Chapter 14 What...what kind of game is this?

Before Jiang Zhishui awakened, she didn't understand why the object of her illusion was Jing Qianheng.

She had no affection for him, and Jing Qianheng only felt disgust towards her.

But now that I think about it, she and he were destined to be entangled forever.

The illusions created by the demons can immerse people in a world where they can run rampant at will, until their nature changes and they fall into demonic ways.

Jiang Zhishui did dislike Jing Qianheng at the time, but she didn't intend to do anything to him.

But in the illusion, what she did was utterly heinous.

A maidservant beside her carried a tray with various medicine bottles on it, all of which were hallucinogenic substances from the demon realm. In order to make the people inside obedient and compliant, the witch in this illusion, herself, would stop at nothing.

She was crazy and bad enough, throwing all sense of propriety and shame to the wind, with only pleasure in her eyes.

A maid stepped forward and pushed open the door. The clanging of chains could be heard from inside. Jiang Zhishui swallowed hard, took the tray from the maid, and said, "Go down."

The maid paused, then asked, "My lord, don't you need us to serve you?"

Jiang Zhishui remembered that the person inside was not the real Jing Qianheng, but a fox demon in disguise.

In her first incarnation in the illusionary realm, Jiang Zhishui used every means to torment Jing Qianheng, who was powerless to fight back. In her madness, she even wanted to engage in dual cultivation with him, which would have played right into the fox demon's hands, directly tempting the cultivator to fall into depravity and indulge in lust.

Fortunately, at that critical moment, a man in black appeared, captured her, and forcibly tied her to a tree just as she was about to fall into demonic possession. After she calmed down, the man untied her and told her that everyone in the illusion was a demon, and once she had a physical relationship with a demon, there would be no possibility of regaining her senses.

One fall into depravity can destroy one's moral compass, making it difficult to repair.

The boy in black wore a mask, so Jiang Zhishui didn't know what he looked like. He had given her a soul-protecting talisman that could resist the intrusion of illusions into her consciousness.

Afterwards, the two of them searched for a way to break the illusion. Demons came to stop them, and she was injured and lost consciousness. When she awoke, she was already in her room in the Purple Sun Immortal Mansion.

Before coming to Qiyun City, Jiang Zhishui was not sure if the boy would reappear in the illusion. To ensure that she would not be deceived by the illusion, she stole her master's guardian blood jade just in case.

The Blood Jade can keep her conscious and prevent her from being trapped by any illusions.

Before awakening, Jiang Zhishui thought she was just borrowing her master's magic weapon and would secretly put it back later.

However, in the original text provided by the system, Jiang Zhishui was described as greedy and wanting to possess this treasure. When Elder Bai Zang couldn't find the magic weapon, she pretended to be innocent.

Moreover, under Jiang Zhishui's guidance, Elder Bai Zang once suspected that Ying Xue had stolen it, which caused a rift between them and led to discord between master and disciple.

Although Jiang Zhishui found it hard to accept her own vicious nature, she couldn't seem to deny anything. In the illusion, she was indeed cruel and ruthless, showing no mercy to Jing Qianheng.

They are probably used to putting on an act in front of others, and only when driven by illusions do they let themselves reveal their true nature in private.

These maids are also transformed from demons. They need to keep an eye on each prey and promote the demonization process of the prey.

Jiang Zhishui couldn't let the maids realize that she was still conscious, so she smiled and said, "I prefer to do it myself."

The maids remembered the rules of the illusion realm: they needed to give Jiang Zhishui appropriate freedom to create the strongest demon. They bowed and waited for Jiang Zhishui to enter the hall before closing the door.

The chains rattled inside the hall. Jiang Zhishui walked in. There were few candles lit, and the doors and windows were tightly closed, making the room dimly lit.

The red curtains fluttered as Jiang Zhishui carried a tray. Already nervous, she moved in step by step until the curtains suddenly covered her face. Her heart stopped for a moment, and she almost dropped the tray.

A large bed lies ahead, its white curtains revealing a shadow.

Hearing the noise, the person inside struggled louder and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Who's there?"

A red line suddenly appeared on Jiang Zhishui's wrist at this moment; the blood binding mark she had made by drawing blood earlier was now showing.

She looked up in surprise, glancing towards the bed.

Isn't Jing Qianheng a fox demon in disguise this time?

She originally created the Blood Binding Seal with the intention of entering the illusion and using this technique to find Jing Qianheng.

Jiang Zhishui put down the tray, parted the bed curtains, and saw that Jing Qianheng was only wearing an undergarment, his eyes were bound with black cloth strips, and his hands were tied to the headboard with iron chains. The ties of his clothes were loosely tied and were about to come loose as he struggled.

What...what kind of game is this?!

Jiang Zhishui couldn't help but curse in her heart: I'm such a pervert.

“Jing Qianheng, it’s me…” Jiang Zhishui climbed onto the bed and reached out to help him unlock the chains. Her hand had just touched the chains when she paused. She suddenly remembered that if someone who was in the illusion was forcibly awakened, they would become mentally impaired. Even if the illusion was broken and they returned to reality, they would not recover.

The black-clad youth from the first life said that only by finding the key to the formation hidden in the city could the illusion be broken.

They searched for a long time and finally got a clue, but the demons were chasing them very closely. Jiang Zhishui remembered that she was injured and fell unconscious because she failed to destroy the array's core.

When the boy in black took her out of the palace, he somehow woke her up. She was tied to a tree for a day and a night before he finally released her.

That technique must have required a lot of effort and time.

She is only able to maintain her consciousness now because of her master's blood jade. In this illusion, she dares not easily leave the blood jade, as it would be a loss if something went wrong.

We can't force Jing Qianheng to wake up. We need to find a way to get him out of here, and we also need to outwit and outmaneuver the demons to deceive their eyes and then find a way to locate the array's core.

The thought of having to fight alone, facing so many demons and the people behind the scenes, made Jiang Zhishui slump on the bed. Just thinking about it made her feel very tired and miserable.

Seeing that she didn't move, Jing Qianheng tried to break free of the chains.

Jiang Zhishui snapped out of her daze, glanced at him, and said, "Don't move."

"Untie the cloth strips," Jing Qianheng said coldly.

At this point, Jing Qianheng is in a situation where he fails to kill Jiang Zhishui and is instead captured.

Illusions can reveal people's thoughts and feelings to the greatest extent possible. Jiang Zhishui was in a desperate situation, surrounded by enemies on all sides. Her former nemesis happened to come to her door looking for death, so she took out all her frustrations on Jing Qianheng.

In her first life, Jiang Zhishui was deceived by an illusion and saw Jing Qianheng, finding him utterly hateful. She even fed him a considerable amount of poison...

Even though they were already prisoners, Jing Qianheng's tone remained firm.

Jiang Zhishui initially thought the people inside were also demons, and even considered that she would have to put on a torture act to fool them.

Now that she knows it's Jing Qianheng himself, she doesn't feel so burdened.

"You've got quite a temper." Jiang Zhishui leaned over him, reached out and untied the strip of cloth covering the back of his head. She teased him deliberately, "Didn't anyone tell you that you should beg for mercy first in this situation?"

Jing Qianheng had been tied up for a long time. Now that the cloth strips had been removed, his vision was blurred. He looked up and a strand of hair brushed against his face. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw that Jiang Zhishui was supporting herself on his shoulder with one hand and holding a black cloth strip in the other.

Jiang Zhishui looked down at him, and when she met his shocked gaze, she suddenly froze.

She gripped the strip of cloth tightly, forced herself to remain calm, and stepped back. Then she sat down next to him and slowly turned her back to him.

Jiang Zhishui fiddled with the strip of cloth, pondering her next plan, while Jing Qianheng, his hands bound by chains and his clothes disheveled, lay beside her.

Jing Qianheng lay quietly, staring at Jiang Zhishui's back, his gaze slowly falling on the medicine pot on the tray, and some other strange things.

In the current illusion, Jing Qianheng is her prisoner. The two have a long-standing grudge and are irreconcilable enemies. Jing Qianheng will not obediently follow her orders. She not only has to act under the watchful eyes of the demons, but also has to find a way to guide Jing Qianheng to cooperate with her.

She turned to look at Jing Qianheng. He slowly raised his eyes, looking at her innocently. Jiang Zhishui leaned closer, one hand on her hip, and asked, "What are you looking at? Do you know what's going to happen next?"

Jing Qianheng: "........."

He was surprisingly calm, seemingly unafraid at all.

The door was slowly pushed open, just a crack. Jiang Zhishui was startled and sensed something was wrong. She grabbed a medicine bottle, pushed off the cork, pinched Jing Qianheng's face, and forced the medicine into his mouth.

If they keep dawdling like this and don't react at all, the monsters will definitely become suspicious.

Jing Qianheng was not expected that she would do this suddenly. He was choked by the bitter juice that was poured down his throat, and his face turned red. A lot of water dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Zhishui, mimicking the ruthlessness of her first life, covered his mouth with one hand and said fiercely, "Swallow it, don't waste these good things."

Jing Qianheng's eyes were red, and his neck was covered in liquid. The chains on his hands jingled incessantly as he struggled, making a disturbing noise.

Jiang Zhishui showed no mercy, covering her hand tightly. Jing Qianheng, feeling suffocated, suddenly turned his head and bit her hand.

"Ouch! It hurts! You... let go."

Jing Qianheng watched coldly, clenching his teeth tightly.

"Hiss... Wait!! Don't use force, don't use force..." Jiang Zhishui gasped, her hand was bitten and bleeding, and the blood flowed down Jing Qianheng's lips.

Hearing the noise, the maids outside the door exchanged a glance and silently closed the door again.

Jiang Zhishui glanced back at the doorway, then leaned forward. Her hand was still in Jing Qianheng's grasp. She stared into the eyes of the person beneath her and said solemnly, "Give in, or... I won't untie you."

Jing Qianheng raised an eyebrow and very slowly relented.

A row of bloody teeth marks of varying depths appeared. Jiang Zhishui winced in pain, shook her hand, looked at him, and muttered, "Such a fiery temper, I really can't understand how he could have..."

His lips were stained bright red with blood, and his eyes were golden. For some reason, he looked at her with a strange, almost luminous gaze.

"I was just kidding," Jiang Zhishui rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not going to untie you."

Jiang Zhishui gently blew on the wound on her hand; it hurt terribly, the skin had been bitten through.

"You..." Jing Qianheng said angrily, "What did you give me to drink?"

Jiang Zhishui paused in her blowing motion, then went to pick up the empty bottle on the bed, reading the words on the bottle: "Tao Huan Shui".

After she finished reading, her face stiffened. Behind her, she heard an unsteady breath. Jing Qianheng clenched his fists, his eyes moist, and said agonizingly, "Jiang Zhishui, give me the antidote..."