ARLQLCC chapter 64

After Chu Zhaoye’s heat cycle ended, Su Ji planned to pack up and return to Linggu Mountain. However, Tu Yan said that the finishing touches on the expansion were still incomplete and asked Su Ji to remain in the Demon Realm for a few more days before leaving.

Since there was nothing urgent in these one or two days, Su Ji decided to make some snacks to pass the time.

Originally, back in Yunxian Sect, he had planned to make more snacks during this expansion period for later use. Who would have thought Chu Zhaoye’s heat cycle would completely disrupt his plan? Now that he had a few days of free time, he could make up for it a little.

Demon race affairs were not many. When Chu Zhaoye was not around, Tu Yan handled everything for him.

Although he held the title of Demon King, before meeting Su Ji he spent most of his time cultivating—either in seclusion or on the way to seclusion. Aside from major decisions, he rarely appeared.

So these past few days, after showing himself once to suppress a few restless lords, he went back to being a hands-off boss, staying by Su Ji’s side and helping him.

The place chosen to make snacks was the kitchen of the Demon King’s Palace. It had to be said that aside from cultivation and appetite, Chu Zhaoye had put a lot of effort into kitchen construction.

When Su Ji first arrived, he was almost shocked.

This couldn’t even be called a kitchen—no ordinary kitchen was bigger than a small sect.

Even Yunxian Sect’s lavish dining hall looked inferior compared to the Demon King’s kitchen.

The kitchen was built near the mountainside. In front was the cooking area, while the entire back mountain was filled with various spirit plants cultivated by the attendants. Everything from the cultivation world—whether commonly found or rare—could be seen here. Even fruit trees and tea plants extended all the way up the mountain slope.

The spirit plants and spirit fruits sold in the demon race area of cultivation markets were likely mostly supplied from the Demon King’s Palace back mountain.

Only now did Su Ji truly realize how wealthy this stupid cat beside him really was.

No wonder those snobbish elders in the cultivation world treated Tu Yan so respectfully. Not to mention Chu Zhaoye’s peak strength, even the demon race’s financial power alone could rival Kunlun Divine Palace.

Being even slightly connected to the demon race could elevate one’s sect by several levels.

As Chu Zhaoye showed Su Ji around his kitchen, he felt a little nervous.

This was the first time he’d taken Su Ji out since his heat cycle had ended.

Because of Tu Yan spreading rumors, the entire Demon King’s Palace now knew Su Ji was the Demon Queen.

Although the attendants kept their mouths shut and did not spread it outside, that didn’t mean they weren’t curious among themselves.

Especially those attendants who had caught a glimpse of Su Ji at the door before—afterward they were surrounded by others who hadn’t seen him, and they all praised his appearance and temperament as if he were unparalleled in heaven and earth.

On top of that, the first thing Chu Zhaoye did after leaving the palace was personally supervise the kitchen just to cook a bowl of chicken congee for the Demon Queen.

After word of this spread, it gave Su Ji even more of a legendary aura.

In the eyes of the palace attendants, Su Ji was not only the Demon Queen, but also a miraculous person who turned the Demon King—from a cultivation maniac who only knew seclusion—into a devoted husband.

Just like Tu Yan’s situation back then!

So when Su Ji walked beside Chu Zhaoye from the bedchamber all the way to the kitchen, the attendants couldn’t stop staring at him.

He usually wore green robes, giving him the aura of bamboo and orchids—gentle and refined, yet somewhat distant.

But today, he wore a pure moon-white robe. His bright eyes, white teeth, glossy black hair, and red lips made his fair skin appear even more translucent than the robe itself.

Even Chu Zhaoye had stared blankly at him in the morning, wanting to hug and kiss him several times—but remembering that the heat cycle was over and Su Ji hadn’t accepted him yet, he could only admire him silently.

Just as they stepped out of the palace gate, Su Ji noticed something was off.

First, a rabbit-eared girl holding a fruit tray bowed slightly to Chu Zhaoye and said, “Greetings, Your Majesty.” Then she turned to Su Ji, eyes bright with excitement: “Greetings, Demon Queen!”

“……”

Su Ji froze on the spot, looked at the little rabbit walking away reluctantly, then at Chu Zhaoye who was avoiding eye contact.

He narrowed his eyes. “You taught them to say that?”

Chu Zhaoye immediately shook his head and betrayed Tu Yan without hesitation: “It was all Tu Yan!”

Then he spilled everything Tu Yan had done that night like spilling beans.

After hearing it, Su Ji didn’t comment. He only gave him a long, quiet look.

“He really is your good subordinate.”

Chu Zhaoye: “……”

If this caused him to fail in pursuing Su Ji, he would definitely hang Tu Yan up and beat him.

……

On the way to the kitchen, Su Ji was called “Demon Queen” countless times. He went from shock to numbness, and even when the entire kitchen chefs greeted him in unison, he no longer reacted.

The demon race had abundant ingredients. Su Ji planned to make more of the snacks that had already appeared in front of disciples before, requiring mostly seasonings and fresh meat.

The Demon King’s Palace kitchen was large, and there were many chefs. Besides cooking for the Demon King, they also fed the entire palace.

The total number of chefs here even exceeded the number of apprentice disciples in Yunxian Sect.

More people meant more helpers. The snack-making process wasn’t difficult—he only needed to prepare the seasoning ratios, and with everyone working together, they could produce in one day what would normally take him several days to make.

The chefs were all personally recruited by Chu Zhaoye from across the continent, each with rare enthusiasm for cooking.

So when they learned that Su Ji was skilled at cooking and needed their help, they eagerly agreed.

Although most of them were not demon race members, after long service in the palace, they already considered themselves part of it. Now that the Demon Queen personally requested their help, they were even more enthusiastic than when cooking for the Demon King.

Some chopped meat, some marinated, some pressed oil. Su Ji stood by the long table, instructing Chu Zhaoye to pour seasonings into the basin.

Originally, he planned to do it himself, but Chu Zhaoye insisted that his hand had just recovered from cramping and volunteered.

This was like rubbing salt in the wound.

Su Ji stepped on his foot without hesitation and began ordering him around.

The attendants nearby worked diligently, but their eyes kept drifting over.

In their eyes, Chu Zhaoye had always been a cold, towering existence—the peak of power within the demon race, born of heaven and earth itself, indifferent and powerful.

Yet now he had completely changed—attentive, obedient, and willing to satisfy every request of the Demon Queen without hesitation.

Love really is the most magical thing in the world.

Back when Tu Yan didn’t have a Dao companion, even with a deep wound across his chest, he would still fight on without changing expression.

But after getting a Dao companion, he would hide even small injuries, afraid of worrying them.

Later he was forced not to hide injuries anymore, and now even a mosquito bite would send him running back for attention—his tough-guy image completely shattered.

Back then, the Demon King had even mocked Tu Yan for being useless, saying he would never become like that.

Who would have thought he would fall just as quickly.

The two little demons closest to Su Ji exchanged glances and sighed.

The Demon King had become exactly what he once hated most.

……

After a full day of effort from the kitchen staff, they successfully made a large batch of various snacks. Packed up, it was enough for Su Ji to sell for ten days to half a month.

To thank them for their hard work, Su Ji planned to cook dinner for them.

When Tu Yan heard about it, he immediately came with his Dao companion.

During the heat cycle days, he had been eating only demon race kitchen food again. Although not as terrible as cultivation world cooking, after tasting better food before, everything felt wrong now.

So now that Su Ji was cooking personally, he had to support it.

Definitely not because he was greedy.

Tu Yan’s Dao companion was named Bai Zhaonan. He came from the same fox clan as Hu Sansan, but he possessed the noble Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox bloodline, while Hu Sansan was just an ordinary red fox.

Although their bloodlines differed greatly, Bai Zhaonan had a cold personality but was very protective of his own people. He treated Hu Sansan kindly and even brought him along now.

Tu Yan walked ahead, trying to hold his hand, but Bai Zhaonan slapped it away. Tu Yan withdrew pitifully.

Ignoring Tu Yan’s pleading gaze, Bai Zhaonan looked at Hu Sansan and asked, “What is the personality of this Demon Queen?”

Hu Sansan blinked and praised, “Brother Su Ji is very gentle! I heard from Protector Tu that his cooking is also very good. I missed it last time—this time I’m lucky!”

Bai Zhaonan didn’t comment.

Hu Sansan was simple-minded and easily developed good impressions. He needed to see this so-called Demon Queen for himself.

The Nine-Tailed Fox clan served the Demon King. His father was one of the lords most loyal to Chu Zhaoye.

Even though Tu Yan said Su Ji would not harm the Demon King, as the young heir of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, he had to make his own judgment.

Tu Yan had told the palace attendants that the Demon King had found his fated partner through the guidance of heaven. But Bai Zhaonan knew some of the inside story, and during this period, he had already learned roughly how Chu Zhaoye and Su Ji came to know each other.

Although Su Ji belonged to no sect or faction, one still had to be wary of others.

Cultivators in the cultivation world were cunning. If they had not suffered severe losses in the war against the devil race, and if they did not fear the Demon King’s strength, they likely would not have maintained such peace over the past thousand years.

Along the way, Bai Zhaonan thought a lot, forming various speculations about Su Ji. But when he finally saw him in person at the kitchen, all those thoughts disappeared.

Because he had seen him himself.

The Nine-Tailed Fox clan possessed a unique inherited ability—they could perceive the purity or malice in a person’s essence.

Bai Zhaonan could not perceive those whose cultivation was higher than his own, but Su Ji was one realm below him. The pure aura surrounding him was incredibly rich, completely different from any other human cultivator Bai Zhaonan had ever met.

And he was very good-looking.

Bai Zhaonan stared at Su Ji’s side profile and thought quietly.

He was more than worthy of His Majesty.

Author’s note:

Both little foxes are face-con! (￣▽￣～)~

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