Chapter 75: Rebirth (V) “I’ve fought you, now you’ve let out your anger. Now…”
That night, Lian Qiang had no dreams and slept soundly.
Near dawn, she woke slightly and turned over. Half asleep, Lian Qiang realized there was someone beside her. She was startled, but then she realized it was Chi Xingji, so she settled down and slid closer to him, ready to fall asleep again.
Chi Xingji seemed startled by her movement and shifted slightly in his sleeping position. Just when Lian Qiang thought he was asleep, a hand gently brushed her hair, caressed her brow, and finally rested on her cheek, motionless.
She was on the verge of waking up and was very unhappy that her sleep was disturbed. She stretched out her hand and waved, but the other person stopped moving.
Lian Qiang only felt two gentle pats on her back, and someone said leisurely, "Go to sleep."
She fell into a deep sleep again.
When Lian Qiang woke up, the candle was half burned out. It was obvious that she had overslept, and the other half of the bed was empty.
Lian Qiang quickly finished washing up and walked into the yard. Fortunately, Chi Xingji did not break the agreement and went alone.
Chi Xingji's back was to her. The spiritual tree, carried by spiritual energy, floated in mid-air. He was carefully combing its veins, tracing its roots inch by inch. He stumbled upon something and paused. Lian Qiang guessed he'd touched some dead leaf or gnarled branch, and was struggling with what to do with it.
Lian Qiang watched for as long as Chi Xingji was busy, lamenting that it was a rare opportunity to have such a leisurely moment.
A long time ago, she actually thought that if they were just an ordinary couple, and not cultivators who wanted to spy on the way of heaven, perhaps they would live a life where the man farmed and the woman wove - but Lian Qiang was just thinking about it. After all, she couldn't imagine Chi Xingji rolling up his trouser legs and going to the fields to farm, and she herself didn't know how to weave cloth or spin hemp.
Moreover, no matter how she thought about it, Chi Xingji, who shared her sorrow, was the most pleasing to the eye and the one who won the first place in her mind.
Chi Xingji didn't do anything in the end. He put the tree away, turned around and saw Lian Qiang, and said in a normal tone: "You're awake."
Seeing that he wasn't surprised that she had just appeared, Lian Qiang said angrily, "Didn't we agree on this last night? It's so late, why didn't you call me?"
Her schedule had been loose recently, with the only important matter being to go look for Jiang Lang. Lian Qiang knew Jiang Lang's personality well, so he probably woke up even later than her, so it wouldn't delay anything. But Lian Qiang felt inexplicably guilty about being lazy, so she wanted to shift the blame to Chi Xingji.
"Seeing you were sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to wake you up. The Demon Lord is not in a hurry anyway, so it won't cause any trouble." Chi Xingji spoke with love. Lian Qiang blushed and secretly complained that if she continued to pester him, she would be the one to blame.
Calculating the time, Jiang Lang should be up by now. Lian Qiang made up her mind and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to find him."
"No hurry," Chi Xingji pointed at her long hair hanging down behind her, "Do you want to meet him like this?"
Lian Qiang touched the back of her head, her face flushing again. She returned to her room and tried to tie her hair up. Chi Xingji watched quietly from behind her. Perhaps because of the audience, her fingers refused to obey her, twisting and untwisting their hair. The face reflected in the bronze mirror looked increasingly bewildered.
Being looked at like this and failing repeatedly, Lian Qiang became angry. She slammed the comb and said angrily, "I don't want to comb my hair anymore!"
As he spoke, Chi Xingji walked over to her side, picked up the comb, patted her shoulder soothingly, and said, "Why are you angry with it for no reason?"
Lian Qiang turned around and glared at him: "Can't I be angry?"
"Of course not," Chi Xingji had more or less reached the threshold that had calmed her down after a few words, "but anger is bad for your health. Since you don't want to comb your hair, let me do it."
When he said that, Lian Qiang became curious: "Do you know how to do women's hairstyle?"
Chi Xingji paused as he was combing her hair and said, "I've never tried it before, but I've seen it a lot, so it shouldn't be too difficult."
This reminded Lian Qiang of an old memory. Before she became possessed by demons, she had to attend daily morning classes. She disliked waking up early, and completing her homework was even more difficult. Every morning, she would almost die in bed, only getting up in a panic when she was truly late.
Chi Xingji couldn't bear to watch it any longer, but he tried his best to pull Lian Qiang out of bed but couldn't, so he could only indulge her, coaxing her to close her eyes and wash herself, changing her clothes and combing her hair, and occasionally stuffing a few snacks into her mouth to fill her stomach.
He didn't know how to do those complicated hairstyles, so he followed the example and did two symmetrical men's buns, one on the left and one on the right. Lian Qiang, who was still sleepy, praised him for his cleverness.
After so many years, her craftsmanship hasn't improved much. Lian Qiang looked in the mirror and found that her hands were much steadier.
After a while of busy work, the hairstyle was a simple one, embellished with a hairpin, barely acceptable. Chi Xingji coughed lightly, trying to excuse his clumsy hands, but Lian Qiang clapped her hands first and praised, "Your Excellency has made remarkable progress."
After she finished speaking, she realized that what she said was wrong, but Chi Xingji didn't notice. He just curled the corners of his lips and said, "As long as you like it."
After a long struggle, the two finally made it out. With Lian Qiang leading the way, the journey was smooth, requiring only a few routine inquiries. After receiving the message, the two successfully met Jiang Lang. Seeing that it was Lian Qiang, Jiang Lang, who was sitting on the high seat, was so relaxed that he didn't even move. "You're here..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, and the wine cup in his hand flew out and hit Chi Xingji in the face!
Chi Xingji did not draw his sword from its sheath, and the wine glass turned into powder two or three steps in front of him, leaving only the wine liquid swirling on the ground.
Everything changed in a flash, and Jiang Lang seemed to be serious about it.
"Your Majesty!" Lian Qiang was anxious and was about to step forward, but Tong Bei, who had just drawn his sword, drew a line on the ground with his sword, trapping him behind the ground and preventing him from taking a single step forward.
"The Demon Lord wants to spar with me, so naturally I will agree." Chi Xingji said in a deep voice. He did not call upon his natal sword, but wanted to fight Jiang Lang with his bare hands.
Jiang Lang flew down from his seat without saying a word, and the demonic energy swept over like an overwhelming force, intending to drown the people inside!
Lian Qiang originally thought that after a long talk with Jiang Lang a few days ago, he had changed his mind. And with her presence today, the situation wouldn't be too embarrassing. At least there would be a chance to explain. But in the end, the two of them started fighting over a disagreement.
The two men had already started fighting. Although Chi Xingji had ascended to heaven a long time ago, he had to suppress his cultivation in the mortal world, and his weapons were not there. Jiang Lang wanted to force him, but this was his home ground, and there was a tendency for the Demon Lord to crush him.
Many of the furnishings in the hall were destroyed. The two seemed determined to fight to the death, but only the area around Lian Qiang remained pure. She was truly anxious, thinking that if she had been able to control Tong Bei before, perhaps she could do so now. She grasped the hilt of her sword and tried to draw it, but Tong Bei, who had previously been so satisfying, refused to obey her command and remained motionless.
She was fighting desperately on this side, while Chi Xingji on the other side had been hit by Jiang Lang's palms several times in a row. It's not that he didn't have the strength to fight back, but he had given up, as if... he was just letting Jiang Lang vent his anger.
Jiang Lang's face was as gloomy as water, but he attacked without restraint, each move was fierce and there was no way to retreat, as if he wanted to bury Chi Xingji here!
If Jiang Lang really killed Chi Xingji, it would be a disaster both publicly and privately. This cannot go on - Lian Qiang gritted his teeth and tried harder. Perhaps the master was not paying enough attention to the sword, and the sword edge loosened a little.
She was overjoyed and exerted force again, and Tongbei was pulled out and held in her hand!
Lian Qiang's heart hardened. She ignored the fact that Tong Bei was gone and the protection she was given would also be gone. She madly injected strength into Tong Bei and threw the sword straight towards the place where the demonic energy and spiritual power met: "Stop!"
She used all her strength in this attack, almost exhausted, but it was like a drop of ink in the sea, unable to create ripples.
But even the smallest drop of ink, when dropped into clear water, could create its own waves. Sensing that another force had emerged from the two, both of them stopped without hesitation and looked towards the source of the force.
Going straight into the spearhead, it was inevitable that she would be affected. Lian Qiang gasped for breath, rubbing her chest, but she couldn't calm down no matter how hard she tried. Chi Xingji flashed over and tried to support her, but she pushed him away without hesitation. She didn't understand. If Chi Xingji didn't fight back, was he going to beat Lang to death and be done with it?
She looked up at Jiang Lang again. She didn't understand him either. She understood Jiang Lang's impulsiveness and anger, but there had to be a limit. If the news of Chi Xingji being seriously injured or killed got out, she didn't believe he hadn't considered the consequences.
Lian Qiang and Jiang Lang remained silent, but someone had to take the stage. Chi Xingji wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and bowed to the Demon Lord, "I am grateful for your skills, Your Majesty."
Jiang Lang looked a little better, not so disheveled, but his clothes were disheveled and no longer radiant. He snorted coldly and turned back to the throne, not even willing to glance at him.
"...I see you two are really ill," Lian Qiang's breathing slowed down, swallowing the slight fishy taste in her throat. "You've been beaten, and now you're out of anger. Can you sit down and talk properly now?"
"No," Jiang Lang said coldly, sitting with his arms crossed, as if he was still angry. "Lian Qiang, I haven't settled the score with you for secretly leading outsiders into the Demon Palace. You still want to talk to me properly?"
His words weren't very pleasant, and Lian Qiang was angry and indifferent. She simply knelt down and said, "Alright, Your Majesty, if you want to kill me or chop me up, I'll do whatever you want. But after the punishment, will you listen to me carefully?"
These words were indeed presumptuous. If Jiang Lang really wanted to, he would probably have a hundred reasons to kill her, but Lian Qiang knew that Jiang Lang was still talking about her first and then Chi Xingji, deliberately making a big deal out of a small matter.
The situation was at a stalemate, and Chi Xingji stepped forward and spoke: "I have no other intention in coming to see you this time. I just want to discuss something with you, Your Majesty."
"If it's Lian Qiang's matter, she has already told me. It's not your turn to elaborate." Jiang Lang waved his hands impatiently, wishing he could ask the two to leave immediately and leave them some peace and quiet.
"This is one part, and there is another part, which is related to--" Chi Xingji's last tone suddenly became softer, and Lian Qiang did not hear it clearly, but she knew that Jiang Lang saw his lip shape clearly, because Jiang Lang's expression, which was cynical just now, gradually became solemn, and he slowly stood up.
In fact, Lian Qiang was keenly aware that after Chi Xingji said that word, the status between the two of them was silently reversed.
The Demon Lord on the high seat grabbed the armrests, clasped his knuckles, and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"
"I swear on my own life that this is not an empty statement." Chi Xingji answered him with certainty.
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