The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 46

Chapter 46

By late morning, Shi Zhihua sat facing Tong Siqing, her expression blank.

“Do you have anything to say?” Her tone was flat, her face vacant. “For example, an explanation for last night’s events.”

Tong Siqing really wanted to say she didn’t remember, but unfortunately… she remembered everything.

Shi Zhihua tapped the table: “Hmm?”

Tong Siqing lowered her head: “I don’t… I don’t know…”

“If you don’t know, why are you blushing?” Shi Zhihua was so angry she nearly choked. “Did you stop when this Venerable One told you to last night?”

Tong Siqing answered meekly: “N-No…”

Shi Zhihua pondered, then lowered her voice and told her: “You must understand, it’s not that this Venerable One couldn’t perform, but I happened to seal my xue meridians last night, so I had no strength.”

“Mhm,” Tong Siqing whispered. “I won’t be like that next time. I didn’t know what came over me last night. I just really wanted to… really wanted to bully the Venerable Lord.”

Shi Zhihua gnashed her teeth, her arm still slightly numb. No one in this world had ever dared to tie her up and mouth-censored her. Tong Siqing was the first.

Too presumptuous.

Who would have thought that after all her years as the Demon Lord, she would be tied up and played with by a little girl from Xianning, with her pleas for mercy amounting to nothing?

Tong Siqing quickly apologized: “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.”

At this point, Qing Lin and Su Rong also entered.

Seeing them enter, Shi Zhihua ceased questioning Tong Siqing.

She calmed her anger and asked Tong Siqing: “Did you see something before last night that made you suddenly become so strange?”

Tong Siqing briefly recalled: “I think I looked up at the moon and felt like it was very close to me, as if it were about to press down. Then I saw a shadow in the moon, my head felt swollen and dizzy, and finally, after returning to the room, I started to become uncontrollable.”

Shi Zhihua frowned: “The moon? Could the nightmare realm have expanded? How is that possible… How can the nightmare realm cause such a great influence?”

Qing Lin interjected: “Venerable Lord, who did you see before returning to the room?”

“It was Immortal Master Fu Luan,” Tong Siqing said. “I remember she even told us a story.”

Shi Zhihua rubbed her forehead irritably: “It’s all because of her wretched story, causing this Venerable One discomfort all night.”

If she hadn’t listened to the words in the story and sealed her xue meridians accordingly, she wouldn’t have been pulled and played with by Tong Siqing repeatedly.

Everyone: “…”

“I started feeling uncomfortable after seeing the moon,” Tong Siqing said. “Immortal Master Fu Luan also went to close the window last night. Was it during that time that the Phantom Mirror somehow possessed Immortal Master Fu Luan’s body?”

If so, the Phantom Mirror’s magical powers are too great.

Shi Zhihua didn’t care about Fu Luan, so she didn’t remember whether Fu Luan actually went to close the window.

But she was frustrated and needed something to vent her anger on. After thinking it over, that broken mirror was the most suitable.

If it was truly as Tong Siqing said, and the Phantom Mirror suddenly possessed Fu Luan’s body while the three were chatting, then the current Phantom Mirror was in the hands of the Demon Realm people.

“We will first probe to find out who she is,” Shi Zhihua ground her teeth and told Qing Lin: “Summon the person to see this Venerable One.”

Those four words were heavily emphasized, showing how angry the Demon Lord was.

Qing Lin immediately went to summon the person.

“There was so much commotion last night. The Venerable Lord and Immortal Saint Siqing weren’t injured, were they?” Phantom Mirror Wei Luan asked with fervent concern. “Why are they only waking up so late? It made me worry for a long time.”

Qing Lin sighed: “Alas, Immortal Master, the Venerable Lord is not in a very good mood today.”

Wei Luan timely showed a surprised expression: “Ah? Why is that?”

“I don’t know either,” Qing Lin shook her head. “The Venerable Lord won’t let us ask.”

Wei Luan seemingly frowned in distress, but in reality, she could barely contain the smile at the corner of her mouth.

Qing Lin: “Immortal Master, please come with me quickly. Don’t keep the Venerable Lord waiting impatiently.”

Wei Luan followed her with light steps: “Okay.”

Phantom Mirror was inwardly ecstatic—The Demon Lord is nothing special, I took her down with just a little trick.

There is no greater joy in the world.

Sure enough, when she arrived, the first thing she saw was Tong Siqing massaging the Demon Lord’s shoulders.

Wei Luan’s expression was a very good imitation: “Is the Venerable Lord experiencing any physical discomfort?”

Shi Zhihua glanced at her, then looked away: “Don’t bring up that matter again.”

“My apologies,” Wei Luan lowered her head. “I was presumptuous.”

“By the way, have you considered what this Venerable One mentioned to you yesterday?” Shi Zhihua opened casually. “If you’ve considered it, we will go find that bunch of idiots from the Xianning Sect.”

What matter?

Not only Wei Luan, but even Tong Siqing didn’t understand. But she thought for a moment. The Venerable Lord just said she would trick the other party, so this sentence must be a test.

Tong Siqing didn’t say anything, carefully observing the “Fu Luan” in front of her.

The person in front of her had white hair and seemed unchanged, but… to truly test the other party, she had to rely on this kind of question.

The few of them didn’t know the things that happened to Immortal Master Fu Luan in the past, but the Phantom Mirror did.

However, the incident happened urgently last night, and since she and Zhihua had been close to Immortal Master Fu Luan, the Phantom Mirror hadn’t had enough time to eavesdrop on their conversation.

This could indeed trick the other party’s identity out.

Tong Siqing looked at “Fu Luan,” waiting for her answer along with Shi Zhihua.

“Still haven’t figured it out?” Shi Zhihua said. “You can’t bear to lay hands on that mirror? It destroyed you like that, yet you are still so soft-hearted?”

Wei Luan: !!!

The Demon Lord is actually asking about me!

She asked Immortal Master Fu Luan!

Wei Luan instantly became nervous. She really wanted to know Fu Luan’s answer, but unfortunately, she wasn’t her and couldn’t personally see her or hear the answer in her heart.

She could only stand here, impersonating Fu Luan to answer.

But… would Fu Luan really lay hands on herself?

Wei Luan’s heart was in chaos. She stood dejectedly in place.

Seeing “Immortal Master Fu Luan” in this state, Tong Siqing instantly understood. She even wanted to applaud Zhihua. This move was brilliant!

Does she even need to be tricked? The result is already obvious.

This clearly was that broken mirror disguised. Because they hadn’t discussed this type of question with Immortal Master Fu Luan last night, and Immortal Master Fu Luan hadn’t proactively brought up the Phantom Mirror.

“If you’ve figured it out, we will go subdue that mirror together today,” Shi Zhihua said. “Try to be nice to her, dismantle her defenses, and we will find an opportunity to jointly seal her.”

Wei Luan: “…”

She thought, “Fortunately, I switched to this side today. Otherwise, I really would have been deceived like this.”

Her heart was a mess. On one hand, she wanted to know if Fu Luan would agree to the Demon Lord’s proposal. On the other hand, she was humbly imagining and hoping that Fu Luan would truly smile at her. Even if it was to seal her, if she was willing to be a little kind to her, she would die without regrets.

Wei Luan closed her eyes and said solemnly: “Venerable Lord, I have made up my mind. We will proceed as agreed.”

Shi Zhihua: “Good, then let’s go.”

“But… Venerable Lord,” Wei Luan used Fu Luan’s clear and soft voice to make a gentle request. “Even if we have to seal her later, do not injure her the moment you see her. She… is only like this because of me…”

The Phantom Mirror had taken mimicry to the extreme—Fu Luan’s soft-heartedness, Fu Luan’s benevolence, Fu Luan’s determination…

She had learned them all convincingly.

Shi Zhihua also played her part convincingly. She intentionally made things difficult, as she usually did: “Fu Luan, you aren’t getting soft-hearted again, are you?”

Again?

Wei Luan immediately grasped the key point of this sentence.

Soft-hearted again.

Could it be… that in a past instance, the other party was also soft-hearted toward her?

Wei Luan’s heart instantly felt sweet. She was suddenly filled with hope. She sighed slightly, looking up, suddenly full of anticipation for the future. Perhaps, she could also dare to dream.

Maybe one day, Immortal Master Fu Luan would truly accept her?

The Demon Realm people all stared at her.

Everyone thought—the Venerable Lord’s move is truly exquisite. Although this broken mirror has many tricks and schemes, it ultimately failed due to its deep affection.

The Venerable Lord only used a small trick, and the other party stopped seeking death wholeheartedly. It even rekindled its desire for life.

These few sweeteners were also given at the right time.

It will keep the broken mirror’s conviction going.

Seeing the Phantom Mirror showing that expression, Shi Zhihua knew the other party had taken the bait.

Since the other party was stable…

Then she could beat people up without reservation.

Shi Zhihua immediately showed a deeply suspicious expression: “Fu Luan, why are you showing that kind of expression? Are you the real Fu Luan?”

Wei Luan snapped back to attention: “Venerable Lord, you personally brought me back, and I haven’t left the room. How could I be fake?”

Shi Zhihua deliberately made things difficult: “No, this Venerable One finds your expression just now very strange, so I cannot confirm that you are the real Fu Luan.”

Wei Luan sighed softly, acting out a slightly helpless expression: “Then how does the Venerable Lord want me to prove it?”

Shi Zhihua raised her hand and pointed at her: “You once took a palm strike from this Venerable One. Now, this Venerable One will give you another palm strike. If you can withstand this palm strike of three-tenths of my power, this Venerable One will temporarily believe you and not make things difficult for you. If you cannot withstand it, then don’t blame me for being merciless.”

Three-tenths of power.

Phantom Mirror Wei Luan’s own cultivation was not superior to others. She could only rely on some tricks to play against the Demon Lord. If it came to a true head-on collision, she might not actually be able to withstand the other party.

However, after careful consideration, she felt it was feasible.

Although she hadn’t tested how formidable the Demon Lord’s cultivation truly was, the Demon Lord had expended a lot of energy last night and hadn’t recovered yet. She should be able to withstand her palm strike.

Three-tenths of power. Take a gamble. She should be able to hold out.

Wei Luan continued to diligently play the role of Fu Luan: “I agree to the Venerable Lord’s condition. I hope that after withstanding this palm strike, I can dispel the Venerable Lord’s suspicion.”

Shi Zhihua nodded: “Good. Now, turn your head away.”

Wei Luan did not suspect anything. She turned around, facing away from everyone.

Shi Zhihua glanced at the Demon Realm group, then gave Qing Lin, who was holding a sack, a look of approval.

Wei Luan: “Venerable Lord, I am ready.”

It is a bit strange to turn around like this.

Why turn around to take a palm strike?

Could the dignified Demon Lord be planning a sneak attack? Wei Luan was unsure and asked: “Venerable Lord, may I turn around to face the palm strike?”

Shi Zhihua: “You may.”

Wei Luan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems the Demon Lord is ultimately magnanimous and is not truly suspicious of her.

Wei Luan: “That’s good. Demon Lord—please proceed.”

As if she had performed this action in her mind before, Wei Luan, following the former habits of this body, cast a spell to bind her white hair. All her attention was focused on the front. Her feet were slightly apart, and her palms were cautiously raised in front of her chest. It was a very conservative defensive posture.

The set of movements was fluid and natural, clearly indicating that she had done the same thing before.

Wei Luan felt reassured by this smoothness. It seemed Immortal Master Fu Luan had truly taken this palm strike from the Demon Lord before. The Demon Lord was not deliberately deceiving her.

Wei Luan composed herself, focusing intently and nervously on the Demon Lord in front of her.

On the other side, Shi Zhihua looked very nonchalant. She said nothing, just stepped out, raised a hand, as if pointing at someone.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Wei Luan was fully focused on the scene, not daring to be careless, staring intently at the imminent confrontation.

Because she was so focused, staring straight ahead, she didn’t notice… two people had appeared behind her.

Qing Lin and Su Rong exchanged glances, opened the sack wide enough to fit a person, and covered the Mirror Demon’s head all the way down.

Wei Luan suddenly saw black and was full of question marks.

The next second, she felt a strike, and before she could react, various punches and kicks rained down on her.

Punching flesh.

The Demon Realm group, just as they had ambushed Fu Luan before, ambushed Wei Luan this time too.

Indeed, the most primitive method of beating is the most satisfying.

Shi Zhihua was afraid that if she used magic, she might accidentally kill the person, so she simply joined the group’s beating operation…

After finally beating her to their satisfaction, the Demon Realm group dragged the sack to the Xianning disciples’ side.

Tong Siqing quietly asked Shi Zhihua: “Venerable Lord, she didn’t resist just now. Could she have been beaten to death by us?”

Shi Zhihua clapped her hands together, wiping them, and sneered: “That won’t happen. This broken mirror will definitely hold out to see Fu Luan. It won’t die.”

The other party told me a deceptive, wretched story last night. Today, I will return the favor with a fleeting illusion, allowing her to be full of hope, only to personally witness the shattering of that beautiful dream.

Shi Zhihua exhaled a breath of frustration, finally feeling much better.

Upon arriving at the Xianning side, she threw the sack down and told Cen Letian: “I’ve figured it out. You’re right. The Fu Luan on your side is the real one.”

This exchange saved her the trouble of explaining things to this bunch of idiots.

Shi Zhihua simply said: “Let’s figure out a way to seal this mirror.”

The mouth of the sack was untied by Qing Lin. Wei Luan lay blankly on the ground, unable to understand why the Demon Lord had suddenly attacked and inexplicably beaten her.

When was she exposed?

Wei Luan was utterly confused.

Soon, Immortal Master Fu Luan emerged, surrounded by the other Xianning disciples.

She glanced at her white-haired self on the ground and asked: “What happened?”

Cen Letian stepped forward to take credit: “Master, I was right about you! Just now, the Demon Lord brought the fake you. The truth is as follows—the person taken away by the Demon Lord yesterday was the fake you, an illusion created by the Phantom Mirror.”

Fu Luan: “…”

Forget it, don’t be angry. Anger shortens one’s life.

Fu Luan really wanted to empty the water out of this wretched disciple’s head. If she hadn’t been switched last night, this fool would still be guarding that mirror, calling it “Master” every time.

Never mind. Since the Demon Lord hasn’t explained, she is probably too lazy to waste any more breath. I shouldn’t add to the chaos.

Fu Luan sighed.

Wei Luan on the ground was still pondering the Demon Lord’s word “again” and the choice Immortal Master Fu Luan faced.

Even though she knew the Demon Lord had exposed her, she was still hoping, hoping that these events were real, that Fu Luan would be a little soft-hearted toward her.

Moreover…

The Phantom Mirror thought that the last time they separated, she had also heard some of Fu Luan’s inner thoughts. It was truly possible for the other party to be won back.

Combined with the hint from those inner thoughts, she became even more convinced that the Demon Lord’s words were all true.

She struggled to raise her head and looked at Fu Luan.

Fu Luan looked away and turned to the Demon Lord: “Venerable Lord, what do you suggest? I will listen to you.”

Wei Luan: !!!

She agreed.

For a moment, the Phantom Mirror didn’t know whether to feel down or happy. She humbly thought that since the other party had agreed, she would definitely be nicer to her, right? Would she say some intimate words to comfort her? Or would she be close to her, leaving her without regret…

Fu Luan asked: “Should I personally perform the sealing?”

Sealed by her? Wei Luan’s heart trembled. She thought of something.

If only Fu Luan sealed her, the sealing would actually be ineffective. Firstly, her artifact soul was still within the real Fu Luan. Secondly, Fu Luan and her had a special relationship…

If this were the case, she would not actually be affected much later.

Wei Luan was overjoyed.

So, just as Shi Zhihua was about to open her mouth to answer, Wei Luan interjected: “Even if I, the Phantom Mirror, am to be sealed, it must be done by Immortal Master Fu Luan personally.”

Cen Letian cursed: “You’re still bargaining? Do you think you get to decide this?”

Wei Luan gave a bitter smile: “Regardless of anything else, if you don’t agree, I will self-destruct, and no one will get anything.”

Hey, she’s threatening them now?

Cen Letian clenched his fist, wishing he could rush over and beat her up.

Cen Letian stepped forward indignantly, but when he looked down, he saw the Phantom Mirror’s face… identical to his Master’s. Delicate eyes, slender shoulders…

He couldn’t lay a hand on that face.

This was his Master!

Helpless, Cen Letian had no choice but to retreat to his original position.

Shi Zhihua heard the Phantom Mirror’s request and generously agreed: “This Venerable One agrees. Fu Luan will personally seal you.”

The Phantom Mirror rejoiced internally, lying flat and waiting with anticipation.

“Good.”

Fu Luan was silent for a moment. With a benevolent gaze, she stepped forward. She extended her hand, and soft light radiated from her palm—the Xianning’s unique sealing technique.

Sealing the artifact soul would prevent it from becoming an inanimate object while preserving its effectiveness as an Immortal artifact.

Fu Luan comforted her gently: “If one day, all sins are atoned for, and the world is at peace, you will also be placed on a high pedestal. I… will come to see you.”

A tear slid down Wei Luan’s eye. She was incredibly touched.

However, feeling touched was one thing. She thought to herself—This sealing will definitely be ineffective. Simply because it is you, and you are me. We are one entity. The sealing cannot possibly succeed.

Wei Luan secretly fantasized that she would pretend to be sealed. When Fu Luan was alone, wandering the world with no one to rely on, she would break the seal and still be able to accompany the other party.

How wonderful…

Wei Luan looked up at the sky, full of hope…

Just then, she suddenly felt a powerful surge of demonic energy join the seal?

Wei Luan: !???

The seal… how could it…

She struggled to look, and in the soft sealing light, she saw the people behind Fu Luan.

Everyone, except Fu Luan, had added their power and joined the seal.

Wei Luan: ???

What are they doing?

Wei Luan sternly said: “Demon Lord, you are breaking your word.”

“Why would I lie to a broken mirror like you?” Shi Zhihua replied openly. “This Venerable One has not gone back on my word. I just agreed to let Fu Luan personally seal you. But I never said that others couldn’t join in.”

She had only said that Fu Luan would personally seal her. What’s wrong with adding a few more people?

There was absolutely no problem.

Isn’t that right?

Shi Zhihua gave a false smile and raised her voice: “Everyone, put in more effort! This is an Immortal artifact. Don’t hold back when sealing it. Use all your might, so it doesn’t break free from the constraints again.”

Wei Luan: “…”

You vicious Demon Lord.

Wei Luan’s hatred surged. She tightly gripped her clothes, looking venomously in that direction.

Among all the people there, the only one she could possibly corrupt was Tong Siqing. Because the others hadn’t been interfered with by the Phantom Mirror, she couldn’t provoke another side of them.

Only Tong Siqing could have the evil within her heart awakened.

As long as she provoked Tong Siqing’s evil, she could use the other party’s assistance to destroy this seal.

Wei Luan cast her gaze toward Tong Siqing. After their eyes met, she forcefully interfered with the other party.

Tong Siqing was right behind Fu Luan, helping with the seal. Her pupils dilated, and she was indeed affected.

Wei Luan sneered, waiting for the other party’s outburst.

The next second, Tong Siqing indeed withdrew her hand from the seal.

Wei Luan let out a burst of loud laughter.

Just as she thought she would be able to break free, suddenly, Tong Siqing moved.

She summoned the Jade Spirit Sword and placed it against the neck of Fu Luan, the one leading the seal.

Tong Siqing looked coldly at Wei Luan: “Either be sealed obediently, or watch your beloved die in front of you.”

Wei Luan: ???