Chapter 48 Spell-Making Prodigy Girl VS. The Demon Lord Who Shares Her Bed 21
The Quiet Pavilion of the Demon Palace.
Ruan Lingyue was placed here. The building was not large, but fortunately the surrounding environment was quiet and undisturbed.
Since she chose to return to the Demon Realm, she was also prepared to completely sever ties with her past. She was never suited to cultivate immortal arts; becoming a demon cultivator was the best choice for her.
She has been undergoing marrow cleansing and qi transformation these days, and everything is going very smoothly. She will be able to cultivate demonic arts soon.
Qi Suihuan did treat her quite well; many of the people who stayed in the pavilion to serve her were former employees of the General's Mansion.
Many of the demon generals who patrol and guard the area every day are also her father's former subordinates.
...
With nothing to do, Jiang Zhiyi wandered aimlessly through the vast Demon Palace. Seemingly unintentionally, but actually deliberately, she ended up at Ruan Lingyue's quiet pavilion.
"No unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter." The demon general guarding the door did not recognize her and stopped her from entering.
"I've come to find Ruan Lingyue."
The demon general glanced at her, then hesitated.
She was followed by a number of witches and guards, exuding an imposing aura. Although her background was unknown, it was clear that she was of considerable status.
"Let her in," Ruan Lingyue's voice came from inside.
Upon hearing this, the demon general finally allowed them to pass.
As soon as she entered, she saw Ruan Lingyue sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, with many thick books on the table.
"Miss Jiang, you've come uninvited. Is there something you need?" Ruan Lingyue's tone was unusually cold.
After arriving in the Demon Realm, Ruan Lingyue learned about Jiang Zhiyi's curse on Qi Suihuan. Coupled with the events that had occurred in the Forbidden Abyss and the Immortal Sect, it was inevitable that she harbored resentment.
"It's nothing, I'm just looking around." Jiang Zhiyi glanced around, picked up a book from the table, and began to read it carefully.
If she remembered correctly, these were all books kept in the Demon Realm's Treasure Pavilion.
Qi Suihuan was very stingy. At first, she was reluctant to show the key to her, but later, after Qi Suihuan forcibly took the key, she was able to freely enter and exit the treasure pavilion.
Later, she secretly took many treasures from the treasure pavilion, and it's unknown whether Qi Suihuan discovered it.
But even if he finds out, it won't matter, since she's not going to return it anyway.
“Miss Jiang, I advise you to lift the curse as soon as possible and leave the demon realm. You are the young master of the Jiang family, why should you be so humble? Don’t be too attached to matters of the heart.”
Jiang Zhiyi didn't pay attention to her words and said in a serious tone, "You don't understand."
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night.
Inside the quiet room, the lamps were still lit, and the candlelight flickered.
Ruan Lingyue was sitting cross-legged, practicing her martial arts as usual.
She was surrounded by a faint dark aura, which was the spiritual energy fluctuation she emitted when she was cultivating her techniques.
One must be fully focused during cultivation, without the slightest distraction, otherwise there is a risk of going astray and becoming possessed by demons.
Ruan Lingyue knew this well and dared not make a mistake.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands moved rapidly in front of her body, changing hand seals.
However, in the shadows she couldn't see, a faintly glowing silver magic circle was quietly emerging.
The magic circle slowly rotated.
An invisible force began to spread, gradually permeating Ruan Lingyue's consciousness.
Suddenly, a familiar yet authoritative voice echoed in Ruan Lingyue's mind. It was Lingzhen's voice: "I have taught you for many years. Now that you have betrayed the immortal sect and are cultivating demonic arts, I will pretend I have no disciple like you!"
The voice echoed in her mind like a booming bell, shaking her to her core.
The scene shifts to the familiar disciples of the immortal sects, but their eyes are filled with malice, and every word they utter is an insult to her.
"A disgrace to the sect!"
"The murderer who harmed his fellow disciples!"
It was all vicious insults.
"No! I'm not! Master, Master!" Ruan Lingyue tried to defend herself, but the voices grew louder and more terrifying until they completely drowned her out.
She felt her blood rush to her head, and intense emotions surged within her.
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth.
The crimson bloodstains looked particularly shocking in the dim candlelight.
The demon generals who were protecting her outside heard the commotion and were startled, so they rushed inside.
Ruan Lingyue lay on the ground, her eyes closed, her face as pale as paper, and she had already fainted.
The spiritual energy around her was chaotic and disordered, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
"Help! Someone come quick!" the demon general shouted.
In an instant, the quiet pavilion was in chaos as the guards of the Demon Palace rushed over, their steps hurried and flustered.
The doctor arrived quickly. He walked to Ruan Lingyue's side, squatted down, and carefully took her pulse.
A moment later, he stood up.
"Miss Ruan was so angry that her meridians were severed. There is still residual reversed spiritual energy in her body, which can only be completely removed with the purest and most refined demonic energy."
"Has His Majesty returned? Perhaps only His Majesty's pure demonic energy can save her," a guard asked anxiously.
"His Majesty should be returning tonight. Send two people to guard the palace gate. As soon as His Majesty returns, go and report to him, and beg His Majesty to help." The physician hurriedly instructed.
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Outside the palace, a demon general rushed toward Qi Suihuan in a panic.
"Your Majesty!" The demon general ran to Qi Suihuan, knelt on one knee, and was very anxious.
"What is it?" Qi Suihuan stopped and looked over with a frown.
He recognized him; this was the demon general protecting Ruan Lingyue.
"Miss Ruan's life is in grave danger; she needs pure demonic energy to heal her wounds. Please, Your Excellency, save her life!"
Qi Suihuan frowned even more deeply. He knew that this attempt to rebuild his cultivation was extremely dangerous, and one wrong move could mean his death on the spot.
If Ruan Lingyue were to suddenly die, those old acquaintances in the General's Mansion... would be in real trouble.
"Please, Your Majesty, save her! Any later and Miss Ruan will be dead!" The demon general said again when he saw Qi Suihuan hesitate.
Qi Suihuan remained silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and led his people toward the direction of Jingge.
...
[Master, will the female lead be alright?] Tuantuan was a little worried that the female lead might really die.
"What's there to be afraid of? She won't die." This time, it was Jiang Zhiyi who deliberately plotted against the female lead.
More importantly, she deliberately left a flaw when setting up the formation. Given Qi Suihuan's suspicious nature, he would definitely send someone to investigate such a strange matter.
Once the investigation reaches her, he certainly won't let her off easily. Now that the plot has progressed this far, it's time for her to exit the story.
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