24 Chapter Twenty-Four
◎You will end up with the same fate as Chongli◎
Lu Yue calmly savored the memory of Wen Ruo from the previous night. Although there was nothing particularly special about it, he had been by her side for many years. Even though she knew his loyalty was only for the position of Demon Lord, she was still curious: hadn't Wen Ruo gotten bored living so long?
For nearly a hundred years, she remained almost unchanged. Unlike Chongli, Luyue did not enjoy challenging the strongest swordsmen, nor did she have a hobby of collecting all the blue things in the world like Qunqing. Even the entire palace was paved with blue jade. The Blood Demon Lotus that covered the mountains and plains of the Demon Realm was originally planted with bellflowers, but after Qunqing's death, the bellflowers disappeared, as if they had become her burial offering.
Later, when Chongli ascended the throne, he disliked the barren place and buried all his defeated generals there. That's why the Blood Demon Lotus has the miraculous effect of reviving the dead and healing bones; a flower used as nourishment by the highest-level cultivators is naturally extraordinary.
Lu Yue gazed at the blue jade on the ground, then looked up at the starry sky. The bright moon shone on her, casting a pure light upon her. Her consciousness blurred, and then she had a dream.
She saw a glimpse of deep blue; the woman's back was to her, her peacock-blue dress shimmering with silver light. She stood among the bellflowers, smiling faintly, and when she turned to look at Lu Yue, her face was veiled, only her upturned red lips visible.
"This should be our first meeting, Lu Yue."
"You are clearly dead."
"I am dead, but that doesn't mean I'm not in this world anymore."
Lu Yue didn't understand why Qun Qing had suddenly appeared, but it was just the right time to answer some questions: "The curse you cast on Chong Li came true, but was it really just a curse?"
“You are very clever. They all think I am a word spirit, but they don’t know that I can actually foresee everything. It’s not a curse, but a destiny that was predetermined long ago.”
I don't believe in fate.
"Fate cannot be changed, just as everything in the world is subject to cause and effect."
Cause and effect—what a ridiculous word again.
"Everyone has weaknesses. Even the self-proclaimed extraordinary Chongli died because of the love he once despised. The next one is you, Luyue. I have already seen your fate, and I have also seen a new Demon Lord about to be born."
"Oh." Lu Yue replied calmly.
Qunqing was a little curious. She remembered that when she made her prophecy about Chongli, he laughed wildly in the main hall and confidently said that he would not be interested in any woman, but he still fell for Wei Mengqiu and was scolded by her to be as obedient as a dog.
Qunqing's voice was very calm and ethereal, like a spring: "Aren't you afraid?"
"You said you could foresee it yourself, so I'll accept it." Lu Yue's face showed no emotion; she was simply curious about who the next Demon Lord would be.
"Interesting. All the Demon Lords in history have died because of what they hid deepest in their hearts. Lu Yue, you know what you've always wanted but have been desperately hiding. You don't like children, so why do you want them?"
"You know a lot."
"Are you angry? I understand that you live a lonely and desolate life in this world, without ever experiencing any so-called family affection. What you want to raise is not a child, but rather clinging to the past when you were treated like a child."
Lu Yue's expression turned slightly cold, and she said calmly, "I'm no longer a child."
“I pity you,” Qunqing stepped forward and gently hugged Luyue, chuckling softly in her ear, “No one should be ashamed of yearning for love. Luyue, I have seen your life about to end, so I am giving you this final warning, which you may take as a curse.”
Lu Yue's vertical pupils brightened slightly; she felt no fear, only curiosity about what the prophecy was.
Qunqing was satisfied with Lu Yue's attentive listening, which was much better than that arrogant brat Chong Li.
She said softly, "You will suffer the same fate as Chongli, killed by your beloved and immersed in endless pain."
"Um?"
The crimson lips curved into a smile, then vanished in an instant, turning into starlight.
Lu Yue opened her eyes and pondered the prophecy. She couldn't quite grasp it, so she decided to go and talk to Wen Ruo.
Yan Qing, inside the secret realm, saw the Venerable One enter and assumed she had forgiven him. However, Lu Yue didn't even glance at him and coldly asked, "Where is your father?"
Yan Qing's bright eyes dimmed: "Soaking in a hot spring."
"Um."
Lu Yue ignored Yan Qing and strode away. The hot springs in the secret realm could heal Wen Ruo's wounds, so he soaked for a while. He hadn't expected that the Venerable One would become reluctant to part with him so quickly and want to continue their tender moments. Perhaps it was because he had served him more attentively.
Lu Yue noticed Yan Qing following closely not far away, so she took off her clothes and soaked with Wen Ruo.
"Your Majesty, is Yan Qing still here?" Wen Ruo had been by Lu Yue's side for many years and could understand his thoughts with just a glance.
"You want to have my child, so you'll have to endure the snake venom for a while longer, won't you?"
Lu Yue's eyes darkened, looking at Wen Ruo's healed wounds with some displeasure. Her snow-white fangs slowly pierced into the slender neck, and Wen Ruo groaned softly, tormented by her movements, and whispered in front of her, "It hurts a little."
Lu Yue was quite pleased to see Wen Ruo's disoriented expression; it was more interesting than his usual composed and steady demeanor.
“I just saw Qunqing. She cast the same curse on me as Chongli.”
"Um?"
The confusion in Wen Ruo's eyes dissipated, and he suddenly became incredibly clear-headed. He remembered that Chong Li's curse was to be killed by his beloved.
It was the same curse, but Wen Ruo knew that as long as she was by Lu Yue's side, Lu Yue would never die. Could it be that she was Lu Yue's true love?
"Focus, what are you daydreaming about?" Lu Yue was dissatisfied with Wen Ruo's performance and raised her hand to slap him cleanly.
"It was my fault. Don't worry, you'll be fine."
Wen Ruo didn't believe anyone was more suitable to sit on the throne of the Demon Lord than Lu Yue. So it was normal that he would become the Lord's beloved, after all, he could bear her the child she wanted.
Wen Ruo touched her belly with her fingers and said with a smile, "I can't wait to give birth to your child."
Lu Yue casually said, "There are many snakes in one nest."
“I’ll have as many children as you want, my body can handle it. And you don’t have to worry about the children being as weak as Yan Qing, they will definitely be very healthy, hmm~” Wen Ruo’s breathing was deep and heavy, her eyes gradually becoming moist.
Lu Yue's bite mark deepened, and she coldly commanded, "I didn't come here to chat with you. Weren't you very good at serving me last night?"
Wen Ruo obediently lowered her head, and Yan Qing left quickly after hearing these words. He calmly touched his abdomen, and it was three hours later that the Venerable One left the hot spring.
A moment later, Wen Ruo came out and saw Yan Qing waiting outside. He straightened his clothes and said gently, "I'm so sorry that His Excellency and I dirtied your bath. Don't worry, I'll have my subordinates dig a new one for you. After all, His Excellency really wants children, and Yan Qing, you must also be looking forward to having younger brothers and sisters to keep you company. As the older brother, you must take good care of them in the future."
Wen Ruo's tone at this moment sounded as if she had just given birth.
Yan Qing's expression was unnatural, but she still nodded obediently and smiled, saying, "I will take good care of Your Majesty's child."
“If you hadn’t been so immature, the Venerable One and I wouldn’t have had to give you younger siblings. The Venerable One even said he wanted me to have more children, and they would all be healthy and lively.” Although Wen Ruo exaggerated a bit, this was indeed the Venerable One’s wish.
Yan Qing's face was deathly pale, and he stood there helplessly. It was true; his health was poor, and he had always been a burden to the Venerable One. Just as his father had said, he was a useless person; how could the Venerable One possibly like him?
Wen Ruo stroked Yan Qing's hair and said lovingly, "Don't worry, even if I have a child, you will still be my most beloved eldest son."
Yan Qing took a step back and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Father."
Wen Ruo didn't care about Yan Qing's slight resistance to him. Wearing a fox fur coat, she found Hu Mei, who was discussing with Wu Yan why the Venerable One was interested in Wen Ruo.
"Do you think he deliberately seduced me because he was afraid of being punished by His Majesty?"
"have no idea."
Why is he favored by the Emperor?
"have no idea."
"How can you not know anything? He doesn't even have a hair. You're a wolf, after all," Hu Mei was completely baffled. How could the Venerable One have slept with Wen Ruo? It would be best to kill him in bed. "The Venerable One has always loved fluffy demons. That old guy must have had bad intentions."
Wen Ruo was used to Hu Mei's dissatisfaction with her being favored by the Venerable One, and calmly instructed: "Left Protector, send the demons to bury the bath in the secret realm and dig out a new one."
"Yes, that old geezer really knows how to cause trouble."
Hu Mei rolled her eyes at Wen Ruo's smug expression as she touched her belly. She wasn't pregnant, so why was she showing such a belly? She tossed the hand to Wu Yan, who then passed it on to his poor, unfortunate subordinate.
As Wu Yan's loyal servant, Xiao Yao was quite adept at this kind of work, but he didn't understand the purpose of burying one and digging another. However, he couldn't fathom the thoughts of those above him, and a small puppet in the secret realm was watching him as he worked. As he left, Xiao Yao heard a suppressed sob and saw a figure curled up in a corner inside the bamboo house.
He knew this was the legendary young master whom the Venerable One cherished dearly, but he was banished before he could even see his face clearly. However, judging by his figure, he was a rare beauty; the Venerable One was truly blessed.
Wen Ruo nodded after the hot spring was dug. He hadn't cared about his health before. But thinking of the curse of the Azure Dragon, he felt he needed to nourish his body to give birth to a healthy child for the Venerable One as soon as possible. Wei Mengqiu's commotion had destroyed a lot of the Blood Demon Lotus, and Yan Qing and Xue Ji there had to take it on time every day, leaving him with very little.
Yan Qing's life had been hanging by a thread by the Blood Demon Lotus, so Wen Ruo took two-thirds of Xue Ji's share for herself. Speaking of which, he'd lived in the Venerable's palace long enough; it should be his and his child's residence in the future. So, when the opportunity arose, she'd make sure the usurper got out of there as soon as possible.
Wen Ruo ate slowly with a spoon, imagining what Lu Yue's child would look like. If she didn't want another child, he could simply have one himself; after all, his constitution wouldn't be damaged. Lu Yue was the Demon Lord he personally chose, so naturally she should be special—a unique case unprecedented among all Demon Lords.
Although his cultivation level was greatly reduced after being seriously injured by Chongli, it didn't matter; he would definitely satisfy the Venerable One.
This is the very meaning of Wen Ruo's existence: to serve the successive Demon Lords until they lose the brilliance that Wen Ruo values, and then he will find the next Demon Lord who is satisfactory.
Xue Ji was unaware that her Blood Demon Lotus had diminished considerably, and believing her health would soon improve, she reduced her dosage. She overheard the guards at the door saying that Lu Yue had taken a new beauty, Wen Ruo, who was still by her side.
When Lu Yue came to feed the medicine, she noticed that there was much less medicine available. She assumed that Xue Ji had already drunk it and said with relief, "You're finally taking your medicine obediently today."
Xueji's expression was icy, and she said sarcastically, "There's only this much, didn't you insist on feeding me?"
Lu Yue suspected that one of her subordinates was hoarding the medicine, so she turned to the little demon who had delivered it and asked, "What's going on?"
Looking at the Venerable One's cold, vertical pupils, the little demon dared not lie and quickly said, "This is Elder Wen's idea. He said he wants to nourish his body so that he can have more children for you."
"Cough cough."
Xue Ji, who was taking her medicine, thought she had misheard. Wen Ruo gave birth? Could demons do that? It was unheard of.
Lu Yue felt a pang of sympathy for the medicine he coughed up, and coldly ordered, "Continue to boil the same amount of medicine as before. If you reduce it even slightly, you won't survive."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The little demon didn't know whose advice to take, as he couldn't afford to offend either of them, so he decided to prioritize his superior.
Xueji lowered her long eyelashes slightly and drank the rest of the medicine in one gulp: "Your child is important, and this is enough for me to drink."
“You’re still not fully recovered,” Lu Yue watched him carefully finish drinking the medicine, then suddenly smiled as she took the bowl, her voice unusually gentle. “Don’t worry, I will only have you as my child.”
Xueji blushed, inwardly cursing her for being presumptuous; he had no desire to be her child.
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