Watching the black bird pluck two or three spirit stones and swallow them, Li Ge gritted his teeth.
That doesn't mean you don't have...
“Junior brother, this is all slander.” Ji Mofan interrupted him.
He finished his tea, got up, took out a ceramic jar from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Li Jinchu.
“You now owe me two favors,” Ji Mofan said.
Upon seeing the pottery jar, all the color drained from Li Geyue's face.
He lunged forward desperately, trying to snatch the pottery jar, or at least smash it. Once he killed the mother Gu, he would never be held back by anyone again.
But Li Jinchu was faster than him.
With the mother Gu in his grasp, excruciating pain instantly spread through his veins to every part of his body. Li Geyue suddenly lost the strength to struggle and collapsed to his knees by the table with a thud.
He should be grateful that there was this table next to him, otherwise he probably would have fallen headfirst to the ground.
It hurt, it hurt so much. Unlike Ji Mofan, who was just trying to teach him a lesson and make him suffer a little, Li Jinchu was really punishing him in a way that made him faint from the pain.
His heart was pounding, constantly urging him to move closer to Li Jinchu.
But her soul continued to resist, her blurred vision stubbornly fixed on Ji Mofan's figure.
As a result of resisting, Li Geyue fainted from the pain.
"This thing of yours is quite useful." Li Jinchu placed the small insect in her palm and examined it carefully, turning it over and over.
“Be careful when you use it, don’t blame me for not warning you.” Ji Mofan pointed with his finger, “It’s called the Love Poison Gu.”
Li Jinchu immediately threw the little insect back into the earthenware jar.
"Are you kidding me?" His expression changed slightly, a rare occurrence.
It would be hilarious if Li Geyue were to fall in love with such a tiny bug.
"The name of the Gu worm is engraved on the bottom of the pottery jar. If you don't believe me, just find a translator who speaks the southern Xinjiang dialect to show it to you." Ji Mo Fan shrugged, quite frankly.
“No wonder he couldn’t contain himself on the day of your Dao Couple Ceremony, even at the risk of being exposed, he still wanted to break in.” Li Jinchu quickly closed the jar and sighed.
Ji Mo Fan did not reply to this.
He only hoped that Li Geyue's current state was truly the result of the Gu worm's influence.
Recalling that day in the spiritual spring of the Yuncang Sword Sect, despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, he still dared to attempt to ambush him.
If Ji Mofan hadn't seen this Gu worm in the Dark Aura Secret Realm beforehand, he wouldn't have been wary of such an ordinary and inconspicuous little insect, and Li Geyue might have actually succeeded in getting it.
"What are you going to do with him after you take him back?" Thinking of this, Ji Mofan couldn't help but ask.
"I will only take his identity jade token back with me." Li Jinchu bent down and picked up the unconscious Li Geyue from the ground. He reached into his Qiankun bag, probed it with his divine sense, and found a green jade token engraved with the character "Li".
"When a member of the Li family is born, the clan chief pricks his fingertip and injects his blood into a jade tablet. After that, the jade tablet becomes connected to the person. When the person dies, the jade tablet shatters."
Ji Mofan blinked. "It's much more convenient than our disciples' soul lamps."
The blood from the fingertip is different from the soul. Although it cannot be said that it has no effect on the person, as long as the cultivation level is high enough, it can be completely ignored.
The most serious harm they can cause is that they can be used in some despicable ways to cast a curse on their master.
However, in this situation, one can use cultivation to counteract the attack, rather than being completely powerless like someone whose soul has been controlled.
But thinking about this...
Ji Mofan couldn't help but think of the wisp of divine soul that the Demon Lord had left in Xihe's hands.
Does the Demon Lord trust this monster so much? He so easily handed over his important secret to it.
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Ji Mo Fan later did not care how Li Jinchu dealt with Li Geyue.
Given his status, there was no need for him to go against the wishes of his family and the various sects of the immortals for the sake of Li Geyue.
Moreover, there was something else that was giving Jimo Fan a headache.
For some inexplicable reason, Xihe was actually very enthusiastic about preparing a grand ceremony to crown her as empress.
The banquet that was promised to those who came from the cultivation world to find Ji Mofan turned into a wedding banquet.
Ji Mofan really couldn't understand what was going on in his head.
Could this be what is known as species isolation?
"You're marrying recklessly while posing as the Demon Lord. Won't he punish you when he returns?" he couldn't help but ask Xihe.
"No, he told me before he left that I could do whatever I wanted." Xihe waved her hand. "At worst, he can just throw you out when he comes back and thinks you're no good."
"...Am I some kind of object that can be tossed around?" Speechless at his overly casual tone, Ji Mo Fan sighed, "Why are you so insistent on making me your Demon Queen? You should at least give me a reason."
"Because you are the first person I've ever met who scoffs at the title of Demon Queen." Xihe's words were simple and straightforward.
Ji Mo Fan frowned slightly.
Although this logic seems a bit far-fetched...
Does that mean he's just deliberately trying to cause trouble for people? To thwart the dreams of those who aspire to become the Demon Queen, while imprisoning those who don't?
"And I think you're quite an interesting child. His Majesty might like you when he returns," Xihe added.
Jimo Fanxin said thank you.
Don't get him into any more messy romantic entanglements.
Is there any way to teach him to ward off unwanted romantic advances?
In this way, he began to miss the days in his previous life when even dogs disliked him. At least no one would rush to him, so he wouldn't be annoyed for no reason.
Although Ji Mofan was not happy at all, Xihe still insisted on having all the necessary items prepared.
They even took into account the differences in customs between the demon realm and the cultivation world, and specially found a demon cultivator who frequently traveled between the two places to provide guidance.
Ji Mofan knew very few demonic cultivators, but coincidentally, he did know this one.
"I didn't expect you to actually survive in the Demon Palace." Miao Miao's eyes widened even more when she saw Ji Mofan, and she circled around him several times.
"My benefactor, you are truly capable." He even gave Ji Mofan a thumbs up.
Hearing this, Ji Mofan's brow twitched. "Don't call me that, just use my name."
He was already in an awkward position because of Xihe's insistence on holding a coronation ceremony. If people heard a demon cultivator calling him his benefactor, he really wouldn't need to return to the cultivation world. He might as well stay and be a demon queen.
"But you saved my life, so I can't very well call you by your name directly." Miao Miao held her head and thought about it painfully for a while.
"Immortal Venerable? Or should I call you Immortal Venerable?" He slapped his forehead, a sudden inspiration striking him. "I remember that's how respected cultivators are addressed in your cultivation world!"
Ji Mofan couldn't help but close his eyes.
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