You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Chapter 161 Shen Qi is mentally ill

The eyes of everyone around him widened. They had all seen the face in front of them before.

Shen Qi, the little tail who followed Zong Jiang Suiwan of Shangqing Dynasty all day long.

Didn’t expect that he was actually the Demon Lord? !

Zixi also looked shocked, but because his eyes were covered with red silk, his expression was not obvious.

Wu Chuan: "Did you already know his identity?"

Zi Xi shook his head, "I just suspected that he was not Gu Chen, I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, the majestic Lord of the Demon Realm is actually the direct disciple of the elder of the largest sect in the world of cultivation, or is he a well-known person in the world of cultivation and a righteous genius with a heart for the common people?

Who would have thought of this? !

Shen Qi ignored everyone's shock. He had just forcefully swallowed too much demonic energy and the vitality of the tree, causing his whole body to explode. It was equivalent to his real death just now.

Since Shen Qi had not completely digested the demonic energy he had just swallowed, and his breath was still a little unstable, he secretly adjusted the demonic energy running around in his body.

At the same time, Shen Qi glanced coldly at the few elders who were still alive, with a faint warning in his eyes.

The elders received his warning and withdrew their extremely shocked eyes.

Wu Chuan glanced at Zi Xi and asked with his eyes:

What do you think the Lord’s purpose is for doing this?

Zixi replied with his eyes: I don't know.

Greedy Wolf joins: Lord of the Demon World, direct disciple of the elder of the Cultivation World. Now who can tell which sect their Lord belongs to?

Po Jun glanced over: Didn't you find a more terrifying problem? Since the Lord can be Jiang Suiwan's disciple, his strength is extraordinary in the world of cultivation, but at the same time, in the demon world, we can't defeat him. What does this mean?

Everyone exchanged shocked looks—Holy crap! The Lord cultivates both immortality and demonism, and he can do both without being discovered at the same time. Could it be that he is an immortal and a demon at the same time? !

Several people looked at Shen Qi in shock.

The purple color in Shen Qi's eyes slowly faded away, and those overly demonic eyes turned back into pitch-black pupils.

Shen Qi looked at their eyes and asked, "What? Is there any problem?"

Zixi and Tanlang waved their hands: "Don't dare."

Po Jun hesitated to speak, his lips moved, and finally he said nothing.

Wu Chuan, on the other hand, scratched his head and asked straightforwardly: "Since the Lord is the direct disciple of Jiang Suiwan, does he, uh, want to be an undercover agent in the world of cultivation, so that he can catch them all?"

"If the Lord wants to unify the world of cultivation, his subordinates must follow the Lord's lead! Help the Lord achieve great things!"

Shen Qi gave him a cold look, "I'm not interested in unifying the world of cultivation."

"...Huh?" Wu Chuan looked at him in confusion as his lofty ideals were extinguished.

Shen Qi did not explain, but just said: "Be more peaceful recently and don't go out to make trouble. Besides," Shen Qi glanced at several people with his eyes, sharp as a knife.

His meaning was obvious. If he dared to expose his identity, he would never let them go.

The elders nodded quickly, "Don't dare, Lord, we will definitely not expose your identity!"

"Yes, don't worry!"

"My subordinates will keep to themselves and not go out to cause trouble!" After Wu Chuan finished speaking, he felt a little strange. They are demons, why should they keep to themselves? Isn't it normal to cause trouble?

However, he looked at Shen Qi's cold eyes and swallowed his doubts.

Forget it, their Lord has a bad temper. What if he makes him unhappy and kills himself?

No wonder their Lord was always elusive, but it turned out that he had gone to the Qing Dynasty.

Wu Chuan gave a thumbs up in his heart with admiration. He cultivated both immortality and demonism. His perseverance was not something ordinary people could match.

After Shen Qi adjusted his breath, he said to several people: "I plan to retreat for a while."

He pointed at the messy land and said, "Take care of it before I leave."

Wu Chuan was very confident: "Your Majesty can rest assured when my subordinates are doing their work."

The Lord has absorbed so much demonic energy, it should take a long time to digest it and come out, right?

Zixi noticed something was wrong: "I would like to ask, how many days will the Lord be in seclusion?"

Shen Qi made an estimate in his mind: "Seven days."

"Oh, seven days——" Wu Chuan's eyes widened, "Fuck!!! How many?! Seven days?"

Wu Chuan closed his mouth under Shen Qi's death gaze.

He finally understood why Shen Qi could cultivate both immortality and demonism.

It's too cruel.

In seven days, in the time it took him to sleep, he would have digested this overwhelming demonic energy.

This is the difference between demons and demons.

……

Seven days later.

Demon Realm, Changning Hall.

Shen Qi sat cross-legged on the couch and retreated to refine the demonic energy in his body. Xiaobai guarded him vigilantly.

As time passed, Shen Qi on the couch refined his demonic energy and woke up.

Xiaobai rushed over excitedly, and just as he was about to say something, he was sprayed with blood all over his head and face.

"Pfft!" Shen Qi vomited a large mouthful of blood for some reason and looked a little pale.

Xiao Bai, whose head was poured with warm blood: "..."

Just, quite suddenly.

The demonic energy in Shen Qi's body was strong and stable, and it didn't look like there was something wrong with his cultivation. Looking at his gloomy expression and purple eyes, Xiao Bai knew that his master was having the same old problem again.

Probably going crazy.

Xiao Bai quietly shrank aside and used his spiritual power to wipe away the blood on his body bit by bit.

Ugh.

As expected, Shen Qi almost went crazy.

Just when he finished refining the demonic energy, the mirror that had been silent for a long time in his sea of consciousness lit up without any warning.

Then Shen Qi saw the prophecy in the mirror:

He had a dispute with his master about where the master's statue was going, and then he begged him hard not to go.

But no matter how much he begged, Master was determined to leave.

Then the picture in the mirror gradually disappeared. Shen Qi originally thought that the prophecy would end here, but unexpectedly, soon, another picture appeared in the mirror. That picture was very familiar. It was exactly the one he had seen before. A nightmare-like prophecy scene - his master sacrificed his body in a great battle, and his soul disappeared.

Shen Qi's eyes were full of pain and killing intent. He wiped away the blood on his lips. The prophetic scene was like a sharp blade, biting his heart bit by bit, causing pain to his bones.

Master...

Why abandon him?

why? !

Shen Qi's eyes turned red as he thought of Jiang Suiwan's decisive back in the prophecy.

Liar, Master is a liar! ! ! He obviously said that he liked him the most, but in his heart, everyone was more important than himself!

Why? ! Why is he still the one left behind? !

Xiao Baipan looked at him and shrank back when he was wrapped in demonic aura.

...The master's problem is getting worse and worse.

very scary.

But fortunately, his master is still somewhat sane despite his madness.

Shen Qi suppressed the raging murderous intent and hatred of jealousy in his heart and laughed.

His master had too many people in his heart.