The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: You Are Not Her

Mo Xun was still speculating about the possible contents of the True Demon Formula when a bad premonition suddenly surged through her heart, making the hairs on her body stand on end. Instinctively, she dodged sideways!

The bone-chilling cold almost scraped past her shoulder. She turned her head in disbelief to look at Yun Wushang, who was expressionlessly raising her hand towards her, in the posture of having just launched an attack.

Confirming that the person who attacked her with cold energy was Yun Wushang, Mo Xun cried out internally that this was bad.

Mo Xun: I’m finished. This second trial is very disadvantageous for my wife.

She realized immediately that the person attacking her was not the real Yun Wushang, but a secret realm illusion.

Since she was seeing an illusion of Yun Wushang attacking her, then Yun Wushang was likely seeing an illusion of her attacking her.

Yun Wushang’s two biggest dislikes in life were: first, rumors, and second, betrayal.

To be betrayed by the person she currently trusted most—one could imagine her shock, disappointment, and pain.

“Too much,” Mo Xun complained aloud while setting up the Entangling Cage Array. “Making a trial this stimulating. If you dare to hurt my wife, I will settle the score with you when I ascend!”

“Heh, you’re so sure I won’t attack you?” Faced with the vines wrapping around her, Yun Wushang released cold energy without hesitation, freezing them.

The surface of the sixteen vines was quickly covered in ice, frozen mid-air. Yun Wushang flung her sleeve, sending out a burst of demonic energy that shattered them into ice shards, scattering them across the ground.

A sharp pain exploded in Mo Xun’s chest. A metallic sweetness rushed to her throat. Mo Xun didn’t force it down. She turned her head, spat out the blood, and immediately set up eight wooden stakes around herself: “Profound Turtle Counter-Injury Array, open!”

She activated the defensive array to protect herself, her gaze turning somewhat cold as she looked at Yun Wushang: “The injury, the pain—you better tell me they are all illusions. I’ll say it again: if you dare to hurt my wife, when I ascend, I will kill you!”

The first time she said the same thing, her tone held a hint of jest. The second time, there was only genuine killing intent.

She had thought that an illusion was just an illusion. Although it would cause Yun Wushang temporary pain, as long as she explained things clearly afterward and consoled her wife, the problem wouldn’t be too big.

But if the illusion could actually injure Yun Wushang, the nature of the issue changed.

Mo Xun had promised Yun Wushang that she would protect her and never let anyone harm her again.

Mo Xun: Dare to hurt Yun Wushang? Whether you are a True Demon or a True Immortal, I will kill you!

“Since you think I’m fake, then you should just kill me,” Yun Wushang said, a playful smile appearing on her face as she approached Mo Xun’s defensive array. “Did you really think I killed those fake versions of you without hesitation because I could clearly distinguish them as fakes? No. It’s because I felt that even killing the real you wouldn’t matter. Everything I did for you was to trick you into this secret realm. Now that my goal is achieved, you can go die!”

“Your acting has improved, but what a shame…” Mo Xun leaned back lazily inside the defensive array, sighing.

Yun Wushang: “A shame about what?”

Mo Xun: “It’s a shame she’s neither this smart nor this foolish.”

Yun Wushang: ?

Mo Xun: “She’s not good at hiding her emotions and can’t trick me, unless I’m willing to be tricked by her. And if she truly wanted to kill me, she would use the magic treasure I gave her directly. Just using spells can’t break my shield.”

Yun Wushang: “Interesting. Your strength is actually superior?”

Mo Xun remained silent.

In terms of defense, she was definitely superior. After all, the Profound Turtle Array was the strongest defensive array in the world, easily able to withstand attacks from one or two minor stages higher cultivation, and the Counter-Injury Array specifically countered spell attacks. Combining the two, under the same cultivation realm, Yun Wushang could do nothing against her.

However, in terms of offense, without the Bone Bracelet Eighteen Blades, Mo Xun had no offensive means to compete with Yun Wushang.

So, strictly speaking, they each had their strengths. Determining who was stronger depended on which aspect of strength was being compared.

Yun Wushang waited for a while, confirming that Mo Xun had no intention of answering the question. She let out a light laugh, then her body first transformed into a ball of black flame, then into pure white water, falling into the black water beneath Mo Xun’s feet, merging with the black water.

A moment later, Mo Xun felt the pain in her chest disappear.

She hadn’t used spiritual energy to heal, so, the injury she sustained and the pain she felt were all illusions? Could an illusion be that lifelike?

Yun Wushang’s demonic energy disappeared along with the illusion, but reappeared in Mo Xun’s perception shortly after.

Mo Xun followed the aura and looked over, meeting a pair of eyes that she found beautiful no matter how many times she saw them.

At this moment, the emotions flowing in those eyes were extremely complex: investigation, vigilance, and anticipation.

The moment their eyes met, Mo Xun suddenly understood why Yun Wushang could easily distinguish her.

Because some things simply couldn’t be imitated by an illusion, no matter what.

It was hard to pinpoint what, perhaps just a feeling.

Mo Xun felt that this Yun Wushang was real.

“Wushang,” Mo Xun tried calling out.

Hearing the call, Yun Wushang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and curved her lips: “It would be great if the True Demon Formula contained a method for creating this kind of illusion.”

“Don’t say that, it might actually be possible,” Mo Xun calmly analyzed. “Sight, hearing, touch, even the perception of spiritual and demonic energy can be simulated. This illusion feels a lot like an inner demon to me. An inner demon is like the embryo of a demon, and you are already a mature demon. Maybe after studying the True Demon Formula, you could crawl into someone else’s heart and disguise yourself as their inner demon.”

Yun Wushang: “…I don’t want to.”

Mo Xun: “Speaking of which, how did you pass the trial?”

Since Yun Wushang was standing here consciously, did that mean she had passed the trial too?

Mo Xun was both surprised and delighted, but inevitably worried for Yun Wushang. She herself had been injured in the illusion. She wondered if Yun Wushang had also been injured in a way she couldn’t see.

To this, Yun Wushang replied: “You haven’t used any magic treasures in the secret realm, so the illusion couldn’t imitate them. And without a magic treasure, you are not my opponent.”

“That’s good then,” Mo Xun believed her.

Otherwise, she truly couldn’t imagine how Yun Wushang, who had fallen to the demonic path due to betrayal, could pass this trial.

Yun Wushang stared at her for a while, saying nothing. She wouldn’t tell Mo Xun that she had been solidly stabbed by an illusion wearing Mo Xun’s face.

The illusion of Mo Xun had attacked her with a sword. Because it was so sudden, Yun Wushang was shocked and didn’t dodge a single step, letting the sword pierce her waist and abdomen.

Feeling the intense pain, Yun Wushang didn’t make a sound or even frown. She simply grabbed the blade with her bare hand, covered it in ice, and snapped it off.

Mo Xun looked at her composure, dropped the broken sword in her hand, and raised an eyebrow with interest: “You’re not angry at all? Did you expect me to attack?”

Yun Wushang sneered in response: “My life was saved by you. If you want to kill me, then kill me. I will never dodge. But… you are not her.”

With that, she released cold energy and easily froze the illusion before her.

After the illusion shattered, she saw the real Mo Xun standing in the black water, head bowed, as if she had lost consciousness.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before her consciousness returned, and she looked up, meeting Yun Wushang’s eyes.

Wow, I truly underestimated you two.] The female voice claiming to be the System sounded again, barely concealing her astonishment. [One is unwilling to harm the other even when injured, and the other stands still, letting the partner strike. What a moving immortal-demon romance!

Mo Xun: ?

Yun Wushang: “…”

Mo Xun gave a “Tsk,” and Yun Wushang immediately followed with a “Tsk.”

Both were first moved by the sentiment “my wife loves me,” but then immediately clicked their tongues, realizing they knew of each other’s vulnerability.

A moment later, Mo Xun spoke, pretending nothing was amiss, asking the female voice: “Does the cultivation of the True Demon Formula also require the participation of an immortal cultivator?”

[Oh? What makes you say that?] The female voice’s tone still held that unsettling playfulness and mischief.

Mo Xun paid it no mind, calmly stating her analysis: “The first trial tested our understanding of each other, and the second tested our trust in each other. If a demonic cultivator could cultivate it alone, why go to all this trouble? Testing just her would be enough.”

That may not be true. Perhaps the reason for these trials is not because the secret realm owner wants to test you, but simply to amuse herself?

“That possibility cannot be ruled out either,” Mo Xun replied calmly.

Considering the previous Demon Venerable was a thrill-seeker, this possibility was indeed likely… Perhaps that Senior only wanted to see if genuine immortal-demon love truly existed in the world.

Without further ado, let us begin the third trial! Please gently hold each other’s hands.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xun flew to Yun Wushang’s side and extended a hand to her.

Yun Wushang pursed her lips and placed her hand in Mo Xun’s palm, looking a little uncomfortable.

Mo Xun knew she disliked displays of affection in front of others, even if that “other” might not even be a person.

Perhaps it was a wisp of the secret realm owner’s divine sense, or perhaps the secret realm had developed its own consciousness, or perhaps…

Mo Xun thought of the black flame the fake Yun Wushang turned into when she vanished. Could that have been the eighth-grade black flame?

Could the female voice claiming to be the System be an artifact spirit born from a high-grade magic treasure?

No, Nightmare Demon said that demonic cultivators cannot forge artifacts.

Mo Xun pondered as she slipped her fingers into the gaps between Yun Wushang’s fingers, clasping her hand tightly.

Yun Wushang allowed her to hold her, clenching her lips even tighter.

Suddenly, the black water beneath their feet churned, sending out ripples of white. With this surge of demonic and spiritual energy, the surrounding environment changed like ink blooming on rice paper, finally unfolding into a scene very familiar to both Mo Xun and Yun Wushang.

Yun Wushang’s fingers tightened, squeezing Mo Xun’s hand painfully.

Mo Xun let her squeeze, gently stroking the back of her hand with her fingertips, comforting her: “Don’t be afraid. It’s an illusion.”

Yun Wushang: “I know, but…”

Yun Wushang: “…Mm.”

The scenery born from the secret realm, surrounding the two of them, was the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate.

But it was not the current Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate; it was the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate of a hundred years ago.

Once the scene stabilized, a person walked between Mo Xun and Yun Wushang, passing through their bodies like a phantom.

She wore the sect robe of light gold, her soft long hair half styled in a bun, half naturally draped, falling neatly behind her, giving an impression of meticulousness.

Her aura was very similar to Yun Wushang’s, and her face was exactly the same as Yun Wushang’s.

Rather, she was Yun Wushang.

Just the Yun Wushang of a hundred years ago, the Yun Wushang who had just ascended to the Soul Transformation stage.