Imprisoned by Forced Love! The Yandere Disciple Tied My Hands and Told Me to Be Good - Chapter 4

The Sacred Demon Hall.

Deep within the gloomy and terrifying palace, a throne constructed from countless bleached human bones stood prominently. Around the throne, wisps of eerie black demonic energy surged continuously.

A man with silver hair and black robes sat cross-legged on the throne, his left hand supporting his cheek and his eyes closed. His expression was cold and steady. He appeared to be asleep, but the fingers of his other hand resting on the armrest were rhythmically tapping the smooth bone surface. His long, black fingernails struck the bone slowly, producing a series of hair-raising sounds.

Tap—

Tap—

Tap—

Beneath the throne was a towering stone staircase, a thousand steps high. Below it knelt a vast, dark mass of demonic cultivators, none of whom dared to breathe a heavy sigh. They had been kneeling for quite some time. Leading them was Yue Qi’s Grand Protector, Jiuli.

Normally, these demonic cultivators would only need to perform their daily routine of bowing and then disperse. But today, after the ritual, not a single person dared to leave. The terrifying demonic energy radiating from the throne more obvious than usual was the best proof that His Excellency’s mood was foul. Thus, they remained kneeling for five or six hours, not daring to move an inch.

Yue Qi was indeed in a terrible mood.

Logically, he should have been happy to have brought his Master back to the Demon Realm, locking him away so that he belonged only to himself. But all his good humor had been ruined by that one sentence: In my heart, I have always liked someone else.

Who exactly does Master like?

If he found out, he would surely reduce that person to ashes! Their soul would be completely extinguished! Suddenly, a person flashed through his mind. Could it be…?

Perhaps because he had been kneeling for too long, or perhaps because he thought Yue Qi’s closed eyes meant he wouldn’t be noticed, a demonic cultivator tried to stand up and sneak away. But just as his knees left the ground by less than an inch, a massive force seized him by the collar. He was sent flying toward the high steps, left suspended in front of Yue Qi.

Yue Qi finally opened his eyes. Those mint-colored eyes carried a gentle, smiling gaze. Using his demonic energy, he suspended the cultivator in mid-air. The mist-like energy suddenly transformed into countless vines, binding him extremely tight. Despite his desperate struggles, the man was like a drowning person, left with nothing but whimpers.

The smile in Yue Qi’s eyes widened, and a magnetic quality seeped into his low, husky voice. “Are you new?”

The cultivator nodded frantically, tears of blood streaming down his face. “I beg Your Excellency… spare—”

Before the words were finished Pfft!

The man, who had been perfectly fine just a moment ago, instantly exploded, bursting into countless pieces of flesh! His limbs were torn apart, his brains and internal organs completely crushed, splashing all over the floor! The gore even splattered all over the face and body of Jiuli, who was kneeling in the front row below the steps.

Jiuli was terrified, shaking like a leaf, and prostrated himself in horror. “Your Excellency, please calm your anger!”

Not just Jiuli, but all the demonic cultivators kneeling behind him mimicked his movement, shouting in unison: “Your Excellency, calm your anger!”

They all knew that this new, young Demon Venerable was far more ruthless than the previous one. Before becoming the Demon Venerable, Yue Qi had slaughtered two great demonic sects that had sworn to follow the previous ruler without so much as blinking an eye a total of three thousand people! At that time, the area beneath the Sacred Demon Hall was literally a river of blood.

Yue Qi shook the blood from his hand and cast a purification spell; the stains vanished instantly. His gaze darkened as he scanned the dense crowd of kneeling cultivators. His tone was lazy and cold: “Jiuli stays. Everyone else, disperse.”

Hearing their ruler speak, all the high-strung demonic cultivators breathed a massive sigh of relief, looking like lambs that had just escaped a tiger’s mouth. Everyone respectfully answered “Yes” and scrambled to their feet to leave. If they didn’t leave now and His Excellency went on a killing spree, it wouldn’t be funny. In fact, a killing spree was the lightest of punishments.

However, before they left, they all coincidentally shot a look of sympathy toward Grand Protector Jiuli.

Jiuli was crying internally: Why is it always me…

Despite his inner misery, Jiuli obediently remained kneeling. He had no choice, as he was the Grand Protector hand-picked by His Excellency. Originally, he was a weakling who had been rejected by the celestial sects due to poor aptitude and had been forced to cultivate the demonic path as a last resort. One moment he was being bullied by other demonic cultivators, and the next he was scouted by the newly ascended Yue Qi and chosen as the Grand Protector.

Yue Qi’s reason for choosing him was simple: He looks weak and stupid; he definitely won’t rebel.

Once everyone had dispersed and Yue Qi showed no sign of speaking further, Jiuli finally asked weakly, “Your Excellency… what are your orders…?”

“Is Wei Lingyu still alive?”

“Eh?” Clearly, Jiuli hadn’t expected His Excellency to suddenly ask about this person. He dazed for a moment before answering, “Of course he is still alive. Your Excellency specifically ordered that he must not die.”

“Very good.” Yue Qi’s lips curled into a satisfied, wicked smile. “Take me to see him.”

At the junction of the celestial and demon realms, there was a town called New Moon City. Although built in the mortal realm, it had been designated as part of the Demon Realm because Yue Qi was the one who built it. The town contained no demonic cultivators or demonic energy only residents of the Spirit Race. It was surrounded by a powerful barrier that no one could disturb, as Yue Qi had built it to settle the Spirit Race members persecuted by both the celestial and demon realms.

In the city, there was a district called Everdark Street. The entire street was filled with dozens of competing brothels. These were no ordinary brothels; they housed celestial cultivators captured by Yue Qi from the celestial realm, as well as demonic cultivators who had committed crimes or were disobedient. Their cultivation had been stripped, leaving them with no power like ordinary mortals, and they were confined to the buildings for life to serve as entertainment for the Spirit Race.

Yue Qi and Jiuli landed in front of the largest brothel on the street, The Spring Rain Pavilion. This was where Wei Lingyu was being held.

The moment they landed, Jiuli diligently cleared the way for his boss. Yue Qi followed with slow steps into the building. Seeing the Demon Venerable’s arrival, the pavilion master rushed out and knelt to welcome them.

“Welcome…”

Before the words were finished, Yue Qi vanished from the spot. The next moment, he reappeared on the third-floor corridor. This corridor was an extended, circular open-air platform with hollowed-out railings and no obstructions. People from both the floors above and below could see everything clearly.

On the platform, Wei Lingyu his eyes covered by a black cloth was being coiled around the railing by a Spirit Race member with a human torso and a snake’s tail…

The crowd around and on the other floors were watching and jeering, some even clapping as if watching a common performance. Not only were they watching with great interest, but they would also occasionally toss down prize money, demanding more stimulating acts.

Yue Qi didn’t disturb them, nor did he have any intention of revealing his identity. He simply watched quietly like any other spectator until Jiuli caught up to him on the third floor.

“Your Excellency…” Jiuli’s voice was extremely small, but even then, he was interrupted by Yue Qi.

Yue Qi raised a hand and gently placed his index finger vertically against his lips, the tip touching the tip of his nose. He let out a low, husky “Shh.”

Jiuli immediately shut his mouth sensibly. His face flushed as he lowered his head, his heart racing wildly.

Dammit, Your Excellency’s “Shh” just now was too seductive!