After Marrying the Disabled Demon Lord as a Substitute, I Ran Away with His Child - Chapter 39

Chapter 39

None of the cultivators present could understand.

We are all fucking worried about losing our lives, and here you are lamenting that the Mountain Ghost was burned to ash!

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

Seeing so many cultivators arrive, Zuo Siqiu thought they were all here to compete with her for these monsters. She immediately said to her sister, “Sister, help us coordinate!”

“No matter what monster appears, the person who ‘pulls’ the aggro must be me!”

Xuan Mo frowned beside her. “You’re too slow this way.”

Zuo Siqiu’s speed in engaging monsters left the rest of them standing around with nothing to do.

Zuo Siqiu replied, “What else can I do? I haven’t leveled up my agility points; this is the only speed I have.”

Xuan Mo’s eyes sharpened. His internal energy manifested in the air as a transparent ribbon of ice, which instantly wrapped around Zuo Siqiu’s slender waist. Zuo Siqiu suddenly felt her body become weightless as Xuan Mo’s voice echoed in her ears: “I will carry you; you attack.”

Zuo Siqiu instinctively reached out her hand. Suddenly, she felt as if she were on a roller coaster; everything in front of her flew past at high speed, while her hands struck the monsters charging toward them.

As long as she had touched a monster, the members of the Xuanyun Sect would instantly leap up and kill these terrifying beasts in a single blow.

The surrounding cultivators watching from the side: “!!!”

They had just been worried that Zuo Siqiu would be killed by these monsters in one hit. Who knew that all the monsters would die while Zuo Siqiu remained completely unharmed? More and more corpses piled up on the ground, but with the Demonic Cult nearby, how could these people dare to step forward and scavenge?

Yet those corpses made their eyes turn red with envy. These spiritual monsters were terrifying when fighting, but once they became corpses, their entire bodies were full of treasure.

Zuo Siqiu, feeling like she had transformed into a high-speed flyswatter, finally came to a stop, feeling dizzy. The nausea she had been suppressing for the past few days began to churn again.

Then, she felt herself sitting in a lap that wasn’t particularly soft or warm, and a spirit pill was stuffed into her mouth. After swallowing it, the urge to vomit in her chest was suppressed.

When she regained her senses, she realized she was sitting in Xuan Mo’s lap.

Even though Xuan Mo was paralyzed in a wheelchair and his limbs couldn’t move, when their eyes met, Zuo Siqiu felt all the blood in her body rushing to her face. She lowered her blushing face and struggled to get off him. It was so embarrassing to be hugging and cuddling in public.

However, she had spent too much energy attacking the monsters. Naturally fragile, she couldn’t even stand up for a long while.

But that wasn’t the worst part. Even slumping into Xuan Mo’s lap in front of all the cultivators in the world wasn’t as embarrassing as Xuan Mo’s current state.

She tilted her head to glare at Xuan Mo. Suddenly struck by inspiration, she remembered how to use telepathy. With a face so red it looked like it was bleeding, she glared at him and transmitted: “Venerable One, you… you’re poking me.”

Xuan Mo’s eyes flickered, then darkened. The base of his ears, hidden by his hair, turned slightly red. His cold, slightly raspy voice echoed in Zuo Siqiu’s sea of consciousness: “Sorry.”

Zuo Siqiu was utterly shocked.

Is saying sorry useful? Do you think an apology is the most appropriate thing for your current state? Aren’t you a paralytic? Why is there a reaction there? Isn’t your lower body completely paralyzed? Does “lower body” not include that part? You’re a medical miracle!

Only this frantic internal monologue could slightly ease the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere between them. Zuo Siqiu didn’t even know if she should get off him. If she got off his lap now, would the onlookers see Xuan Mo’s reaction?

Do I need to save your dignity, Lord Demon Sovereign?

Apparently, the Demon Sovereign did need it, for he said to Zuo Siqiu: “Give me some time.”

Zuo Siqiu closed her eyes resentfully and buried her head in the crook of Xuan Mo’s neck, her fingers clutching his clothes so tightly she nearly tore two holes in them.

However, at this moment, those absurd dreams began to crawl out of her memory. In the dreams, Xuan Mo could move; his offensive was extremely strong, often making her cry and beg him to stop, but he wouldn’t. Every time felt like he was challenging her limits.

Zuo Siqiu’s legs unconsciously squeezed together. There was no more humiliating moment than now. She whispered into his chest, “Venerable One, let’s just use that teleportation artifact of yours.” It was really too embarrassing here.

Fortunately, Xuan Mo adjusted his state in a moment. By then, Zuo Siqiu had also recovered. Sensing his body had returned to normal, she scrambled off him and scurried far away in a few steps.

When she reached her sister’s side, her small face was still burning red. Zuo Mudong thought it was an aftereffect of the fight and looked at her with concern. “Why is your face so red? If you feel unwell, tell me. I have some spirit pills.”

Zuo Siqiu shook her head. “Sister, I’m an alchemist. What pill could I possibly lack? I’m fine.”

As she spoke, she instinctively looked back toward Xuan Mo. Her gaze happened to collide with his again, and she immediately turned away. She felt as if she were buried in his gaze, her back feeling like it was being toasted by fire.

After the Xuanyun Sect handled the corpses, Zuo Siqiu shared some with her sister, making the other cultivators’ eyes turn red with envy. If they had helped just now, they might have gotten a share. But what face did they have now? They knew the monsters’ traits now, but so what? All the monsters in the Milong Secret Realm had been wiped out by the Xuanyun Sect.

At this point, the Long family disciples who had escaped the spider silk also arrived, nearly spitting blood in anger. The Xuanyun Sect! Why is everything the Xuanyun Sect’s? Why do even the monsters charge straight at them?

This was their family’s ancestral realm. They had always been reluctant to enter. They didn’t know why the Family Head allowed these outsiders in this time. They had thought the Long family would take the top treasures while others took the ordinary ones. But now? The Long family had nothing, the cultivators had nothing, everything was with the Xuanyun Sect!

They were dying of anger but were powerless. Now, only a few scattered places in the realm held any treasure. The cultivators who had entered cried out that they had lost out.

Just as everyone was thinking about how to leave, another earth-shattering tremor occurred. The roar of a dragon filled the entire realm, deafening everyone. Most of the cultivators who heard it felt their legs go weak and fell to their knees.

“What is that? Is that the voice of a dragon? Has the dragon awakened?” “Run! If we don’t run now, we won’t be able to leave!”

Someone immediately reacted: “It’s all the Xuanyun Sect’s fault! If they hadn’t been so greedy and shameless, killing all the spirit beasts and taking all the treasures, how could the Giant Dragon have awakened?”

“It’s Zuo Siqiu! Her method of defeating those monsters was very strange. Why could she lower their attack power without any effort?”

“Let’s kill Zuo Siqiu to appease the dragon! Kill these people from the Xuanyun Sect! As long as they die, the dragon won’t blame us, and we’ll have a chance to live!”

Zuo Siqiu sneered. What ignorant cultivators. The one who wanted their lives wasn’t the dragon, but the people pulling the dragon’s strings. Did they really think the tragedy of the last opening was because someone angered the dragon? No, it was because of internal infighting within the Long family.

But would these people listen to her? Not at all. In their eyes, she was the villain. Zuo Siqiu could see the jealousy in their eyes; having obtained so many treasures, their envy wouldn’t allow them to trust her.

Zuo Siqiu turned to Zuo Mudong. “Sister, stay with us. When the dragon comes out, move with us.”

Zuo Mudong hadn’t expected her sister to be so capable after these years. She didn’t question her and smiled. “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

After speaking to her sister, Zuo Siqiu turned her gaze toward Long Xiaotian and Bi Zhian. She didn’t know how those two had ended up together, but it fit the plot—the male and female leads always end up together.

She didn’t expect a single glance to draw Long Xiaotian over. She really had no intention of “hooking” him.

Long Xiaotian walked over, his eyes full of complex emotions. “Little Junior Sister, are you well?”

Zuo Siqiu said, “Eldest Senior Brother, I’m doing great. But the Third Senior Sister looks unwell; you should protect her more.”

Long Xiaotian froze, a bitter smile touching his lips. “Little Junior Sister, you haven’t changed. Even in the Demonic Cult, you are the same as before.”

Zuo Siqiu’s lip twitched. I’ve swapped souls; how have I not changed?

Thinking for a moment, she gave him some pills. “Take these Explosive Boar Pills and Freezing Pills and share them with the Third Senior Sister. I know you’re powerful and might not need them, but keep them for an emergency.”

These were pills that couldn’t be bought for any price in Feixian City. Her Eldest Senior Brother was touched that she was willing to give them to him and even asked him to share with Bi Zhian. Bi Zhian was her enemy. Now, it seemed Little Junior Sister was even more pure and kind than Third Senior Sister.

Long Xiaotian felt his emotions surging. “Don’t worry, I will also protect you in secret.”

Zuo Siqiu said, “No need, Xuan Mo is enough.”

A flash of disappointment crossed Long Xiaotian’s eyes. Yes, the Demon Sovereign was much stronger than him. He looked down at the pills. But one day, he would surpass the Demon Sovereign and surpass that man trapped in a wheelchair. Then he would have the strength to stand before her and let her choose the life she wanted.

Zuo Siqiu felt his emotions were getting dangerous. She pulled her sister away quickly.

The cultivators huddling together wanted to kill Zuo Siqiu and the cultists, but they were too afraid of Xuan Mo to act. During this hesitation, the dragon’s roars grew more frequent, and the realm shook violently. The ground suddenly split open, and golden light shot out, blinding everyone.

Zuo Siqiu whispered to Xuan Mo, “This dragon isn’t actually here voluntarily. There’s a restriction on its body. If we break it, it will leave on its own and won’t be a threat.”

Xuan Mo nodded.

The golden dragon rose from the rift, its eyes blood-red, carrying an overwhelming killing intent. This was a divine beast that no one present could fight.

“No wonder everyone died last time. How can we fight this?” “I shouldn’t have been greedy for treasures and entered this place.” “Dying by its hand means even the soul dissipates? Hahaha, I never thought I’d end here!”

Everyone believed the dragon was caused by the Xuanyun Sect, but complaining was useless now; they were all going to die together! The first reaction was to flee.

The Xuanyun Sect was different. The disciples were holding massive Freezing Pills and Spider-Silk Pills. These were all of Zuo Siqiu’s stock. She didn’t know if they could control the dragon and remove the restriction. But they had the teleportation artifact as a backup.

As the other cultivators fled further away, the dragon’s gaze was drawn to them. As it prepared to chase, Zuo Siqiu threw her pills. The Xuanyun Sect members followed suit.

The fleeing cultivators, using all their spiritual power to escape, instinctively looked back to see if the dragon was catching up. But instead of chasing a dragon, they saw the Xuanyun Sect disciples doing their absolute best to restrain it.