The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 86

Chapter 86

People who have been oppressed for a long time easily develop two extreme personalities. One will become depressed and submissive, lacking independence, while the other will be pushed to the brink and rise from the ashes. Far from being suppressed, they will develop an extremely rebellious mindset, like a cornered beast igniting an unprecedented ambition and ferocity.

At this moment, the Siqing Immortal Saint inside the Mirage belonged to the latter.

She didn’t know what had come over her.

When she saw her arbitrary and despotic Father-Venerable severely injured, tied up in a battle-damaged state in the main hall of the Father Cloud Palace, an unprecedented rebellious thought surged in her heart.

Her Father-Venerable had always looked down upon the world from a high position, using the excuse of “caring” to say he wanted to cultivate her into an ambitious and capable person. In reality, he was demanding and strict, requiring her to be the best, criticizing her for even the smallest mistake.

She had long had enough.

She was unwilling to endure it anymore.

Today, she was going to overthrow this inhumane Father-Venerable, forcing him down from his divine position to be an ordinary person who felt humiliated for once.

All the tumultuous emotions in the Siqing Immortal Saint’s heart were not shown. Instead, the Father Cloud Palace was excessively quiet.

Sheng Wen anxiously strained against the chains. His silver robe dragged on the floor, and his two large sleeves were hoisted high, the cuffs stained with blood…

He was like a trapped beast.

The Siqing Immortal Saint had never seen her Father-Venerable so humiliated, and a surge of satisfaction welled up in her heart.

“What are you doing! What do you want to do?” Sheng Wen roared. “Don’t think that just because your cultivation is higher than ordinary disciples you dare to set your sights on the Heavenly Venerable position. What great ability do you think you have to dare to covet your Father-Venerable’s position?”

“Father-Venerable, you are belittling and oppressing me again,” the Siqing Immortal Saint said with a look of sadness. “You always talk about my shortcomings, never praising or loving me like a normal father. Do you know how I have lived all these years? Although I am an Immortal Saint, I have been under your control at all times, bearing the heavy responsibility of the world for nothing, yet feeling no glory or honor. Even now, you are still insulting me, calling me rebellious.”

But she hadn’t done anything yet.

To bear this accusation for no reason, wouldn’t it be a great loss to endure this humiliation?

“Since you have already said so, I might as well accept this crime,” the Siqing Immortal Saint leaned down and looked at him, using the same condescending gaze he typically used, looking down at the other party, and said, “Yes, my cultivation is indeed not as high as yours, but so what? You are a trapped beast now. Even if your cultivation is higher than mine, you are so severely injured. Can you still defeat me?”

Sheng Wen gritted his teeth, glaring ahead, his deep black eyes filled with murderous intent.

The Siqing Immortal Saint thought, ‘I can’t turn back now. If I give up halfway, my Father-Venerable will surely kill me without hesitation once he recovers.’

Finally, this day had come.

She hadn’t expected it to arrive so quickly.

The opportunity was rare.

Forgive me, Father-Venerable.

“Do you want to usurp the throne?” Sheng Wen’s heart was filled with sadness when he saw the determination in her eyes. “I raised you for so long, and yet you are a person without benevolence. To ascend to the Heavenly Venerable position, you are actually willing to usurp the throne prematurely.”

“Don’t blame me, Father-Venerable,” the Siqing Immortal Saint said. “You forced me. I really have no choice but to move forward. I went to the outside world and saw infinite possibilities, but that possibility is almost non-existent. If you are alive, you will surely not allow me to do that.”

Sheng Wen’s heart sank, and he asked numbly: “So, after you usurp the throne, what do you intend to do?”

The Siqing Immortal Saint told the truth: “I want to unify the world. Of course, it’s not for my own ambition, unlike what you imagine.”

You’re bullshitting.

Sheng Wen thought, Your words sound nice. Unifying the world isn’t for your own ambition?

Whose unification of the world is for peace?

Sheng Wen: “You are lying. Control the ambition in your eyes. Your father knows everything.”

The Siqing Immortal Saint: “No, you don’t. My idea of unifying the world will certainly not involve launching wars. I think I will marry the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm and have her accompany me. If Immortals and Demons are harmoniously unified, wouldn’t that be ‘unifying the world’?”

Sheng Wen: “Are you insane? Immortals and Demons have been opposed since ancient times. How can they coexist peacefully?”

“You are being narrow-minded,” the Siqing Immortal Saint recalled the scene she saw in the outside world. That was the life her heart yearned for. Loved ones accompanied her, and everyone was happy, speaking freely under the blue sky by the sea breeze. It was simply more beautiful than the Scarlet Sky Realm.

She said: “I have seen that possibility and know deeply that it can be achieved. Of course, the prerequisite is that you cannot interfere.”

Sheng Wen was nearly driven mad by her, but he knew that the current Siqing was somewhat unhinged. He couldn’t provoke her further. He could only pretend to compromise, stalling for time until he could recover.

He would personally deal with this disloyal and unfilial daughter.

Hoping she could shoulder the great responsibility was impossible. It would be better to find another puppet, impersonate her appearance, and maintain the semblance of peace.

Sheng Wen had already figured out the solution.

So, he deliberately conceded, speaking in a kind tone: “Alright then, your father agrees to you. I agree to everything. You untie me first. Whatever you want to do later, your father will comply.”

The Siqing Immortal Saint looked at him lying calmly.

That’s not true.

She thought, You are deceiving me.

She understood her own Father-Venerable well. This must be a delaying tactic. Once her Father-Venerable recovered, she would surely face catastrophic disaster.

They were father and daughter, yet they were more estranged than enemies.

The suspicion and malicious speculation she had endured over the years were already too much.

Enough to learn from the experience and avoid repeating the same mistakes.

“No, you will not comply with me,” the Siqing Immortal Saint shook her head, asserting, “You are surely already thinking about how to torture me now, aren’t you?”

Sheng Wen didn’t answer her question, but was startled: “Could it be that you want your father to pass on the Heavenly Venerable position to you right now? Are you in such a hurry? Can’t you trust your Father-Venerable? You and I have shared many years…”

“Don’t play the emotional card,” the Siqing Immortal Saint interrupted him. “Also, I’ve changed my mind. I don’t plan to usurp the throne.”

Sheng Wen: ?

The twist came too quickly and surprisingly. He even suspected he had misheard.

However, immediately afterward, the Siqing Immortal Saint completed the second half of her sentence.

She said: “You are deeply cunning. Even if you step down, you will not let me go. I’ve thought about it and decided that patricide is a better option.”

Sheng Wen: ???

Pa—tri—cide—

Insane.

Truly insane.

The Siqing Immortal Saint knelt casually before him, not to atone or show respect, but for better communication.

“I originally didn’t plan to do this. It’s you who kept forcing me. I have no choice,” the Siqing Immortal Saint pulled a white hairpin from her hair. She thought for a moment, then raised her hand to use it to unfasten Sheng Wen’s jade mask. “Father-Venerable, you are still the faith of our Xianning, a pure and dazzling deity. I will represent the entire Xianning Sect and forever remember your merits. So, I will keep your mask and let it receive eternal incense and offerings in your place, to ease my longing for my father.”

Sheng Wen: “…”

A tremendous noise erupted in the Father Cloud Palace. Someone had used inner strength to blast the entire palace. Even the trees on Father Cloud Peak were affected, and several ancient trees fell.

By the time the Demon Lord and others rushed over, it was too late.

The Father Cloud Palace was reduced to rubble and ruins. The solemn white palace was completely scorched black. The Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen, whom they had confined inside, was nowhere to be seen.

The Siqing Immortal Saint, in white robes, walked out gloomily, looking utterly distraught.

Shi Zhihua and Tong Siqing watched her approach from a distance, completely confused by the current situation.

Why did the Father Cloud Palace suddenly explode?

The Mirage Demon Lord beside them was clearly more accepting of the facts than the other two. Although she remained motionless, her gaze had already followed, and she looked at the person in front of her with a complicated expression.

The Siqing Immortal Saint walked over step by step, her posture somewhat unsteady, as if she had lost her backbone, looking utterly heartbroken: “Father Cloud Palace was attacked by external enemies. My Father-Venerable—has fallen.”

Shi Zhihua and Tong Siqing exchanged glances, never expecting this turn of events.

Shi Zhihua was about to say something, but she turned her head and found that the Demon Lord beside them had already walked over to comfort the Siqing Immortal Saint.

So Shi Zhihua thought for a moment and said to Tong Siqing: “Let’s go. It’s better not to bother with the affairs of the Mirage anymore.”

Something had gone beyond the plan, and it seemed a significant and uncontrollable change had occurred.

Shi Zhihua was always particularly sensitive to potential trouble, especially when she saw the Siqing Immortal Saint emerge holding Sheng Wen’s mask.

She thought—the other party said Sheng Wen fell due to an external enemy attack. Could she be trying to pin the blame on them?

Shi Zhihua didn’t want to get involved in such troubles for no reason, so she decisively chose to run away with Tong Siqing.

Anyway, this was just a small Mirage. No matter how much they caused trouble here, it was none of their business. Moreover, after they left, even if this Siqing Immortal Saint inside the Mirage wanted to push the blame onto them, it wouldn’t matter much because they would be long gone. There would be no proof, and they wouldn’t suffer any humiliation.

Shi Zhihua pulled Tong Siqing abruptly: “Let’s go!”

“But…” Tong Siqing also noticed the jade mask in the Siqing Immortal Saint’s hand. She hesitated, but after seeing Zhihua’s expression, she didn’t point it out directly. She whispered to Zhihua, “But I haven’t even seen my Father-Venerable’s face under the mask. I wanted to ask her.”

Shi Zhihua: “There’s no time. Don’t be too curious about this matter. I always have a bad feeling.”

Hearing her say this, Tong Siqing decisively gave up: “Okay, then let’s hurry.”

They left in a rush, even their farewells were hurried.

As soon as they finished speaking, they instantly left the Mirage and returned to the vicinity of the North Sea cloud ocean.

Inside the Mirage, only the Demon Lord and the Siqing Immortal Saint remained.

The Demon Lord even went over to comfort the other party, even thinking that with the other party’s Father-Venerable gone, she could seize the opportunity to move in and be with the other party forever.

She had a good impression of this person, was not resistant at all, and was willing to give it a try with the other party.

But—

The Siqing Immortal Saint took a deep breath, put away the jade mask in her hand, shed the sadness on her face, and turned to look at her calmly: “You are the Demon Lord of this world, Shi Zhihua, aren’t you?”

The Demon Lord was startled by her sudden change of expression but still answered: “Yes.”

The Siqing Immortal Saint spoke lightly: “We have both seen the lovers from outside this world, which means we are fated to be together. I also intend to befriend you…”

At this point, the Demon Lord’s heart suddenly pounded wildly.

Wasn’t this a wonderful thing? She didn’t even need to speak.

How great. The Siqing Immortal Saint was truly so understanding.

Just as the Demon Lord was moved, the Siqing Immortal Saint spoke again. She said: “When I successfully ascend to the Heavenly Venerable position, I will go to the Demon Realm to marry you. At that time, you will marry into my Xianning Sect…”

“Wait.” The Demon Lord felt increasingly uneasy. She retorted, “Shouldn’t you marry into my Yuyin Palace? Why should I marry into Xianning? That’s not logical.”

Both of them stopped.

The Demon Lord was a little uncomfortable. She thought, ‘Clearly, the couple in the outside world was Siqing following Shi Zhihua. How come, when it comes to me, I have to be the one marrying into Xianning like a son-in-law?’

If this got back to the Demon Realm, how could she, the Demon Lord, face anyone?

The Demon Lord naturally refused.

Of course, if she deeply loved the other party and the other party truly had difficulties, she might consider it.

However, the two of them didn’t know each other well yet. They only had a slight interest in each other. How could they marry so hastily?

She didn’t love the other party enough to accept this request.

“It is more suitable for you to marry into Yuyin Palace,” the Demon Lord frowned at her. “This Lord will treat you well, even if you come to the Demon Realm…”

The Siqing Immortal Saint resolutely refused: “No. I will be the Heavenly Venerable of Xianning in the future. I cannot be subservient to the Demon Realm.”

“Coming to my Demon Realm is ‘subservient’ to you?” The Demon Lord’s core belief was suddenly touched. She retorted, “If it is subservient to you, then don’t come! This Lord doesn’t particularly care for it…”

The Siqing Immortal Saint was incredulous: “What did you say…”

She had just experienced a huge emotional turmoil and was grieving, only to be strongly criticized by the other party. Her heart instantly felt wretched. She had thought she could have a considerate and gentle lover, like the couple outside the Mirage. Who would have thought that the person fated to be with her would say she “didn’t particularly care for” her?

The Siqing Immortal Saint’s heart sank, and sadness enveloped her.

The Demon Lord regretted speaking out. Seeing the other party’s reaction, she immediately felt a little guilty. She wanted to mend things and was about to say something, but the other party interrupted her.

The Siqing Immortal Saint adjusted her emotions, then spoke in a cold voice: “Such a big commotion at Father Cloud Peak will surely attract many people soon. And you are currently in the territory of my Xianning. If you are seen by everyone, you will definitely be unable to escape, and may even face a fatal disaster.”

“What do you mean?” The Demon Lord caught the threat in her words, and her gaze also darkened. “You are threatening me.”

“Yes,” the Siqing Immortal Saint admitted. She said, “If you agree to my condition, then my Father-Venerable’s death will be attributed to an external enemy attack. If you don’t agree, then it will be an attack originating from your Demon Realm. At that time, with you, the Demon Lord, trapped in Xianning, Yuyin Palace will surely be in disarray, and it won’t take long for the world to be unified by Xianning. Although you will still marry me then, without the Demon Lord status, this Lord will surely not feel good about it.”

Demon Lord: “You…”

She truly couldn’t believe it. Why, with the exact same face, was this one so ambitious and ruthless?

She was truly going too far.

Was she more ruthless than she, the Demon Lord?

The Siqing Immortal Saint looked at the people gradually approaching in the distance, and let out a light sigh of repressed air: “People are coming soon, Your Excellency. Have you… decided?”

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