RPAGF Chapter 147 2 people
Chapter 147 2 people
The little grass slowly awoke, looking at the unfamiliar tent top with great confusion. Turning its head, it was still surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings.
"I'm not……"
Was she being beaten by those people who often bullied her? And where was she?
No, those people are dead. How did they die?
She... she thinks she saw that man too?!
Xiao Cao suddenly sat up, and just as she was about to raise her hand to rub her eyes, she realized that she was still tightly clutching something in her hand.
"What's this?"
Xiao Cao looked at the thing in her hand with a puzzled expression. It looked like... a piece of fabric from her clothes? There was something written on it.
The little grass carefully unfolded the crumpled piece of cloth, revealing writing all over it.
Some of the characters were blurred, but they were still generally legible.
Although Xiaocao had been a lowly servant for over a hundred years, she had learned to recognize more characters over time because she had worked for Lady Yun for many years and Lady Yun was a talented woman.
What puzzled her was why it was written on the fabric instead of being engraved on a talisman or something. Although her demonic energy was extremely weak, she could still open the communication talisman.
The main reason was that Liu Jun hadn't thought of this. Leaving a letter was the fastest way to tell her the whole story. Moreover, the communication methods of cultivators and demons were different. She couldn't expose the cultivator's methods, so she specially used the demon language to write it.
There were too many strange things, but Xiaocao still started by reading what was written on the piece of cloth in her hand.
She could read, but not all of them. It took her nearly two hours to read through a densely packed message. After reading it, her worldview was once again shocked.
She actually has an older sister and she never knew?!
She's actually been promoted to a second-class demon envoy, and this is the Qian Palace where the Lord resides! And she'll be living here from now on!!!
The sheer volume of information left Xiaocao stunned for quite some time, unable to process what was happening. Meanwhile, things that were usually forgotten or deliberately forgotten were slowly being reconstructed in her mind, becoming clearer and clearer bit by bit.
She woke up in a strange place for no reason, and one day the people who had bullied her suddenly disappeared. The clothes she wore kept changing, and she inexplicably had a lot of money.
She always thought she was sick, very sick, so she never dared to say anything, and no one around her noticed anything unusual about her.
So, she must be sick.
Only today, after reading this unknown letter in her hand, did she truly believe that she wasn't sick after all.
But has this person who calls herself her "older sister" really been with her since she was born?
Little Grass wasn't a smart person, and she was very self-aware. Apart from being a bit tough, she had no other merits. Otherwise, why would she still be a lowly servant, bullied by others, even after more than a hundred years?
Demonic energy is the basic standard for judging people in this Demon King's Palace, but it is not the only standard.
There are many people with low demonic energy but other abilities, and there are actually quite a few half-demons in this demon realm.
However, half-demons are inherently inferior beings.
She was a half-demon, and among the lowest ranks, but her "older sister," whom she had never met, seemed to be quite different.
Even the most obtuse Little Grass could sense that she was very strong and capable. She could easily acquire more money than Little Grass had ever seen in her entire life, and she could easily gain the favor of the Lord, even rising to the position of Demon Envoy in the blink of an eye.
Xiaocao sat there for a long time, clutching the fabric in her hands. So long that by the time she came to her senses again, most of the day had passed.
She sat there doing nothing for most of the day without anyone bothering her, or urging her to do any rough or dirty work. There was no beating, scolding, or ridicule, no crowded beds, no human presence, nothing at all.
She seemed to have gained freedom and liberation, and regained her sense of self.
One hundred and twelve years after entering the Demon King's Palace, this was the first time she had a whole day of freedom, thanks to her "older sister".
The little grass started wandering around this unfamiliar room for no apparent reason, aimlessly going back and forth, never putting down the piece of cloth in its hand.
After walking for nearly 15 minutes, they finally turned their attention to the tightly closed door.
Little Grass glanced at the piece of cloth in her hand again, and with her meager magical energy, summoned a small, precarious flame. Following the last sentence written on it, she lit the cloth on fire...
Only after there was not even ashes left did Xiaocao walk behind the door, reach out and slowly pull it open.
The weather outside was fine. Although it was still gloomy, she, a demon who had been looking at such a sky since birth, could naturally tell what good weather was.
It's not hard to tell the difference; it's just a matter of the intensity of the white light.
It's really hard to get used to days without seeing the sun. Liu Jun watched as Xiao Cao excitedly ran out but still didn't dare to stray too far from her room, which made him even more eager to speed up the plan.
Although Xiaocao wasn't very smart, at least she was obedient and knew to burn the letter as instructed.
She didn't just write down the script she made up; she also explained several techniques to prevent people (especially Qing Liye) from tricking her into revealing information. However, these techniques were also edited before being written down.
Don't openly teach someone who isn't very bright what to do or not to do, as that's easy to expose flaws. Instead, implant a pre-set fake "program" into their subconscious, so that even if they're tricked into saying something, they'll be saying a processed "truth".
The rhetoric was a lie. Even if this little fool later revealed what she had written to her, whether willingly or forced, it wouldn't matter. It would only make the other person more convinced that her fabricated story was true, and that her past was even more tragic than she had claimed! (???)
It's no wonder she's so cunning; it's just a survival instinct forced upon her.
A life that plummeted, entering society too early to make a living, becoming accustomed to the snobbery of the rich, and struggling to survive in the cracks of the lower class for several years—without a few tricks up your sleeve, you simply couldn't have survived for so many years.
The weak have their own survival rules, and she must ensure that both the little grass and herself are safe before they are made into a puppet.
Although Qian Palace is usually deserted and rarely seen, it shouldn't be like not seeing a single person for several days, right? It's as if... someone cleared out the place and left her alone as a caged bird for others to observe.
Qing Liye's intention was clear: he wanted to see when she would make a move.
He never believed her.
This is either forcing her to take action, or forcing her to go find him.
Liu Jun still felt that the first possibility was more likely. Qing Liye was no less cunning than her. He was interested in what had happened to her and also appreciated the ruthlessness she displayed when she took action.
The Demon Realm is not lacking in capable people. Just these ten protectors alone could sweep away nearly half of the major and minor sects outside. What need is there for a half-demon who is just a little special?
Liu Jun had a gut feeling that Qing Liye was up to something, and it was definitely not just a matter of being interested. She thought it best to get away as soon as possible.
Since the day Qing Liye chose her to be a second-class demon envoy and move into the Qian Palace, the switching between her body and Xiaocao has become more and more frequent. She can switch between sleeping, losing consciousness, and not having done anything. Moreover, the time she controls the body is getting longer and longer, which is not a good sign.
Assimilation and possession are both bad for Liu Jun, as they both mean she will become a small grass. Once she completely takes over this body, she will be unable to separate from it, and the small grass will disappear completely.
Whether it was the effect of the "Golden Elixir" or her soul being too powerful, she was driven away even though she didn't actively want to occupy a body as a host. The creation of the puppet was now urgent.
……
One month later
Liu Jun embedded the last part into the puppet's body, and a puppet indistinguishable from a real person was completed. A puppet with a face that looked three-tenths like Liu Jun and a body length of 1.7 meters was placed in front of her.
Originally, Liu Jun wanted to replicate the face created by the illusion of "Liu Xing," but then he thought that there were a lot of familiar faces here, so he gave up. He could just make a quick appearance and be exposed.
Moreover, Qing Liye had seen "Liu Xing's" face before; it was their first encounter, and Liu Jun had even shown off to him. He absolutely couldn't use that face again.
For the past month, Qing Liye hadn't assigned her any tasks, as if he was waiting for her to create the puppet.
Originally, Liu Jun sent him a message as soon as the puppet was finished, but unfortunately, he wasn't in the Demon King's Palace today, and the message didn't get a reply for a long time after it reached his bedchamber.
I don't know what kind of bad things he's been up to. I see him every few days, which makes Liu Jun think that he's so bored that he's practically a demon lord.
The puppet has been made; it cannot be left out of her sight.
Liu Jun could have simply carried the puppet to Qing Liye's side, so he glanced at it silently again, thinking it best to forget about it.