Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 148 The Joy of Fire

Yan Lingji felt as if she were already dead, but did the ghost realm also have sunlight?

When the hood was removed, Yan Lingji instinctively covered her eyes. Her slender fingers were pressed together without any gap, but the bright sunlight still shone through the back of her hands, allowing her eyes to feel its presence.

"It's you?" After her eyes adjusted to the sunlight, Yan Lingji released her hand, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

"What exactly do you want to do?" At this moment, Yan Lingji realized that Yang Che must have been behind her being able to stand here. But when she found the answer to one question, another question arose.

Yang Che was the one who captured her, so why did he still save her? If he wanted to save her, why did he go to all that trouble to send her to the execution ground?

Despite how elegant Yan Lingji appeared on the execution ground, deep down she was terrified.

No one can face death without fear.

"Give Xinzheng an explanation." Yang Che scrutinized Yan Lingji. He had to admit that among the women he had encountered, Zhao Ji, Zi Nu, and Chao Nu Yao each had their own charm, but in terms of coquettishness alone, Yan Lingji was unparalleled.

Her eyes, clear yet tinged with a hint of naiveté, possess a unique blend of ruthlessness and gentleness; the ultimate combination of fire and water gives her an extraordinary charm.

Of course, that's all. Yang Che has lived in this world for nearly twenty years. His memories of his past life and his experiences in this life have long been integrated. In terms of mentality, he has unconsciously been assimilated by some of the rules of this world.

While it didn't make him as aloof and arrogant as the nobles of this world, treating ordinary people like dirt, it did give him enough confidence and made him somewhat more alluring to women.

Yan Lingji is good, but she is ultimately just a Baiyue assassin, and her strength is not that great. Yang Che may be nervous when facing Zhao Ji, and cautious when facing Chao Nu Yao, but he has enough means to control Yan Lingji.

"Is this what you told Xinzheng? A substitution? Hmm—" Yan Lingji refused to lose face, even though she was now at the mercy of others. She was unwilling to lose her momentum. She had already experienced death, so what else was there to fear?

However, her valiant charge lasted only a moment, the next instant turning into terror: "You can't be—"

Why would Yang Che go to such great lengths, acting as a subject of the King of Han, even going so far as to deceive the King of Han? What could his purpose be?

What could possibly be about her that would make a powerful Korean official like Yang Che covet her? It seems there was only one thing: herself.

From the age of fourteen, Yan Lingji knew that her beauty was a talent no less than her fire-controlling ability, and she knew how alluring her appearance was to men.

Otherwise, she would have died three years ago instead of being imprisoned.

Could this be the same thing again? — Yan Lingji felt ashamed and indignant at this thought, but her eyes unconsciously drifted towards Yang Che.

Yang Che was dressed in black and purple robes. His once delicate appearance had gradually transformed into an air of nobility with age. The enhancement of the demonic sect's techniques had made his physique nearly perfect, and his spirit had also undergone a transformation, giving his aura a unique charm.

If—it seems not impossible. Almost instantly, an absurd thought popped into Yan Lingji's mind, startling her so much that she quickly stopped the terrible idea.

Although Yang Che was indeed good-looking and a good match for her, and the two were of similar age, Yan Lingji absolutely refused to allow herself to be manipulated by a man like those incompetent women, even if that man was Yang Che.

What she seeks is to truly live, not to become some kind of ornament or decoration.

"Impossible! I advise you to give up your filthy thoughts. I'd rather die than let myself become a plaything," Yan Lingji said sternly, trying to maintain her last shred of dignity.

"To avoid becoming a plaything, one might even become a tool for murder?" Yang Che asked.

With his current spiritual cultivation, although he has not yet reached the point of being able to read minds, as the Heavenly One Heart Method has been completely integrated with the Heaven-Mending Path and Flower Wandering, he has already attained a realm that can be described as profound.

Because of the unique nature of the martial arts recorded in the Heavenly Demon Strategy, Yang Che's spiritual cultivation at this time, although not comparable to that of a grandmaster, is already no weaker than that of a member of the royal family in some aspects. In terms of perception, he has the ability to be close to that of a grandmaster, even though he is not one.

After all, the Undying Seal Technique, although a martial art, is also an illusion technique, and illusion techniques are all about cultivating the mind.

Therefore, Yang Che was able to clearly perceive Yan Lingji's emotional fluctuations, and even read some special information from them.

"You—" Yan Lingji's struggle came to an abrupt halt. In order not to become a plaything or a tool, this was one of her deepest secrets. How could Yang Che know this?

"If I wanted to make you my plaything, I could have done it the first time I saw you. Why bother going through all this trouble now?" Yang Che said.

Yang Che's words were not unfounded. If his only goal was to obtain Yan Ling Ji and keep her as a plaything at home, he could have done so when the Nanyang Commandant sent her over.

For Yang Che, no matter how exquisite a plaything is, it is still just an inanimate object. After the novelty wears off, it will eventually become a mundane thing. The greatest treasure in the world is people. Only living people are the most vivid and beautiful existence.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Yan Lingji asked. Perhaps because she felt understood, or perhaps because she was still blinded by his beauty, Yan Lingji's hostility towards Yang Che lessened considerably.

"How about becoming one of my hands?" Yang Che invited.

"You want me to serve you?" Yan Lingji understood the meaning behind Yang Che's words.

"Indeed, I am lacking a bodyguard," Yang Che said.

"Your martial arts are clearly much stronger than mine. If we really encounter danger, will I protect you or you protect me?" Yan Lingji muttered.

Once she was certain she wouldn't become a plaything, Yan Lingji regained some of her lively nature. She was actually a very optimistic person. If she weren't optimistic, she would have become a psychopath long ago, having formed the Fear Killer Group with that bunch of lunatics.

"Who am I?" Yang Che asked.

"You?" Yan Lingji looked Yang Che up and down, momentarily bewildered, wondering why Yang Che would ask such a question.

"I am the dignified Minister of Works, a truly important person. Have you ever seen any important person who has to personally deal with trouble?" Yang Che put his hands behind his back. If it weren't for his official position, he would almost be a typical playboy.

"My crown prince is—" Yan Lingji did not agree with Yang Che's words.

"So the Crown Prince of Baiyue is a good-for-nothing, and the fate of a good-for-nothing is that he is still missing." Yang Che mocked. Baiyue is also a country, and it is rare for the Crown Prince of a country to have fallen to such a state as Chi Mei Long She.

"Even if you saved me, you cannot insult my lord like this." Yan Lingji loyally protected her lord.

"Am I insulting the Crimson-Eyebrowed Dragon Serpent? Aren't I stating the truth?" Yang Che, who had spoken ill of her, showed no shame whatsoever.

Yan Lingji wanted to defend herself, but when she thought of Yang Che, who was about the same age as her, yet possessed the power to manipulate her at will, she realized that compared to Yang Che, the Crown Prince was nothing but a piece of trash. She couldn't find any reason to defend herself, but if she didn't defend herself, she would feel really uncomfortable.

"As long as you stay by my side, you might be able to see the Crimson-Eyebrowed Dragon-Snake soon." Yang Che's words completely extinguished Yan Lingji's will to argue.

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