Chapter 90: He Certainly Won't Pay with Spirit Stones!

“...”

Huh???

Jiang Yan’s eyebrows arched slightly, a faint trace of surprise rising in his heart.

Who is this person?

The word “Master” fell from the other man’s lips like a clap of thunder out of nowhere, leaving Jiang Yan stunned in place.

Lin Qi and the others exchanged curious glances, their eyes flitting between Jiang Yan and Yun Li, puzzled expressions flickering across their faces.

Jiang Yan glanced around and confirmed that the man was indeed bowing to him.

He couldn’t help but wonder—did the second male lead in the book ever have a subordinate like this?

For him to appear in the cultivation world—surely that’s too much of a coincidence?

Jiang Yan pointed at himself, confused. “Are you talking to me?”

“Yes, Master.” Yun Li hurried to reply, his tone tinged with urgency, as though he feared he’d be a second too late.

Jiang Yan raised his brow, his face a mask of bewilderment. Why was this fellow so certain in calling him Master? Could there be some misunderstanding?

“You’ve got the wrong person. I don’t know you.”

But Yun Li’s attitude was resolute, his gaze bright as the stars, brimming with unconditional loyalty.

He was keenly aware that the young man before him, the aura hidden deep within his soul, was undoubtedly the Demon Lord who had once shaken the Celestial Realm.

“Master, I understand.”

Jiang Yan looked even more puzzled. “Understand what?”

Yun Li’s voice was firm. “Master, you must not have recovered your memories yet. Please don’t worry, I’ll stay here and ensure your safety.”

Yun Li’s words only deepened Jiang Yan’s confusion. So just who was this guy, anyway?

He was all but insisting on being his bodyguard!

Should he make it clear in advance—he wasn’t planning to pay him spirit stones!

“Who exactly are you? Where do you come from?” Jiang Yan’s voice held a hint of inquiry.

“Master, my name is Yun Li, a name you granted me yourself. I hail from the Celestial Realm.”

The Celestial Realm?

Jiang Yan’s heart gave a jolt. If he wasn’t from the Jiang Kingdom, how could the second male lead possibly be Yun Li’s master?

The original novel never mentioned the second male lead having any other mysterious identity!

Moreover, to be the master of someone from the Celestial Realm—what kind of extraordinary status did that require?

“Oh? Then you must be mistaken.”

Jiang Yan looked at Yun Li with a sympathetic gaze—could this guy have sustained a head injury?

Yun Li’s face was pale, and he still bore injuries on his legs; he was clearly unwell.

Jiang Yan thought to himself that perhaps he shouldn’t provoke him.

Sensing Jiang Yan’s “concerned” look, Yun Li became all the more certain that Jiang Yan was indeed the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord had simply lost his memory and was unable, for the time being, to recognize him.

In that case, all the better. The Demon Lord’s identity ought not be revealed lightly.

So he quickly changed his tone. “Forgive me, I must have been mistaken.”

Jiang Yan waved it off, unconcerned. “No worries. I thought so—you must have the wrong person. By the way, my name is Jiang Yan. You can just call me Jiang Yan.”

Yun Li hesitated for a moment, a ripple of anxiety crossing his heart. Was it really appropriate to address the Demon Lord directly by name?

But then he reconsidered—perhaps this was the perfect opportunity to draw closer to the Demon Lord!

Besides, the Demon Lord himself had given permission.

When he returned to the Demon God Hall, he could boast about this experience for a thousand years.

Yun Li nodded to Jiang Yan. “Very well, Jiang... Jiang Yan.”

At that moment, Lin Qi suddenly spoke. “Ahem, boy, didn’t you say you were leaving?”

“...”

Yun Li’s heart tightened—he wanted to take back what he’d said.

Leave?

Impossible!

As the Demon Lord’s Right Guardian, his duty was to protect the Demon Lord. No matter where the Demon Lord was, he had to follow.

With unwavering resolve, Yun Li pleaded with Lin Qi, “Senior, I apologize for my earlier rashness. Please allow me to stay. I have no foothold in the lower realm.”

Jiang Yan turned to Lin Qi and suggested, “Master, why not take Yun Li as a disciple? He’s from the Celestial Realm, after all—that’s hardly an everyday opportunity!”

Lin Qi glared at Jiang Yan, his tone stern. “You rascal, do you take me for someone who takes disciples on a whim?”

“Senior, I am willing to shoulder any and all menial tasks, whether it be sweeping the courtyard, guarding the mountain gate, or even serving as a mere attendant, so long as you’ll grant me a place in the sect,” Yun Li said urgently, his eyes shining with determination.

Lin Qi’s gaze lingered on Yun Li for a long moment. The boy’s sudden eagerness to stay was clearly tied to Jiang Yan.

Yet the sincerity in his eyes, and that protective intent, made it difficult to suspect his motives.

Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to give him a chance.

After a few moments’ silence, Lin Qi finally spoke. “Since you are so insistent, then stay. But remember, you are not a disciple of this sect. You will bear the consequences of your own actions.”

At these words, a flicker of joy passed through Yun Li’s eyes. He bowed deeply to Lin Qi and said earnestly, “Thank you, Senior!”