Chapter 65 Stop fooling around, how can you sleep like this?

The teenagers in the city did indeed collude with Pei Jing. They fantasized about using the power of the demon race to soar to the top and acquire skills without hard work. They greatly admired the demon race's culture.

Led by the young city lord, the scions of noble families secretly established a brothel for bizarre and outrageous activities. The young man, pampered and spoiled, had experienced all sorts of novelties. Seeking even more fun, he eventually became involved with evil spirits.

The demons have taken over Taoyang City and caused trouble from time to time, attracting the attention of various immortal sects. The immortal sects sent disciples to eliminate the demons, but they were tricked by the people of the city in collusion with the demons and imprisoned and tortured.

The missing disciples were trapped in the city and unable to escape. Pei Jing collected the disciples' keepsakes and had his subordinates impersonate these disciples, returning safely to their respective sects.

The demons successfully infiltrated the immortal sects, while Peach Blossom City was plagued by misfortune. The immortal sects received news that the demons under the command of the Azure Jade Emperor were running rampant and repeatedly attacking. Fearing the Azure Jade Emperor, the immortal sects could only suppress their dissatisfaction for the time being and do their best to help the people overcome their difficulties.

If this continues in the long run, it will only intensify the rebellious sentiments of the immortal and demonic factions towards Thousand Realms Peak, thus triggering a major war.

Pei Jing was not in Taoyang City at the time. The demons stationed here to clean up the mess for these teenagers were naturally no match for Jing Qianheng and the others.

After rescuing the immortal disciples from the dungeon, Jiang Zhishui fought off several demons and formed an encirclement with talismans as the boundary, preventing them from stepping outside the circle.

The young city lord was knocked to the ground by the chaotic demonic energy. He struggled to his feet, pointed at Jing Qianheng, and shouted angrily, "You lowly monsters who only deserve to live in the gutter, how dare you oppose me! Come on, kill him!"

The demons, who had been beaten to a pulp, had long disliked this human who kept calling them lowly monsters. If it weren't for their lord's orders to obey him in everything, the demons would have wanted to devour him alive long ago.

Now that they've encountered a powerful enemy, the monsters are focused on saving their own lives; who has time to care about this overconfident human?

In no time, the monsters all ran away.

Jing Qianheng glanced at the boy, his face expressionless. He turned around, his body stiffened slightly, and a sudden churning in his chest caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Enraged, the young city lord grabbed a sword and charged straight at Jing Qianheng with a ferocious expression.

Jing Qianheng's vision blurred, and he saw Jiang Zhishui rushing towards him anxiously. With a clang, she broke the boy's sword in two with a single strike. While the boy was still in a daze, she swept a burst of spiritual energy at him, and he was hit hard by the palm, his body spinning and flying away.

The so-called prodigy young city lord turned out to be a complete idiot with no cultivation whatsoever.

Jiang Zhishui hugged Jing Qianheng, and he leaned on her, his entire weight pressing down on her. Jiang Zhishui couldn't support him, and he pushed her back several steps until she leaned against a big tree before stopping.

Jiang Zhishui was breathing heavily, her hand gripping his tightly, the sword falling to the ground. "Qianheng, wake up."

Jing Qianheng leaned his head on her shoulder, one hand bracing against the tree, slowly creating some distance between them. Jiang Zhishui supported him by placing her hand on his waist. He tried his best to stand firm, but his body swayed, and he might fall at any moment.

Jiang Zhishui caught a glimpse of the black markings on his neck and exclaimed in shock, "Qianheng, you..."

The rescued disciples of the immortal sects, seeing that the crisis was over, rushed over to help. At this moment, Jing Qianheng could no longer hold on and fainted. Jiang Zhishui took off her outer robe and draped it over Jing Qianheng to cover the marks on his body and prevent them from being seen by others.

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Sheng Yuchen and Jing Chengrui tracked down several fleeing demonic energies in the city, but when they reached a dark alley, the demonic energies suddenly vanished without a trace.

As Sheng Yuchen emerged from the alley, he bumped into a woman wearing a veiled hat. The veil fell to the ground, and the woman looked up at him with a look of disgust.

Jing Chengrui looked behind the woman and asked, "Why are you alone?"

Sheng Yuchen tilted his head, scrutinizing the person opposite him.

The woman in white said, "We were attacked by demons and got separated."

Seeing that she had changed her clothes, Sheng Yuchen stared at her for a while and asked curiously, "What kind of demon is so powerful that it can't even keep its distance from you?"

The woman in white said, "I can't blame the Emperor. It was my own overestimation of my abilities. By staying by the Emperor's side, I not only couldn't help him, but I also distracted him from protecting me. I didn't want to implicate him, so I took it upon myself to lure the demon away."

Jing Chengrui said, "He treats you like some precious jewel, and you still dare to run away right under his nose. He'll probably go crazy if he can't find you now!"

The three encountered several demonic beasts. After being brutally beaten by Sheng Yushen and the others, the beasts pointed to Jing Qianheng's location, and the three immediately rushed over.

Upon arriving at a secluded cave, they found only traces of a battle; Jing Qianheng was no longer there. Sheng Yuchen glanced at "Jiang Zhishui" and said coldly, "Did you not want to implicate him, or did you abandon him and run away because the situation turned unfavorable?"

Jiang Zhishui said, "How could I possibly abandon the Emperor and flee for my life alone!"

The people who survived the attack from both the immortals and demons in the Jin Kingdom are the people who survived the attack from both the immortals and demons. After that, they awakened their true nature and restored their true forms as demons. Because of the protective consciousness imprinted in their blood by their ancestors, they will always respect the descendants of the Dragon Lord no matter where they are.

Jiang Zhishui was the legitimate daughter of Marquis Chengyi of Jin. Marquis Chengyi, Jiang Hanfeng, tragically died in that great battle. She was rescued by Zhou Linyuan and later entered Qianjing Peak to help Zhou Linyuan monitor Emperor Qingyu.

From the moment Emperor Qingyu met her, he treated her very well. She thought winning him over wouldn't be difficult, but who knew this man was so strange. Sometimes he would look at her with infatuation, and just when she thought things would take a step further, he would suddenly turn on her and become extremely disgusted with her touch.

Jiang Zhishui, who was born in the Jin Kingdom, naturally awakened the bloodline of her ancestors in the demon race. Influenced by her desire to protect her master, she also valued Qingyu Emperor very much.

But for her, she longed to attach herself to the royal power and reach the pinnacle. Everyone knew the power of the Azure Jade Emperor's bloodline. As long as she could be under his protection and share the bloodline containing the ancient demon dragon, and as long as he was willing to give up half of his cultivation, she could easily enjoy the most revered status, and ascending to godhood would be just around the corner.

Jing Chengrui is Jing Qianheng's elder brother and a descendant of the demon dragon. However, he did not inherit the core power of the demon dragon. Apart from his pure bloodline, he is no different from other people. However, he is not bound by the consciousness of protecting his master.

“Everyone says he was seriously injured and has been in seclusion for the past few years to recuperate. Is it possible that the rumor is true?” Jing Chengrui stood beside a pool of blood and turned to look at Sheng Yuchen. “But last time I couldn’t even get close to him. How could he look like someone who was seriously injured? He’s clearly as strong as a monster.”

Sheng Yu said in a deep voice, "The Demon Clan's young master, Pei Jing, is a treacherous and cunning person. The events in Taoyang City are definitely related to him. He must have set some kind of trap. The Emperor..."

Jiang Zhishui turned and walked away, saying, "Finding the Emperor is the most important thing."

Jing Chengrui shrugged at Sheng Yuchen and said with a smile, "Let's go, finding the Emperor is the priority."

The disciples of the immortal sects followed Jiang Zhishui to a villa in the suburbs. They all had injuries, and after being bandaged up, they all sat down to meditate and regulate their breathing.

Jiang Zhishui led Jing Qianheng to the inner room to rest. Jing Qianheng was still asleep. She pulled down his collar and saw several black scales on his neck. She also saw the same scales on the inside of his arms.

Jing Qianheng coughed, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Zhishui lift up his sleeve. He suddenly shook off her hand, looking panicked.

Jiang Zhishui was taken aback. She reached out and touched his forehead, and whispered, "When did this start?"

Jing Qianheng looked around and tried to get up, but Jiang Zhishui pressed one hand against his chest and forced him back onto the bed, her tone turning cold, "Lie down, don't move."

She wasn't very strong, and even though she wasn't feeling well, it wouldn't be difficult for him to push her away if he wanted to.

But Jing Qianheng didn't open his eyes at all. He was pressed back down, his eyes were quite obedient, and his eyes were clear and bright as he stared straight at Jiang Zhishui.

If you tell me not to move, then I won't move.

Jing Qianheng grabbed her hand and pulled Jiang Zhishui down with both hands, saying, "You lie down too."

Jiang Zhishui was pulled into his arms. She struggled for a moment, then rested her forehead against the side of his neck. She looked up and saw a small black scale mark on his neck. Her expression changed slightly, and she calmed down before gently advising, "Don't make a fuss, how can you sleep like this?"

Jing Qianheng hugged her tighter, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "You can sleep now."

Jiang Zhishui lay down beside him for a while, then glanced at the candlelight and tapped the bed with her fingers, "...Are you asleep?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Qianheng tightened his grip even more.

My heart was pounding, so I knew I wasn't asleep.

Jiang Zhishui moved slightly, bracing herself on the bed. She tried to get up from him, but he pushed her back down abruptly. Jiang Zhishui looked up and glared at him. He looked away, hesitated for a moment, and then let go.

Before jumping off the cliff to withstand the lightning tribulation, the system had Jiang Zhishui eat the petals of the Mysterious Heart Lotus. This flower is like a stabilizer, which can eliminate the damage to the body caused by crossing time and space.

Jing Qianheng had come with her by accident; he didn't have the Xuanxin Lotus protecting him. Jiang Zhishui reached out to pull at his collar, but Jing Qianheng grabbed her hand. She looked at him and asked in a low voice, "It's on my hands and body, what exactly is it?"

Seeing her serious expression, Jing Qianheng knew he couldn't fool her, so he had no choice but to confess honestly.

During his three years here, even with abundant spiritual energy and a high level of cultivation, he was still unable to cure his illness.

The black scales only started appearing on his body in the last year. When these things first appeared, his skin always felt like it was burning, and sometimes he would fall into an irrational state in his demonic beast form. Before that, he would hide in the abyss, and even when he transformed into a black dragon, he would be trapped by the barrier below and would not go out to harm anyone.

Jing Qianheng tried many methods, but could only do his best to stay conscious. Suppressing the nature of his demonic dragon bloodline repeatedly would cause a backlash from the power within him, and his body would become increasingly weak due to the long-term pain.

He said he was used to this kind of pain, not out of bravado, but because it had been like this since birth. These marks and pains would follow him like a shadow, and he feared they would never heal until he died.

Jing Qianheng carefully observed her expression, his fingertips touching hers. "Don't look at these things, they're ugly. They'll disappear in a couple of days. I won't stay like this forever."

Jiang Zhishui felt a chill on her fingers. She looked down and her fingers curled into a fist. She whispered, "You shouldn't have come here."