The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 506 Kneeling Down to Confess

An unfamiliar little house, unfamiliar surroundings, and this unfamiliar woman in front of me.

This brought Chu Yanqiu, who was still hoping, back to reality from his fantasy.

He was taken hostage by the beautiful woman in front of him.

He was unaware of everything that had happened before and mistook this woman for Shen Wen.

This woman doesn't resemble her at all, whether in her taste in clothing or her appearance and demeanor, although he admits that she is more noble and refined than Shen Wen in every way.

"Aren't you disappointed? You look so familiar, but I'm not the person you wanted to meet?"

She took two steps back and chatted with him casually.

Chu Yanqiu did not answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

At this moment, Chu Yanqiu heard that there was a partition in the room, which was blocked by a beaded curtain. He could vaguely hear rustling sounds coming from the other side of the partition.

These strange sounds drew him in, but the more he tried to see what was happening, the less he could see. Not being able to see clearly was bad enough, but the images that assaulted his mind were truly torturous, especially the familiar sounds, which made his mind feel like it was possessed, his heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of his mouth.

He couldn't help but grab his head with both hands, trying to shake the unforeseen dangers he had imagined out of his mind.

"What have you figured out? Or rather, what have you guessed? Why deceive yourself? Things are exactly as you imagine. You've ruined her! Do you understand?"

The enchanting voice of the Immortal Consort rang out once more.

These words, each one striking his chest like a hammer blow, were so real that he had no reason to deny them.

“Go and see! The truth you want to see is just behind that curtain. Don’t you want to know? Just climb over there and you’ll see everything that happened that day.”

She spoke again, her words like thunderclaps, striking his head repeatedly.

And through the gap in the curtain, as the breeze rippled through it, he could clearly see the young emperor and Shen Wen in such an eye-catching scene…

A surge of hot blood rushed to my head.

Chu Yanqiu lost all reason and struggled to climb toward the curtain.

Just as he was about to climb to the curtain, the ground shook a few times. Chu Yanqiu felt the space in the room tilting, and he couldn't help but look around. When he turned back, he saw the woman, whose entire body was tilting along with the space.

This sensation only lasted a few breaths before returning to normal.

Once things returned to normal, a woman's figure appeared beside him in the blink of an eye.

It is the immortal ancestor Yuchi Lian.

"Don't be fooled by her; these are all illusions of hers."

Yu Chi Lian appeared very anxious, a stark contrast to his usual calm and collected demeanor in the face of any situation.

She probably didn't even realize that her nervous expression made Chu Yanqiu distrust her.

Things happened very quickly. Before they could exchange more than a few words, Yu Chi Lian attacked the woman.

Chu Yanqiu, lying on the ground, watched helplessly as the two of them exchanged blows.

The entire space trembled once more, and the vines that entwined around the room seemed extremely restless, like raptors on the verge of exploding, as if their roars could still be heard.

Even amidst their rapid exchange of blows, Yu Chi Lian had time to turn back and urge Chu Yanqiu to escape quickly.

But Chu Yanqiu had no intention of leaving. His ears were filled with that faint, familiar voice, that agonizing and painful voice.

The sound was so inducing hallucinations that scenes of misery flashed through his mind, appearing so real.

Chu Yanqiu seemed to have reached his limit. He had only one obsession: he had to see if it was really her behind the curtain, and whether the image in his mind was real.

Just as his arm passed through the curtain, and his whole body was about to be dragged through it.

Yu Chi Lian, already in a precarious situation, could no longer care about the battle. He turned around and headed towards Chu Yanqiu, his long arm reaching down to grab Chu Yanqiu and then escape quickly.

However, the woman behind her was incredibly powerful. She spotted Yu Chi Lian's weakness and unleashed a powerful attack, which transformed into a thick, black whip that struck Yu Chi Lian, leaving a dark, menacing welt on her body.

Yu Chi Lian winced in pain, her whole body twitching involuntarily. She gritted her teeth and looked back, only to see that the woman had conjured a long whip in her hand—a thick vine whip covered in barbs.

At first glance, the vine whip exuded powerful spiritual energy, making it a divine weapon imbued with immortal spirit. It was likely specifically designed to counter a divine weapon like hers, a cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of their cultivation.

The woman laughed triumphantly at the whip; after striking for so long, she had finally succeeded.

"How is it? How does the taste of my whip compare to the long whip that the Fox Ancestor's fox tail transformed into? Isn't it more enjoyable?"

After the woman finished speaking, the violent look in her eyes grew stronger.

The next moment, a whip, like a storm, lashed down on Yuchi Lian.

"I know you're just an avatar right now? It seems you really underestimated me. Your cultivation has already dropped by more than half, yet you still dare to pull this kind of trick in front of me? Since you've sent this to me to vent my anger on, why shouldn't I accept it? Hmm?"

She mocked him as she lashed out with the whip.

Yu Chi Lian, who was knocked to the ground, did not expect this woman's magical power to be so surging. This time, he almost lost his footing.

Yu Chi Lian, whose true form had already fled to the desolate mountains outside the capital, suffered severe injuries when her clone was shattered and destroyed by the vine whip and vanished in an instant. Her condition was worsened by the blows.

Sitting cross-legged, she swayed weakly and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She tried her best to sit up straight, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth and the sweat from her forehead.

She was still unwilling to accept that Chu Yanqiu had been controlled by that witch. That witch was too cunning. Chu Yanqiu, whom she had carefully nurtured for many years, was now in her hands. It would be better if he were killed or crippled. What she feared was that Chu Yanqiu, a blade in her hand, would become her knife and turn the blade against her.

Thinking of her grand plan for the future, Yu Chi Lian sat down again and forcefully channeled her magic power once more, determined to fight that demoness again.

When her divine essence re-entered that place, she just happened to see the demoness throw Chu Yanqiu behind the beaded curtain.

Yu Chi Lian was utterly shocked and furious.

She arrived too late. Chu Yanqiu, a mere mortal, had fallen into the illusion created by the demoness. With only a wisp of her divine essence, she was no match for the illusion.

Enraged, she suddenly appeared in front of the demoness, and the two started fighting again.

While fighting her, Consort Xianchen still had time to glance back at Chu Yanqiu in the illusion. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "No matter how hard you try to salvage the situation, it's already too late."

Yu Chi Lian also saw Chu Yanqiu in the illusion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Consort Xianchen struck out with her palm, pushing Yuchi Lian away, and the two stopped fighting.

The two looked at Chu Yanqiu in the illusion.

"Did you think I'd put something in the illusion, add some special ingredients, and subdue him at my feet?"

Yu Chi Lian felt as if a treasure had been stolen from him, and his face turned extremely ugly.

However, what she saw in the illusion was different from what the demoness had said. The things Chu Yanqiu experienced in the illusion were all things that had happened before, but from a different perspective and in a very comprehensive way, allowing him to see them again.

This comprehensive story drove Chu Yanqiu to the brink of madness and collapse, and also starkly revealed just how despicable, narrow-minded, and vicious this self-proclaimed god-like immortal ancestor truly was.

"What? Seeing your own vicious side, is that how you truly understand yourself? Immortal Ancestor of the Ji family, why don't you tell me yourself, can you really achieve great enlightenment? Are you even qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with your master?"

The power of that final attack was enough to completely destroy Yu Chi Lian. It was Yu Chi Lian in his divine essence state who suffered such a severe blow that his divine essence returned to his physical body.

Chu Yanqiu in the illusion also finished his trial.

Consort Xianchen stood before him with graceful steps, looking down at him as if he were an ant.

The bloodshot in Chu Yanqiu's eyes had just faded a little when he seemed to regain his senses and looked up at Consort Xianchen, his eyes still holding a trace of expectation.

Consort Xianchen suddenly smiled slightly and said, "You want to ask me if she is still in this world?"

Chu Yanqiu could hardly control his words. Like a one-year-old child, he stared blankly at her, but his eyes held even more expectation.

Consort Xianchen let out a long, thoughtful sound, as if she were teasing a fool. Just as Chu Yanqiu's emotions were at their peak, she said, "If you want to know, then kneel down and kowtow to me until I am satisfied."

Chu Yanqiu did not feel that kowtowing to the woman in front of him was a humiliating thing. He straightened up from his sitting position and knelt properly and upright in front of her.

But then, the image of the Immortal Ancestor inexplicably echoed in his mind, repeatedly urging him to stop, telling him that she was a demon! He must not agree.

This made Chu Yanqiu hesitate.

Consort Xianchen seemed to be very aware of his ancestor's tricks.

She gave a cold laugh, slowly turned around and took a few steps behind her. From this angle, Chu Yanqiu could see her even more clearly.

Chu Yanqiu stared at her, watching as she, who had been a different woman, suddenly transformed into Shen Wen, the woman he had been longing for.

Chu Yanqiu struggled to breathe, his heart clenched as if it were about to explode.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch her, but his hands were too weak, and he lacked the courage to do so.

He was afraid she would break.

"Are you starting to doubt that this body is just an illusion?"

This was the first thing Shen Wen said.

"I can tell you for sure, it's not a hallucination. This body of mine is mine, but... the one inside..."

The deep affection in Chu Yanqiu's eyes as he looked at her gradually turned cold.

She is gone.

It has been possessed by another soul.

Such facts repeatedly spurred him on.

But what was even more exciting was that Shen Wen, with her demeanor and expression, walked towards him step by step.

The pain of losing something and then finding it again, the torment of having a loved one alive and walking towards him, truly pierced his heart.

His deep affection gradually cooled, and his whole body grew cold.

His whole body was stiff, as if he was about to turn into a statue on the spot.

But at this very moment, Shen Wen, whom she had been longing for, suddenly rebuked her.

"Your Majesty!"

Have you forgotten the sins you committed against me?

"How dare you stand in front of me like this? I want you to kneel down and talk to me!"

Kneel down! I want you to kowtow and confess your sins!