Chapter 44 Role Playing
A thin mist was rising, and a male cultivator was sitting in the center of the spiritual platform. His brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring inhuman pain.
The inner demon did not approach him immediately, but instead released a wisp of gray energy and quietly infiltrated into the other's soul.
Compared to the previous low-level inner demon, this beast is more cunning and cautious.
In a white light.
The inner demon penetrated into the male cultivator's memory.
It is a woman's boudoir. What catches the eye is the cherry pink bed curtains, a pot of orchids on the windowsill, many books and scrolls in the room, and a few pages of a book are turned on the desk by the window, with the ink not yet dry. The decoration is extremely elegant and bookish.
The inner demon laughed.
A hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. This should be the most cherished memory of a male cultivator.
It disappeared into the bookshelf, and a little while later a young girl walked in.
She was wearing a plain white long dress, with a slender waist. She walked like a willow swaying in the wind, with an indescribable gentleness and grace.
The inner demon took a peek at the woman's face. She had two buns on her hair and looked only about 28 years old, a little immature. However, from her facial features, one could infer that she would become a stunning beauty in the future.
The inner demon had seen many beautiful women, but never one with such demeanor. She wasn't as delicate as other women; there was an inexplicable tranquility between her features. Her delicate eyebrows and rosy lips, dreamlike and endearing, made her look endearing. But as she gently raised her eyes, the inner demon's mind went blank.
It is a place of great natural beauty, where the best of the best is picked out.
The inner demon sighed secretly, no wonder the male cultivator could not forget her, such a beauty, once you see her for the first time, you will never forget her for the rest of your life.
Looking at the girl's figure, the inner demon was so excited that his whole body was hot. Of course, it didn't have any desire for the girl, it just couldn't wait to start its performance.
The inner demon likes to play the role of the white moonlight like a girl.
Nothing can make the inner demon happier than destroying the beauty in other people's hearts. It likes to debase other people's love, it enjoys the process of playing with other people's emotions, and it also likes to see others collapse, cry, and despair.
Of course, it is also a family of demon kings with aspirations and tastes.
Different from those low-level inner demons that can only seduce, it pursues excitement and drama. Love is only one part of the seduction. The more advanced way is to make the other party unable to get what they want, unable to love, and commit suicide out of despair.
It knows this well.
The inner demon couldn't wait to check the male cultivator's memory. It turned out that the male cultivator was called Jian Shiyuan, and this beautiful girl was his ex-fiancée, Yingying.
Jian Shiyuan possessed incredible talent, having already reached the Foundation Establishment stage at a young age. With the help of his family, he became engaged to the girl Yingying. Unexpectedly, one day while cultivating, Jian Shiyuan was attacked by an enemy. In a moment of carelessness, his spiritual energy dissipated, and he lost the ability to cultivate and became a cripple.
Yingying's father, unwilling to see his daughter marry a useless man, broke off the engagement on his own initiative. Unexpectedly, Yingying fell in love with Jian Shiyuan and was determined to marry him. Seeing her father's objection, Yingying sent a letter to Jian Shiyuan, intending to elope with him. Unwilling to delay him, Jian Shiyuan politely declined Yingying's proposal, leaving behind a heartless letter before running away from home, his whereabouts unknown.
Since then, Jian Shiyuan traveled around and never returned home. As for Yingying, he just missed her in his heart and never asked for her news again.
The inner demon understood the whole story and sighed, then it knew how to perform.
Take back God.
On the altar, the spirit sat with a gloomy expression, lost in thought. The inner demon had transformed, now in a red gauze dress and a languid demeanor. Its entire body exuded the lingering, rotting scent of long-suffering. It transformed into the form of a middle-aged Yingying, still beautiful, but with wrinkles around the corners of its eyes, its lips too dark, and its gaze, no longer as clear as before, now tinged with a murky, dead air.
The bright moon fell into the mud and was trampled into a dead white fish eyeball.
It ruffled its gauze skirt, waved its white hairpin, and quietly approached the spirit. As it moved, the spirit platform was obscured by a layer of misty gray fog, and when it looked again, it looked like a brothel in the human world.
The inner demon touched the side of Jian Shiyuan's face. Jian Shiyuan opened his eyes and met "Yingying's" eyes.
He seemed startled, and asked with a mixture of surprise and joy: "Yingying?"
Yingying withdrew her hand, her expression changing in an instant. There was sadness in her eyes, but more of a fake calmness to please, "Master, you're mistaken, I'm Mudan."
It looked at Jian Shiyuan, and its eyes only reflected Jian Shiyuan's appearance. There were traces of water in its eye sockets, as if tears were about to fall.
Jian Shiyuan: His acting is good, stronger than the previous 432 inner demons, worthy of being the sixty-seventh-ring inner demon royal family.
Since the inner demon is showing off his acting skills, he might as well cooperate and see what kind of show it can perform.
Jian Shiyuan excitedly grabbed Yingying's hand, "No! You are Yingying!"
Yingying turned her face to the side, a tear rolling down her cheek. She tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't. Jian Shiyuan held it tightly, "What difference does it make whether it is true or not? I have fallen to this point. Why should I acknowledge you and only add to your troubles?"
Jian Shiyuan stood up and looked at the "Yingying" in front of him. She was wearing a light veil and heavy makeup. Looking at her surroundings, he roughly guessed her current identity and looked at her with a look of pain and shock. "How could you - did something happen?"
The inner demon was secretly delighted: He took the bait!
It bit its lip and turned its head away, "Don't mention it again."
Jian Shiyuan insisted on getting to the bottom of things, and the two of them argued back and forth for a long time. Seeing that the emotions were brewing, the inner demon gritted his teeth and said tearfully, "After you left that day, I went to look for you, but I didn't expect that someone had drugged you, kidnapped you, and sold you here."
As it spoke, it looked up at Jian Shiyuan with eyes filled with sadness and despair that would break any man's heart.
The inner demon thought: Hehehe, Jian Shiyuan must be very angry and desperate now. His own white moonlight encountered misfortune and was defiled in the process of looking for him. Many years later, he finally met his old friend in this place of romance. Years of love turned into pain, which must have shocked him to the point of being mentally broken and full of regret.
Suffer! Despair! Resentment!
Your emotions are my best food, hehe!
Jian Shiyuan held its hand and suddenly had an interesting idea.
All I heard was: "You've been staying here all this time? Then why haven't I seen you before? Even if the girls and boys are on separate floors, they shouldn't have run into each other, right? How long have you been here?"
The tears on the inner demon's face froze, and it asked in a daze, "Are you on duty here?"
Inner Demon: Holy crap! I just randomly turned into a brothel, and it turned out to be Jian Shiyuan's workplace! Outrageous!
Jian Shiyuan said shyly: "Yes, since you are here too, you can come and sit with me when you are free."
He thought of something and added, "I won't charge you any money."
The inner demon broke apart.
It didn't know how to continue acting. It had never encountered such a situation before. No way, no way, you, a monk, are working as a prostitute in a brothel?!
Never mind, he's a ruthless person.
I'll let you go this time. Goodbye! Never see you again!
The inner demon was no longer interested in performing and turned to run away. Jian Shiyuan still held its hand and said slowly, "Did I let you go, inner demon?"
The inner demon was horrified, and suddenly saw countless golden mirrors flash in front of it, reflecting several golden lights, firmly fixing the inner demon. It found that it had lost the ability to move, and another force pressed down on it, knocking it to the ground.
The inner demon realized that it had fallen into Jian Shiyuan's trap. It raised its head fiercely and said, "Human, do you think you can trap me like this?"
As he said this, he was about to forcibly split his body.
Their inner demon royal family has a life-saving skill. When they are trapped in the spiritual platform, they can forcibly split their bodies and return to the demon breeding pool.
Jian Shiyuan just smiled, shook his hand, and threw something in front of the inner demon.
It is a pale green tooth, shaped like a canine tooth and the size of a palm.
The moment the Heart Demon saw the teeth, his eyes widened in disbelief, "You killed the Heart Demon royal family?! You damned human!"
Does he have the means to stop the inner demon from splitting his body? ? ?
It’s terrible. There’s no escape today.
The illusion of the brothel had not yet disappeared, Jian Shiyuan picked up a chair and sat down.
The inner demon was pressing against the side of the chair. It lay on its back, staring at Jian Shiyuan intently, as if it wanted to remember him firmly in its mind.
Jian Shiyuan was incredibly beautiful. When he closed his eyes, he looked like the Milky Way, radiant and bright. His arms rested on the chair's armrests, and from his inner demon's perspective, he could see the beautiful bones of his hands. His nails were neatly manicured, and his fingertips were tinged with red.
Further up, there is a jade-like chin. The corners of his mouth seem to be hooked, neither smiling nor not smiling. There is an irresistible attraction in his mouth, like the moon immersed in a well, bright and beautiful, but too beautiful to be real.
The inner demon pouted, saying, "This thing has a white face but a black heart."
At this point, it was like a fish on the chopping board, and the inner demon gave up the idea of escaping. It lay on the ground obediently and said weakly: "What do you want? Just tell me."
Jian Shiyuan smiled faintly, "I just want to ask you a few questions."
The inner demon's eyes rolled, "I also want to ask you a few questions. How about this, we can exchange questions. If you can't answer my questions, I won't answer yours."
Jian Shiyuan's expression did not change, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. The inner demon just thought that he agreed.
It asked, "How did you kill the Heart Demon King?"
Jian Shiyuan: "Use the illusion."
The inner demon couldn't believe it. It screamed in disbelief, "Using the illusion we set up? How is this possible?! How did you do it?"
Jian Shiyuan said calmly: "This is the second question."
The inner demon pressed on eagerly, "Answer me first! You can ask two questions directly later."
Jian Shiyuan chuckled, "It's very simple, just try to feel my heart."
The inner demon immediately contacted Jian Shiyuan's memory to explore his desire.
After a while, it withdrew in pain, curled up on the ground, and trembled.
"you!"
The inner demon lay on the ground, and the clothes on its body kept changing. Sometimes it became a woman, sometimes a man, and its entire body switched back and forth. The excessive exhaustion made it listless and looked drained.
So disgusting!
This despicable and shameless human race!
The inner demons have a passive skill. In order to better confuse humans, they will constantly adjust their forms according to human desires.
Ordinary people only desire certain things. When they get what they want in a fantasy world, they will be immersed in the joy of satisfaction for a short period of time. But Jian Shiyuan, this monster, is simply not a human!
One second, he loved a woman to death, and the next second he fell in love with a man!
He loved so deeply! He loved so seriously! He loved so much that even his inner demon couldn't help but change its form, switching madly between male and female! He almost vomited it out!
Of course, this is not the most perverted thing. What is even more outrageous is that the person Jian Shiyuan loves wears different styles of clothes every time. He needs to constantly adjust the clothes, accessories, and hairstyle according to the image in his mind.
In one second, it switches through a hundred sets of clothes! A hundred sets!
After a long silence, the inner demon was finally able to control its form. It transformed into Yingying's appearance, looked up and asked, "I'm very curious, have you ever loved Yingying?"
Jian Shiyuan looked relaxed. "That's the third question. There has never been a Yingying. Didn't you observe her appearance carefully?"
As he spoke, a golden mirror floated up. The inner demon looked at Yingying in the mirror and felt that she looked more and more familiar.
She has the face of Jian Shiyuan!!!
The inner demon looked terrified, and his hands and feet involuntarily shrank.
As for the previous tests, its impression of Jian Shiyuan remained as a philandering scumbag.
Now, there are only monsters.
He could manipulate his own emotions! He could invent his own beloved! He could even fabricate a story about his beloved's origins! He could make this nonexistent person appear real, even deceiving his inner demons!
How is it possible for humans to do this?
This is impossible!
Jian Shiyuan in front of him still had a smile on his face, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face, warm and friendly, but the inner demon didn't dare to look at him any longer. He lowered his head, trapped in pain and doubt.
Its worldview collapsed.
The inner demon became more and more terrified the more he thought about it. Such a monster actually had the interest to play boring role-playing games with it. Thinking back to what Yingying and Jian Shiyuan said, the inner demon shuddered violently.
The man in front of him was really evil. He liked to tease his prey, like to show weakness in the prey's territory, and even participate in the opponent's plan, and kill the prey with one strike when the prey was about to close the net.
The inner demon thought of the elder's warning: "You can offend an upright hero, but you must never provoke a monster that is clearly capable of killing you but is willing to play games with you. If you do that, you will only die, but if you do that, you will bring disaster upon the entire tribe."
The inner demon maintained the appearance of Yingying, using Jian Shiyuan's face. Its pupils contracted and it looked up at Jian Shiyuan in fear, but Jian Shiyuan was still smiling.
No matter how the inner demon uses his face, whether it is laughing, crying, coquettish or frowning, it seems to have nothing to do with him.
Seeing the inner demon drooping his shoulders, Jian Shiyuan finally spoke, "I'm very curious, your inner demon has penetrated the spirit platforms of several great cultivators. Who were they?"
The inner demon replied gloomily, "The Crazy Emperor Gu Zhongchun, Madam Fen Yun Yeting, and Lord Yan Xueming of Yan Chun."
"Second question. Describe their spirit platforms separately. I'm curious, who did the Mad Emperor love?"
The inner demon didn't expect that he would be interested in such gossip. It vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but it didn't know what was wrong.
"The inner demons that entered Yun Yeting and Yan Xueming's spiritual platforms were all killed. Yun Yeting's inner demon failed to send back any information. As for Yan Xueming's inner demon, heh, it only sent back one message: [The Mad Emperor killed me]."
"As for the Mad Emperor? He loves no one. His spirit platform is barren. No, barren cannot be described as barren, it is disgusting. His spirit platform is covered with dense white plants, and the inner demon remaining in his spirit platform is almost starved to death. He has no emotions of love. When he has sex with his wife, his inner demon can't get any food. He is just an emotionless monster. His inner demon hid for decades, afraid of starving to death, and could only leave in disgrace."
The inner demons feed on emotions, and they love the soul the most because the soul contains the richest and most exciting emotions of human beings.
The fact that he could starve his inner demon to the point that it left his spiritual platform on its own accord showed that the Mad Emperor had no emotions at all.
Jian Shiyuan continued, "Did the Mad Emperor kill Yan Xueming's inner demon? Then why didn't he kill his own inner demon?"
The Inner Demon curled his lips. "Who knows what that madman was thinking? The elders also suspected that the Mad Emperor deliberately let the Inner Demon go and imprisoned it. But hundreds of years have passed, and the Mad Emperor is dead, and he hasn't taken any revenge. Maybe he was careless and let the Inner Demon escape."
Jian Shiyuan sighed in his heart. If he really let his inner demon go accidentally, then the Mad Emperor was a very interesting person.
There are not many ways to kill the inner demon, otherwise Yan Chunjun would not ask the Mad Emperor for help.
The Mad Emperor let his inner demon escape. It was a tiny, insignificant creature that posed no threat to the Mad Emperor, yet he remained vigilant and sought a way to destroy it. This demonstrates just how vigilant the Mad Emperor was; he wasn't the arrogant and reckless person he was portrayed to be.
Jian Shiyuan thought again, the Crazy Emperor had never been defeated in his life, and he had never lost a single battle except for his last one. If he was truly a reckless man, how could he have such a brilliant record?
Thinking of something, Jian Shiyuan asked again: "Aren't you inner demons curious about Kaiyuan's spiritual platform? And his most proud disciple, Lingguang Zunzhu Pei Youyi, don't you want to go in and take a look?"
The inner demon sneered, "How many years have they been dead? There was no gray fog when they died?"
Suddenly it realized something and closed its mouth tightly.
Jian Shiyuan sensed something and slowly pressed the issue, "Did you appear with the monsters in the gray fog? Also, Lingguang is only missing. How can you be sure she's dead, and that she died before the gray fog appeared?"
No one in the world of immortal cultivation has yet to pinpoint the exact time the Inner Demon appeared. Unlike the monsters that appeared from the gray fog, it lacks a physical form and only appears within the cultivator's spiritual altar. Some believe the Inner Demon is the materialization of distracting thoughts, not a monster that emerged from the gray fog. However, the Inner Demon's statement, "There was no gray fog when they died," reveals the exact time of their appearance.
The inner demon didn't expect Jian Shiyuan to be so smart. He could figure out so much information from just a casual remark he made. His face turned pale, and this expression indirectly confirmed that Jian Shiyuan's guess was correct.
Jian Shiyuan was not interested in continuing to ask this question.
He said, "One last question. Who is the monitor?"
The inner demon froze instantly. It looked at Jian Shiyuan and chose to self-destruct in the next second!
Of course, under Jian Shiyuan's control, its self-destruction failed.
Realizing that the self-destruction had failed, the inner demon trembled all over, his face pale, "What kind of magic did you use? What on earth do you want to do?!"
Jian Shiyuan raised her foot and rubbed the other person's cheek with her toes, forcing her chin to rise higher and looking directly into his eyes. "It's no magic. You're still in your own illusion. Once the illusion is activated, you can't self-destruct."
The inner demon had never expected that once the illusion was activated, it would be unable to self-destruct. The inner demon had never told it about this flaw.
It was shocked, horrified, and incomprehensible.
Why does Jian Shiyuan, a human, understand the characteristics of the inner demon better than it!
It wanted to close the illusion, but for some reason, the illusion could not be closed.
Jian Shiyuan reminded calmly, "Don't waste your energy, look at that corner."
The inner demon looked over and saw a leaking wine jar, from which crystal clear liquid was dripping.
Drop by drop, with an even rhythm.
The inner demon wanted to control the wine jar to stop leaking, but he couldn't.
"In this illusion, some of the contents are controlled by me. You cannot exit the illusion until I withdraw my control."
The inner demon's lips trembled as he slowly shifted his gaze to Jian Shiyuan's face. The man in front of him raised his lips, his expression gentle. He said, "Please answer my third question. If you can't answer it, you will never be able to leave this illusion."
demon!
He is a devil!
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