My Demon Lord Junior Sister Is Pretending to Be Good to Seduce Me - Chapter 66

Within the Demon Palace of the Nine Abyss Malevolent Domain:

Mu Xuewei suddenly sat up. Her body had not fully recovered, and when she got out of bed, her legs gave way. If not for You Bai catching her, she would have fallen to the floor.

She frowned and staggered toward the doorway.

Standing in the deep, dark night, facing the direction of Lin Yuan (Abyss), she was speechless for a moment.

“This sword energy couldn’t have been released by a demonic blade!” You Bai produced a six-pointed wheel, like a hexagram, in her hand.

The star disc spun in her hand, the resulting wind carrying a powerful force that left shallow scratches on the stone gate.

“Sister Mu, I’ll go take a look.” You Bai frowned.

She utterly detested the immortal cultivators who trespassed into the Nine Abyss. Although she had never set foot in the immortal domain, and the immortals and demons had signed a hundred-year alliance, they frequently trespassed.

Moreover, Mu Li also disliked the immortal cultivators entering the Nine Abyss. If she didn’t step in to stop them, Mu Li’s methods would surely be even more brutal.

Just as she was about to take a step, Mu Xuewei pulled her back.

Mu Xuewei raised her hand, and the Yangshan Snow sword flew rapidly from the weapon rack and hovered beside her.

“You stay here and watch the house.”

Watch… watch the house?

You Bai was a little upset. She was a young general who had come out of the orphan squad, and perhaps she would become a demonic army commander in the future.

With all her abilities, how did she end up “watching the house”…??

— Lin Yuan (Abyss)

Withered trees formed a forest. A wind blew through the trees, and carried a faint scent of blood, agitating the beasts in the withered woods.

Lin Yumo and Qiu Ruixi were both covered in blood.

Lin Yumo lay on the ground, clutching her abdomen, struggling to stand up.

Her Drunken Immortal Sword had been knocked away. She reached out to touch it but no longer had the strength to grasp it.

Qiu Ruixi braced herself on her curved blade and stood up, blood still dripping from the corner of her mouth.

She walked toward Lin Yumo step by step, kicked the Drunken Immortal Sword away, and stepped on Lin Yumo’s right hand.

“You’re an outsider, what do you know!”

“Even if I don’t kill Mu Xuewei, Ming Xueqing will.”

“How much can you possibly know about the Eighteen Caves? Why don’t you consider why Mu Nianci had to use half her life to seal the Eighteen Caves back then…”

She pulled the corner of her mouth into a sneer, pointing the curved blade at Lin Yumo with disdain. “Rest in peace…”

As her curved blade was about to fall, Lin Yumo dodged it with a roll.

Lin Yumo slammed a palm onto the ground, using the force to manage to stand up.

She extended her hand, and the Drunken Immortal Sword obediently flew into her grip.

Qiu Ruixi looked at Lin Yumo at this moment. She curved her eyes, a triumphant smile hanging on her lips.

The Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion, which had been lying on the ground, was now leaping into the air, its sharp tail stabbing toward Lin Yumo’s back.

Suddenly, with a “boom,” a figure in white descended from the sky. The Yangshan Snow sword was plunged into the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion’s tail, firmly embedding it in the ground.

Mu Xuewei pressed down on the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion’s body, forcing it to bend its legs and sink into the earth.

Qiu Ruixi first frowned, then her smile widened. She knew she couldn’t defeat the two people in front of her, but she still had a backup plan.

She laughed, “If you kill me, you won’t be able to leave Lin Yuan either. After all, the demonic beast army outside Lin Yuan is about to arrive—”

“Hahahaha—” She laughed maniacally, seemingly finding a perverse satisfaction in mutual destruction.

Mu Xuewei pressed down harder on the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion, preventing it from lifting its head.

The sword energy of Yangshan Snow!

“Xue’er…” Lin Yumo turned her head, unable to support herself any longer. Her vision blurred, and she slowly started to fall down.

Mu Xuewei leaped off the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion and caught the teetering Lin Yumo.

A gust of wind blew away the gauze covering her eyes. She frowned, a hint of pity in her brow. “Qiu Ruixi, do you think your demonic beasts will still come?”

Qiu Ruixi stopped laughing.

“What do you mean?”

“To kill you is Ming Xueqing’s intent.” Mu Xuewei lifted Lin Yumo into a bridal carry. “The Three Kings’ standoff has lasted too long. She’s had enough.”

For years, Ming Xueqing had been single-mindedly focused on attacking the immortal domain, but Qiu Ruixi and Mu Li only superficially supported her. Covertly, neither would dispatch troops.

Ming Xueqing herself knew that their actions were all based on Mu Nianci’s wishes.

When Mu Nianci died, she gave the military power to Mu Li and the army authority to Qiu Ruixi.

As for what was left for her, it was only the title of Feather King.

She wanted to conquer the immortal domain, but she had neither troops nor an army.

And these two things, she had longed for them for too long and waited for too long. She no longer planned to wait for Qiu Ruixi and Mu Li to willingly hand over their authority.

In Lin Yuan, a faint flute melody rang out. The rhythm of the flute was used to control the demonic beast army, its purpose being to halt them and keep them in place.

Qiu Ruixi had been learning these skills since childhood and was extremely sensitive to the rhythm of the flute.

She remembered long ago when Ming Xueqing had asked Sister Mu to teach her the rhythm for controlling the demonic beast army.

At that time, Sister Mu had not agreed for Ming Xueqing to learn the rhythm.

Afterward, the matter was dropped.

Ming Xueqing never brought up learning the flute music again.

Years later, she hadn’t expected her to learn it after all.

Mu Xuewei was somewhat helpless. She turned around while holding Lin Yumo. “Go, don’t return to the Nine Abyss.”

Qiu Ruixi was surprised. She clearly hadn’t expected Mu Xuewei to let her go, especially since she had tried to kill Mu Xuewei before.

Qiu Ruixi touched the name carved on the bamboo flute and said, “Don’t go into the Eighteen Caves again. Sealed within there is…”

“Pfft,” a sound like tearing silk rang out.

By the time Mu Xuewei turned her head, she only saw a silver scythe piercing through Qiu Ruixi’s body.

Qiu Ruixi’s expression froze for a moment, and she collapsed. She murmured, “Golden Scorpion, run quickly…”

Ming Xueqing descended from the sky, standing steadily on the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion.

The Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion allowed Ming Xueqing to step on it and even winked at Qiu Ruixi’s fallen body.

Mu Xuewei clenched her fists, unable to vent her frustration, and could only forcibly suppress the anger in her heart, walking toward the Demon Palace while holding Lin Yumo.

Ming Xueqing jumped off the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion, gently stroked its head once, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her gray pupils.

When the Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion was very young, she had captured it with the purpose of pleasing Mu Nianci.

At that time, Mu Nianci had just become the Demon Lord, and her heart wasn’t in it, so she was very repressed every day.

To make Mu Nianci happy, she had spent a lot of effort to capture this most venomous and best Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion. At that time, she had almost died in Lin Yuan.

However, later, Mu Nianci gave this Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion to Qiu Ruixi as an eighteenth birthday present.

Her original words were, “Xue’er, Ruixi is the most talented beast tamer in the Demon Race. This Azure-tailed Golden Scorpion is far more valuable with her than with me.”

Thinking of this, Ming Xueqing’s gray pupils glowed brightly.

She cried.

From beginning to end, it seemed… her Sister Mu had never loved her.

Lin Yumo slowly opened her eyes. She moved her arm, only to hear the clanking sound of iron chains.

It was completely dark around her, without even a single candle.

Lin Yumo tugged hard at the iron chains, but it pulled her wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

“Junior Sister…” Lin Yumo couldn’t help but smile, muttering to herself, “What are you doing?”

A hidden door opened, and a beam of light shone in.

Lin Yumo raised her hand to shield her eyes, peering out through the gaps between her fingers.

Mu Xuewei came in with medicine, holding it to Lin Yumo’s mouth, and said coldly, “If I don’t go, what will you do?”

“Uh…” Lin Yumo took the medicine bowl and slowly drank it spoon by spoon, completely ignoring Mu Xuewei’s question.

Mu Xuewei touched the iron shackles on Lin Yumo’s wrists, looking quite satisfied. She smiled, “Senior Sister, stay here and wait for me.”

She gently kissed Lin Yumo’s forehead.

Lin Yumo suddenly became vigilant. “What are you going to do? Do you really have to go to the Eighteen Caves?”

“I have a reason I must go…” As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Xuewei quickly stood up, carried away the empty bowl, and walked out without looking back.

You Bai stood by the door, waiting for Mu Xuewei to come out.

Mu Xuewei handed the empty bowl to You Bai. “Keep an eye on her. Wait for me to return.”

“If…”

“If anything happens to the Demon Race, you let her go and follow her.”

You Bai grabbed Mu Xuewei. “Sister Mu, what do you mean?”

Mu Xuewei did not answer but instead said, “Mu Li gave you your weapon, right?”

You Bai lowered her head, silent.

Mu Xuewei touched You Bai’s head. “That wheel that looks like a hexagram is called Star Fate.”

“It’s a symbol of inheritance.”

You Bai suddenly looked up. “Wh-what inheritance?”

“The next Demon Race Great General, responsible for commanding the Twelve Demon Legions.”

“Also, the next Dingnan King (King who Pacifies the South).”

You Bai trembled all over, her hands shaking. The medicine bowl fell from the tray and shattered on the ground.

“What’s wrong?” Mu Xuewei asked.

“N-nothing.” You Bai said.

Mu Xuewei summoned both the Wei Yang Sword and the Yangshan Snow, and left the Demon Palace.

You Bai stood frozen in place, feeling cold all over, her hands uncontrollably trembling.

Although Mu Li commanded the demonic army, she usually disliked staying in the Nine Abyss Malevolent Domain.

She said the Nine Abyss was too desolate, lacking the vibrancy of the mortal world.

So, she chose to secretly reside in the immortal domain’s territory.

No one knew about it except You Bai.

Thus, You Bai made a mistake: she made a deal with Ming Xueqing.

She told Ming Xueqing the location of Mu Li’s residence in the immortal domain, and Ming Xueqing would help her become the next Dingnan King.

You Bai rushed toward Qingzhou. She regretted it.

She had been foolish.

She suddenly remembered how good Mu Li had been to her.

When she was infected with the plague toxin in the orphan squad, Mu Li had stayed by her side, carefully tending to her.

She remembered once saying to Mu Li, “Everyone else has a mother. Where is mine? Why did she abandon me?”

She would never forget the look Mu Li gave her: moved, alarmed, afraid.

No wonder everyone said she and Mu Li looked so much alike.

And those rumors among the people.

They said the Dingnan King was once sent by the former Demon Lord to the Ye family for a political marriage and had a child with a man from the Ye family. If Mu Nianci hadn’t become the Demon Lord and brought her back, she might have suffered even more humiliation.

It turned out everything they said was true.

No wonder Ming Xueqing looked at Mu Li with the gaze one reserves for a pitiable creature.

How could she be so slow to realize it!

— Qingzhou

There was a pavilion inscribed with the characters “Ink Pavilion.”

In the center of the Ink Pavilion, a peach tree was planted, growing dense and flourishing.

A sword, similar to a Kunwu sword—likely a replica—was plunged beneath the peach tree.

Mu Li slammed against the peach tree, rolling a great distance.

She stood up, grasping the Silence Wheel in her hand.

She had lost one arm and was not wearing armor, but dressed in red, she was both proud and wild.

She half-closed her eyes, looking at the immortal elders led by Qi Yuan.

She looked at the corpses piled up next to the peach tree and smiled.

“With a single person, I have slain one Venerable of your Immortal Clan, fifty Eighth Realm Immortals, and countless others!”

“Mu Li, my life has been worth it!”

She had no more strength to struggle, so she could only look up at the peach tree, her voice distant. “Next year, this peach tree will surely bloom even more brilliantly…”

Because this year’s peach tree… was nourished with human blood…

She placed the Silence Wheel against her own neck, her gaze falling on the door of the pavilion, where You Bai was standing.

She closed her eyes and smiled faintly at You Bai. The Silence Wheel slashed across her neck.

The figure in red fell into a pool of blood, even the peach blossoms stained crimson.

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