Chapter - 3446

The corner of Zeke's mouth twitched slightly.

It wasn't because he was worried about the awkwardness he would experience when had to face people from an orthodox sect later.

The real reason was that he found that demonic cultivator's attitude toward him odd.

Even at that moment, he felt the demonic cultivator was showing too much respect to him.

The attitude of that demonic cultivator and those like him toward Zeke was completely different compared to before. Previously, they wanted to kill him. Yet, the way they treated him changed overnight.

Zeke couldn't help but glance at Vesper, noticing that she was staring at the demonic cultivator who had spoken respectfully to Zeke with an icy expression.

"Cirrus, are you lot perhaps overthinking things?" she said coldly.

Terrified. Cirrus Mortem paled. With a thud he fell to his knees and hurriedly began to bow his head in submission. "I didn't do anything, Lord Vesper! Please don't kill me!"

Overthinking it? Oh, did they think something intimate happened when I stayed with Vesper in her room last night? This explains why some of them are showing me respect while others are trying to hide their jealousy, thought Zeke.

"Enough!" Vesper huffed impatiently. "I don't care what you think, nor am I afraid of your overthinking. However, you must remember, don't spread nonsense to avoid misunderstandings."

Cirrus nodded in agreement. "Understood, Lord Vesper. We will certainly keep our lips sealed."

Zeke's countenance twitched. Well, I'll be. Her words were no different from a silent acknowledgment that what the rest of them assumed happened did occur. Even though she appeared domineering and smart, in reality, she was no different from those naïve and innocent women I had met before.

When his train of thought arrived there, he sighed helplessly. Whatever. They can continue to misunderstand the situation. In fact, I can avoid being harmed if they continue to treat me nicely. Demonic cultivators aren't saints, and most of them are opportunists. If I don't have something to keep them in check, staying with them will be dangerous.

Just as Zeke was deep in thought, Vesper suddenly sensed something and swiftly pulled out a black badge.

At that moment, the badge emitted a dark glow, and from within, a cold, sinister voice could be heard. "Vesper, how are things going on your end?"

Upon hearing that, Vesper retorted coldly, "Things are going fine. I've basically fulfilled the demands of the Demon Lord. As for the petals that I didn't manage to gather in time, I'll do my best to collect them all. The crucial point here is whether you can snatch the remaining petals. If someone takes them out of the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, the Demon Lord will be furious!"

The disembodied voice scoffed. "Vesper, just focus on your own matters. There's no need for you to meddle too much!"

Vesper sneered, "I'll say whatever I please. I've noticed you haven't brought back many petals these past few days. I've been doing your work, gathering some for you. You really are useless, aren't you?"

Boom!

Within the badge, an overwhelming demonic energy was emitted, creating an incredibly oppressive atmosphere.

The disembodied voice, laden with endless evil aura, caused Zeke to hold his breath momentarily, feeling somewhat startled. It seems this is another top prodigy among demonic cultivators. I thought there weren't that many demonic cultivators in the Dark Swamp, but the opposite seems true.

"Vesper, our factions are supposed to be working together. If you dare to throw any more sarcastic remarks my way, I won't let you off the hook in the future! By the way, I heard a rumor. Do you grab yourself a boy toy?" questioned the voice.

Murderous intent instantly settled in Vesper's eyes as she cast a silent gaze over her subordinates.

Meanwhile, the voice cackled as though it had obtained an answer.

"I see. So, you did keep a boy toy. I wonder how handsome he must be to have captured your heart. If you ever need more boy toys in the future, feel free to ask me. I can provide you with some good-looking ones." After the voice finished speaking, the dark aura dissipated.

"Who did it?" shouted Vesper.