The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 730: Help

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“Master, is it really impossible?”

“Damn miscreant, have you already forgotten that pain? Didn’t that girl hurt you enough? No matter how much merit you’ve done for the sect, rules are rules. Sect Leader won’t budge in this matter, so just give it a rest. And don’t even think about going to him with this, or you’ll only make it worse. That time, even I can’t save you!” 

Zhuo Fan’s heart was free, unshackled and light. He felt so carefree as he walked, eager to get to the Mystical Heaven Sect. But then his ear picked up two familiar voices that caught his attention, Venerable Qi and Kui Lang.

Even puzzled, Zhuo Fan would hardly ever butt in someone’s problems, but today he was in such a good mood, he walked right over. “What’s wrong? Why are master and disciple arguing?”

“Oh, Steward Zhuo!”

Kui Lang immediately bowed and Venerable Qi nodded in respect, “This brat only knows how to cause trouble. He got a bit of merit and it got to his head. He even forgot the last transgression that got him kicked into the Labor Office.”

Kui Lang looked ashamed and lowered his head. Zhuo Fan raised an eyebrow. “Just what happened? Can I hear it?”

Kui Lang hesitated before giving Zhuo Fan a glance, “Steward Zhuo, you know already. It’s my girl…”

“Oh, because of you she’s been detained in the Mystical Heaven Sect? That’s why Xuan Shaoyu threatened you in the Double Dragon Gathering…” Zhuo Fan exclaimed.

Venerable Qi’s eyelid twitched and he glared at Kui Lang, “You actually gave up for an enemy in the Double Dragon Gathering? This is absurd! If the Sect Leader finds out, you’d be lucky to keep your life! Sigh, damn vixens…”

Venerable Qi stomped in anger. Zhuo Fan waved his hand with a smile. “Venerable Qi, there’s no need for anger. Only the three of us know this. Besides, I’m also about to leave anyway.”

“Thank you so much, Steward Zhuo!” Venerable Qi gave a deep bow then glared at Kui Lang, making him feel even more guilty. 

However, he still clung to one last thread of hope. “Didn’t we earn a great merit? Sect Leader is cheerful as well. I think using this chance to ask him to use the Demon Scheming Sect’s glorious name to ask the Mystical Heaven Sect to get my girl back…”

“Bullshit!”

Venerable Qi snapped, “The Demon Scheming Sect is against fraternizing. And you even expect he’d lower himself to the Mystical Heaven Sect for a mere disciple like you? We’d be lucky if the Mystical Heaven Sect wouldn’t take advantage of our weakness and just let her go. But even so, our sect would have lost its name because of it!”

Venerable Qi’s torrent of words smashed into Kui Lang’s ears, causing him to lose hope. And yet, he still looked at Zhuo Fan with a fixed gaze. 

His master couldn’t help him, so now it was up to Zhuo Fan if he was willing to pass it on to the Sect Leader.

Even if a mere disciple, Zhuo Fan was the Sect Leader’s confidante. Having gotten such a glorious win at the Double Dragon Gathering, putting the sect in the top middle-three sects, the Sect Leader might hear him out when not even elders or venerables could get his ear.

Zhuo Fan frowned, rubbing his chin, “Your master’s right. Let it go, or you’ll only make it worse. Xie Wuyue doesn’t care about anyone. He won’t help you at all, in fact, he would fly into a rage and punish you. You’re better off not mentioning it. “

Venerable Qi nodded like it was obvious, glaring at his disciple. 

[See that, even Steward Zhuo said it.]

Kui Lang’s face fell in despair…

“Although…”

Zhuo Fan switched topics with a crafty smile, “Getting someone out isn’t necessarily done using the sect’s name. I’m just about to go to Mystical Heaven Sect and fetch someone. You can just come along.”

Ugh!

The two gave him dumb looks. Then Venerable Qi gasped, “Steward Zhuo…”

“Ha-ha-ha, if I won’t do it, who else will?”

Zhuo Fan smiled as he looked above, “I’ve been absorbed with the demonic path for years and have discovered many truths. That should make me a somewhat advanced player. No matter how deep you sink into the sea of desire, I shall not fear, ha-ha-ha…”

The two looked lost at him.

Zhuo Fan turned to Kui Lang and said, “What are you staring at? Come on, Mystical Heaven Sect had been a lower-three sect for all these years and shouldn’t have many sacred stones. I’ll use the two thousand on me to smash their face in and get those girls. One for you and one for me.”

Zhuo Fan started walking towards the gate. Kui Lang came out of it at some point and rushed after him, “Steward Zhuo, y-you’re really going to give your sacred stones for my girl?”

“Of course. Sacred stones are just invaluable things compared to people.”

“S-Steward Zhuo, you’re truly kind. I’ll never forget this for as long as I live. No matter what happens, I will do anything you ask…”

“Lighten up. We’re just two guys bearing the same trouble. Though, there may be a use of you yet. Who knows, ha-ha-ha…”

Zhuo Fan and Kui Lang chuckled in the distance, leaving Venerable Qi dumbstruck. 

[Two thousand sacred stones over two girls? T-this is such a waste!]

Their sect had at most one thousand of those glittering baubles that had to last the sect for centuries. Yet now, this Steward Zhuo was going to squander twice that on some broads…

Venerable Qi looked ahead as his face twitched and heart bled. 

[No matter how loaded you are, you can’t just throw it all away!] 

[Sigh, how can a nouveau riche understand the pain of poverty?]

Venerable Qi shook his head, unable to make sense of Zhuo Fan’s actions, but also envious and admired him.

Zhuo Fan was spending so much for his girl and was going to do the same for Kui Lang. Such a nice boss was a rarity in this world.

[It’s Kui Lang’s fortune to land such a boss.]

While theirs, Xie Wuyue, was stingy to the core, fighting for every scrap.

He had no idea, though, that those two thousand rocks were a drop in a bucket for Zhuo Fan while a life fortune to Xie Wuyue.

Putting them side by side, one could see how one spent…

“Zhuo Fan, can we go now?”

At the Demon Scheming Sect’s entrance, Shuang’er and Yongning were waiting for him. Yongning asked, “Brother Kui Lang, you’re coming along?”

Kui Lang had a bright smile, but it was Zhuo Fan who said, “No, he will only accompany us to Mystical Heaven Sect.”

“Mystical Heaven Sect?”

“We’re going to get Qingcheng and then go home together.” Zhuo Fan had a wide smile on his face.

The girls’ hearts skipped a beat, but then smiled. Shuang’er found Zhuo Fan’s look even more enchanting. “No wonder I found your attitude off. You’re no longer as depressed as before. So you have your answer for sister Qingcheng!”

“I’ve dragged out this question for far too long…” Zhuo Fan sighed.

The girls nodded, finally able to rest their intentions and be happy for him.

The four were now on the road to Mystical Heaven Sect. Since Zhuo Fan said he’d answer Chu Qingcheng half a year later, they were in no rush. In fact, Zhuo Fan was actually dragging his feet, as if nervous.

This question had been on hold for almost a decade. How would he answer? How would she react? 

[How would I react?]

These were all pressing questions to Zhuo Fan.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan felt as if he was like a tense bride before her wedding.

The girls giggled. 

[The high and mighty Steward Zhuo balks when it comes to talking about relationships.]

The team had gone like this for a month yet they were only a third of the way to Mystical Heaven Sect.

Even Shuang’er was starting to dislike this and pouted, “We’re not here to sightsee. If we go any slower, you’ll miss your due date with sister Qingcheng.”

“Really?” Zhuo Fan let out a dry laugh, “But how am I to answer her? All these years I’ve been so cold…”

Whoosh!

A red figure came smashing down a hundred meters from them, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The group was stunned to see Mystical Heaven Sect’s Dan’er, Chu Qingcheng’s junior sister.

As he was going to Chu Qingcheng, Zhuo Fan had to mind her junior sister, no? So he rushed over to help her up. “Dan’er, what’s wrong? What happened?”

“Z-Zhuo Fan?”

Dan’er looked in joy then said, “Y-you have to save sister Qingcheng…”