“Junior Sister, how are you feeling? Are you hurt?” After Jiang Yin saved Tang Muxi, she immediately started checking her all over, lifting her clothes and rolling up her sleeves.
If it weren’t for the anxious and worried look on her face, one might think she was some kind of lecher.
This was all happening in front of Wen Fei and the Illusion God, making Tang Muxi blush with embarrassment and annoyance.
She quickly held Jiang Yin’s hand, “Senior Sister, everyone is watching! I’m fine!” Jiang Yin pursed her lips, reluctantly letting go, but her expression remained unchanged, a bit exasperated, “Fine? I just heard the words ‘blood thread.’ Could it be that person used some trick? If there’s even a slight injury, I’ll make sure she pays dearly!” Saying this, she turned her head to glare at Zhou Qin, who was already a prisoner, her whole body exuding a murderous aura, as if she wanted to kill her on the spot.
Even if it was just a slip of the tongue, it truly angered this ruthless former demon lord.
Tang Muxi was afraid she might actually do something, so she quickly pulled her back, “I’m really fine, if you don’t believe me, Senior Sister, take a look.” As she spoke, she guided Jiang Yin’s power into her body, deliberately avoiding the topic of the blood thread.
Jiang Yin sensed through her demonic energy that Tang Muxi’s meridians were intact, her blood still full of vitality, and finally relaxed a bit.
She glanced at her but didn’t say anything, then turned to Zhou Qin, stepping on her finger bones with a slight force, causing the slender bones to snap.
Zhou Qin immediately broke out in a cold sweat, gasping, but she gritted her teeth and didn’t make a sound.
For mortals, a broken bone requires months of recovery, and if not treated properly, it could leave a permanent injury.
But cultivators have much stronger recovery abilities, and a broken finger bone can heal completely in at most ten days.
Zhou Qin sneered, ready to endure more torture, “Do whatever you want.”
However, after she spoke, there was no further action from the other side.
“I heard that during the princess’s birthday, the main concubine gifted her a heavenly-grade artifact called the Floating Dust Umbrella.
It’s powerful enough to confuse a thousand minds.
Recently, the Seven Mysteries have been on high alert because the ‘princess’ held here escaped.” Jiang Yin took the umbrella with its colorful patterns from the Illusion God, glanced at it a few times, and threw it to the ground.
The umbrella had been damaged by the Illusion God’s attack, with a piece of the fabric torn.
But even so, it didn’t diminish the artifact’s power.
“If I’m not mistaken, you are the princess of the Seven Mysteries, Zhou Qin.” Jiang Yin looked down at her, her eyes like torches, piercing through everything like heavenly fire.
As soon as she said this, everyone present was shocked.
“She’s the princess?” Tang Muxi stammered, remembering how her Senior Sister had just broken one of her bones, feeling a bit scared, she whispered in Jiang Yin’s ear, “Senior Sister, won’t she take revenge on us?” After all, this was within the Nine Fiends Hall, and a princess of such high status wouldn’t easily accept being humiliated.
This wasn’t said through sound transmission, and since everyone present was a cultivator, even though the volume was low, they all heard it clearly.
Jiang Yin’s mouth twitched, raising her hand like a knife, lightly tapping Tang Muxi, “Junior Sister, you’re truly adorable, always thinking differently from others.”
“But… don’t worry, this princess is probably not favored, being imprisoned here by her own mother.” Jiang Yin sneered, her tone full of mockery.
Zhou Qin didn’t deliberately hide her identity, and hearing the other’s insult, she remained unfazed.
After all, what the other said wasn’t false, so there was no need to refute.
Instead, Wen Fei was a bit surprised, slowly releasing her grip on the other.
“I didn’t recognize her.”
Years ago, she had some interactions with the Nine Fiends Hall, and at that time, the hall master’s son was still young, and she had met him once.
Time flew by, and she hadn’t expected the child to have grown up so beautifully.
Zhou Qin didn’t recognize Wen Fei, but seeing her frown and look over, her eyes gentle and clear, as if seeing through her muddy self, she instinctively raised her hand to cover her eyes.
But the action was a step too slow, and with her cultivation sealed, the disguise on her eyes was quickly seen through.
Wen Fei saw the purple light flashing in her pupils and was slightly taken aback, “What’s with your eyes?” Zhou Qin hated these eyes the most, feeling inferior and sensitive.
Now hearing her suddenly ask, her proud demeanor completely dissipated, she quickly closed her eyes, lowering her head in shame and anger, “If you want to take my life, just do it, why bother humiliating me!”
Wen Fei paused, instinctively wanting to explain, but before she could speak, Jiang Yin interrupted.
“The matter of the demon eyes is indeed true.” Her tone was playful, with a hint of teasing.
Zhou Qin’s left hand clenched, her fingers digging into the cold soil.
In the winter, the ground was hard, piercing painfully, but she seemed not to notice.
“Senior Sister, what are demon eyes?” Tang Muxi asked out of curiosity, without any malice.
“When the princess was young and building her foundation to enter the path of cultivation, she once went into a state of madness.
After waking up, her eyes turned purple, glowing with demonic light.
It’s rumored that it’s the result of demonic energy invading her meridians, hence the nickname demon eyes, but whether it’s true or not is unknown.”
In her previous life, Jiang Yin, as the demon lord, had launched a massive attack on the spiritual cultivation world.
The Nine Fiends Hall, being a top sect among spiritual cultivators and holding the divine Nine Fiends Sword, was naturally her biggest obstacle.
Jiang Yin remembered that at that time, the Nine Fiends Hall was in chaos, with both the hall master and the main concubine perishing, and the princess and the divine weapon disappearing, leaving others to take over the court.
But that person was too weak to stop her from reaching the peak.
Later, Jiang Yin led the demon clan to capture several cities, holding vast lands of spiritual cultivators.
But this unstoppable offensive suddenly halted when she killed Tang Muxi…
Jiang Yin’s thoughts were chaotic, somewhat absent-minded.
Tang Muxi, however, was suspicious.
This body had no spiritual roots and could absorb any spiritual energy or demonic breath, making her very sensitive to the subtle differences between various powers.
She had been in contact with Zhou Qin for half a day and had even touched her blood, but apart from the pure spiritual power, she hadn’t felt any other force.
If someone said there was demonic energy left in her body, she wouldn’t believe it.
So what exactly were these purple eyes?
For some reason, she was very concerned, as if she had encountered them before.
The Illusion God, listening for a long time, couldn’t help but ask, “What should we do with the princess?”
One sentence brought everyone back to reality.
If it were someone else who did this, it would be solved with a single word: kill.
But since it was the princess, it was a bit tricky.
The hall master loved the princess, and although he was now out of power and missing, he was still the nominal ruler of the Nine Fiends Hall, unmatched in strength.
Jiang Yin frowned, “Why not hand her over to Feng Yuan?”
Coincidentally, Feng Yuan had been looking for the princess recently, and since he had been taking care of them lately, it might be a good gesture to send her to him.
This was the easiest solution for them, but for Zhou Qin, it was the worst outcome.
Returning to the Imperial Hall, having the Floating Dust Umbrella confiscated, she might never escape for the rest of her life.
No! Even if it meant death!
She was about to resist when she heard Tang Muxi object.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea.
Feng Yuan is easy to talk to, but he has the city lord behind him.
I only saw that person from behind once, and I could tell they were quite troublesome.
If we provoke them, it might backfire.”
Moreover, today, Senior Sister used her power, revealing demonic breath in front of Zhou Qin, who might turn against them.
Jiang Yin understood the underlying meaning of her junior sister’s words but didn’t care.
Feng Yuan was at the late stage of the Transformation God, and she wasn’t afraid of him, let alone this princess who was only at the Nascent Soul stage.
At worst, I can just remove the spiritual threads and alter the memory.
Tang Muxi thought for a moment, then leaned forward and asked, “I heard you say earlier that entering Panlong City requires a Guiyi Order and a Dust Umbrella.
Is that true?”
Zhou Qin vaguely guessed her intention but wasn’t sure, so she just said, “What if it’s true, and what if it’s false?”
Tang Muxi pursed her lips, thinking this person really deserved a beating: “We came to Qixuan intending to explore Panlong, but due to the city-sealing formation, we could only linger around the surrounding cities.
If what you say is true, then we just need to get the Guiyi Order to enter the capital smoothly.
Since you’re a princess, you must know the whereabouts of the Guiyi Order, right?”
Although she was ostensibly talking about the method to enter the royal city, she was actually extending an invitation.
Zhou Qin looked up in disbelief, seeing the clear and earnest eyes of this person, swallowing all the sarcastic words, and said involuntarily, “The Guiyi Order is in the hands of the city lord.
If you protect me, it means… being an enemy of the Nine Fiends Hall.”
Now she and her father had long lost power, and the entire court was in her mother’s hands.
She didn’t believe anyone would be so foolish as to take risks for her.
Just a moment ago, she had been ready to take this person’s life without hesitation.
Flowery words are no match for actual actions.
“You are quite strange.
Isn’t the Nine Fiends Hall the domain of the hall master? If I save his daughter and thwart the main concubine’s conspiracy with the Ghost Domain, wouldn’t that be a favor to him? How does that make an enemy? If I’m not mistaken, you captured me for the sake of the capital, right? So why not act together?”
Tang Muxi spoke with conviction, without hesitation.
Zhou Qin, however, couldn’t quite understand.
In the cultivation world, deceit and betrayal were rampant, with many fighting tooth and nail for a bit of resources.
Not to mention life-threatening situations, even unrelated strangers had to be constantly on guard.
As a princess, Zhou Qin had been immersed in the political arena for years, witnessing too many sordid affairs, and was eventually forced to become someone who would stop at nothing.
But now, hearing Tang Muxi’s words, she suddenly realized she had other choices.
After struggling for a while, she finally lowered her head: “If you are willing to let bygones be bygones and lend a helping hand… I would be immensely grateful.”
Her strength alone was ultimately limited, and she might not even be able to save her father.
But if someone was willing to help, perhaps more could be achieved.
Great kindness needs no thanks, but now, in her fallen state, all she could offer was this thin and powerless gratitude.
Tang Muxi was overjoyed, “Then it’s decided…”
However, before she could finish speaking, her head was lightly tapped.
“Junior Sister is quite bold, daring to make decisions on behalf of Senior Sister,” Jiang Yin said with a half-smile, “Doesn’t Master also find it inappropriate?”
Wen Fei paused, not expecting this person to drag him into the mischief: “I actually think it’s fine.”
Jiang Yin seemed to ignore this comment, smiling, “See, Master also finds it inappropriate, just too proud to point it out.”
Wen Fei’s mouth twitched, not understanding the point of asking his opinion, so he simply remained silent.
Tang Muxi’s body stiffened, alarm bells ringing in her mind.
She knew the big villain was about to stir up trouble again.
