Su Zhaoyu drew open the curtains. Blinding sunlight poured in, making her squint slightly as she stretched lazily. The ample fullness beneath her chest was only half-concealed by her sleep robe.

Warm sunlight fell across her nine fluffy tails, which swayed lazily.

“Palace Master, everything is ready. We can return now,” the maid said from the doorway.

“Mm.”

Su Zhaoyu answered softly. Her two long, pointed ears stood upright and twitched slightly. Her slender, snow-white hands, as fair as moonlight, combed through the fluffy fur of her tails.

But after a moment, her hands paused slightly. She looked down at the town from the hotel’s upper-floor window.

“There’s a Fifth Tier demon hiding here.”

Su Zhaoyu slowly rose to her feet and slipped off her snow-white sleep robe. Her tone held little concern.

Su Zhaoyu was a fox demon whose strength had reached the Ninth Tier. She was also the leader of all demons. A Fifth Tier demon was completely beneath her notice.

Still, she was somewhat curious about this demon that had appeared out of nowhere.

“A Fifth Tier demon?” The maid brought over a dress and helped Su Zhaoyu change. She was shocked by the news. “But when we came here a few days ago, we didn’t sense anything of that level.”

A Fifth Tier demon could already become a great monster ruling over a territory. For one to appear in a small town was certainly abnormal.

“That’s the strange part. It seems to have suddenly risen from an ordinary animal this morning.”

Su Zhaoyu concealed her ears and tails. With the maid’s help, she changed into a snow-white dress.

“Whatever the situation is, let’s go take a look first. If its origins are unknown, we’ll eliminate it while we’re at it.”

The demons and humans had secretly reached an agreement. Neither side would invade the other, and demons capable of taking human form were now free to move through the human world.

As for the Blood Clan that had appeared recently, they were one of the other demon races from far beyond a thousand miles away. The two sides were separated by a great distance and had little contact.

The demon races were fundamentally incompatible with humanity. The demons had once gone to war with humans as well, but for now, they had reached a superficial peace.

Demons were naturally unwilling to submit to human control. Since they were living in peace, however, Su Zhaoyu still imposed some restrictions on them.

They had to register themselves. They couldn’t cultivate without permission. Unregistered demons who appeared without explanation were usually exterminated directly, to prevent them from causing trouble in the human world.

At the same time, Lu Feng cheerfully returned with enough meat and vegetables for two people for a day, along with several sets of dresses for a young girl.

After putting a dress on Yuzi, Lu Feng lifted her up and looked her over from both sides. He nodded in satisfaction, took several pictures to save, and then carefully combed her hair.

“Meow?”

Yuzi stared at her reflection in the mirror and blinked her large eyes curiously. Her small hand pressed against the reflection’s face.

“Good girl, sit still. That’s you in the mirror. You’re very pretty.”

Lu Feng spoke with a doting smile as he combed through Yuzi’s white hair.

He had dreamed of having a well-behaved cat. Now he not only had one, but she could even transform into a girl.

How wonderful was that?

Lu Feng almost wanted to play a few rounds as the Happy Wind Guy just to express his joy.

Just then, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door.

Someone was here this early?

Lu Feng had just finished combing Yuzi’s hair. He set down the comb and placed a small hat on her head.

“Don’t let your ears or tail show,” Lu Feng reminded her.

“Meow-meow?”

Yuzi continued blinking her eyes as she fiddled with the hat on her head.

“Good girl.”

Lu Feng affectionately rubbed Yuzi’s little head before heading downstairs.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. Are you here for treatment or to buy medicine?” Lu Feng approached with concern.

Standing before him was a mature woman in a business suit. At first glance, she carried the air of an elite. More importantly, the fullness of her chest was impossible to conceal.

A maid stood behind her.

As a therapist, Lu Feng had studied psychology extensively. At first glance, he automatically began analyzing her based on her clothing and bearing.

Judging by her outfit, she was probably an executive at a major corporation. The maid behind her suggested that she came from an extraordinary background.

She was likely the daughter of an influential noble family, someone ordinary people would rarely encounter.

Su Zhaoyu also examined the small clinic while releasing her spiritual sense to investigate its interior.

A place capable of giving birth to a Fifth Tier great demon had to possess something unusual.

But after searching the clinic, Su Zhaoyu was astonished to find that her spiritual sense couldn’t penetrate deeper into the building. She couldn’t even investigate the bottles and jars of medicine displayed outside.

The situation was extremely strange.

She was the strongest being and the leader of the demon race. How could her spiritual sense possibly be blocked?

Yet she detected no malice within the clinic. It was as if the entire place were enclosed in a protective sphere, preventing outside power from penetrating it.

“I’ve been feeling a little overheated lately,” Su Zhaoyu said casually as she studied the young man before her.

She could easily read his spiritual aura.

He was nothing more than an utterly ordinary human.

“Let me take a look. Open your mouth.”

Lu Feng picked up a small flashlight and spoke with professional seriousness. Although she claimed to be suffering from internal heat, she might have some difficult illness. It was safer to examine her first.

Su Zhaoyu frowned slightly.

She had a hidden injury left over from the war between the Human Empire Alliance and the demon race.

Back then, she had been wounded by a special flame called the Endless Karmic Fire. It had never fully healed. This hidden injury was also why she had remained stuck at the Ninth Tier instead of breaking through to the supreme Tenth Tier.

She didn’t want anyone to know about it.

But after thinking it over, she decided that a doctor from a small clinic couldn’t possibly detect anything.

She sat down and parted her cherry-like lips slightly. Her tongue was small, while her pearly teeth were spotless and neatly arranged.

Lu Feng leaned closer and examined her carefully with the flashlight.

Su Zhaoyu’s expression grew displeased again.

This ordinary little doctor was the first person to get so close while examining her mouth. She couldn’t help feeling irritated.

“You do have a bit of internal heat.”

Lu Feng switched off the flashlight and walked to the counter. He opened the medicine cabinet.

“Take a jar of chrysanthemum tea home and brew it. That should do the trick.”

Su Zhaoyu secretly found it amusing.

As the Demon Emperor, her body was immune to every poison, and she couldn’t possibly fall ill. The abnormalities in her body were far more serious than simple internal heat.

How could a cup of chrysanthemum tea possibly cure them?

While Lu Feng examined her mouth, Su Zhaoyu had increased the strength of her spiritual sense.

She still couldn’t penetrate the bottles and jars of medicine on the counter, but she could now make out the layout of the entire building.

In the upstairs bedroom, she discovered a cat demon whose strength had reached the Fifth Tier. It was sitting on the bed, grooming its ears.

So there really was something like that hidden here.

“Palace Master, I’ve confirmed that it’s a wild demon not recorded in our registers.”

Based on the information gathered by Su Zhaoyu’s spiritual sense, the maid quickly reached her conclusion.

“Then it has to be exterminated.”

Su Zhaoyu’s expression turned cold again.

Just then, Lu Feng came out from the back carrying a jar of chrysanthemum tea.

“Fifty yuan.”

Lu Feng placed the jar on the counter.

Su Zhaoyu glanced at it, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Inside the transparent plastic jar was an entire jar of flowers glowing with a faint, seven-colored radiance.

This wasn’t chrysanthemum tea at all.

It was clearly a Sevenfold Snow Lotus that had grown for more than seven thousand years!

The Sevenfold Snow Lotus was a precious medicine specially used to heal injuries caused by strange flames.

Every thousand years, it developed another color of radiance. Only after growing for more than seven thousand years, when all seven colors fully emerged, would it reach its maximum medicinal effect.

The herb couldn’t be cultivated. One might search mountain after mountain of snow, braving bitter winds, and still fail to find even a single flower.

Yet this small clinic’s ordinary doctor had taken out an entire jar of it.

This man definitely wasn’t an ordinary doctor.

When he examined her mouth just now, he had already determined that she was suffering from a hidden injury caused by a strange flame.

Su Zhaoyu’s expression changed.

When the other party failed to take out any money, Lu Feng suddenly felt a little guilty.

Had he raised the price too much and been found out?

Lu Feng’s prices had always been fair. But now that there was another mouth to feed, he had wanted to charge this wealthy customer a little extra to help with household expenses.

“Forty-eight yuan, then. Considering that things aren’t easy for you, I can’t go any lower,” Lu Feng hurriedly said.

Forty-eight yuan?

Forty-eight yuan of what?

Su Zhaoyu’s expression grew solemn.

The currency commonly used among the demons was spirit stones. Spirit stones were divided into three grades: high, middle, and low.

High-grade spirit stones were mainly used by powerful demons like Su Zhaoyu. The energy within a single spirit stone was enough to help a Fourth Tier demon break through and advance to the Fifth Tier.

That was probably what he meant.

Only forty-eight high-grade spirit stones could possibly match the value of this entire jar of Sevenfold Snow Lotus.

However, Su Zhaoyu hadn’t brought that many high-grade spirit stones with her.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a scroll.

The scroll had ancient wooden ends that carried a faint fragrance. Its paper was of excellent quality, pure white and flawless.

“I wonder if this scroll can cover the value of the medicine?”

Lu Feng froze for a moment before accepting the scroll from Su Zhaoyu.

Had she not brought any money?

When he opened the scroll, he found an ink painting inside. A lifelike dragon leaped vividly across the paper.

It was a demon dragon Su Zhaoyu had subdued and contracted. Its strength had reached the Eighth Realm.

Only a demon beast of that level could match the value of this jar of Sevenfold Snow Lotus.

The painting was pretty good, and the wood smelled fresh.

That was Lu Feng’s opinion as someone with absolutely no artistic talent.

Compared to the painting itself, Lu Feng preferred the wooden ends that released a faint fragrance. Just smelling them helped him relax. They suited his usual health-conscious lifestyle perfectly.

“That works, I guess.”

Lu Feng accepted the scroll.

By now, Su Zhaoyu’s earlier killing intent and lofty attitude had completely vanished. Instead, she had become much friendlier.

Considering how her spiritual sense had been unable to investigate the medicine bottles and jars, and seeing the jar of Sevenfold Snow Lotus in his hands, Su Zhaoyu realized that this man was far from simple.

To casually produce medicine of this level, there was only one kind of existence recorded throughout history—

A Primordial God.

Such existences had already transcended worldly restrictions. Who could interfere with one that kept a Fifth Tier cat demon as a pet?

After having the maid take the jar of Sevenfold Snow Lotus, Su Zhaoyu looked at the young man before her.

“May I ask your name?”

“You can call me Lu Feng.”

Lu Feng smiled kindly as well.

Lu Feng…

Su Zhaoyu pondered the meaning behind his name and the tone in which he had spoken.

He had chosen a plain, ordinary name. His speech carried none of the majesty of a Primordial God.

Sure enough, he was the kind of existence that had escaped the mortal world and sought nothing more than peace and quiet.

“Then, I hope you’ll look after me in the future,” Su Zhaoyu said with a slight smile.

“Of course.”

Lu Feng smiled broadly too.

See? A good attitude really did bring repeat customers.

After Su Zhaoyu left, Lu Feng opened the scroll again.

Suddenly, he thought he saw the dragon’s eyes move.

He rubbed his own eyes.

That was kind of creepy. Had he been playing too many games lately and started seeing things?

“Still, the painting’s pretty good. I’ll hang it up for now. If it scares the customers, I’ll just burn it.”

Lu Feng muttered to himself.

The giant dragon in the painting trembled where no one could see it.

Then it didn’t dare move again.