The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 84

Chapter 84

The Demon Lord inside the Mirage didn’t know how to feel. She watched the Tong Siqing beside her change the moment the real Shi Zhihua arrived, visibly becoming relaxed and lively.

It was as if the one who arrived was not just a person, but her hope and faith, capable of bringing her immense joy.

The Demon Lord had never seen her reveal such a joyful expression.

This was the first time.

Her smile was truly beautiful.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t because of her.

The Demon Lord felt a little down, watching the two hugging in the distance, a sense of lonely sorrow washing over her.

“Zhihua, I’ve been waiting for you for so long,” Tong Siqing clung to her, overjoyed. “Thank goodness you came, or Sheng Wen would have beaten me to death.”

Shi Zhihua stroked her head: “Don’t worry. As long as you are in the Mirage, I will surely come to find you.”

Sheng Wen on the side was dumbfounded. He differentiated repeatedly, confirming that the two Demon Lords were identical, practically cast from the same mold.

The problem was that neither of them seemed fake, as they coexisted harmoniously and didn’t immediately start arguing about who was real.

What on earth was going on with them?

Sheng Wen stood rooted to the spot, frowning, his head throbbing.

After catching up with Tong Siqing, Shi Zhihua finally regained her composure and prepared to settle the score with the Sheng Wen here. She looked at Tong Siqing’s injuries with some heartache, then turned her gaze to Sheng Wen. She asked Tong Siqing: “Did your Father-Venerable hit you?”

Tong Siqing nodded: “It was him, but he is not my Father-Venerable. My Father-Venerable is benevolent and tolerant, not like him, who is so nitpicky and unforgiving.”

Sheng Wen was so angry he choked: “You…”

Tong Siqing hid behind Shi Zhihua, complaining: “He hit me. He even slapped me.”

Shi Zhihua’s eyes darkened, clearly displeased. Hearing that Tong Siqing had been slapped by Sheng Wen, her mood sank to the bottom. If it weren’t for the fact that the other party was Tong Siqing’s Father-Venerable, she would have certainly taught Sheng Wen a lesson today.

Tong Siqing seemed to sense her hesitation and quickly offered encouragement: “It’s fine, Zhihua. He didn’t just bully me; he also bullied that Siqing Immortal Saint. There’s no need to hold back. Taking him down is good for the people.”

Shi Zhihua was suddenly enlightened: “Is that so?”

In that case, she could let loose and properly deal with the other party!

Sheng Wen noticed her hostility and immediately straightened his face: “How dare you! This Venerable One is the Heavenly Venerable of the Xianning Sect. Just the few of you are far from enough.”

Shi Zhihua paused and asked in return: “Who said there are only a few of us?”

Sheng Wen: ???

Demon Lord: ???

Tong Siqing: ???

Was there someone else present?

Did Shi Zhihua not come in alone? Were there others?

This time, Tong Siqing was also confused. Did her Zhihua bring anyone else in?

Sheng Wen frowned: “There are others?”

“More than just others. Anything that exists in this world, this Lord can conjure,” Shi Zhihua successfully bluffed everyone with an inscrutable expression. With a wave of her large sleeve, she let them glimpse the true form of the Illusory Mirror, then put the mirror away and said to Sheng Wen, “This object is the immortal artifact Illusory Mirror. This Lord has long since restored it and now uses it for war. Without wasting a single soldier, I can completely transform Xianning’s combat power into my own, and then let them attack Xianning. Wouldn’t that be a wonderful thing?”

The Illusory Mirror, it was said, could split body and soul, but Sheng Wen had never heard that this thing could duplicate people?

Could it just conjure one out of thin air like this?

Shi Zhihua chuckled, shaking her head: “And you call yourself the Heavenly Venerable of Xianning? How can you be so ignorant.”

Sheng Wen felt struck. He truly didn’t know.

He asked: “With only half of the Illusory Mirror, how could you possibly do that?”

“Who says there’s only half?” Shi Zhihua spread her hand. “Doesn’t your Father Cloud Palace still have half? This Lord, having nothing better to do, has taken the liberty of keeping it safe for you.”

Sheng Wen: !!!

No wonder that half-mirror wasn’t working very well; it had long been swapped out by the Demon Lord Shi Zhihua.

Truly a demon, full of schemes, despicable and shameless.

“So the ‘outsider’ was also a fact you deliberately fabricated to deceive this Venerable One?” Sheng Wen began to doubt himself. He felt that everything he had seen recently was false, perhaps all part of a scheme by the Demon Lord Shi Zhihua, one he had unknowingly stepped into. He asked, “There is no ‘outside world’ at all; it was you who conjured up all these absurdities with the Illusory Mirror.”

To make the situation worse, Shi Zhihua went along with it: “It’s a credit to the Heavenly Venerable for figuring it out. Truly clever, worthy of being the Heavenly Venerable of Xianning.”

She spoke with a mocking, passive-aggressive tone that was quite irritating.

But Tong Siqing understood Zhihua was bluffing again.

However, Sheng Wen didn’t dare to fully believe it. He doubted again: “The Illusory Mirror cannot create something out of nothing. How can there be two completely identical people?”

Shi Zhihua said nothing, said something to the Demon Lord watching from the side, and then the two of them attacked Sheng Wen together using the powerful moves only the Demon Lord could use, forcing Sheng Wen to believe it.

With two identical Demon Lords flanking him, Sheng Wen felt the same dominant demon energy, and the cloud of doubt in his heart largely dissipated.

It was actually true…

“Now we are the same,” Shi Zhihua smiled sweetly, deliberately trying to scare him. “Perhaps soon, the same Sheng Wen will appear.”

Tong Siqing was startled, worried for Zhihua.

Other lies could be carelessly spoken, but not this one!

How could her Father-Venerable not distinguish between a real and a fake Heavenly Venerable? If she brought someone else to impersonate the Heavenly Venerable, they would likely be immediately exposed.

This wouldn’t work!

Tong Siqing tugged at Zhihua’s large sleeve, looking at her anxiously.

This detail was noticed by Sheng Wen. Sheng Wen was, after all, a deeply calculating Heavenly Venerable and immediately became suspicious again. His black eyes narrowed, his cold gaze sweeping over the three of them.

He opened his mouth to draw a conclusion: “You are still lying.”

Shi Zhihua was getting exasperated: “This Lord doesn’t lie to old people.”

Sheng Wen: !!!

Who is an old person?

Sheng Wen was furious and immediately prepared to show her. As the Heavenly Venerable, his silver robe flipped, his large sleeve facing the sky. Heavenly light converged on the cuff, and with a grasp of his palm, he seemed to hold the destiny of Xianning in his hand. Following that, a ball of light glowed between his hands a prelude to unleashing a powerful attack.

He wanted to blast this arrogant demon into ashes.

Otherwise, where would his dignity as a Heavenly Venerable be placed?

Today, he would make the Demon Lord Shi Zhihua pay the price. From now on, the Demon Realm would never have…

Wait.

Sheng Wen frowned, suddenly seeing an identical figure appear in front of him.

Who was that?

It was the Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen from outside the Mirage.

The Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen from outside the Mirage had a powerful Dharma body, like a true Creator God from eternity. His figure was upright and grand, his countenance solemn and fearless, surrounded by a faint holy light of heaven and earth.

This was the light only a true Saint could cultivate, something he himself had been unable to achieve for years.

Why could the person in front of him do it?

Sheng Wen inside the Mirage didn’t understand. Jealousy burned, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

The powerful attack in his palm nearly fizzled out, and he managed to weakly send it forth only with great difficulty.

But this time, this ineffective move didn’t reach Shi Zhihua. Instead, it was neutralized by the other Sheng Wen nearby.

The other party returned the same move to him, an exact replica, yet it was one he could not withstand. He was tossed out like a broken kite.

Tong Siqing: !!!

The reinforcements Zhihua found are so powerful!

Tong Siqing looked at Shi Zhihua with an admiring face: “Zhihua is amazing.”

Shi Zhihua narrowed her eyes mysteriously, whispering: “Don’t thank me. That’s truly your father.”

Tong Siqing: !!!

Sheng Wen, who had intended to gain praise by attacking: “…”

Who knew that even after he made a move, his daughter would still turn her head to praise Shi Zhihua.

Never mind, he wouldn’t watch. It was too infuriating.

Thus, the Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen from outside the Mirage left as quickly as he attacked, no longer staying in this sorrowful place.

After the true Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen left, Shi Zhihua effortlessly claimed his credit and continued to use it to intimidate the fake Heavenly Venerable inside the Mirage.

Shi Zhihua confidently walked over, half-bending down to look at him: “Heavenly Venerable, are you really the Heavenly Venerable of the Xianning Sect? How can your cultivation be so low? So many years have passed, yet you are weaker than when this Lord first saw you. Have you been lazy and not practicing properly?”

The Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen inside the Mirage had taken a nearly fatal blow and was struggling on the ground to recover. When she said this, his true qi almost ran rampant, causing him to suffer a deviation.

Sheng Wen raised his eyes and glared at her: “Insolent demon, how dare you criticize this Venerable One.”

Shi Zhihua maintained her Demon Lord pretense, nonchalantly denying it while speaking in a light, airy voice: “How dare I? You are the supreme Heavenly Venerable of the Xianning Sect. Even if your cultivation is crippled, there are plenty of people willing to kowtow to you and praise your peerless cultivation. It’s just that I am very curious, why is that ‘you’ inside the Illusory Mirror so much higher in cultivation than you?”

This question.

Sheng Wen also wanted to know.

Because he didn’t know the real truth, and everything in front of him was deliberately distorted by Shi Zhihua’s lies. He was lost between truth and falsehood, unsure what was real and what was fake. He even began to wonder—could it be that he couldn’t beat that Heavenly Venerable because… he himself was the fake, and that Heavenly Venerable was the real one?

It was said that the Illusory Mirror distinguished between good and evil, truth and falsehood. The Illusory Mirror, as an immortal artifact, could separate and seal the good and evil, truth and falsehood, splitting the different facets of the same person. One side was designated as real, the other as fake.

There was only one way to distinguish the truth from the fake.

That was to experience the details with the heart.

In most cases.

The one with higher cultivation, normal emotions, and a complete personality was the real one.

The one with lower cultivation, emotional flaws, and erratic behavior was the fake one.

No matter how he looked at it, he himself seemed like the fake person created by the Illusory Mirror.

Sheng Wen looked up at the sky of Xianning. Xianning was blessed with spiritual energy and talented people everywhere, yet he, the Heavenly Venerable, had been stuck at one level of cultivation and unable to break through.

To prevent being caught helpless if the Demon Realm invaded, he, as the Heavenly Venerable, could only anxiously demand effort from his successors, strictly treating those gifted disciples, including his own daughter.

His own cultivation had stagnated, and he even felt a sense of fatigue from waning power. So, once anxious, he demanded things of others.

He demanded that his daughter practice day and night, wishing he could instantly elevate her to his level of cultivation so she could protect Xianning in the future.

Turns out.

He was wrong.

The reason for all of this was none other than the fact that he, the Heavenly Venerable, was a fake. He was not from the realm of reality, but a counterfeit created by the Illusory Mirror.

If it weren’t for the blow he just received, Sheng Wen would never have admitted his defeat.

However, that true Heavenly Venerable was simply too powerful, almost capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. Moreover, the holy light emanating from him was too solemn and upright. Without genuine accumulated merit of millions, it would be impossible to cultivate such a grand immortal light.

That level of immortal light simply couldn’t be faked.

He had tried himself, so he naturally knew.

Therefore, he greatly believed Shi Zhihua’s words.

He was instantly enveloped by immense defeat and disbelief. He slowly knelt down, as if atoning to the millions of beings in Xianning.

He never thought he was the fake one, that he had been falsely occupying the position of Heavenly Venerable all this time, hindering the development of Xianning.

It was his fault.

It was his fault, indeed.

He finally thought everything through. He remembered when he first picked up the Illusory Mirror, he looked at himself in the mirror and curiously took a few extra glances.

Perhaps, before those few glances, the true Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen was trapped inside the mirror world, leaving him, the imposter, outside to delay the world’s beings.

It was his mistake. It was his fault.

The Sheng Wen inside the Mirage admired the highest cultivation in the world. Only true ability could convince him and make him believe.

And the appearance of the Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen from outside the Mirage just happened to complete Shi Zhihua’s earlier lie. This coordinated action naturally led this one inside the Mirage to question his life.

Everyone watching the Sheng Wen Heavenly Venerable inside the Mirage kneel on the ground with a look of utter defeat knew that he had probably been successfully fooled by Shi Zhihua.

Tong Siqing: “…”

She had to admit, Zhihua was really good at fooling people.

Whether her Father-Venerable was real or fake, he couldn’t escape her deception.

Sigh.

She touched her forehead, looking at the Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen on the ground with a sense of helplessness.

Cheer up, Father-Venerable. The outcome would be more or less the same outside.

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