I Don't Agree to the Terms

Chapter 942 497: If You Want to Die, Don't Get Blood All Over Me

"Recently, try to stay away from flipping through Master's bookshelf; not everything inside is for random browsing." Ming Yue looked at Qing Feng's appearance and sighed helplessly.

Ever since Qing Feng read the "Purple Profound Thunder Skill" last time, his personality has been a bit off.

He suspects that Gu Shanhai has corrupted him, but fortunately, the corruption has faded a lot these days, though he still occasionally has episodes.

"It's nothing, just a small problem." Qing Feng expressed indifference, as at most, he'd be crazy for a couple of days, but he's already developed some resistance to it.

However, he didn't plan to actually practice it, just read it. After all, practicing seriously would not lead to being crazy for two days, but rather being crazy for a lifetime, which he was a bit scared about.

"Alright then, just take care of yourself."

"But if you're thinking of getting a million Heart Demon Dao Soldiers from Master, you might want to give up on that idea. You can't exactly reach into Master's body and pull out the Heart Demon Dao Soldiers one by one, can you? Aren't you afraid your hand will be bitten off by them?" Ming Yue advised Qing Feng to stay grounded.

"I've already got plans for that. I've bribed Little White, and when the time comes, I'll have it help me drag some Heart Demon Dao Soldiers out of Master's body, picking the biggest one. I'll chuck this Heart Demon Dao Soldier into the Demon Domain and go retrieve it in three to five months." Qing Feng expressed that he was well-prepared.

This made Ming Yue's temples throb. This guy sure was acting crazily.

"Why are you mobilizing the army then? If you really have to wait three to five months, if the Demon Domain has any survivors, I'll give you my position." Ming Yue immediately dismissed Qing Feng's idea.

"Doesn't work? Then I think..."

"Stop thinking, find a place to rest for two days until this wave of corruption subsides before discussing it." Ming Yue interrupted Qing Feng: "And also, before any serious matters come up, quit rummaging through Master's things when you're bored, got it?"

Qing Feng knew that this time he was indeed in trouble, so he could only nod weakly: "I understand."

As for the matters on the front line, there was no worry as Ming Yue could send someone else to oversee it. It was just a matter of a few days; it wouldn't last too long.

Instead, Qing Feng was the one, having read the "Purple Profound Thunder Skill" this time. Previously, he wanted to ask Gu Shanhai for a nuclear bomb to set off fireworks for his wife, and the time before that, he wanted to be the protagonist and ask Gu Shanhai for an aura, ending up getting beaten inexplicably; this was the lightest time.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to see Master." Qing Feng indicated that he would keep doing what he planned, primarily ignoring advice without reforming.

At that moment, Ming Yue's blood pressure rose a bit.

"Has the nuclear pollution from last time been resolved?" Ming Yue asked wearily.

"Resolved. Master has a powerful radiation mitigation technique, and I casually borrowed some. There's quite a bit left, enough to eliminate the next one when we set off another." Qing Feng was exuberantly speaking.

"Next time can you run faster when setting it off? Don't stand right at the center of the explosion, though your tough skin doesn't feel much, don't clutch your crying wife and call for Master to save you again." Ming Yue joked.

"..." Qing Feng at that moment did not know what to say. His wife was also gifted among peers, but was visibly far inferior compared to Qing Feng, so couldn't withstand a nuclear blast unscathed. However, under Qing Feng's protection, she merely fainted from the shock.

"Also, you only stole a low-powered version of a nuclear bomb last time. If it were a high-powered one, think twice about rescuing; better to test Master's resurrection technique." Ming Yue reminded him again, knowing Gu Shanhai has all sorts of bizarre things, some funny and some frighteningly effective.

"There's one more thing, if you've recently offended Master, go acknowledge defeat quickly, otherwise I fear one day you might abruptly realize that you've done something radically embarrassing."

Ming Yue knew, don't be fooled by Qing Feng's erratic behavior now; this was merely a buildup.

Once it accumulates and explodes, he'd sober up the instant his social death occurs.

That would be quite amusing.

Cold sweat dripped from Qing Feng: "I always said Master was petty; you didn't believe me."

He knew his behavior was abnormal yet couldn't control it. Occasionally he'd reflect on why he did such nonsense, but more often than not, he felt it was amusing.

"Whoa, are you serious about this? Do you want to die spilling blood all over?" Ming Yue noted in disbelief; Qing Feng dared to voice such sentiments.

They knew Gu Shanhai could be petty but wouldn't speak it aloud; no wonder Qing Feng recently acted crazy, having offended Gu Shanhai and thinking it'd be okay.

Luckily, both were Gu Shanhai's disciples, thus at most receiving minor admonishments; otherwise, another would be lucky to see their grave before an overgrown headstone appears.

"Instinct, pure instinct." Qing Feng sheepishly smiled.

"Get lost, right now, don't drag Shengjing down with you." Ming Yue unhesitatingly urged Qing Feng to scram, preferring Qing Feng suffer over him.

Earlier, believing Qing Feng ruined himself with impulsive hands, was no big deal; just a few unlucky days.

Turns out mouth disrespecting Gu Shanhai's rebellion spelled upcoming trouble.

Wait, Qing Feng intending to attack the Demon Domain is serious business?

In their view, it was big, but in Gu Shanhai's eyes not much, sen him to ruin Qing Feng personally leading the Demon Domain operation? Gu Shanhai would back him regardless.

"Don't be so ruthless, we said we'd share joys and troubles." Qing Feng expressed indignation.

"Ha, offending anyone else it might slide, but Master, sorry this one you bear." Ming Yue grabbed Qing Feng's collar.

"Since you're unwilling to leave on your own, allow me to send you off, don't fret, I'll take care of your wife."

Words spoken, Ming Yue tossed Qing Feng out, the force enough to break through the Imperial Palace rooftop.

Such commotion naturally drew the guards' attention; they rushed inside.

"Notify the craftsmen to repair the rooftop," Ming Yue calmly instructed.

The guards dared not ask any questions but knew the hole was caused by Qing Feng's throwout.

Considering they saw Qing Feng enter with no exit.

"Also, notify the cabinet, Duke has matters that require the Demon Domain's commanding general be replaced." Ming Yue didn't hesitate selling out Qing Feng, the transaction advantageous.

Letting Qing Feng suffer social death for Gu Shanhai's support was deemed profitable; after all, someone else facing disgrace wasn't him nor going mad, harm concluded with Qing Feng's power thus bolstered nevertheless.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the guards prudently refrained from questioning why.

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"Whoa..."

Qing Feng landed, crashing at Wuzhuang Temple's entrance.

His prowess ensured no injury, but embarrassment assured.

"Ming Yue couldn't toss me smoothly into Wuzhuang Temple, meaning Master definitely intervened." Qing Feng first analyzed events.

"Thus, fleeing proved critical; find refuge for months afterward." Reason instructed Qing Feng entering Wuzhuang Temple spelled poor choices, especially given recent Gu Shanhai pettiness remarks.

With that, he rose, preparing to escape, but three minutes later, found himself again before Wuzhuang Temple.

"It's over, can't escape."

He speculated entering Gu Shanhai's sleeve universe, explaining his return.

Having come so far, thick-skinned entry posed no harm despite cheeky remarks; he'd endure less retorts.

"You've arrived, why bother running circles?" Gu Shanhai's voice emerged, startling Qing Feng.

"Ah... just exercising, exercising." Upon entering, Qing Feng promptly fabricated an excuse.