After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 66

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“I heard you killed those two Immortal Sect running dogs.”

A cold, slick sensation coiled around Qin Qingyi’s neck, slowly speaking.

“But from what I saw, those two young kids weren’t much weaker than you. Tefa, when did you get so powerful?”

A giant black python coiled around her body, crawling up from behind her. It then slowly paused in front of Qin Qingyi’s face, a sticky, icy touch trailing over the back of her neck until the enormous serpent head slowly lifted.

The black python’s head rested against Qin Qingyi’s forehead, its cold vertical pupils staring directly into the depths of her eyes. Its eyes, like translucent glass, blinked slowly, and its tongue flicked over Qin Qingyi’s cheek with extreme intimacy.

In the black python’s eyes, Qin Qingyi was still “Tefa.”

The few people behind her, including Zhou Zhixue, held their breath, their hearts pounding rapidly.

The four exchanged glances, all poised for action. Should the black python detect anything amiss, they would attack en masse and strike it down with their swords.

Zhou Zhixue watched Qin Qingyi without blinking, fully prepared. If things went sideways, she would immediately take her Senior Sister and escape.

“Tefa, when did you get so powerful? You won a two-on-one, could it be you’ve gained the favor of the Demon God?”

The snake’s suspicious and scrutinizing gaze was glued to the face of the Demon General Qin Qingyi was disguised as, as if trying to find a flaw.

In Tefa’s memories, which Qin Qingyi had access to, the description of this black python was far from intimate.

Not only were they not close, but they could even be called mortal enemies.

Therefore, the snake before her was deliberately disgusting “Tefa.”

Qin Qingyi’s mind raced. Realizing this, she showed no fear. Instead, she gently lifted the snake’s head with her index finger, bared a mouthful of sharp teeth, and chuckled, “What, you want to know?”

“If you really want to know, come beg me. If I’m happy, maybe I’ll tell you.”

This black python was precisely the mortal enemy from Tefa’s memory, the one they couldn’t stand seeing—Yefu.

Their relationship was perpetually on a knife’s edge. Because they were both subordinate generals of Tifina, one of the Twelve Demon Kings, they were constantly vying for Tifina’s favor. Their words were always laced with traps, eager to pull the other down.

Qin Qingyi’s current action mimicked Tefa’s usual attitude: using an intimate posture and biting words to provoke Yefu.

Unlike humans and demons who pursued male handsomeness and female beauty, where every upward step in cultivation made one more attractive due to the spiritual energy body refinement, the demon race’s aesthetic was drastically polarized—

Male demons preferred to retain their demonic features, with very obvious facial traits. Not to mention the demonic horns on their heads, the scales on their faces, the sharp claws on their limbs, and even some having tails and fur, all of which male demons proudly retained as a display of strength.

Female demons, on the other hand, clearly favored the appearance of the human race of the Xuantian Realm. However, they would still keep their head horns and some scales for decorative purposes. Most had slender bodies and an alluring presence. They generally looked down upon the bulky physiques of male demons, preferring the tall, slender, and handsome features of humans.

The male demon Qin Qingyi was currently disguised as, named “Tefa,” was a typical example of a hideous, burly male demon whose appearance could stop a child’s night crying. He not only disregarded his looks but took pride in being covered in scales.

He was precisely the type of male demon the female demon Yefu utterly despised.

Yet, Tefa was powerful, and he and Yefu always advanced one after the other, relentlessly close, which was why Yefu had yet to kick Tefa out of the running for the Demon King’s deputy position.

The person she already hated was now showing off and provoking her, so Yefu was naturally displeased.

Sure enough, the black python’s head immediately flung Qin Qingyi’s hand away. It retreated slightly and hissed at her threateningly. The serpent body that had been wrapped around her also slithered away, its tail slapping the ground with loud thuds, before transforming into a human form in the open space in front of Qin Qingyi—

It was the gorgeous female demon from Tefa’s memory.

The female demon, transformed from the black python, had shimmering black and green snake scales at the corners of her eyes. She leaned lazily against the stone wall, looking at Qin Qingyi with disdain:

“I suspect you didn’t kill those two at all, but only scared them away, and now you’ve come here to brag to me, haven’t you?”

Her words conveyed utter disbelief that “Tefa” could kill two Immortal Sect disciples of equal strength.

Qin Qingyi offered no further explanation. She simply raised a hand and presented the Sword Sect disciple tokens of Xie Su and Hu Yu.

The two disciple tokens still exuded pure spiritual energy, and producing them now in the Devil’s Den was like lighting a lamp in a dark room.

Qin Qingyi dangled the two tokens on her finger, waving them at the other party, then said triumphantly, “Well, do you believe me now?”

Seeing the envy of a stolen achievement flash in the other’s eyes, Qin Qingyi scoffed and led Zhou Zhixue and the others away.

The passages within the Devil’s Den were winding. After they had walked far enough that they could no longer sense the other party’s gaze, Qin Qingyi found a secluded spot to stop.

Only then did she have time to thoroughly explain the various precautions within the Devil’s Den and talk about the female demon they had just encountered.

“If nothing unexpected happens, we should be lying low in this Devil’s Den for a while. We have to wait for Master to send word before we can leave.”

Thinking of their miserable encounter the last time they were here, Qin Qingyi lowered her brows and quietly instructed the others: “In the future, try not to provoke Yefu. Keep a low profile, investigate the surroundings, and see what this Black Water Cliff Devil’s Den actually contains. Before I came, Master told me there is a trace of the Ancient Demon Sovereign’s aura here. We must be extremely careful not to disturb anything we can’t handle.”

The few disciples nodded repeatedly.

If they were to run into trouble in this Devil’s Den, they would truly be isolated and helpless.

Fortunately, they were indeed cautious. Aside from Qin Qingyi operating alone, the other four formed two-person teams, infiltrating the demon race’s daily patrol squads to gather intelligence.

For several days in a row, nothing out of the ordinary occurred.

During these days, Qin Qingyi also heard some news about the Sword Sect from other demons returning from the outside.

Tifina had over a dozen demon squad leaders under him, and the “Tefa” Qin Qingyi was disguised as was one of them. Previously, only Tefa and Yefu remained at Black Water Cliff; the others were either garrisoned elsewhere or out on missions.

As for Tifina, aside from the time he nearly killed her when she last came to Black Water Cliff, Qin Qingyi hadn’t seen him in the past few days.

From the mouths of the returning demons, Qin Qingyi heard news of their master, Venerable Wen Qing.

Venerable Wen Qing was currently engaged in a fierce battle on another battlefield, a thousand li away from Black Water Cliff.

Although Black Water Cliff used to border the human realm, due to the fall of the human realm, the demon race’s power had long expanded into it, and Black Water Cliff was now considered the demon race’s inner territory.

Therefore, apart from Qin Qingyi and her companions, other Immortal Sect disciples could not yet reach this place.

Black Water Cliff was essentially a supply point for the demon race.

Qin Qingyi let the surrounding demons chatter loudly, discussing and cursing the situation on the front lines, while her thoughts drifted far away.

The day before they arrived at Black Water Cliff, the Immortal Sect had declared war on the demon race. Besides the heavily guarded Cliff Mountain, Venerable Wen Qing went to another border of the Xuantian Realm that connected with the demon race. Giving the demon race no chance to react, she immediately began a massacre.

Imagine an Elder in the Divinity Transformation stage appearing on the front line, facing undefended low-level demons—all small fry. Venerable Wen Qing waved her hand, and a swath of them instantly died; she waved again, and another swath died. With just a slight action, she could clear a vacuum zone of demons.

Forget about bullying the weak, wasn’t this sight cool enough? Wasn’t it inspiring enough?!

Consequently, the Sword Sect disciples on the front line were now almost all fans of Venerable Wen Qing. Their fervor was so high that they were more excited to see her than their own masters.

This was precisely the effect the Immortal Sect wanted. If morale was low at the start of the war, what would happen later?

Moreover, Venerable Wen Qing wasn’t the only one doing this. The prominent Elders of all Immortal Sects, to ignite the spirit of their disciples, started the war this way—

First, find the demon race’s main lair, then launch a fierce surprise attack while the demons were unprepared, causing heavy casualties. This would inevitably throw the enemy into chaos. With the enemy demoralized and their own morale boosted, the Immortal Sect’s momentum would naturally surge.

It was just that the other Elders weren’t as beautiful as Venerable Wen Qing, and their other immortal techniques weren’t as graceful and agile as the Carefree Sword Art. Putting everything else aside, when Venerable Wen Qing just stood there, her white robe fluttering in the wind, with downcast eyes, she exuded compassion and pity.

She had the appearance of a Bodhisattva lowering her brows, showing mercy to all living beings.

Not to mention that she had also mentored the Sword Sect’s most promising disciple for ascension—Zhou Zhixue.

Many junior brothers and sisters, eager to catch a glimpse of Zhou Zhixue, assumed she would be by Venerable Wen Qing’s side. Most of them flocked in the direction Venerable Wen Qing went. They didn’t see Zhou Zhixue, but they were all captivated by Venerable Wen Qing’s immortal grace and ended up following her instead.

Qin Qingyi pursed her lips at the thought. Her Master was enjoying the life of a superstar on the front line, yet she had arranged for her disciples to be spies in the enemy’s rear.

Her Master gained both fame and fortune, leaving her disciples to bear the brunt of the work.

Just thinking about it was heartbreaking.

But the job still had to be done. Qin Qingyi collected her emotions and worked hard to disguise herself as a fierce, high-ranking Demon General. When low-level demons greeted her, she would snort with arrogant disdain. The strategy was to just not respond.

The demon race had a clear hierarchy; the higher the rank of the Demon General, the more respect they received. The Demon General she killed, named “Tefa,” was a high rank. In the Black Water Cliff Devil’s Den, only Tifina was higher than her. Since Tifina was not currently present, even if the demons noticed Qin Qingyi spacing out, none dared to disturb her. Instead, upon noticing it, they all lowered their voices, afraid of annoying her.

For several consecutive days, Qin Qingyi found nothing here.

The Black Water Cliff Devil’s Den appeared to be just an ordinary demon lair, outwardly strict but inwardly lax.

Just as she thought there was nothing to be wary of, Zhou Zhixue, who was mixed into a patrol team, suddenly sent her a message:

“Senior Sister, hurry to this place.”

Followed by the location Zhou Zhixue had marked.

She said nothing else, just this sentence and a coordinate.

Yet, this message, and the location that looked completely ordinary—a place Qin Qingyi had even passed by several times in the past few days—caused her heart to begin pounding wildly.

The inexplicable feeling in her heart only made her more uneasy.

She stood up abruptly, knocking over the chair behind her, which caused the surrounding demons to instantly fall silent and look her way.

Qin Qingyi quickly realized her slip-up. The next moment, with a gloomy face, she roared at the many idle Demon Generals: “You talk too much! You’re making my head pound!”

“If you have nothing to do, all of you get to the front line! The war is tight, yet all you know is how to slack off.”

The Demon Generals exchanged worried glances, not daring to speak.

After venting, Qin Qingyi took heavy strides and left the spot.

She had to hurry to the location her Junior Sister had marked.

Just as she stepped out the door, she ran straight into Yefu, who was walking over. Neither of them had expected the other to suddenly appear, and neither managed to stop their steps. Their shoulders slammed heavily into each other.

“Tsk.”

Qin Qingyi snorted with impatience. Rubbing her sore shoulder, she snapped at Yefu, who was also covering her shoulder and gritting her teeth: “If you don’t need your eyes, dig them out!”

Yefu was so angry that her eyes turned into vertical slits, staring intently at Qin Qingyi. The surrounding air grew colder.

But the next moment, she regained her composure, seemingly knowing that something else was more important than bickering with the idiot demon in front of her. She forced a few words through gritted teeth:

“Follow me. Lord Tifina is back and wants to see us!”

Tifina is back!

Qin Qingyi’s heart instantly tensed up. She couldn’t afford to go to the location Zhou Zhixue had given her yet. She had to deal with Yefu first. So, she remained composed, only nodding: “Then let’s go.”

On the way, she tried to subtly pry for information, at least to find out what Tifina’s return was for, but Yefu clearly didn’t know either. She just impatiently urged her to hurry up, lest they waste time and anger Lord Tifina.

Qin Qingyi was deeply worried, but she could not show it at all.

However, the place she was heading to was getting closer and closer to the direction Zhou Zhixue had just given her, gradually coinciding.

Qin Qingyi’s heart grew heavier.

The place Yefu was taking her and the location her Junior Sister had given were the same—this did not seem like a good thing.

The next moment, they rounded another corner.

“We’re almost there.”

Yefu said, slowing her pace.

Qin Qingyi looked up, but her pupils instantly constricted when she saw the person in front of them.

It was—

Junior Sister!