Genius Demon Empress - Chapter 38

Chapter 38 - Yue Chen's Secret

Translated by Luxican

After leaving the Qian Bin Establishment, Yue Jing Hua arrived at the carriage rental business affiliated with the Nightmare Field of Po Lou City, having a request for the shopkeeper.

The rental business was located in a noisy street, this ordinary looking business did not attract any attention, no one would think that hiding behind it was a frightening tide of material desires.

From the stables, the stench of horses wafted over, and many shouting coachmen emerged them.

After taking out the two-star Profound Pellets Card, which symbolized her status in the Nightmare Field, Yue Jing Hua's waved her hand in front of the old shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's turbid old eyes suddenly revealed a bit of brilliance. He invited Yue Jing Hua into the back-cabin.

In the cabin, Yue Jing Hua was isolated from the noise and smells of the outside world. Yue Jing Hua explained her intentions, and the old man revealed a slightly struggling expression: "Acquisition of Ancient Eggs? This would be a bit difficult, there have been no Ancient Eggs in the Nightmare Field of Po Lou City for several years."

Yue Jing Hua was not surprised, Ancient Eggs were hard to find. She entrusted the old man to pay more attention, before she got up and took her leave.

After sending Yue Jing Hua out, the old shopkeeper closed the door and took out a porcelain bottle with a small opening and a long neck from his sleeve.

The material of the porcelain bottle looked a lot like glass of the modern times, transparent, with an amber-colored fluid swirling inside.

After pouring out the fluid from the bottle, the old man let the fluid drop to the floor, and the fluid, as if it had a will of its own, spread out on the floor to the size of a dressing mirror.

Even though it looked like a mirror, what appeared inside was not the reflection of the old shopkeeper, but a beautiful young girl.

"Xiao Ya, the customer Madame Yao asked us to keep an eye on, has returned here, and this time she wants to buy Ancient Beast Eggs," the image and sound of the old shopkeeper passed through the mirror in Po Lou City, and resurfaced at the other side, were one of the twins Yue Jing Hua had already met, and helped promote to Profound Jade Realm, Xiao Ya stood.

As one of the most mysterious organizations on the Eastern Continent, the Nightmare Field also had a unique messaging system.

The transmission medium used by the old shopkeeper and Xiao Ya was called Sound Mirror Spring, which was fluid taken from a famous spiritual spring in the Eastern Continent, the Zi Mu Mirror Spring. When taking two drops from this spring, one could form a mirror that could transmit images and sound within a ten miles radius, allowing the holder to communicate freely.

This spring water was only available to the middle and upper echelons of the Nightmare Field, because Xiao Ya was Madame Yao's personal maid, who specialized in guarding the spring, every afternoon, Xiao Ya would, according to Mrs. Yao's orders, exchange news with the old man in Po Lou City.

"Ancient Beast Eggs?" She murmured, a swift light flash through her eyes.

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After leaving the carriage renting business, Yue Jing Hua changed back into her outfit and went to visit Yue Chen's residence.

She had promised Lie Rou that she would write a response to Yue Minzhi's letter, but first she had to resolve something.

Yue Minzhi's letter did not mention Yue Chen in the slightest, and it seemed that there was not much affection between the two brothers. Yue Chen's origin was unknown, when they left the Long Zhan State, he was still quite young, and his temperament was also a bit lonely, it was inevitable that their relationship was a bit strained.

Fighting among themselves would have no benefits, not to mention that the current Yue Family was very weak, after considering it again and again, Yue Jing Hua felt it was necessary to mend their sibling's bond.

While nearing the room, Yue Jing Hua could hear the weeping of a child, it was as light as a mosquito, and it came from the flower bed that was already half a person tall.

In her previous life, Yue Xiao Qi was most afraid of three things. Children's crying, women's gossip and scum men not keeping their promises. Her sharp eyes immediately caught sight of Yue Chen.

Yue Chen was crying bitterly, with tears dripping down his delicate cheeks, while holding a flower pot in his hands.

Suddenly hearing a noise, Yue Chen hurried stopped crying and raised his head, a slender figure entered his eyes.

After seeing the guest, his little face changed dramatically, after the street incident and Hong Ling's matter, Yue Jing Hua's image in Yue Chen's mind had made an 180° turn, changing drastically.

He busily wiped his face with the back of his chubby hand, but tears continued dropping from his big glass-ball like eyes without pause, and he sniffled and sniffled.

Yue Jing Hua's eyes were glued to his hand. He was trying to hide the potted flower behind him, but he was still small, while the flowerpot was as tall as half a man, trying to cover it made it even more obvious.

The flower behind Yue Chen had green leaves like jasper, and there were more than ten flowers on it. Each flower was the size of a fist. From afar, it looked like a blazing inferno.

"Nine-Lost-Words Herb," this word popped up in Yue Jing Hua's mind.

In her pockets, she still carried a few herbs that were used to refine the second type of pill that had been sent by the Nightmare Field and handed over to Yan Qing, but it had been missing the Nine-Lost-Words Herb.

Instead of finding the Nine-Lost-Words Herb, the Nightmare Field helped gather information related to it, Mrs. Yao also added a favor by passing this to Yue Jing Hua.

But how could the legendary Nine-Lost-Words Herb that could only grow near the Nine Continent River be in Yue Chen's hands?

"Not Nine-Lost-Words, it's Eight-Lost-Words," Yue Chen spat out with his youthful voice, "It's not a Nine-Lost-Words Herb yet," saying that, his little mouth flattened again, only a little joy could be seen in his eyes after hearing the name Nine-Lost-Words Herb from Yue Jing Hua, while trying to cover the herb his movements had also slowed down.

Yue Chen had been withdrawn since young, he rarely opened his mouth, he also refused to study at an academy, preferring hiding in his courtyard while fiddling with flowers and plants. But unfortunately, there was no one to share his passion with.

Lie Rou took pity on his loneliness and bought a lot of exotic flowers and plants for him.

The previous "Yue Jing Hua" had felt that this boy only knew to play with plants, and these plants were expensive to boot! So, she felt disgusted with Yue Chen! She would never even take the initiative to come to Yue Chen's door to look at his plants, let alone interact with Yue Chen.

Because of her habits as female spy, every information Yue Jing Hua obtained would be assessed by her first, before she made a decision.

The information about the Nine-Lost -Words Herb only contained that it was a flower of the fire element, and an herb with one flower could only be regarded as an ordinary plant. The grade of the Nine-Lost-Words Herb advanced with the number of flowers it sported.

Five, Six, until Seven-Lost-Words Herbs were all normal plants, and were not uncommon on the market. But as long as their reached Eight or Nine flowers, its grade would be promoted directly to the spirit grade. It was that rare.

"The Eight-Lost-Words Herb is already remarkable. Did mother buy this pot of peony?" Yue Jing Hua had many questions, the Eight-Lost-Words Herb was very rare in the Shang Kingdom, extremely valuable, Lie Rou would never be able to buy a pot of such precious peonies, so they remained only one explanation.

"Bought it, at Six Flowers," Yue Chen didn't have many chances to talk to other people on a regular basis, and his speech wasn't very fluid.

"You cared for it until it reached Eight Flowers? Does anyone else know about this?" Yue Jing Hua patted her chest with her hand to quell the waves of fear and turmoil in her heart.

Yue Chen nodded, then shook his head.

"Did you plant more of them in your residence?" Yue Jing Hua was frightened once again, she sized up Yue Chen's residence, every plant seemed to be the same exotic plant planted everywhere in the Lie Estate, at least in a layman's eye.

The last time Yue Jing Hua had been here, she also hadn't looked that closely.

Now after a careful look, she withdrew her gaze.

Seeing that she wasn't able to detect anything like this, Yue Jing Hua quietly used her spiritual power to explore the residence.

Every flower and plant here had undergone drastic change after being planted by Yue Chen, all of them had gone from normal flowers to spiritual herbs, of them, the Eight-Lost-Words Herb was the most changed.

"Lend me this pot for one night," Yue Jing Hua already had an idea in her mind.

"No," Yue Chen tensed up, his head shaking like a rattle, this was a flower he had wasted a lot of effort one, he wouldn't just give it away.

"How about lending it to me for one night, and I'll return you a pot of Nine-Lost-Words Herb tomorrow morning? Just one night nothing else." Yue Jing Hua's eyes were burning, and her red lips, which were even more captivating than fire, joined together in a charming smile. Like someone trying to coax a little loli into following them.

"No, don't, forbid it, I'm not a child," Yue Chen's cheeks were flushed and puffed up, resentful and shy.

Yue Jing Hua who knew nothing about gardening, dared to say that it was possible to promote a Eight-Lost-Words Herb to Nine Flowers, it was impossible, but her voice was steady and sounded very good. So good, it made his brain buzz and left him with a knot in his tongue.

"If you don't, I'll pull out all the plants and flowers in your yard," after Yue Jing Hua gave him another strike to the forehead, Yue Chen grabbed his fair forehead with a faint red mark on it.

Protecting the top, negligent of the bottom, this action, gave Yue Jing Hua the opportunity to snatch over the flower pot.

"You, you, bully," Yue Chen felt anxious, his small face and neck red.

"Just bullying you," Yue Jing Hua loved seeing Yue Chen's quail-like miserable expression.

"it's fine if you want to take it back in the morning, now go back to your room, wash up, and write a letter to your elder brother, Yue Minzhi. Remember to write a lot, and when you finished it, come to me in the morning with the letter," Yue Jing Hua said, held out her slender white jade palm, and struck Yue Chen's tiny palm.

After a crisp sound, the girl's figure moved through the flowers like the shadow of a butterfly: "Remember, in the future, as a son of the Yue Family, shed no more tears, and no more crying until you have a runny nose."

Yue Chen looked at his palms in a daze, after a while, he muttered, "Scoundrel," a sharp scolding without a hint of stuttering.