Chapter 552: Chapter 532: The Heart Has No Desires_2

Everyone thought she was prey sent into the net, but who could have known that during these three days, she was the true hunter.

Even more terrifying, the moment the doors to the hall were opened, their respected Lord Si He was found with not a single piece of unmarred flesh on his body, having been sliced bit by bit, enduring inhuman torment, and still somehow clinging to life.

The situation had completely reversed from the undying pact made three days ago.

Ning Feiyan entered the Royal Hall intact and became the new master of that hall, while the former Lord Si He was banished to Wasteland City, doomed to live out the rest of his life in disgrace.

Hong Zhuang was well aware of how terrifying the former River Lord of Si He was, but even so, he failed to gain any advantage against Ning Feiyan.

Thus, even with Ning Feiyan appearing disheveled today, Hong Zhuang dared not ponder further in that direction.

Because over these years, Ning Feiyan had become an untouchable deity within her heart.

Ning Feiyan quickly sipped the clear tea from her cup until it was empty, then carelessly tossed the cup onto the desk, lazily straightening her robes with an air of indolence.

Her gaze drifting into the pouring rain, she suddenly spoke, “This plan has come to naught, and instead, I’ve been outmaneuvered by Kunlun.”

Her tone was very calm as if speaking of something that didn’t concern her at all, “You guessed right, I’ve lost my body, right there in the sleeping chambers just now.”

Thunderclaps startled the skies, and lightning starkly illuminated half of Hong Zhuang’s pale, horrified face. She trembled uncontrollably, gritting her teeth and struggling to regain composure, “I’ll go back and kill him for you!”

“Kill him?” Ning Feiyan laughed softly, “He is now the Lord of Six Rivers. To murder the River Lord is to commit an offense punishable by clan extermination. Would you dare?”

Hong Zhuang’s face stiffened, but she replied with utmost seriousness, “He bullied you, I dare!”

A mocking smile flickered on the corners of Ning Feiyan’s lips, undisguised before Hong Zhuang, “What will a rash murder change? It’s merely a physical body I’ve lost, and do you think I would actually be bothered or care about such a thing?”

Tears welled up in Hong Zhuang’s eyes, and for some reason, seeing Ning Feiyan’s relaxed and casual demeanor towards herself made her feel even more distressed.

“How is his treatment of you any different from ruining you? Fei Yan, you are the Young Princess Consort personally chosen by the Young Lord. Now that Young Master Mi Lu has broken his seal and returned to the Demon World, he will surely make you his bride. If he learns of this, he will be thunderously enraged, and even as the Monarch of Si He, you won’t escape the Young Lord’s wrath.”

With that, a deeper sneer lurked in the depths of Ning Feiyan’s eyes. She slowly unfolded a slender, pale hand from her sleeve, gazing at her fingertips while laughing softly, “Destroyed me? Ha… If he truly had the ability to destroy me, that would indeed be something to look forward to. As for Mi Lu…”

Ning Feiyan’s gaze shifted slightly, dismissive and cold, “Still dreaming of being the Young Princess Consort? In your heart, all of us from the Enchanting Demon Clan are to obey the Young Lord, to be his most loyal family and followers, ready to offer everything for him, including the order to save the Demon Lord at any cost, even if it meant sacrificing the dark agent I’ve planted within the Wandao Immortal Alliance for hundreds of years.”

Hong Zhuang was startled, detecting the sarcasm and contempt in Ning Feiyan’s tone, and replied hesitantly, “The Enchanting Demon Clan has always been loyal to the Demon World, loyal to the Monarch. The Young Lord is the last direct heir of the old Demon Lord. Is it not right for us to follow his Venerable Order?”

Ning Feiyan sneered, “But in his eyes, you and I are nothing more than pawns on his chessboard. Although the Demon Lord does not come from a traditional lineage, his immense achievements are indisputable, and who would dare challenge him?

Mi Lu is determined to watch his sister die in this Bronze Battle, yet he also wants to win hearts and minds. The Demon World knows you and I are her main forces, so he issued an absolute command that we must rescue the Demon Lord at any cost while also arranging Erhe Zangxin to prevent the resurrection of the Demon Lord. Thus, we are nothing more than pitiful sacrifices in his conspiracy.”

How could Si He stand against Erhe? In his heart, he had long decided.

To sacrifice Si He in exchange for the righteous name of saving blood kin, ultimately to be unanimously supported and win the united hearts of the Demon Clan—justice would all belong to him.

If I had died, the Demon World would sigh in admiration at the Young Master’s determination to save blood kin, and hearts would be won over.

But if by chance I survived, going back would mean this Enchanting Demon’s body, fulfilling the vow I made before, would be offered to Mi Lu for cultivation, The Art of Energy Gathering, sacrificing my Primordial Yin to suppress the Calamity Beast within him.

With my spirit nourishing his form, the rule of Si He in the Demon World will soon change hands.

Compared to becoming a plaything in Mi Lu’s hands, what does this mere humiliation count for?

Not to mention that the lad is not well-versed in The Art of Energy Gathering. Over these three days, it would be more accurate to say that I gained more profit.

Despite being tormented and humiliated crudely, having all manner of treatment and even breaking the pillows, my body was severely fatigued from the excessive strain.

But most of the lad’s spirit was absorbed by me and transformed into energy for my benefit, which surprisingly allowed me to unknowingly refine Demon Essence in these three days.

The Enchanting Demon Clan, born with Spiritual Bodies, has always been weak and not immune to brute force, just because of the special nature of their Demon Bodies. Other Demon Clans can condense various Demon Essences of different sizes, qualities, and properties to nourish their Demon Spirits. However, our Enchanting Demon Clan is inherently deficient in this aspect.

If it wasn’t for that year when our Enchanting Demon ancestor seduced the Emperor, causing him to fall into obsession and bringing Divine Element into his body, spending night after night in the ancient secret forest, our ancestor would not have managed to steal the Divine Element, merging with the forest, and providing protection for generations to come.