I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 417 Daoist Master: Is this what it feels like to be immoral? My best friend, for a lifetime!

"Your dream was really strange..."

Chen Moqiang chuckled, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

Recalling what happened last night, he still felt a sense of unreality.

The situation was urgent; he needed to suppress the cost for the Daoist Master while avoiding being discovered by Ling Ningzhi. So, he simply unleashed his skills as a fried rice master, starting to toss the wok vigorously with both hands...

Fortunately, Ling Ningzhi was already in a daze and did not notice anything unusual.

As dawn broke, the karmic fire burning in Ji Hongxiu's spiritual altar temporarily subsided.

When she came to her senses, she found herself lying on top of her disciple, and at that moment she felt like dying.

But Chen Mo couldn't be blamed for this. It was all preordained. He could only grit his teeth, swallow the bitter pill, stagger to his feet, and leave the room with his disciple who had already fainted.

"Brother, don't worry, I will work hard in my cultivation."

Shen Zhixia's voice brought Chen Mo back to his senses.

Clutching the book "Dongxuanzi's Yin-Yang Secret Techniques," her expression was both shy and resolute. "Once I've mastered this technique, I can truly become my brother's woman..."

"I'm so damned good!"

Seeing Shen Zhixia's serious expression, Chen Mo felt even more guilty and cursed himself for being a bad person.

But things had developed to this point, completely out of his control; it could only be said that this "peach blossom curse" was truly outrageous...

He extended his finger and touched Shen Zhixia's brow. A flash of silver light appeared, and he said, "This is my understanding of this technique. You can use it as a reference. With your comprehension, I estimate that you will be able to fully master it in no time."

Shen Zhixia carefully considered it for a moment, then smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, it's much easier to understand this way. Thank you, brother, you're so good to me~"

"No, it's because you're too good to me." Chen Mo sighed and reached out to pull her into his arms.

Shen Zhixia rested her head against his chest, inhaling his comforting scent. After a moment's hesitation, she whispered:

"Actually, what I said last night wasn't serious. Even if something really happened between you and Master Qingxuan, it doesn't matter. No matter what place we're ranked in, as long as you have me in your heart, that's enough..."

"Zhi Xia..."

Chen Mo was speechless for a moment, but simply hugged her even tighter.

Throughout the entire process, Shen Zhixia always kept He Yuzhi's teachings firmly in mind.

Some men are like kites; you have to hold on tight to the string, or they'll be blown away by the wind. Others are like eagles; they're destined to soar in the sky, and forcibly keeping them by your side will only stifle their spirit.

Chen Mo clearly belongs to the latter category.

But letting it soar doesn't mean letting go completely; the most solid shackle in this world is actually dependence.

When you make a man feel at home, no matter how high or far he flies, he will eventually return to your side, though he might be followed by many other women...

Love is selfish. Unless you have a special fetish, no one is willing to share it with others. Shen Zhixia is no exception; she just chose to be tolerant.

In her view, these are the qualities that a good wife must possess.

dong dong dong-

Just then, there was a knock on the courtyard gate, and Chai Haochuan's voice came from outside:
"Chen Wukui, are you up? The sect leader invites you to Qionghua Hall for breakfast."

goo~
Upon hearing the words "breakfast," Shen Zhixia's stomach growled at just the right moment.

Chen Mo chuckled and said, "When someone talks to me, what do you agree to?"

Shen Zhixia blushed slightly, covered her lower abdomen, and said shyly, "I've only eaten a few pieces of osmanthus cake since yesterday morning, so I'm a little hungry."

Chen Mo gently ruffled her hair, his eyes filled with affection, and said, "Get ready first, then come with me."

"Mmm." Shen Zhixia nodded obediently.

Chen Mo raised his hand and cast a dust spell. A burst of light emerged, enveloping their entire bodies. All the filth disappeared, and in a short while, the two of them were completely refreshed.

After changing their clothes and getting dressed, they went out into the courtyard.

"Chen Wukui, Senior Sister Shen."

Chai Haochuan stood outside the door, bowing respectfully, showing no surprise at Shen Zhixia's appearance.

After things calmed down yesterday, he made a special trip to find out about Chen Mo's background. He was surprised to discover just how terrifying this man's record was.

When he was only at the sixth rank, he killed Qin Wuxiang, one of the Ten Great Heavenly Demons; at the fifth rank, he killed a fourth-rank great demon and also killed the Grand Elder of the Gu God Sect; then he broke through in battle, using his mortal body to fight against a Grandmaster and annihilated the Blood Demon who had plagued the Southern Border for many years...

Such examples are too numerous to mention; almost all of them involved crossing borders to kill the enemy!
So, it doesn't seem so strange that Master Zifeng was defeated by Chen Mo.

"He's only at the third rank now, yet he's already this strong. If he were to reach the peak of the Celestial Realm one day, I'm afraid that apart from those top-tier supreme beings, no one in the world would be able to stop him, right?"

"This can no longer be described as genius; he's an absolute prodigy. No wonder the sect leader is so eager to take him under his wing."

"Senior Sister Shen's fiancé is truly remarkable!"

Chai Haochuan looked at Chen Mo with eyes full of awe.

Martial arts practitioners have always relied on their fists to speak for themselves. Regardless of their stance, as long as they are strong enough, they can earn the respect they deserve.

Besides, Master Zifeng brought this upon himself; he has no one to blame but himself...

crunch--

The gate to the neighboring courtyard was pushed open.

Ji Hongxiu and Ling Ningzhi walked out one after the other.

Ling Ningzhi was still wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, with a cross-collar and right-fastening, looking meticulous, while the Taoist Master had changed into a plain-colored Taoist robe with intricate cloud patterns embroidered on the hem, looking aloof and otherworldly.

Standing together at this moment, they are like two snow lotuses blooming on the summit of Tianshan Mountain, beautiful to behold but not to be touched.

"Senior Daoist Master, Daoist Qingxuan, you're up too? How did you sleep last night?" Shen Zhixia greeted them with a smile and a wave.

"It's alright..."

The two, who had been violated all night, couldn't help but feel a little guilty now that they had met the real person.

One stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, while the other looked down at the ground, neither daring to meet her gaze.

Ling Ningzhi was alright; she didn't know that the woman who joined midway was actually her master, and that she had previously duo-queued with Shen Zhixia, though not in such an explicit way.

Ji Hongxiu, however, is different.

She had always been a strict teacher in front of Ling Ningzhi, but Chen Mo had messed with her and completely crossed the moral bottom line of being a teacher!

What she found even harder to accept was—

Surprisingly, I didn't feel that much disgust for this feeling deep down. Besides guilt, there was even a faint hint of excitement and anticipation.
"I have already severed my three corpses, so I shouldn't have such thoughts..."

"what is going on?"

Ji Hongxiu was completely baffled.

But one thing is certain: at this point, there's no going back.

"Zhixia, I came uninvited yesterday, are you really not angry?" Ling Ningzhi asked cautiously. Shen Zhixia looked puzzled and said, "Why would I be angry? I was actually very happy that you came this time, after all, we're best friends for life!"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so generous, and Ling Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief, nodding vigorously and saying, "That's right, good friends, for life!"

"..."

Seeing the two chatting across servers, Chen Mo's lips twitched slightly, and he said, "It's getting late, Sect Master Huo is still waiting, let's go over there first."

"Ah."

"it is good."

They nodded in agreement and followed Chai Haochuan toward Qionghua Palace.

Along the way, the disciples of Martial Saint Mountain who encountered Chen Mo all cast curious glances at him. The news of Qiyun Peak had already spread throughout the sect, and they were all full of curiosity about this young man who had defeated Peak Master Zi.

After entering the main hall and passing through the connecting corridor, we arrived at the dining hall.

Inside the hall, there was a round table laden with jade platters of delicacies, steaming hot.

Several figures sat around the table, including Huo Wuyai and his son Zi Wenzhong, as well as a man and a woman.

The man was tall and strong with a rugged face. Although his hair and beard were a little gray, he did not look old at all and looked to be in his prime.

The woman was the youngest among them, dressed in a light blue martial arts robe, with fair skin, a well-proportioned figure, and a heroic air about her.

Upon seeing them enter, they all stood up. Except for Huo Wuyai, the others bowed respectfully to Ji Hongxiu.

"This junior greets Your Excellency, the Daoist Master!"

This is the head of the Tian Shu Pavilion, one of the strongest experts who dominate the Nine Provinces!

In terms of age, Ji Hongxiu may be younger than them, but in terms of seniority and strength, there are few people in the world who can compare with her!

Ji Hongxiu nodded slightly and said calmly, "You are all too polite."

Everyone then stood up.

"Cough cough."

Huo Wuyai cleared his throat and said, "It's rare for Daoist Master and his disciples and young friend Chen Mo to come all this way. Yesterday was too rushed, and I was unable to properly entertain them. This morning, I've prepared some wine and dishes as a way to welcome them back."

"This junior is flattered." Chen Mo cupped his hands and said, "I did not send a formal invitation beforehand, and I hope the sect leader will not take offense at my abrupt visit."

“You are Zhixia’s fiancé, so you are half a son-in-law of my Wusheng Mountain. We are all on the same side, so there’s no need to be so polite.” Huo Wuyai waved his hand and then introduced, “You know Zi Wenzhong. These two are Tan Han, the peak master of Lieqiong Peak, and Jiang Zhiyun, the peak master of Luoxing Peak. They are both first-grade martial arts masters.”

"Greetings, seniors." Chen Mo nodded in greeting.

"I was out on business yesterday and wasn't at the sect, so I missed a good show."

"You're the first person to beat Old Man Zi like this. You're truly a young hero!"

Tan Han smiled and seemed quite pleased to see Zi Wenzhong suffer a setback.

Jiang Zhiyun didn't speak, but looked at Chen Mo with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone took their seats in turn. Huo Wuyai and Ji Hongxiu sat at the head of the table, while Chen Mo and Ling Ningzhi sat on either side of them.

"Please make yourselves at home, there's no need to be so formal," Huo Wuyai said. "These are all exotic beasts raised in the mountains; I wonder if they suit your tastes."

Shen Zhixia stood close to Chen Mo, gazing at the steaming dishes, and couldn't help but swallow.

Normally, her master keeps a close watch on her, and she's not allowed to touch these spirit beasts at all. Now that she finally has a chance, her eyes are practically glowing with greed.

But since there were still a few elders present, they had to restrain themselves somewhat, only picking up the dishes placed in front of them and chewing slowly and deliberately, their eating manners were very refined.

Seeing this, Chen Mo quietly placed two chicken legs in her bowl.

At this moment, Zi Wenzhong approached Chen Mo with a wine cup, looking slightly embarrassed, and said, "What happened yesterday was indeed ill-considered on my part. I apologize to Lord Chen here, and hope that you will not take offense..."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Given Zi Wenzhong's temperament, he would never easily back down; he was most likely forced into it by Huo Wuyai.

Although Chen Mo didn't have a good impression of this person, he hadn't suffered any losses, and the other party had paid the price they deserved. Being too calculating would only make him seem petty.

He raised his wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "Peak Master Zi, you flatter me. As the saying goes, no fight, no friendship. Besides, my relationship with your son is not as bad as you think."

Zi Wenzhong only learned last night that back in the capital, Chen Mo was willing to break ties with the Prince Yu's Mansion to stand up for his sect's disciples, which was fundamentally different from those henchmen of the imperial court.

After all, how bad can someone be if they can say something like "The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people"?
Upon hearing this, his old face flushed, and he said in a low voice, "It was my narrow-mindedness. Lord Chen, rest assured, this will never happen again."

Huo Wuyai glanced at Ji Hongxiu and, seeing that her expression was normal, said, "Alright, well, what a case of becoming friends after a fight. Wen Zhong is impulsive and straightforward, but he definitely doesn't have any bad intentions... It's good that young friend Chen is safe and sound, otherwise I wouldn't know where to put my old face."

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Sect Master, you don't need to worry about it."

After the two talked things out, the atmosphere eased a bit.

Huo Wuyai toyed with the porcelain cup in his hand and asked, "I see that you cultivate both Dao and martial arts, and your foundation is quite profound. May I ask who your master is?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "Strictly speaking, I haven't taken on a master yet."

The cultivation techniques he mastered were quite diverse, but apart from the earliest version of "Hun Yuan Body Forging Technique" which was taught by He Yuzhi, the others were either system rewards or gifts from the Empress. He also leveled up entirely by adding points, and he had no real master to guide his cultivation.

As for Daozun and Qi Chengze, they did indeed pass on their teachings to him, but they could only be considered his unofficial disciples, not his formal disciples.

"No master?"

Huo Wuyai was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

Who would have thought that such a top-tier genius was actually a rogue cultivator?!

In other words, if he were to take him under his wing, wouldn't he become his only teacher?
This is a golden opportunity! We absolutely cannot let them get away!

He tried to suppress his excitement and didn't reveal his true feelings directly. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Since you're here, why don't you stay a few more days? Zhiyun, take Chen Xiaoyou to the Sword Inquiry Pool later and let him experience the 'scenery' of Martial Saint Mountain."

"Sword-Asking Pool?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiyun raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

He immediately understood Huo Wuyai's thoughts, nodded in agreement, and said nothing more.

"By the way, Sect Master Huo seems to know a lot about the Qingzhou Secret Realm?" Chen Mo asked casually.

Huo Wuyai stroked his beard and said, "Young friend, you have been to the Cangyun Mountain Secret Realm before, so you should know the rules of how the secret realm operates... Apart from the cave dwellings refined by powerful cultivators, most other secret realms are unclaimed lands, drifting in the chaos, and will only open when they overlap with this world."

“That’s right.” Chen Mo nodded.

Huo Wuyai continued, "Judging from the aura revealed from the direction of Qingzhou this time, it is very similar to a certain secret realm recorded in the sect chronicle, and it is very likely that it was opened hundreds of years ago."

He took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Mo, saying, "Young friend, you'll understand as soon as you see it."

Chen Mo reached out and took it, his mind immersing himself in it. Several lines of text appeared in his mind, and his eyes flashed.

"The secrets of creation?"

(End of this chapter)