The Demon Lord is My Dark Moonlight [Transmigration Novel] - Chapter 36

“I want Big Sister to take back what she said earlier.”

Watching the person before her slowly fold her pride inch by inch, Shen Chigui ignored the inexplicable, strange sensation in her chest. Instead, she felt as if every pore on her body was relaxing in triumph.

Look! This is the Creator of the world! My Creator!

This was the high-and-mighty Deity who could decide her life or death with a single line of text. This was the arrogant being who had tried, without hesitation, to deny her very existence.

But now? Look at her. She had no choice but to soften her voice and bow her head. Aside from pleading, this person had no other options.

“Fine.”

Gu Jinli closed her eyes, her fingers clenching so hard they trembled. She spoke through gritted teeth, as if the words were being wrenched from her soul. “I take back what I said. Whatever I said before… it wasn’t my true intention.”

“Let her go. She knows nothing. If you’re still angry, take it out on me.”

What else could she do? She was powerless. She couldn’t win a fight, and insults only served to provoke the girl further. To save Su Hua, she had to swallow her pride for now. But she swore to herself—this would not be her reality forever.

“I’ll listen to Big Sister, then.”

Shen Chigui let go without a second thought, not even sparing the falling woman a glance. “Who told me to be such a soft-hearted person? Who told Big Sister to be so weak, yet so obsessed with protecting others?”

“Only I am willing to listen to you.”

“…”

Bullshit. Gu Jinli’s jaw tightened as she watched Su Hua crumple to the ground, unmoving. She couldn’t tell if the woman was merely unconscious or worse.

“Don’t look at her anymore, Big Sister.” Shen Chigui pouted like a spoiled child, her expression full of dissatisfaction. “I don’t like it when you look at others.”

“You should only look at me. You can only look at me.”

If the atmosphere weren’t so lethal, and if she hadn’t experienced the girl’s cold-blooded betrayals so many times, Gu Jinli might have been fooled. She might have even felt a flicker of joy, thinking the girl was confessing. But now? She knew better. This was a monster with a hollow heart.

“I’ll do what you say, but you must promise me—no more senseless killing.” Gu Jinli took a deep breath and looked away. She didn’t look at Shen Chigui, nor at the body on the ground. She fixed her gaze on a point in the distance, her expression numb and resigned. It was a silent rebellion—the only kind she could afford.

“Big Sister sure has a lot of demands.” Shen Chigui’s face was as changeable as the clouds; the sunlight vanished, replaced by a storm. She looked at Gu Jinli coldly, neither agreeing nor refusing. “At a time like this, I’d prefer you thought more about yourself.”

“I am thinking of myself. You can’t kill me anyway, can you?” Gu Jinli stated flatly.

“True. I can’t kill you, Big Sister. But I know a thousand ways to make you wish you were dead. Like… throwing you back into a quicksand pit~” Shen Chigui blinked and started smiling again. Her expression turned bright and innocent, but Gu Jinli knew exactly how cruel that smile was. The feeling of being repeatedly ‘drowned’ in sand was a nightmare. The girl knew exactly what she feared most.

“But I wouldn’t hurt you,” Shen Chigui said, her voice dropping to a soft, airy tone. “I’m quite loath to do that now.”

A flash of genuine seriousness crossed her eyes. In this moment, no one but Shen Chigui herself knew the weight of those words. She had given up on torturing this person. She had given up on using her as a tool. She had even forgiven the girl’s deceitful approach and her constant attempts to fool her. For Shen Chigui, this was a monumental concession.

“…”

Gu Jinli didn’t even notice. She wasn’t really listening; she was too preoccupied with planning an escape—how to get away from the lead while ensuring the safety of the Jiuyi Sect disciples. She had no doubt that if pushed, Shen Chigui would level the entire sect.

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Having found her lost “toy,” Shen Chigui was in a much better mood. She even felt like chatting about how she’d found her. Simply put: the Secret Realm. Once she subdued the natal sword, the realm recognized her as its master, giving her control over every passage and exit.

She knew Gu Jinli well. She guessed that even if the “Creator” fled, she would seek out human civilization. The Cultivation World was the obvious choice. After all, her Creator—despite being a cold, detached “monster” at her core just like Shen Chigui—loved to wrap herself in layers of morality and conscience, pretending to be a normal human.

Shen Chigui never underestimated Gu Jinli. Being the “Creator” alone meant this person was far from simple. A person’s writing is a mirror to their soul; her Creator was not as harmless as she appeared.

“Fine.” As expected of the lead; her intuition is terrifying. Gu Jinli’s expression remained blank.

“Let’s go, Big Sister.” Shen Chigui had no intention of lingering. She had much to do; with Nangong Jinyao dead, Gu City was in chaos. It was the perfect opportunity, and she wouldn’t miss it.

“Okay.” Gu Jinli followed silently, looking like a submissive captive. But beneath the surface, she was seething.

Just wait…

The bracelet from the Tower was beginning to grow warm against her wrist. It was a secret signal: the Tower spirit was ready to help.

“Big Sister, is the human sect fun?” Shen Chigui led the way leisurely. “If it’s fun, maybe I’ll accompany you next time?”

“It’s not fun,” Gu Jinli replied perfunctorily, her hand secretly gripping the warming bracelet. “I only came here because I had nowhere else to hide.”

“Did you learn to cultivate, then? What’s your spiritual root?” Shen Chigui asked, genuinely curious.

“I don’t have one,” Gu Jinli confessed. “I’m a ‘waste’ who can’t cultivate.”

“Oh? No spiritual root?” Shen Chigui grabbed Gu Jinli’s wrist before she could react. Her Ghost Qi had matured, and her bloodline power had awakened with the sword. Probing a mortal was easy.

“Hmm~” Her fingers moved slightly as she felt the meridians. She let go with a strange expression. “It’s true.”

She looked at Gu Jinli with an odd mix of pity and fascination. “Was this part of your ‘plan’ too? Or are you truly this weak? No spiritual root, and such a frail body… I feel like I could crush you with one finger. It almost makes me want to… cherish you.”

“Shut up!” Gu Jinli snapped, her face darkening. She knew she was weak; she didn’t need the person who constantly threatened her life to remind her.

“Don’t be discouraged, Big Sister,” Shen Chigui said with a nonchalant smile. “Cultivation isn’t the only path in this world.”

“I know.” Gu Jinli’s reply was dismissive. Her mind was entirely focused on the escape plan she was about to execute.

Soon enough, she found her chance.

According to the map the sect had provided earlier, she noticed there was a den belonging to a Tier-1 demonic beast nearby. She could use this to her advantage.

“Shen Chigui.”

Gu Jinli slowed her pace and proposed, “I want to head over there for a second.” She pointed in that direction and said with a straight face, “I need to… relieve myself.”

When in doubt, use the “bathroom break” strategy. Nature’s call was an indisputable excuse.

“?”

Relieve yourself? For a few seconds, Shen Chigui didn’t even react. She hesitated, but eventually nodded.

The moment the female lead gave the okay, Gu Jinli was off like a wild horse without a tether, sprinting away. Watching her frantic, retreating back, Shen Chigui couldn’t help but stare.

“…”

Is she really in that much of a hurry?

Escaping the lead while keeping the sect out of the line of fire was difficult with the Tower’s help alone, as Shen Chigui might notice the Tower’s sentience. Therefore, Gu Jinli needed a distraction—a scapegoat that wouldn’t be suspected and could draw Shen Chigui’s immediate aggression.

This Tier-1 demonic beast was her target.

Gu Jinli was going to play Shen Chigui for a fool and seize the chance to vanish.

“Success or failure depends on this one move!”

She mentally rehearsed the plan, clutching her bracelet, and charged headlong toward the beast’s den.

A short while later, Shen Chigui, still standing in place waiting, suddenly sensed a powerful surge of demonic energy. Then, as the beast’s roar echoed through the forest, her brow twitched.

That direction… if she remembered correctly, that was exactly where Gu Jinli had just gone.

Her body moved faster than her thoughts. In just a few breaths, she reached the location. Shen Chigui looked over. Inside the massive den, an enraged Seven-Headed Bird was stomping around, spewing fire everywhere. Beneath it lay a single, unhatched white egg, but there was no sign of anyone else.

“…”

It was obvious someone had been here and left in a hurry. Shen Chigui raised an eyebrow and began to follow the trail. But the clues cut off abruptly; the person had seemingly vanished into thin air.

Vanished into thin air…

“Do I really look that easy to fool?” Shen Chigui fell into a deep, dark silence.

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