Chapter 78: The Remarkably Ordinary Demon Prince
Chapter 78: The Remarkably Ordinary Demon Prince
“What’s wrong with that? We’re all senior sisters. Are you implying there’s something inappropriate going on between you and him?”
Lan Caidie waved her hand dismissively.
The moment those words left her lips, the atmosphere froze. Ye Shu’s expression stiffened, while the other two women—Nie Qing and Bai Rourou—simultaneously held their breaths.
Elder Sister Nie Qing didn’t need to be reminded; she had secretly sought Ye Shu’s help in treating her emotional affliction.
As for Bai Rourou, she recalled being thoroughly spanked by Ye Shu not too long ago.
And Lan Caidie herself… her face suddenly turned pale as she remembered the steamy kiss she’d shared with Ye Shu inside the Slaughter Tower.
Her careless remark had inadvertently implicated herself.
The four of them walked together in silence.
It wasn’t until they reached the disciple tournament grounds, seeing the sea of people and the grandly decorated stage, that everyone finally brightened up.
This year’s disciple tournament was unlike previous ones, thanks to the addition of exchange students. It was far more extravagant.
“Let’s take the back entrance.”
Elder Sister Nie Qing spoke up.
And by “back entrance,” she meant it literally.
After all, these four were none other than the direct disciples of the sect leader. Ye Shu, in particular, held the title of Demon Prince, so naturally, they weren’t subject to the same rules as outer or inner sect disciples.
Together, the four took a path guarded by elders, bypassing the crowds and making their way to the innermost area. There, they were greeted by a group of young men and women—extraordinary in bearing and brimming with excitement.
These were the personal disciples of other elders, each one standing out from the rest.
When they saw Ye Shu and his companions arrive, envy filled their eyes.
To become a direct disciple of Sect Leader Luo Jiuyan was a status countless aspired to but few achieved!
“Senior Brother Ye, hello. My name is Zhang San. Please take care of me!”
At this point, someone couldn’t contain themselves and stepped forward to introduce themselves.
Their goal was simple: to make an impression on the Demon Prince.
After all, this was Ye Shu—the Demon Prince who might very well inherit Sect Leader Luo Jiuyan’s position someday!
“Good. Zhang San, make sure to perform well.”
Ye Shu extended his hand and patted Zhang San on the shoulder.
“Ssst~ The Demon Prince just praised me!” Zhang San gasped, his face glowing with pride.
This scene caught the attention of others, leaving them incredulous.
A question formed in their minds: Since when did the Demon Prince become so approachable?
Ever since Ye Shu was bestowed the title of Demon Prince, he had kept a low profile—until the incidents involving Qing Yunzi of the Demon Sword Mountain and the brutal beating of exchange students at the Treasure Pavilion two days prior.
Both events showcased his merciless side, making this newfound kindness seem out of character.
But then, Ye Shu shook hands and encouraged several other disciples who greeted him.
In an instant, he seemed completely different.
“The Demon Prince went all out on those exchange students, almost crushing their heads. But toward us, he’s so gentle.”
“Don’t you see? The Demon Prince has two different approaches—one for his own people and another for outsiders.”
“Haha, of course! Those exchange students are nothing but troublemakers strutting around on our turf. Who cares about showing them mercy? We’re family to the Demon Prince!”
“So, we must unite and stand against those exchange students!”
The disciples immediately understood Ye Shu’s methods and developed a united hatred for the exchange students.
Elder Sister Nie Qing watched the harmonious atmosphere with satisfaction, casting an approving glance at Ye Shu. “Very good. You’ve done well.”
If it had been anyone else—or even herself—they might not have achieved the same effect.
Thus, Ye Shu truly deserved to be the Demon Prince.
“No, this is all thanks to everyone’s efforts!” Ye Shu humbly deflected the praise and turned away.
His words lit up the crowd, and admiration for him surged even higher.
Not only was the Demon Prince powerful, but he was also incredibly humble.
“Such a perfect man exists in this world? If I were a woman, I’d definitely marry him!” one male disciple exclaimed.
“I’m already a woman, and I want to marry him too! But alas, the sect rules forbid it!” a female disciple cried out. If not for the rules, she would boldly confess her love—even knowing she wasn’t worthy of such a flawless individual.
“Hmph, even if I’m neither male nor female, I still feel the same way,” muttered some humanoid disciples with peculiar voices.
“Enough! What nonsense fills your heads? Have you forgotten the sect leader’s teachings?”
At this moment, a female elder stationed nearby scolded them harshly.
What a bunch of fools! They lose their wits at the sight of a man.
Claiming they want to marry him, bear his children—it’s utterly shameless! Do they think they can ignore the sect leader’s warnings and skirt the rules?
Hmph, a bunch of idiots.
The elder sneered. Under her stern gaze, the disciples lowered their heads, too afraid to speak further.
Just as she was congratulating herself on restoring order, she turned around—and her eyes locked onto a figure.
Instantly, her gaze went rigid. “Such a breathtakingly handsome man exists in this world!!!”
“Huh?”
The other disciples looked up in astonishment at the scene unfolding before them.
The person the elder was staring at could only be one man—Demon Prince Ye Shu.
Damn it! She loses control and dares to lecture us? What a hypocritical old hag!
“This is the Demon Prince? So majestic and handsome! But alas, alas, the sect forbids romantic entanglements. I can’t harbor any hopes for him.”
The elder gazed at Ye Shu’s face, entranced as if intoxicated by fine wine.
“Damn it! Even the elder can’t control herself—how dare she lecture us?”
“We want to look at the Demon Prince too! One glance won’t hurt, and a second glance will be pure profit!”
“That’s right! It’s not every day we get to see the Demon Prince’s divine presence. I’m not missing this chance.”
The elder’s behavior invigorated the crowd. Without hesitation, they turned to stare at Ye Shu.
Each one looked at him like a pack of ravenous beasts eyeing a rare delicacy.
Feeling increasingly uncomfortable under such star-struck gazes, Ye Shu tried to deflect the attention. “Fellow junior brothers and sisters, I’m just an ordinary person. There’s no need to idolize me. Believe in yourselves—you can achieve what I have.”
“What?! An ordinary person?”
The crowd erupted in shock.
“Ordinary? You call yourself ordinary? Then my face must deserve death!” someone shouted hysterically while staring at Ye Shu’s handsome visage.
“Haha, an ‘ordinary’ Demon Prince! Such humility is laughable! How are we supposed to live up to that?” another disciple yelled.
“I thought I was already ordinary enough, but now I realize I’m leagues away from even being considered average!”
The crowd groaned in despair, creating chaos reminiscent of a living hell.
And all of this…
Was sparked by a single sentence from Ye Shu.
“But I really am ordinary,” Ye Shu shrugged, comparing himself modestly to Peng Yuchang (a popular actor) and claiming he was just like any other reader. What was there to fuss about?