Chapter 1604 - 664: The Demon Emperor’s "Humiliation

Chapter 1604: Chapter 664: The Demon Emperor’s "Humiliation

I heard that that red-haired baboon is actually already a few hundred years old. When demons reach this age, is it like hitting menopause for them too?

The one standing guard outside for Chi Ye was still the same Chi Prison Soldier who had brought Wuyue over yesterday.

Last night, Wuyue had already learned from Shui Yaoyao that he was a small team leader under Chi Ye, named Chen Yi.

This person looked young, but he had quite the skills. Rumor had it his strength was comparable to Sky Demon Level; he was a trusted right-hand man under Chi Ye.

"Is Lord Chi Ye throwing a tantrum again?"

Seeing Wuyue, Team Leader Chen Yi’s face flushed again. He gave her a friendly nod.

"Your lord is really hard to serve. Being his subordinate must be exhausting."

Wuyue felt that even she couldn’t stand Chi Ye for a single moment, yet poor Chen Yi had been serving him for hundreds of years.

"My lord actually isn’t hard to get along with."

Chen Yi scratched his head, wanting to say something good on behalf of his Demon Emperor.

Honestly speaking, although His Majesty the Demon Emperor had a fiery temper, he was a good Emperor.

The Chi Prison Army had been formed for hundreds of years, and every soldier within was utterly loyal to him.

He was also very considerate of the people of Beiyu Palace. If one were to say there was anything bad about His Majesty Chi Ye, it would be that flaw of his—hating women.

But even though he hated them, as long as those women didn’t take the initiative to seduce him, Lord Chi Ye wouldn’t speak harshly to them.

Lord Chi Ye’s temper was the typical "strangers keep away." Aside from doting heavily on Princess Little Chichi and raising his fists and feet to Empress Dowager Chi, he basically didn’t spare others a glance, outright ignoring them.

Yet somehow, after meeting this Miss Xiao Wu, he was acting like he wanted to "eat her" all day long.

Wuyue rolled her eyes. This was "not hard to get along with"? Chi Ye was practically a tyrant baboon.

"Chen Yi, you seem very idle. Since you’re so idle, come spar with me in Refining Martial."

After Chi Ye "destroyed all evidence" of that thing on the bed that had made him feel deeply humiliated, he walked out.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw Wuyue and Chen Yi chatting and laughing together.

That woman who was always looking terrified in front of him now had a face full of smiles, from time to time letting out clear, pleasant laughter.

Chi Ye suddenly felt a ball of fire ignite in his chest, and he wished he could burn that pair of flirting "dogs" to ashes.

He spoke in a harsh, nasty tone. The moment Chen Yi heard it was Martial Arts Training, his face fell bitterly, not knowing how he had offended His Majesty Chi Ye this time.

Anyone familiar with His Majesty Chi Ye knew that whenever Empress Dowager Chi drove him crazy by forcing marriage on him, he would look for someone to spar with.

The fate of those sparring partners was no different from a human punching bag.

Brother Chen Yi was truly pitiful.

Wuyue felt indignant on Chen Yi’s behalf, but in her heart she was already plotting: once Chi Ye left, she’d sneak into the tent to secretly read that Merit Book.

"Why are you still here? Why haven’t you gone to prepare breakfast?"

Seeing Wuyue still standing nearby, Chi Ye’s sword-like brows lifted, his gaze sharp as blades shooting straight at her.

"This maid will go at once."

Wuyue pouted and had no choice but to leave in low spirits.

By the time Wuyue came back, Chi Ye had already returned.

Outside the tent, Chen Yi was nowhere to be seen.

Wuyue carried the heavy breakfast tray, and the bottle of Medicine Wine Shui Yaoyao had given her earlier was still hidden in her sleeve.

When she went in, Chi Ye was sitting by the desk, holding that thick Merit Book in his hand.

Chi Ye held the book in his left hand and a brush dipped in ink in his right, occasionally making marks here and there. It gave him a somewhat different air than usual.

Wuyue’s heart moved, and she deliberately walked over to Chi Ye’s side.

From this angle, she could clearly see the names and records in the Merit Book.

Wuyue thus calmly began secretly reading it, word by word.

Chi Ye heard footsteps but said nothing, simply continuing to inspect the Merit Book.

The Demon Clan’s Merit Book recorded the accumulation of their Merit; in this regard, it was somewhat similar to the Jiu Provinces Hunting.

Once they had accumulated enough Merit Points, they could be promoted, gain titles and ranks, and some could even obtain the inheritance of more High-level Ancient Demon Skills.

Because the Tongtian Tribe was far from Beiyu Palace, and the Demon King had no direct authority to confer titles, while Chi Ye, due to Shui Yaoyao, had seldom come to the Tongtian Tribe over the years, the tribe had accumulated quite a number of meritorious contributors awaiting conferment over the past hundred years.

Chi Ye’s trip this time, aside from coming for the birthday celebration, had another purpose: to verify these Merits one by one, and if nothing was amiss, to take the opportunity of this banquet to confer rewards.

Chi Ye had indeed been reading the Merit Book at first, but the moment Wuyue came in, he lost focus.

He pricked up his ears, listening as Wuyue walked all the way to behind him.

Who knew that this woman, for once, wasn’t bristling with hostility, but was just quietly waiting behind him.

Chi Ye suddenly felt much more at ease.

Now that was how a woman—a Maid—should act. If she kept acting fierce all day long, if not for his good temper, any other nobles would’ve dragged her out long ago and beaten her to death with sticks.

Those thin arms and those long legs—if they didn’t get beaten now, they’d surely be clubbed to death later.

Chi Ye pondered this, then suddenly felt something was off.

The moment he thought of those long legs, that dream from dawn resurfaced like a lingering Yin Soul.

Chi Ye shook his head, trying to fling that lush, indecent scene out of his mind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch sight of Wuyue, seeing her slender arms supporting a heavy tray.

Chi Ye had a huge appetite and was also a tiger demon, so he usually only ate meat.

Just for one breakfast, there were twenty to thirty jin of roasted meat prepared, plus a large pot of meat soup and Medicine Wine to replenish his blood and energy. Altogether it weighed over fifty jin.

Normally it was the robust and strong Chen Yi who served Chi Ye his breakfast. Today, it had suddenly been changed to Wuyue, and she looked so delicate, yet she’d been standing there holding it for a full quarter of an hour without moving.

Chi Ye frowned and was just about to speak when, right then, that faint mint scent on Wuyue, standing not far behind him, drifted over again.

That scent was strange too. The aroma of the roasted meat was so strong, yet that fresh, clean fragrance still managed to snake its way through.

Adam’s apple bobbing, Chi Ye suddenly felt a heat in his nose, as if some worm were squirming around in there. Irritated, he snapped.

"Are you trying to starve me to death? Serve the meal already!"

With that, he slammed the Merit Book and brush aside with a crack.

Wuyue had been reading with great interest and had just managed to glance at a few names when Chi Ye broke her concentration like that, tossing the Merit Book aside again.

Wuyue was so angry she almost smashed the tray onto Chi Ye’s furry head.

Forcing down her anger, Wuyue set the tray down, only then realizing her arms were sore and swollen. Glancing at the ridiculous amount of food, she cursed silently: may it stuff you to death.

After putting down the food, Wuyue’s eyes swiveled, and she said ingratiatingly,

"Lord Chi Ye, let me help you tidy up these miscellaneous things."

Having said that, she bent forward slightly, reaching for the Merit Book.

But before Wuyue’s fingers touched the Merit Book, Chi Ye suddenly grabbed her hand. His grip was so strong it almost crushed her bones.

"Serve me my meal. Who told you to be touching things with your hands and feet!"