Chapter 28: Spell-Making Prodigy Girl VS. The Demon Lord Who Shares Her Bed 1

Forbidden Abyss.

"Your Majesty, the area within a hundred miles has been searched, but no trace of Lingzhen and the others has been found." Duan Twelve presented the intelligence brought by the demon general.

"Hmph, those scoundrels from the Immortal Sect have probably already fled back to Wangxian Mountain. How dare they be so presumptuous in the face of Your Excellency's prestige?" Duan Shiyi laughed wildly, half of his beard standing on end.

The man in the main seat remained silent, leaning back lazily. A few wisps of demonic energy lifted a scroll beside him, and a dazzling blue light flashed as the restriction was lifted, revealing the words on the scroll.

Qi Suihuan examined it carefully for a long time, then frowned...

can't read.

I can't understand it at all.

This incantation manual was created by the Jiang family, who have guarded the Forbidden Abyss for generations. The Jiang family, mere mortals, have been able to survive for a hundred years in this Forbidden Abyss that inspires fear in the cultivation world, all because they have mastered this mysterious incantation.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is limited, and the immortal cultivators and demonic cultivators have been fighting for many years, with neither side gaining the upper hand, like fire and water. Both sides have tried many times to win over the Jiang family, but unfortunately the Jiang family has chosen to remain secluded from the world.

Several months ago, evil magic was rampant in the cultivation world. Whether they were immortal cultivators or demonic cultivators, many of them had their spiritual energy drained and died suddenly.

After several searches, the clues all vaguely pointed to the Forbidden Abyss.

Legend has it that the Forbidden Abyss suppresses countless evil spirits. These evil spirits cannot cultivate immortal arts or demonic techniques. They devour cultivators, tear their souls apart, and seize their spiritual energy for themselves. It is an extremely vicious and cruel method of cultivation.

Both the Immortal Sect and the Demon Realm sent people to investigate the Forbidden Abyss, but the disciples of the Immortal Sect's Free and Unfettered Sect trespassed into the Jiang Clan's forbidden area, attempting to steal the secret treasure.

Jiang was already dissatisfied with their investigation, and was even more furious at this moment, so she trapped them in the magic array.

Besides the Free and Unfettered Sect, disciples from several other sects in the Immortal Realm were also implicated, suffering heavy casualties.

The members of the immortal sect had no choice but to turn back and prepare to discuss the matter at length.

"Where is that member of the Jiang family who presented the treasure? Go and bring her here."

Qi Suihuan threw the book on the table, her face displeased.

The system detected the plot and quickly reminded Jiang Zhiyi, who was still fast asleep.

【Master! The male lead is looking for you. Wake up, it's time to go to work!】

"Okay, okay, I know." Jiang Zhiyi pouted, still a little sleepy.

Soon, the two demon generals took her away from the secret chamber where she was imprisoned.

Master, have you finished watching the story?

"That's about it. Trust me, there won't be any problems."

Jiang Zhiyi silently pulled up the mission's script in her mind and opened the first page to start reading.

round and round:【…………】

In this novel, Jiang Zhiyi plays a supporting female character who is obsessed with the Demon Lord Qi Suihuan. She is the daughter of the Jiang clan chief.

Although she was lazy, obsessed with men, spoiled and willful from a young age, as the purest direct bloodline of the Jiang clan, her magical talent far surpassed that of others, and she had already reached the pinnacle of sorcery at a young age.

During the recent sacrificial ceremony, he was even designated by the clan elders as the next clan chief.

According to the original plot, Jiang Zhiyi fell in love with the Demon Lord Qi Suihuan at first sight, became crazy about him at the second meeting, and became a fangirl at the third meeting.

The spellbook that the immortal sects had tried so hard to steal, which had caused them so much damage, had already been given to Qi Suihuan by Jiang Zhiyi.

Not only that, she also framed the Immortal Sect, Xiaoyao Sect, claiming that the secret manual had been taken away by Ruan Lingyue, a disciple of the sect leader, Lingzhen Immortal. Ruan Lingyue is the female protagonist of this story.

"Demon Lord!" Jiang Zhiyi stepped forward eagerly, looking at the person seated with delight in her eyes.

Qi Suihuan looked at the pretentious person in front of her and secretly sized him up. How could the Jiang clan have chosen such a young clan leader who seemed to have no brains?

Could it be that this person is pretending to be stupid?

A reckless woman who is infatuated with him and is also skilled in magic...

This does sound like a good identity that would make him lower his guard and get closer to him.

He'd seen this kind of thing far too many times.

"Why did you offer this book of incantations to me? Are all members of the Jiang clan as treacherous as you?"

Jiang Zhiyi's smile froze.

The male lead's emotional intelligence must be negative; he speaks so rudely. No wonder he had so many conflicts with the female lead, and it wasn't until almost the end of the novel that they reconciled and accepted each other.

"I have long admired the Demon Lord." Jiang Zhiyi blinked hard, putting on the most innocent expression.

"Furthermore, I am the young master of the Jiang clan, and all the clan's secret treasures are at my disposal. This book of spells is the first gift I give to the Demon Lord."

Qi Suihuan scoffed, clearly not believing her explanation at all.

"It's true! I've never seen anyone as handsome as the Demon Lord. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you."

Jiang Zhiyi lowered her head slightly, looking every bit the shy, infatuated woman.

Unable to stand her affected manner, Qi Suihuan's face darkened, and she didn't want to argue with her anymore.

"The restrictions on this spellbook have been lifted, so why can't I see the secret technique? Are you toying with me?"

"Your Majesty, you may not know this, but the book of incantations is only a fragment. To see the true secrets of incantations, one must borrow the power of the bloodline of the Jiang clan's direct line."

"Moreover, this scroll of secret text cannot be copied or modified. If one can learn it, one will naturally understand it; if one cannot learn it, one cannot take even a fraction of it with one's hands. It is precisely because of this that my Jiang clan has been able to guard these many secret manuals for so many years."

"So that's how it is. Without you Jiang family members, this scroll would be nothing but a pile of waste paper. Over the years, this book of yours has probably been stolen a thousand times over."

Qi Suihuan then understood.

"Your Majesty the Demon Lord is wise, but even if they steal it, they will not be able to unravel its secrets and will mostly believe that they have obtained a fake scroll."

"Then what are you offering to me for?"

Jiang Zhiyi smiled and said, "So now I've brought a second gift for the Demon Lord."

Qi Suihuan watched her approach step by step, finally stopping beside him.

"I can help you understand. The more powerful a cultivator's magic is, the more and more powerful the magic they can see. Whatever the Demon Lord wishes to see, I can find it for you."

Jiang Zhi pondered for a moment, then picked up a pen from the table and drew a small array on a piece of white paper, reciting a few lines.

The formation began to take effect, a faint golden light appeared, and a small world rose up.

The scene depicts various scenes of people from the immortal sects on Wangxian Mountain.

Jiang Zhiyi drew a spell, and a sharp sword appeared at her fingertips. She said, "Demon Lord, who do you wish to kill? This formation is called Mountain and Sea. Now, simply infuse the sword with demonic energy, and you can kill someone from a thousand miles away."

Qi Suihuan watched her movements with great interest, but did not answer for a moment.

The more powerful the formation, the more cultivation it requires to maintain. Jiang Zhiyi broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but say aloud—

"My Lord Demon Lord, hurry, I can't take it anymore."

Upon hearing this, the hall immediately fell silent.

What kind of rabid and inhuman language is this?