Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Outside the Star-Absorbing Grand Array, the Silly Prophet cried out, “Oh no! If this keeps up, she’ll lose her mind sooner or later!”
The Evil Lord’s power was immensely formidable, after all. Ye Piaoling had absorbed all of that evil energy in one go, and there was no way she could digest it in a short period of time. She would inevitably become inflated by it, lose her heart, and go insane!
Ye Piaoling was already starting to swell with it.
Under the influence of that evil power, she desperately tried to steady her mind, but her thoughts were still in utter chaos.
Within destiny, the hatred of the Divine Tree accompanied a faintly budding thought: she had been an evil thing to begin with. Now that she had obtained the Evil Lord’s power, could she not truly dominate the Three Realms?
As for those ignorant, insignificant humans, they would only keep making mistakes. They deserved to live in hell!
But if all the Three Realms became purgatory, what meaning would there be in that?
Nothing had any meaning anymore. Not even money had meaning…
Amid her tangled thoughts, Ye Piaoling suddenly felt an invincible loneliness.
She was tired!
Destroy it all!!
“Aaaaaaah!”
She could not help throwing her head back and roaring.
At that moment, the Evil Lord’s spiritual power had been completely sucked dry by her.
The Evil Lord was originally formed from human desire. After losing his spiritual power, even his handsome male form dissipated, scattering into countless specks of starlight.
Human desire would never disappear. The Evil Lord would forever exist alongside heaven and earth. It was just that, having lost his power, he could no longer wreak havoc upon the mortal world.
And by now, Ye Piaoling was on the verge of becoming a demon.
Her body temperature rose, her black hair flew loose, and her sashes whipped violently in the air as she clutched her head in a frenzy.
“Aaaaaah, my head hurts so much! With symptoms like this, did I test positive?”
“…”
The Silly Prophet stared at her in terror. “What do we do? Her condition looks terrifying. She’s already starting to talk nonsense… We can’t have destroyed one Evil Lord only to create an even greater demoness, can we?”
Di Xiulan lifted a finger and condensed a crystal-like, multicolored shard. With a turn of his hand, he shot it toward Ye Piaoling’s back.
The shard immediately transformed into seven-colored light and merged into her body…
Ye Piaoling’s eyelids drooped, and her body collapsed.
Di Xiulan caught her and lifted her horizontally into his arms.
The Silly Prophet said in shock, “What did you use on her?”
“A shard of the Soul-Departing Dream,” Di Xiulan said. “I will enter the Soul-Departing Dream with her once more and help her transform evil into divinity within the dream.”
The Silly Prophet understood. Ye Piaoling had absorbed the Evil Lord’s spiritual power, but she could not digest it, which had caused her cultivation to go awry and push her toward madness…
And Lord Divine Venerable had long foreseen all of this, so he had left behind a shard of the Soul-Departing Dream in advance!
He intended to use the Soul-Departing Dream to give her an education in love… to help her stabilize her mind and recover herself!
The Silly Prophet stared at the colored light around Ye Piaoling and squawked in shock.
This Soul-Departing Dream was still an erotic dream!
Only this time, the roles between the two of them were reversed. Ye Piaoling was the master of the dream. She would not remember who she was, nor would she remember anything from reality…
She would only follow the identity she had in the dream: the Demon Realm Empress!
As for Di Xiulan, he was her captive, the Heavenly Realm Divine Venerable she had seized to serve as her Dual Cultivation Cauldron!
The Silly Prophet was fried inside and out by this plot.
It could not help reminding him anxiously, “Lord Divine Venerable, are you really going to enter this dream? Don’t forget the old rule. If either you or she dies in the dream, then even if you are a god, your soul will be scattered to the winds!”
Di Xiulan acted as if he had not heard and carried the young woman to the coffin.
When dream and reality overlapped, the Soul-Departing Dream would shatter. Therefore, he needed a suitable space in which to control whether the dream remained or departed.
Ye Liaozhai was still hiding in the coffin, trembling with fear, when the lid was suddenly lifted.
Ye Liaozhai raised his head and widened his eyes. “R-Regent King?”
Di Xiulan said, “Get out. I need this coffin.”
Completely baffled, Ye Liaozhai climbed out, then looked at Ye Piaoling in the man’s arms and asked uneasily, “How is she?”
“She is fine.”
Di Xiulan replied blandly, then cast a spell and brought the coffin with him into Ye Piaoling’s bedroom.
In the fish tank in the hall, the dancing Koi saw Di Xiulan and was so frightened it nearly threw out its back.
Why had this guy come running into the Damn Woman’s boudoir?
The Koi was utterly terrified and pressed its body tightly against the fish tank.
However, Di Xiulan ignored it completely. He carried Ye Piaoling straight into the inner room and shut the door behind him.
Koi: ???
What were these two about to do?
Di Xiulan placed Ye Piaoling inside the coffin, then lay down in it himself and closed the lid.
The narrow space only allowed them to embrace each other tightly. He turned onto his side and kissed her lips.
At that moment, time and space howled.
In an instant, he was swept into her dream.
…
A towering, dark palace of the Demon Clan.
Ye Piaoling walked toward the Bedchamber with a cold, wicked smile on her lips.
As the Demon Realm Empress, she could summon clouds with one turn of her hand and rain with another. Now, even the Heavenly Realm Divine Venerable Di Xiulan had become her prisoner!
And as it happened, she had just obtained a set of Evil Cultivation methods. Through Harvest Yang to Supplement Yin, she could absorb a man’s life essence to strengthen her own cultivation…
Di Xiulan was devastatingly beautiful and possessed powerful magic. He could be called the finest Cauldron!
Delighted, Ye Piaoling pushed open the doors to the Bedchamber and saw the man seated by the bed.
Two heavy iron chains were fastened around his wrists. His thin white robe made his figure appear as cool and upright as a pine or cypress, while his black hair spilled down, giving that originally handsome and noble face an inexplicable touch of alluring sensuality.
Ye Piaoling walked straight to the bed, reached out, and touched Di Xiulan’s face. Clicking her tongue in admiration, she said, “As expected of the most beautiful man in the Heavenly Realm. What a tempting face you were born with!”
Her frivolous tone was filled with teasing and insult.
Yet when the man heard this, he was not angered in the slightest.
Instead, he smiled and closed his eyes, his fair, jade-like cheek taking the opportunity to nuzzle against her palm. “As long as Your Majesty likes it.”
Ye Piaoling: ??????
No way.
Rumor had it that the Divine Venerable was like a flower on an unreachable peak, cold, aloof, and noble…
Why was he acting like this now that she had finally met him?!