Chapter 1384 - 699: Battle, or Not? (Pink Ticket Bonus for 75 Votes)

The dinner of the generals appeared rather simple. Set before each person was a plate of braised meat, a bowl of Spirit Rice, and three Spirit Fruits produced by the Bashe Forest. The Hidden Flow Army strictly prohibited alcohol, with the penalty for violation being beheading, so everyone had fruit liqueur instead.

She was the guest of honor tonight. After Chi Bihu introduced her to everyone, she calmly took her seat, picking up the meat piece by piece and tasting it slowly, not intending to disturb the discussions. She had slept for three years, and among the many new Demon Generals and Demon Soldiers expanded by Hidden Flow, many had never seen her in person, only heard the numerous stories between her and Changtian. The most talked about was her rescuing the Shaking Heaven God Monarch from the God Demon Prison, and how Changtian dared to go against the world for her, killing countless enemies. Thus, before seeing her, they held three parts respect and seven parts curiosity towards her. Seeing her now calm and at ease, seemingly unpretentious, they gradually felt bold enough to gaze upon her.

Ning Xiaoxian slightly furrowed her brows. There was a gaze that seemed stuck to her, never retracting, quite bold indeed. Even as her calming skills improved, she did not like being stared at so directly. Following the gaze, she saw it belonged to a woman whose brows and eyes brimmed with vigor and clarity like stars.

With just one look, she knew—this was a leopard demon, and the banshee’s figure indeed resembled a female leopard, with tight curves, long legs, and full hips, appearing always to be brimming with robust explosive power. This Banshee stood close to a robust general, and from their looks, they seemed somewhat similar, likely father and daughter.

Her gaze swept across, and yet the other did not evade or seem embarrassed; instead, she met Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes with unhidden curiosity and exploration, and a little... provocation? Was she mistaken, having never met this banshee before, why would she hold such an attitude?

"...Lord Ning?" she was pondering when suddenly she heard Chi Bihu gently call her, and everyone was staring at her, evidently waiting for her answer.

She quickly snapped back to reality, extending her Divine Thought to review what he had just said, then replied, "The Robbing Immortal Wu Li of the Washing Sword Pavilion fell by the Xiu River in Xinyu City; this is absolutely true!"

Before Chi Bihu could speak, a female voice hurriedly interjected, "This is of great importance, did you see it with your own eyes? Who killed him? Where is the body?" Following the voice, they saw the one questioning was indeed the same banshee who had stared at Ning Xiaoxian earlier.

The general by her side’s face had changed, angrily saying, "Xiling, shut up!" He stood and bowed deeply to Ning Xiaoxian, respectfully saying, "Lord Ning, my daughter is too reckless, I ask for your forgiveness!" He pressed down on his daughter’s head, bowing together.

He did not need to lift his head to know Ning Xiaoxian’s warm gaze lingered around them, especially long on Xiling, so much so that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Xiling’s questioning was a direct challenge to Ning Xiaoxian. The Hidden Flow was strict in its army discipline; such disrespect to a superior could result in a heavy flogging of thirty lashes. His daughter, always proud and ambitious, if punished with thirty lashes, he did not know how to resolve this matter.

The person before him was held dearly by the God Monarch himself; offending her was akin to offending the God Monarch. Ning Xiaoxian’s silence increased his pressure significantly.

Fortunately, after looking for a moment, she slowly said, "Oh, a Female General, does she hold any rank?"

Chi Hu Bi responded, "Indeed, Xiling is fierce in battle, not losing to any man, already the Army’s Si Ge."

His response, praising her as "fierce in battle," made Ning Xiaoxian understand his intention to protect this Female General. She lightly smiled and said, "Though her words were a bit unrestrained, she has the candor of genuine nature. It’s fine; I’m not angry." She glanced around, clearly stating, "Regarding Wu Li’s death, I truly did not see it firsthand; however, he died at the hands of the King Jinghai Mansion, and this is absolutely true. The one who passed me this information is someone I trust, but I owe no detailed explanation to you!" With the last sentence, she evidently addressed Xiling. As she spoke, the image of Huangfuming’s smile flashed before her eyes; she felt that even though he often spoke nonsense, he wouldn’t deceive her regarding such grave matters like the death of Robbing Immortal from Washing Sword Pavilion.

Her inexplicable certainty was not in trust of his character but in that indescribable wickedness about him.

The dismissive words made Xiling immediately blush, but the general sighed in relief, thanking, "Thank you, Lord Ning." He turned to his daughter, saying, "Lord Ning has spared you this time, don’t quickly thank her now?"