Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 886 Zhuge Qing in Women's Clothing

"What's this!"

This surprised the three young men even more.

Black slime gushed out from the miniature Zhuge Qing's body. The inner demon, which had originally been suppressed to be harmless and turned into a comical character, began to grow stronger again.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The inner demon Zhuge Qing gained new power and began to laugh like an elder of the Soul-Containing Hall.

"Zhuge Qing, and all of you, you must all die today!"

"Old Qing, I've discovered that there's a hidden, arrogant side to your personality," He Songling said, glancing at Zhuge Qing, who blushed with embarrassment.

WTF.

Even your ability to stand up again was thanks to the immortal energy that the old sage bestowed upon you, and now you're going to kill that old sage?

Do you have that ability?
"Elder He, what is this?" Zhuge Qing sighed, really not wanting to look any further. Although it wasn't him, it was his inner demon, wearing his own face; if it made a fool of itself, it was Zhuge Qing making a fool of himself. Zhuge Qing could only change the subject.

"The Three Corpses. Oh, to be precise, the Three Corpses are united as one."

He Songling used some of the methods of the Three Demons Sect. The Three Corpses and the Inner Demon are not essentially the same thing, but these are not difficult for immortals. In any case, they are all forms that are triggered by Qi after the accumulation of negative emotions.

Fortunately, it also possesses intelligence, appearing far more intelligent than the three corpses created by the Three Demons Sect. He Songling simply gave it a three-corpse fusion technique.

There's no distinction between upper, middle, and lower, nor between Pengju, Pengzhi, and Pengqiao. The functions of attacking the eyes, five internal organs, and stomach and intestines are all concentrated in one person, which is more convenient.

"Keep quiet."

With a flick of his hand, He Songling created a giant hand above Zhuge Qing's Three Corpse Demons, which pressed it to the ground.

"This thing can be customized in terms of appearance and purpose. Please select your preferred appearance."

He Songling drew back a curtain of light in front of Zhuge Qing, which was filled with all sorts of images.

"Uh……"

Zhuge Qing turned to look at He Songling with a dark expression.

"Mr. He, do you think I've never read 100,000 Cold Jokes?"

"Huh? You've seen it?" He Songling looked surprised. Oh no! He had been dealing with those old Qing dynasty bastards all along. They had never seen any modern things he pulled out before. They had gotten used to using simplified models to fool people, but they had forgotten that it was already the fifteenth year of the 21st century.

"Ten Cold Jokes has already been released? That can't be right, which year was it?"

"Is it possible that this is something from three years ago, and..." Zhuge Qing finally couldn't help but roar, "I was the one who did the voice acting for Tai Er Zhenren!"

"Oh, right, I forgot you're a nobody, a nobody celebrity." He Songling slapped his forehead. Who was the original voice actor for Tai Er Zhenren? I forgot, I think it was Bai Ke or someone else, but later it changed to a Jay Chou-esque accent.

It wasn't a voice-over for any important character. At this point in time, Bai Ke was just a nobody, while Zhuge Qing had a group of female fans. If Zhuge Qing wanted to take the voice-over, it wouldn't be a problem at all. "I... I'm quite famous," Zhuge Qing protested silently.

What do you mean, "18th-tier"? I'm a recognized 3rd-tier celebrity, okay?
"Oh, it doesn't matter. Since you don't want to choose, I'll just pick an image for you." He Songling was completely oblivious to embarrassment and simply waved his hand, making the choice for Zhuge Qing.

"Please have this one."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Three Corpse Demon Zhuge Qing immediately transformed into a hot, curvy, slender-waisted, long-legged... Zhuge Qing.

"Are you... insane?!"

Looking at his sexy female version of himself, Zhuge Qing finally couldn't help but break through his respect for the gods and cursed out loud.

Is this really something a human would do?

To be honest, Zhuge Qing is quite good-looking. Even if you used his face, you could at least have long hair and be disguised as a woman. But this inner demon... is a 100% replica of Zhuge Qing's face.

"Pfft, hahahahaha..." Xia He next to her was laughing like Kogoro Mouri, sticking her tongue out high, and even pulled Zhang Lingyu to laugh together.

"Brother Zhuge... Pfft... I'm sorry... I... I don't want to laugh either... Pfft..." Zhang Lingyu used all the cultivation he had accumulated over twenty years to barely manage to hold back his laughter, but he still kept making pfft sounds, clearly struggling to suppress it.

"You..." Zhuge Qing suddenly felt that perhaps the one next to him was not his inner demon, but rather he himself was the real inner demon.

"Hold on, or you'll end up with two female versions of yourself," He Songling reminded him from the side. He even had the idea of ​​dressing up the three-corpse inner demon in a sexy outfit, with a skirt so short that it wouldn't be allowed to be written on any novel website.

"I'm truly impressed." Zhuge Qing looked at himself in women's clothing and sighed. "Luckily, I usually stay hidden in my inner world and don't come out, so normally no one can see me... Wait, you can't?"

"Hehe, I won't do anything to make things difficult for you."

He Songling chuckled, “But if he wants to come up with it himself, I can’t stop him. This is your Three Corpses and Inner Demons, you have to discuss it with him. Young man, it’s not that no one in this world can sever the Three Corpses by relying on their own mental strength. Zhang Lingyu’s master could, oh, I can too.”

"You're comparing me to the two of you!" Zhuge Qing was furious. He could only try to reason with his inner demons in a gentle voice, while He Songling squatted down beside him and watched the spectacle.

However, Zhang Lingyu was not one to have fun, especially since he had just angered his girlfriend.

He wanted to take advantage of this halftime break to find out exactly what had happened from He Songling.

The charm that Xia He possessed that had faded away was something that no one but He Songling could have accomplished.

"Mr. He, Xia He... did you do it?"

“Yes, that’s me.” He Songling nodded matter-of-factly. “Have you forgotten what I said when we first came in? I really need to control Lao Xia. From now on, you guys will be following me around causing trouble. If she can’t control her charm, it will be a real problem.”

In truth, He Songling could easily intercept Xia He's charm at any time if he wanted to, but that's precisely what he meant by "trouble." He doesn't even care about his wife and sect, so why would he bother with Zhang Lingyu's wife?

The only solution is to help Xia He control her innate superpowers, which even she can't control. And it seems the result is not bad.

"What do you mean 'not bad'!" Xia He, who had been squatting nearby watching Zhuge Qing's antics, looked over with displeasure upon hearing this: "That bastard Zhang Lingyu actually said I have no charm!"

(End of this chapter)