62. You Think You’re the Only One with Treasures!?
With the Demon Subduing Bell in hand, Shangguan Long’s confidence soared.
And as the bell’s light shone upon Gong Yiling, his smile widened.
“Demon, do you really think I have no way to deal with you?”
He sneered. “I let you run rampant in the Yanxing Great Forest because I was waiting for the right moment to sacrifice you to my ancestors and declare war on those incompetent fools who think they can rival the Heartflame Empire.”
Please, you wouldn’t even know how you died.
Gong Yiling felt the pale yellow light, warm but harmless.
As expected of a genuine artifact.
It only affected demonic beasts and spirits.
She wasn’t a demon, so it had no effect on her.
“Heh.” Seeing her reaction, Shangguan Long began to make assumptions.
Like, consulting the all-knowing Baidu Encyclopedia.
“It seems the Flame Python has quite the endurance. You must be in excruciating pain, your very soul being torn apart. This is the price of defying me!”
Gong Yiling rolled her eyes, secretly taking something out while gritting her teeth. “However…!”
“Do you know what this Demon Subduing Bell is?” Shangguan Long, enjoying the python’s apparent suffering, continued his monologue. “This is a legendary artifact crafted by the Immortal-grade blacksmith, Daoist Daman. It’s made from the Skystone, bathed in starlight for over three thousand years, and infused with righteous treasures.”
“Any demonic beast, spirit, or evil being affected by this bell will first experience physical pain, then soul-rending agony, followed by their blood boiling.”
“This torment will last for a long time. The stronger the demon, the greater the suffering. You must be regretting facing me now, aren’t you?”
“Regret?”
Gong Yiling pretended to wipe away sweat—there wasn’t any.
She sighed dramatically. “My reputation, ruined by a mere child. Do you dare remove this and fight me fairly?”
“Fairly?” Shangguan Long scoffed. “You should be grateful for this death I’m granting you.”
“This Demon Subduing Bell is a powerful artifact, but it’s a one-time use item. I’m using this precious opportunity on you. Do you have any complaints?”
A one-time use item?
Gong Yiling almost burst out laughing.
Did he know what a waste this was?
“Of course, I don’t have time to waste on you. I’ll accelerate your death. I—”
Shangguan Long stopped mid-sentence.
Because Miss Gong stepped out of the beam of light.
“I’m not affected. I was pretending.”
“What!?” Shangguan Long’s eyes widened in shock. “No, that’s impossible! How can you walk out of that!?”
“What’s so impossible about it?” Gong Yiling tugged at the white silk stockings in her hand and rolled her eyes. “Are you so sure I’m the Flame Python?”
“What are you saying?” Shangguan Long was dumbfounded.
If she wasn’t the Flame Python, then who was she?
This aura, the demonic and venomous energy, this cold and beautiful appearance…
“Could it be… could it be you’re… the Rakshasa Woman!”
—Finally! You finally figured out who I want you to think I am!
Miss Gong mentally applauded him, then tossed the stockings at him and quickly retreated a hundred meters.
Shangguan Long wasn’t going to just stand there.
However, seeing the strange white silk stockings flying towards him, he started searching his treasure scroll for a countermeasure.
—He didn’t realize he didn’t need to bother. A single palm strike could crush this paper tiger.
But now—
“True Name Release: Qiu Shui’s Worn White Silk Stockings. Activate skill.”
With incredible speed, the stockings wrapped around Shangguan Long, binding him tightly.
Although the skill only worked on those below Earthly Nether realm, coincidentally…
Shangguan Long was at Earthly Nether realm. His only advantage over other royals was his treasure scroll.
And Gong Yiling had retreated a hundred meters before activating the skill.
So, it only affected him.
“What is this!?”
Shangguan Long had never seen such a strange treasure. And he, a dignified Earthly Nether cultivator, couldn’t break free. How was this possible!?
“Don’t bother struggling.”
Miss Gong casually strolled back, picking up his treasure scroll. “I wouldn’t normally use this on just anyone. You should be grateful.”
“You!”
“No more ‘you’ and ‘I’. Shangguan Long, do you really think you’re so important just because I called you ‘Your Majesty’?”
He struggled, but it was futile. The more he struggled, the tighter the ropes became.
He could barely move, frowning. “What do you want?”
“My rebellious son is dead, and your accomplices from the Myriad Demons Palace have been eliminated. What more do you want? Do you want the entire Heartflame Empire?”
“What if I do?” Gong Yiling smiled. “A First Prince and a Prince Changning? Their deaths are insignificant. You still have other children. I think the Fifth Princess would be suitable. After interacting with her for so long, she’s willing to serve the Myriad Demons Palace.”
“You took Ziyuan?” Shangguan Long was stunned.
Then, he burst out laughing. “Hahahaha, you’ll be disappointed. Ziyuan isn’t my daughter. If I die, my secret guards will receive orders to kill her. Let’s see how powerful your Myriad Demons Palace truly is!”
Hearing this, Lu Xinyao, standing nearby, lowered her gaze.
So, what Master said… was true.
