The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!



The second Prince’s eyes twitched when he saw Hei Xinjiu’s dog-like handwriting. Then, he said seriously,

“Miss Yang, I am a victim of the harem’s struggle. Therefore, if I ascend to the throne, I will make you my empress and never take in concubines. I will not let our children become the victims of the harem’s struggle.

“As for the subjects’objections, that is easy to handle. My goal has never been just the throne in the western continent.

“The eastern continent and the western continent are both beast-type demons. They are of the same lineage. If it were not for our constant internal strife, the land would not have been invaded by the plant demons.

“Therefore, I plan to unify the eastern continent and the western continent and take back the land occupied by the plant demons.”

Yangchun Baixue looked at the second prince in a daze, and her heart seemed to be filled with ripples.

Even when Lu Ziyan fawned on her back then, she did not dare to hope that she would be the only one in the harem in the future. But he actually said that he would never take in a concubine?

Thinking back to what he said about unifying the eastern and western lands, her heart was filled with admiration. Such a man was a true hero.

Hei Xinjiu nodded her head in satisfaction. This Lang Mofeng was not bad at all. Although he was not as good as her gigolo, he was still considered a rare good man in the demon race.

So, don’t be blinded by this scumbag. There were plenty of good men in the world. Don’t be anxious. You will meet the right man eventually.

Although the second prince might have some plans for little meh meh, after all, marrying a woman from the eastern lands would be beneficial to win over the hearts of the people in the future.

However, it could not be denied that he still liked little meh meh very much. Otherwise, he would not have remembered the pastries he had eaten back then, and would not have paid so much attention to little meh meh for so many years.

Hei Xinjiu did not ask the second prince about his specific plans. Since he had already decided to usurp the throne, he must have already made preparations. It was better for her to hurry up and cultivate.

The earlier she could cultivate to a physical form, the earlier she could think of a way to break away from the host’s restrictions and find the whereabouts of the big brick.

Three days later, the second prince initiated a palace coup. The original emperor of the western continent had no choice but to give up his throne. The second prince succeeded the throne and was conferred the title of Emperor Jing Shun.

For a long period of time, Yangchun Baixue could not see Emperor Kang Shun. Although he had taken the throne, there were still many remaining forces that needed to be dealt with.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Hei Xinjiu had finally cultivated to a physical form. Although her face was still dark, she could finally speak! This feeling was too damn good!

After Hei Xinjiu had a physical form, she entered the library of the Western continent’s Imperial Palace. She wanted to find a way to escape from the host. She, the Grand Ghost Ancestor, did not want to be someone else’s puppet forever.

Needless to say, she had spent a few days before she finally found a secret technique that could escape from the host on a yellowed sheepskin scroll. However, there were three conditions to execute the secret technique:

First, the host had to cooperate and allow the host to use the secret technique.

Second, the puppet had to cultivate to a physical form.

Third, the host’s demonic power had to reach the level of a demon spirit.

When Hei Xinjiu saw the third condition, she suddenly felt that she would never be able to leave the host for the rest of her life!

Buttface’s host, Emperor Jing Shun, had previously concealed his powers. He was currently at the eighth level of the demon primary level, and it would not be a problem for him to work hard to reach the level of a demon spirit.

But little meh meh was only at the third level of the demon primary level. With that useless physique of hers, it would be a pipe dream for her to reach the demon spirit level!

Hei Xinjiu’s face darkened even more!

As she thought about it, her heart skipped a beat. Little Meh Meh had once said that her demon essence was different from others, so how was it different?

And what kind of treasures had her parents left behind for her?

Perhaps if she could figure out these two things, she would be able to raise little meh meh’s demon essence level.