After Marrying the Disabled Demon Lord as a Substitute, I Ran Away with His Child - Chapter 23

Chapter 23                          

Zuo Siqiu’s words caused Xuan Mo’s eyes to darken, leading him to think deeply about the abnormal actions of the Sect Leader of the Bixia Sect during this period.

Back then, the Bixia Sect Leader used a spirit pill to exchange for the marriage between him and Bi Zhian; was it truly just for the sake of his daughter?

Perhaps Zuo Siqiu was right there would come a day when the Bixia Sect Leader would extend his claws toward others.

When the victims were merely some insignificant disciples within the sect, the power-holders of those sects and aristocratic families naturally wouldn’t care too much. But what if the victims eventually became themselves?

Xuan Mo did not remain silent for long; instead, he began to tell Zuo Siqiu about another matter.

“The Demon Venerable before I took the position was extremely tyrannical. In the beginning, none of the families or sects took him seriously. That man then slaughtered all the outer disciples of those families and sects. Later, as his strength grew greatly, inner disciples also suffered his attacks. Finally, many law enforcement disciples, true inheritance disciples, and even elders of the sects found it difficult to escape his demonic hands.”

Zuo Siqiu’s eyes lit up. Xuan Mo’s meaning was for her to take the story of the previous Demon Venerable and bind it together with the news of her Master to spread abroad.

Zuo Siqiu flashed a bright smile. “Thank you, Venerable One!”

Xuan Mo nodded. “Go find Yan Jiaojiao. She is in charge of the matters regarding the Xuanxin Pavilion.”

Zuo Siqiu immediately stood up and rushed off to find Yan Jiaojiao. As she reached the entrance of Xuan Mo’s cave dwelling, the large rooster suddenly dashed out and followed beside her, having clearly been lying in ambush for a long time.

Zuo Siqiu scooped up the large rooster. “Hubby, let’s go! I’ll take you to find Yan Jiaojiao!”

Behind her, Xuan Mo watched her retreating figure as she held the chicken. He narrowed his eyes slightly, let out a cold snort-laugh, and turned to enter the room.

…

Yan Jiaojiao had already received orders from the Venerable One yesterday to stop torturing Fu Gui.

Currently, her heart was half worried about the poison in Zuo Siqiu’s body and half speculating about how “fiery” things were between Zuo Siqiu and the Venerable One last night.

When she heard Zuo Siqiu had come to find her, she immediately skipped out. “Madam, Madam, is your body better?”

Zuo Siqiu moved her arms and legs. “Much better than yesterday. The Demon Doctor is indeed a divine physician!”

Yan Jiaojiao shook her head and said, “It is still the Venerable One who is formidable!”

If not for the Venerable One, a million Demon Doctors would be useless.

Zuo Siqiu nodded: If not for the Demon Venerable, she truly wouldn’t have met the Demon Doctor.

On the point that the Venerable One was very formidable, the two of them reached a consensus.

Zuo Siqiu then spoke of serious business. “I want the Xuanxin Pavilion to help me spread some news. I’ve already given the payment to the Venerable One. Whatever the cost is, just charge it directly to the Venerable One’s account!”

Yan Jiaojiao was more than familiar with this type of operation. “Alright! Whatever you want to spread, I’ll let you jump the queue and handle your matter first.”

Zuo Siqiu said, “I need the Xuanxin Pavilion to help me confirm the identities of those cauldrons Fu Gui mentioned yesterday. We can even combine the content Fu Gui spoke of to craft some articles, and then distribute this information to their respective sects.”

Yan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, her gaze full of craftiness. “You want to incite those sects and families to make a huge scene at the Bixia Sect?”

Zuo Siqiu said, “Just the information about these cauldrons might not be enough to sway the power-holders of those families and sects too much. Therefore, in addition to this, the deeds of the previous Demon Venerable should be brought up and publicized again in the cultivation world. As long as these people know that my Master is a hidden ‘Demon Venerable’ even more terrifying than Xuan Mo—one who might eventually wash the cultivation world in blood—I don’t believe they will still allow my Master to do as he pleases.”

When Yan Jiaojiao encountered such matters, she usually just grabbed her twin blades and charged in to hack people. This was the first time she had watched someone put so much thought into utilizing those big shots of the cultivation world.

At the thought that everything would be within the control of the Xuanxin Pavilion, she felt a restless urge to toy with the world rise in her heart.

“This is actually quite fun. However, it sounds like something the righteous path would do; it doesn’t quite fit our image as the Demon Cult.”

Zuo Siqiu raised her lips in a smile. “How is throwing the cultivation world into chaos not fitting for the Demon Cult’s image? The messier they are, the better the show will be.”

Yan Jiaojiao pulled Zuo Siqiu’s hand. “Go, go, go. Let’s go find Fu Gui again to get more information. What she said last night wasn’t enough.”

The two went to the Demon Prison and spoke with Fu Gui at length again.

Fu Gui told the two everything she knew. Finally, she looked at Zuo Siqiu and said, “Since you feel this information is not enough, I can return to the Bixia Sect to obtain more evidence for you to give back to those families and sects.”

Zuo Siqiu said, “But that would be very dangerous for you. Strictly speaking, you haven’t completed the mission he gave you.”

Zuo Siqiu had once thought her Master wanted her dead.

Fu Gui said, “At least on the surface, I have already completed the mission he gave me.”

“What you said yesterday was right; I don’t want to live this kind of life anymore. I won’t be in a worse state than I am now, so what am I afraid of?”

Yan Jiaojiao, being one who never minded the spectacle getting bigger and having no pity for Fu Gui, said, “Since you want to go back for evidence, then take a lot. I’ll have someone send you some top-grade Image Recording Stones and jade slips in a bit.”

That afternoon, Fu Gui left the Xuanyun Sect with the items.

Zuo Siqiu had to wait for feedback from Fu Gui and Yan Jiaojiao, so she found herself idle.

She sat again on the steps in front of Xuan Mo’s cave dwelling, looking at the pouch in her hand, her fingertips lightly rubbing the embroidery threads on it.

She had already spent all the dowry from the Bixia Sect, but she hadn’t used any of the dowry her sister left her.

The sound of a wheelchair moving across the ground came from behind her. When she turned back and saw Xuan Mo, she immediately stood up, wanting to report the progress of the matter to him.

Who would have thought that because her movement was too large when she turned, her foot tripped, and she lunged toward Xuan Mo.

Falling into his embrace, Zuo Siqiu even stopped breathing. She could feel the low-pressure aura surrounding Xuan Mo.

She immediately stood up and discovered she had accidentally pulled his collar open a bit.

She gave an embarrassed smile, and then, as if discovering a new continent, pointed at Xuan Mo’s collarbone. “Venerable One, why is there a tooth mark on your collarbone? Were you bitten by a ghost?”

Xuan Mo immediately straightened his clothes, covering the teeth mark, and looked coldly at Zuo Siqiu. “Indeed, I was bitten by a ghost.”

Zuo Siqiu was exceptionally shocked. “Which ghost is so arrogant that they dare to bite the Venerable One? Does the Venerable One have no medicine? This tooth mark could be erased just by eating a spirit pill.”

Xuan Mo directly changed the subject. “How is the matter being handled?”

Zuo Siqiu reported the progress to Xuan Mo.

Xuan Mo nodded. “Fu Gui going back to investigate the news can be considered making up for her crimes.”

Xuan Mo’s gaze fell again on the pouch at Zuo Siqiu’s waist. “Then how much did you charge to this Venerable’s account this time?”

The impoverished female cultivator Zuo Siqiu secretly counted the alchemy materials in her pouch. “How about I refine another hundred Qi-Returning Pills for the Venerable One?”

This truly pained her to death.

Some basic alchemy materials, after being processed in a cauldron, could be used to refine better spirit pills. Although these basic materials were easy to obtain, one still needed to store a lot of them for unexpected needs.

But Zuo Siqiu had recently realized that Xuan Mo was a “sweets addict.” Especially those spirit pills with a sweet and fragrant taste—Xuan Mo always finished them very quickly.

She wondered how much this piece of news would sell for if she sold it to the Xuanxin Pavilion.

Her stingy appearance made Xuan Mo’s tone even more firm. “You would probably only refine Grade 1 Qi-Returning Pills for me anyway. With your talent, refining a hundred Qi-Returning Pills won’t take long. This Venerable will protect your dharma; go refine the pills for me now.”

Are you the ‘Yang Bailao’ (indebted peasant) of the cultivation world!

Zuo Siqiu cursed in her heart, but she could only obediently refine pills for Xuan Mo.

Now that her cultivation had advanced quite a bit compared to before, Zuo Siqiu had always assumed it was because she diligently refined pills, thus her cultivation gradually improved. She didn’t look into it deeply, but in fact, dual-cultivating with Xuan Mo had also boosted her current cultivation.

Refining a hundred Grade 1 Qi-Returning Pills didn’t take much time. Upon receiving the sweet and sour flavored spirit pills, Xuan Mo’s mood was significantly better than before.

Because of the alchemy, Zuo Siqiu felt slightly tired and went to sleep very early that night.

These past few days, Zuo Siqiu had also been gradually testing Xuan Mo’s bottom line. She discovered she no longer needed to sleep on the footstool to put on appearances before bed; Xuan Mo wouldn’t give her a cold look even if she slept directly on the bed.

Lying on Xuan Mo’s bed, which was neither too hard nor too soft and possessed an aura-replenishing formula.

Zuo Siqiu was still somewhat worried about the quality of her sleep. Having those absurd dreams for several days in a row had almost made her go crazy.

If she hadn’t secretly tested Xuan Mo several times, and given that Xuan Mo was a disabled person paralyzed in bed, she would truly have doubted whether that was a dream or if something had actually happened.

The absurdity of today arrived as scheduled.

Zuo Siqiu was neither as shy as she was at the beginning, nor as excited as she had been the previous two days; she was now somewhat numb.

The handsome man in the dream still had Xuan Mo’s handsome and heartless face. His face was as if covered by a layer of frost; as long as she leaned against him, it was piercingly cool and very comfortable.

However, the handsome man tonight was much more proactive than before.

He would proactively hold her waist and press close to her.

His breathing was also much more hurried, and even the layer of ice in his eyes seemed to have melted quite a bit.

In short, tonight’s dream was truly both beautiful and absurd.

The next morning, Zuo Siqiu woke up utterly perplexed. She had never been so “insatiable” before. She didn’t know why, after transmigrating into this book, she had been having these dreams for several days in a row.

She raised her hand and slapped her own forehead. “Clear your head! You still have a lot of serious business to do.”

She didn’t know if it was because she had been satisfied in the dream, or because the handsome man in the dream who looked like the Demon Venerable was exceptionally submissive, but Zuo Siqiu actually felt refreshed after getting out of bed.

Of course, she mostly attributed the credit to the spirit medicine the Demon Doctor gave her; this time, the medicine truly hit the mark.

Coincidentally, countless pieces of news returned to the Xuanxin Pavilion today. Zuo Siqiu pushed Xuan Mo to the Xuanxin Pavilion to listen in.

Upon entering the door, a slightly heavy fragrance wafted toward her. Zuo Siqiu felt a surge of nausea in her stomach and couldn’t help but let out a dry retch.

In an instant, everyone in the main hall of the Xuanxin Pavilion focused their gaze on Zuo Siqiu.

Yan Jiaojiao, holding a newly bought storybook, looked at the storybook, then at Zuo Siqiu, then looked back down at the book. She turned her head and said to Zuo Siqiu:

“According to the inference in the storybook, Madam, you must be pregnant!”

Zuo Siqiu: “???”

Xuan Mo: “…”

Other cult members: “!!!”