The male supporting character was actually myself.

It was midday, and Lu Fan, who had transformed into a wealthy man, was lying on his couch, feeling drowsy after a delicious meal.

In the past, spiritual herbs were scarce and opportunities were rare, so people would definitely seize every moment to cultivate, and there would be no time to be so leisurely and carefree.

However, everything has changed now. With the Heavenly Bottle at our fingertips, we can easily obtain spiritual herbs. Why bother with the effort of cultivating and absorbing the meager spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

One bottle after another of diluted medicine was poured down his throat, and even an idiot could cultivate into a master!

Moreover, he also possessed the high-level demonic technique—the Whale Devouring Technique, which was simple, efficient, and powerful. As long as he had enough spiritual energy to devour, he could gradually become stronger.

With no threats and no worries, Lu Fan naturally lived a very comfortable life.

"Hehehe..." The little white cat poked its head out from the wall, glanced at the cat, and grinned mischievously. "The soft and cute little white cat has come to raid the house! You wild pseudo-master who stole Ling Qiye's halo, just wait and see!"

Instead of touching the Imperial Bottle that Lu Fan was holding in his arms while he was fast asleep, it hopped into his secret basement and put all the large and small bottles of spiritual medicine it had concocted into its space, as well as the pills containing puppet power.

Finally, the fluffy dumpling thought that since he was going to be in big trouble soon anyway, wouldn't it be a waste to pile up so much gold and silver jewelry in a basement that no one else knew about?

"Instead of letting them gather dust here, I'd rather take them and use them where they're useful, that way it won't be a waste!" The fluffy little dumpling's eyes gleamed with greed as it stuffed handfuls of stuff into its space, chuckling as it made excuses for itself.

After the entire courtyard had been ransacked, it jumped onto the couch and stretched out its paws to press against the Imperial Bottle that Lu Fan was tightly holding.

"Clap!"

The next second, the Imperial Bottle was put into the system space, and Lu Fan's hands suddenly fell into emptiness, instantly waking him up from his dream!

"Who?! Who's in my room?" He jumped up immediately but couldn't find his beloved bottle anywhere, and cried out in surprise.

The large courtyard was quiet at noon when a sudden roar startled the birds in the trees, who fluttered away, leaving behind a feather in their panic.

The spies from the School Affairs Division, who were on high alert outside the compound, immediately detected the commotion and relayed the information back to headquarters.

"How could this be? How could it be like this again?!" Lu Fan knelt on the couch, his clothes disheveled. The silk quilt had been shaken and shaken again and again, and he had searched every inch of the bed and thrown it on the ground. He still couldn't find the Imperial Bottle.

Recalling that the Illusionary Mirror had also been lost in the same mysterious way, Lu Fan gradually lost patience and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Damn it! Who did this?!"

"My Heavenly Bottle is gone!"

"No! This isn't real, it's a dream, it must be a dream!"

He muttered to himself as he tore at his hair, trying to wake himself from the nightmare. When he finally did, the sacred artifact, the Heavenly Bottle, was still lying peacefully in his arms. His carefree and happy days continued as before. He didn't have to do anything; he just needed to dilute it with water every day to be admired and envied by thousands...

And there is a future, a bright future—to rise above imperial power, become the new emperor of the demon race, rule over both realms, become a god or an immortal, and live forever!

The Illusionary Mirror has already been lost; we absolutely cannot lose the Celestial Bottle as well!

No matter how frantically Lu Fan searched, the small bottle he had held in his arms before going to sleep was nowhere to be found.

His bloodshot eyes scanned the bedroom, carefully considering anything suspicious.

This courtyard was carefully selected by myself. The previous owner had run away due to debts, and this house was used to pay off the debts. Therefore, apart from my powerful senses as the Demon King, no one knew that there was a secret basement under the main house.

He has been diluting the elixir himself, and to this day no one knows that it is absolutely safe.

The bedroom only had one window and one door. After buying it, I had the layout of the room changed. The bed was placed against three walls, so that no one could enter quietly without being discovered when I was sleeping.

So, how exactly did the Imperial Bottle get lost?

Back then, when we were eating at a restaurant, there were many people around and things could get messy, and the Illusion Mirror might be stolen; but now we're in our own heavily guarded home!

The array set up in the bedroom wasn't disturbed, so how could anyone have gotten in?

Lu Fan searched back and forth but found no trace of teleportation. As time passed, he became increasingly anxious.

"Help! Help!"

Finally, he lost his last bit of patience and shouted loudly outside.

The fluffy ball clearly didn't know what Lu Fan was planning. It squatted on the table, licking its paws and meowing, "Aren't you a powerful demon king? Then why do you need to rely on cheat codes, right?"

Originally, he transmigrated from the demon race, bringing with him various secret techniques and experiences from his previous life, which is akin to a dimensional reduction attack. He even created a small bottle to try and turn all the experts into his puppets, which is a bit too greedy, huh?

Anyway, you're not a useless person anymore, so why not quit using cheats and start training properly from the same starting line? As long as you behave, my kind-hearted host will definitely let you off the hook.

You see, it wasn't easy for you to be reborn, was it?

Listen to my advice: since your aura has already been damaged and dimmed considerably, you probably won't find any treasures even if you unleash it again. You might as well hold onto what you have and hope for better luck...

"What the hell are you doing?!"

As it was muttering to itself, it looked up and saw a large number of servants rushing into the courtyard. Its ears immediately perked up. "What? You want to start a brawl?"

Lu Fan's face was ashen, a leather whip in his hand. His sinister gaze swept over all the servants who had been summoned. "Weren't there twenty-three servants in the house? Why are two missing?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the maid who is responsible for sweeping your courtyard had a slight fever at noon today. I was afraid that her illness might offend you, so I sent her out to rest. The servant who feeds the horses sprained his ankle and also took leave." The steward hurriedly stepped forward to report.

"Oh? What a coincidence?" A cold smile appeared on Lu Fan's face.

As a demon king, he was not of the same kind as humans. Coupled with the hatred of the demon race being suppressed, he saw humans as nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Especially for servants bought with money, whose lives are at stake, what's the big deal if one or two are killed?

What's more, he lost the Heavenly Bottle!

And that sturdy maidservant, going in and out of this courtyard every day, might actually discover something...

"Go and fetch those two for me. If you can't find them, you, the steward, can just wait to die," Lu Fan coldly ordered. "The rest of you, kneel down."

From now on, you will denounce each other. Anyone who can report that someone has been dishonest or has been asking around about the master will be exempt from punishment; otherwise…

He cracked the leather whip in his hand. Although he knew that the loss of the Imperial Bottle had nothing to do with these fools, he still needed to find a way to vent his anger, otherwise he would really feel suffocated!

The mighty demon king finally managed to seize a human body and live another life, only to lose his divine artifact and be taken to the yamen for interrogation; now that things have just started to improve, his sacred artifact has been lost again!

Unfortunately, this body is not strong enough, and the method of tracing back is unusable. The only thing to do is to kill a few fools and use their blood to quell the anger.

"If I find out who stole my things, ha!" Lu Fan sneered, brandishing his leather whip. He turned and sat down in the chair his servants had brought for him, a fierce, savage glint in his eyes. "Let's begin. Who will report first?"

The steward, trembling with fear, went out of the courtyard to find the two servants who had asked for leave but hadn't come. But as soon as he opened the gate, he saw two rows of adults in the uniforms of the School Affairs Department walking towards him. He immediately found his backbone, his legs went weak, and after running a few steps, he knelt down with a thud. "My lord! My lord, save me!"

My master lost something and took his anger out on the servants. He's a superhuman who can easily kill people. The head of the School Affairs Department is a superhuman. Please, sir, do us justice!

Chapter Fifteen: Adding Insult to Injury

"Oh? How can a superhuman bully others? Even our master has no right to arbitrarily use private punishments in our dynasty!" The two leaders exchanged a glance and smiled in unison. "Lead the way, let's see what's going on."

The organizers had just ordered them to approach Lu Fan's hospital under the guise of patrolling to check on the situation. Unexpectedly, just when they were feeling sleepy, someone delivered a pillow. What a coincidence!

Although the laws of the time stipulated that the master could not use private punishment, as long as things didn't escalate, no one would bother with such matters.

This just so happens to be useful now. Since the master, who is an extraordinary being, has taken it upon himself to use torture against his servants, the department in charge of affairs for extraordinary beings is not allowed to enter the mansion to investigate.

Therefore, just as Lu Fan was venting his anger by whipping someone, a squad of officers from the School Affairs Department rushed in and subdued him.

"What are you doing?" Lu Fan felt the resentment of the lingering soul trembling slightly, and couldn't help but despise the original owner in his heart.

Wasn't it the School Affairs Department that was responsible for stripping him of his martial arts skills and expelling him from White Crane Academy?

Things are different now, so why do we still feel such deep-seated fear?

But since he hadn't yet gained complete control of his body, his question naturally carried a tremor, lacking the fierce and menacing aura he had displayed earlier.

"What are you doing? We need to ask you what you're doing!" The captain, after restraining him, realized that he was indeed just a minor character below level two. He coldly shouted, "As a superhuman, you're using torture on ordinary people. According to the current laws, you should be punished with forty strokes of the cane!"

Damn it!

Lu Fan rolled his eyes as he was captured, thinking to himself that even if there was such a law, it was just for show. Why should the law be lenient towards those high-ranking officials and nobles, but instead pick on me?

On second thought, he realized that the other party was probably after his elixir. After all, with the recent support of the Treasure Pavilion, his rising fame must have attracted the attention of the School Affairs Department.

Damn it, of all times, bad luck strikes at this time. It's like when it rains, it pours!

More importantly, the fact that no one at the Treasure Pavilion dared to make a move and even fawned over them was simply because they thought they had a mysterious big shot behind them. What if the School Affairs Department took the opportunity to test them and found out that they were just bluffing and using someone else's power to intimidate them?

He then realized that the Heavenly Bottle was already lost, and all he had left were the diluted spiritual liquids in the secret chamber. He absolutely could not let anyone else have a share! If the Heavenly Bottle could not be found, those spiritual herbs would be his last resort.

But what if we could find a pretext to get the School Affairs Department to help us find the Heavenly Bottle?

Although this world is far inferior to the demon race, there are indeed a considerable number of people who are much stronger than his newly repaired useless body. Moreover, the original owner's memories only included contact with some students and teachers at the White Crane Academy, and he had not actually set foot in the martial world.

Since I am new to this world and know very little about the various abilities of the human race, it just so happens that someone has the ability to steal my treasures without alerting the formation.

The School Affairs Division, known for its crime-solving abilities, could surely help find the Imperial Bottle by following the clues.

Despite the suspicion of exposure, there's no other way but to try anything!

Thinking of this, Lu Fan hurriedly explained, "My lord, you are unaware of the truth. I only resorted to torture because I had no other choice! I lost a very beloved toy, and they were the only ones coming and going in the courtyard, so I..."

"Something's gone?" The leader gave a wink to the last member of the team with a playful smile, and sneered, "If something's gone, you should report it to the authorities. Why resort to vigilante justice? Do you think you can find what's missing by beating these servants half to death?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Excellency is right!" Lu Fan hurriedly smiled and said apologetically, while taking out some loose silver from his sleeve and stuffing it into the purse. "Since this is my first offense and I will never do it again, please... waive the punishment?"

Having witnessed many such situations, the other party naturally seized the opportunity to gather information. After receiving the money, they released him and asked, "What important item was lost that you, a superhuman, were completely unaware of? Logically speaking, it shouldn't have anything to do with these mortals, right?"

"If someone's belongings can be stolen so easily without them noticing, it's definitely not the work of an ordinary person."

"That's right, you're just venting your anger."

"Anyone who dares to steal your things must be a rank higher than you, or even more. This matter should be reported to the School Affairs Department for investigation. What kind of behavior is it to beat up a servant?"

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The other guards were chattering excitedly, but Lu Fan steeled himself and said vaguely, "The lost items weren't particularly valuable, but they were more meaningful to me than just worth. I initially thought that the servants might have taken them without noticing, which is why I interrogated them in a hurry."

Seeing this, the captain of the guard said without hesitation, "You can consider reporting to the School Affairs Department. We have extraordinary individuals who are good at tracing traces and can try their best to help you find it."

If they're worthless, then let them go. Don't make things difficult for these servants anymore. If you resort to private torture again, you'll really be tied up and taken to the execution ground for forty strokes of the cane as a warning to others.

"Huh? We have to report this to the School Affairs Department first?" Lu Fan felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of that solemn, dark-themed place. "Look, you're already here..."

The other party waved his hand in refusal, saying, "We are only responsible for patrolling, not for handling cases. If we hadn't heard the servants crying and begging for mercy in the courtyard, we wouldn't have rashly gone in to check the situation."

Lu Fan's lips twitched. He thought to himself, "High-level people are just unreasonable. It's ridiculous that they can hear me interrogating a servant in my own courtyard!"

"Young Master Lu, we're here to load today's goods!" Just as the patrol team had exceeded their mission and turned to leave to report back, several servants entered with smiles on their faces, followed by the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, Master Fan, and his closed-door disciple—Gu Ling'er, known as the Little Fairy Doctor of the Capital.

The group was clearly surprised to see the School Affairs Department's guards here, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

The owner of the Treasure Pavilion stepped forward, greeted him, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Lu, have you encountered any trouble?"

"No, no, I just lost something insignificant." Lu Fan forced a smile and said dismissively, but his mind was racing, trying to figure out how to get rid of these guys.

During his afternoon nap, he suddenly lost the Heavenly Bottle. In his despair and rage, he forgot something extremely important—he had arranged to deliver the goods to the Treasure Pavilion this afternoon!

The owner of the Treasure Pavilion frowned. "That shouldn't be the case. The security in our capital is excellent, thanks to the supervision of the various government departments. How could something be stolen? What did Young Master Lu lose? Should we ask everyone to help look for it?"