1320 Pure Yang

ight Immortals table in the main hall, talking to Ms. Xue in the west wing bedroom through a screen.Ms. Xue leaned against the headboard, her hair falling loose. Although she looked frail and weak, sh...Before, Chongmo said they were going to open the channel.

As for why to open it and how to open it, I have no idea.

And I think Chong Mo has a sinister aura about him. He speaks and acts recklessly, and doesn't seem to value life.

"I don't think we have much to talk about. What did you do to me before Now you want to make deals" I frowned.

"You're right, that's exactly what I want to tell you—even though last time, this body lost an arm, I still got your blood."

"That bloodstained doll, what is it" I felt a chill run down my spine.

"That's the little bronze Buddha enshrined in Zhou Lao Yao's house, which I retrieved. It has your blood on it, considered a binding agreement." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"What kind of one-sided agreement is this I won't abide by it, and I don't believe in your superiors either." I scoffed.

"You can't believe it or not... If it weren't for the life and death reincarnation seal of Mingjun on you, you would have been asleep long ago. By the time you wake up, the seal will be complete, and it will be passed down through your bloodline." Chong Mo sneered.

Unresponsive

My eyelid twitched——Lin Yanhua and my disciple Shenyan, aren't they just asleep

“Our Shen family has two people who witnessed your magic. They are still unconscious now. Did you do something to them”

"I don't know," Chongmo said nonchalantly, raising his head. "Your master has more than just me under his command. I first saw you on Zhou Lao Yao. The things that happened before were done by another King."

I have a headache, how many Kings are there in total

"Mu Xiaqiao, I advise you not to struggle. Our goal is simply to open the passage. If we really wanted to kill you, do you think you could stop us"

Even now, if I wanted to kill you, your Imperial Majesty could turn my body into ashes, and it wouldn't affect me. I would simply lurk again and find another suitable vessel.

Therefore, you are not afraid of Jiang Qiyun at all, and Jiang Qiyun is too lazy to deal with you.

"Your methods are ruthless. If I help you and allow you to harm more people, I'd rather die myself...Who knows if you're good or evil." I said with a frown.

Chong Mo let out a hum and said, "Good I've never claimed to be good. As for evil... well, you'd have to ask your esteemed Emperor about that, wouldn't you Hehe..."

Jiang Qiyuns sleeves billowed as he stood in the room. He looked at Chong Mo with indifference, showing no significant hostility. It seemed that as long as Chong Mo didn't make a move, he wouldn't bother.

"Little Madam…" The little boy beckoned to me.

As I approached the shop's entrance, a young boy stood on the steps and whispered in my ear, "Don't be fooled by his appearance... The title 'Your Majesty' refers to a powerful figure within the demon realm, akin to a king ruling over one city or region. Though his cultivation and magical prowess may not surpass that of the Emperor, he is certainly no ordinary demon."

"Besides, monsters are fickle and suspicious, but demons, on the other hand, are incredibly arrogant. One could say they are stubborn, for once they make a pact, they'll honor it until death..."

"If he wants to talk business with you, you might as well agree first and see what they have in mind..."

Really I looked at the child dubiously, and the child nodded silently.

I looked at Jiang Qiyun, seeking his opinion with my gaze.

Jiang Qiyun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, indicating agreement.

Alright, since Jiang Qiyun wants to pry into my affairs, I'll try to keep him talking.

"If you need some trivial information, I can tell you—but on one condition," I said, frowning.

"You're still talking terms with me... You know the Little Buddha of your Blood Pact is in my hands now. I can make you a living imprint of ours any time. Do you understand"

I shrugged. "Then you can try and see if the Emperor agrees."

"Uh..." Chong Mo didn't expect that I wasn't afraid at all, and got caught off guard by me.

"My conditions are actually very simple. I don't care what you do in other realms, but in the human world, you can't harm any more lives."

"You're kidding, right" Chong Mo looked at me with bewilderment. "What business is it of yours, a mere mortal"

I shook my head. "There's only so much I can control, just what I can see...My uncle was killed by you people, but not by you, which is why I can talk to you; the little imp at my side was eaten by your beast, but Jiang Qiyun said that every action has its consequences, and I can set that aside for now...But if you harm any more lives, there will be no deal between us, not even a few words."

Chóngmò was slightly stunned, and chuckled, "I didn't expect you could speak so much. I thought you were just a meek little woman...Impossible I like this word."

"Alright then~ But I can only speak for myself, I can't control the other kings. If you tell me where that little Buddha is, I can also tell you the information you want to know."

"...First, swear to me that you will never harm another human being."

"Hmph, what use is a promise!" he roughly raised his hand: "Let's make an oath."

The little boy immediately dropped the large gourd on his back and smiled, “Come, this immortal child will borrow your gourd to press my blood seal. If you don't keep your promise, don't blame me for announcing throughout the Three Realms and Ten Directions that the Demon King is a man of no honor, who breaks promises and devours words.”

With a grunt, he pressed his bleeding finger against the gourd.

"Even though I cut my finger, I pressed it down and reminded him: 'Don't forget your promise. You can't harm any more human lives in the mortal world.'"

"...there has to be a deadline, right Just as long as you're useful to me!"

I nodded. "Sure."

"With a grim and sullen expression, Chong Mo asked in an icy tone, 'Now can you tell me Who took Xiaofo' "

"I answered honestly, “He claimed to be a Daoist named Zong, saying he came down the mountain by order of his master. He wouldn't even mention his sect.”

"A Taoist Are you sure you're a 'human'" Chong Mo didn't quite believe it.

"Absolutely true, I am also a cultivator. It's impossible for me to tell the difference between humans, ghosts, demons, and fairies."

Chong silently muttered to himself, "Impossible... how could I not sense Xiao Fo's whereabouts..."

He pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about, then turned and walked away.

"Hey hey hey, wait up!" I called after him.

"What are you doing!" He glared at me impatiently. "I promised I wouldn't harm anyone, in exchange for a single word from you, it's already settled."

“Could you please take a look at my friend I'm not sure if something was done to him by one of your companions, but he’s still unconscious.” I tried asking.

Chong Mo Xiexie let out a sinister grin: “Sure, you can help me find out about this Zong surname Daoist. What is his lineage and where is he now”

---What should I do ---

If Chong Mo were to take that little Buddha, and the Taoist with the surname Zong refused to come out, would Chong Mo kill him

Even if he doesn't make a move, the other kings are just as ruthless and cruel.

But Lin Yanhuan and Chen Yan have been unconscious for over a month now. What should we do if this continues

Chong Mo smiled wickedly and threw out a sentence: "Think it over before you say anything more."

I walked back into the room and looked at Jiang Qiyun for help.

Jiang Qiyun lowered his eyes and looked at me, his slender fingers hooking my hand and holding it in his palm.

All kinds of troubles, hesitation, distress and sorrow, indulgence in wine and sex, wealth and fame, anger and rage, greed and excessive desire... all these are demons. Demons test the mind, and the way to dispel them lies not in esoteric teachings, but in the true self.

"Uh I looked at Jiang Qiyun with some confusion."

He smirked and said, “I believe you, my little wife.”

I was already hesitant just now, wondering whether to find Master Zong and ask him to hand over the little Buddha in exchange for Lin Yanhuan and Chenyan's "life force".

But this clearly came at the expense of a stranger's safety.

Jiang Qiyun's words made me immediately dispel this thought.

"Well, I understand now…" I looked up and smiled, wanting to thank the Emperor for his enlightenment.

Before he could even speak, a car screeched to a halt outside his door at an alarming speed.

That piercing sound sent shivers down my spine. I turned around and saw Song Wei, in a flurry of motion, jump out of the driver's seat...fingers in front of me.Just don't ask.He acts this way, asks questions but doesn't answer. And I always have this suspicion—he seems to know something, but he never tells me.Immortal deities live long...