The Steward Demonic Emperor

ow shook, his teeth clenched, “These damn arrogant fools lord around the streets daily, but the least they can do is not shame me in front of Baili Jingwei!”

 

“Brother Feiyun, easy.
Baili Jingwei is the Prime Minister, and it won’t be easy to fool him.” Danqing Shen patted his shoulder.

 

Annoyed, Shangguan Feiyun flicked his hand and spat, “Who the hell is fooling who here? It’s all these morons’ fault for not playing their part…”

 

“Hey, that can be taken different ways!”

 

Shangguan Feiyun reacted, glowering at Danqing Shen, “You mean to tell me these men fooled me till now, only getting exposed now Baili Jingwei came?”

 

Danqing Shen beamed and waved his hand, “This definitely isn’t from just yesterday.
Since today they used your name for revenge, it goes to show you handle them poorly.
In fact, Baili Jingwei knocking you down a peg came at the right time for…”

 

“Whatever, it’s none of my business anyway.
Ha-ha-ha, by the way, I hear you have quite the wine collection in the cellar.
Hope you won’t mind, ha-ha-ha… “

 

Danqing Shen waved his hand at Shangguan Feiyun’s dark look, slipping away while leaving those snide remarks to pierce the host’s ears.

 

Shangguan Feiyun gnashed his teeth, “For god’s sake, these bastards made a fool of me.
Even Danqing Shen dares to mock me now.
Humph, I’ll be sure to cleanup the manor once this is all over with…”

 

Shangguan Feiyun’s eyes flashed.

 

Yet all were clueless that this agent was a wronged agent.
He really did find the Shangguan clan’s spy, though by chance, by becoming the other’s punching bag.

 

Yet his suffering did not go rewarded.
Then again, he was doing it for his own selfish reasons too.

 

At the end of it all, the fact remained, heaven gave him a shortcut to success, though brutal, his bosses were too smart for their own good, not believing a word.
Man proposes, god disposes.
A saying held true now more than ever. 

 

Luck was not to be neglected…

 

Meanwhile, in the garden behind Flying Cloud manor, the crowd gathered around a stone stage.
A rough glance saw close to a thousand heads.  

 

Being brought here yet told nothing on the way, the people formed little groups, talking to each other and picking on the other’s faults.

 

“Hey, look there, it’s Xue clan’s elder, Xue Dingxian.
I heard the rare 9th grade alchemist is on the cusp of reaching 10th grade.”

 

“That’s him? He had placed in the top twenty of the last Pill King Competition held at the imperial capital.
Coming here, he’s sure to come out on top.”

 

“No no, not if you consider him!”

 

Someone recognized with shock the candidate of another competition while another shook his head in disdain, pointing at an old man in white, “That right there is Divine Pill Meng Feitian, in the top ten of the last Pill King Competition!”

 

“I thought the top ten would be given a post in the imperial capital.
What’s he doing here, stealing our bread?”

 

“Heh, who knows.
These old coots are all weirdos.
Who knows what craziness is going on in that head of theirs? They got their fame last time and now they came here for some more.” The man looked puzzled as well.

 

The others felt their hearts sink.

 

Having no clue how many spots were for the imperial capital, they were afraid that with such tight competition, they wouldn’t make the cut.

 

All they could do was mock others and make themselves feel good.

 

The two seeded candidates finally bumped heads and were looking at each other with fire in their eyes.

 

“Old Xue, you’re here as well?”

 

“Humph, Sword King Feiyun controls these parts.
My Xue clan is the best in alchemy for thousands of miles.
If I didn’t show up, calling it the Pill King Convention would be an overstatement.”

 

“Ha-ha-ha, what a mouth on you.
In the last competition at the imperial capital, you placed five spots behind me, yet now you show off in my face? Xue Dingxian you have no shame.
Ha-ha-ha…” Meng Feitian looked smug.

 

Xue Dingxian’s lips twitched in anger, “Meng Feitian, time changes everything.
Especially when the last competition was a decade ago.
We’ll just see whose skills are the best soon enough!”

 

“Ha-ha-ha, then I can only oblige you and have you taste the bitter flavor of defeat once more.” Meng Feitian laughed…