The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Shi Zhihua initially thought the small golden snake wouldn’t be able to defeat the Nine Infants. Who would have thought that after a few rounds, the two sides were evenly matched, and the golden snake was not crushed at all.

Qing Lin sighed with emotion: “Venerable One, the small golden snake seems quite formidable too.”

Shi Zhihua nodded: “Perhaps this Venerable One has been treating it as a pet and forgot that it was once a notoriously fierce demon beast.”

Whirlwinds danced. The two great fierce beasts manifested their original forms, as if thunder and lightning were brewing in a thousand feet of clear sky. Their pulling and dragging created a massive, chaotic spectacle.

At the border of the North Sea, the green mountains stirred up clouds, and the ocean was a torrent of rushing rivers. The two snakes wrestled and fought, the scene earth-shattering, resembling immortals moving the wind and bringing rain.

“Everyone, keep up.”

Shi Zhihua called out, asking Fuluang to look after her disciples, then led everyone to a quieter area.

At least they didn’t have to stand in the wind anymore.

Shi Zhihua still felt that the small golden snake couldn’t defeat the Nine Infants, but it was too late to call it back now.

She might as well seize the opportunity to strike and kill the Nine Infants in one fell swoop while it was preoccupied.

“All of you wait here and don’t go out. Qing Lin, that includes you,” Shi Zhihua instructed everyone. She said no more, swept her large sleeve, changed into a close-fitting combat outfit, and went outside.

Qing Lin was indeed ready to follow her but was stopped by the instruction.

Tong Siqing on the side had never seen the Demon Lord wear such a sleek outfit. In her impression, Shi Zhihua was always beautiful and languid, preferring complex attire over simple ones. She usually wore elaborate, heavily layered, magnificent robes with hems that inevitably swept the floor, always in an extravagant style.

But now, as Zhihua prepared to deal with the Nine Infants, she changed into combat attire that she rarely wore.

This combat suit was also fiery red, featuring a cold, short armor and stiff fabric. This should be her favorite armor. The armor was adorned with the patterns and styles she loved most, resembling a fierce beast’s sharp teeth or bloodthirsty thorns. Although it was armor for battle, it was also very beautiful and revealing.

Below the short armor, at the waist, was a dark red skirt, like a Vermilion Bird’s wings folded and sealed within, its steps graceful and fiery, exposing a pair of long, slender legs as she moved with fluid grace.

She didn’t allow anyone to follow, discarded the cumbersome robes, put on the powerful cold armor, and went outside alone.

Why should the Demon Lord personally enter the fray…?

As Shi Zhihua went out, she had already decided in her heart. Behind her were her subordinates, her lover, and the newly acquired Xianning disciples.

She couldn’t bear to let her lover risk danger, and the Xianning disciples were too weak to stand on their own. Although her two subordinates cooperated well with her, Shi Zhihua was still uneasy and wanted Qing Lin and Su Rong to look after Tong Siqing.

Although the Nine Infants was not difficult to defeat, Shi Zhihua was worried about the red bead in its mouth. The red bead carried a curse. Although she feared this bead and did not want to face it directly,…

Her luck had always been poor; what she feared would inevitably come.

Shi Zhihua was used to it, though.

Since she had to face it, she might as well rise to the challenge and kill the culprit directly.

With her strength as the Demon Lord, if fate didn’t trip her up, it shouldn’t be difficult to deal with one Nine Infants.

Shi Zhihua flew into the wind. Her black hair swayed but remained tidy. The red skirt beneath the short armor billowed fiercely, like a strange celestial priestess. Her demeanor was powerful and determined, with a calmness that comes from knowing one’s destiny.

At this moment, facing the ambiguous red bead, though she was wary, she was not afraid in her heart.

Shi Zhihua thought, if there weren’t so many people behind me, I might still hide or fear it.

But she couldn’t. She had people she wanted to protect behind her. As the Demon Lord, occasional laziness and trickery were acceptable, but in the face of battle, she absolutely could not be weak.

She glanced at the Nine Infants with disdain and resolutely stepped forward.

The Nine Infants had already been severely wounded by the golden snake. It seemed the golden snake rushing in was not entirely reckless but had estimated the fighting power and thought it could win.

Shi Zhihua felt she had truly misunderstood it.

With such a spiritual pet, besides amusing her, the other party was also genuinely willing to rush to the forefront when trouble arose. Shi Zhihua was very satisfied with it.

The Nine Infants indeed couldn’t defeat the golden snake. Although it was a descendant of an ancient fierce beast, guarding the North Sea all these years had replaced its ferocity with lust. It didn’t encounter many enemies all year round, so its cultivation and fighting spirit had somewhat declined. Furthermore, its brain wasn’t very good, so in a fight, it really couldn’t compare to the golden snake.

The golden snake had followed the Demon Lord for many years, seeing no less than eight thousand of the ten thousand demon spirits. It was also clever and enjoyed fighting for fun, so it naturally wouldn’t be at a disadvantage.

Before Shi Zhihua even made a move, the Nine Infants was close to death.

Just then, a gust of wind broke through the air from behind. Shi Zhihua instinctively tried to attack, but the object circled around her and then obediently landed in her palm.

Shi Zhihua looked down—it was Azure Spirit.

The world’s unique divine weapon Tong Siqing’s treasured sword.

Shi Zhihua’s lips curled. Her cold, thin red lips suddenly showed a hint of tenderness.

She weighed the Azure Spirit Sword in her hand, thinking that Holy Text truly doted on his daughter. The life-bound sword he found for Tong Siqing was indeed extraordinary. Looking across the entire world, with Azure Spirit drawn, what other ghosts and monsters would dare to provoke her?

Shi Zhihua swung the sword through the air, performing a dazzling sword flourish that happened to slice apart a beautiful flower that rushed towards her.

When the two snakes fought, the surrounding flowers and trees were all destroyed. The beautiful flowers meant to welcome guests in the North Sea were all wiped out, leaving only bare branches, the petals all carried away by the wind.

To get a feel for Azure Spirit, Shi Zhihua didn’t use much force, casually picking a flower with the tip of the sword. The airflow at the tip of the sword circulated, making the flower follow the current gracefully, showing how excellently controllable this sword was in her hand.

Shi Zhihua was somewhat surprised.

For a sword cultivator, the life-bound sword was equivalent to half their body and could not be casually given to others. If the life-bound sword were damaged, the cultivator themselves would suffer a severe backlash. Therefore, the higher the cultivation of the sword cultivator, the more unified they were with their sword. Their life-bound sword would also develop a very strong personality along with its master, and even if it fell into someone else’s hands, it would absolutely not feel comfortable for the other party to use.

Shi Zhihua sensed the Azure Spirit Sword again.

She confirmed it this sword, just like Tong Siqing, completely trusted her and allowed itself to be commanded by her.

Anyway, when she used it, there was no resistance whatsoever. It was as satisfying as if it were her own life-bound sword.

Just kidding… How could she have a life-bound sword?

Shi Zhihua only indulged in the fantasy, thinking that if she had a sword, it couldn’t be any more satisfying than this.

A hint of joy surged in her heart.

Shi Zhihua muttered internally—She says she doesn’t like me? If she didn’t like me, would her life-bound sword be so docile in my hands?

She felt extremely pleased. She took the Azure Spirit and went to fight alongside the golden snake.

Meanwhile, Tong Siqing was listening to Qing Lin speak.

Qing Lin said that the Nine Infants was not terrifying. Either she or Su Rong could kill it. What was truly terrifying was not the Nine Infants but the red bead held in its mouth.

Tong Siqing sat on the ground, hugging her knees, and asked: “What is so scary about that bead?”

“This is where you don’t understand,” Qing Lin maintained the suspense, then said, “That bead is used by the snake race to curse people. Curses come in many forms. Some can indirectly cause a person’s luck to decline, such as their sword breaking during battle, their demonic energy running wild, or becoming possessed… Others directly cause physical harm, such as making an enemy’s old wounds flare up, breaking arms and legs… Still others focus on the enemy’s weaknesses, such as making someone prone to overthinking, causing inner demons to arise… Of course, more powerful curses can cause complete destruction without needing such fine distinctions.”

Tong Siqing immediately became nervous. Although her life-bound sword had been given to Zhihua, this cursed bead sounded difficult to handle and couldn’t be overcome through direct brute force.

“Does the curse always take effect?” Tong Siqing asked. “Since it’s a mystical art like a curse, the success rate shouldn’t be very high, right? Maybe it won’t work.”

Tong Siqing had tested many illusions during her time in Xianning. Based on her years of combat experience, those obscure tricks used against her mostly didn’t work. They looked very elaborate and had serious consequences, but were actually empty threats.

“No,” Su Rong said with a worried expression. “If a curse is cast, most people from the Demon Realm will be harmed.”

Tong Siqing was stunned.

Perhaps because they were in the villain’s camp, they were excluded by fate. Most of the curses they created could only be used against their own people.

In other words—Zhihua was very likely to be affected by the curse.

Tong Siqing did not doubt it, as she had also once perceived the Heavenly Mystery. Through just a few fragments, she could see that fate truly did not favor Zhihua. It was fine if the other party remained in the Yu Yin Palace without any ambition, but if she harbored other ambitions, she would face significant resistance.

One small mistake could lead to a severe backlash.

Tong Siqing’s heart ached. She desperately wanted to transfer her luck to the other party so that Zhihua wouldn’t be cursed by that broken bead.

“I’m going out for a moment,” Tong Siqing stood up. “If anything happens, I’ll help.”

Qing Lin tried to stop her: “You can’t… the Venerable One said to protect you… but… hey?”

Before she could finish her sentence, Tong Siqing had already gone out.

Fuluang stepped forward to calm Qing Lin, saying: “No need to worry. Siqing Immortal Saint was also one of the top experts in our Xianning. Moreover, her destiny is vast. She won’t be affected by any cursed magical artifacts. With her going out to assist the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord will surely not be afflicted. Rest assured.”

Su Rong also agreed: “Yes.”

She’s Holy Text’s biological daughter. Holy Text Heavenly Venerable would naturally provide Siqing Immortal Saint with all sorts of magical artifacts and trump cards. Furthermore, Siqing Immortal Saint had powerful magic and strong destiny. How could she be defeated by a small Nine Infants?

It was, on the contrary, their Demon Lord who, despite having cultivation powerful enough to shake the heavens, was subject to many external constraints. In many situations, she couldn’t fully exert her abilities and could only lazily avoid things under the pretense of “having no desire to compete.”

Honestly, which Demon Lord didn’t have ambitions? Which Demon Lord wasn’t powerful?

But every generation of Demon Lords met a tragic end. Either they were killed by the righteous path, or they suffered heavenly tribulations, having their souls scattered, becoming possessed, or dying with their karma destroyed… They never came to a good end.

How long has their Demon Lord been suppressing herself?

In the North Sea, even though they had notified the other party in advance of their arrival, they were still blocked by the Nine Infants. When this beast appeared, it even carried the formidable cursed red bead.

The North Sea people were clearly doing this on purpose!

As a defeated party of the Demon Realm, the North Sea had paid a lot of gold and treasures and humiliatingly sent the Ninth Prince, Ji Wudu, to the Yu Yin Palace as a hostage. Who would have thought that after only a few years, they would be so unrepentant as to dare to provoke the Demon Lord?

They knew that people of the Demon Realm were most afraid of cursed items, yet they still let the Nine Infants come out and show off?

Although Su Rong had a good temper, it didn’t mean she wasn’t angry.

Although she was an informant sent by Xianning, after staying in the Demon Realm for a long time, she couldn’t help but develop genuine feelings.

She felt she couldn’t swallow this insult, so she suggested to Fuluang: “Let’s go and help too.”

Fuluang was of the same mind. She held her sword by her side and nodded with reserve: “Good. If things go wrong, may I go first?”

Su Rong: “Ah?”

Fuluang smiled without speaking.

Su Rong suddenly understood. Oh, so Fuluang thought she was also from the Demon Realm, so she also had poor luck and couldn’t withstand the curse of the red bead.

“It’s alright,” Su Rong smiled. “I’m from Xianning. My destiny is already fixed, so I won’t be greatly affected.”

Fuluang was relieved.

They asked Qing Lin to watch over the disciples, then went together to help.

Outside.

Tong Siqing had already rushed to the center of the battle.

The golden snake had retreated, and Zhihua had already engaged in the fight.

Tong Siqing hadn’t often seen Zhihua wholeheartedly immersed in battle. When she put on that outfit, her usual languid aura vanished. All her sharpness and ambition were revealed. Her moves were vicious, and every strike was fatal.

This was the true appearance of a great villain.

Tong Siqing thought that the other party had always been more reserved in front of her, rarely showing the sharpness she displayed now.

That’s right. She had been too intimate with the other party and had forgotten that Zhihua had also climbed her way to the position of Demon Lord over a path of blood.

It was just that when she met the other party, Zhihua had been in power for many years, had put away a lot of her ambition and dominance, and showed a few signs of tenderness and weariness.

The battle was raging. Zhihua’s figure darted near and far, her long sword sweeping like a snake in the wind. She showed none of her usual reserved demeanor. Her movements were swift and powerful. With just a sideways glance, she could accurately test her sword and injure the Nine Infants.

Tong Siqing saw that at the same time she cut down a flower, Zhihua turned and smoothly severed one of the Nine Infants’ heads. Her moves were clean and without the slightest hesitation. However, her usual languidness could occasionally still be seen, but because of her powerful strength, it looked more like she was easily humiliating the Nine Infants.

Shi Zhihua spun around, gliding over the sea like a nimble swallow. She used her fingertip to scoop up a line of salty water. That line of water was immediately imbued with demonic energy, transforming into a sharp arrow that shot towards the Nine Infants’ face…

Instantly.

The third head of the Nine Infants drooped down, lifeless.

Shi Zhihua’s outfit revealed a lot. Whether she was moving or still, her long legs were completely exposed. Tong Siqing also noticed that the other party liked to use her feet to strike people. Several times when they brushed past each other, she unceremoniously kicked the Nine Infants’ head, drawing blood with each kick.

When the Nine Infants angrily attacked her, she dodged by leaning back with the lightness of a swallow, then turned around gracefully, landing lightly…

Perhaps because she was beautiful, Tong Siqing felt that Zhihua was extremely beautiful even when fighting.

In her memory, many people looked clumsy and frantic when fighting, their movements chaotic and unrefined. But Zhihua was different. At most, Zhihua was a little ruthless in her attacks, but her movements were never hasty or panicked. She was at ease, beautiful and powerful. Her cultivation was extremely high, and her movements were beautiful whether in motion or stillness.

At this moment, Shi Zhihua noticed Tong Siqing’s arrival. The moment she saw the person, she decisively switched to a more showy fighting style. Whether the attack power was high or not was uncertain, but it was extremely beautiful and spectacular.

Tong Siqing was hooked, unable to take her eyes away.

As Shi Zhihua spun around the giant snake, the hem of her skirt beneath the short armor flowed with her movement. As she rotated around the giant snake, the fiery red robe wrapped around her like flowing silk scarves, making her movements appear even more captivating.

Tong Siqing was mesmerized.

How could someone be so beautiful in the world…?

Zhihua was a great beauty. Setting aside her appearance, her figure was slender and graceful even among women. Her physique was one of a kind in the world. Just standing there, she captivated the soul of all things.

How could anyone not like her?

No one wouldn’t like her!

Tong Siqing leaped lightly, stepping onto the branch of a green tree, quietly observing the situation. It was not convenient for her to intervene directly right now, as Zhihua looked completely at ease, and the Nine Infants didn’t seem to have any intention of using the red bead to cause trouble.

This was the perfect time to admire the great beauty Zhihua!

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