Chapter 2339: Troublesome Sisters

Previously, the Devil Lord had charged directly at the treasury thieves, letting them go instead. This instilled a strong sense of urgency in both Mogard and Salame, making them feel as if the Devil Lord no longer paid them any mind. They knew that the longer they delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for their side.

Therefore, they had to rescue the Lord of Slaughter as soon as possible, as only he could contend with the Devil Lord.

Of course, there was no need to explain these reasons to Zu'an.

"Three days is too short," Zu'an frowned. Although he was already constructing the formation, it was impossible to complete it within three days.

"Five days at most. Any longer, and the Devil Lord would easily detect unusual activity, which would ruin everything," Salame's expression was grave. Everything in the underground city was under constant surveillance; the Devil Lord would receive news at the slightest disturbance. Five days was the absolute limit they could delay.

Zu'an thought that even if the Devil Lord discovered it, she wouldn't say anything. However, to avoid her suspicion, he still agreed.

Only then did Salame nod in satisfaction. She immediately discussed the details of their upcoming cooperation with him.

During their conversation, she suddenly looked at him perceptively. "I noticed several times you seemed hesitant to speak. Is there something you want to tell me?"

Zu'an smiled slightly. "You're overthinking it, Miss. I was just admiring the thoroughness of your plan."

In fact, he had considered telling her that the Devil Lord already knew everything, to see if he could unite her forces to confront the Devil Lord. After all, among the three factions, both he and Salame were significantly weaker than the forces the Devil Lord could mobilize.

However, he ultimately dismissed the idea. Firstly, the Lord of Slaughter was dead, and could even be considered to have died indirectly by his hand, so their relationship was bound to turn hostile.

More importantly, the Devil Lord clearly knew all about her plan, yet she and Mogard remained oblivious. The power disparity between the two sides was probably even greater than he had anticipated.

Furthermore, all of this indicated that her surroundings had likely been thoroughly infiltrated. If he told her the truth, there was no guarantee it wouldn't be leaked, which would put him in danger.

Therefore, it was better to say nothing. They were currently allies, and he could still use her power to deal with the Devil Lord without being hindered by her side.

Feeling his sincere praise, Salame was particularly pleased. "Haha, you're not bad either. I originally thought you were just a playboy, but now it seems that was just an act you put on."

Zu'an smiled without explaining.

After their conversation, they parted ways. Salame watched Zu'an's departing back, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

Mogard, wrapped in bandages, appeared beside her. "Miss, do you really trust that young man?"

"Of course not. He hides so much; why would he obediently help us?" Salame sneered repeatedly, completely devoid of the pleasant demeanor she had just displayed.

Mogard discreetly made a gesture. "How about we wait for him to finish the formation, then deal with him..."

Salame shook her head slightly. "No, we still need him for now. We'll decide once we reach the cultivation world. When we meet Father then, whatever his schemes, they are destined to be insignificant."

A hint of fanaticism appeared on Mogard's face. "The old master's cultivation is beyond compare. A mere Donnar naturally can't make much of a stir. It's just that the Devil Lord's strength has advanced by leaps and bounds over the years..."

"No need to worry," Salame said calmly. "Not to mention the Devil Lord, even the Doomsday Beast outside, Father has a way to deal with it."

A flicker of surprise flashed in Mogard's eyes. "I wonder what method the old master has to deal with that Doomsday Beast?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Salame didn't answer. "Let's go, it's time for us to attend to our own matters."

"Yes!" Mogard followed her figure as they disappeared into the distance.

After Zu'an returned to his cave dwelling, he specifically set up various isolation formations around it before gathering the women for a meeting.

Because of the importance of the matter, even Jiang Luofu attended.

During the meeting, Zu'an specifically glanced at her, only to notice her cold expression; she didn't look at him at all. After a slight pause, he chuckled wryly, realizing she was still blaming him in her heart.

Of course, he had no time to worry about such things now. Instead, he explained Salame's plan and his own thoughts to everyone.

The women all had solemn expressions and actively helped him identify flaws and omissions.

They were all among the smartest and most knowledgeable people of their time. After their discussion, Zu'an's plan became even more complete and detailed.

In the following days, everyone was busy with their respective tasks. Zu'an found some free time to return to his room, where he took off the pendant from his neck and entered the Blessed Grotto-Heaven.

Compared to the harsh environment of the underground city, the Blessed Grotto-Heaven with its small bridges and flowing streams was exceptionally elegant.

Zu'an went to the wooden house in the center, where a jade coffin stood silently. Qiu Honglei lay peacefully inside, like a sleeping beauty.

He hadn't expected her to still be unconscious after so long...

As Zu'an worried, a pleasant voice came from outside the door. "Miss Qiu's complexion has improved significantly recently; I imagine she'll wake up very soon."

Only then did Zu'an notice that Qiu Honglei's skin in the jade coffin was rosy and delicate, a vast improvement from the terrifying paleness that had made her look as if her life force could be extinguished by a breath of wind. It seemed his worry had indeed clouded his judgment.

He then turned around to see Jing Teng, who was wearing a dress that resembled a qipao. He couldn't help but marvel at how well the outfit highlighted her figure.

It not only perfectly outlined her graceful figure but also emphasized her exceptional endowments.

Normally, such prominent endowments might evoke less desirable connotations. However, she also possessed a graceful and elegant face, making her resemble a blooming peony.

As a result, her prominent features only enhanced her allure, adding to her beauty rather than creating any negative associations.

Seeing the composure and elegance on her face, Zu'an immediately recognized her as the elder sister. "Hello, Miss Jing."

Jing Teng said indifferently, "Given our relationship, calling me that sounds a bit heartless."

Zu'an felt a bit awkward. "It's mainly because there's an aura about you that inspires awe and discourages any disrespect, so I was unconsciously a bit polite."

"Have you not offended me enough already?" As soon as Jing Teng finished speaking, a faint pink blush appeared on her snowy skin.

Zu'an's heart also fluttered, and scenes of their past intimacy flashed through his mind.

"Do you find it more natural to talk with my sister? Shall I call her out?" Jing Teng suddenly asked.

If a man were to agree in such a situation, he'd be nothing but an insensitive brute.

He walked over and took her hand. "No need. I actually prefer being with you."

A hint of a triumphant smile appeared on Jing Teng's face. The next second, her expression turned exceptionally dangerous, and she flung his hand away. "Heh heh, men truly aren't good things. They say one thing to your face and another behind your back."

Zu'an: "..."

The classical elegance on her face had vanished, replaced by a captivating allure and danger. Evidently, the 'dark' Jing Teng personality had emerged again.

Zu'an couldn't help but sigh. "You two sisters are intentionally playing with me."

The voice of the 'white' Jing Teng faintly resounded, "If we didn't do this, how would we know your flowery words?"

"How could I not know that you two can switch at any time? Wasn't I just deliberately playing along with your game?" Zu'an pulled her into his arms, biting her ear as he whispered a few words about their past playful moments together. Both the 'dark' and 'white' Jing Teng immediately went limp.

Indeed, they had played with him like that before; how could he not know this?

"So why did you come looking for us today? Are you deliberately trying to make fun of us?" This was the tsundere elder sister.

"Sister, you really have no romance. He must have come to spend an intimate time with us! It's the old rule, we'll play rock-paper-scissors to decide who goes first." This was the spirited and enthusiastic younger sister.

"No way, you always cheat at rock-paper-scissors."

"Fine, I'll take a bit of a loss, let's do it together then."

Hearing the sisters' conversation, Zu'an: "..."

Seeing the mood turn a bit strange, he quickly explained his purpose. "Actually, I came specifically to ask you for a favor this time."