The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 73

Chapter 73

When Zhihua used to pinch her, it was only a simple lifting of her face, never as mean as it was now.

Shi Zhihua in the Mirage Domain had no regard for cherishing and protecting beautiful women, and Tong Siqing was not one to resist. Therefore, the Demon Lord’s grip was heavy. After looking at her face, she withdrew her hand and flung her away.

Shi Zhihua thought to herself: How could I possibly like this kind of woman? Although the glimpse in the water dungeon did make her look a few more times, now that they were outside, when she looked closely at the other party’s face, the initial stirrings in Shi Zhihua’s heart vanished.

She was just an ordinary girl, very obedient, quite spiritual, and reasonably good-looking.

Not enough to make me unforgettable or even acknowledge her as my partner.

Shi Zhihua maintained her composure, resting her hand on her sleeve, looking down at Tong Siqing after she was flung away: “A useless person who can’t even stand steady.”

When she was flung away just now, Tong Siqing immediately lost her footing and fell directly to the ground.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t stand steady, but that she trusted the other party too much, so she fully entrusted herself to the other party’s hands, which is why she fell when the support was removed.

Tong Siqing felt like a kite casually flung away by its owner, not cherished at all. Although she knew this wasn’t the real Zhihua, she still felt very wronged.

Who could blame her when the Demon Lord inside the Mirage Domain had the same face as Zhihua?

She couldn’t let down her guard against this face.

“Cry, cry louder,” Shi Zhihua said maliciously. “This Venerable One does not like useless people. You’d best cry yourself to death to save this Venerable One the trouble of personally dealing with you.”

Tong Siqing hadn’t intended to cry, but upon hearing Shi Zhihua’s heartless and unjust words, her nose instantly felt sore.

“I apologize, I can’t help it.” Tong Siqing first politely apologized to her, then pursed her lips, frowned, and let the tears fall. She truly couldn’t stop the tears. Once the floodgates opened, she could only slightly furrow her brow while wiping her tears with her sleeve.

Shi Zhihua was completely stunned.

How could someone be so tearful?

I only flung her away once, I didn’t disembowel her. Is it necessary to be like this?

And…

Shi Zhihua also unconsciously furrowed her brows. She noticed something odd about this girl’s crying.

Tong Siqing’s willow-leaf eyebrows were smooth and long, the tails drooping gently, but her brows were slightly knitted together. When she cried, her curling black eyelashes were inevitably beaded with tears, and yet she insisted on looking up at herself.

What does that resemble…?

Like a kitten or puppy that has to crane its neck to look directly at its owner.

Shi Zhihua thought helplessly, the other party isn’t that much shorter than me, so why does she have such a pitiful, upward gaze when looking at me?

Perhaps it was because she was still bowed down and yet insisted on looking up at people.

Shi Zhihua averted her gaze: “Stop crying. It’s annoying.”

Tong Siqing was so frightened she didn’t dare to cry, holding it in and hiccuping. Her hiccups were small, like tiny burps. The tassel hair accessories behind her ears constantly swayed gently, sparkling in the sunlight.

Tong Siqing asked her while restraining her tears: “Then, can you let me go? I still need to go back and find my Zhihua.”

The Demon Lord turned back sharply, about to speak but stopped.

Zhihua?

Who allowed you to call this Venerable One that?

But immediately after, Shi Zhihua realized that this “Zhihua” was not referring to herself, and she instantly scowled, displeased again.

Shi Zhihua said very aggressively: “Once you arrive at the Yu Yin Palace, you are this Venerable One’s possession. Unless you die and are thrown out, your leaving or staying must have my permission.”

Who told her she was the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord was always unreasonable?

Tong Siqing had finished crying, but her eye sockets were still damp. Her already large, dark pupils looked very bright and luminous: “Then does the Venerable One agree to let me leave?”

Shi Zhihua fell silent.

She didn’t know. It wasn’t that she was reluctant to let the other party go, nor did she truly have any feelings for Tong Siqing. It was just that she couldn’t figure out the situation.

Although the reason the person in front of her gave was ridiculous and preposterous, the other party’s words were too sincere. She didn’t seem like she was deliberately trying to deceive her.

After all, I am the Demon Lord.

Who in this world dares to deceive the Demon Lord?

How ridiculous, how ridiculous.

But… if she wasn’t deliberately deceiving me, could it be that I really will become a lover with a person like this in the future?

Shi Zhihua glanced at her with slight disdain: “You’re quite bold to say that. How could this Venerable One possibly like you? So foolish, so tearful, so timid.”

“Fine, then don’t like me. You are not my Zhihua. We have not formed a bond. Please let me go,” Tong Siqing was tired from crying. Her mood gradually calmed down, and her speech became much clearer. “Venerable One, keeping me here is useless.”

Shi Zhihua scoffed: “So you know you are useless.”

Tong Siqing recalled: “When I stayed in the Yu Yin Palace, I merely warmed Zhihua’s bed. If you are not her, I have no attachment to this place.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Although she knew the other party wasn’t talking about herself, why did it sound so strange?

“So you were a bed warmer.”

Shi Zhihua suddenly understood a little.

Perhaps, at some point in the future, I had a sudden whim and kept a whole harem of men and women, and such a naive, sweet person slipped in, warmed my bed for a few days, alleviated my boredom a few times, and then was discarded. It wasn’t impossible.

Shi Zhihua corrected the other party: “Don’t say you are this Venerable One’s lover in the future. A lover requires both parties’ acknowledgment. Someone like you can only be a bed warmer.”

Tong Siqing was immediately unhappy.

As if in a huff, she rolled up her sleeve, exposing the Lovers’ Knot on her wrist: “Look, this is the Lovers’ Knot between Zhihua and me. Both of us have one on our hands.”

Shi Zhihua revealed an expression of incomprehensible pain.

What is this tacky thing? How could it possibly catch my eye?

This little thing is full of lies and is completely unreasonable.

“I am not her bed warmer. I am going to be formally married to her in the future,” Tong Siqing had been in the Mirage Domain for so long, and finally showed a rare smile. Imagining the future, she couldn’t help but anticipate, “At that time, everyone in the world will bless our marriage. There will be countless wedding invitations, for everyone in the world.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

She must be dreaming.

As the Demon Lord, I would be the one marrying someone, right? How could I be the one being married?

Does she think she’s the Heavenly Venerable of Xianning? Or the Immortal Saint of Xianning? Does she have such a grand display?

Countless wedding invitations?

She is truly daydreaming.

Shi Zhihua looked at her with an expression of disdain: “What are you thinking?”

Tong Siqing’s thoughts were interrupted. She suddenly snapped back to reality. She mistook the other party’s disdainful look for a lack of understanding and took the initiative to explain: “Not you, I wasn’t talking about you.”

Shi Zhihua angrily flicked her sleeve: “Of course I know. I don’t even desire you.”

Tong Siqing sighed in relief: “That’s good.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Good. With that sentence from you, I’m definitely not letting you go!

You’re busy looking for someone, aren’t you?

Just stay in the Yu Yin Palace forever. I’ll make sure you can never get out.

I’m unhappy, so you shouldn’t feel good either.

Tong Siqing didn’t know the Demon Lord’s inner thoughts and was still naively waiting for the Demon Lord to let her go. Just then, Qing Lin from within the Mirage Domain suddenly arrived.

Qing Lin was still the same as outside, with no significant changes.

She was wearing loose-fitting green robes today. Although she wasn’t wearing combat attire, she still walked with a vigorous stride, as if a fire was chasing her from behind.

Qing Lin quickly walked over. Without a word, she bowed to the Demon Lord. After the bow, before reporting, she glanced at Tong Siqing.

This was a subtle hint for her to leave.

In the past, Tong Siqing couldn’t read the hints in those glances, but now that she had gone through so much and watched Qing Lin and Su Rong every day, she already understood these subtle cues.

She nodded and prepared to leave: “Zhihua, goodbye. I’m very happy to see your other side in the Mirage Domain.”

Shi Zhihua was about to listen to Qing Lin’s report, but Tong Siqing’s interruption immediately sparked an unwarranted rage.

The other party was really terrible at talking.

I am the genuine Demon Lord. Why does the other party make it sound like I’m subservient to someone else? No one in this world is worthy of being my master.

What does “other side” mean?

In that one short sentence, this woman completely negated my existence.

What was even more infuriating.

The other party’s tone wasn’t even directed at me but sounded as if she was talking to her lover.

A small vein on Shi Zhihua’s forehead uncontrollably throbbed.

Qing Lin was about to report to the Demon Lord, but when she looked up, she saw her Demon Lord discreetly glaring at the woman beside her, her eyes full of irritation and speechlessness.

Qing Lin: “…”

Did I come at a bad time?

My luck is a little poor.

Will the Demon Lord give me a cold shoulder too after she sends this person away?

Qing Lin sighed inwardly.

The Demon Lord didn’t notice Qing Lin at all. She was staring at Tong Siqing. Just as the other party was about to leave, she quickly reached out and grabbed the other party’s collar, pulling her back like a rabbit.

Shi Zhihua’s tone was obviously much colder: “Did I tell you to leave?”

Tong Siqing was just about to go but was dragged back by this powerful force. She almost stumbled backward and fell. After finally steadying herself, she couldn’t move at all.

…Zhihua had cast a Binding Spell on her.

Tong Siqing could only obediently stand in place and listen to the Demon Lord and Qing Lin converse.

Shi Zhihua released her grip on Tong Siqing and became serious, listening to Qing Lin’s report.

Qing Lin quickly cleared her throat and said: “Venerable One, Ji Wudu injured one of our people and has now been restrained. Because he is the North Sea hostage, this subordinate did not dare to make a decision and rushed to request your instructions on how to handle him.”

Small fights within the Yu Yin Palace generally did not require reporting to the Demon Lord and were handled by Qing Lin herself, but Ji Wudu’s identity was special. It was inconvenient for her to deal with him without the Demon Lord’s authority, so she had to come and find the Demon Lord.

Shi Zhihua nodded: “This Venerable One knows.”

Qing Lin said: “This subordinate will lead the way for you.”

Tong Siqing was enlightened when she heard this. When she encountered Ji Wudu in the Yu Yin Palace outside the Mirage Domain, she soundly beat him in a spar. She had thought this incident only happened because of her arrival. She didn’t expect that even in a world without her, Ji Wudu would still provoke this conflict.

It was just that this time, without her, Ji Wudu won and beat up someone else.

Tong Siqing couldn’t articulate her feelings.

So, in the Yu Yin Palace without me, everything would still operate normally.

Then… what about Zhihua? What would happen to her? Would she unconditionally believe him and ignore Ji Wudu, just as she had protected me in the past?

Tong Siqing was a little curious, so she followed the Demon Lord to the scene.

At the scene, Ji Wudu had beaten a person from the Demon Realm half to death, but he showed no remorse. Instead, he stood confidently in place, waiting for the Demon Lord.

Tong Siqing recalled that Ji Wudu had once said he wanted to gain the Demon Lord’s attention by sparring with her. So now, he must be doing it for the same reason.

And then, Ji Wudu’s words indeed confirmed this point.

However, the Demon Lord showed no reaction after hearing it.

Ji Wudu’s emotions were agitated: “Venerable One, didn’t you despise useless people the most? I helped you eliminate the useless person. You, you…”

Shi Zhihua frowned with displeasure, then raised her hand and made a grabbing motion in the air, crushing the fallen person into dust.

She truly hated useless people.

Then, she turned around, pointed at Tong Siqing, and said to Ji Wudu: “I did not witness it myself, so it’s not credible. If you are eager to prove yourself, why not defeat her?”

Tong Siqing obediently said: “He can’t defeat me.”

Ji Wudu still looked down on her: “Such a small woman, yet her words are so arrogant.”

Tong Siqing shook her head: “You once sparred with me. You spat out a pool of blood and were half-dead.”

Shi Zhihua looked at her suspiciously. Why does this woman always say things that haven’t happened, and so confidently?

“If you can truly defeat the Ninth Prince of the North Sea, I will be willing to believe you a little,” Since Ji Wudu’s cultivation was not low, Shi Zhihua felt that Tong Siqing was not a very formidable character. She might as well let her spar with Ji Wudu. “If you lose, I won’t let you live either.”

Tong Siqing summoned the Azure Spirit Sword: “Good.”

Ji Wudu and Shi Zhihua both noticed the sword in her hand at the same time.

This sword… seems quite extraordinary?

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