The fact that Song Qi was taken back by the Demon Lord in such a high-profile manner instantly spread throughout the entire Nine Provinces that she was a spy for the Demon Clan.
"Please do me a favor." Song Qi suddenly became nonchalant.
"Um?"
"Help me kill someone, Fang Hui."
"How would I know who they are? We might as well kill them all." Ji Xuan said casually, then laughed, "So you're planning to submit to the Demon Clan?"
"If you're not willing, then forget it." Song Qi remained calm.
“I already made my move during the chaos just now,” Feng Tuo, who was following behind, said immediately upon hearing Song Qi’s words.
Song Qi smiled: "Well done."
Ji Xuan turned around and looked Feng Tuo up and down, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
He really couldn't understand where the murderous aura emanating from this young child came from.
“Your friend is quite interesting.” Ji Xuan glanced at Song Qi.
Song Qi tugged at his collar: "Oh, really? Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"
She still didn't understand the logic behind it. Why did they capture her and send her to the demon realm just for fun?
Isn't the main plot about exterminating the demon race? Are there other subplots?
Song Qi's head ached more and more as he thought about it.
Although there are books without logic these days.
That lousy system didn't give any hints, leaving it entirely up to her to figure it out herself.
Upon arriving in the Demon Realm, nothing much happened. Ji Xuan arranged for Song Qi and Feng Tuo to stay in a courtyard, not the same one as before. This courtyard was larger, with more servants. They weren't forbidden to move around, but they needed someone to accompany them when they went out. With two Void Refinement Realm demons and Ji Xuan's divine sense imprint on their bodies, Song Qi couldn't defeat them and gave up the idea.
"What exactly does he want?" Feng Tuo looked at Song Qi. After arriving in the Demon Realm, his thinking ability had completely collapsed.
"I'll definitely tell him." Song Qi swirled her glass. She had recently made all sorts of unreasonable demands, and the other party had tried their best to meet them, making her feel embarrassed to push her luck now.
If it weren't for the age discrepancy and the fact that the other person's face clearly indicated he was the second male lead, she would have thought she was Ji Xuan's biological daughter.
Inside the Demon Palace, Ji Xuan sat before a huge pool of blood. Suddenly, the water in the pool surged outwards, flowing into the crevices and revealing something at the bottom.
"Is she really a turning point for the Demon Clan?" Ji Xuan frowned.
“Yes.” The person sitting opposite Ji Xuan nodded. “She is a demon, the purest demon, but her bloodline has been suppressed by something. If the suppressing object is removed, she will reveal her demonic appearance.”
"How do I do it?" Ji Xuan clenched his fist.
"The simplest way is to find a way to invite the Demon Ancestor to the Demon Festival next month. If we can't invite him... I'll go check the Demon Records. Anyway, he's with us now, so there's no rush."
"Hmm." Ji Xuan nodded and walked out. After turning a corner, he saw Song Qi ruining his garden, with veins throbbing on his forehead.
It is extremely difficult to grow beautiful flowers in the Demon Realm. Ji Xuan used a teleportation array to send spiritual energy into the flower room to nourish the flowers. It was only with great difficulty that a few flowers grew, and now those few flowers are stuck on Song Qi's head.
He now desperately wants to rip Song Qi's head off and bury it in the ground.
"Fang Yaoyao, can you please stay away from my garden?" Ji Xuan gritted his teeth.
Song Qi looked at Ji Xuan expressionlessly: "Didn't you say we could play around as we pleased?"
Ji Xuan was speechless for a moment: ...
Song Qi glanced at the flowers and plants on the ground and lost interest. She just wanted to see how long this person could endure.
"I have something to tell you." Ji Xuan took a deep breath and said seriously, trying not to look at the flowers and plants on the ground.
The three of them sat down in a small pavilion in the garden. In front of the pavilion was a lake, the color of which was so deep that staring at it for too long would give one a creepy feeling, as if something might jump out of it.
The Demon Realm is like a cursed place.
"What do you want to say?" Song Qi rested his chin on his hand and casually sprinkled fish food. A group of toothed fish surfaced, their blood churning, and began to fight each other for the food.
"You are not human."
Song Qi paused, frowned, and looked at Ji Xuan: "Why are you swearing all of a sudden?"
"You are also a demon."
"What are you talking about?" Song Qi turned his head to look at Ji Xuan's serious face.
"You are a pure-blooded demon, a direct descendant of the Demon Ancestor."
Song Qi tapped the table and laughed: "Oh? Is that so? How can you prove it?"
"Most humans feel uncomfortable when they enter the demonic realm, but you don't. Also, there is a seal in your body, so your cultivation will be slower than others."
"But I absorb spiritual energy, not demonic energy, to cultivate."
“You can use both demonic and spiritual energy; that makes you a purebred demon.” Ji Xuan frowned. “I wasn’t planning on finding you, but the situation is urgent. The demon race is in trouble, and your appearance is a crucial turning point in their fate.”
Song Qi raised an eyebrow. According to the main plot, the female lead and the male lead would kill Ji Xuan together and suppress the demon race. If Ji Xuan knew about this, he wondered what his expression would be.
“I’ve lived in Kyushu since I was a child and I’m considered a Kyushu person. I have no relation to the demons. Besides, you know I hate the Fang family. What you’re doing now is no different from what the Fang family is doing.” Song Qi smirked. “When something happens, you know to come to me. Otherwise, you just leave me to my fate. I finally had a stable living environment, and you’ve dragged me out again.”
"Tell me, why should I help you? Give me a reason." Song Qi stared into Ji Xuan's eyes. "Why should I obediently listen to you?"
"Don't give me any excuses like 'I'm trapped here because this is the Demon Realm.' You're the one begging me now, not the other way around."
Ji Xuan looked at Song Qi, somewhat puzzled. The demons often acted on intuition; they fought amongst themselves, but they would also unite when facing external enemies.
For the sake of the demon race's survival, any sacrifice is worthwhile; this was the first time he had ever heard such a question.
"What if I make you the Demon Lord? I'll find a way to break the seal in your body during next month's festival."
Song Qi seemed thoughtful: "That's good?"
"I'll do anything for the demon race."
Song Qi looked at Ji Xuan, unsure of what to say.
"Who are my parents? According to you, I have absolutely no connection with the Fang family." Song Qi realized that the plot was starting to get weird.
“You are the only descendant of the Mo family of the Demon Clan left.” Ji Xuan lowered his eyes. “Half of the Mo family members died at the hands of Lu Yuhuai’s master, and another part was killed by Lu Yuhuai.”
Song Qi raised an eyebrow, and a classic tragic love story unfolded.
Not just master and disciple! He was actually the murderer of her own parents, the one who caused her family's destruction!
Thankfully, she didn't go for the romance storyline, otherwise I really would have thrown up.
"But I don't like the Demon Realm."
"Who would like it?" Ji Xuan smirked. "What do you think we've been fighting over all these years? It's just for a better living environment in Kyushu. Who would like such a gloomy place?"
Song Qi swirled the cup.
“You can’t go back to the Nine Provinces. If you stay in the Demon Clan, you will go even further. If the seal is not broken, your cultivation will only reach the Golden Core stage at most,” Ji Xuan said, secretly observing Song Qi’s expression.
For Song Qi, there was no difference between using spiritual energy and demonic energy; as long as he could control himself, it was all the same.
"Then what do you need me to do? Why do you say I'm a turning point?"
"The High Priest hasn't figured that out yet."
"Once you break the seal, I will abdicate in your favor, how about it?"
Song Qi smiled and said, "No need."
Ji Xuan's connections within the Demon Clan over the years cannot be determined by a single title; here, status is determined by strength.
Feng Tuo remained calm, his expression appearing relaxed.
The problem that had been troubling him for so many days was finally solved, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief.
He didn't have any particular reaction to whether Song Qi had become a demon or not.
They're all related to the Song dynasty anyway.
What do you think?
“I don’t know.” Song Qi paused in tapping the table. “So I’ve decided to stop thinking about it and agree to break the seal.”
This is something that can't be avoided. Ji Xuan will sit here and talk to her properly now. If she doesn't agree, she'll probably be tied up and wait for next month to arrive.
"That's great." Ji Xuan's eyes lit up. "I'll go talk to the High Priest. If you want anything, just tell the people around you. I'm going now."
Song Qi: ...
“If the seal is broken, your demonic energy will spread, and it will be very difficult to return to the Nine Provinces.” Feng Tuo looked at Song Qi.
“It’s not like we necessarily have to go back.” Song Qi stroked the Qingyuan Sword in his hand.
Ever since Ji Xuan said that Song Qi was a demon, the Qingyuan Sword has remained silent.
"What are you thinking? If you want to break the contract with me, do it now, or you'll miss this opportunity," Song Qi said.
Qingyuan Sword was in a dilemma. He had finally found a suitable person, but it turned out to be a member of the Demon Clan. If he missed this one, he didn't know how long he would have to wait to meet the next one.
But he felt ashamed that his sword had become a demon.
“Let’s break the contract,” Qingyuan sighed. “Even though you haven’t done anything yet, I can’t tolerate myself being tainted by demonic energy.”
"Hmm." Song Qi made no attempt to stop him.
Qingyuan was somewhat surprised by Song Qi's decisive actions and strongly suspected that Song Qi had already found a backup plan.
"If you don't say something nice, I might not break the contract." The Azure Abyss Sword shook slightly, somewhat dissatisfied. As a divine sword, it shouldn't be treated like this.
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