Chapter Twenty-Two: Sleeping on Your Bed, The Bead of Everlasting Life

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Hell. Inside the nineteenth-level cell.

Bai Yan looked up at the tightly sealed cell door and asked, "What should we do now, Little Princess?"

"I don't know." The little dumpling's voice still carried a hint of indignation.

Let them lock her up; she would never go out again. So what if she had run out of Hell? So what if she had visited the Demon Realm? So what if she had obtained a Snow Lotus Pearl Flower? Hmph, her Father Lord was truly petty.

"Why not tell me, Little Princess, what happened while you were in the Demon Realm?"

The little dumpling looked up in surprise, her expression endearingly cute as she asked, "Do you want to hear it?"

He nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Naturally. I am curious: how was Han Mo willing to give the Snow Lotus Pearl Flower to you?"

The little dumpling was stunned by his question. She hurriedly asked, "Is that flower very rare?"

Wasn't it said that it bloomed at the base of Mount Xueyuan at the stroke of midnight? Did it require some other conditions to be plucked?

"Of course it is rare!" Bai Yan moved forward excitedly, but the sudden exertion nearly threw out his aging back.

"Hiss—" he gasped in pain. The hellfire whip of this prison was truly well-deserved of its reputation; even now, he had only recovered thirty percent of his strength.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him in such pain, the little dumpling hurriedly rummaged through her Qiankun pouch. "Don't worry, I have plenty of medicinal flowers here, they should be able to..."

Cure you.

Before she could finish her sentence, the little dumpling, still digging into her pouch, froze.

"Little Princess?" Bai Yan watched in confusion as she stopped mid-motion.

The little dumpling raised her small head, looking at him with a bewildered expression. "I... well, the medicinal flowers are gone."

"How can that be? Could it be that someone stole them from you?"

That shouldn't be possible. She was the Little Princess of Hell, the only daughter of King Yama—who would dare steal from her?

The little dumpling thought for a moment and realized she had given them all away, leaving none for herself.

What was she to do?

With a look of apology, the little dumpling whispered, "I... I don't seem to have any left. I gave them all to the people of the Demon Clan. I only have that Snow Lotus Pearl Flower left."

"So that's how it is?" He had thought as much. Who would dare steal from the Little Princess? It turned out she had simply given them away.

But, the Demon Clan?

"Was it the High Priest of the Demon Clan, Mo Han? Did you give all your medicinal flowers to him?"

"How did you know?" The little dumpling was startled. Wasn't he trapped in this prison cell? How did he know about this?

Bai Yan smiled, addressing the doubt in her heart. "Although I cannot leave, the entire Hell is buzzing with talk of you, Little Princess."

"Even without leaving this dungeon, I can hear news of your exploits."

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"Ha, is that so..." The little dumpling gave a dry laugh, then lowered her head, silently cursing all those little ghosts behind her back. How dare they gossip and tarnish her reputation as the dignified Little Princess of the Ghost Clan!

After she finished venting, the little dumpling looked up and asked him, "Does that Snow Lotus Pearl Flower have any healing properties for your wounds?"

"No, no, no," Bai Yan shook his head hurriedly. "That is the medicinal flower Han Mo gave you; how could I use it to heal my wounds?"

"Furthermore, that Snow Lotus Pearl Flower is something that can heal the damage to your own heart and roots, Little Princess. How could I take what you need?"

"My injuries are not that serious; they will heal in a few days."

"Are you sure?" The little dumpling looked at his injuries skeptically. "You received a full one hundred lashes of the Ghost Whip from Sister Meng Hui. How could it not be serious?"

"Meng... Hui?" Bai Yan asked, the name sounding vaguely familiar.

"Yes, Sister Meng Hui is the one who administered your punishment. She is the most impartial and incorruptible Ghost Official in our Hell. Falling into her hands, your days ahead are not going to be easy."

Bai Yan: "..."

He finally understood why the name sounded familiar.

So, the wounds on his body were all inflicted one whip at a time by this Lady Meng Hui. No wonder it felt familiar.

"But don't worry, with me here, Sister Meng Hui will look after you for my sake."

Bai Yan smiled softly. "Then I thank you, Little Princess."

The little dumpling shook her head haughtily. "You're welcome, you're welcome."

She pointed to the bed against the wall not far away and continued, "As long as you give up this bed for me to sleep in tonight, we can work everything else out."

Give it up to the Little Princess?!

Bai Yan looked at the only clean bed in the dungeon and exclaimed in astonishment, "Then where am I supposed to sleep?"

The little dumpling held up her small arms, shaking her head. Her expression was both charming and incredibly cute. "I don't know. You can choose to sleep on the floor."

"Sleep... on the... floor?!" Bai Yan's eyes widened, staring at her in disbelief.

He was a dignified high-ranking official of the Immortal Clan, the First-Rank Immortal Lord Bai Yan, revered and flattered by countless cultivators!

Even though he had fallen into the demonic path and faced unprecedented obstacles in his cultivation, no one had ever dared to make him sleep on the floor or steal his bed.

This Little Princess...

The little dumpling huffed, acting haughty. "What? Can't I sleep on this bed?"

Bai Yan nodded helplessly. "Fine, you sleep there. I will sleep on the floor."

Truly impressive!

The first person to ever make him sleep on the floor was actually a mere, wet-behind-the-ears little dumpling.

Oh well, since he was trapped in someone else's territory, he had to follow their rules.

A bitter life indeed.

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He wondered how that boy Han Mo was doing, and if he had managed to consume the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower to break the seals and overcome the trials on his cultivation path.

...

Hall of Ruthlessness.

In the front hall.

"Your Highness." Hei Chang walked in, bringing the results of the investigation regarding the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower.

"It is said that the King of the Snake Clan did indeed find a Blood Spirit Pearl Flower with thirty thousand years of spiritual power in the Black Sea of the Demon Realm."

"However, when he was about to consume the flower, he was attacked by an unknown assailant, and the flower was lost within the borders of the Demon Realm."

"The Snake Clan searched the Demon Realm for three full days without success. It was only recently that this Blood Spirit Pearl Flower appeared in the Nine Heavens."

"After that, the flower changed hands several times before ending up in the possession of His Highness Yu Heng."

"I do not know why, but the disgraced immortal Bai Yan attempted to steal this flower, and in the end, was banished from the realm by His Highness Yu Heng, falling into the demonic path."

After hearing this, Yan Yi pondered for a moment. "In that case, it really did belong to him?"

Hei Chang nodded. "Logically speaking, since he spent his own energy obtaining it from the Black Sea, it should have been his."

"Hmm. Send people to investigate the relationship between the disgraced immortal Bai Yan and the Snake Clan's Han Mo. Report back to me immediately once you find out."

"Yes, Hei Chang understands."

"Your Highness—" The ghost servant Mao Ding knocked softly on the hall door and reported in a low voice, "Lady Meng Hui has returned."

"Let her in." Yan Yi glanced toward Hei Chang, who nodded and immediately vanished from the hall.

"Yes." Ghost servant Mao Ding slowly pushed open the door and let Meng Hui walk in.

"Your Highness—" Meng Hui bowed hurriedly, then looked up and said, "The Third Prince of the Dragon Clan has found the Longevity Flower and has already administered it to the human. May I ask, Your Highness, what should we do?"

"Longevity... Flower?" Yan Yi's expression darkened. The Longevity Flower could grant humans eternal life, allowing them to live as long as cultivators.

It was said that this flower bloomed once every thousand years, and there was only one in existence, currently in the hands of that young Snake Clan member, Han Mo.

Could it be that he had helped the Dragon Clan?

"I will go to the Dragon Clan myself. You keep a close watch on Yuan'er in the dungeon. Do not let her take a single step outside."

"The Little Princess?" Meng Hui was stunned. How did the Little Princess end up in the dungeon? That was no place for her.

Before she could ask any further, she saw that the person who had been sitting upright before her had already vanished.

She lowered her head toward the empty chair and bowed quietly. "Yes, Meng Hui obeys."