LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
418. CULTIVATION SCHEDULE.


The warm light of the morning sun pierced through the window and into the pink room. Tan Yunchang's eyes trembled open but the dazzling sunlight made him narrow.


“Young Ms Tan, are you awake?”


Tan Yunchang turned to look at Lei Yuting's servant, Xiao Cui. He happily brought hot soup.


Tan Yunchang weakly got up, as Xiao Cui placed the bowl on a nearby table.


Tan Yunchang nodded thankfully for his help, “Xiao Cui, where is Lei's sister?”


“Nona and Stewardess Tan Wen Hong are in a meeting! He told me to take care of you. He also told me to make this soup for you.”.


“Tan Wen Hong..”


He didn't seem to hear it as Tan Yunchang shivered remembering something. He then smiled broadly, “Yes, he's back. I'll see him!”


“Slow down, young lady Tan. You are still very weak. Please eat this stew first. Flight attendant Tan Wen Hong did not run anywhere.”


“I don't care. I want to see it!”


Tan Yunchang was so excited that all the fatigue left him as he jumped out of bed. Xiao Cui sighed, leaving by following him out of worry.


The two immediately arrived in front of the hall of Blackwind Mountain, hearing Tan Wen Hong's familiar voice from within.


“Older Lei, how is your cultivation?” Tan Wen Hong asked as he looked through the book.


Lei Yuntian replied disappointedly, “I am confused, and have not advanced one layer in two years. But I feel like I'm about to break through.”.


“Truly messed up!”


Tan Wen Hong's cold tone cut his weak tone. But his eyes are still checking reports, “I don't think it's your fault. It's hard for someone as old as you to get ahead. ”


Lei Yuntian forced a shy smile. Steward Tan Wen Hong was very outspoken, not sparing any feelings.


Lei Yuting looked at his godfather on the spot and slapped the table furiously,


“Tan Wen Hong, where are you going with this? As you left for the past two years, we have to look after the Tan Wen Hong clan.


And now that you're back, the first thing you do is get her to just point the finger at blaming people.”


“And you!”


Tan Wen Hong threw a book before him as he spoke coldly,


“When I came back yesterday, you said I went straight to business instead of greeting you.


That I'm cold! So I spent the whole day pursuing what you've been doing for years. But today, I have to continue my role as a steward!”


Gazing his eyes at her, Tan Wen Hong pointed to the book, “I told you to form a shadow army before going to be our hidden ace as well as our eyes and ears in Tianyu.


Why do you manage to contact only a few small towns and a few villages? You don't put anyone in the capital, not to mention the city of seven houses! ”


“Huh, do you think it's that easy?” Lei Yuting gasped for breath, “Ten times I sent people to the Valley of Hell city, but they were captured at all times.


Fortunately, they were loyal to us and died rather than say anything. Or the Valley of Hell will befall us a year ago!”


“Oh, did you not see how it was done when I went into Drifting Flowers City?” Tan Wen Hong raised a mocking eyebrow.


Lei Yuting spit with gritted teeth, “Don't start. Just when I almost forgot.


Steward Tan Wen Hong has gone out for the glory of the clan, but never forgets to spare someone's feelings, quite carefree, I can add!


If my men even had half your skills, they would infiltrate the entire empire now, even the palace. ”


“Eh, whatever you think, I do everything for the clan!” Tan Wen Hong scratched his nose.


Captain Pang grinned, adding his two cents to smooth things out,


“Ha-ha-ha, young lady Lei misunderstood. Brother Tan Wen Hong's thought was unexpected.


I'm sure Brother Tan Wen Hong has good reason to let those rumors come up. Look, didn't he bring back two experts like he promised?”


“And you, Old Pang!”


Tan Wen Hong interrupted before Lei Yuting could nag again.


Captain Pang was startled, and gulped, feeling a cold sweat on his back. Now it's her turn.


None of them knew the delicate Tan Wen Hong, who was planning to restore the Tan clan, would be extremely ruthless.


Since Captain Pang cultivated the Art of Wraith, the vibrations coming from him were demons. But before Tan Wen Hong, he was nothing more than a mouse in front of a cat.


Although the two were like brothers, Captain Pang still shivered whenever he saw Tan Wen Hong acting tall and mighty.


Who knew what mistake this child would find now?


“Outstanding finish!” Beyond all expectations, Tan Wen Hong beamed. He was happy as well, while the rest, pouted.


What did Captain Pang do so admirably?


Our efforts are not inferior to him!


Tan Wen Hong explained with a grin, “When I gave you the Wraith Art, I didn't even think you would survive. You not only survived but even exceeded my expectations. ”


Then why did you give it to me?


Captain Pang's face twitched, not knowing whether he should be happy or angry. You gave it to me thinking I'd die?


Knowing what he was thinking, Tan Wen Hong patted his shoulder, “Ha-ha-ha, don't worry now. You were reborn as one of the pillars of the Tan clan!”


Captain Pang nodded solemnly. Defending the Tan clan had been his goal all along …


After speaking with his men, Tan Wen Hong saw a small figure at the side.


The bored Tan Yunhai watched his eyes and shivered. He felt danger in his gaze, as if a poisonous snake had come out to catch him.


“He-he-he, Tan Wen Hong's older brother, I'm still a child. Give me a little leeway! ” Tan Yunhai opened his big, naive eyes like an oversized kitten.


It was a pity that this trick could not fly with a Devil like Tan Wen Hong.


Smiling, Tan Wen Hong looked like a ghost from the Underworld, “You brat, how is your cultivation?”


Why ask when you already know?


Tan Yunhai felt goosebumps on his back, “Eh, big brother Tan Wen Hong, I am in the 9th layer of Foundation Establishment. On the verge of breaking through! ”


He also gave Captain Pang a sign, which added, “Steward Tan Wen Hong, young master Yunhai has only been cultivating for two years. To reach such a level was a feat worthy of a genius! ”


“Oh, not bad indeed. How many hours a day are you cultivating?” Tan Wen Hong nodded with an ever-present smile.


Tan Yunhai's eyes shot around then raised six fingers, “Six hours!”


Captain Pang was surprised, then nodded, “That's right, young master Yunhai is cultivating in earnest!”


“Good, then from now on you will do it for 20 hours a day.” Tan Wen Hong's smile widened as usual, making the others gasp.


Wouldn't that poor kid die from exhaustion practicing for so long?


Tan Yunhai was stunned. He immediately shouted his complaint, “Sister Tan Wen Hong, I will die!”


“Almost no. By giving you pills every day, death will be long forgotten! Plus, over time you will get used to it!” Tan Wen Hong laughed.


He remembered how his master had done the same for him.


Her lower lips trembled, Tan Yunhai almost cried, “But that would make me only have four hours to rest. How about playing?”


“Who said you have four hours to rest?”


Raising an eyebrow, Tan Wen Hong added, “Two hours is enough, while the rest is for reading books!


How are you going to be the Clan Head if you stack up in all the right places except in the head?”


Tan Yunhai's eyes rolled into his skull and slumped in his chair.


The others breathed silently.


Tan Wen Hong was not only evil to them, but also to children. No wonder he was called the Demon King in the outside world.


Vicious Pill King and Li Jingtian remained silent, but hearing Tan Wen Hong's decision, even they shivered.


Then they looked at Tan Yunhai with sympathy.


Is it a blessing, or a disaster? No one knows.


The cruel servant set his eyes on the poor boy. He was eager to make him the next successor of the Tan clan.


However, his future was not as grand as the true future clan head, but a miserable childhood.


But with Tan Wen Hong's sinister planning and the child's talent, his future was bound to be limitless.


This could be counted as his only blessing.


After a few more words, Tan Wen Hong told them to retreat, leaving only Pill King Vicious and Li Jingtian. As for Tan Yunhai, he walked out like a zombie, feeling like the entire world was abandoning him.


Such a child showed such despair.


Tan Wen Hong ignored him as he poured tea for himself, “Young man, since you are already here, you should go in ..”