The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 60

Chapter 60

When Tong Siqing returned with the golden snake, she noticed a problem: the golden snake’s tail seemed to have an unhealed injury, and it wasn’t a new wound. It appeared to be an old scar, perhaps from childhood, that had simply gone unnoticed.

How could it have gone unnoticed for so long?

Tong Siqing was curious and flipped its tail over. When she reached out to touch it, she felt small scales similar to dragon scales. The scales at the injury site seemed to have peeled off, looking quite pitiful.

“Did Zhihua not know you were injured before?” Even though she knew the golden snake couldn’t talk, Tong Siqing still asked, “Or have your wounds always been there, just hidden by you?”

The golden snake was unconscious and couldn’t give her any response.

Tong Siqing wanted to help treat the wound on its tail. As she raised her hand, she saw the wound change its appearance again.

Tong Siqing was puzzled. How could this wound worsen right in front of me?

This injury…

Tong Siqing looked again, realizing that the wound was left after a lightning tribulation.

It looked like it had been struck by lightning!

Struck by lightning?

Tong Siqing suddenly recalled that when she was going through her tribulation in the North Sea, she had helped block a bolt of lightning for the North Sea Old Dragon’s ninth child. Because young dragons grow very slowly, and the other party was too young and newly born, unable to remember things or protect itself well, many of the dragon scales on its tail had fallen off after a round of lightning tribulation.

Could it be a coincidence?

Tong Siqing carefully looked at the little golden snake in front of her. It’s not a dragon. It can’t be the North Sea Ninth Prince that I once saved.

That Ninth Prince, Ji Wudu, is still in the Yu Yin Palace.

The little golden snake in front of her, perhaps recalling something in its slumber, coiled up into a ball and nestled into Tong Siqing’s arms.

Its dragon horns had completely merged with it, and it showed several signs of draconic transformation.

Tong Siqing lifted the little golden snake’s triangular head and found that it had also grown dragon whiskers.

Dragon whiskers…

Tong Siqing remembered that the Old Dragon King had once given her a dragon whisker from the Ninth Prince as compensation. She quickly retrieved that dragon whisker and held it up next to the little golden snake’s head for comparison.

Tong Siqing: !!!

They were exactly the same.

The little golden snake that Zhihua had raised by her side was actually the true North Sea Ninth Prince?

Then who is Ji Wudu?

Tong Siqing was a little confused and decided to ask Zhihua first. Zhihua might have a good solution.

Just as she got up to leave, the golden snake in her arms suddenly moved. Tong Siqing quickly placed it on the bed, and then personally witnessed a flash of white light, signaling an imminent transformation, radiating from its body.

Immediately after, the little golden snake transformed into a small, delicate-looking girl in the flash of light.

This little girl still had azure-blue dragon horns on her head, and her hair was the same light golden color as the snake, feeling fine and soft, and possessing the unique warmth of a human form.

Because the juvenile stage of dragons is long, this little golden snake, after transforming, looked only about ten years old.

Tong Siqing was instantly at a loss.

This feeling was like suddenly having an extra daughter out of thin air, very strange. She even felt a sense of… yes, like what people in the mortal world called having a child late in life, feeling both excited and shocked.

The girl’s eyes were a light brown, her gaze empty and clear, devoid of any superfluous emotions. When she looked at Tong Siqing, it was as if she was looking at the whole world, with only the other person in her eyes.

Her little legs were injured. The past lightning tribulation had left indelible scars on her legs, like a charred butterfly mark.

Tong Siqing didn’t dare to speak, fearing she would startle the other party. The two of them just looked at each other, neither speaking.

The problem was…

Tong Siqing was still holding her in her arms.

Just as she was about to let go, the little golden snake suddenly spoke.

Her first words were—”Empress Dowager.”

Tong Siqing: ???

You can’t just call people that! Why “Empress Dowager”?

It is said that after little animals are born, they regard the first person they see as their mother. Tong Siqing knew this, but she felt that after she had a contract with the little golden snake, even if it transformed, it should call her “Master.” How could it call her “Empress Dowager”?

However…

The words “Empress Dowager” were intriguing. Not “mother,” not “mom,” this title clearly denoted high status. The little golden snake was likely the little dragon she had saved in the North Sea.

But it is said that the North Sea Dragon King had nine sons. How did a little girl get mixed in?

Tong Siqing sat by the bed, feeling confused, unsure of what to think for a moment.

Outside the Hall, Shi Zhihua was still chatting earnestly with Xiuzhu.

Xiuzhu was initially suspicious, but Shi Zhihua’s story sounded very convincing. For example, Tong Siqing was supposedly not traveling due to illness, but had actually gone to be with the Demon Lord. Also, Tong Siqing’s public declaration of wanting to marry the Demon Lord was a tactic to put pressure on the Demon Lord, thereby establishing a bond with her.

Finally, Shi Zhihua threw out a very substantial statement—she said, “If you don’t believe me, go ask the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable. This is all true.”

Since the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable was mentioned, Xiuzhu could not possibly disbelieve her.

Because the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable was a figure of worship in the eyes of the Xianning people. Often, when people made an oath, they would say, “The Holy Text Heavenly Venerable above, be my witness.” Therefore, when many people mentioned Holy Text in an oath, they were extremely cautious and resolute.

Xiuzhu instantly believed Shi Zhihua’s words.

He thought that even if the other party was lying to him, she would surely not bring up the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable. Since the Heavenly Venerable was involved, the other party surely wouldn’t dare to lie. After all, if he asked the Heavenly Venerable and found that her words were inconsistent with the truth, she would face severe heavenly punishment.

Even if he let her go, the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable would not spare such a person.

Xiuzhu finally believed her.

He asked the other party: “Is that so? Aren’t you afraid that Siqing Immortal Saint will kill you in a rage when she learns the truth?”

Shi Zhihua looked sorrowful: “I have no choice. The Holy Text Heavenly Venerable ordered me to do this. If I don’t listen to him, he will kill me then and there.”

Xiuzhu frowned: “The Heavenly Venerable would surely not do that. The Heavenly Venerable cannot coerce and kill people.”

“I was originally a sinful person. The Heavenly Venerable spared my life and commanded me to atone for my crimes by performing meritorious deeds,” Shi Zhihua covered her heart. “If I don’t do well, the Heavenly Venerable will reclaim my life.”

Qing Lin and Su Rong stood silently beside the Demon Lord, watching her cleverly deceive the other party.

“Then what do you need to do?” Xiuzhu asked her. “Just stay with Siqing Immortal Saint until she forgets the Demon Lord?”

Shi Zhihua lowered her head: “I don’t know either. I’m just taking it one step at a time.”

“No matter. I will help you.” Xiuzhu raised his sleeve to cover his lips and gently coughed. His health was truly poor. He only coughed a few times, and his shoulders tensed up. His fingers were restrainingly pinching himself.

Shi Zhihua looked at his half-dead state and thought, How can you help? What kind of help can you offer?

Not dying here would be helping me.

“I have a way to make her forget the Demon Lord as quickly as possible,” Xiuzhu looked up. “Once that’s done, you will have completed your task and can leave.”

Shi Zhihua: ???

How is that possible?

“Something the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable couldn’t accomplish, how could you possibly do it?” Shi Zhihua was displeased, but continued to act for him. “Feelings are hard to sever, especially since Siqing Immortal Saint is so infatuated with the Demon Lord.”

Xiuzhu said: “It’s nothing serious. We just need to temporarily tie a knot in Siqing Immortal Saint’s red thread of destiny. That way, her feelings won’t extend outwards and she won’t fall in love with anyone else.”

Shi Zhihua: ???

What kind of sorcery is this?

Is he crazy?

“Why wouldn’t the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable do this?” Shi Zhihua asked. “If this method is feasible, the Heavenly Venerable would have done it from the start. If the Heavenly Venerable didn’t do it, there must be a reason. It’s best we don’t interfere.”

Shi Zhihua thought through gritted teeth, If you dare to tie a knot in Tong Siqing’s red thread of destiny, I will immediately tie a knot in you too.

“The Heavenly Venerable has always avoided interfering with the disciples’ matters of destiny,” Xiuzhu said. “This is because when the Heavenly Venerable tried to manage it once, he accidentally pulled out his own red thread of destiny by the root. Therefore, he has since forbidden disciples from arbitrarily altering the red thread of destiny, and that area has been designated as a forbidden zone.”

Shi Zhihua thought, You are a strange person. Are you and Siqing really close? You’re so eager to cut her red thread. Her own father isn’t as enthusiastic as you.

“Since it’s a forbidden zone, let’s not risk going there. What if the Heavenly Venerable blames us later?” Su Rong spoke up. “We definitely won’t go.”

“I don’t need you to go,” Xiuzhu said. “Among the disciples on duty in the forbidden zone, I have people. I only need to send a brief message to him, and he will complete the task very quickly.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Her palm twitched, ready to seize the opportunity while this person was distracted, tie him up, and silence him permanently.

The aura around her instantly changed, completely losing the casual ease she had during her acting, like the brief stillness before an imminent attack, causing great unease.

“Never mind. I’ll go see Siqing Immortal Saint first.”

Xiuzhu seemed not to notice the change in the other party and quickly got up to leave.

Shi Zhihua, however, had lost her patience and had no intention of letting him go.

Just at the moment the Demon Lord was about to strike, Xiuzhu suddenly turned around and said to Shi Zhihua: “You wait outside for the time being. After I’ve conveyed my message, we’ll discuss this further.”

He had something to convey. I’ll kill him later then.

Shi Zhihua calmed down and retracted her spell.

What she didn’t know was that as Xiuzhu turned to leave, his tensed shoulders finally relaxed. His gaze, quiet but also gloomy, was clearly also an act.

He was almost tricked by the Demon Lord.

From the moment the Demon Lord said that the Heavenly Venerable would kill her, Xiuzhu realized something. How could the Heavenly Venerable possibly kill a good person? The ones the Heavenly Venerable eliminates are mostly heinous criminals, mainly demons and monsters. Coupled with the other party claiming to be a sinful person, Xiuzhu sensed that something was wrong.

The other party had been using the Heavenly Venerable as a witness when she swore, yet later she claimed the Heavenly Venerable was going to kill her.

Then what was her identity before?

Probably not a kind person.

In any case, the Heavenly Venerable is currently not in the Xianning Sect, so the other party was counting on me not questioning the Heavenly Venerable, which is why she dared to use the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable as a cover.

Bringing up the Holy Text Heavenly Venerable either means treating the Heavenly Venerable as the supreme faith or… completely disregarding the Heavenly Venerable, just using him as an excuse to cover a lie.

Finally, Xiuzhu deliberately used the red thread of destiny to test her and found that her aura indeed became very displeased.

This person isn’t just pretending to be the Demon Lord; she might be the Demon Lord herself!

There was also another possibility: the Heavenly Venerable did find someone to impersonate the Demon Lord and spend time with Siqing Immortal Saint, but the Heavenly Venerable didn’t notice that the person he found to impersonate the Demon Lord was also eliminated by the real Demon Lord, allowing the genuine Demon Lord to usurp the place and rightfully deceive everyone.

Because Xiuzhu didn’t know the full story, his mind was filled with various unfavorable speculations. As all the conjectures surfaced at once, he felt his head was about to explode.

What is the truth?

Is the person outside the Demon Lord or not?

Does Tong Siqing truly like the Demon Lord?

What does the Demon Lord feel about her?

Xiuzhu took a deep breath. After pushing open the door of the Que Chi Hall, he immediately went to find Tong Siqing: “Siqing—”

When he opened the door, he instantly froze.

Tong Siqing was holding a little girl in her arms, seemingly trying to dress her, looking flustered and clearly inexperienced at caring for children.

The little girl with golden hair was tightly wrapped around her, still retaining the golden snake’s habit of clinging to people.

Tong Siqing couldn’t push her away, so she let her be.

Seeing a visitor, the little girl transformed from the golden snake became frightened and buried her head in Tong Siqing’s chest, softly calling out “Mother.”

Tong Siqing: “…”

I finally managed to get her to put away her dragon horns and told her not to call me “Empress Dowager.” As a result, she immediately switched the title to “Mother.”

Is there a difference?

There is absolutely no difference!

What am I going to do now that I’ve suddenly become a mother!

Tong Siqing was on the verge of tears. She turned to Xiuzhu and asked: “Why are you suddenly here to visit?”

Xiuzhu was too shocked to speak. He ignored Tong Siqing’s question, pointed at the girl in her arms, and asked: “Siqing, when did you give birth? Why didn’t I know? Who is her… father?”

How would Tong Siqing know!

She hasn’t even figured it out herself.

Tong Siqing stammered: “No, don’t tell anyone yet. I don’t know either.”

Xiuzhu gasped, leaning against the door to catch his breath: “Explain clearly. Where did this child come from, and whose is she?”

Tong Siqing really wanted to cry! Seriously! She didn’t know why the little golden snake suddenly transformed!

This little snake’s intellect hasn’t fully developed. It’s silly and can’t even speak clearly.

Where am I supposed to find a father for her?!

Xiuzhu’s health was poor. He had to rest even after walking too quickly. Because his voice was very low and short, it sounded like he was suppressing his voice to quietly question someone: “Who is the child with? When did you have her?”

Tong Siqing: “…”

This way of asking is really strange.

Outside, Shi Zhihua was standing with Qing Lin and the others, discussing matters.

Shi Zhihua said: “What is this person’s relationship with Tong Siqing? Why can he enter the Que Chi Hall without announcement? Are they very close?”

Qing Lin had no idea. She could only bite the bullet and answer the Demon Lord: “Perhaps they are friends.”

Su Rong said: “Friends? They don’t seem like friends. His tone is so matter-of-fact, and he put on such airs when questioning us.”

Shi Zhihua scoffed: “What is their relationship? We’ll know if we listen.”

The Demon Lord didn’t feel there was anything wrong with eavesdropping. She stood openly by the window and cast a spell to transmit the sound inside to their side.

Qing Lin and Su Rong also quickly huddled closer, ready to help the Demon Lord analyze.

Then, Xiuzhu’s very low, suppressed question from just now was transmitted to everyone—

“Who is the child with? When did you have her?”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Qing Lin: “…”

Su Rong: “…”

Uh-oh. Did the two of them hear something they shouldn’t have?

Shi Zhihua’s face turned green. What child? Tong Siqing actually has a child?

What tone is Xiuzhu using to question Tong Siqing? Is he even qualified to speak like that?

If anyone is going to ask, it should be me!

Shi Zhihua was enraged and didn’t care about anything else. She pushed the door open and entered: “Where did the child come from, and whose is she?”

Upon entering, she indeed saw a beautiful, delicate, little blonde girl on the bed.

Shi Zhihua was so angry that her vision was blurring. Just as she was about to steady herself against the wall, the little girl actually raised her finger, pointed at her, and called out “Father King.”

Shi Zhihua: ???

Tong Siqing quickly covered the girl’s mouth and nose, awkwardly explaining: “Her mind is a bit slow. She calls everyone randomly.”

“No,” Xiuzhu’s expression darkened. “She didn’t call me that just now.”

Tong Siqing: “…”

Of course not! She is a spiritual pet that the Demon Lord raised for many years. Naturally, she is close to Zhihua!

Shi Zhihua stared intently at the little girl, only then realizing that the other party’s golden hair looked familiar.

Could it be that the golden snake that Tong Siqing took back just now happened to transform at this moment?

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