Chapter 140 How delightful! The outer robe that was left behind proved very useful; Xi Congshuang rarely wore such a bright color. ...
The outer robe that was left behind came in very handy; Xi Congshuang rarely wore such a bright color.
She wore a deep red, wide robe, which was left open without a belt, and her white shirt underneath was slightly dirty. For some reason, it seemed exceptionally alluring to Su Wenxin.
Xi Congshuang was originally a cultivator who had cleansed the impurities in her body. She was used to wearing white and blue robes, and was calm and elegant. She seemed weak and frail, but in fact, she was very capable.
It seems that nothing in the world can stump her; she can always find a glimmer of hope.
Having been by her side for many years, Su Wenxin would have found it hard to believe she was a demon if she hadn't personally witnessed Xi Congshuang's demon bloodline awakening several times and seen that the red mark between her brows truly existed.
Upon careful recollection, Su Wenxin had never associated her with demonic bloodline unless she had actively revealed her demonic features.
It was also because Xi Congshuang's image of being pure and gentle was so deeply ingrained in people's minds that Su Wenxin no longer felt afraid after seeing her so often, and often felt sorry for the pain she suffered.
But things are different now. Xi Congshuang, dressed in red, is indeed noticeably different from before. It's like a traditional Chinese ink painting with a few more bright colors, yet it doesn't look out of place; it blends in perfectly.
When she glanced at me, the beauty mark under her eye made me look vibrant and lively, unlike before when I was aloof and detached from the world.
As expected of someone with half demon blood, even without intentional actions, they can bewitch people without their knowledge.
Xi Congshuang had no idea what Su Wenxin was thinking. She quickly straightened her clothes and reached out to her, saying, "Let's go back first."
Su Wenxin placed her hand in her palm, and in a flash, she was back in the Demon Palace.
When a cultivator's cultivation level is low, they need to use spiritual artifacts to set up arrays. Once their cultivation level increases, they can set up arrays by performing hand seals, reducing the need for spiritual artifacts and greatly shortening the time required.
With Xi Congshuang's cultivation level, ordinary formations can be set up without the need for spiritual artifacts or hand seals; they can be created at will.
For example, the teleportation array that flashed past beneath their feet was the location of the Demon Palace.
Li Xiangyue, who had changed into another robe, was also taken aback when she saw Xi Congshuang. She asked again, "Are you really not considering taking over the position of Demon Lord?"
Xi Congshuang straightened her collar: "No, when are we going back?"
When she said "go back," she was naturally referring to the cultivation world.
The barrier beneath Tianxin City's gates, which is easy to enter but difficult to exit, posed no challenge to Xi Congshuang, let alone Li Xiangyue.
She has guarded the entrance to the abyss for many years, letting so many pots of tea cool down. This is not what those demonic cultivators thought; the demons have long coveted the cultivation world.
She simply kept her promise and waited for her lover to come to her, but who knew that she would wait for hundreds of years.
Those demonic cultivators had no idea that she was the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. They even tried to win her over with words of persuasion, but when she remained unmoved, they resorted to threats and inducements.
It was only after Li Xiangyue killed several stubborn and deluded demonic cultivators that things quieted down around her.
Who would have thought that the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, who inspires fear in all, would be so unassuming?
Faced with his daughter's repeated rejections, the unassuming demon lord, with a motherly heart, shook his head in regret.
Xi Congshuang went inside to change her clothes, ignoring Li Xiangyue who was following behind her and muttering to herself.
Fortunately, Li Xiangyue stopped outside the door and watched helplessly as it closed.
Xi Congshuang changed into her usual light blue robe, which stood out against the rich and colorful colors of the Demon Realm. Other demons thought she was being aloof, but in fact, she was just used to wearing this color.
Not far away, Li Xiangyue and Su Wenxin whispered: "I really think she's quite sanctimonious. It's just a pity she won't agree to me. Why don't you try to persuade her? When you become the Demon Queen, you'll be very powerful."
The phrase "hypocritical and sanctimonious" is not a derogatory term for the demon race; rather, it is a term of high praise.
Of course, referring only to the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan does not mean that other Demon Clan members think the same way.
Su Wenxin: "..."
Are demons so refreshingly unconventional when they try to persuade people to become demons?
It was probably Su Wenxin's troubled expression that gave Li Xiangyue the answer. The muttering first weakened a bit, but then, as if remembering something, the muttering grew louder and louder.
Li Xiangyue: "I'll tell you and you'll know. I don't believe you're not curious. If she succeeds as the Demon Lord, the demons in the Demon Realm will see that she is gentle and refined, seemingly weak and frail, and think she is easy to deal with, so they will come to kill her."
"As a result, the refined new Demon Lord is not only the young master of the Flying Immortal Palace in the cultivation world, but also, when he does make a move, countless people are killed or injured, and all demons bow down in submission. In the cultivation world, he still retains his status as the young master and inherits the position of the number one immortal palace master in the world."
"To rule over two realms and have influence over both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds, how awesome would that be?"
"..." Su Wenxin's expression gradually went blank. The first thing she thought of when she heard Li Xiangyue's words was the Qingfeng Sect.
He broke through the barrier of the Cliff of Contemplation, and even led her through the encirclement, leaving everyone behind.
The corridor was filled with spring, and my expression gradually went blank. I couldn't quite picture that scene, but honestly, it was quite exhilarating.
The closed palace door suddenly opened, and Xi Congshuang walked out: "Stop looking at those messy things."
Li Xiangyue turned around and said in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about? We demons don't like reading books."
Jin Weichun, standing to one side, said confidently, "This subordinate testifies for the Demon Lord that Your Majesty never reads books. Your Majesty says that reading books is too tiring and troublesome, so why not just listen to the explanations of books?"
Li Xiangyue nodded repeatedly. This was the first time Mo Sheng had seriously read a book in the Land of Inheritance, and he learned that he had no soul and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. After that, he disliked reading even more.
It's a headache just to look at him. After meeting Xi Huaizhen, he cherishes his life even more, fearing that if he dies accidentally, he won't be able to reincarnate and will be separated from his beloved forever.
Although this is unlikely to happen.
Xi Congshuang frowned: "The joy of listening to storytellers is nothing compared to the fun of discovering things for yourself. It's easy to be influenced by the storyteller's subjectivity."
Li Xiangyue: "How could that be? Storytellers often bring up details that I, the venerable one, have never noticed. It's also a great pleasure."
Xi Congshuang: "If you can't even notice the details when you look at it yourself, then it's not important."
Li Xiangyue: "A demon only has one pair of eyes; there are many places it can't notice."
Seeing the topic suddenly shift from succeeding to the Demon Lord's throne to the completely unrelated question of whether reading stories was better because others said it was better or because they read them themselves, they even started arguing about it.
Su Wenxin: "..." Neither of you, mother and daughter, should speak ill of each other.
Who reads storybooks if they're a decent person?
The matter was not resolved in time, so Xi Congshuang used the excuse of needing to go into seclusion for a few days to stabilize her cultivation level, and quickly left with Su Wenxin, whose face was blank.
Li Xiangyue, who was in high spirits and insisted on dragging Xi Congshuang to the abyss with her, felt deeply regretful.
A moment later, Li Xiangyue clenched her fist and slapped her palm: "How infuriating! She fooled us again!"
*
Since its construction, Tianxin City has a history of thousands of years. As it has grown to its current size, it has become the last line of defense between the cultivation world and the abyss.
The cities on the far outskirts were not as disorderly, factional, or uncontrollable gray areas as the cultivators in the central regions had imagined.
It's inevitable that this place is a melting pot of all sorts of people, but with a powerful figure in charge, order is barely maintained and control is still possible. Even if demonic cultivators hide their identities and infiltrate, they dare not cause trouble in the city.
Outside the city, things are completely different; those who leave the city are considered resources, regardless of life or death.
Today, as usual, was a cloudy day with persistent overcast skies, but the market remained as bustling as ever.
Cultivators who have stayed here for a long time know that these dark clouds are brought by the malevolent energy of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield 600 miles outside the city. They don't rain, but just hang heavily under the sky.
"It's been a long time since I've been to the human world. I remember the first time I came to Tianxin City, it wasn't called Tianxin City. It was just a small village with a population of less than a hundred."
Amidst the throng of people, some sat by the window of the restaurant, gazing out into the distance.
This person was Li Xiangyue. She was dying and guarding the Demon Palace for spring. She went out alone with Xi Congshuang. As soon as she sneaked into the city, she was attracted by the aroma of food in the distance.
By the time Su Wenxin realized what was happening, the table was already laden with delicious-looking dishes.
Xi Congshuang paused in her chopsticks, then suddenly looked up at the figures watching the commotion by the window. She was still unaware of what she had said wrong, and continued to look down, marveling at how much things had changed.
It is two thousand years old, but when I first came here, Tianxin City was still a small village.
It should be noted that Tianxin City has existed for thousands of years. Its predecessor was not only a small village with a population of less than a hundred, but it was not called Tianxin City.
It is famous because the Celestial Venerable Tianxin ascended to heaven three thousand years ago, and the city has been named after her Buddhist name ever since.
Soon, Li Xiangyue withdrew her gaze and asked, "So, what did your junior sister in the Flying Immortal Palace say to you?"
Unable to hide the red mark between her eyebrows, she imitated the mortal women by drawing a floral design on it and also used a trick to dye her hair black.
Xi Congshuang, on the other hand, did not have such worries. She was born with human blood, so hiding the demonic mark between her eyebrows was an easy task for her.
The young woman sitting in front of Li Xiangyue now has black hair and bright eyes. After her cultivation has crossed two major realms, the spiritual energy in her spiritual veins flows smoothly. She remains calm and composed, and her spirit is much more vigorous.
Unexpectedly, even after Xi Congshuang had been away from Feixian Palace for many years, there were still people in the palace willing to help her conceal her whereabouts while passing on information from the palace to her.
He had given up on passing the Demon Lord's throne to Xi Congshuang because she said that if he couldn't defend the Demon Palace, but after seeing her in red, which suited her perfectly, the thought resurfaced.
After witnessing Xi Congshuang's methods since leaving home, they became even more eager to try.
Li Xiangyue turned around and coaxed, "Are you really not planning to have your cake and eat it too?"
Then she could make Huaizhen keep her promise and travel with her through the mountains and rivers, ignoring worldly affairs.
"No." Xi Congshuang refused decisively, then said the message she had received, "The Palace Master is in seclusion at Chongxue Pavilion."
These are the junior sister's exact words. The elders kept it a secret very well. Apart from a few elders and the chief disciple Lan Hui, no one else knew that the palace master was a fake palace master.
The junior sister also urged the young palace master to return as soon as possible, saying that the matter of Elder Qu had long been settled and there were no more rumors.
Xi Congshuang thought for a moment and replied, "Okay."
At that moment, the junior sister was attending class in the academy and had no idea what kind of answer she had received.
After class, she was about to take out her communication bell to see if she had received a reply when she was caught off guard and heard Xi Congshuang's voice respond.
"Huh? Okay?" The junior sister looked puzzled and listened again. "The young palace master said it's okay??"
"Young Palace Master? Were you just talking about the Young Palace Master?"
A voice came from behind her. The voice sounded familiar, and the junior sister was startled. She slowly turned around and said, "Senior Sister."
It turned out that the senior sister had somehow appeared behind the junior sister, overheard her words, and then turned to ask her questions.
*
Far away in Tianxin City, Li Xiangyue finished eating and drinking and put down her chopsticks.
Xi Congshuang took out a spirit stone from her sleeve and placed it on the table: "Let's go."
Before setting off, Xi Congshuang took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Su Wenxin: "Take a Qingxin Pill first. Traveling thousands of miles in an instant can easily make cultivators feel unwell."
Su Wenxin ate the pills, and as expected, they were all very bitter. She was then given a piece of candied fruit to relieve the bitterness. Seeing this, Li Xiangyue across the table kept winking and making faces, showing no awareness of being a powerful elder.
Inside the Flying Immortal Palace, Lan Hui, who was on patrol at the academy, stared at her junior sister.
She knew this junior sister. Not only did she know her, but a few years ago she introduced her to Xi Congshuang and asked Xi Congshuang to give her guidance.
It worked very well. She decided to seize this moment of enlightenment and go into seclusion. After a few days, she emerged from seclusion and became a Golden Core cultivator.
The bottleneck that had plagued her for years was broken through by the young palace master's few words, allowing her to successfully form her core. The junior sister has always been grateful for this.
Later, when she heard that the young master had escaped from the Qingfeng Sect, everyone in the Feixian Palace was searching for him. After thinking about it, the junior sister decided not to say that she could contact the young master.
Occasionally, she would help Xi Congshuang with some trivial matters, but she was careless and was overheard by her senior sister who happened to be passing by.
Lan Hui said seriously, "Junior Sister Di Zhi, tell me the truth, have you known the whereabouts of the young palace master all these years?"
She was still worried about Xi Congshuang's injuries, and wondered what the young palace master would experience in the next few years.
If the junior sister in the palace clearly knows the whereabouts of the young palace master but doesn't tell her, it would really infuriate her, the senior sister.
Junior Sister Di Zhi quickly shook her head: "Of course I don't know that. I only occasionally get to say a few words to the young palace master."
Since it was impossible to hide it any longer, Di Zhi opened the communication bell in her palm: "This communication artifact has been modified by the young palace master. Only the other party can actively seek me out; I cannot seek her out."
Lan Hui was taken aback. Just as she was about to take the communication bell, her junior sister Di Zhi trembled and almost dropped what she was holding.
At the same time, a loud bang was heard, causing the ground to shake.
Soon, a second loud bang followed. Di Zhi, the junior sister, could no longer stand and was about to fall to the ground when Lan Hui grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her back.
Di Zhi: "Thank you, senior sister."
Lan Hui was chillingly cold: "The sound didn't come from the palace gate... Who on earth secretly infiltrated Feixian Palace to launch a sneak attack?"
She hurriedly told Dizhi not to wander off and to take good care of the other junior sisters in the academy, then vanished into the horizon.
Di Zhi steadied herself amidst the violent shaking, a tremor caused by the disturbance of the barrier set up by the Supreme Elder: "Senior Sister..."
Judging by the direction, she headed towards the heart of the Flying Immortal Palace.
The one who sneaked in silently and caused such a commotion was naturally Li Xiangyue.
The woman standing in mid-air was dressed in shimmering red, her sleeves fluttering, and her long, snow-white hair almost made the disciples of the Flying Immortal Palace mistake her for the young palace master returning.
However, her hair was longer than the young palace master's, and she had a red mark between her eyebrows. Her temperament was also more flamboyant and domineering than the young palace master's. She was definitely not the calm and gentle young palace master.
The disciple on duty remained fearless in the face of danger: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Flying Immortal Palace?"
After entering Feixian Palace, Li Xiangyue went straight to Chongxue Pavilion. He had been holding back for many days for this day. Xi Huaizhen was not here, so he didn't bother to argue with Feixian Palace about the idea of "courtesy first, then force".
With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind arose, sending all the disciples on the ground flying down the steps.
Even as they were tumbled to pieces, the disciples of Feixian Palace still shouted a reminder: "Palace Master, be careful!"
"Palace Master, please come out and save us!"
They all thought the palace master was in seclusion inside, unaware that she was being forced into confinement to reflect on her mistakes. Some disciples, out of fear, cried out to her for help.
Little did they know, Xi Tingzhu had no way to get out or escape.
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The fundamental difference between the Greater Demon Clan and the Lesser Demon Clan lies in the fact that one caters to readers of wish-fulfillment stories, while the other caters to readers of love stories filled with passion and hatred. [Eating popcorn emoji]
Orange is in the same group as Snowflake's mom; they're the audience's audience.
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