My Demon Lord Junior Sister Is Pretending to Be Good to Seduce Me - Chapter 29

She had never thought about it.

In her previous life, she only ever thought about having fun every day. In this life, Lin Yumo still hadn’t thought about herself.

She turned her head to look at Mu Xuewei, zoned out for a moment, then curved her lips into a smile, not answering her question.

She simply stretched out a hand, reaching tentatively toward the sky full of stars. This was the first time she felt she was so close to the stars, and to the moon as well.

Mu Xuewei mimicked her, reaching out in the night and softly saying, “A hand can pluck the stars.”

Lin Yumo watched her profile. The long breeze swept up her hair, revealing her flushed earlobes and fair neck, tempting her to sit up and quietly move closer to Mu Xuewei.

She took out a red jade earring from her waist and brought it close to Mu Xuewei’s earlobe.

Mu Xuewei sensed her movement but hadn’t moved yet when a voice stopped her.

“Don’t move,” Lin Yumo said.

She carefully put the red jade earring on her, her fingertip tracing the silver pendant all the way down to the red jade at the bottom. She looked at it with immense cherish, as if she were looking at the person before her.

This red jade earring was something she had unintentionally seen in Qingzhou that day.

From the first moment she saw the red jade earring, she couldn’t move on, not because she liked it, but because seeing this pair of earrings reminded her of one person—Mu Xuewei.

She usually liked to wear white clothes, which was too plain. Coupled with her gray pupils, it made her whole person appear very bland, cold and detached, always giving off a sense of aloofness.

So, when she saw the red jade earring, she wanted to buy it for her. She thought it would look beautiful if Mu Xuewei wore it.

Now that she saw it, she did indeed look very beautiful wearing it.

It suited her perfectly.

“Shijie (Senior Sister),” Mu Xuewei slowly turned her head to look at her, and the red jade earring, which had been resting on Lin Yumo’s fingertip, slipped away.

Lin Yumo felt a little regretful; she hadn’t admired it enough.

She cleared her throat, turned her head away, and looked toward the eaves.

The Dahuo (fireworks display of molten iron being tossed into the sky) suddenly flared up, bursting brightly in the deep darkness. A woman in red reached out a hand, slightly bowing to a woman in cyan, and said, “The bright moon hangs in the sky; may this lady accompany me on a stroll through Qingzhou?”

The woman in cyan had an Upper Crescent Moon Blade hanging from her waist and a silver hairpin in her hair, truly resembling the Xuanbird Goddess in the storybooks.

The cyan-clad woman placed her hand on the hand of the red-clad woman. The two locked fingers and disappeared into the crowd.

Lin Yumo withdrew her gaze, jumped down from the eaves, turned around, and looked up at Mu Xuewei. The cool breeze tousled her hair, and the curve of her lips held arrogance and wild abandon, but her voice was gentle. She said to Mu Xuewei, “Shall we go?”

Lin Yumo was inviting her, inviting her to leave their mark together on this night in Qingzhou.

The bright moon hangs in the sky; may this lady accompany me on a stroll through Qingzhou?

Lin Yumo didn’t say it aloud, but in her heart, she had recited it ten thousand times.

Mu Xuewei leaped down. The wind caught her sleeves, briefly exposing her slender arm.

In an instant, it was covered by a light cyan cloak. Lin Yumo fastened it for her, not speaking, but following behind her as they walked into the crowd together.

She watched the hurried passing of light and shadow by her side, the gradually blurring white figure, the fading hustle and bustle. The only sound in her ears was the thumping of her own heart, vibrating her soul and challenging her spiritual cultivation.

Mu Xuewei…

…

Suddenly, her footsteps halted.

Why was there such a dense demonic aura?

Everything that should have been resolved in Qingzhou had been dealt with.

The next moment, a sky full of crows replaced the night, their claws tearing apart the beauty of Qingzhou.

Lin Yumo reached out to grab Mu Xuewei, but someone snatched her away first.

The person was dressed in black, with a black feather tucked into her hair. Her purplish-black lips made her look somewhat sinister.

She grabbed Mu Xuewei’s neck and whispered, “The enemy Qiu Ruixi respectfully sees the Demon Lord… off to her funeral.”

Mu Xuewei looked back at her, a flicker of dark malice in her eyes. In her previous life, Qiu Ruixi had always opposed her. Even when she sat on the Demon Lord’s throne for sixty years, Qiu Ruixi had never submitted to her.

If not for the fact that Qiu Ruixi commanded the Qiu family and had labored hard even without merit, she would have died countless times already.

Yangshan Snow suddenly unsheathed, only to be blocked by Qiu Ruixi’s curved blade.

A black and white figure fought in the night sky. The sword and curved blade clashed, sparking fire that overlapped with the light of the Dahuo, fighting all the way out of Qingzhou City.

Lin Yumo carried her sword and flew along the rooftops, chasing them out of Qingzhou City.

The Kunwu sword descended from the sky, intercepting between Mu Xuewei and Qiu Ruixi, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Mu Xuewei broke free from Qiu Ruixi’s grasp and stood with Lin Yumo.

Qiu Ruixi looked at the Yangshan Snow in Mu Xuewei’s hand, toying with her curved blade, and raised an eyebrow, “Little girl, where is your demon sword Weiyang?”

“What’s wrong? Is it too dull? Don’t you like using it?”

Mu Xuewei subconsciously looked at Lin Yumo. Shijie might not know about the Demonic Clan’s bloodline, but she would definitely know about the Weiyang Sword.

After all, it was the first lesson taught at Mount Xuanling: the Weiyang Sword represented the inheritance of the Demonic Clan.

She gasped, her grip on her sword trembling slightly. If Shijie found out, she probably wouldn’t be able to stay in the Purple Bamboo Forest anymore.

Lin Yumo’s Kunwu sword blocked in front of Mu Xuewei, saying, “What is this ‘Wei’ or ‘Weiyang’? The Yangshan Snow I obtained for my Junior Sister is the best sword!”

Yangshan Snow… it really was obtained personally by Shijie for her…

Mu Xuewei looked at her Shijie standing in front of her, tightening her grip on her sword.

Now that Qiu Ruixi had found her, the Hundred Immortal Sects would probably soon learn of her identity. She should indeed return to the Demonic Clan.

But she had a selfish thought: she didn’t want to go back yet.

She still wanted to stay on Mount Xuanling, stay in the Purple Bamboo Forest, and stay by her Shijie’s side.

Qiu Ruixi glared at Lin Yumo, her expression like she was looking at an ignorant fool. She said to Mu Xuewei, “Girl, give me the Weiyang Sword, and I will leave your corpse intact.”

She licked the blood on her curved blade, then spun the blade in her palm.

Only then did Lin Yumo realize that Mu Xuewei already had wounds on her body.

At the same time, Li Shuangxing also arrived, following the demonic aura.

He appeared behind Qiu Ruixi and lunged a sword at her.

In the blink of an eye, the black figure suddenly vanished, reappearing behind Li Shuangxing and kicking him.

“Senior Brother! Be careful!”

Before Li Shuangxing could react, he was kicked away, crashing heavily onto the ground and tumbling far until he hit a tree, where he finally stopped, having been knocked unconscious.

Qiu Ruixi stood suspended in the air with her arms crossed, saying, “My patience is limited.”

The air instantly fell silent, remaining still for a long time. The three of them stared at each other, but Qiu Ruixi’s expression grew more and more sullen.

She sighed deeply, spinning her curved blade in her hand. “Forget it, I won’t play with you anymore.”

“Golden Scorpion!” she yelled in a low voice. A giant scorpion suddenly burst out from underground.

The Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion shook its body, shedding dust, and its tail immediately struck toward Mu Xuewei.

Lin Yumo raised her hand and shoved Mu Xuewei. The two dashed in different directions. The Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion’s tail stabbed into the ground, leaving a massive pit.

Lin Yumo plunged her sword three inches into the ground and slid three meters before she could barely stabilize herself.

Is this what Master called a Demonic Beast?

Its strength is too terrifying.

With her current cultivation, ten of her wouldn’t be enough to fight it.

Before Lin Yumo could straighten up, the Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion opened its bloody maw and lunged at her, looking as if it intended to devour her alive.

She leaned her body backward, causing the Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion to miss. Before she could land, she was whipped by the scorpion’s tail, sending her crashing into a tree trunk, where she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Yumo looked in Mu Xuewei’s direction.

Mu Xuewei’s white clothing was soaked with blood. The curved blade had carved several wounds on her body, each one carefully avoiding a fatal spot.

“Tell me, where is the Weiyang Sword!” Qiu Ruixi’s eyes were bloodshot, envy surging within her.

By the rules of Jiuyuan, only the one who possesses the Weiyang Sword can become the Jiuyuan Venerable.

That’s complete nonsense!

She kneed Mu Xuewei in the abdomen, sending her flying out.

Mu Xuewei spat out a mouthful of blood, clenching the Yangshan Snow in her hand, and used it for support to stand up.

Qiu Ruixi charged toward Mu Xuewei again, an unstoppable torrent of killing intent attached to her curved blade.

If she didn’t need to know the whereabouts of the Weiyang Sword, this young girl would have long ago become the Golden Scorpion’s meal.

At the same time, the Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion lunged at Lin Yumo again.

Lin Yumo kicked off the tree trunk, using its force to try to get away.

She had absolutely no power to fight back against this Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion.

While she was still suspended in the air, the Golden Scorpion’s sharp tail suddenly pierced her leg bone, pinning her to the ground.

Pain surged, tearing at her whole being. Her ears were ringing, her entire right leg was numb, and the agony reached her soul.

She felt as if even her soul was being ripped apart.

It… hurts… too much…

Her whole body is numb, she’s going to die!

The Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion opened its mouth again, moving to bite her.

Lin Yumo raised the Kunwu sword and pressed it against its lower jaw, the veins on her arm bulging. But as the pain grew stronger, her grip on the sword weakened.

“Clang—” A sound of clashing weapons arose next to Lin Yumo’s ear.

A round wheel weapon slashed toward the Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion, which blocked it with its hardened head.

“Golden Scorpion!” Qiu Ruixi shouted, calling the Jade-Tailed Golden Scorpion back.

This Golden Scorpion was the strongest and most venomous one she had selected from hundreds in the Jiuyuan Prison. She had fed and raised it well and was reluctant to see it injured here.

The newcomer was wearing silver armor, with hints of red clothing visible beneath the armor, but regrettably, he was missing an arm.

“Mu Li?” Qiu Ruixi landed on the ground, frowning. “Why aren’t you diligently training your troops in Jiuyuan? Why are you meddling in other people’s affairs!”

Mu Li turned and glanced at Mu Xuewei. His purple pupils held a hint of melancholy. Then, he turned back to Qiu Ruixi and said, “Qiu Ruixi, am I meddling?”

Qiu Ruixi curved her lips into a smile. “It seems you knew her identity a few days ago?”

Mu Li spun the Silent Extinction Wheel in his hand.

He hadn’t paid attention to this young girl in the room that day.

It was only afterward that he suddenly realized Mu Xuewei happened to possess that pair of gray eyes.

The Demonic Clan all knew that those with gray pupils belonged to the Jiuyuan Ming family. Her surname was Mu. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

He sneered lightly and said casually, “Just a few days earlier than you, perhaps.”

Mu Li flexed his neck and said, “It’s a shame you’re a bit tactless. You should know that as long as the one from the Jiuyuan Ming family is alive, the position of Demon Lord can only belong to that girl.”

He added, “Even if you have the Weiyang Sword, you still need to see if that person allows it.”

“So?” Qiu Ruixi asked. “Do you think I dare not kill her today?”

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