Chapter 266 - 132: Asking for a Beating

Chapter 266: Chapter 132: Asking for a Beating

At that moment, Jiang Mu’s hand was pressed against her lower abdomen, with no fabric in the way.

The sensation of skin against skin was distinct.

She subconsciously reached out, wanting to pull up the tattered front of her dress.

Jiang Mu saw her small movement and was exasperated.

’I already saw everything worth seeing back at the hot spring. What’s there to hide?’

’Besides, you’re a tree spirit. What kind of ideas could I possibly have about you?’

’Other than sprouting a few leaves, what else can you do?’

’There’s zero... playability.’

’So far, out of all the gorgeous Demons I’ve met, the only one I’ve had even the slightest thought about is that cheap Little Demon of mine.’

’I’m honestly not interested in the others.’

Jiang Mu’s gaze swept over the front of her dress. He pursed his lips and said,

"Are those things fake? You go through the trouble of taking human form just to make them so magnificent? Don’t you get tired?"

Si Rumeng fumed at his words, so ashamed and indignant she wanted to die.

’This bastard!’

’How dare he question my figure!’

"Shameless!"

Si Rumeng cursed.

Jiang Mu’s eyes turned cold as he stared at her. "Looking for another beating?"

Si Rumeng’s delicate body trembled. Like a duck whose neck had been squeezed, her voice died abruptly.

She could only turn her face away resentfully, refusing to look at the detestable man any longer.

After a moment, she said sullenly,

"When a Demon takes human form, it is a natural process that follows the Celestial Dao. Every inch of skin and hair is real flesh and blood. It’s not like I possessed someone else’s body through soul-devouring... This is just how I’m built!"

Jiang Mu just chuckled drily and changed the subject. "How high do you think that Black Mountain’s Cultivation Level is?"

Si Rumeng thought for a moment. "At least the Eleventh Realm."

’The Eleventh Realm!?’

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Jiang Mu still sucked in a sharp breath.

The last time he’d encountered such a terrifying powerhouse was Beitang Batian.

But back then, Beitang Batian had been like a beaten dog, completely different from the Black Mountain before him now.

"Who do you think this Black Mountain is?" Jiang Mu asked again.

Si Rumeng’s pink lips moved as if to speak, but she hesitated, then shook her head gently. "I don’t know. But the few times he came before, he never used his true body. I imagine he’s quite far from here."

Jiang Mu was lost in thought.

He had a theory, but he needed to go back and verify it.

A short while later, continuously nourished by the Incense and Candle Power, the color gradually returned to Si Rumeng’s pale face.

The cracks covering her Demon Pill also began to slowly mend.

Although her old, deep-seated injuries remained, she was in far better condition than before, when she had been on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Feeling the power gradually refilling her body, Si Rumeng was filled with emotion.

’I never thought a hunting dog from the Demon-slaying Bureau would possess such incredible methods. To think this technique actually works.’

Her Cultivation Level could now be completely stabilized at Tier Six.

She could even briefly return to her peak Cultivation Level without sustaining too much damage, as long as she didn’t overexert herself.

Just then, a firework suddenly bloomed in the distant sky.

Jiang Mu looked up, his brow furrowed slightly.

That was the unique distress signal of the Hu State Demon-slaying Bureau.

’Could it be that guy, Xu Fu?’

Jiang Mu was exasperated.

’That guy swore up and down he was going to do something big, but he ended up being no help at all with the real mission. And now he’s stirred up trouble and is calling for help?’

’What a troublesome guy.’

He stood up, dusted off his hands, and said to Si Rumeng,

"Alright, that’s enough for today. I’ll help you continue your recovery later when I have time. I have something to take care of. Your injuries haven’t healed, so you shouldn’t fight. Just stay here and rest well."

Si Rumeng had been enjoying the sensation.

When he suddenly pulled away, an inexplicable sense of emptiness and loss welled up inside her.

Jiang Mu paid no mind to the change in her expression. With a wave of his hand, he released the female ghosts from the Buddha Lamp, along with Yu Xiaoqian.

He instructed Si Rumeng,

"All of you stay put right here. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll come back for you after I’ve handled my business."

"Don’t even think about running. You won’t get away."

With that, Jiang Mu’s figure flickered, transforming into an afterimage as he sped toward the source of the signal.

"Hey—"

Yu Xiaoqian, who had been waiting for a chance to speak with Jiang Mu, watched his departing figure. Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air, her delicate face filled with disappointment and hurt.

’That bookworm... why did he leave in such a hurry?’

’He didn’t even say a single word to me...’

Seeing the young woman’s expression, Si Rumeng sighed to herself.

She stood up, straightened her torn dress again, and regained some of her usual imposing air. She then spoke to Yu Xiaoqian in a cold voice,

"Xiaoqian, men are the most faithless and heartless creatures."

"Look at him. He whispers sweet nothings when he needs you, and the moment he’s done, he turns and leaves without a second glance. He deceived you before, used your kindness to get in here—have you forgotten all that?"

"A man like that has a cold heart and ice in his veins."

"You can’t handle him."

Yu Xiaoqian bit her lip, wanting to argue.

But she didn’t know what to say. She could only lower her head as tears welled up in her eyes.

Si Rumeng turned her head, gazing in the direction Jiang Mu had left. Her long, phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, a glint flashing in their depths as she said faintly,

"A man like that..."

"...is one only I can handle."