Chapter 68 The Demon God's Wife
The cart was very unstable, the wheels were badly worn, and Ning Qi's buttocks ached from the jolting. Her mind was a jumble of questions, but it was clear that the female cultivator from before was no longer willing to answer them for her.
She kept calling the system, but received no response, and finally gave up.
This broken system is completely unreliable.
Ning Qi calmed down and reviewed the current situation.
First, she remembered blocking the Demon Lord's greatsword, driving away the demons, and protecting the Huaguang Sect. Then she heard the system howl that she had completed the mission. After that, she entered the Spiritual Chamber and waited for the system to take her back.
However, she didn't wait long before she opened her eyes again to find herself in her current situation: she was with completely unfamiliar fellow disciples, going to the Demon Palace to rescue Yan Chongyan, who had become the sect leader of the Huaguang Sect.
She had read the original book. When did Yan Chongyan become the sect leader in the original book?
Ning Qi wanted to bang her head against the wall, but her hands were tightly bound and she couldn't move.
Oh right, she remembered, it was eight years later.
In other words, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the timeline has now been pushed forward by at least eight years.
The demon god that the female cultivator just mentioned...
Could it be Xiao Sui?
Ning Qi's heart raced instantly. She remembered every description of Xiao Sui in the book. Only Xiao Sui was capable of becoming a demon god.
Logically speaking, this demon god should definitely be him.
The rapid pounding of her heart felt like drums in her eardrums, making her dizzy.
She still remembers Xiao Sui's desperate voice at the last moment. Has he grown into a demon god now?
I wonder if he still remembers me.
Her mind was in turmoil, and she even considered running away and jumping out of the car. Without realizing it, she glanced at the ground.
"The love potion was inside your undergarment, you haven't forgotten that, have you?" the female cultivator suddenly asked telepathically.
Ning Qi was startled by her, and when she realized what she had said, her eyes widened, "You want to use a love potion?!"
The female cultivator gave her a strange look. "Even if you're confident in your looks, the Demon God isn't someone who's easily fooled."
So, judging from what you're saying, she's an absolute beauty?
"Don't try anything funny," the female cultivator warned her. "The poison in your body will take effect in twenty-four hours. You must bring the water prison key and meet with us before then so I can give you the antidote."
"...Could it really be this easy?" Ning Xi was stunned. She remembered that Huaguang Sect was the number one sect in cultivation. How could they resort to such despicable means?
The cart quickly approached the city gate, and the number of demons around them increased. They were used to the bound cultivators, and only occasionally would a few of them glance at them and make a few sarcastic remarks.
After walking along the central axis for about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, a dark palace appeared before us, its outer walls looking as if they had been scorched by fire.
The demon pulling the cart showed them a dark, unsightly object, which was probably a pass. The guards at the gate made way for them.
They passed through four palace gates and arrived at the depths of the palace, which was surrounded by high earthen walls. The low buildings inside had no windows and looked extremely poorly lit, like prison cells for holding criminals.
The cart puller pushed them off the cart and handed them to the demon guards, smiling obsequiously, "My lord, it took me a lot of effort to capture these people."
The demon guard took out a small bag and handed it to him.
The man who was pulling the cart weighed it in his hand, then left satisfied with the empty cart.
Ning Qi and the others were roughly dragged into the house by the demon guards.
“Right Protector, Old Man Liu has sent over a few more cultivators, this time from the Huaguang Sect.”
The man known as the Right Protector was writing something at his desk without even looking up. He casually said, "The disciples of the Huaguang Sect are good. It's perfect to lock them up with their sect leader and let them experience the tortures of the demon race. Your Highness hates the cultivators of the Huaguang Sect the most. Take them all away."
Ning Qi immediately looked at the female cultivator from before. Wasn't she supposed to be good at seduction? Now she can't even see the Demon God's face. What exactly is their plan?!
The female cultivator was probably a little surprised. She rolled her eyes and, in a moment of quick thinking, let out a howl, which immediately attracted the attention of the Right Protector.
She hugged Ningxi tightly, secretly pushing her forward, and pleaded, "Please spare my sister, she knows nothing!"
"You come to our demon territory without knowing anything?" the Right Protector asked with a smirk.
The female cultivator choked for a moment, then continued, sobbing, "It's all my fault. I dragged her here. If you want to kill or torture someone, come at me. Please spare my sister."
Her performance did indeed have an effect, and the Right Protector noticed Ning Qi.
He stared at Ning Qi's face, and after a long while, he laughed sarcastically, "You cultivators really do persevere in sending counterfeit goods to the Demon God."
"What are you saying?" The female cultivator pretended not to understand and shielded Ning Qi behind her.
Ning Qi genuinely didn't understand and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"But you're the most similar I've ever seen, so you've really put in the effort," the Right Protector said to her in a sinister tone. "But do you know that the more similar someone is to another, the worse their fate will be?"
"Who does it look like?" Ning Qi finally couldn't help but ask.
The female cultivator tugged at her in surprise, signaling her to be quiet.
"Like the wife of a demon god," the Right Protector said with a matter-of-fact smile. "You righteous sects have sent at least fifty women who look alike to His Highness. What happened to the last one?"
While he was reminiscing, Ning Qi asked in shock, "The Demon God... got married? To whom?"
The female cultivator gave her another warning look, telling her not to say another word.
"Ah, I remember now." The Right Protector glanced at them, his expression pleased. "That woman tried to climb into His Highness's bed, but she was skinned alive and thrown into a mass grave. Her body should have been devoured by demonic beasts by now. What a waste of that delicate skin. If I were to take you to see the Demon God, how would he punish you?"
Ning Qi swallowed hard.
“Everyone says he loved his wife to death, but I don’t think that’s necessarily true. Otherwise, why did all the women like his wife die so tragically?” The Right Protector stroked his chin and said seriously, “If you ask me, he actually hated his wife.”
“If you hate someone, you wouldn’t get married,” Ning Qi said.
"That's hard to say." The Right Protector looked at her meaningfully and said to his subordinates, "Lock the others in the water dungeon, but I'll keep this woman."
The female cultivator was overjoyed and couldn't hide the upturned corners of her mouth. She patted Ning Qi's arm, as if encouraging her to do a good job.
Ning Qi looked worried. Given the current situation, she was going to be offered to the Demon God as a substitute for his wife by the Right Protector.
Moreover, they might be killed by the demon god as soon as they meet.
Although she was eager to know if the demon god was Xiao Sui, this shouldn't be the scene she was looking for.
"Come with me." The Right Protector waved his hand, signaling her to follow.
He was tall and strong, with long strides. Ning Qi had no choice but to hurry and follow behind him, passing through the garden and arriving in front of a grand hall.
It looks very grand, not much different from the imperial palace in the mortal world.
The Right Protector led her to a head maid, saying, "I need to take her to see the Demon God."
The maid glanced at Ning Qi and frowned in displeasure. "They sent counterfeit goods again. It's an insult!"
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ning Qi quickly looked up and saw that it was Zhizhi!
She looked more mature than before, having changed her former favorite double buns and now wearing her hair in a high updo, which made her look very capable.
Ning Qi could hardly contain her excitement. How could Zhizhi be in the Demon Clan!
She opened her mouth, about to tell her that she was Ning Xi, but then she thought that the matter of being resurrected in another's body was already fantastical, and others might not believe it. Telling her would only hasten her death.
She could only shut her mouth.
Zhizhi glanced at her again and couldn't help but exclaim, "But she looks so much like her..."
She then said seriously, "His Highness is not here right now, please wait a while."
"Did he go to the cave to see his wife again?" the Right Protector asked knowingly.
Zhizhi nodded.
“Your Highness always stays for two hours each time she goes there, so I might as well take her with me,” said the Right Protector.
Zhizhi hesitated and said, "His Highness will definitely kill her."
“I know,” the Right Protector said with a grin, glancing at Ning Qi. “It was given to the Demon God to sharpen his sword.”
Zhizhi didn't stop her anymore.
Ning Qi was lifted up by the right protector's arm, and he heard the sound of fingers snapping in his ear.
The scene before her eyes began to distort and change rapidly, making her dizzy and even nauseous.
When the surrounding scenery came to a stop, they stepped onto the dark rocks.
Ning Qi lay on the ground and gagged twice; this was much more stimulating than the teleportation array.
The Right Protector nudged her, "Go inside."
There was a narrow opening in front of her, and Ning Qi crawled inside.
The cave was much larger than she had imagined, with a very spacious interior. The Right Protector walked ahead of her with his hands behind his back, pointed to a stone path, and said, "Follow me."
Ning Qi followed him around several corners, and the temperature around them kept dropping, so she rubbed her arms.
"This is it," the Right Protector said, pointing to the stone chamber not far away. "Go there yourself."
Ning Qi glanced at him strangely, not understanding why he didn't go over. However, with the demon god right in front of her, she tiptoed to the door of the stone chamber and curiously peered inside.
The temperature inside the stone chamber was like an ice cellar, and white steam could be seen rising from the air with every breath.
A thin man was kneeling on one knee about five meters away from her, his black clothes trailing on the ground, his back to her.
In front of the man was a large bed that looked like an ice block, which seemed to be the source of the cold.
A woman lay on the bed, dressed in luxurious clothes, her eyes closed, and her profile looked very familiar.
Ning Xi was startled and covered her mouth tightly. The person on the ice bed was herself!
Then, this man is undoubtedly Xiao Sui!
She instantly became excited, but before she could make a move, a powerful surge of demonic energy rushed straight to her face, carrying an intense killing intent.
Ning Qi's pupils constricted, and just as she was about to dodge, she was suddenly entangled by a dark mass, which pulled her away. The demonic energy grazed her body and punched a hole in a nearby rock.
Such powerful cultivation! She patted her chest with lingering fear as the black mass enveloped her body, completely obscuring her vision, plunging her into darkness.
Footsteps approached, followed by a hoarse voice, "I told you, no one is allowed to come in here."
It was Xiao Sui's voice! But her tone was colder than she had ever heard before, as if it could freeze someone to death.
Ning Qi struggled with surprise, trying to get rid of the black mass to see him, but she couldn't break free from this strange thing no matter what she did, and it engulfed her like bubbles.
The Right Protector said, "Your Highness, your Black Clan seems to really like this woman and doesn't want you to kill her."
"Shut up."
A rebuke rang out, and demonic energy enveloped her once more. Ning Qi was about to reveal her identity when her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't utter a single syllable.
The black mass suddenly dissipated in the next instant, and she fell to the ground with a thud, only to find that she was no longer in the stone cave, but had entered a palace.
Looking up again, a pale-faced man wearing a black jade crown sat on the black throne in the center.
He rested his chin on one hand and rested the other on the armrest, his posture casual.
Above his high, straight nose were a pair of obsidian-like eyes, which looked at her casually.
It was really a small success!
His eyesight has been restored.
Ning Qi's eyes stung, and she almost burst into tears. She stared at him intently, as if trying to see right through him, scrutinizing every detail.
How did he become so thin? His once full muscles are gone, and his upper body looks very thin, with even his sleeves hanging loosely.
A gentle breeze lifted the ends of her hair as Xiao Sui appeared before her, so close that she could almost smell his familiar scent.
Demonic energy emanated from his body, and she could easily feel it clinging to her.
This feeling was unpleasant for a cultivator; it was as if a cold, slippery snake had coiled around her body.
Ning Qi frowned slightly, but the demonic energy remained unabated, lingering on her cheek and slowly brushing across her features.
"What's your name?" Xiao Sui asked.
Ning Qi opened her mouth, suddenly realizing she had no idea what this body's name was, so she said, using her real name, "My name is Ning..."
Ning Qi felt as if something was blocking her throat again. She tried several times with difficulty, suspecting that there was some kind of restriction, and could only exhale and say, "Xiao Qi".
"Hahaha." The Right Protector followed and laughed from the side, "Is 'Qi' a popular name where you are? You are already the twenty-eighth woman with that name."
"Which 'qi'?" Zhizhi asked with sharp eyes.
She had no doubt that telling her it was Mu Xixi would kill her.
Well, she couldn't reveal her identity to Xiao Sui right now, so it was best for her to be cautious.
Ning Qi said, "The 'seven' in 'ranked seventh'."
Zhizhi's gaze softened.
Xiao Sui stared at Ning Qi and said to Zhizhi, "Send her to my bed."
Zhizhi responded calmly, "Miss, come with me."
Ning Qi: "?!"
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