I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 615 - 235: Red Silk Double Kill! Yu Youhan: This time, I won’t be the victim!_2

He Yuzhi noticed the situation and didn’t pursue further questions.

The realm of the Daoist Venerable was something she found hard to grasp. In the eyes of such a supreme being, every plant and tree might carry infinite Daoist Charm. Perhaps there was some special quality sensed from Chen Mo.

"As long as the two of them aren’t in that kind of relationship, it’s fine..."

Chen Mo was a court official, and too deep an involvement with the sect wasn’t a good thing.

Furthermore, Yu Youhan clearly didn’t get along with the Daoist Venerable; if he unintentionally upset the Empress, that would be bad.

Ling Ningzhi said, "Madam, rest assured. Although Master’s personality is somewhat unconstrained, he has his limits and generally doesn’t act recklessly..."

Before she finished speaking, the void fluctuated, followed by the hall doors trembling violently.

The magic seemed to have failed, and vague conversation was heard from inside the room, with a rather odd tone.

The three approached, pressing their ears to the crack in the door, listening attentively.

"Ji Hongxiu, you’re pressing so hard I can’t breathe! No, I must be on top!"

"How dare you say that? You said we’d cultivate for an hour, and now it’s not even over yet. Suddenly, you tied me with a rope; what do you mean by this?"

"Are you clueless? I said cultivation, not Dual Cultivation!"

"Chen Mo, could you move faster? Wait a minute... Where are your hands going!"

"Ha, petty! Chen Mo, go ahead, feel free to touch me."

"Ji Hongxiu, you shameless!"

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The three exchanged wide-eyed glances, their expressions frozen on their faces.

He Yuzhi’s mouth twitched slightly, "Qingxuan, is this what you meant by not acting recklessly? But this seems far from ordinary recklessness..."

"..."

Ling Ningzhi’s face reddened, cheeks blazing as if on fire.

What on earth was Master doing?

Even Consort Yu got involved, how absurd!

She wanted to rush in to see for herself but lacked the courage, so she lowered her delicate head, silently standing outside the door...

Chen Zhuo was silent, turned around with hands behind his back, and walked away.

"My husband..."

He Yuzhi, understanding Chen Zhuo’s temperament, was about to catch up to offer comforting words, but saw him standing in the courtyard, looking up at the sky and sighing:

"Indeed, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!"

"..."

...

...

The situation inside the hall was tense.

Chen Mo looked at the two bound Ultimate Venerables before him, unsure of what to do for a moment.

After being wrapped in red ribbons, Ji Hongxiu’s cultivation seemed suppressed, the peach tree’s shadow gone, and Chen Mo regained his mobility.

Yet Ji Hongxiu’s condition didn’t improve at all; instead, his gaze grew hotter, with a peculiar sense reminiscent of an obsessed woman.

"Mm~"

"I’m so uncomfortable being bound, could you help untie me? Then you can do whatever you want with me~"

Ji Hongxiu licked his lips, his eyes shimmering with waves of light.

Yu Youhan frowned, "Ji Hongxiu, can you have some dignity? How can you, as a sect leader, act like this? I ought to give you a mirror to see what kind of state you’re in!"

Confronted by Yu Youhan’s taunt, Ji Hongxiu took pride instead of feeling shame, neck raised, saying, "I’m essentially a vessel for the Three Corpses; greed, obsession, and lust are my true nature. Having finally freed from Ji Baixiu’s pretense, of course, I’d do things I love."

Indeed, she had a clear self-awareness.

But it’s not just because of Ji Baixiu’s restraint; the crucial reason is—

The person facing her is Chen Mo.

He possesses both tribulation and Dragon Qi, both calamity and cure.

He even triggers the Peach Tree Dharma, causing dead wood to bloom and Yin Yang to reverse, making even the firm Dao Heart that can defeat Three Disasters, vulnerable.

Besides destiny, Ji Hongxiu couldn’t think of other explanations.

Practicing Karma Path, she deeply believed in fate; since she had recognized the "fruit," pursuing it by any means was normal.

Plus, now influenced by the Three Corpses, her obsession and passion had peaked.

"Hurry up, help me..."

Ji Hongxiu’s eyes glistened, body rubbing uneasily.

Yu Youhan bit her lip, cheeks slightly reddening imperceptibly.

At that moment, the two were face to face, their similar builds making Ji Hongxiu’s every motion distinctly perceivable to Yu Youhan, intensifying that odd sensation...

"Why are you rubbing? Can’t you feel the rope getting tighter?"

"If I am willing, what business is it of yours?"

"..."

Yu Youhan’s eyebrow twitched, but for the moment, she had no way to handle her.

She barely restrained her anger and looked up at Chen Mo, saying, "Untie the rope first."

"Yes."

Chen Mo snapped back to reality, quickly stepped forward, and began carefully searching along the red silk.

This time, luck was on his side. He soon found the knot and didn’t have to resort to burning it... But the problem was, the knot’s position was a bit awkward, right in between the two...

Faced with the two tightly pressed together, he really didn’t know how to start.

"Why aren’t you moving yet?" Yu Youhan asked.

Chen Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth, "It seems a bit inconvenient..."

If it was just the Empress, he wouldn’t be so hesitant, but after all, there was also a Daoist Venerable present... When Ji Baixiu "comes online," wouldn’t he be skinned alive?

Yu Youhan followed his gaze downward, her expression momentarily stiff, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Indeed, not very convenient...

But seeing Ji Hongxiu, already disoriented and starting to nuzzle against her, she turned her head aside, suppressing her embarrassment and said, "Don’t hesitate, the situation is special now, we can’t be concerned about so much."

"At your command."

Chen Mo’s throat moved, calming his breath, and slowly reached his hand down—

"Mmm..."

Yu Youhan let out a muffled groan, a blush spreading from her cheeks, gradually creeping up her neck and collarbone, her verdant eyes brimming with moisture.

"Move, move faster..."

"Got it."

Chen Mo focused his attention, striving to suppress his restless thoughts.

Due to his view being completely blocked, he could only unbind blindly. As his hands moved, Yu Youhan’s body trembled more and more, while Ji Hongxiu had already fallen into a trance, letting out indistinct whimpers.

"Darn woman, stay away from me..."

"Wuuu..."

Ji Hongxiu clung to Yu Youhan like a koala, refusing to let go no matter what.

Yu Youhan grit her teeth, filled with a mix of embarrassment and anger.

She intended to prevent Ji Hongxiu from fooling around with Chen Mo, but she didn’t mean for Ji Hongxiu to fool around with herself!

"Empress, please endure a little longer, it’s almost undone..."

Chen Mo, covered in sweat, could not care about anything else, gripped the knot with both hands, and pulled hard—

"Mmm!!"

At the moment the red silk burst apart, Ji Hongxiu’s swan-like neck lifted high, tightly holding onto Yu Youhan.

Yu Youhan clung to Chen Mo’s arm, biting into his forearm to stop herself from making any sound.

...

...

A quarter of an hour later, the two finally came to their senses.

Wide-eyed, they stared at each other in silence for a moment, then simultaneously pushed each other away, faces filled with disdain, as well as a touch of embarrassment and awkwardness.

Ji Hongxiu stood up and straightened her Daoist robe.

Though her cheeks were still flushed, the bewitching allure from before was no longer there, making her appear as untouchable as the distant moon.

"Yu Youhan, what on earth were you doing, and what was that red silk?" Ji Hongxiu asked coldly, her expression somewhat grave.

After being wrapped in that red silk, her entire Dao Power was completely sealed off, almost falling to the level of a mere mortal!

She had never seen such a Magical Treasure, one that could suppress the cultivation of an Ultimate Venerable?!

However, Ji Hongxiu pondered for a moment and realized something was off—

If Yu Youhan truly controlled such an item, who in the world could possibly be her match? Why would she still need help dealing with the Demon Lord?

This could only mean one thing, that Yu Youhan could not control this object either!

"But even so, this thing can be considered terrifying!"

"No matter how strong one’s cultivation is, as long as they’re entangled, they’re left at the mercy of others, it’s as if it was tailor-made to deal with the strongest..."

Having become wary, Ji Hongxiu’s fingers pinched a spell in her sleeve, ready to traverse the void and escape at any moment.

Yu Youhan narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a clear tone, "Before you ask questions, explain what just happened. How did you suddenly get all agitated when I told you to cultivate?"

"..."

Ji Hongxiu... to be precise, it should be Ji Baixiu, gently bit her lip, sneaking a peek at Chen Mo.

Not sure if it was a delusion...

In her eyes, Chen Mo didn’t seem to hold the same disgust as before; he appeared a bit shy, and there was a hint of emotion she couldn’t quite decipher.