Chapter 43 – Hidden Monsters (II)

Chapter 43

Hidden Monsters (II)

Light, or whatever her name is, wasn’t much of a talker.

She wasn’t much of anything, really; for the remainder of the day, she stayed in the corner, whipping books out one after another (she got that fancy spatial ring, the brat!), and just reading them in silence.

Dai Xiu tried to strike up a conversation only to be met with, well, silence. The three-foot-long devil didn’t even ‘ignore’ her; it was more that she seemed to exist in a different reality, one divorced from our own.

“… Master,” Long Tao walked up to me moments after noting the newcomer.

“Don’t.”

“You pick up the strangest things,” he said.

“Goddammit, I didn’t even pick up this one!” I vented. “She was forced onto me!”

“Just so you know–“

“–nope. I don’t want to know anything,” I quickly interrupted; I knew, but I didn’t want it known that I know, you know? Aah. “Go, go cultivate or something.”

“…” The old monster eyed me with bemusement for a moment before shrugging and walking away.

… I didn’t ask for this, okay?

First off, dear, beloved Sect Master–there is no way in all the living hells that you don’t know who this girl is. And not only did you take her in, but you now stiffed me with her?

Screw you, okay! I will never say it out loud because I’m extremely terrified of you, but screw you big time.

Demonic Cultivators, as you can imagine, are abhorred in this world. They are considered worse than demonic beasts, even. It’s a long-held belief, persisting across countless generations, and a war that continues to this day.

As you can imagine, since their de facto ‘princess’ is here with me, the Demonic side is very much on the losing end of things. They are struggling mightily, at least in this corner of the world.

This now tells me a few things: that strange anxiety I felt toward the Sect Master? Yeah, that wasn’t just your normal anxiety; that was probably that stupid talent or trait of mine reacting to the Demonic Qi or energy or whatever in him.

So, yeah, our vaunted, hallowed, well-respected Spirit Sage is actually a Demonic Cultivator, and he has with him a potential harbinger of doom, and now I’m in charge of raising that harbinger… How does any of this make any sense?!

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Encountering Long Tao just as I came here? Okay, fine, maybe it was just your average roll of a dice–coincidences like that happen. Dai Xiu? Fine, you could say that it was probably the system in some capacity helping me, or maybe it was fate, or, yet again, it was just dumb luck.

But the second old monster and now the demon princess?