follow me.

The other… is also to follow me."

Li Xuanxiao reminded her, "Boss, those are the same option."

Di Nü Feng fell silent.

Li Xuanxiao fell silent.

Di Nü Feng: "I'll add one more option—death!!"

"Swear to follow Boss until death!!"

Li Xuanxiao immediately declared.

".........."

Zhang Tianxin was once again thrown back into the prison cell.

The physical torment wasn't as cruel as he had imagined—it was just simple whipping.

But what truly crushed his spirit was the Demon Sect's blatant double standards.

"Daoist Zhang, are you alright?"

Zhang Tianxin looked toward the outside of the prison. At this moment, Li Xuanxiao had already changed into the Demon Sect's uniform.

"You brat! You were a Demon Sect spy all along!!"

Zhang Tianxin shouted in fury.

Li Xuanxiao explained, "Daoist Zhang, I understand how you feel right now. This is all just a temporary measure. I've infiltrated the Demon Sect, and I’ll find a way to escape with you."

Zhang Tianxin calmed down and realized that, since they were already inside the Demon Sect, there was no reason for Li Xuanxiao to deceive him. With tears in his eyes, he nodded.

"I believe you."

At that moment, a Demon Sect disciple walked over.

"Greetings, Protector!!"

"Mm, carry on." Li Xuanxiao waved his hand.

Zhang Tianxin: ..........