The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 25.1

Chapter 25.1

When Shi Zhihua woke up the next day, she found Tong Siqing staring intently at her.

“You didn’t sleep all night?” Shi Zhihua couldn’t help but laugh. She glanced at the pile of books not far away and asked, “Was it that good? You could read it all night?”

Tong Siqing nodded vigorously: “Mhm mhm!”

Shi Zhihua thoughtfully probed: “So what did you learn?”

Tong Siqing answered seriously: “I learned a lot of novel and interesting things.”

Shi Zhihua looked at her ambiguously, raising her beautiful eyes: “For example—”

Tong Siqing was a little proud. She answered, shaking her head slightly like a silly rabbit: “I’ve memorized all of it.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

How novel! Not only did someone study low-brow storybooks all night, but they didn’t learn anything from them and memorized every single word of the book!

Shi Zhihua sighed, thinking that if this happened to Tong Siqing, it wasn’t too surprising.

She believed that the girl was indeed capable of such a feat.

So, Shi Zhihua, clutching onto the last shred of hope, asked meaningfully: “Then why did you come over and stare at me first thing this morning?”

Shi Zhihua thought perhaps Tong Siqing had been enlightened by reading those storybooks and naturally came to her side this morning, wanting to…

Wanting to…

Shi Zhihua’s throat bobbed slightly, and she felt a sense of anticipation.

“I read a wonderful story and wanted to tell you right away,” Tong Siqing propped up her chin, her eyes sparkling with tiny fragments of light. Her dark lashes were like petals blooming in the morning sun, irresistibly drawing one’s gaze.

She stared at Shi Zhihua with those overly beautiful eyes and then, without permission, began: “It is said that in the world, there is a beautiful yet vicious woman who possesses three thousand beauties and holds banquets every night, indulging in excessive lust…”

Her anticipation dashed, Shi Zhihua’s face darkened. She didn’t want to listen to such disreputable stories and got up to start her toilette.

However, she didn’t interrupt Tong Siqing and allowed her to continue, treating it like the chirping of a small bird in her ear.

But…

The more she listened to this story, the more wrong it sounded.

Shi Zhihua paused, looking through the mirror at the unsuspecting Tong Siqing… She wondered if it was her imagination, but the people in these stories seemed to subtly allude to herself.

How to put it? It was like consolidating all the rumors about her in human folk tales, arranging them together, and then fabricating many plots that were difficult to endure.

Shi Zhihua’s voice was cold: “What were the names of these books?”

Tong Siqing: “The first volume, The Domineering Demon Lord Loves Me. The second, I Cried After a Night of Passion. The third, The Demon Lord Seduced and Abandoned Me. The fourth…”

Shi Zhihua: “…Stop.”

Tong Siqing stopped, puzzled, and looked at her: “Is something wrong?”

This was a major problem. Discussing the Demon Lord frivolously was a crime tantamount to treason. A story based on the Demon Lord as the prototype certainly wouldn’t be the work of the craven members of the Joyous Union Sect.

Who was it?

Who dared to replace the content of the storybooks?

Because the books were intended for Tong Siqing, Shi Zhihua had naturally flipped through them when she received them yesterday. The titles she saw then were completely different, and the contents were very ordinary. Who knew that after leaving her hand, the content of the storybooks would change?

Who was so bold as to do this?

Shi Zhihua was enraged, but she endured and did not lash out in front of Tong Siqing. She instructed Tong Siqing to continue reciting the story to her while sending a sound transmission to summon Qing Lin.

A realization was slowly forming in her mind.

That succubus who poisoned her with the love toxin, Wu Ziyu, hasn’t been captured yet, has she…

Qing Lin arrived quickly.

Shi Zhihua walked out with a look of displeasure, followed by a little shadow.

The shadow was diligently telling the story from the book: “The woman’s heart was twisted like a knife, and she couldn’t sleep at night. Her Venerable Lord crippled half of her cultivation and pursued her relentlessly across the world, leaving her homeless. She thought with resentment that she must demand an explanation from the Demon Lord…”

Shi Zhihua walked outside the hall and immediately saw Qing Lin escorting a familiar person.

Qing Lin said: “Wu Ziyu has been captured.”

Tong Siqing’s storytelling tone was light, dutifully serving as background noise: “…So the woman offered herself up, meeting the lover she longed for but could not have.”

Qing Lin was completely confused: “???”

What is this girl rambling about?

Shi Zhihua looked down at Wu Ziyu, her eyes full of disdain: “You actually dared to come here to court death.”

Wu Ziyu was covered in wounds and looked up weakly at her: “The Venerable Lord is still so cold towards me. It truly breaks my heart.”

Just as Shi Zhihua was about to say something, Tong Siqing suddenly interrupted her thoughts again: “The woman heard of the Demon Lord’s preference and, eager for love, thought she could win the Venerable Lord’s favor by showing weakness, so she deliberately inflicted injuries upon herself…”

Shi Zhihua: “???”

Qing Lin: “???”

Wu Ziyu: Wait? What is happening? Can’t she let me finish my sentence?

No! What is the background of this person? Why can she tell that my injuries are not real?

Wu Ziyu’s bound hands had actually already slipped free; the knots were just a distraction.

She had indeed… planned to test the Demon Lord’s intentions.

Qing Lin, who was responsible for the binding, realized the peril and, before the Demon Lord could check the knots, quickly kicked her, pinning Wu Ziyu down. She said: “Don’t try any tricks!”

As a succubus, Wu Ziyu had many petty tricks, and she had even managed to trick Shi Zhihua once.

How could Shi Zhihua not be angry about that!

She resented those shameless people who dared to use poison to get her.

Shi Zhihua sneered, intending to personally end the other woman.

Just then, Tong Siqing spoke again: “The woman’s argument with the Demon Lord was fruitless, and her heart turned to ashes. In the end, she self-destructed her demonic soul, intending to perish together. Before dying, she took out a Life-Death Gu from her sleeve, wanting the other person to fall in love with her, even the dead version of her.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of everyone present changed. Shi Zhihua noticed something hidden in Wu Ziyu’s sleeve and swiftly cut off both of her arms… Sure enough, a pair of Gu worms rolled out from her sleeve onto the ground.

Shi Zhihua’s malevolence immediately flared. Her pupils turned from black to deep red. She looked at the Gu worms on the ground and turned to Wu Ziyu: “You have quite the nerve, trying to drag me into playing these disgusting games even before you die.”

Wu Ziyu’s arms dissolved, revealing the true form of the succubus. Thick black energy swirled around her severed limbs. The pain, from body to heart, made her practically weep. She didn’t know why her plan had been exposed. She hadn’t told anyone.

Could it be that there was actually mind-reading in this world?

How was that possible…

Wu Ziyu looked at Tong Siqing in confusion: “How could you…”

Tong Siqing finally realized. The story in the book actually corresponded to reality!

No wonder she found the plot had changed while reading yesterday. Some low-brow storybooks suddenly became much harder to read. It was a good thing she paid close attention to memorize so much.

This sense of déjà vu made Tong Siqing feel like she was reliving the first time she uncovered a heavenly secret. That day was the first time she realized her own uniqueness.

After awakening her personal consciousness, she knew she was just the protagonist in a book, and Zhihua was the biggest villain in the world.

Only by killing the villain could she restore order, so no matter what she did, everything in the world would yield to her.

Like that storybook.

As long as Tong Siqing didn’t want Shi Zhihua to be harmed, the people and events that should have harmed her wouldn’t happen.

According to the original plot development, the woman today would have planted the Life-Death Gu on Zhihua, but Zhihua would not have loved her and would have become even more tyrannical because of this malicious Gu, forever losing the ability to sincerely love anyone.

Tong Siqing clenched her hands, feeling a sense of lingering fear.

“The storybook wasn’t written by you?”

Shi Zhihua looked at Wu Ziyu, then frowned and turned to look at Tong Siqing.

Tong Siqing then realized that the “heavenly secret” in the storybook was only visible to her, so she shouldn’t reveal it to Shi Zhihua, but she also didn’t want to lie…

How should she respond?

Tong Siqing lowered her head, extremely nervous.

She had planned to share a very interesting story with Zhihua. How did it suddenly turn into this situation?

Tong Siqing’s fingertips trembled slightly. She used the Clear White Flame to burn the Gu worms, then softly changed the subject: “These worms are harmful. The person harmed by them will not be able to love anyone else.”

The Life-Death Gu was usually used to break up cultivation partners or to place a curse.

Shi Zhihua was astonished. Was the story created by Tong Siqing? Did she… perhaps concoct this whole farce to make her like her?

She was clumsily expressing her love, and I actually doubted her just now.

That was so wrong.

Shi Zhihua was genuinely remorseful, her eyes filled with a sense of debt.

Tong Siqing, after saying that, fell silent.

She had heard that the Demon Lord hated concealment and deception, so she thought Shi Zhihua would properly question her. She didn’t expect the other woman to say nothing else after realizing the situation, which made her very scared.

Tong Siqing trembled slightly and apologized in an even quieter voice: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Shi Zhihua gently stepped forward and embraced her: “I know everything. It’s alright.”

After all, she wouldn’t harshly criticize a person whose heart was entirely focused on her.

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