The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 25.2

Chapter 25.2

She didn’t know that the suspicion was caused by the fallen cinnabar brush, nor was she aware that the Demon Lord hadn’t taken the three-day deadline too seriously. All she knew was that she certainly couldn’t give the Demon Lord an explanation within three days.

What if I can’t find anything? What then!

Surong was truly trembling with anxiety, her hair practically turning white with worry.

She hadn’t slept well for two consecutive nights. With the third day approaching, she couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

She had to consult the Celestial Venerable.

After all, the worst consequence… was that the Demon Lord intended to tear off all pretense with Xianning. At that point, the safety of Saint-Scribe Siqing would be a major issue.

Alas, this matter is far too difficult.

She had to inform the Saint-Scribe Celestial Venerable as quickly as possible so that he could devise a solution.

Surong had originally planned to send a direct letter to Xianning, but she suddenly remembered that her recent letters might have been intercepted, leading the Demon Lord to discover clues. Therefore, to be safe, she decided to personally make a trip to the Xianning Sect.

Time had already run out. The normal back-and-forth journey would certainly not suffice. She could only choose the more dangerous method of direct teleportation to the Xianning Sect.

Surong thought for a moment and took out the magical artifact given to her by the Saint-Scribe Celestial Venerable.

The artifact had one drawback: it could only be used when wearing the disciple uniform. Surong had no choice but to take off her Demon Realm attire and change into the pure white disciple robes.

Having always been a Xianning disciple, Surong looked exceptionally elegant and graceful in the white robes. Her waist was slender, her hair black, and her eyes bright, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

She took a deep breath. Just as she placed her hand on the artifact, the door suddenly opened.

At the doorway was a dumbfounded Qing Lin.

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