The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 75

Chapter 75

“My Zhihua really likes me to wear clothes with vibrant colors,” Tong Siqing said, resting her chin in her hand, watching the dancers below, and telling the Demon Lord in the Mirage Domain a story. “It’s just that the material for those little clothes is a bit sparse. They’re quite cold to wear.“

Shi Zhihua’s gaze was fixed downwards, but her throat moved slightly: “Is that so?“

This woman is too enchanting. Although it was only a few short sentences, Shi Zhihua was uncontrollably diverted by the other party’s words. She looked at the exotic dancers below, who were flaunting themselves, and suddenly projected Tong Siqing’s face onto them.

…I wonder if a face as pure and innocent as hers could pull off such a wanton and revealing outfit.

Shi Zhihua turned her head, her voice having inexplicably softened considerably. She was unaware that she was now like a careful butterfly catcher, afraid of startling the little white butterfly on the flower branch. She used almost all her caution to produce a hesitant sound: “Is that so? This Venerable One doesn’t believe it.“

Unless… unless you wear it for me to see.

Tong Siqing was still watching the dancers below in fascination. She either missed the sentence or intentionally pretended not to hear it, offering Shi Zhihua no response.

If it were anyone else, Shi Zhihua would have long lost her patience and dragged the person away to be beaten to death.

But this time, she did not.

She didn’t even notice that Tong Siqing hadn’t answered her question.

Tong Siqing was looking at the dancers below. Shi Zhihua was only focused on staring at Tong Siqing. Their gazes did not meet, nor were their thoughts aligned. Shi Zhihua didn’t know how long she stared at the other party. Finally, she moved her throat with difficulty and looked away.

The two were mutually silent, only watching the dancers below.

Even when the dance concluded and the dancers gradually retreated, they still didn’t look at each other.

Tong Siqing wasn’t intentional. She simply hadn’t considered the other party because that wasn’t the Zhihua with whom she had formed a bond.

Shi Zhihua was silent due to various reasons.

As the Demon Lord, she had always been uninhibited and strong. She took what she wanted, and she rarely suffered losses. But at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart. Especially when she recalled Tong Siqing saying the words “my Zhihua” just now, the taste in her heart became even more bitter.

This feeling was too bizarre.

It was her, yet it wasn’t her.

Sometimes, hearing it gave her a great emotional impact, as if she truly had a lover, but after calming down, she would peel away that emotion.

Right. The woman in front of me is not my lover.

It’s normal for the other party not to acknowledge it.

But Shi Zhihua still felt very uncomfortable. Honestly, this woman wasn’t particularly appealing to her. Logically, she should be indifferent. However, at the same time, she felt a little unreconciled.

Why isn’t she mine?

Just a while ago, the other party was crying and coming to look for me, so why is she no longer mine in a blink of an eye?

Shi Zhihua in the Mirage Domain thought somewhat coldly: I can dislike the other party, but I absolutely cannot be tormented by this feeling.

I can perfectly obtain it and then destroy it. Who told her she was unlucky enough to run into me?

Meeting me, she can only blame her bad luck.

Shi Zhihua restrained herself, clenching her knuckles. The crimson sleeve was pulled into a diagonal crease. The tyranny in her heart suddenly surged. She really wanted to destroy the other party in a reckless manner.

It wasn’t because she liked the other party much. It was because she hated the feeling just now. The other party’s lover was herself, yet not herself. This feeling was the most tantalizing, like having a little white kitten grabbing at her heart. The little white kitten’s claws were soft. While it fiercely stuck out its little paws, plucking at her heartstrings, it didn’t cause any substantial harm. Instead, it only gave rise to more desire for abuse.

Shi Zhihua thought: You’d better not mention the words “my Zhihua” again, or I will definitely show you my temper.

This tantalizing behavior is malicious. It’s like giving me a delicious sweet treat but saying, “This dessert is for you, but it’s not really for you to eat. It’s just for you to look at. The right to taste it is in the hands of another person.“

That other person is somewhat similar to you, so you are just riding on the coattails of the other party.

Shi Zhihua: “…“

Who could resist not eating it?

Even though she knew she didn’t like sweets, she would definitely seize the sweet treat for the sake of her own pride.

Shi Zhihua’s heart soured. The sour taste of jealousy was almost drowning her.

This feeling was the first time.

And it seemed I was jealous of myself.

Shi Zhihua continuously rubbed the dark patterns on her sleeve cuffs. The intricate, delicate patterns brushed against her fingertips, making her heart itch. That tingling sensation gradually numbed her entire body, making her eyes almost turn blood-red.

She stubbornly questioned Tong Siqing again: “This Venerable One doesn’t believe you’ve worn such gaudy clothes unless you wear them for this Venerable One to see.“

She thought to herself: If the other party pretends not to hear this time, I will break her legs, lock her in the water dungeon, humiliate her day and night, and make her trapped here forever, shrouded in my shadow.

Even if she gets out, she will distance herself from that “Zhihua” because of my torment.

The Demon Lord maliciously licked her upper palate. Before the other party could answer, her molars gradually clenched.

But this time, Tong Siqing answered her.

Tong Siqing said: “The clothing I just mentioned to the Venerable One is even thinner than a small garment. That outfit was found for me by my Zhihua, so I have no way to prove it. Furthermore, it’s not convenient for me to prove it to you, because my Zhihua once told me that I can only wear that outfit for her to see.”

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhihua instantly flew into a rage. The flames of anger almost consumed her.

She felt like a withered tree being scorched by a huge fire. The flames leaped three thousand feet high, and she was so angry that she was almost smoking.

If I don’t show my temper, does the other party think I don’t have one?!

Shi Zhihua furiously grabbed her and directly tightened her grip around her neck: “Can you stop saying those four words? That’s not me! You keep saying it over and over. What are your intentions?!”

Tong Siqing was stunned by this crude action. Her slow-moving mind hadn’t reacted yet.

She was like a cat with pupils dilated in the darkness, staring at the person in front of her in shock.

She didn’t say a word.

Shi Zhihua gritted her teeth, her fingers still exerting force: “Speak! Explain! I’m listening!”

Tong Siqing still didn’t speak. She stared at the Zhihua in front of her with some disbelief, seemingly unable to believe the scene before her eyes.

Because her Zhihua would never treat her this way.

Her Zhihua always coaxed her gently. Her voice would never startle her.

The person in front of her, however, was incredibly tyrannical and unpredictable. One moment, she was discussing things with her, and the next, she suddenly turned hostile, grabbed her neck, and with such force…

No, this isn’t the real Zhihua…

Tong Siqing could only comfort herself this way.

She lifted her chin, giving up resistance, allowing the other party to choke her. She felt the abnormally strong finger bones of the other party in their rage, and the vigorous rise and fall of their heartbeat beneath the skin.

As a cultivator, she was always able to quickly perceive a person’s vitality. Therefore, when her neck was being choked, she quickly sensed the person in front of her’s too-fast heart rate.

Her heart is beating so fast. Her emotions must be intensely volatile.

Tong Siqing was not anxious at all. She calmly met the other party’s gaze, then listened as the other party’s heartbeat gradually slowed down and began to align with her own heart rate.

Their heartbeats synchronized. The two looked at each other, and for a moment, neither could speak.

Tong Siqing saw the blood-red in the other party’s eyes slowly fade, knowing that the Demon Lord’s mentality had finally stabilized.

Only then did she raise her hand. Her warm and soft fingers, tinged with coldness, rested on the other party’s raised arm, slowly, slowly taking away the hand that was choking her.

Shi Zhihua’s breathing was heavy. She couldn’t understand.

I actually lost my composure just now, choking the woman’s neck as if I had lost control.

What was even stranger was that she didn’t twist the neck of the person in front of her immediately. Instead, when her eyes met the other party’s clear gaze, her mood gradually stabilized, and the long-accompanied tyrannical feeling subsided for the first time in history.

One had to know that in the past, when her tyranny surged, it would never subside unless she killed and saw blood.

What is going on…?

What great skill does the person in front of me possess to make me…?

In her shock, Shi Zhihua raised her hand and gently wiped the other party’s delicate neck: “I apologize. Are you alright? Did I scare you?”

Tong Siqing didn’t let her succeed and slightly retreated.

Only then did Shi Zhihua notice the imprint of her fingers on the other party’s neck.

Of course. The other party’s skin was so delicate, it turned red at a touch, let alone being choked with such force.

Shi Zhihua looked at the person in front of her, feeling a little helpless.

To be honest, she rarely felt apologetic, especially after proactively harming someone. She usually wouldn’t immediately apologize afterward.

She also didn’t know how to coax someone or how to eliminate the rift that had just been created.

She looked at Tong Siqing’s somewhat guarded eyes and suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

“This Venerable One…” Shi Zhihua didn’t know what to say. She raised her sleeve, trying awkwardly to use her internal energy to help the other party remove the marks, but was dodged again by the other party. She had no choice but to shift her gaze with a bit of loneliness: “Then you should take care of it yourself.”

Tong Siqing quietly moved further away from her.

Shi Zhihua naturally noticed this. Her eyebrows furrowed with irritation, and her fingers cracked as she clenched them.

Giving her face, wasn’t I? How dare she give the Demon Lord a cold shoulder?

Shi Zhihua clenched her molars, her eyes darkening.

She now really wanted to lock this person up and severely humiliate her, to see if she would resist, and if she would continue to look at herself so quietly…

Looking at me so quietly…

As Shi Zhihua said this in her heart, a picture was unconsciously drawn in her mind.

Just now, the other party didn’t resist at all. She just quietly widened her eyes, letting herself be tormented like a pure little animal… Her temper was very good… she didn’t get angry either… If I went a step further, would she resist? Or would she continue to let me bully her?

Shi Zhihua’s heart was itching. She restrained herself and glanced back at the marks on her neck.

Those were left by me.

With this thought, the feeling of tyranny in Shi Zhihua’s heart once again occupied the high ground of her thoughts. She really, really wanted to bully this person. Regardless of whether she was her lover, simply locking her up and tormenting her would be a great pleasure.

The other party would certainly not scream and shout like those frivolous captives. At most, she would whimper muffledly a few times. Her beautiful eyes might even have a hint of tears. And even if she was bullied more severely, the other party would barely lose her voice and cry, only weakly hitting her arm… Like a helpless rabbit, when someone picks her up by the ears, she only has dazed eyes and her small feet twitching a few times.

It sounds wonderful.

Shi Zhihua suddenly understood. She quickly grasped the meaning of the existence of certain things.

For example, the reason people seek lovers is merely to have company and obtain different kinds of pleasure and satisfaction. If it can bring happiness, who wouldn’t be willing?

If one can live more comfortably, everyone would surely head in that direction.

Even if one is completely detached from love, if a great temptation is placed in front of them, they can’t help but pick it up.

This is certain. As long as she, as long as she… gently reaches out and holds this person, she can grasp happiness she’s never had and gain supreme satisfaction.

The answer was already laid out in front of her.

And it was effortless to obtain.

Why not indulge?

Shi Zhihua’s breathing was very light, the kind of “light” that comes from caution, but also very heavy, the kind of “heavy” that comes from the frantic growth of desire and greed.

She pointed below, still focused on the same thing: “Go. That outfit, you go and wear it for me to see.”

Tong Siqing retreated a little, looking at her defensively.

“The choice is yours to make here. If you don’t wear it, consider whether you can bear the consequences,” Shi Zhihua’s face was heavy. As she spoke, she suddenly changed her tone, softening her voice as if she wanted to coax the other party again, “It’s not a big deal. Wear it and show it to this Venerable One, alright? Hmm?”

When she said “alright,” she almost lowered her stance to the minimum, just short of holding the person and gently coaxing them. And by the last word, “alright,” it was almost a whisper of exhaustion.

Tong Siqing was initially somewhat defensive and fearful, but when she heard the Demon Lord’s last few words, her heart was suddenly moved, and she couldn’t help but feel sorry for the other party.

Even knowing that the person in front of her wasn’t the real Zhihua, she still couldn’t help but pity the other party.

Over the past half-month, Tong Siqing had long known that the Zhihua in the Mirage Domain lived a very boring and even miserable life. No good things greeted her all day. There were only a pile of unfulfilled desires and bad things that were forced upon her. The development of her volatile, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty nature was also related to this unjust fate.

How can I blame her?

She hasn’t met the person with whom she is destined to form a bond. Why should I demand that she swallow her anger and repay evil with kindness?

She can completely be a very bad person and do some very bad things.

Because she was set by fate to be the biggest villain, she was supposed to do bad things.

It is very wrong of me to demand that she adhere to the standards of the righteous path.

It’s unfair.

Tong Siqing thought.

I shouldn’t be distant and angry with her. That would only make her more frustrated and lonely. On the contrary, I should be as kind to her as possible.

Even knowing that the Mirage Domain is just an illusion, I should spend this time well.

Give the Zhihua in the Mirage Domain some good things.

Let her no longer be lonely and defeated.

Tong Siqing raised her hand, erasing the scars on her neck, and apologized: “I’m sorry, Venerable One. I was being petty just now. Do you want to see me wear that outfit? I will. I’ll wear it for you to see.”

Shi Zhihua was completely taken aback by her sudden apology.

I should be the one apologizing. Why did the victim apologize first?

Shi Zhihua didn’t understand.

Tong Siqing added: “I’m not compromising. I just had a realization.”

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