The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 88

Chapter 88

When Tong Siqing and Shi Zhihua woke up on the second day, they heard very explosive news.

The North Sea Serpent Clan Elder was dead.

Killed by someone last night.

Who it was, Tong Siqing didn’t know. She hadn’t heard of him and didn’t want to inquire.

The reason why this matter was called explosive news was entirely because the whole North Sea erupted in chaos, with a group of people making such a noise early in the morning that Shi Zhihua couldn’t sleep.

Why couldn’t she sleep? Because the Demon Lord had been tormented for too long last night, constantly complaining of a sore waist in the latter half of the night. Tong Siqing applied ointment for a long time, and by the time it was absorbed, dawn had broken. She had intended to let Zhihua sleep for a little longer, but the outside noise was too loud. Zhihua had just closed her eyes when she woke up again.

“Another bothersome matter,” Shi Zhihua pressed her temples, feeling annoyed. “We encounter turmoil every time we arrive somewhere. Did we trigger some mechanism? Why do we always run into bad luck?”

Tong Siqing touched the tip of her nose sheepishly.

It should be her fault, as she was the protagonist of the story. Once she made a move, she would be passively drawn into these situations and forced to uphold justice.

Once or twice was fine, but encountering this every single time was truly unfair to Zhihua.

Tong Siqing knew that her Zhihua disliked these troublesome matters. She was lazy in both body and mind, preferring to slack off whenever possible. Following her truly burdened her.

Shi Zhihua sighed on the side, her voice a little hoarse: “However, this matter should not be our concern. Your Father-Venerable is also in the North Sea. He should take the initiative to help when something goes wrong.”

Tong Siqing: “That’s true.”

And then.

When they went to the Dragon Palace today, they heard Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen explicitly stating his intention not to interfere.

The Dragon Mother was still trying to get the Heavenly Venerable to step in and resolve the issue: “Heavenly Venerable, this matter is a cold case. With your help, we believe it can be resolved as soon as possible.”

But Sheng Wen still insisted on not interfering.

The Dragon Mother then shifted her gaze to the Demon Lord.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

She immediately held her forehead, leaning on Tong Siqing, and said she had a headache.

Tong Siqing stepped in to smooth things over: “Zhihua has not been feeling well recently. We might as well observe for now. Since the matter has already happened, it can’t get any worse, so there’s no need to rush.”

If they stalled a little, until they left, it wouldn’t be their business anymore.

Tong Siqing thought this way.

But she was thinking too optimistically. On the morning of the third day, as she was applying ointment to Zhihua, she heard that someone in the North Sea had died again.

Shi Zhihua instantly became alert, frowning as she judged: “This North Sea matter is clearly a huge trap, intended to use our hands to solve their disaster. There must be a thorny major issue involved.”

Tong Siqing looked distressed: “Yes, but we really don’t want to get involved.”

They were just here to help Ji Hui find his dragon horn, not to be entangled in a cold case.

“Let’s see how your Father-Venerable handles it,” Shi Zhihua leaned on her knee. “I’ve never felt Sheng Wen was this reliable. When something happens, he’ll take the lead, and you and I don’t have to worry so much.”

Tong Siqing: “Yes, my Father-Venerable is still very dependable and will genuinely help everyone solve problems when they arise.”

Shi Zhihua: “That’s good.”

Just then, Qing Lin suddenly knocked, asking to enter.

Shi Zhihua: “Enter.”

Qing Lin: “Your Excellency, something bad has happened! The Dragon Mother is also dead!”

Shi Zhihua immediately sat up: “The Dragon Mother? Dead?”

Oh my goodness.

Tong Siqing was also shocked. She had thought that at most, some miscellaneous people in the North Sea would die. Who would have thought the Dragon Mother was also dead?

One must know that the Dragon King was already gravely ill. If the Dragon Mother also died, then…

Would the North Sea face a huge change?

This was a major event.

“Don’t panic.” Shi Zhihua told Qing Lin to close the door, then discussed with Tong Siqing, “The Dragon Mother might not be truly dead. Dragon species have long lifespans and thick blood. They won’t die so quickly. I believe this matter is likely fake.”

Tong Siqing: “Then why would they do that?”

“It’s probably to pressure your Father-Venerable.” Shi Zhihua analyzed, “They want to force your Father-Venerable to take on this matter, thoroughly investigate something for them, and eliminate the disaster.”

This disaster was something the North Sea people dared not touch for fear of implication, so they deliberately dragged Sheng Wen into it.

“They are too hasty. It’s only the third day,” Shi Zhihua also felt annoyed thinking about it. “Are they afraid your Father-Venerable will run away? This is truly… too much.”

“Exactly,” Tong Siqing said. “If my Father-Venerable encountered such a matter, he would never stand idly by. The North Sea people are too eager for quick results.”

Qing Lin: “… Um.”

Shi Zhihua and Tong Siqing asked simultaneously: “What?”

“Um…” Qing Lin hesitated. “There’s one more thing this subordinate hasn’t mentioned.”

Shi Zhihua waved her hand: “Just say it without restraint.”

Qing Lin: “This morning, Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen suddenly gained insight into the heavenly way and went into temporary seclusion.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Tong Siqing: “…”

This wasn’t seclusion; it was clearly an unwillingness to get involved, a choice to hide.

What kind of situation was this!

The North Sea invited them as guests, then recklessly dumped a cold case on them. To force them to accept it, they even had to kill a few people.

Some were truly dead, some faked their deaths, and others who didn’t want to get involved simply washed their hands of it and went into seclusion.

Shi Zhihua was exasperated: “Are they forcing this Lord to deal with this matter?”

Tong Siqing grabbed her hand: “Why don’t we run away too?”

They could come back for the horn after the North Sea had settled down a bit.

Qing Lin shook her head: “That won’t work. When dragon species enter adulthood, their dragon horns disappear for a period. This time is called the ‘Horn Eruption Period,’ similar to a small beast’s ‘Ear Eruption Period.’ This stage must be handled carefully. If it fails or is delayed, they might never have good-looking horns for life.”

Tong Siqing was startled: “Then we can’t leave!”

However, they also didn’t want to get involved.

This matter clearly wasn’t good. It was so tricky that even her own Father-Venerable couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.

“As the Demon Lord, it is inconvenient for me to step forward,” Shi Zhihua thought for a moment and said, “I also cannot accept this hot potato.”

Because she was the Demon Lord, her word was law. If the matter wasn’t handled well, she might suffer backlash. Besides damaged prestige, with her bad luck, she might even incur some heavenly punishment or something.

Thinking of this, Shi Zhihua suddenly raised her hand, covered her eyes with a strip of red gauze, and said to the two of them: “Later, you spread the word that this Lord was assassinated last night, and is now blind, mute, and deaf.”

Tong Siqing: “…”

Qing Lin: “…”

Everyone was coming up with all sorts of ways to avoid trouble.

Tong Siqing: “Then, Zhihua, you…”

“It’s fine,” Shi Zhihua said. “I’ll pretend for them to see. I just need to trouble you a little.”

Tong Siqing quickly supported her: “Okay, Zhihua, I’ll take care of you.”

Qing Lin was very worried on the side. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Siqing; it was just that Siqing herself was prone to tripping even on flat ground, and she could even accidentally kill a pet cat or dog. If their Demon Lord put her entire well-being into her hands, would she also suffer bumps and bruises?

Tong Siqing looked at her: “Qing Lin, you must believe me.”

Qing Lin pursed her lips and said against her conscience: “Of course I believe you.”

Tong Siqing: “Good. You go spread the news. I’ll support Zhihua to meet everyone.”

Qing Lin left worriedly.

However, she hadn’t walked two steps before she suddenly heard a muffled thud from behind.

Immediately followed by Tong Siqing’s apology.

“Sorry, Zhihua. I accidentally let you bump into the door.”

Qing Lin: “…”

What was even more frustrating was that Shi Zhihua was playing someone who was blind, deaf, and mute. Even if it hurt, she couldn’t speak out. She could only swallow the cry of pain and continue to be supported by Tong Siqing.

A moment later, the Demon Lord lifted her foot, didn’t notice the threshold, and almost fell to the ground.

This time, Tong Siqing finally held the other party steady.

She transmitted a message to Zhihua—Zhihua, why don’t you use some magic? Don’t trust me so much. At least use some magic to see the way.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

To save face, the Demon Lord would never admit her true feelings. She stubbornly refused to cheat with magic, insisting on giving herself entirely to Tong Siqing, letting the other party meticulously care for her every step.

The refined term was—complete trust in the other party.

In reality, it was just stubbornness.

Tong Siqing supported her while recalling: “When I was in the Mirage, that Demon Lord also taught me many things, such as how to interpret Zhihua’s inner thoughts, distinguish which words were Zhihua’s true feelings and which were her insincere lies, and how she deliberately acted tough despite having a soft heart and refusing to admit things…”

She seemed to have learned everything.

Shi Zhihua’s heart softened, feeling very gratified that the other party had this realization.

Tong Siqing: “So, I thought about it, seriously analyzed Zhihua’s psychology, and felt that Zhihua must truly trust me to entrust everything to me. I must not fail Zhihua’s trust and force you to use magic to see the road.”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Very good. She learned everything completely wrong. It would have been better if she hadn’t learned at all.

What was even more infuriating was that as soon as the other party said this, she couldn’t secretly use magic to see the way either, or it would seem like she didn’t trust her.

No, she had to maintain her composure and remain calm. She was playing someone blind, deaf, and mute. She couldn’t have any reaction.

Shi Zhihua controlled her emotions and transmitted a message to Tong Siqing: “Good. This Lord is very pleased that you have this realization.”

Tong Siqing smiled gently, indicating she loved Zhihua the most.

Shi Zhihua gritted her teeth and transmitted to her: “When you meet everyone, if they ask you to take on this matter, try your best not to. Find an excuse to avoid it. If you absolutely can’t avoid it, you can accept it. After all, you are the junior. Even if you cause a big mess for them, they can’t accuse you of anything. If they dare to pick a fight, they are just being impudent.”

Of course, the most likely scenario was that the North Sea people wouldn’t hand the matter over to Tong Siqing.

Although Tong Siqing was an Immortal Saint, she rarely left Xianning and didn’t manage many affairs.

The North Sea people clearly wanted to catch a big fish and needed a shrewd and quick-witted person to solve the case for them.

Tong Siqing… would probably not be it.

If she were to solve the case, it might not be solved even by next year.

Tong Siqing was spoiled by both the Immortal and Demon Realms. If she were asked to lead everyone in having fun, that might be possible, but to handle a major event? Probably not. How could she solve such a suspenseful case?

Shi Zhihua thought, Isn’t that just wishful thinking?

How simple-minded Tong Siqing was, was obvious to everyone.

Even if she actually caught the culprit, the villain could probably stand in front of her and talk their way out of it without much effort in pretending. She would believe them and let them go.

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