I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 310 - 142: Master and Disciple Rice Bowl? Chen Mo Flogs Daoist Venerable! (6K)_3
Since my master acted against Mr. Chen to preserve her cultivation, then I might as well sever my own immortality path, shouldn’t that ensure Mr. Chen’s safety?
The next moment, her movements froze mid-air, unable to move even a finger.
Ji Hongxiu’s expression was somewhat complex.
She never expected her disciple to go to such lengths for a man.
She raised her hand slightly, and Chen Mo’s figure floated in the air, like a marionette, drifting before her.
"So you’re the one who has enchanted Qingxuan to the point of oblivion? You do have a handsome appearance and acceptable strength, but unfortunately, you’re just a crude martial artist..."
"...Is Venerable Daoist planning to kill me?"
"Luring away my disciple, don’t you deserve death?"
"Before Venerable Daoist makes a move, could you allow me to introduce myself?"
"Oh?"
Looking at Chen Mo’s calm demeanor, Ji Hongxiu became slightly interested and lifted the restrictions on him.
In any case, Chen Mo cannot stir any waves; even with a Five Elements Escape Talisman, he can’t escape her grasp.
"I want to see what reason you have that could make me spare your life."
Clang—
Chen Mo took out a token from his bosom, tossed it on the table, and said lightly:
"Standing before you now is the favored minister of Consort Yu, the concubine of the Eastern Palace Empress, successor of the Qilin Pavilion Fire Department, the widely admired Heavenly Element Martial Champion..."
"Venerable Daoist is a great power of this era, capable of crushing me with a fingertip, but can you afford the cost of killing me?"
"If I die here today, tomorrow the Cangxuan Mountain will be awash with blood, heads will roll!"
Seeing the purple token engraved with a phoenix spreading its wings on the table, Ji Hongxiu’s eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke in a heavy voice, "Are you threatening me?"
Chen Mo nodded, "You can understand it that way, Venerable Daoist."
His exterior remained composed, but he was inwardly sweating cold.
At such a time, pleading was useless; only by making the other party cautious and realizing that killing him would be more detrimental than beneficial could he hope for a slim chance of survival.
However, Ji Hongxiu’s character was eccentric and unpredictable, so he wasn’t sure if this would provoke her...
"Oh, then I won’t kill you." Ji Hongxiu nodded.
?
Chen Mo was caught off guard.
He never expected the famous Tianshu Pavilion Daoist Venerable to be so straightforward.
Ji Hongxiu added, "For the record, I’m not afraid of Yu Youhan, I just don’t want to see Qingxuan sad."
Chen Mo: "..."
Isn’t this clearly a case of ’covering up what doesn’t need to be covered up’...
Ling Ningzhi also secretly shook her head; just now, Master didn’t say that.
"You’ve got something going on, dealing with both the Consort and the Empress."
Ji Hongxiu took a sip from the wine flask, her cheeks turning a rosy red, her enchanting eyes appraising Chen Mo, with a hint of a smile in her gaze.
With a wave of her hand, Chen Mo was flung through the air, landing on the bed.
Several strands of red silk coiled out, binding his limbs securely into the shape of the character "wood".
The more Chen Mo struggled, the tighter the silk became. He frowned, "Venerable Daoist, what does this mean?"
Ji Hongxiu smiled slyly, "I only said I wouldn’t kill you, I didn’t say I’d release you. Some things have to be seen with one’s own eyes."
"Qingxuan."
"Disciple is here."
"Take off his clothes."
"Ah?"
Ling Ningzhi was momentarily dazed, "This, isn’t this inappropriate?"
Ji Hongxiu glanced at her, snorting coldly, "When he was holding and groping you just now, why didn’t you find it inappropriate? Now you’re playing coy?"
"..."
Ling Ningzhi hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, whispering, "Forgive me, Mr. Chen."
Though she didn’t know what her master intended, it was better than taking Chen Mo’s life.
She undid his collar and removed the black robe.
"Continue, the underwear too."
"...Oh."
Ultimately, Chen Mo was left nearly bare, stripped down to a short undergarment.
Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks flushed, her gaze wandering, wanting to look but afraid to.
Ji Hongxiu took out several golden needles, inserting them sequentially into the Central Chest Point, Zhongwan, Spiritual Navel, and Guanyuan acupoints, murmuring as if chanting Daoist Formulas.
Then she inserted the final needle into the Tianshu Acupoint.
Boom—
A muffled sound echoed within Chen Mo’s body, as if his internal organs were all quivering.
A stream of purple energy was stirred, meandering out from the Qi Sea, like a roaming dragon across his body, emitting a formidable oppressive aura!
"It’s actually Dragon Qi?!"
Ji Hongxiu was taken aback.
She knew Chen Mo had great fortune but didn’t expect him to bear Dragon Qi!
"The purple star begins to shine, sword and frost worn together, bearing heaven’s mandate, destined to overturn heaven and earth... So he really is the chosen one!"
"The black cat’s guess wasn’t wrong; the upheaval in the four regions of Jiu Zhou does indeed revolve around him!"
Ji Hongxiu reached out to grasp the Dragon Qi, wanting to see it more clearly.
However, the Dragon Qi seemed to possess its own will, elusive and swift, ignoring Daoist skills, unaffected by Primordial Qi, and for a moment, eluding capture.
"Trying to flee?"
Ji Hongxiu’s eyes, as transparent as jade, foresaw the Dragon Qi’s trajectory, directly reaching into the undergarment...
And grabbed it!
?!
Chen Mo’s complexion changed drastically.
No, miss, where are you grabbing?!
"Hmph, little Dragon Qi, trying to escape my grasp?"
Ji Hongxiu tugged the undergarment down, drawing closer to scrutinize the purple energy.
At this moment, it was attached to the Ink Treasure, firmly held by Ji Hongxiu, its halo flowing as if tangible, radiating an aura of supreme majesty!
"To bear Dragon Qi with the flesh, just what is this boy’s origin?"
"Is this the Dragon Qi?"
Ling Ningzhi also leaned in, eyes filled with curiosity.
