I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1311: Chapter 505: Who Says Three People Can’t Become Dao Companions? The Empress Lying in Wait! (Part 3)

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Chen Mo was momentarily dazed.

He carefully sensed it for a while, only to realize that this red string was different from the red silk that restrained the Empress. It didn’t possess any control ability; it was just a manifestation of the Karma Path, signifying that the three would henceforth be connected by cause and effect, sharing joys and sorrows together.

Ji Hongxiu covered her face, her heart beating wildly, almost jumping out of her chest.

For sect cultivators, the significance of this Dao-connecting ceremony was even greater than that of a mundane wedding. It meant that from this moment on, she and Chen Mo were formally married, truly a family!

"Originally, this guy was already unruly, but now it’s all official. Won’t he just bully me to death?"

"Is he going to force me to have his children? I don’t want to have a big belly, it’s so embarrassing..."

"Hmm, if we have children, it should be Qingxuan. Her milk seems abundant, and it’d be seamless for her to help feed the children. I’ll just leave mine for Chen Mo... Ugh, what kind of nonsense is this, Yin God, can’t you stop interfering..."

While Ji Hongxiu was lost in her wild thoughts, Chen Mo hooked her chin with his fingers and said with a cheerful smile, "Be good, call me husband first."

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Ji Hongxiu’s ears turned scorching red, and she stammered, "I-I don’t want to, Qingxuan is still here, I’m her master after all, I can’t be shameless..."

However, Ling Ningzhi quietly moved behind her, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and her palms reached through the Daoist robe, moving upwards, and she hummed softly, "Master, when you were tormenting me at the Heavenly Pond before, you didn’t mind our master-disciple relationship, and now you’re suddenly modest?"

Ji Hongxiu’s body trembled fiercely, and she took a cold breath, "Qingxuan, don’t mess around, this is the ancestor’s shrine, it’s disrespectful... Husband, I know I’m wrong, can’t you forgive me, boo-hoo-hoo..."

Outside the shrine.

The crowd was getting restless.

"Strange, it’s been an hour, why hasn’t the Venerable come out yet?"

"Just now a sudden strong wind arose, could it be that the ancestor’s spirit has appeared?"

"Did you see the poem formed by the blue smoke clearly?"

"I was standing outside the hall, only saw the first half, the latter parts were blocked and I couldn’t see clearly..."

Cre-eak—

At this moment, the door opened, and the three walked out side by side.

"Greetings, Venerable." Everyone bowed and saluted.

Ji Hongxiu’s pale cheeks held a blush that hadn’t dissipated yet, her eyes shimmering with glossy waves, she cleared her throat and said, "Ahem, just now the ancestor manifested and had a deep conversation with me, expressing great satisfaction with this marriage. Now the grand ceremony is complete, from today on, these two are officially wed as Dao companions..."

"Great!"

"Congratulations to the chief! Congratulations to Chen!"

The scene erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Ling Ningzhi lowered her forehead, recalling the absurd scenes from before, her legs still feeling weak.

The ancestor did indeed appear, but it was Chen Mo, the living ancestor...

Probably, it won’t be long before this matter spreads completely, and by then she’ll have to think about how to explain it to Zhixia...

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Two days later.

With Chen Mo’s help, the Divine Soul of Daoist Venerable was completely merged.

The peach tree on the Spirit Platform became more lush, the previously distinct peach blossoms merged into one, turning into a blazing pinkish-white, signifying that the true self and the Yin God were no longer separated.

The most direct feeling was that each time entering the Dao, two voices would simultaneously ring out, one shouting "Don’t," the other "Don’t stop..."

Of course, they also hadn’t forgotten the serious business. Once the Daoist Venerable adjusted to his optimal state, he was ready to set off for Tiandu City to refine the Creation Golden Pill for Ling Yishan.

In the morning, behind Xuandao Peak.

Ji Hongxiu raised her hand and tore through the void, taking Chen Mo and Ling Ningzhi with her into it.

As if passing through a dim, narrow tunnel, when their vision restored again, they had arrived inside the Demon Suppression Department.

Inside Tiandu City, there were restrictive arrays, but for supremacies of the level like the Daoist Venerable, they were virtually non-existent. As long as one didn’t step within the Imperial Palace, generally, there wouldn’t be any obstruction.

"Grandfather!"

"Elder Ling."

In the courtyard, an elder quietly sitting under a tree was Ling Yishan.

Yet, he was currently rigid all over as if facing a formidable enemy. Across from him on a wooden chair sat a woman in a plain long dress. When the three saw the woman’s face clearly, they froze in place.

"Empress?"

Chen Mo asked puzzledly, "Why are you here?"

Yu Youhan squinted slightly, her eyes shooting daggers, gritting her teeth, "You have the nerve to ask me? Do you know how I’ve been getting through these past few days?!"

Chen Mo: "..."