My Demon Lord Junior Sister Is Pretending to Be Good to Seduce Me - Chapter 65

Lin Yumo looked into Ming Xueqing’s eyes, and at her three thousand silver threads of hair; she was practically identical to Mu Xuewei.

Coupled with the fact that she called Mu Xuewei “Xue’er,” it was easy to guess their relationship.

The hand Lin Yumo held the Drunken Immortal Sword with slackened slightly; she was unsure of Xuewei’s attitude towards this junior mother of hers.

Ming Xueqing seemed to see through her thoughts and said, “Xue’er is in the Nine Abysses, but you might not be able to see her right now.”

Lin Yumo remained silent, waiting for Ming Xueqing to continue.

“Xue’er exchanged her eyes for yours; you ought to do something for her, shouldn’t you?” Ming Xueqing walked towards Lin Yumo. “You’ve crossed paths with Qiu Ruixi, haven’t you?”

Lin Yumo took half a step back, watching Ming Xueqing cautiously.

It was said that there was internal strife in the Demon Clan, with the Three Kings standing against each other.

King Dingnan, Mu Li, controlled the twelve legions of the Demon Clan.

King Chi, Qiu Ruixi, raised demon beasts that could serve as a massive army.

As for King Yu, Ming Xueqing… Lin Yumo had once heard her Master say that she possessed formidable strength, and after all these years, her power had long surpassed the Venerable Realm.

However, no one ever mentioned why she could be crowned King in the Demon Clan, or how she could be ranked alongside Qiu Ruixi and Mu Li as one of the Three Kings without any visible leverage.

Ming Xueqing’s hand rested on the Drunken Immortal Sword. “You know Qiu Ruixi’s attitude towards Xue’er; she has always wanted to seize the Unending Sword and claim the Demon Venerable’s throne.”

“So…”

Lin Yumo understood the implicit meaning of her words: Ming Xueqing wanted her to eliminate Qiu Ruixi.

Lin Yumo looked at Ming Xueqing with vigilance.

Now that she had broken the path of heartlessness and fallen into the demonic way, her strength was incomparable to the past, but she was still not entirely confident in dealing with Qiu Ruixi and her Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion.

However, if she could eliminate a menace for her Junior Sister, she would be quite willing.

She thought for a moment and said, “You must let me see her, right?”

Ming Xueqing’s silver eyelashes fluttered, like a butterfly’s wingbeat, and she said, “She was forced into the Eighteen Caves by Qiu Ruixi, and it will be difficult for her to get out in a short time.”

“Therefore, if you kill Qiu Ruixi, it’s equivalent to saving Xue’er.”

Lin Yumo tightly gripped the sword body and asked, “How can I trust you?”

“I can take you into the Eighteen Caves. Xue’er has already broken through to the fourteenth level by herself.”

Ming Xueqing turned around, lifted the hem of her skirt, and gestured for Lin Yumo to follow her. “I think the library of your Xuanling Mountain must also have records of the Eighteen Caves, so you should know that unless one is the direct descendant of the past Demon Venerables, there is no way to enter.”

“On this point, I don’t need to lie to you.”

Lin Yumo walked behind her, maintaining a distance from Ming Xueqing at all times. Ming Xueqing, however, did not care.

She never cared if people trusted her; in her eyes, shared interests were enough.

…

— Outside the Eighteen Caves, a crow flew over from the dark sky and landed on a withered ancient tree. The withered branches of the tree quickly curled up, strangling the crow.

Blood splattered onto the withered wood, becoming nourishment for the tree.

Lin Yumo stood at the entrance of the Eighteen Caves, using spiritual power to explore downwards along the entrance.

Inside was a deep dark red, with several dark iron chains severed and scattered across the ground. Judging by the cuts and the residual aura, they must have been cut by the Unending Sword.

She took a deep breath, believing Ming Xueqing’s words seven or eight tenths. She turned to Ming Xueqing and asked, “If I help you, can you help me see her?”

Ming Xueqing raised her eyelashes, her eyes slightly curved as if she was smiling, but the depths of her eyes held an unknowable gloom.

“I can help you see her, but whether she is willing to see you is up to her.”

Lin Yumo rolled her eyes at Ming Xueqing. “Where is Qiu Ruixi?”

“Linyuan in the Nine Abyss Fiend Territory.” Ming Xueqing tapped her index finger on the silver scythe a few times, then raised her hand and gave Lin Yumo a parchment scroll. She pointed on the parchment. “From here, you can avoid Mu Li’s demon army and reach Qiu Ruixi’s residence.”

Lin Yumo scanned the parchment, memorized the route, put away the scroll, and turned to rush toward Linyuan.

After she left, Ming Xueqing watched Lin Yumo’s receding figure, a playful smirk curving her lips.

…

— Linyuan

Qiu Ruixi was sitting on the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion, crossing her legs.

She gazed at the misty sky, and a shimmer seemed to flash in the corner of her eye.

She suddenly jumped down from the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion, perhaps having thought of something. She looked at the river flowing before her, took out a bamboo flute. The end of the flute was engraved with the words “Gifted by Mu Nianci.”

She tapped the bamboo flute in her right hand against her left hand again and again. “The Eighteen Caves…”

She sighed and said, “Elder Sister Mu, even if I despise Ming Xueqing and detest Mu Xuewei, I love you.”

“How could the Eighteen Caves, sealed with half your life, be breached…”

She seemed to have made up her mind, put away the bamboo flute, flicked her sleeve, and whispered, “Golden Scorpion! We’re going to the Eighteen Caves!”

At the same time, the Golden Scorpion suddenly struggled with a cry. All the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpions in Linyuan suddenly stirred, looked around, and began to gather toward the center of Linyuan.

“Lin Yumo!” Qiu Ruixi shouted.

Lin Yumo’s sword slashed across the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion but left no trace of injury on the beast.

She flipped in the air and landed back on the ground, pointing the sword tip at Qiu Ruixi. “Ming Xueqing said I must kill you to see her.”

Qiu Ruixi had no time to listen to what Lin Yumo said, nor did she want to. She immediately put the bamboo flute to her lips and controlled the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion.

She put away the flute, took out a curved blade, leaped with a light step, and rushed straight towards Lin Yumo. “You want to see Mu Xuewei? Pipe dream.” Qiu Ruixi frowned, every move was lethal and fierce. “I’m telling you! She’s about to die.”

Qiu Ruixi laughed wildly, like a heinous villain.

She had long been displeased with Lin Yumo. At their first meeting in Qingzhou, she instantly recognized Lin Yumo as Xu Mo’s daughter, especially that face which bore a seventy percent resemblance.

If it weren’t for Xu Mo, Mu Nianci would not have died, and her Elder Sister Mu would not have died!

She deliberately provoked Lin Yumo because she believed that even if Lin Yumo entered the demonic path, she would not be her match.

Not only that, she would exact all the pain she suffered when Mu Nianci died onto Lin Yumo.

Lin Yumo dodged the pounce of the Emerald-tailed Golden Scorpion sideways, then turned around and struck her sword against Qiu Ruixi’s curved blade. The sparks generated by the sword edge and the blade scraping against each other illuminated the night sky, splashing onto the withered grass of Linyuan.

“Hand over Mu Xuewei!” A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Yumo’s mouth.

Qiu Ruixi was not much better off. “Want to find her? Go and seize her yourself.”

“However, you’ll never see her again in this life!” Qiu Ruixi opened her blood-stained mouth. “No, wait.”

“You’ll see her soon.”

“In hell.”

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