The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 97

Chapter 97

It had been many years since Shi Zhihua last found Tong Siqing.

In those years, to find her, she joined the largest pleasure house. Due to her extreme beauty and ruthless nature, she easily rose to become a top leader.

Ostensibly, she was the proprietress of the pleasure house, but secretly, she commanded countless informants, searching day after day, year after year, for the rabbit she had lost.

After many fruitless searches, hope gradually dimmed like a fading fire.

Her subordinates said there was no such person in the world and that such a person wouldn’t live that long.

Shi Zhihua, enraged, stubbornly told them to keep searching and not to attribute their incompetence to non-existence.

Her subordinates dared not reply, quietly withdrew, and continued the search.

Perhaps they secretly believed their boss had gone mad to persistently search for a person who couldn’t possibly exist.

But who would genuinely dare to bring it up?

No one dared to mention it in front of her. Everyone knew it was Shi Zhihua’s taboo, the kind that would instantly trigger her fury.

Shi Zhihua found her days in the path of mortals uninteresting and long, truly wondering about the meaning of this mortal life.

It was as if she was alone in a delusional world, and the only person who could prove her existence was lost. Her heart felt rootless, observing the worldly prosperity but finding it meaningless. Only by finding the old acquaintance who was with her at the start could she regain the meaning of life.

Shi Zhihua recalled the hardships she endured when she first came to the path of mortals. She didn’t feel bitter, but rather light and fleeting, like a fleeting cloud. Looking back, she didn’t feel much emotion.

When wealth, power, and influence—these external things—were easily obtainable, the path of mortals held little significance. Those things that ordinary people found incredibly difficult were nothing to Shi Zhihua.

Therefore, she was always bored and uninterested.

Her favorite thing to do was to watch the world’s magnificent scenery from her highest tower at dusk every day.

The mortal world was beautiful, but what did it have to do with her?

Shi Zhihua looked at the setting sun on the horizon, always feeling that at this time of day, she might still wait for her old acquaintance.

Perhaps her sincerity moved the heavens. This day, she saw a wondrous sight far away on the street.

She summoned her subordinate: “What’s the excitement over there?”

“You may not know, but the rainfall this year is uneven, so His Majesty has ordered the High Priestess to bestow blessings upon the common people, begging the heavens for a sweet rain,” the subordinate said. “We heard this is the High Priestess’s first time leaving the palace, so the procession is grand.”

Shi Zhihua was puzzled: “High Priestess?”

What is that?

What is she doing?

Can she summon wind and rain?

“During those years when His Majesty went to the traveling palace, the Imperial Advisor found a woman of immortal beauty on a rainy night in the common folk. The woman stood in the rain, but her body was completely dry, not a drop of cold rain touched her. The Imperial Advisor deemed this an auspicious sign and brought the woman before His Majesty. His Majesty was delighted and immediately conferred the title of High Priestess upon this woman.” The subordinate recounted the story to Shi Zhihua. “This divine High Priestess is also quite mysterious. It’s as if she is experiencing life as a human for the first time. She is ignorant of many things and has to be personally taught by the Imperial Advisor.”

Shi Zhihua leaned against the railing in thought, watching the High Priestess’s procession below.

The subordinate continued to chatter: “Do you think there are really gods in this world? This High Priestess is truly amazing. When she goes to the altar or temple to pray for blessings, abnormal phenomena descend from the heavens. There was even a flood in the south one year, and it was the High Priestess’s prayer that stopped the great waters.”

Shi Zhihua turned back: “That magical?”

What is this High Priestess’s background?

The subordinate’s words piqued her interest. She looked more patiently at the High Priestess in the sedan chair below. The sedan chair was entirely snowy white, with white silk curtains wafting with immortal aura. It was carried by sixteen people, an extreme display of grandeur.

Unfortunately, the High Priestess inside wore a veil, obscuring her face.

Shi Zhihua raised her hand to shield her eyes, rested for a moment, and then opened her eyes again. This time, her red pupils deepened considerably, and she could see much more clearly and distantly.

She saw that, although the High Priestess wore a veil, her eyes were very familiar.

Shi Zhihua: !!!

It looks like the rabbit I lost!

It’s her!

Shi Zhihua’s heart raced. She clutched her chest and said to her subordinate: “This High Priestess is the person I’ve been looking for.”

Subordinate: ???

Impossible, right?

Such a coincidence?

Shi Zhihua tried to stabilize her breathing, trying not to appear too flustered: “It’s her. I lost her one evening. It was raining heavily then. Perhaps she accidentally wandered into the Emperor’s traveling palace and encountered the current Imperial Advisor.”

The subordinate checked the dates with Shi Zhihua, and they surprisingly matched.

The subordinate said with a wince: “But the current High Priestess is completely protected by the Imperial Advisor. She rarely sees outsiders. We have no way to approach the High Priestess.”

Shi Zhihua patted his shoulder meaningfully: “The pleasure house is yours.”

Subordinate: ???

That casual?

“Are you leaving? Going far? Shall this subordinate accompany you?” the subordinate asked in disbelief. “Are you going to look for her? That’s impossible.”

Shi Zhihua left immediately, following the procession.

The subordinate was dumbfounded—From that height, did our boss just jump down? Without even batting an eye?

Boss is truly Boss, with remarkable skills.

Shi Zhihua followed the procession for a long time until she finally saw the High Priestess’s sedan chair stop.

It stopped right at the palace gates. The Imperial Advisor, also done with her palace duties, came out to find her. Upon seeing the white sedan chair, she walked over without a word.

Shi Zhihua, with her excellent hearing, heard the other party seemingly reprimanding her rabbit in a quite stern voice. She was immediately furious. What kind of thing is this Imperial Advisor, daring to be so aggressive?

She moved closer, hearing the entire conversation.

The Imperial Advisor, wearing a crimson court dress, strode towards the sedan chair and lifted the white curtain, saying to the person inside: “I told you to pray for rain, not to play until dark. If I hadn’t come to find you, would you have dragged this out indefinitely?”

The High Priestess inside had slightly red eyes: “I didn’t. I was waiting for you.”

The Imperial Advisor was so angry she laughed. She placed one hand on her waist, her heroic features tinged with assertiveness: “Why wait for me? I don’t pray for rain.”

The High Priestess talked back: “But if I took the initiative to start the rain, you would scold me again.”

Perhaps her talking back angered the Imperial Advisor. The current Imperial Advisor immediately let go of the white curtain in a bad mood, refusing to continue the conversation.

Shi Zhihua watched this scene from a distance, her heart burning with anger.

This rabbit is truly spineless, not only being manipulated like a puppet but also bullied like this by the other person, unable to even talk back.

After the Imperial Advisor got angry, the High Priestess quickly adopted the posture for praying for rain.

A crowd of common people gathered, each holding pots, bowls, and basins, ready to collect some rainwater to survive.

Shi Zhihua also waited for the rain.

She wanted to know why she had lost her magic while the rabbit could still cast spells.

She seriously observed the front, seeing Tong Siqing symbolically use some small items of Qi Men Dun Jia or similar things, and then large patches of dark clouds instantly drifted over the sky.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

She really has magic power?

Shi Zhihua looked up at the sky, quite frustrated. Suddenly, she saw an illusory Dharmakaya in the dark clouds.

It’s the immortal who protected the rabbit back then.

Shi Zhihua: “…”

She instantly understood. The rabbit was indeed undergoing tribulation in the path of mortals like herself, but the rabbit had the immortal as her backer, so she had nothing to worry about. Even for a trivial matter like praying for rain, the immortal would manifest his Dharmakaya and send down a sweet rain.

Shi Zhihua also realized that it seemed only she could see the immortal’s Dharmakaya. The other mortals couldn’t see it at all, thinking it was merely their High Priestess’s great power that summoned the heavy rain.

The rain instantly poured heavily.

The common people cheered and shouted blessings for the High Priestess, saying things like, the High Priestess was a living deity, saving people from suffering, and that His Majesty was blessed to have the divine woman assist him, ensuring the kingdom’s prosperity…

Shi Zhihua looked at the ignorant populace, speechless.

Then, she looked towards the rabbit she had brought into this world, realizing that not a single drop of rain touched the rabbit’s body. Her sleeves were dry and soft. Wherever she walked, the rain automatically parted around her, not letting a single drop of moisture touch her.

The Imperial Advisor, who had been angry earlier, finally showed Tong Siqing a kind face, thanks to the heavy rain.

The Imperial Advisor lifted the carriage curtain, stepped down on a servant’s back, and waved her hand, not allowing anyone to hold an umbrella for her, but instead raised her hand towards the High Priestess, telling her to come closer.

Shi Zhihua’s heart was filled with jealousy. She was very unhappy.

But there was nothing she could do, only watch from afar.

The High Priestess, the rabbit she had lost, obediently and submissively walked towards the Imperial Advisor, getting closer and closer, almost clinging to her.

The Imperial Advisor did not evade, directly opening her arms and allowing the High Priestess, who was untouched by moisture, to embrace her, thus sheltering herself from the rain.

She was clearly telling the world that this High Priestess listened to her every command. Even if the High Priestess possessed great power, she still had to use those abilities for the Imperial Advisor’s benefit.

Even if she could summon wind and rain, she still had to block the rain for her.

Shi Zhihua was so furious that her red pupils deepened, and she almost ground her teeth to dust.

Yet, her rabbit was so simple-minded, unable to see the subtle manipulation and unaware that she was being exploited.

“Are you weak? Hold tighter. I got wet just now,” the Imperial Advisor, although enjoying the other party’s deference, was still aggressive. “If you’re not useless, then you need to show your abilities to please me.”

Tong Siqing dared not resist, obediently holding tighter: “Okay.”

Shi Zhihua: !!!

Okay what, okay!

What are you afraid of? You have a backer covering for you. Why do you need to fear a mere mortal in the path of mortals?

Shi Zhihua could no longer tolerate this humiliation. Her gaze swept over the scene. She found a tree branch, skillfully used a burst of force, and swiftly threw it towards the air above the Imperial Advisor.

At the same time, Shi Zhihua whistled towards her rabbit.

She had played with the rabbit this way before. Every time she played this game with her, the rabbit would instinctively notice her.

Sure enough, this time, Tong Siqing also instinctively looked in her direction and even took a few steps.

The Imperial Advisor was standing directly under a tree. The dense leaves were struck by Shi Zhihua’s “hidden weapon,” and rain instantly poured down, soaking the ground. Coupled with Tong Siqing stepping away from the embrace, the Imperial Advisor was immediately drenched.

The Imperial Advisor was furious: “What are you doing?”

But this time, Tong Siqing did not heed her words. Instead, she curiously walked towards the direction where the whistle had come from.

The Imperial Advisor tugged at her sleeve: “Stop!”

Tong Siqing seemed possessed, completely oblivious to her words, still stubbornly searching for the person.

Imperial Advisor: “Did you hear me!”

Tong Siqing turned back, raised a finger: “Shh—be quiet.”

Support