30 Chapter Thirty
◎Lu Yue, I will definitely kill you◎
Xie Shu has been keeping to himself and refusing visitors for the past few days, staying outside Xue Ji's door. He doesn't understand why Lu Yue changed her mind and let the child come back, nor does he know what suffering Xue Ji has endured, so he remains silent.
Simiao had intended to visit Xueji, but upon seeing the sect leader at the door, he asked with concern, "I heard that Junior Brother has returned. How is he now?"
Xie Shu shook his head. Xue Ji had been staying indoors the whole time. He couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. After all, he had just received a secret report that Lu Yue had doted on Xue Ji and had held a lavish birthday celebration for him. Why had she sent him back so soon?
He couldn't understand whether Lu Yue liked the child too much or deliberately released him to start another war with Shang Qing. If she really liked him, why Xue Ji? Was it because he was handsome? But Xie Shu always felt that Lu Yue should prefer a sword cultivator like him.
Xie Shu couldn't help but feel ashamed of his thoughts. How could he, as the sect leader, make such presumptuous assumptions? It made him seem like he was vying for favor. Among the ten thousand disciples of the Shangqing Sect, Xue Ji's appearance was outstanding, but everyone still preferred the dashing sword cultivator.
He wanted to ask Xueji what she had experienced in the Demon Realm, but after gently knocking on the door, there was no response for a long time. The silence remained unbroken. It wasn't until Wei Mengqiu impatiently went to check on him herself, noticed something, and then left with a cold expression.
Wei Mengqiu's expression was icy, her face tense as she stared in the direction of the Demon Realm. Moonlight shone like ribbons on her face, as if pouring a layer of frost over it.
She sneered inwardly: Lu Yue really goes to great lengths; next time I will definitely kill her with my own hands.
Unaware that someone wanted her dead, Lu Yue was looking at Yan Qing, who was fast asleep on the bed. After the heart transplant, his health had indeed improved considerably; his complexion was rosy, and his breathing was long and even. Although it was only half a heart, it was enough for Yan Qing to continue living with her.
Wen Ruo stayed by his side the whole time, only slowly leaving the secret realm after the Venerable One allowed him to depart. His expression was disdainful. He had cared for Yan Qing for over a hundred years; how could the Venerable One possibly have such a scheming plan against him? Perhaps it was out of pity, treating him like a kitten or puppy.
He walked with an elegant gait, his gentle features framed by a straight, delicate nose and moist, pale lips. His long hair, reaching his waist, made him appear somewhat frail, with a touch of dark blue gradually creeping into his hair. Who would have thought that the seemingly frail Wen Ruo had spent tens of thousands of years in the Demon Realm?
Wen Ruo had just returned to her palace when she saw the newly changed bed. The thought of the Venerable One and that fox spirit's passionate encounter here before stirred a strange unease within her. After all, the Venerable One had no new beauties by his side, so it was normal for A Yao to take advantage of the situation. No matter how powerful Lu Yue was, she was still a woman; how could she possibly escape the seven emotions and six desires? And the snake race was inherently prone to lust.
A sudden, dull ache shot through Wen Ruo's chest as he recalled the Venerable One's cruel treatment of him. He too had once served the Venerable One wholeheartedly on that bed. She seemed to have a penchant for men with large breasts; thinking of A Yao's overly muscular chest, Wen Ruo glanced down at himself and couldn't help but scoff.
In any case, how could His Majesty favor such an old fellow who is five or six hundred years old? Only a demon who has just attained human form and is over a hundred years old is worthy to serve His Majesty. There are countless young, inexperienced, slender, and beautiful demon men outside waiting to be favored by His Majesty, even if it's just for one night, they would be willing.
It's a pity that His Majesty didn't touch Xueji. After all, he had lived for ten thousand years, and his appearance was indeed stunning.
It was all his fault; he hadn't tried his best to select beauties who suited the Venerable One's taste, allowing the old fox to take advantage of the situation. Wen Ruo thought that perhaps she should have the Ten Directions Palace Masters send over new beauties, and kill the Palace Master of any one who wasn't kept.
As Wen Ruozheng lowered his head in deep thought, a faint blue light suddenly gathered together, gradually revealing the figure of a woman.
He was surprised to still see Qunqing; she should have died long ago.
Wen Ruo remained calm and composed, and smiled, saying, "You're still alive."
"Yeah, you wouldn't believe it."
Qunqing smiled faintly. She had always wanted to see if Wen Ruo, who was calm and composed for thousands of years, would have any other expression. She had once wanted him to serve her, but he refused.
Qunqing was deceived by the other party's gentle facade. After all, he had been with her for thousands of years, and she thought that Wenruo, this dog, would always obey her. But she never expected that he could abandon her at any time.
Qunqing still remembered that when Chongli killed him, he wanted to see if the loyal Wenruo would protect him, but he only bowed respectfully to Chongli and said, "She is too weak. You are the new master of the Demon Realm."
That's right, Wen Ruo is a lackey who only loves the strong and will always support the Demon Lord. He doesn't care who sits on the throne, as long as they are strong.
But seeing him fawning over Lu Yue on the bed like a rutting wild dog, Qun Qing was truly unwilling.
Her voice was ethereal and otherworldly: "You really have a special feeling for Lu Yue."
A smile spread across Wen Ruo's eyes as she sincerely praised, "She is perfect."
"No one is perfect, but they are perfect in your eyes. Wen Ruo, you have changed. You should treat all demon lords equally, but you have started to favor Lu Yue."
"I have never shown favoritism to anyone; my loyalty will only be given to the Demon Lord."
"Heh, then I'll wait and see. Lu Yue won't live much longer."
Wen Ruo's eyes flickered slightly, but she still looked calmly at Qun Qing: "Your prediction may not come true. Only I can kill her."
The woman smiled faintly and slowly approached him: "Wen Ruo, you are too confident. Don't think you can really control everything. I have already seen Lu Yue's fate. A new Demon Lord will be born soon, and what will you choose?"
“If there is a new Demon Lord, it means that Lu Yue has become weak, and of course I will support the new master.”
"Yeah?"
Qunqing's smile was faint, gradually turning into a thin mist. She eagerly awaited to see what Wenruo would choose then. Would she, like before, watch helplessly as Chongli killed her?
She died quietly, filled with resentment. Seeing the dog that had once been loyal only to her now wagging its tail at others, Qunqing was very unhappy.
So, could Lu Yue be special?
No, Wen Ruo had already made an exception for her.
“Chong Li was not supposed to die, so why did you save Lu Yue? You clearly said that the weak do not deserve to live, but are merely food for the strong. Wen Ruo, you have changed, and you will pay the most terrible price.”
Wen Ruo's expression turned slightly cold. With a lash of her whip, the thin mist was instantly torn apart, and Qun Qing's figure slowly dissipated.
That's right, it was he who saved Lu Yue back then. At the time, she had received a mission but hadn't returned to report for a long time, and when Wen Ruo found Lu Yue, her breath was already quite weak. He would never even glance at the weak, but when he saw Lu Yue propped up on one leg and leaning against a tree in the snow, Wen Ruo still stopped in his tracks.
Her pale, beautiful face was lifeless, snowflakes falling on her eyelashes and hair. She still gripped the long sword tightly in her hand, looking both cold and vulnerable. Wen Ruo had noticed Lu Yue long ago; he felt she was different from the moment she entered the Demon Realm—quiet and uninteresting, unmoved by anyone's provocations. Yet, the burning ambition in her eyes piqued his interest.
Wen Ruo was reluctant to part with her for the first time. Before she could figure out the strange feeling in her heart, she squatted down and kissed Lu Yue's lips, prying open her teeth and giving her half of her inner core.
He feigned composure and waited for her to wake up before reminding her that only by taking action against Chongli could they have any hope. Although he gave her the inner core, Wen Ruo only left after the fox clan's young prince took Lu Yue away. This was a rather risky move.
Therefore, when Chongli realized that he posed no threat to him, he chose to kill him.
But just as Wen Ruo had hoped, even knowing the chances were slim, Lu Yue still killed Chong Li and became the new Demon Lord. Wen Ruo had long looked down on Chong Li for being trapped by love; he should have spent his life pursuing power. Yet, he was heartbroken over a so-called woman, and was utterly unworthy of sitting on the throne of Demon Lord.
Wen Ruo watched Qun Qing disappear with a calm expression, his fingers gripping the leather whip tightly. He lowered his eyes and gently kissed the long whip in his palm, which gleamed with a faint purple light.
How could His Majesty possibly die? And the Azure Sky's prophecy might not even be accurate. But Wen Ruo was still worried, so she went to the secret realm and specifically mentioned, "Regarding the Azure Sky's prophecy, I believe that for your safety, we should take action to kill all the opponents who threaten your existence."
Lu Yue remained unmoved: "There's no need for that. Whether I live or die, I've long since become indifferent to it."
Even though she desired the body of a dragon, it wasn't an obsession. Lu Yue had become the Demon Lord, looking down upon all living beings; she had already obtained what she most wanted.
Wen Ruo smiled gently, her eyes crinkling: "I can help you solve them one by one, although it will take some effort. Let's start with Shangqing. Those few Sword Masters have lived long enough; it's time for them to give way to others."
Lu Yue's tone was impatient, and she looked at him coldly with her purple eyes: "I said it's unnecessary."
Wen Ruo could only leave. Yan Qing, who had just woken up, heard the commotion outside and hurriedly got up to ask, "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Did Father make you angry?"
Seeing Yan Qing's disheveled clothes, Lu Yue stepped forward to straighten his open collar and said calmly, "No."
Yan Qing stood obediently as the Venerable One helped her tidy up, her face flushed as she said, "Your Majesty, I feel much better lately."
Lu Yue touched his cheek: "You changed to new medicine, so naturally the effect is good."
"But my brother seems to hate me. It's all my fault for going to bother him."
"He has already left the Demon Realm."
"Is it because of me? Otherwise, I'll go and ask my brother to come back. You like him so much. I shouldn't have been so inconsiderate as to make him angry. He didn't push me on purpose; I just tripped and fell."
"It has nothing to do with you. He just went back to where he belonged. You can practice swordsmanship now too. Do you like this sword?"
It was originally intended for Xueji, but he refused it, so it's a good opportunity to return it to its rightful owner.
Yan Qing was somewhat flattered: "Really? Can I learn swordsmanship too? But I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."
"It's okay if you can't learn it, it's just for fun."
Looking at Yan Qing's joyful expression, Lu Yue felt as if she were back to the first time she met him. At that time, Yan Qing had just transformed into human form, looking as pitiful and helpless as a young beast in the secret realm. Just like herself back then, that's why she desperately tried to keep this child.
After Chongli's death, she inherited everything in the Demon Realm, so she should also inherit his children.
Lu Yue specially taught Yan Qing a few simple sword moves. It was his first time using a sword, and he didn't know how to use his strength. He fell asleep from exhaustion after practicing for a short while. His usually pale face finally showed a healthy blush.
Lu Yue touched Yan Qing's forehead as he slept soundly by the bedside. Looking at his obedient appearance, she couldn't help but give him a very light kiss.
What others crave but cannot obtain, Yan Qing can have with ease.
Xue Ji, who had been in seclusion for three days, finally emerged from the Shangqing Sect. With faint dark circles under her eyes, she looked at Xie Shu with a serious expression and said, "Sect Master, I want to learn swordsmanship."
Xie Shu could see that the child's Dao heart was unstable, so he kindly advised him: "Your foundation is not suitable for learning swordsmanship, but array cultivators are not necessarily inferior to others."
"I want to learn swordsmanship and personally kill Lu Yue."
Xie Shuxin's heart sank, and he quickly advised, "Don't be too impulsive. I know you've been wronged in the Demon Realm. Although Lu Yue is a favorite... she bullied you, but you can only achieve great things if you endure."
Xue Ji's expression was gloomy. He couldn't openly admit that he had never been favored by Lu Yue, or even touched a single finger.
He didn't know whether he hated her for her painstaking planning for his brother or for her heartlessness.
Lu Yue, I will definitely kill you.
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