After Favorability Is Maxed

277 Do Not Stop

Su Lanfeng walked into the room and saw that the Mansion Master was already seated in front of the table. She was still dressed in purple robes and had a bronze mask on her face. The only difference was that her collar was straightened, making the aura he exuded even colder and more sinister. Beside her was the equally profound Guardian Zhu Ren.

In order to maintain the mystery of the Mansion Master of Bi Luo and to make it easier for him to do things, Liu Yuan told Su Lanfeng that the Mansion Master had other important matters to attend to and would not appear at Wuyin Cliff often. Many orders would be given by him and the Holy Messenger.

In fact, at this time, Netherworld was often behind the curtain in the inner room. Her mouth was gagged by Ling Hua with a bead, and she was being spanked while listening to her subordinates report to Liu Yuan outside.

Therefore, from Su Lanfeng’s point of view, Guardian Zhu Ren’s position was indeed extraordinary. In addition to his cultivation base and close relationship with the demonoc sect’s Holy Messenger, he had a few more advantages compared to Mei Sheng, who was an innocent messenger. This Guardian Zhu who suddenly appeared might have the opportunity to be above thousands of people, so naturally, Su Lanfeng should curry favor with him.

Otherwise, she would be like Han Tianyi, who did not know his place and could only run away in embarrassment.

The beautiful middle-aged woman’s mind suddenly changed. If Han Tianyi offended the Guardian this time, he could say a few words in front of the Mansion Master. If the Holy Messenger heard it, she would naturally be annoyed. By then, Wuyin Cliff… wouldn’t she be the one making the decisions?

However, she did not show it on her face. She knelt down respectfully and presented the map in her hand. “Mansion Master, Guardian Zhu, we have already identified the possible locations of the Nirvana Secret Realm. The rough area is marked on this map.”

It was not a map in Su Lanfeng’s hand but an exquisite wooden box. The eight corners were decorated with golden animal patterns. Other than that, there was not even a gap and it looked like there was no place to open it.

This was the Nether Lock unique to the Bi Luo Mansion. It could only be opened with a stream of Nether Qi cultivated by the people of the Bi Luo Mansion. It was used to transport some precious objects or important information. It would be destroyed automatically after it was opened.

A Secret Realm like the Nirvana Secret Realm was a few levels higher than the Martial Emperor Tomb’s Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm. Of course, it also had to be kept secret.

Su Lanfeng’s clothes were luxurious and she had an extraordinary aura. It was obvious that she held a lot of power in the Wu Yin cliff. Even Han Tianyi had to show her some respect. As a spy, she was considered very successful. However, in Bi Luo Mansion, she was just a spy.

Even if there was an additional identity of temporarily replacing Mei Sheng to carry out the message, the essence would not change much. Although she was indirectly in charge of finding the Nirvana Secret Realm, she was not qualified to see the final result.

Therefore, the box in front of her was still intact.

Netherworld looked at the box in her hand and nodded slightly. However, as the Master of Bi Luo Mansion, it was normal for her to have such a cold and arrogant attitude.

Liu Yuan, who knew the truth, laughed to himself. The Mansion Master was trying to prevent the bell from ringing, but he did not want to let Netherworld pass the test so easily. He said respectfully in a low voice, “I’m afraid this Nirvana secret realm is too important. Recently, I’ve made some mistakes in my cultivation. I can’t control the Nether Qi properly and I’m afraid that I’ll destroy the Nether Lock…”

The meaning of his words was – Lord Mansion Master, please do it yourself.

Netherworld’s body stiffened as she looked at Liu Yuan with anger in her eyes. Her lips moved as she cursed silently, wishing she could cut him into a thousand pieces.

The smile in Liu Yuan’s eyes could not be more obvious. Netherworld took a light breath and scolded, “Trash! Do you think I’m feeding you? If you’re so useless and can’t even hold a box, why do you still want to marry so many concubines? It’s better to dismiss them than to follow you for a lifetime!”

The corners of Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched. Why did he feel that the Mansion Master was jealous? After half a month of preparation and the bell, Stockholm syndrome finally acted up?

He still liked Netherworld’s arrogant attitude. However, Su Lanfeng did not think the same way. In the eyes of this beautiful middle-aged woman, the Mansion Master was already ‘furious’. She had heard everyone who had seen such a scene was already lying in their graves.

Su Lanfeng kneeled down in fear and trepidation. When she heard the obvious anger in that hoarse and cold voice, she thought to herself that it was over. She originally thought that since Guardian Zhu Ren was the only appointed Guardian, he would definitely be different from the other Guardians. In the past month, she had also felt that the Mansion Master was not as cruel and violent as the rumors said…

Why did she suddenly fly into such a rage today? Furthermore, it was only because of a small matter.

In fact, Netherworld suddenly realized that since Liu Yuan had turned himself into her ‘Guardian’ to the outside world. She was not the only one who had to maintain the image of the Mansion Master in front of others, Liu Yuan also had to play the role of a Guardian. Therefore, she took advantage of the anger in her heart and cursed Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan was unusually obedient and did not even touch the rope in his hand. He appeared to be in fear and trepidation. The more Netherworld spoke, the more excited and proud she became. It was as if she had returned to the time when she had the upper hand on the river. Her mind outlined Liu Yuan’s embarrassed and weak appearance at that time. Feeling pleased, she slammed the table and stood up.

Ding…

A light bell suddenly rang in the room.

Netherworld’s movements froze for a moment before she immediately took two steps forward and used her best balance control skills to take the box from Su Lanfeng’s hands. She then raised her voice and spoke quickly, “Trash is indeed trash. It’s only natural that you can’t do simple things. I’ll spare your life today… Continue to report the current situation and the information about the Nirvana Secret Realm. Do not stop.”

The last sentence was directed at Su Lanfeng. After finishing her sentence, the purple-robed person slowly walked into the inner room. As Su Lanfeng obediently reported, the sound of a small bell rang continuously.

Su Lanfeng could hear the sound of a bell… But it was just an accessory. If the Mansion Master wanted to wear it, then so be it.

Naturally, she did not know how deep the humiliation of the two words ‘charmed slave’ was to Netherworld. She could not imagine how fluctuating the Mansion Master’s mood was at this moment.

Su Lanfeng did not dare to think too much about why the Mansion Master was so calm even though she was clearly so angry. She only felt that the Mansion Master’s emotions were unpredictable and hard to fathom. Perhaps only Guardian Zhu could be so calm and still be so confident even under such a terrifying rage.

After roughly telling them what had happened recently, Su Lanfeng finally said, “The actions of the people in my residence were very secretive, but halfway through, they discovered that there were also people looking for the Nirvana Secret Realm. Moreover, they seemed to have a very specific purpose. The Nirvana Secret Realm hid the truth with the fake. We only managed to find these few rough locations by relying on the instructions given by the Guardians, but they went straight for one of the fake nests.”

Liu Yuan squinted his eyes. He could not afford to lose the Nirvana Secret Realm as it was related to his life. “Did you find out their background and identity?”

“Yes,” Su Lanfeng replied respectfully. “It’s the Fusang wood spirit race of the Fusang Sea. The leader is the little princess of the Fusang race…”

“Yuan Hongli?” Liu Yuan’s expression was strange.