Chapter 253 - 120: Who on Earth Is the Saint Monarch? I’m Going to Snap

Chapter 253: Chapter 120: Who on Earth Is the Saint Monarch? I’m Going to Snap

That night.

Finally, it was over.

Zhao Ci stared blankly at the window, through which the pale blue light of dawn was filtering.

It was already daybreak.

He hadn’t slept a wink.

’This is absolute torture!’

He had been sleeping so peacefully.

Then suddenly, that vixen had shown up, worked his body into a frenzy, and left him high and dry.

And then Zhu Li had shown up and thrown her body at him, too.

’What have I done to deserve this?!’

In any case, when he’d ordered Cuiyun to prepare a bath and wash his clothes in the middle of the night, the maid’s face had been red for a long time.

After this disastrous defeat,

Zhao Ci understood.

Although his soul was that of an experienced old hand, his body still held its Primordial Yang. It was utterly pathetic.

Logically speaking,

in this world’s cultivation system, Primordial Yang wasn’t particularly important. It just needed to be preserved until the completion of the Qi Recognition Stage to reduce any interference while sensing True Qi. Having cultivated to his current level, he didn’t actually need to hold onto it anymore.

’But who could he turn to?’

’That vixen is all games; she’d never actually give it to me.’

’Kan Luotang is my fiancée, but I feel we only have a simple, mutual appreciation for each other. There’s absolutely no spark.’

’Zhu Li...’

’Taking advantage of a simpleton is illegal!’

’The young lady is certainly beautiful.’

’But she doesn’t understand a thing.’

’She probably still has no idea what happened.’

’Should I be more like Feng Kucha?’

’Forget it!’

’Just forget it!’

Zhao Ci rubbed his head, sat cross-legged, and circulated the Emperor’s Extreme Body Refining Technique for one full cycle. Only then did his drained spirit feel somewhat restored.

He stretched, then headed out the door, strolling leisurely toward the Martial Arts Arena.

But before he even arrived,

he heard two maids chattering away.

Cuiyun: "Miss Li, did you run into His Highness’s room last night?"

Zhu Li: "Yup! What about it?"

"N-nothing. I just wanted to ask what you were doing in there."

"You don’t know? Your Highness had a cultivation deviation last night! When I went into his room, his whole body was burning up."

"Ah? A cultivation deviation? Miss Li, are you sure it was a cultivation deviation?"

"You bet! ...

"...Miss Li, in doing this, did you ever think about Miss Luotang?"

"Huh? I really didn’t... I’m not the type to go around seeking credit for my good deeds!"

"O-okay! No wonder His Highness seems so out of it. So that’s what happened."

"Out of it? Is that a side effect of cultivation deviation? That can’t be right. I already healed him with my miraculous touch!"

"Miraculous... touch?"

Cuiyun’s eyes widened as she couldn’t help but stare at Zhu Li’s small, fair hands.

’Are they really that amazing?’

"AHEM!"

A cough rang out.

Cuiyun hurriedly bowed. "Your Highness!"

Zhao Ci rubbed his head. "First thing in the morning and I hear you running your mouth. How dare you pry into everything? Have I been too nice to you, or have you hit your rebellious phase?"

Cuiyun quickly said, "Your Highness, I was wro—"

Zhao Ci waved a hand dismissively. "Go prepare breakfast. I’m hungry!"

"Yes!"

Cuiyun breathed a sigh of relief and fled toward the kitchen.

Zhu Li, however, stood with her hands on her hips, an expression on her face that screamed, ’Aren’t you going to praise me?’

Zhao Ci: "..."

In the end, he said nothing and walked directly over to the Civilian Mansion Officials who were sweating buckets on the Martial Arts Arena. "Alright, everyone, report on your cultivation progress."

Zhu Li froze for a moment, then became instantly annoyed.

’Why is he in such a bad mood after his cultivation deviation?’

’He didn’t want to talk to me last night.’

’And he doesn’t want to talk to me this morning, either.’

"Boss?"

She marched over resentfully and grabbed Zhao Ci’s arm. "I saved you! It’s one thing not to thank me, but why are you giving me the cold shoulder?"

Zhang Da Yong, who had been in the middle of his report, came to an abrupt halt at the sight.

The other four also stood ramrod straight, not daring to make a sound.

After all, they had heard every word of Zhu Li and Cuiyun’s conversation just now.

And they didn’t dare commit a single word of it to memory!

Zhang Da Yong, however, shot Zhao Ci a suspicious glance. ’He seems less and less like the Saint Monarch. Although the Saint Monarch was reincarnated without any memories, his original soul should have entered the womb intact.’

’The Saint Monarch I remember was full of pride. How could he possibly fake a cultivation deviation to trick a young woman into doing something so despicable?’

’And this Zhu Li is just as absurd. It’s bad enough that she was tricked out of her virtue, but to be so smug about it and demand thanks?’

’No wonder she goes around calling herself the "Chief Mansion Official" and wants to manage all the mansion’s affairs. She must have been aiming to become the Tenth Prince’s Consort all along.’

Zhao Ci felt a massive headache coming on and could only thank her repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you!"

Just a moment ago, he’d been worrying about how to face Zhu Li.

But seeing her like this now...

’...it seems there’s nothing to be conflicted about after all.’

Only then did Zhu Li crack a smile. She pointed at the men and said, "I’ve watched their training. They’ve all made great progress. The Body Refining Pills have compensated for their acquired deficiencies. They’ll definitely be of great use in the future."

The corner of Zhao Ci’s mouth twitched. ’Damn it, I’m trying to talk to Zhang Da Yong. Can you please just shut up?’

Helpless, he had no choice but to forcefully change the subject. "Rather than saying the Body Refining Pills compensated for it, I’d say they achieved this comeback through their own hard work. It’s just as the Demon Monarch once said: there’s no such thing as mediocrity in this world. So-called ’talent’ is just an excuse that lazy people who aren’t hard enough on themselves use."

"Well said!"

Zhang Da Yong applauded wildly in his heart, but on the surface, he maintained his usual silent, stoic expression.

It was Xiao Shenke who asked curiously, "Your Highness, you also think what the Demon Monarch said makes sense?"

"But of course!"

Zhao Ci nodded. "The Demon Monarch may have been an enemy to my father, the Emperor, but even my father admitted that the Demon Monarch was a rare expert with many admirable qualities. I’ve heard many legends about him, and I also find him to be quite a fascinating character."