RPAGF Chapter 143 Little Grass, Little Grass
Chapter 143 Little Grass, Little Grass
Liu Jun lay quietly on Xiao Caoyuan's bed, keeping his eyes open until dawn.
Actually, it wasn't very bright; it was still gloomy, just that the darkness had turned into a bright white (you could think of it as an environment that always looked like it was about to rain).
In this environment, Liu Jun's sense of time was not very good, and he did not know what time it was.
However, she had been by the little grass's side for several days and knew what time they got up.
As the daylight grew brighter, it seemed as if some sounds were coming from around. At first, there were only one or two scattered sounds, but then more and more sounds came. It must be time for the hour to come. The deathly silent room gradually became lively.
At the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), people are alive and should wash and comb their hair.
They haven't been "cleaned out" yet?
Liu Jun was somewhat surprised, but in order not to arouse suspicion, she got up and washed up with them.
At 5:15 AM, everyone washed up and got ready, then lined up to go to the cafeteria to collect their breakfast portions, much like life in prison—oops, I mean, in school.
That's right. Being a demon is just like being a demon cultivator; you need to eat. However, there are some differences. Whether a demon cultivator eats or not is irrelevant. On the contrary, the constitution of the demon race is similar to that of mortals. They need to eat three meals a day. If they are too hungry, they will die. There is no such thing as abstaining from grains.
Moreover, most demons are not like the zombies seen in the Red Sand Land, killing people indiscriminately, dismembering them, and eating human flesh.
Based on what she had seen and heard in the past few days, the Demon Realm here was governed in a way that resembled the mortal world, only with a touch more magic and primitiveness.
If the cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world where the strong rule, then this demon realm is even more so.
Here, bloodlines, sects, master-disciple relationships, and hierarchical order are never followed. There are no basic laws or regulations. As long as you are powerful enough, you can kill a hundred or a thousand people to rise to the top without anyone holding you accountable. You can even challenge the Demon Lord and try to take that position, as long as you have the ability.
Even so, Liu Jun still felt that it was more like the mortal world. After all, there was no fasting, no palace system, and no early mornings and late nights.
And then there's the body that's prone to minor illnesses from time to time. Aside from the demonic energy they're born with and their greater strength, ordinary demons are no different from mortals.
Although cultivators are also born from mortal bodies, demons are much stronger than cultivators of the same cultivation level, but their bodies are much more fragile. They don't have any concept of body tempering, as if they are separate from the world of "cultivation" and form their own system.
That makes sense. The demons have been holed up in the demon realm for nearly ten thousand years. Even if there are occasional openings, they are just minor skirmishes. They have indeed been out of touch with the outside world for a long time.
However, in the two thousand years since Qing Liye ascended to the throne, especially in the last two or three hundred years, the Demon Realm has become increasingly restless, and the gaps in its borders have become more and more frequent. It is obvious that it harbors the ambition to make a comeback and wants to recreate the great war between the two races ten thousand years ago.
In that sense, both Wei Qiushuang in the past and Lu Xihan in the present have actually accomplished something truly great.
The ruthless and loveless demon lord has a weakness, which is also his adversary.
Once feelings are formed, one naturally won't pursue any grand ambitions.
Seriously... what a load of rubbish! Although she's also a cultivator and the top leader, she shouldn't be saying these things, but Liu Jun really couldn't help but complain.
The plot of a major villain laying down his weapons for love is so effective, it never fails! (If you like it, come back often, like it!)
Who doesn't love the trope of someone in a high position bowing down for love?
Liu Jun chewed vigorously on a piece of extremely healthy dried meat lunch, occasionally taking a sip of sticky paste "porridge" to catch her breath, while calculating what time it was, fearing that she would be ejected at any moment.
But... nothing happened until she finished a bunch of chores and it was almost noon. After she dawdled for another afternoon until she lay back down on her little bed, her soul was forcibly separated from Xiaocao's body by some force.
It was entirely expected, but what was unexpected was that she was able to "possess" him for a full day and two hours, which was a pleasant surprise.
But what was even more unexpected was that the time she could take over Xiaocao's body didn't seem to be fixed. From the first day she "possessed" Xiaocao, it seemed that only that one day was relatively long. After that, it was two days later, after Xiaocao fell asleep, that she was able to "possess" her again, and even then, it was passive.
This continued in the future. Whenever Xiaocao fell asleep or lost consciousness, Liu Jun would passively possess her body, to the point that she couldn't even resist, as if Liu Jun was her second personality.
In particular, there was one time when Xiaocao was surrounded and beaten badly by several low-ranking servants who always bullied her. She was beaten to the point of brain paralysis, and Liu Jun was passively possessed by her.
"...I'm really annoyed right now. If you know what's good for you, get out of here. Anyone who stays will die!"
The little slave girl, who had just been beaten pitifully, suddenly seemed like a completely different person. She slumped to the ground against the wall, casually wiping away the black blood foam that had spilled from the corner of her mouth. Her gaze was as if she were looking at a dead person, and her aura was terrifyingly strong.
"...Tch! Did he get beaten stupid? Who are you trying to scare!"
"Uh... haha, that's right, who is this little girl trying to scare!"
The person who chimed in then grabbed Xiaocao's hair and pulled her up.
Another one came over with his arms crossed, spat at her, and grinned obsequiously: "You little bastard, you dare call yourself 'I'? You're tired of living!"
Then he reached out and forcefully lifted her chin: "A half-demon bastard, the few of us who even bother with you is a blessing in disguise. Look around the palace, who else wants to talk to you? Hahahaha~"
"Tsk tsk tsk, those pitiful little eyes, ha, we can't bear to kill you. If you die, who will play with us anymore, right? Hahahaha!"
After saying that, the woman stopped and gave a wink to the woman who was pulling Xiaocao's hair. That woman also sneered and threw the person to the ground, followed by another round of unpleasant laughter.
Liu Jun, who had just regained some strength after possessing the body, calmly patted the dust off his hands, stretched out his arm to look at the injury on his hand, then slowly stood up, turned his back to them, and slowly and deliberately smoothed his messy hair.
"Hey, you little bastard, who told you to get up!"
The person behind her approached, cursing and swearing, looking as if they were about to grab her hair again.
Liu Qun let out a soft breath, as if she had eyes in the back of her head. Just as the person was about to touch her hair, she didn't even look up, but raised her hand and caught the outstretched hand.
"I've changed my mind..."
"Little Grass" slowly turned its head, a slow smile playing on its lips: "Don't even mention the three of you, anyone else who has a scar on this body won't escape."
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! What are you doing, you little bastard! Let me go! You want me to believe it...?"
"Click"
Before the woman could finish speaking, her hand bones were crushed. Before she could even scream in pain, "Little Grass" reached out and pinched her neck, his fingers piercing her throat, causing black blood to splatter everywhere.
The other two were completely terrified by this scene, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and they were so frightened that they lost their voices. It took them a while before they realized what was happening and tried to run away, but Liu Jun didn't want to give them that chance. He moved like a ghost and killed the remaining two in less than three breaths, still squeezing their throats.
"Tsk, what a waste."
Even using this little good-for-nothing's body, they can't escape her within three breaths.
However, three breaths is the limit for this body. If she were to use Liu Jun's body, well, there wouldn't even be a one-thousandth chance.
Liu Jun nonchalantly wiped his hands with the clothes of a dead person on the ground, then slowly looked in a certain direction: "After watching the show for so long, it's time to come out, isn't it?"
"...Heh, quite perceptive~"
A figure emerged from around the corner, accompanied by his pungent demonic aura and oppressive sense of dread.
The Demon Realm is indeed perpetually shrouded in darkness, and he was even paler than the last time I saw him, but not in a sickly way. A hint of interest lingered on his handsome, godlike face, and the wisp of silver hair at his temple remained as striking and distinctive as ever.
This time he was wearing a black robe inlaid with gold, which fits the stereotype of the Demon Lord.
Upon seeing the leader of the Demon King's Palace, "Little Grass" remained calm and composed, bowing respectfully to him: "From the Dui Palace, Zeshan Xianyuan, Lady Yun sends Little Grass to greet Your Majesty."
"The Dui Palace? It turns out it can produce someone like you. But in my opinion, you're nothing special, so..."
"Does Your Majesty suspect that I have been possessed?"
Liu Jun answered for him.
"if not?"
Qing Liye looked at her with great interest, and with a wave of his hand, demonic energy was already swirling around him.