Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 234 Slapping the Face of the Heartless Cultivator 12

Huangfu Yi's face instantly turned like a palette of colors, first black, then green, and finally deathly pale.

He never intended to be exposed at this point in time.

Huangfu Ming's path to the throne was fraught with bloodshed. The reason he spared him was simply because he had helped Huangfu Ming once when he was young, thus leaving him as the only direct descendant of the imperial family.

After Huangfu Ming took power, he remained law-abiding, so Huangfu Ming treated him fairly well.

Since he had hope of cultivation, he was filled with longing for it. He only wanted to embark on the path of cultivation. Even if he could not live forever, living a hundred years longer would be good.

He had only ever had a fleeting thought of replacing Huangfu Ming, but it was just a fleeting idea. Huangfu Ming was exceptionally talented, and even if he embarked on the path of cultivation, he would never be able to surpass him.

Now that Huangfu Ming has personally caught him capturing demonic beasts, he must find a way to exonerate himself, otherwise he might die at Huangfu Ming's hands!

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Huangfu Yi's forehead. His heart was pounding. He was terrified by Huangfu Ming's deathly gaze.

He swallowed hard, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he walked down from the platform. He knelt on one knee in front of Huangfu Ming and said, "Your Majesty, you have come at the right time. This is a demon beast that I rescued from a cultivator. If I hadn't sent someone to save him, he would probably be a skeleton by now."

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Ming bent down and stared into Huangfu Yi's eyes. "Uncle, do you think I'm a fool?"

When Huangfu Yi heard Huangfu Ming refer to himself, he knew that Huangfu Ming was really angry, otherwise he would never have used this self-reference in private before.

Realizing that Huangfu Ming had been wearing an invisibility cloak and had likely witnessed everything that had happened along the way, Huangfu Yi lost all hope and knelt dejectedly on the ground. "Your Majesty, I was wrong. Please punish me!"

"However, I did all this just to embark on the path of cultivation! I only captured demonic beasts. The death of demonic beasts is nothing to regret. Even if I killed them all, so what? Are the lives of demonic beasts more important than my own?" Huangfu Yi raised his head and roared at Huangfu Ming with all his might.

He didn't believe that Huangfu Ming would harm him for those demonic beasts!

“Cultivating immortality? You?” Leng Yuexing said, stepping forward and grabbing Huangfu Yi’s wrist.

After sensing it with her spiritual power, Leng Yuexing said coldly, "You don't have a single trace of spiritual root, yet you want to cultivate immortality? Are you dreaming?"

"How is that possible? My master checked it. Although my spiritual root is very small, it is indeed there! As long as I have forty-nine spiritual energy beads, he can rebuild my spiritual root and let me embark on the path of cultivation!"

“You don’t have any spiritual roots at all, let alone the ability to recreate them!” Leng Yuexing shattered Huangfu Yi’s delusions.

“No spiritual root…no spiritual root…Your Majesty, he’s lying to me! Isn’t he!” Huangfu Yi stared stubbornly at Huangfu Ming.

Huangfu Ming's expression turned cold. "Royal offspring are tested for spiritual roots at birth. You've had no spiritual roots since birth, didn't you know that?"

"So what?" Huangfu Yi roared hoarsely, "Even if I don't have spiritual roots, I can have my master steal other people's spiritual roots and exchange them for me, then I will have spiritual roots!"

Looking at Huangfu Yi, who seemed to be going crazy, Leng Yuexing felt as if she had returned to her former world.

In that world, it wasn't unheard of for someone to steal another's spiritual root to exchange for their own. However, even in that cultivation world teeming with rare and precious materials, finding a magic weapon to exchange for a spiritual root was extremely difficult, let alone in this world in its decline.

Huangfu Ming shook his head. "Throughout the centuries, how many members of the royal family have lacked spiritual roots? If replacing spiritual roots were as simple as you say, would it even be your turn?"

"No, Master wouldn't lie to me..." Huangfu Yi muttered, seemingly insane.

"Who exactly is your master?" Huangfu Ming asked in a low voice.

Huangfu Yi glanced at Huangfu Ming but did not answer him.

Huangfu Ming shouted in a deep voice, "Speak quickly!"

Huangfu Yi shuddered. "Former Imperial Preceptor He Mu."

“It’s him…” Huangfu Ming straightened up. “Then where is he now?”

"My master is currently in seclusion, and I don't know where he is in seclusion," Huangfu Yi replied, bowing his head.

Huangfu Ming gave him a cold look. He had once thought that his uncle was simple-minded. Although some royal children were arrogant, they posed no threat to him, so he wanted to let him go.

In retrospect, he wasn't just simple-minded; he was utterly foolish.

He actually believed the former imperial advisor's nonsense that he could rebuild his spiritual roots, not only capturing demonic beasts for him, but also being sold out and helping the seller count the money.

Huangfu Ming slowly squatted down, gripped Huangfu Yi's shoulders tightly, his gaze intense as he stared into Huangfu Yi's eyes, and said slowly, "Do you know that although the number of humans cultivating is slightly greater than that of demon beasts, in terms of overall strength, we are at a disadvantage?"

Huangfu Yi stared blankly at Huangfu Ming.

"Do you think we can escape unscathed if the monsters unite and attack us?"

After a long pause, Huangfu Yi suddenly burst into tears, "I was wrong, Your Majesty..."

Huangfu Ming released Huangfu Yi's shoulder, then stood up and turned to look at Leng Yuexing gently, saying, "Yuexing, he's in your hands now. You can do whatever you want with him, but I hope you can spare his life."

After Huangfu Ming finished speaking, he turned and walked out, sparing Huangfu Yi's life as a way of repaying Huangfu Yi for the meal he had given him years ago.

"Your Majesty!" Huangfu Yi knelt down, trying to stop Huangfu Ming, but Leng Yuexing stopped him with the hilt of her sword.

Leng Yuexing looked at Huangfu Yi coldly, "You killed so many demonic beasts, and you still dared to try to capture my White Fox clan. Did you ever think about this day?"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Yi wiped away his tears and glared angrily at Leng Yuexing. "They're just demonic beasts. In my eyes, they're nothing but vessels from which I extract spiritual energy!"

Leng Yuexing laughed angrily upon hearing this, "You look down on demonic beasts?"

"So what if it is?" Huangfu Yi replied. Since His Majesty said he would spare his life, he believed his master would come to save him as long as he didn't die.

Leng Yuexing stared coldly at Huangfu Yi. The moment he finished speaking, he made a complex hand seal and then channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into Huangfu Yi's body. He then turned and walked away without looking at Huangfu Yi again.

Since Huangfu Ming offered to spare his life, he would spare his life, but he would also make Huangfu Yi experience what it meant to be worse than dead!

Let him atone for the sins of those dead monsters!

Huangfu Yi watched coldly as Leng Yuexing channeled her spiritual energy into his body, but he felt no discomfort whatsoever.

He wanted to laugh out loud, but in the next instant his eyes widened.