After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 69.2

Qin Qingyi quietly asked Immortal Venerable Wuwang, “That’s no longer Yev, right?”

She was seeking confirmation.

She had seen clearly that when Yev’s head and body fell in, they turned into a white skeleton in the blink of an eye, but the head floating out now was complete with flesh and skin. This was not normal.

Not to mention the feeling that head gave her was completely different from the arrogant and unrestrained Yev before.

A soft snort from her Dantian confirmed her thoughts.

Not Yev, then it could only be the so-called Demon God.

She moved carefully along the wall towards the door, step by step, terrified of being discovered by Tiwina.

If she could escape without a fight, that would be best. That way, she could preserve her combat strength. Now that the Cliff Mountain barrier was broken, one more person supporting the Sword Sect and Cliff Mountain could make a difference in the battle.

However, her idea was ultimately dashed.

Just as she was about to reach the door, Tiwina suddenly turned around and saw Qin Qingyi.

“Tefa, what are you doing?”

Tiwina grew suspicious. “Why are you standing by the door instead of coming to pay homage to the Demon God?”

Qin Qingyi thought, I don’t see anything to pay homage to in your Demon God, who refuses to die and is reincarnating just to cause trouble for the Xuan Tian Realm.

But she couldn’t show any of her thoughts on her face.

So, she reluctantly got up, walked to a spot not far behind Tiwina, and pretended to bow down.

Only then did Tiwina turn his head back, once again bowing toward the blood pool.

At this time, the “Yev” in the blood pool—no, he should be called “Lord Demon God” now.

The Demon God, reincarnating through Yev’s body, was slowly emerging from the blood pool. The head slowly moved from the center of the blood pool toward the edge closest to the two of them. With every step forward, the body submerged in the blood pool rose by an inch.

By the time he approached the edge of the blood pool, “Yev,” now the Demon God’s container, revealed his full appearance.

He still looked like the former Yev, but his expression and posture had completely changed.

Perhaps still unused to this body, the Demon God twisted his head, and the cervical spine crackled.

Qin Qingyi sharply noticed that there was a ragged bloody scar around Yev’s neck now.

It looked like it encircled the entire neck.

“That wouldn’t be the mark left when Tiwina twisted his neck just now, would it?”

Qin Qingyi muttered in her heart.

“You know the answer, why ask.”

Pricked by Immortal Venerable Wuwang again, Qin Qingyi immediately pleaded, “Oh, my ancestor, please stop adding to the chaos. I’m already on the brink of life and death, and you still have the leisure to bicker with me here.”

Look at the timing.

The Demon God stepped out one foot, standing on the edge of the blood pool.

He lowered his head, his ink-black pupils occupying his entire eyeballs.

Looking at Tiwina kneeling below him, he spoke. A string of ancient demonic language spewed from “Yev’s” lips.

As if carrying a magical power, Qin Qingyi almost couldn’t maintain her composure again, nearly spitting up blood through her seven orifices.

“Damn it! Why this trick again?”

He causes injury just by speaking!

Is this Demon God sick?!

Qin Qingyi felt indignant, lowering her head and tightly clenching her fists.

“Relax and let this Venerable help you.” Perhaps finally unable to bear the sight, Immortal Venerable Wuwang spoke.

Qin Qingyi was naturally only too eager. Possession? She understood that.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two demons in front hadn’t noticed her, Qin Qingyi lowered her head and relaxed the restraint on her major meridians, allowing Immortal Venerable Wuwang’s remnant soul to share the same body with her.

It was a strange feeling, like a bottle being forcefully filled with two bottles of water, yet it didn’t overflow, making her very uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry, this Venerable would not stoop to coveting a junior’s body. Moreover, forcefully occupying another’s body is against the heavenly dao and harms this Venerable’s foundation. Once you overcome this ordeal, this Venerable will naturally return your body to you.”

As if afraid Qin Qingyi would misunderstand, Immortal Venerable Wuwang explained this after adapting to Qin Qingyi’s body.

Qin Qingyi didn’t say anything.

What could she say? Say that she hadn’t worried about this at all?

Fortunately, with Immortal Venerable Wuwang’s help, Qin Qingyi was finally spared from having her mind damaged every time the Demon God spoke a few words.

She was considered lucky. Tiwina, who was closest to the Demon God, was already trembling all over, and some of the finer blood vessels in his face had burst, tearing open scales and bleeding profusely.

But even so, Tiwina was still filled with fanaticism and utter devotion as he knelt at the Demon God’s feet, trying to kiss the Demon God’s instep.

“Tiwina, is this the body you found for this Venerable?”

But the Demon God’s first sentence was a question directed at Tiwina.

Ancient demonic language spilled from the Demon God’s mouth, and the pressure belonging to an ancient Demon God instantly crushed Tiwina’s knees, nearly pinning him to the ground.

“Such an inferior, failed body.”

The Demon God sighed.

The next moment, however, he suddenly grabbed Tiwina’s neck and slowly lifted him: “Tiwina, you claim to be the most loyal to this Venerable, yet why are you unwilling to offer your own body?”

“This Venerable’s remnant body has been dormant at the bottom of this pool for a thousand years, yet you have shown no loyalty, never offering yourselves to keep this Venerable company. Instead, you merely send in some inferior rejects that this Venerable disdains. Tiwina, is this your loyalty?”

Those dark demonic eyes were utterly cruel, and fear gradually grew in Tiwina’s heart.

“My Lord…”

He looked into the Demon God’s eyes, fear evident, but dared not harbor the slightest thought of resistance. Likewise, he couldn’t utter a word in rebuttal.

“He has his true body beneath that blood pool. This Venerable will seize the opportunity later, go directly below, and annihilate that lump of rotten flesh, saving us from further trouble.”

The voice of Immortal Venerable Wuwang sounded within Qin Qingyi’s body.

Qin Qingyi could only nod repeatedly.

The current situation was beyond her ability to interfere. Of course, she would follow the lead of the stronger party.

Tiwina felt like he was about to die. His constricted throat couldn’t emit any sound, and he couldn’t breathe.

Just as he was about to suffocate, the Demon God suddenly let go, tossing the nearly unconscious Tiwina to the ground.

“Tiwina, remember that feeling. That is the price of disloyalty to this Venerable.”

After the Demon God finished speaking, his gaze finally looked towards Qin Qingyi, like a condescending gift.

“Come here.”

The demonic language echoed in the secret room, causing Qin Qingyi’s nerves to tighten again.

It’s coming.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang controlled her body, lowering her head, and slowly walked forward.

“Little demon Tefa greets Lord Demon God.”

Imitating Qin Qingyi’s tone, Immortal Venerable Wuwang spoke in a muffled voice as she bowed.

No demon suspected her, just as no demon present yet knew that the identity belonging to Tefa had already been replaced by Qin Qingyi.

“Lift your head.” The Demon God commanded.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang obediently complied, but she kept her eyes slightly closed, not letting the Demon God see her eyes.

“A young soul, a young body.”

The Demon God exclaimed.

“This Venerable took a liking to your body a few days ago, so I forced myself to descend, attempting to make you understand my intentions. But Tiwina is an idiot, only sending me this inferior container.”

Qin Qingyi suddenly recalled that day when she first entered and encountered the Demon God’s descent, only for the demon child to explode and die before he could even utter a single word next to her.

He had his eyes on her even back then?

Did he also see through her demon race identity?!

Qin Qingyi suddenly thought of this and her body tensed up abruptly.

This sudden tension interfered with Immortal Venerable Wuwang. As a mere wisp of a remnant soul, forcibly controlling another’s body was always taxing, and now this child was causing trouble on the side.

“Relax a little.” Immortal Venerable Wuwang lightly reprimanded. She naturally understood what the child was thinking. “With this Venerable here, he cannot see through your identity.”

That’s good, that’s good.

Qin Qingyi finally sighed in relief and relaxed again.

“Child, are you willing to dedicate your all to this Venerable?”

The tone was seductive and gentle.

It was designed to lure Qin Qingyi into relaxing.

Her mind felt hazy, and she almost couldn’t stop herself from nodding.

“Snap out of it!” Immortal Venerable Wuwang scolded her.

“This voice is too deceptive. Block your five senses, don’t listen anymore!”

Immortal Venerable Wuwang was stern.

“That damned dog thing, actually using Word of Command! If this Venerable wasn’t here, this child would probably have fallen for your trick, no matter how alert she was.”

Immortal Venerable Wuwang cursed the Demon God in front of her fiercely in her mind.

But she also knew that as long as Qin Qingyi, the host, did not agree, the Demon God in front of her could not seize her body.

Taking another’s body as a container for one’s soul is called ‘seizing the body’ (duó shě).

What the Demon God was doing now was precisely seizing the body.

However, if carried out forcefully, seizing the body would damage the container’s foundation. The best way to seize the body is to have the container willingly agree.

For instance, Tiwina had sought Yev’s consent before throwing him in. It was the same now; the Demon God was seeking Qin Qingyi’s consent.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang would naturally not grant His wish, but the necessary performance still had to be done.

So, she pretended to be seduced and softly said:

“This little devil is willi—”

Hearing Qin Qingyi about to agree, a strange, satisfied expression appeared on the Demon God’s face.

But the next moment, His expression suddenly froze.

He slowly lowered his head, looking down at His lower body.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang chose the opportune moment to fiercely plunge the Flowing White Sword back into Him, leaving only the hilt exposed. The next second, the hilt twisted, and the sword was savagely pulled out, bringing with it a gush of dark demonic blood.

“Willing your head!”

“Go to hell, you dog thing!!!”