Chapter 72 Will the Purple Sun Sect Leader Come Sleep With Us? (First Update)...
Waking up under the bright lights, I feel refreshed and invigorated.
Shen Zhou wasn't in the room, but when she opened the window, she could see the sunrise.
This sun was not real, but a magical illusion. Although it shone, it had no heat whatsoever. The entire palace was gloomy and cold; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the Palace of Yama, the King of Hell.
She stood by the window for only a moment when she heard a soft noise behind her, as if to remind her that someone had come.
He arrived so timely that Hua Deng even suspected he might have been silently observing her every move from the room the whole time.
The idea was a bit twisted, so she immediately shook her head, without turning back, and asked, "Where is this?"
The person behind him replied calmly, "The Purple Sun Sect."
Hua Deng gave a puzzled "Hmm?"
Of course she knew what the Ziyang Sect was; anyone who had studied the history of the Nine Provinces would know.
In her time, the Demonic Cult had fallen apart and was no longer a force to be reckoned with, while the Alliance of Immortals had a well-established system of education, bureaucracy, and law. In other words, if one could cultivate immortality, who would want to cultivate demonic ways?
For a long time, the Demonic Sect was suppressed by the Immortal Alliance until the new leader, Feng Chi, one of the three main male protagonists in the book, took office and things improved.
However, Fengchi has been in seclusion for the past few years, and there are rumors that he has been seriously injured, but the truth of this is still unknown.
However, the balance of power between the Immortal Alliance and the Demonic Sect has not always been this way. After the end of the Dharma era, in order to find the ladder to immortality, countless people went astray and became possessed by demons. The power of the Demonic Sect gradually grew and became able to rival the Hundred Immortal Sects.
Ten thousand years ago, the appearance of a demonic cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage brought the situation to an extreme.
He founded a new religion, absorbed forces from all sides, and, under the banner of Ziyang, swept across the entire Nine Provinces with terrifying force. To quote a line from the book, "Wherever he went, immortals bowed their heads, and all living beings submitted to him."
It was against this backdrop that, in order to resist the expansion of the Ziyang Sect, the various sects of the immortals formally united, establishing the prototype of the Immortal Alliance.
However, this effort was like a drop in the ocean. The power of the Ziyang Sect grew day by day, and the shadow of its leader covered every corner of the Nine Provinces, causing everyone to turn pale at the mere mention of his name.
Even more so, some historical records refer to him as the "Human Emperor".
He was not only the leader of the Demonic Sect, but also the emperor of the entire human race.
The later Ziyang Palace, though seemingly powerful, was in reality just a branch of the Ziyang Sect, demonstrating just how powerful the demonic sect was back then.
Hua Deng had also read this part in the book, and she remembered it very clearly: the cult leader's surname should be Jin.
If this really is the Ziyang Cult...
She looked at Chen Zhou: "Are you the cult leader?"
Shen Zhou looked annoyed: "Otherwise what?"
Hua Deng was even more confused: "But isn't the sect leader surnamed Jin?"
Shen Zhou paused, looked at her with an expression as if she were an idiot, and called out a name: "Jin Yue!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, burly man appeared out of nowhere in the room. He held a wine cup in his left hand and a knife in his right, his eyes gleaming as he scanned the lanterns, but dared not linger. He turned to Shen Zhou and said in a gruff voice, "Master! You wanted to see me?"
Shen Zhou, having somehow taken a seat on the chair beside him, crossed his legs and tossed a gleaming golden token in front of Jin Yue, looking down at him and saying, "How about I abdicate today and let you become the sect leader?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Yue threw away the knife and wine, picked up the token, and exclaimed with delight, "Really? I'll go prepare right now!"
Hua Deng thought he was joking, but he actually turned around and ran towards the door, clearly taking Chen Zhou's words seriously.
He was an honest and good person, but unfortunately he met an unreliable master. Hua Deng silently lit candles for him.
Sure enough, he hadn't run far when he inexplicably tripped and fell to the ground with a thud, rolling around twice.
It goes without saying who did it. Jin Yue, clutching his sore bottom, turned back with a wronged expression: "My Lord, you've tricked me again."
Shen Zhou, however, propped his head up with one hand and said leisurely, "It wasn't me playing a trick on you, it was her."
He gestured with his chin toward the streetlights, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said, "She said you look more like the cult leader than I do."
Hua Deng: No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.
Jin Yue had noticed the young lady long ago, but he didn't dare to look at her. Only now that the Venerable One had spoken did he dare to steal a glance and say, "Young lady, you are too kind to me."
Hua Deng was both amused and exasperated: "That's not what I meant. Please get up."
Her kind attitude made Jin Yue even more regretful.
How could such a beautiful and kind-hearted fairy fall into the hands of her master? Her master definitely doesn't understand love and affection, and he will make her die a terrible death.
As he was filled with grief and indignation, he suddenly heard his master's cold voice: "Didn't you hear? She told you to get up."
Jin Yue quickly got up. He thought to himself, "Of course I heard that. I didn't dare to move until you gave the order."
But his master actually listened to this girl... He touched his forehead, wondering if he was delirious from the fever or had encountered a ghost.
His master then said, "Find her a place and lock her up properly."
Jin Yue: "..."
Jin Yue remained calm; he was used to dealing with his master's various unreasonable demands.
Following the procedure, he first observed the girl's reaction. Oh, the girl was looking at the flowers by the window and didn't care at all about what they were talking about.
He scrutinized his master's face again; it was still so cold and terrifying. But Jin Yue knew that when he beat the Immortal Alliance to a pulp, he wouldn't raise an eyebrow or smile.
If he doesn't smile, it means he's going to lock the girl up in a dungeon. He's clearly in a good mood now, so Jin Yue reasonably suspects he's planning to keep a mistress hidden away.
So he said solicitously, "Miss, please come this way with me."
Hua Deng withdrew her hand from picking flowers, stuffed the rose into Chen Zhou's hand, and, ignoring his unpleasant expression, turned and ran after Jin Yue.
Jin Yue is a very easy person to get along with. He introduced her to the situation of the Ziyang Sect along the way and was not worried at all that she was a spy or anything.
“Miss Hua Deng, which palace do you prefer? They’re all empty, you can choose whichever you like,” he said with a smile. “If it’s closer to Guiyi Palace, that would be even better.”
Guiyi Hall was where Shen Zhou usually stayed. Hua Deng seemed not to have caught his hint and said unhurriedly, "Let's go there."
The place she pointed to was practically the furthest residence from Guiyi Hall.
Jin Yue's smile froze for a moment: "Are you sure? The lighting there isn't very good, I'm afraid..."
Hua Deng: "Even the sun is fake, so why bother with the light?"
Jin Yue: "...Understood."
He immediately took the lantern and went over, asking on the road, "Is your surname Jin?"
Jin Yue said, "Yes, my surname is Jin, which means 'to drink today's wine today'."
Hua Deng made a sound and said nothing more.
Is it a coincidence? Or does Shen Zhou like to change people's surnames, turning them all into the surname Jin?
Hua Deng chose a good location; it was at least more human-like than Guiyi Hall in Chenzhou. She brewed a pot of hot tea and began to read the storybook that Jin Yue had found for her.
Another boring day has passed.
According to the system, the flow of time here is different from that in the real world. A day here is equivalent to an hour in the real world, so the lights don't seem to be in a particular hurry.
At night, she changed her clothes and lay comfortably on the soft bed.
She had just been lying down for a while, getting sleepy, when she suddenly opened her eyes uncontrollably, her limbs moved automatically, and she got out of bed and went outside, as if summoned by some unknown force.
The lanterns illuminated the way back to the main hall, leaving me speechless to the point of wanting to kill.
Ignoring her murderous glare, Shen Zhou said calmly, "You stay here and are not allowed to go anywhere."
Hua Deng: "..."
Damn it! How can you go back on your word like that?
Shen Zhou said, "You want to curse me?"
Before the puppet spell could be dispelled, Hua Deng was forced to speak: "Are you out of your mind? Can't you let people have a peaceful night?"
Shen Zhou said, "You treat him the same way?"
Hua Deng: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
She thought Shen Zhou would be angry, but he wasn't. He chuckled softly, as if casually asking, "You hate me so much that you want to live so far away from me?"
At the mention of this, Hua Deng gritted her teeth: "Because they planted camellias there and lit two lamps. Can't I have a brighter and prettier place?"
Shen Zhou gave her a strange look: "Just because of this? What a pointless request."
Hua Deng chuckled and said, "Then can you fulfill my pointless request?"
Shen Zhou said, "Just this once."
Hua Deng was slightly taken aback, not expecting him to actually listen. When she came to her senses again, the palace was already brightly lit, and outside the window, not only roses were in full bloom, but also camellias that had been transplanted in an instant.
"That's it?" His pale face was bathed in the light, giving it a slight warmth. It was clearly an expression that said, "If you dare to shake your head, I'll kill you," yet strangely, it didn't inspire fear.
Hua Deng hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Let's leave it at that for now."
After saying that, she turned to look for her bed, but after turning around, she raised her hand to rub her eyes and fell silent in disbelief.
"Where's my bed?!"
Shen Zhou coldly said, "Why should cultivators need to sleep? I will allow you to cultivate with me."
Hua Deng was utterly exasperated, and said in an even colder tone than him, "Then let me go. I don't want to stay here."
She meant she didn't want to stay in Guiyi Palace, but Shen Zhou seemed to misunderstand her, thinking she wanted to return to that real world. His eyes darkened instantly.
Hua Deng sometimes felt that Chen Zhou was quite interesting. Unlike later years when he was not one to show his emotions, he kept his feelings hidden deep inside, only occasionally revealing a few.
For example, his expression changed several times, and in the end he left without saying a word.
When he came back, he brought a bed, the same one from yesterday.
Hua Deng shook his head without even looking at it: "It's too hard, I can't sleep comfortably."
Shen Zhou: "You were talking in your sleep yesterday, is that what you call being uncomfortable?"
Hua Deng: "It's just uncomfortable."
Shen Zhou gave a slight cold laugh, clearly not intending to compromise.
With no other option, Hua Deng returned to the bed. She lay down, and although she had slept fairly well yesterday, today her erection felt increasingly hard. She tossed and turned, sighing softly.
When I turned the page for the tenth time, a gloomy voice suddenly rang out from above: "Get up."
The lantern peeked out from under the covers, blinking its eyes: "What are you doing?"
Shen Zhou took direct action and roughly pulled her out.
"Wait here." After saying that, he left again.
After waiting for about half a cup of tea's time, Hua Deng reappeared before him, and then a loud crash was heard as he threw a large bed, nearly two zhang wide, onto the ground.
Hua Deng reached out and pressed it twice. Sure enough, the softness was just right, and it was exquisite and luxurious, which was quite in line with her aesthetic.
The original bed was reduced to dust by Shen Zhou's wave of his hand. He grabbed Hua Deng by the collar and placed her on the bed, covering her with the blanket: "If you dare to make any more noise, you'll never get to sleep again."
Hua Deng struggled under the covers: "Breathing counts as noise? You're so sensitive."
"Shut up, don't you want to sleep?"
"Sleep, sleep, sleep, I'll go to sleep right now, okay?"
Hua Deng finally struggled out from under the quilt, rolled over once, patted the bed, and kindly said, "Do you want to come and sleep with me? This bed is too big."
For some reason, Shen Zhou paused subtly for a few moments.
He lowered his eyes, staring at the position of her palm, and slowly said, "I've already said it, I'm not him, and I never sleep. You'd better not say things like that again."
You shouldn't say things like "the bed is very big."
The strange request prompted Hua Deng to lie down and close her eyes: "I understand. Go and cultivate. Don't disturb my sleep."
She noticed that Shen Zhou was not moving, but she didn't pay attention and gradually became sleepy.
He kept saying he wanted to cultivate, but it seemed he stood there for a long time, watching her for a long time, before silently turning around and leaving.
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