When Jingzhe saw Wuyai with his feathers standing on end and his legs trembling like leaves, he said in a slow voice, "Good bird, don't be afraid, Your Majesty will surely turn misfortune into good fortune."
"Gah..."
After a long while, Wuya finally stammered, "Damn nightmare! It scared my little face to death and made my little paws ice cold."
"I already said it was a dream, what's there to be afraid of?"
Jingzhe gently stroked Wuya's shiny black face and comforted it in a low voice.
Wuya said with great concern, "Jingzhe, do you still remember what that Taoist priest with the rotten corner of his mouth said a hundred years ago? He said that Your Majesty would eventually die at the hands of a woman. In the nightmare, Your Majesty died at the hands of Aqian."
"It seems that you are plagued by nightmares because you are overthinking."
"I hope so."
Wuya sighed deeply, and the image of its neck being twisted off by Fuchen suddenly reappeared in its mind.
To be honest, it didn't have a good impression of dust.
Even though everyone says he's as elegant as a chrysanthemum, the dust in his eyes always carries a hint of gloom...
"Cough cough—"
Just then, Leng Ye, who was unconscious, suddenly started coughing uncontrollably.
Xuan Qianning stared at Leng Ye, whose face was half-stained with dark red blood, and was so frightened that she seemed to have lost her soul, wiping away her tears and sobbing softly.
Upon seeing this, Pharmacist Gu's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
He gently wiped away the mottled bloodstains on Leng Ye's face and said with particular certainty, "Once the foul blood is expelled, the Demon Lord's body will be fully healed."
"How exactly did Your Excellency get injured?"
Zhi Mo didn't want to interrupt, fearing it would attract Xuan Qian Ning's attention, but she was genuinely worried about Leng Ye's health, so she mustered up the courage to ask.
The apothecary said solemnly, "When the Demon Lord was repairing someone else's immortal body, he was attacked by a strange evil energy. This evil energy had been lurking in the Demon Lord's bloodline, greedily sucking his essence. Fortunately, this evil energy revealed its true form due to the wound on the Demon Lord's chest. Once the evil energy is expelled, the Demon Lord will be able to awaken."
That's good.
Hearing what Pharmacist Gu said, Xuan Qianning finally felt relieved.
With a worried look on her face, Zhi Mo pressed Pharmacist Gu for an answer, "How could the Demon Lord be possessed by evil spirits for no reason?"
“A while ago, the Blood Demon appeared in the Nine Heavens. It seems that this strange evil aura must have come from the Blood Demon.” Seeing that Zhi Mo’s face was full of worry, the Pharmacist Gu comforted her, “Please rest assured, Madam. The Demon Lord has a good constitution and will recover soon.”
Xuan Qianning frowned unhappily, coldly glancing at Zhimo, who was cowering timidly in a corner like a quail, her killing intent fully revealed.
Even Xuan Fengqian isn't worthy of competing with her for a man.
What makes Zhi Mo so special?
Sooner or later, she would make Zhimo and her unborn child die.
"The Demon Lord needs to rest. I'm here to guard this place, so there won't be any problems. You may all leave." Xuan Qianning acted like the mistress of the house, arrogantly raising her chin.
"yes."
Seeing this, everyone left Leng Ye's bedroom.
Wuya couldn't stand Xuan Qianning's arrogant and domineering manner and was about to step forward to argue with her when Jingzhe pulled him into her sleeve. "Good bird, the Demon Lord needs to rest. Believe me, she will definitely not harm the Demon Lord. If you really care about the Demon Lord, the most important thing is to go to Qingfeng Palace and tell Princess Xiantian about the Demon Lord's current situation."
"Gah..."
Wuya knew that Xuanfengqian's mind was made up, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, her wedding with Dijun would proceed as scheduled tomorrow.
Instead of going to Qingfeng Palace, why not take advantage of Fuchen's time to sweep the dust outside and explore his Dust-Sweeping Abode?
Perhaps, there will be some unexpected gains.
Thinking of this, it was too lazy to argue with Xuan Qianning, and with a "whoosh," it flew away without a trace.
After an unknown amount of time, Leng Ye, who was unconscious, suddenly began to murmur in his sleep.
Xuan Qianning quickly shook off her tired look and perked up, asking in a sweet voice, "Your Majesty, are you thirsty?"
"A-Qian..."
"Ah Qian, you believe in me. I swear, in this life and the next, I will only love you..."
Leng Ye's eyes were tightly closed as he mumbled unconsciously.
After hearing his ramblings clearly, Xuan Qianning's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Xuan Fengqian, you just wait!"
She clenched her fists tightly, her teeth clenched in hatred.
It was at this moment that Xuan Qianning realized that her real opponent was not the soon-to-be-born Zhimo, but Xuan Fengqian, who was about to marry someone else.
To completely sever the connection between Xuan Fengqian and Leng Ye, Xuan Qianning casually picked up the nine-section demon whip from beside Leng Ye's pillow and quietly tied it to her waist.
The next instant, under the cover of late summer, she leaped out of the window and hurried towards the direction of the Immortal Realm.
—
Immortal Realm, Demon-Sealing Tower
Ji Shuo was imprisoned in a cage on the top floor, his blood-red mouth agape, howling hysterically.
She had always thought that the White Emperor harbored a sliver of compassion for her.
Unexpectedly, he wanted to kill Xuan Fengqian.
Not long ago, the White Emperor cunningly used the Nine Netherworld Divine Bird as bait to lure her into a trap, but she was overjoyed, thinking it was a token of love from the White Emperor.
It wasn't until he wielded the heavy black iron sword and slashed fiercely at her shoulder and neck that Ji Shuo realized that the White Emperor had no feelings for her at all.
"Xuanxiao, I curse you! May you never have the love you desire, and may your wife and children be torn apart, for all eternity!"
"Yuan Heng, Xuan Fengqian! You two, die! Die!"
...
Ji Shuo, with disheveled hair, gripped the iron bars of the cage tightly with both hands. He was almost insane, sometimes wailing and sometimes cursing.
She stepped barefoot on the dark, cold blood, cursing Yuan Heng and Xuan Fengqian with the most vicious words.
"So many years have passed, and you're still so impatient."
He was dressed in white, with a faint air of aloofness between his brows. At first glance, he seemed like a handsome and refined gentleman in a turbid world.
He completely ignored the demons grinding their teeth and sucking blood beside his ear, and moved freely through the pitch-black Demon-Sealing Tower.
"Master, please get me out of here! I want to tear that bitch Yuan Heng's face to shreds!"
Upon hearing Fu Chen's voice, Ji Shuo's mouth boiled and his eyes turned red.
What's the rush?
The dust motif stood firmly in front of the cage, spotless and clean, seemingly out of place with the surrounding darkness and decay.
"Xuanxiao shows no mercy and wants to kill me. How can I swallow this insult?"
Ji Shuo's battered hands gripped the rusty iron railing tightly. His entire body seemed to suddenly lose its balance, and he slowly slid down the railing.
Fu Chen slowly squatted down, and a sinister glint suddenly appeared in his clear, bright eyes.
"Would you like to have a beautiful face?" He hooked her chin with one finger, his voice carrying a hint of seduction.
Ji Shuo subconsciously raised his hand to cover her disfigured half of her face, gritting his teeth as he said, "Sooner or later, I will make Yuan Heng taste what it's like to be disfigured."
"Xuanfeng Qian is getting married tomorrow, and Yuanheng will return to the Immortal Realm tonight. At that time, you only need to take over her body to seize everything she has."
"Yuan Heng actually wants to return to the Immortal Realm? Let me out right now, or I'll go kill her."
Ji Shuo's eyes flashed with a chilling bloodlust, and his face was contorted with rage.
Fu Chen's handsome brows furrowed slightly, and he said impatiently, "Foolish. Do you think you alone can defeat the Five Heavenly Emperors and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers?"
After hearing what Fu Chen said, Ji Shuo gradually calmed down.
She clutched her heaving chest, her nostrils flaring slightly from deep breathing. "Master, what should I do?"
Fu Chen curled his lips slightly and said unhurriedly, "Didn't I teach you how to possess someone else's body? As long as your will is strong enough, you can occupy her body indefinitely. Then, you can do whatever you want with her appearance, and even the White Emperor will fall at your feet."
"But... how can I break free from this cage?"
Ji Shuo was clearly persuaded by Fu Chen, but this black iron cage was not something ordinary people could freely enter and exit.
Even though she had cultivated the Blood Demon Body, her physical body still could not break through the shackles and rush into the cage.
"Don't rush, let me finish what I have to say first." Fu Chen said, then took out a black porcelain bottle from his sleeve. "After you take over Yuan Heng's body, you must make sure Xuan Fengqian takes the Hehuan Powder. You must hide the hatred in your eyes very well. If Xuan Fengqian notices even the slightest flaw, all your efforts will be in vain."
"Why feed her this? Are you planning to find thousands of men to defile that little slut?"
Ji Shuo's eyes lit up, and he spoke with particular excitement.
“You don’t need to worry about anything else, just do as instructed,” Fu Chen said in a deep voice.
In fact, he couldn't bear to mistreat Xuan Fengqian like that.
Although, he has been using her for thousands of years.
However, no one is perfect, and after spending a lot of time with her, I naturally developed different feelings for her.
He secretly planned that once Xuan Fengqian was poisoned by the aphrodisiac, he would transform into the appearance of Di Jun to neutralize its effects.
In this way, Xuan Fengqian would inevitably mistakenly believe that Di Jun had drugged her.
Given her particularly strong-willed nature, she would most likely call off the engagement on the spot.
Then, he would find another opportunity to send her to the Netherworld to ensure the plan could proceed smoothly.
Ji Shuo glanced at Fu Chen, who was frequently lost in thought, and said repeatedly, "I promise you. Just think of a way to get me out of this cage."
Fu Chen replied, "The Xuan Tie cage can only be entered, not exited. Unless you destroy your own body, I will use magic to preserve your soul."
"No!"
Ji Shuo shook his head in strong resistance.
She spent thousands of years reshaping her physical body; she could not so easily destroy the fruits of those thousands of years.
Fu Chen's expression softened as he tried his best to persuade Ji Shuo, "Soon, you will possess Yuan Heng's body, won't you? Furthermore, the White Emperor has ordered that you be executed on a chosen day. Your only chance of survival is to destroy your physical body."
After much hesitation, Ji Shuo finally hardened his heart and nodded heavily, "Okay, I promise you."
Having received a satisfactory answer, Fu Chen then ignited the blazing fire between his fingers onto Ji Shuo's body.
With a loud crash, Ji Shuo perished in the raging flames.
"ah--"
Ji Shuo cried out in agony in the fire, struggling and roaring hysterically. Her bulging eyes were bloodshot, as if they would fall out of their sockets at any moment, making her look extremely creepy.
Fu Chen slowly rose to his feet, looking calmly at Ji Shuo, who was howling in agony in the flames, and felt an immense sense of satisfaction.
He had become obsessed with the feeling of torturing others, though he didn't know when it started.
The crimson firelight illuminated his pale, paper-white face.
He still looked so clean, even his smile was as pure as a spring in the forest, without the slightest impurity.
But after looking at it for a while, all that's left is a chilling feeling.
After about fifteen minutes, when Ji Shuo had been burned to ashes, Fu Chen slowly took out an empty bottle from his sleeve and put Ji Shuo's soul into the porcelain bottle.
In fact, he could have spared Ji Shuo the pain of being burned alive and simply ended her life with a single blow.
However, he preferred to see her struggling in the fire.
So pathetic, so ferocious, so... interesting!
—
Half an hour later
The Celestial Realm, South Heavenly Gate
Xuan Qianning looked at the particularly grand scene before her and lowered her head, trying to avoid Yuan Heng's phoenix carriage.
Who would have thought?
Yuan Heng spotted her at a glance.
To her surprise, Yuan Heng changed her usual cold demeanor and naturally took her hand, saying warmly, "I can't believe how much Ning'er has grown up in the blink of an eye."
The White Emperor strode forward, his face beaming with joy, and said, "So many years have passed, yet Heng'er remains unchanged, still as radiant and beautiful as ever."
"Is that so?"
Yuan Heng smiled faintly. Although she had just experienced a terrible disaster, she was willing to endure another raging fire as long as she could stay by Bai Di's side forever.
Over the years, the White Emperor had grown accustomed to Yuan Heng's indifference.
Now, seeing her finally smile at him, Bai Di was overjoyed.
Before he knew it, his eyes reddened. Ignoring the stares of others, he pulled Yuan Heng into his arms. "Heng'er, it is I who have wronged you."
Xuan Qianning glanced indifferently at Yuan Heng, who was nestled in Bai Di's arms, and suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
For some reason, she always felt a special connection with Yuan Heng in front of her.
It's more like her long-dead stepmother...
"Mother!"
Surrounded by a group of fairy maidens, Xuan Fengqian walked over with a smile.
This was the first time she had seen Yuan Heng since she transmigrated into the book.
However, perhaps because of their blood ties, she did not feel any sense of unfamiliarity.
"My A-Qian has grown into a beautiful young woman."
Yuan Heng slowly turned around, her face filled with joy, and tears welled up in her eyes with excitement.
"Mother, you are so forgetful. Didn't I go to Penglai a few months ago?"
Xuan Fengqian, relying on the memories of the original owner of this body, spoke in a slightly playful manner.
"What Mother means is that you're getting married in just a few months. To be honest, it's a little hard to let you go." Yuan Heng's smile was slightly stiff, but she quickly realized what was going on.
Looking at their harmonious scene, Xuan Qianning felt increasingly like an outsider.
However, she was born proud and would never easily admit defeat.
After a moment of contemplation, Xuan Qianning walked over to Xuan Fengqian and slightly raised her chin. "Qianqian, congratulations."
"Thank you, sister."
Xuan Fengqian immediately spotted the nine-section demonic whip that Xuan Qianning had tied around her waist.
She knew perfectly well that Xuan Qianning's rush to come was simply to show off Leng Ye's affection for her.
However, she didn't take Leng Ye seriously at all.
Even if he handed over the entire Nine Netherworld to Xuan Qianning, she wouldn't feel the slightest bit sad.
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