Chapter 11 This Male Lead is Really Hard to Kill (11) Countdown to Killing the Male Lead...
The next day, while Fu Li was cultivating in the meditation room, Wu Feng found the demon servant outside the main hall.
He asked, "What has Your Excellency been doing lately?"
If someone else were to inquire about the Demon Lord's itinerary, they would surely be accused of treason and executed. But the person asking was the rising Left Protector, who was also the Demon Lord's bedmate.
The demon servant dared not lie and truthfully replied, "Just like before, besides cultivating in the quiet room, I would go to the beast camp to see the tamed demon beasts, listen to music, or occasionally go out for a stroll to deal with some disobedient people."
He thought for a moment and then said, "By the way, recently His Majesty has suddenly taken a liking to going to the Library Pavilion, as if he is looking through some ancient books."
Wufeng nodded: "Understood."
"Don't tell anyone what I asked you."
Under his deep gaze, the demon servant nodded vigorously several times, until he watched the demon's figure disappear into the distance.
The Scripture Pavilion… It seems His Excellency frequented it often when he returned from the secret realm a year ago. But I wonder what he was looking for.
But he hadn't brought it up in the past year, which meant he didn't want to tell anyone. Wufeng naturally wouldn't ask him, lest he make a fool of himself.
However, he still walked to the front of the library, staring at the tightly closed door with a thoughtful expression.
He remembered that it seemed to contain some ancient books, including many that introduced dual cultivation techniques.
Thinking of this, the boy's ears turned slightly red. He took out a token, opened the barrier at the entrance, and went inside.
It can only be said that the wisdom of the ancients is boundless.
After immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge, he immediately gained a deeper understanding of the structure of the human body.
That very night, Fu Li witnessed someone's remarkable academic achievements.
Although he was a demonic cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage, with high cultivation and a strong body, this level of torment was not enough to cause him any dull pain in his limbs. However, he couldn't withstand the pleasure that went straight to his soul, and when it ended, he couldn't even lift one hand.
If this continues, even if the allergenic flower is removed, her body might still become dependent on men.
This was something Fu Li couldn't tolerate, so he began to negotiate with the system in his mind:
"You helped me break free from the Bewitching Flower!"
[Host, as I've already stated, as a monitoring system, I cannot directly intervene in the small world.]
"Then do you believe I'll monopolize the male lead for life and make him my male concubine!"
The system, however, seemed completely unconcerned: "Then please proceed, host."
What it actually meant was, "If you're willing to be with men for the rest of your life, then go ahead," but it didn't say it out loud to maintain the system's aloof image.
Finally, Fu Li was the first to back down: "I wasn't even planning to kill the male lead, so what's wrong with you helping me this time?"
The system sneered: You didn't intend to kill the male lead, but you've ruined his most important opportunity! Now you can rest easy. Once the plot completely collapses, we'll be ejected from this small world together!
Fu Li was met with a refusal silence.
Whether you rely on heaven or earth, you can only rely on yourself.
Fu Li gritted her teeth and touched her aching lower back.
I don't know where Wufeng found a dual cultivation technique, so that even if he's doing *that* kind of thing, he can still improve his cultivation.
However, this flawed cultivation method has a loophole. After dual cultivation, the body will experience pain and soreness like that of an ordinary person, and one must take restorative pills to alleviate it.
If Fu Li hadn't seen that this technique was indeed useful, he would have already used Wu Feng as a furnace to absorb his energy!
This won't do. I still need to find a way to get rid of that broken flower in my mind.
While Fu Li was pondering a countermeasure, Wu Feng, who was flipping through "textbooks" in the library, unexpectedly discovered a cultivation manual among a pile of ancient books.
It introduces many spells and talismans that can be used between Taoist couples, one of which is called the Co-birth Spell Seal.
If used on a Daoist partner, the caster will die instantly upon the death of the host of the cursed seal. Furthermore, it is one-way. It is specifically for those who are obsessed with love and willing to die for their Daoist partner.
What a coincidence!
After witnessing the effects of the cursed seal, Wufeng became incredibly excited, his eyes flashing with a wildfire of madness and excitement.
He couldn't help but imagine that if he placed this curse mark on Fu Li, wouldn't that be equivalent to being able to live and die together with the Venerable One?!
Just thinking about it made him so excited that his whole body felt hot, and he even felt a reaction in a certain part of his body.
In reality, a truly windless situation is like a mad dog, desperately trying to hand the chain attached to the other end of the collar to its owner, preferably locking it up so it will never be separated again.
Soon, the madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by obsessive rationality. He carefully read through the instructions on how to use the curse seal, word by word.
That night, Feng Fuli entered the bedroom, only to find that someone was already in bed.
The man's clothes were half off, revealing a strong and robust body that exuded masculine charm, and he looked at him with a smile on his handsome face.
Fu Li: ...
Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?
"What are you planning to do tonight?"
Faced with Fu Li's questioning, Wu Feng smiled deeply and said, "I missed Your Excellency, so I came early this morning."
"Tonight, I will make sure Your Excellency has a good time, is that alright?"
Fu Li wanted to say, "Actually, I enjoy myself every night, so let's not go too far," but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
The alluring flower slowly bloomed in his sea of consciousness, and that uncontrollable burning desire returned.
At dawn, the morning mist hangs over the mountains, accompanied by the sound of melting snow dripping from the eaves, creating a serene atmosphere.
The boy sat up from the bed, his eyes deep as he looked at the man who had already fallen asleep under the silk quilt. He formed a hand seal, placed it on his chest, and murmured a spell.
A faint halo of light gradually appeared at his fingertips. Without hesitation, he used his finger as a blade to cut open his own chest.
A flash of blood-red light appeared, and as the blood from the heart flowed in, the ball of light gradually took shape, transforming into a complex rune.
Seeing this, the boy's expression softened slightly. He gently placed the curse mark on the back of the young man's head until it was completely integrated, and then a smile appeared on his lips.
A sickly flush immediately appeared on her pale face.
She bent down and slowly hugged the man, as if she were a vine growing on his body.
His lips found the space between the eyebrows of the person beside him, placing a light and precious kiss there, whispering incessantly:
“Your Majesty…you are mine…Fu Li…you are mine…A Li, A Li, A Li…”
An hour later, when Fu Li woke up, she suddenly felt something strange on the back of her head.
He subconsciously raised his hand and reached behind him, only to touch a face with distinct features.
Only then did he realize that Wufeng was clinging to him like a sloth, making it impossible for him to move.
His temper flared immediately, and he kicked the bed, yelling, "Is this bed so narrow?! Go sleep on your own side! Don't bother me!"
The boy shrank to one side, looking aggrieved, but his eyes were incredibly bright as he stared at him, blinking rapidly.
Fu Li: ...He seems to have a golden retriever.
I casually touched my hair and forgot about the first thing.
From that day on, Fu Li noticed that Wu Feng's behavior gradually became strange. When the two were intimate, they would always say strange things.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... I love you so much..."
Fu Li frowned and kicked him: "Don't say such disgusting things."
Without wind, she took advantage of the situation to cut off his long, white legs in her palm and leaned in to gently lick and kiss his ankle.
"I was speaking from the heart, why can't I say it?"
Feng Fuli looked disgusted: "Because I don't like to hear it."
The young man's eyes darkened, and he said with some regret, "Does Your Majesty not like it?"
However, he still did what he wanted the next time, using different ways to express his love to Fu Li. Over time, Fu Li got used to it and ignored him each time.
Not long after, the Demon Realm will be preparing for the Demon Lord's 320th birthday.
He invited city lords from all over the world and gathered demons from all corners of the land.
Even many righteous sects received invitations.
However, this was just a show of force in a certain sense.
Many righteous cultivators are unwilling to admit that the number one person in the cultivation world today is the Demon Lord. However, the blatant words on this invitation constantly remind everyone that the Demon Lord Feng Fuli is the only Tribulation Transcending stage expert in the cultivation world, the only one standing at the peak.
Guiyan Sect also received an invitation.
Although he didn't want to go personally, the sect leader still convened the elders to discuss whether or not he needed to go.
The elders spoke eloquently and fluently about their reasons for not going, especially criticizing the evil deeds of Demon Lord Fu Li over the years, turning the meeting into a denunciation meeting against Feng Fu Li.
As the daughter of the sect leader, Jiao Yuetong always stood by her father's side, listening in.
An elder said, "Many righteous sects are planning to send people this time. Wouldn't it seem out of place if our Guiyan Sect didn't go?"
Upon hearing this, Jiao Yuetong's thoughts began to wander.
She recalled the aloof young man she had met more than a year ago during her training at Mount Jiuxiao, and couldn't help but think:
Will he go too?
Little did he know that he had actually said those words.
By this time, all the elders had already left.
Her father sat in the main seat, smiling as he looked at her: "Yue'er, who are you thinking about? You even asked, 'Is he going?' Does that mean you already have someone on your mind?"
The father overheard it.
The girl blushed and lowered her eyes: "Father, don't ask. It's just... someone I met before..."
The sect leader, however, seemed quite intrigued: "Oh? So Yue'er has someone she likes? No wonder you so firmly refused when your Uncle Liu mentioned pairing you up with Senior Brother Qi last time. It almost embarrassed your father. Who is it?"
Jiao Yuetong: "A year ago, before the Daoqing Secret Realm opened, he saved me at the Nine Heavens Sect. Actually, I don't really know which sect he belongs to. I haven't seen him since then."
"You know his name, don't you?"
Jiao Yuetong nodded: "No wind."
Upon hearing this name, the sect leader's eyebrows twitched slightly.
At this moment, he hadn't realized that the two were the same person, and asked again, "What does he look like? My daughter deserves to be with the most valiant man in the world!"
Jiao Yuetong's cheeks flushed red as she said, "He's very handsome. Oh, and I have a photo stone here with his image on it!"
He then took out a recording stone from his storage bag and handed it to his father.
However, when the figure without wind appeared in the image, the sect leader could no longer remain calm.
"This...this...this is the Demon Slayer?!"
The sect leader had met the Demon Slayer Master Xue Qinan years ago, and the two were friends.
Wu Feng's figure and appearance were so similar to Xue Qinan's that even the sect leader was momentarily dazed.
Then, a possibility came to mind.
He immediately turned to his daughter and asked, "Yue'er, quickly tell me in detail what happened back then."
Seeing her father's serious expression, Jiao Yuetong, though not entirely clear on the details, still explained it from the beginning.
After hearing her story, the sect leader's expression became extremely stern, his eyes so deep they seemed to be about to overflow with water.
He sighed before turning to Jiao Yuetong, who looked puzzled, and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, the person you met should have a deep connection with the Xue family, and his master is very likely the current Demon Lord, Feng Fuli."
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