I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 72

“It was only because, at that time, this Seat could not bear to let you endure the hardships of Dual Cultivation.”

From Wanqi Yanjing’s body, a brilliant light erupted, no less intense than the radiance that had sliced through space via the Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Jade that day. Jiang Yiqing’s eyes even began to ache; she blinked, and when she looked back at her, she saw a completely different Wanqi Yanjing.

Her hair, once like washed ink, had turned into long silver tresses that emitted a fragmented, moonlight-like glow. Her eyes had changed from ink-black to crimson pupils, yet her body was outlined by a swirl of black qi, giving her a contradictory aura of being holy and cold yet trapped in a dark abyss. Her wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When her gaze met Jiang Yiqing’s, the playful pleasure in her eyes seemed impossible to hide.

Wanqi Yanjing stretched her hand toward Jiang Yiqing. Instantly, Jiang Yiqing felt as if an invisible hand were pushing her from behind. Before she could even resist, a powerful gravitational pull thrust her to Wanqi Yanjing’s side.

With a wave of her other hand, Wanqi Yanjing transformed the entire Qintai Hall. It turned into the likeness of the Qin Kingdom’s Imperial Palace, and the chairs they sat upon became a soft red couch. Within the hall, curtains hung low, and a fragrance filled the air, diffusing an indescribable, ambiguous atmosphere.

How did Wanqi Yanjing become like this? If she entered a demonic state, wouldn’t the other three kingdoms have a reason to unite and attack her? Why would she risk falling into such infamy just to reclaim her lost power?!

The sound of tearing silk snapped Jiang Yiqing’s attention back. Wanqi Yanjing reached out with her elegant hand, cupping Jiang Yiqing’s chin, and said, “This Seat’s injuries have not yet fully recovered. I shall use you as a furnace, practicing the harmony of Dual Cultivation to restore my Phoenix Body.”

“What furnace?” Jiang Yiqing was stunned. Furthermore, there was a powerful, corrosive force emanating from Wanqi Yanjing. She felt a sense of vertigo rising from deep within her head just by being near her, so she attempted to break free from her embrace.

Wanqi Yanjing grabbed her and pinned her beneath herself, looking down from above. Her crimson pupils were filled with a frenzied interest. “Did the Zhai Kingdom not send you into my palace precisely to serve as a furnace to sabotage my Phoenix Core? It was only because this Seat could not bear to let you endure the hardships of Dual Cultivation back then. Do you think you can escape today?”

“…Wait… that’s right, I am the reincarnation of the Vermilion Fruit from the Wutong Sacred Tree,” Jiang Yiqing remembered her setting and said hurriedly. “As a Phoenix, are you not forbidden from Dual Cultivating with me?”

Wanqi Yanjing breathed ambiguously against Jiang Yiqing’s neck. Her sharp canine teeth occasionally pricked her, bringing both stabs of pain and a numb, swollen sensation. Feeling her carotid artery right beneath those fangs, Jiang Yiqing was too terrified to move a muscle.

“No, after pulling out the poisonous thorn, you are the person most suitable to be my furnace,” Wanqi Yanjing laughed deeply. The sound was like a demonic melody piercing her ears, making Jiang Yiqing feel as though her sanity was crumbling.

“Wha… what?” Jiang Yiqing asked dazed.

“Just remember the pleasure I bring you and lose yourself in it completely. For you, this will also be the best choice.” Wanqi Yanjing’s voice seemed to possess a magical quality; as Jiang Yiqing listened, her consciousness began to blur.

Her mind only retained the words spoken to her. She thought, This wouldn’t be so bad, would it? To be happy forever… what a blessing that would be…

Let it be.

No need to think about anything.

Without her realizing it, she lay submissively in Wanqi Yanjing’s arms. That peerless face was so close to hers, and her lips and tongue kissed her with an aggressive, fervent heat. Jiang Yiqing felt so comfortable that she could remember nothing else.

She closed her eyes, like a fish falling into a gentle current. It was too comfortable, so much so that she forgot this was not a place where she could survive. She only felt like she was melting into the water.

Whether it was her voice, her touch, or her temperature—everything was so comfortable.

However, just as she was about to sink to the bottom of the water, a piercing flash of red suddenly drifted past her eyes. She opened them and saw the scarlet in the other’s eyes—so exotic and beautiful, yet so full of demonic nature.

“My concubine, why are you looking at me like that?” Jiang Yiqing heard her voice; it sounded very close, yet also very far away. “Why do you resist me… are you not feeling very comfortable?”

Jiang Yiqing’s ears seemed only able to hear her voice, but in an instant, she heard more things—it was a multitude of noises. Among them, her own moans were exceptionally clear, echoing high and low like a folk song.

Shocked by her own terrible state, Jiang Yiqing struggled to get up, only to be pressed back down gently by Wanqi Yanjing. Those crimson pupils drew even closer. Upon closer inspection, there were dangerous and displeased glimmers within them. Jiang Yiqing felt as if she were being stared down by a demonic creature.

That was it. This wasn’t the real Wanqi Yanjing; she had been demonized.

She could not sink.

She had to be herself.

She could not be bewitched by this demon; she could not listen to her!

A golden light suddenly flashed on Jiang Yiqing’s forehead. Caught off guard, Wanqi Yanjing instinctively dodged away. She reached up to touch her face and found a small wound bleeding.

“That trick again. Who exactly are you? You dare wound me?” Along with Wanqi Yanjing’s angry voice, Jiang Yiqing’s consciousness began to return.

She sat up warily and purchased a sharp dagger from the system, using it as a source of courage. She pointed the dagger at Wanqi Yanjing and said, “Get off me.”

“…?” Wanqi Yanjing was clearly surprised, but she immediately followed it with an ambiguous, lust-filled smile. “You were enjoying yourself so much just now, and now you turn your back on me? That isn’t very nice, is it, my concubine?”

Jiang Yiqing put the clothes she had just bought back on her body. Looking at her, she said, “Wanqi Yanjing, you have entered a demonic state. Just wait for the various kingdoms to unite and deal with you.”

Wanqi Yanjing looked at her and shook her head with regret. She threw on a mysterious black dharma robe and pointed her hand toward the entrance of Qintai Hall. Jiang Yiqing heard the hall doors open once more, and a group of people walked in.

Leading them was a woman with fox ears, flanked by a cold and elegant beauty, followed by over a dozen others.

“We have specifically come to follow the Demon Lord,” the crowd said in unison.

“Sixteen years since we last met. Have you all fared well over these years?” There was a hint of consolation in Wanqi Yanjing’s words.

“Reporting to the Demon Lord,” the cute girl with fox ears said, “Luo Li has fared very well. How is the Demon Lord?”

“Back then, you made a pact with us that we would not meet again unless there were special circumstances. Now that the Yin Soul has emerged once more, we are all affected by it.” The cold beauty looked at Wanqi Yanjing and said, “The Demon Lord also seems to have changed her appearance. Can truly no one escape that ‘maggot of the Yin Soul’?”

Jiang Yiqing’s mind cleared up as she watched this group. She remembered that when she entered earlier, she had indeed seen the two characters for “Luo Li” written on a desk. Combined with Wanqi Yanjing saying “sixteen years since we last met,” could these people be her old acquaintances from the Demon Cave back then?

Were these the people who were abducted by the Demonic Sect along with her? Now that they were calling her “Demon Lord,” did it mean that as the sealing effect of the Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Jade vanished, these people who had once suffered from the maggot on the bone had also demonized again?

However, although they were called “fallen into demons,” their appearances seemed quite normal, and they maintained a considerable amount of reason. It was more like they were influenced by demonic arts but still retained their humanity.

“I did not become like this because I was influenced by the Yin Soul,” Wanqi Yanjing said. “I consumed the half of my Phoenix Core that was contaminated.”

“As expected, Was the Demon Lord attacked by someone?” Luo Li asked worriedly.

Jiang Yiqing felt inexplicably guilty. At that moment, someone noticed her and asked, “Who is this woman beside the Demon Lord?”

“Her? She is my beloved concubine.” Wanqi Yanjing wrapped her arm around Jiang Yiqing’s waist and gave her a lingering lick on the cheek, frightening Jiang Yiqing so much her body wobbled.

Seeing the intimacy between the two, everyone was greatly surprised.

“Yiqing, why don’t you say hello to everyone.”

“…” Jiang Yiqing hesitated. Not wanting to make enemies immediately, she said, “I am Jiang Yiqing.”

This greeting, which lacked much sincerity, still caused dissatisfaction. The cold beauty said, “We heard many rumors on our way here. Demon Lord, was your injury perhaps caused by this woman?”

“For you to come alone from the Qin Kingdom to the Zhai Kingdom was not a rational move.”

“It has nothing to do with me.” Jiang Yiqing thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth to the group. She asked the system beforehand, and since the system didn’t stop her, she said, “You might not believe me, but I am truly innocent. That day, your Demon Lord and I met on the battlefield; that was my very first day in this world. Many things happened afterward, and she indeed got hurt because of me, but as for why exactly it turned out like this, I don’t know myself.”

“Tsk…” the cold beauty said. “To think there was such a thing.”

“Every word I said is the truth.” Jiang Yiqing looked at Wanqi Yanjing and said, “I didn’t hurt you on purpose. It was wrong of me to take the Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Jade. I apologize to you.”

“Apologize?” Wanqi Yanjing laughed. “My concubine need not be so distant. You are already my person. Naturally, I won’t mind my little plaything causing trouble occasionally. Isn’t that a form of flirtation?”

“…” Jiang Yiqing felt she must be crazy. No, the demonized Wanqi Yanjing lacked human empathy even more than before. Communication was difficult enough originally, but now, the possibility of communication was completely gone.

“Since the Demon Lord has said so, we have nothing more to say.” Luo Li asked, “Please give your orders, Demon Lord. What are your instructions for summoning us here?”

“Reclaim the Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Jade.” Wanqi Yanjing waved her sleeve and turned around, looking chic and elegant. “Luo Li, from this day forward, you are the Left Protector. Ming Lai, you are the Right Protector.”

“Thank you, Sovereign!”

While Wanqi Yanjing toyed with Jiang Yiqing’s hair, she leaned down to sniff the fragrance on her body. Jiang Yiqing had nowhere to retreat. Seeing that everyone was watching them, the psychological pressure intensified.

“Tell Jiang Yuxiu that if she wants to find her person, come to Feather-Tail Hill for the rendezvous.”

Jiang Yiqing protested in a low voice, “This has nothing to do with my Imperial Sister. Why are you looking for her?”

Wanqi Yanjing buried her head against her, appearing somewhat troubled, and spoke words that were soul-shaking: “My demonic power is even greater than that of the Great Priest back then. Why is it that you can still remain conscious?”