The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 87

Chapter 87

When Tong Siqing and Shi Zhihua left the Mirage, everyone was waiting for them.

This time, not only people from the Xianning Sect and the Demon Realm were present. The people of the North Sea, knowing that Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen had personally arrived, all rushed to greet him in awe. Except for Ji Wudu, who was sent to the Demon Realm as a hostage, eight of the nine North Sea princes were present. The Dragon Mother also led her entourage to meet Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen. Almost all the prominent figures of the North Sea had come, showing how grand Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen’s presence was.

What the people of the North Sea never expected was that the Demon Lord was with Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen.

They were all stunned the moment they met.

Was the North Sea so backward? Since when could Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen and the Demon Lord coexist peacefully?

Shi Zhihua, who had just emerged from the Mirage, was already holding a grudge because of the North Sea’s mess. The moment she stepped out and saw the North Sea crowd staring at Sheng Wen with astonishment, she immediately added to her score of grievances.

These petty villains of the North Sea usually pretended to be respectful to the Demon Realm but secretly pulled tricks. They knew she was coming, yet insisted on sending Jiuying to cause trouble at the entrance, almost hurting Tong Siqing.

If they were just testing her, the Demon Lord’s, strength, it would be fine, but they also implicated Tong Siqing.

That alone was enough for Shi Zhihua to hold a grudge.

She secretly made a note in her mind, thinking that when she entered the North Sea, she would surely cause a huge upheaval.

Shi Zhihua had no pleasant expression for those people. It was already a great restraint not to humiliate them on the spot.

The people of the North Sea also knew they had wronged the Demon Lord and naturally didn’t dare to seek trouble. The Dragon Mother brought the eight princes to pay respects to Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen, initially hoping that if the two sides started fighting, Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen might step in to help. Who knew that as soon as they arrived, they were rendered speechless by what Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen said.

During the exchange of pleasantries, the First Prince politely asked the Heavenly Venerable the purpose of his visit to the North Sea, offering their utmost assistance. The Heavenly Venerable then said he was looking for his daughter.

“Daughter?” The First Prince was stunned, not quite registering the information.

The next second, the Demon Lord Shi Zhihua walked over and explained: “The one you North Sea people dragged into the Mirage is Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen’s daughter, and this Lord’s lover.”

The North Sea crowd: “…”

It’s over. They dragged one person in and offended two realms.

How could anyone have known? Jiuying, that useless thing, was supposed to just probe the Demon Lord’s intentions. Who knew things would escalate to this point?

They even dragged Sheng Wen and his daughter into it.

What could they do now?

The people of the North Sea all looked miserable, staring awkwardly at their Dragon Mother.

Sheng Wen asked: “Why isn’t the North Sea Immortal King here today?”

The North Sea Immortal King was the old Dragon King of the North Sea. This title of Immortal King was bestowed upon him by Sheng Wen, probably as a symbolic gesture of thanks back then.

“The Old Dragon King, he is ill recently and inconvenient to see guests,” the Dragon Mother glided forward, gracefully composed. “Please forgive me, Heavenly Venerable.”

Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen certainly didn’t blame her. His only complaint was the North Sea’s madness for implicating his daughter in the Mirage.

Fortunately, Tong Siqing was unharmed. If anything had truly happened to her, the North Sea’s very existence would have been questioned.

While the North Sea and Sheng Wen were engaged in a diplomatic dance, Tong Siqing was still playing with the Golden Snake nearby.

She didn’t participate in the formalities, like an immature child, still wholeheartedly playing with her pet.

The Golden Snake seemed particularly excited to see her, so warm that it didn’t seem like a cold-blooded animal at all, more like a clingy and mischievous kitten or puppy.

Tong Siqing loved playing with her.

Shi Zhihua watched their interaction and was inadvertently captivated. She had been in a very foul mood today, but when she came to Tong Siqing’s side and saw her playing enthusiastically even with a snake, the gloom that had weighed on her heart instantly dissipated.

She had to admit, the Sheng Wen outside the Mirage truly knew how to raise a daughter.

Although she was the Immortal Saint of the Xianning Sect, her mind was as pure as a child’s. Even in such a scene of diplomatic maneuvering between two realms, Tong Siqing could play with the snake on the side without any reservations.

If it were the one inside the Mirage, she would have probably dragged her daughter to participate in the adults’ exchanges already.

Shi Zhihua was filled with emotion.

Seeing Zhihua, Tong Siqing pointed at the Golden Snake and said to her: “Zhihua, it needs a name. Please help me think of one.”

Think of a name…

When the Golden Snake was Shi Zhihua’s pet, Shi Zhihua had never thought about naming it. Now that the Golden Snake recognized Tong Siqing as its owner, Tong Siqing not only didn’t name it herself but waited until she was present to ask for her opinion immediately.

Shi Zhihua felt a warmth in her heart, knowing that Tong Siqing was considering her.

“No problem, you go ahead,” Shi Zhihua said, but then realized that Tong Siqing wasn’t without experience in naming. Her naming sense was truly terrible; she had absolutely no talent in that area. Shi Zhihua thought for a moment and added: “But I will need to approve it.”

Tong Siqing’s eyes lit up, and countless ideas instantly popped out.

Shi Zhihua initially maintained her composure, ready to select and comment, but as she listened, her eyebrows furrowed deeper.

Truly… not a single one was acceptable.

Especially when Tong Siqing pointed at the Golden Snake and suggested it be called “Big Black, Little Pink, Little Blue,” Shi Zhihua’s facial expression was nearly uncontrollable. She really wanted to ask Sheng Wen how the Xianning Sect educated Tong Siqing and how her talent in this area was so utterly blocked.

Qing Lin and the others, seeing the Demon Lord frown, quickly extricated themselves from the social exchanges and joined the naming activity.

Then, everyone was bewildered by Tong Siqing’s ingenious ideas.

Eventually, as more and more people frowned, disciples from the Xianning Sect also came over to join the fun.

Finally, only when everyone showed expressions of distress did Tong Siqing stop suggesting names.

She thought for a moment and sought help from Su Rong, saying that Su Rong read a lot and had a natural literary talent, so she could surely come up with a good name.

Su Rong was flattered and nervously looked at the Demon Lord.

Shi Zhihua looked straight ahead and cleared her throat: “Just say whatever you like. This Lord will listen.”

Su Rong took the command and began to contemplate: “What is the little snake’s surname?”

Surname?

As soon as Shi Zhihua heard the first question, she knew there was no problem. Su Rong seemed much more reliable and much more formal than Tong Siqing’s infinitely casual collection of nicknames.

She said to Tong Siqing: “It recognized you as its owner. Why not take your surname?”

“That won’t do.” Tong Siqing became serious.

She recalled the little snake’s stolen identity. It could have been a North Sea prince but was reduced to a little snake, serving as someone else’s pet. It had lost so much and had to reclaim it piece by piece.

Although Tong Siqing was not one to fight for things, she could not stand to see her people wronged, especially when the grievance involved was significant.

No.

The little snake must be surnamed Ji.

Ji.

The royal surname of the North Sea.

All nine princes share this name. It must too.

“Surname Ji,” Tong Siqing stated firmly, but offered no other reason. She said to Su Rong: “It’s Ji. Please come up with a meaningful name.”

Su Rong nodded and then offered several options.

Finally, both Tong Siqing and Zhihua chose “Ji Hui.” Tong Siqing chose it because of the homophone: “Hui” sounds like “Hui” (return) and “Hui” (opportunity), symbolizing the Golden Snake returning to the North Sea and seizing its rightful opportunity. Shi Zhihua chose it because “Hui” is a type of long, sand-dwelling fish unique to the North Sea, and the Golden Snake loved preying on these fish when it was her pet.

They both chose the name by coincidence, neither using the poetic meaning Su Rong had provided.

Su Rong had selected this character after listing many obscure poems, but neither of them noticed which poem the character came from.

Su Rong naturally didn’t mind. Everyone had their own thoughts, and it was a rare consensus.

Su Rong: “Your Excellency, I would like to borrow the classics from the underground library in Yuyin Palace to read.”

“I’ve gifted that whole place to you,” Shi Zhihua said generously. “I have no objection even if you live inside.”

Su Rong: !!!

Thank you, Your Excellency! She would move in as soon as she returned.

Qing Lin: “…”

This won’t do. If Su Rong enters the library, she’ll probably forget to eat and sleep. It will be hard for him to even see her.

A group of people happily gathered around the Golden Snake. Some were worried, some were joyful. Many disciples couldn’t resist using the new name to tease the Golden Snake, watching who it would respond to.

On the other side, Sheng Wen and the people of the North Sea exchanged pleasantries for a long time. The North Sea people finally buckled under the pressure, pushing a scapegoat forward to take the blame and profoundly reflected on their fault, claiming they did not intentionally hurt Sheng Wen’s daughter. If Tong Siqing minded, they were willing to offer treasures as compensation.

The Dragon Mother said: “This Palace remembers that Heavenly Venerable was very fond of the Dark Jade of the North Sea in previous years. When the Dragon King was in charge, he frequently sent tens of thousands of Dark Jade to Father Cloud Peak. If you still like it, this Palace can…”

Sheng Wen politely declined her flattery, saying he no longer needed those things.

The Dark Jade was a sea jade exclusive to the North Sea. It could be used for creation out of thin air, sounding very powerful. In reality, it had no practical use. Firstly, creation required extremely high cultivation, which few people in the world could achieve. Secondly, the process wasted a lot of time and inner energy, and the success rate was low, making it very troublesome.

Therefore, although the Dark Jade had a good reputation, it was useless and could only remain on the seabed as decoration.

Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen had inexplicably become fond of this item in recent years. He specifically sought a good relationship with the North Sea and transported a large amount to Father Cloud Peak, presumably for some unknown purpose.

“Since you don’t need this item, why not let the Siqing Immortal Saint choose for herself? Although the North Sea’s treasures cannot compare to Xianning’s, there are certainly some beautiful specialties that can easily win a girl’s favor,” the Dragon Mother gracefully turned and looked toward Tong Siqing’s location. However, as she looked, she couldn’t immediately find Tong Siqing’s figure because there were too many people there, obstructing her view. She couldn’t even see a shadow.

The Dragon Mother was slightly confused.

Sheng Wen also looked over. Sure enough, he saw a group of playful disciples messing around, and Tong Siqing was surrounded by them, her face beaming with lively smiles.

“Alas…” Sheng Wen sighed, raised his sleeve, and waved in that direction. “Siqing, come here.”

Sheng Wen did not leave the North Sea but stayed as a guest with Tong Siqing and the others.

Tong Siqing and Shi Zhihua never forgot the main purpose. They needed to recover the hidden Emperor’s Grudge Mark for Ji Hui. Thus, they had to find something that could help the little North Sea dragon regrow its horns. They didn’t know what that object was, so they had to familiarize themselves with the North Sea environment first and then find a way to locate it.

Tong Siqing hugged her Zhihua and innocently asked why they couldn’t just ask the Dragon Mother. Shi Zhihua patiently explained that some things couldn’t be rushed and had to be approached slowly.

If they stated their intention upfront, they could easily be exploited by those with ulterior motives.

Tong Siqing nodded, indicating she understood.

Then, she affectionately rubbed her forehead against Zhihua’s jaw.

Shi Zhihua tapped her head and chuckled: “How could you understand, you silly rabbit?”

“I really do understand,” Tong Siqing whispered to her. “For example, if I want you tonight, I shouldn’t directly ask, ‘Zhihua, can I sleep with you?’ Instead, I should gradually progress by first hugging you, then chatting with you, and finally, when you’re not paying attention, pounce on you and then do this and that, and that and this…”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

The alert Demon Lord immediately assessed the situation and realized she had already reached the “chatting” stage, and the next step was crucial. A moment of inattention, and she might have a sore waist tomorrow.

But it was too late.

Seeing her deep in thought, Tong Siqing, without waiting for her to dodge, recklessly pounced on her, holding her tightly in her embrace regardless of the consequences.

Shi Zhihua sighed with a hint of helplessness, thinking that this rabbit was truly progressing rapidly. This time, she not only understood but was also personally practicing.

She had almost forgotten this, perhaps because her waist hadn’t hurt for a long time, leading her to become careless and forget Tong Siqing’s insatiability.

However, only when facing Tong Siqing could the cautious and shrewd Demon Lord lower her guard and suffer a loss.

What else could Shi Zhihua say? She could only concede defeat.

“Zhihua, after going to the Mirage, I appreciate your kindness even more,” Tong Siqing leaned on her dreamily, clumsily expressing her love. “No one in the world is as tolerant of me as you. That Zhihua inside the Mirage has a terrible temper. She hated my crying, she hated my clumsiness, and she hated that I wasn’t willing to be close to her. In short, everything was wrong.”

The special wax tears of the Dragon Palace dripped, and Shi Zhihua sighed in the dim light.

If it weren’t for genuine deep affection, how could she be so tolerant?

She herself hadn’t expected to like Tong Siqing so much, willing to tolerate her, accommodate her, and treat all her minor flaws as advantages.

No, her rabbit was simply better than everyone else. She had no flaws.

Shi Zhihua immediately denied her previous thought while contemplating.

She declared that her Tong Siqing was the best in the world, and even she herself couldn’t belittle her.

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