The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Shi Zhihua still couldn’t understand why the golden snake she had raised for so many years had gone directly to recognize Tong Siqing as its master.

The two of them were being ridiculous. One insisted she couldn’t keep it alive and didn’t really want it, while the other, with its triangular head and bead-like eyes, kept chasing Tong Siqing, eagerly wanting to cling to her and follow her everywhere.

It was never this clingy when I was raising it!

The more Shi Zhihua thought about it, the angrier she got. She found time to grab the golden snake and give it another good beating.

What kind of situation was this?

This wasn’t recognizing the wrong person; this was premeditated betrayal!

That night, in the dead of the night, Shi Zhihua, after bathing, waited for Tong Siqing to return, harboring resentment in her heart.

After a while, Tong Siqing finally returned.

Her first words to Shi Zhihua were that she didn’t want to keep the golden snake.

Shi Zhihua let out a brief, short laugh, not knowing who she was mocking: “She’s practically begging to be taken for free, but you don’t want her. And my spiritual pet that I raised from a young age directly betrays me…”

Tong Siqing shook her head: “It’s not that I don’t want her; I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep her alive.”

Shi Zhihua pressed her index finger against her brow: “It’s fine. Its skin is tough and thick. It won’t die easily.”

Tong Siqing was greatly relieved. She walked to Shi Zhihua’s side and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her: “Alright.”

After this “alright,” both sides fell silent.

It wasn’t because of anything else, but rather…

Tong Siqing sniffed the surrounding air: “Zhihua, did you burn incense?”

The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous. Shi Zhihua gently hummed and patted the bed beside her, signaling her to come closer: “I’m in a bad mood today. I need some kind of relaxation to feel better.”

Tong Siqing noticed a very interesting pattern: “I find that every time Zhihua feels she’s been wronged, she always likes to do these things. Is this an opportunity to compensate yourself?”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

I know, I know! Don’t say it out loud.

Tong Siqing didn’t seem to notice her expression and was still smugly sharing her new discovery: “Am I right? Zhihua! Is that it? Did I guess correctly!”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Tong Siqing saw her expression was off, so she offered another guess: “Or is it that Zhihua always likes to relieve stress through this? Is this a custom of the Demon Realm people? I’ll ask Qing Lin another day to see if she’s the same…”

Shi Zhihua’s brow twitched. The hand she had extended flipped over, and she impatiently tapped the bed with her knuckles.

One.

Two.

Three…

If Tong Siqing didn’t react soon, she would beat her up too.

Shi Zhihua felt that the other party had been too disobedient recently, and it was necessary for her, the Demon Lord, to give her a good lesson.

Just as Shi Zhihua was preparing to take advantage of the situation, something suddenly pressed down on her palm.

Shi Zhihua: ???

She gently tried to withdraw her hand, but couldn’t.

Shi Zhihua looked down in surprise and saw that Tong Siqing, holding up her skirt, had placed one knee on her palm.

This is…

She looked up again and saw Tong Siqing smiling at her, deliberately using her knee to gently press down, then gradually increasing the pressure, pushing her palm directly into the soft bedding.

Of course, it wasn’t heavy at all.

Firstly, the silk quilt was soft, and the reaction force made it difficult to feel heavy pressure. Secondly, Tong Siqing was inherently light, so light that she could be carried with one hand in other situations.

No… something’s not quite right.

Why does Tong Siqing feel so strange now? Where exactly is the mismatch? She couldn’t pinpoint it, but there was a vague, subtle sense of dissonance…

In less than half an incense stick’s time.

Shi Zhihua had to admit that she had lost.

Tong Siqing’s innocence and directness, while irritating, when applied correctly, could deliver a soul-shaking impact.

Shi Zhihua thought, How could she say such things and do such things so directly?

“Don’t be angry, okay?” This time it was Tong Siqing’s turn to coax. She enthusiastically comforted the Demon Lord: “I don’t know why this happened either, but the master recognition has already occurred. We can only face the result.”

Shi Zhihua’s voice was low and slow: “This Venerable One was never truly angry.”

Since her voice was so low, Tong Siqing also lowered her voice, leaning in to whisper in her ear: “The golden snake is mine, but I can be the Venerable One’s.”

Shi Zhihua hesitated: “…Mm.”

The next moment, Tong Siqing suddenly changed her tone, her breath like orchids: “…Master.”

Shi Zhihua: !!!

Why did that address sound so wrong?

In the past, Tong Siqing often used to call her that, but she felt it was as monotonous and boring as calling her father. But… Today was different!

Has Tong Siqing learned bad things? Does she know something?

Shi Zhihua instantly became alert, propping herself up on her arms to look at her: “What do you mean? No, do you know what this means?”

Tong Siqing’s expression was innocent, and she still smiled as she asked: “What do you mean by what?”

Shi Zhihua’s eyelashes lowered, and she leaned in to look at her: “I’m asking you the meaning of what you’re thinking right now.”

Tong Siqing softly replied: “I’m answering the meaning of what the Venerable One is thinking.”

This is outrageous!

Did she finally understand today?

Shi Zhihua was both surprised and delighted. Of course, she was suspicious, but more importantly… they had been busy for the past few days and hadn’t slept together or done what they should be doing for several nights.

This was also why Shi Zhihua had lit the incense today.

She had exactly this intention, coinciding perfectly with Tong Siqing’s thoughts.

Although this rabbit was a bit too clever tonight, it didn’t matter at all!

Shi Zhihua cast aside her reservations and thought: I’m the one benefiting. I’m not losing anything. I don’t care if she’s finally figured it out or not!

Regardless of whether the other party was acting strangely or if she would deny it tomorrow, she absolutely had to have her tonight.

Shi Zhihua waved her over.

In no time, both of them lost their composure while gazing at each other. The Demon Lord could even be described as somewhat reckless in taking off her clothes.

Just as Shi Zhihua reached out with hazy eyes, she suddenly saw something propped up a fold of cloth in front of Tong Siqing’s chest.

Shi Zhihua: !!!

She was instantly jolted wide awake.

The commotion was comparable to a timid human seeing a ghost for the first time. Shi Zhihua suddenly retreated, a series of wild guesses flooding her mind: Is this Tong Siqing fake? Possessed by some demon? Is she hiding some soul-snatching artifact in her chest?

Tong Siqing was also somewhat shocked. She looked down at the movement inside her collar.

After a moment of thought… she pulled out a miniaturized golden snake with a dragon horn on its head.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Tong Siqing was silent for a moment: “This… might be… a drawback after recognizing a master?”

The romance that had been brewing for half the evening was completely ruined by this annoying snake. Shi Zhihua felt like she was about to explode. She didn’t say anything, but walked over and gripped the golden snake’s pair of dragon horns with one hand, pulling the little thing out like a radish.

The golden snake was still happily wriggling its body and lunging towards Tong Siqing, like a bow that was quickly drawn taut and released.

Shi Zhihua gnashed her teeth: “Audacious pervert. Tomorrow, I will pickle you in medicinal wine.”

She suddenly remembered that once, when she forced Tong Siqing to wear the scant clothes of an exotic dancer, this annoying snake had also eagerly tried to peek.

It was thrown out once, and it still hasn’t learned its lesson?

Shi Zhihua lifted the golden snake with a dark expression and furiously threw it out, opening and closing the window in one swift motion: “Get out.”

After doing all that, she stood by the window to catch her breath.

Forget it. I need to calm down and not scare Tong Siqing.

Shi Zhihua suppressed the anxiety and vague feeling of unease in her heart. She cleared her throat and slowly walked back.

“Siqing, ignore it,” Shi Zhihua couldn’t hear any movement inside, assuming the other party was stunned, so she softened her tone even more. “If you feel it’s inconvenient to get into the mood, this Venerable One can continue chatting with you.”

After speaking for a long time, the other party still didn’t reply. The indescribable feeling in Shi Zhihua’s heart grew stronger.

“Tong Siqing?” Shi Zhihua called her by her full name. “Answer this Venerable One, or you know the consequences—”

Shi Zhihua noticed that the bed curtains had been lowered at some point. She lifted them to look, and suddenly, something covered her eyes.

Someone was behind her.

It was Tong Siqing.

Shi Zhihua heard the other party’s delicate laugh, pressed very close to her.

Clearly with impure intentions.

Shi Zhihua relaxed. She thought, What was it? So Tong Siqing was just playing games with her.

In that case, she could completely let down her guard.

After all, this wasn’t a bad thing.

“This Venerable One never knew you were so playful.”

Shi Zhihua laughed. Just as she responded, the other party suddenly covered her mouth.

Shi Zhihua: ???

Has the world turned upside down? Playing this rough?

Shi Zhihua paused: “Why aren’t you speaking?”

“Shh—” Tong Siqing was almost soundless. “Today, I won’t speak. I’ll listen to you ‘speak’.”

In an instant, all the candles in the room were extinguished. Shi Zhihua was defenselessly subdued. At that moment, she finally understood where her discomfort came from!

When Tong Siqing was previously seduced by that broken mirror, she had also transformed into this wolf-like, tiger-like appearance!

Her current predicament was practically no different from that time!

Shi Zhihua’s mind trembled. She couldn’t speak a single word.

The next day.

Fuluo, accompanied by the disciples of Xianning, waited until the belated arrival of the Demon Lord and her group, after resolving the remaining issues in the Chixiao Realm.

“Venerable One, did you not rest well last night?” Fuluo looked at her complexion, somewhat worried. “Did something else happen?”

“It did.”

But Shi Zhihua refused to elaborate.

She felt utterly humiliated, but in public view, it was inconvenient to speak while clutching her waist.

Who could have thought that just standing up was exhausting and painful for her now?

Fuluo: “The immortal artifacts have been subdued. Is there anything else?”

At this moment, Tong Siqing stepped forward, rubbing her nose in embarrassment: “Nothing, nothing else. Fuluo Immortal Master, are you returning to Xianning today?”

“Precisely,” Fuluo said. “I intend to return and inform the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable of the events that transpired here, and then resign from the position of Immortal Master of the Heartless Dao sect.”

The Xianning disciples: !!!

“What? Master, what did you just say?”

“Master, you can’t leave!”

“We can’t bear to see you go!”

“If you leave, how are those of us who broke the Heartless Dao going to stay in Xianning?”

Fuluo looked at the disciples with a slight apology: “I apologize to all of you.”

“Immortal Master, can I follow you? I won’t be a Xianning disciple anymore either. Wherever you go, I will go,” one disciple stepped out, resolutely declaring. “Anyway, even in Xianning, we all followed you to travel the world. If you no longer want to stay in Xianning, it’s meaningless for me to stay either. This disciple… is willing to continue following you.”

Fuluo looked at him with slight surprise: “Are you also quitting Xianning?”

The disciple cupped his hands: “I am.”

Perhaps this disciple’s determination influenced the others.

Several more disciples successively stepped out, saying they wanted to leave with Fuluo.

Fuluo: “Don’t act on impulse. This kind of foolishness…”

“It’s not foolishness!”

“Immortal Master, we haven’t wanted to stay for a long time.”

“Xianning does not treat our Heartless Dao sect well.”

“We don’t receive much preferential treatment. Why should we continue to stay?”

Because the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable had previously subtly expressed disapproval of the Heartless Dao, many underlings who sought to curry favor began to oppress the Heartless Dao sect. Many aspiring disciples didn’t dare to join this sect, and when new disciples reached the stage of sect assignment, they were unwilling to transfer to this sect.

No way forward, no way back, only desolation.

Fuluo nodded with difficulty: “Think carefully on the way back. Question yourselves. Don’t do anything foolish.”

Tong Siqing said: “If no new disciples join, and these disciples also leave with the Immortal Master, then the Heartless Dao sect may cease to exist.”

Fuluo thought for a moment and said to everyone: “If it ceases to exist, the remaining people might be able to transfer to other sects. Think carefully, everyone. This is a rare opportunity.”

Tong Siqing looked at everyone: “I’ll go back and discuss it with my Father Venerable. Those who don’t want to leave can transfer to other places.”

Wait.

Fuluo looked at her in surprise: “Siqing Immortal Saint is also returning to Xianning with us?”

Tong Siqing lowered her head, seemingly embarrassed: “Yes. I’ve been feeling a bit unwell lately and want to go back and have my Father Venerable treat me.”

Last night was too crazy. This can’t continue. I keep acting strangely every night and can’t help but bully Zhihua.

This is a sickness that needs treatment.

Fuluo nodded: “Alright, then let’s set off together.”

Qing Lin couldn’t help but ask: “Siqing Immortal Saint, if you return to Xianning, what about our Demon Lord?”

Tong Siqing thought for a moment and tentatively suggested: “Venerable One, why don’t you come back with me? Say hello to my Father Venerable?”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Not very keen on seeing Holy Text’s face.

Tong Siqing whispered: “If it’s inconvenient, I’ll secretly take you back.”

Shi Zhihua scoffed: “Secretly? How secretly? Turn me into the size of the golden snake and tuck me in your sleeve?”

The golden snake heard the Demon Lord call its name and immediately poked its head out from Tong Siqing’s collar, flicking its tongue in a friendly manner.

Shi Zhihua was annoyed just seeing it and averted her gaze, thinking, Out of sight, out of mind.

A moment later, she suddenly realized something—When this annoying snake was with her, it always burrowed into her sleeve. Why, after following Tong Siqing, does it constantly burrow into her collar?

And hide between her breasts?

Is it tired of living?

Shi Zhihua grabbed it through the air and threatened: “From now on, you must stay large when following her. You are not allowed to burrow near her. If I find out once, I will personally twist off your dragon horns.”

Golden Snake: QvvQ

“Qing Lin, where’s the Meridian Gate Bell?” Shi Zhihua called her over and instructed: “Put the Meridian Gate Bell on its neck. Tie a rope to it and have you and Su Rong lead it.”

Tong Siqing couldn’t help it and burst into laughter again.

It truly fulfilled her initial idea. It looked as fun as walking a little dog.

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