I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 259 The Eldest Princess's Strength! "Would you be interested in becoming my male concubine?"

Chen Mo poured his true essence into the recording stone, and beams of light shone through, weaving together to form an image in the sky.

While reconstructing the incident using a sundial, he casually recorded the scene. Because it wasn't a real-life recording, it appears somewhat blurry, but it's still easy to see what happened.

Enormous eyes, a gigantic hand reaching in through the window...

The sect disciple was like a toy figure in a building block house, completely powerless to resist before being taken away, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

The old butler's face turned pale, and a hint of panic and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Where did this video come from?!
Chu Yanli narrowed her eyes slightly, "This is..."

Chen Mo explained, "Your Highness, I have received reports that several sect disciples have mysteriously disappeared in the city in recent days, and all of them are cultivators at the fifth rank."

"I felt something was amiss, so I used a secret technique to recreate the scene that Your Highness just witnessed."

"Secret method?"

Chu Yanli was very interested in this method, which resembled "tracing back".

But he didn't say much in front of the group.

"And then what? What does this have to do with my Prince Yu's Mansion?" Chu Heng frowned and said, "Leaving aside whether the source of your image is real or not, you're trying to smear me based on just one eye and one arm?"

"I told you, don't rush."

Chen Mo reversed the image, freezing it at the moment the hand reached into the room.

Tadpole-shaped black lines appeared on her wrist, winding out from her cuff like living creatures.

"This thing should look familiar to you, right?"

Chen Mo looked at the old butler kneeling on the ground and asked.

Back in the brothel, he had a conflict with the prince. The old steward and Eunuch Jin arrived one after the other. Then, without a word, he was slapped away by Eunuch Jin... At that time, he noticed that black lines appeared on the old steward's neck.

It resembled some kind of tadpole-shaped rune, exactly like the patterns on the giant hand.

"This old servant doesn't understand what Lord Chen is saying," the old steward said, bowing his head.

It's okay if you don't understand.

Chen Mo stood up, walked to him, knelt down, and said with a smile, "Your Highness is right. Eyes and arms alone cannot prove anything, but these black runes cannot be faked."

"Whether this matter has anything to do with you or not can be found out with a simple investigation."

The old butler raised his head, his expression calm. "How does Your Excellency wish to investigate?"

“Although I’ve never seen this rune before, I can roughly deduce that it will only be activated when you take the initiative or face a life-or-death crisis.” Chen Mo stroked his chin and said, “As long as I bring you back to the Imperial Prison, I have my own methods…”

"This is against the rules!"

Chu Heng slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Mr. Duan is a retainer of my royal residence. How dare you arrest him based on mere unfounded speculation? Chen Mo, I haven't even settled the score with you for what happened last time. Do you even respect the royal family?!"

Although he appeared extremely angry, he was secretly observing Chu Yanli's reaction.

Chen Mo was the same.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't arrest anyone with this much evidence.

My purpose in coming here today was simply to check on Chu Heng's condition in order to verify my suspicions.

I never expected to meet the eldest princess...

Since that's the case, let's make a big fuss about it and test the Princess's attitude.

Chu Yanli crossed her legs and said in a calm tone, "Chu Heng is right, this way of handling cases is not in accordance with the rules."

Chu Heng's expression brightened upon hearing this.

As expected!
Despite Chu Yanli's apparent favoritism towards Chen Mo, she will never back down when it comes to royal authority!
Chen Mo was not surprised by this, after all, the Chu family members were all in cahoots.

"What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Chu Yanli said, "The Prince Yu's family are members of the royal family. Even if there is solid evidence, it is necessary to obtain Wu Lie's permission or make a joint decision by the three departments before arresting people."

The old steward's eyes were full of smugness as he sneered, "Lord Chen, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed..."

"but……"

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Yanli asked, "You just said that these black runes would appear on their own in life-or-death situations?"

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then replied, "Based on my guess, it's pretty much true."

Chu Yanli nodded and said, "In that case, there's no need for such trouble. Why not just skip the arrest step and verify it on the spot?"

?

Is this verification done?

How to verify?

Before the old butler could react, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth, and a golden tide, like a raging storm, swallowed him up!

boom! !

The immense pressure caused the air to almost freeze!

Chu Heng and Jiang Wangye trembled violently, every muscle and bone in their body shook, their backs seemed to be bent by an invisible hand, and they knelt on the ground uncontrollably, just like mortals worshipping gods!

Lu Shuangge, holding Chu Yanli's sword in his arms, was unaffected.

She looked up at Chen Mo, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

He was closest to the old butler just now, so theoretically he should have felt the strongest pressure...

But at this moment, he was bathed in golden light, his body was as straight as a pine tree, and his expression showed no pain at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Such a pure aura!"

Chen Mo was enveloped in golden light, feeling warm and intimate, as if connected by blood.

At the same time, the dragon energy within his body was also stirring, especially the golden aura, which became exceptionally active, swirling endlessly in his dantian.

Compared to the vast and profound Purple Extreme Qian Yuan, Taiyi Geng Jin represents absolute authority and majesty.

At the same time, it should naturally be more aggressive.

Even though he had possessed dragon energy for some time, Chen Mo could only achieve a basic level of control and could not achieve the same effect as Chu Yanli!
The gap between the two sides is like heaven and earth!

"I never imagined she could unleash dragon energy to this extent!"

"Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Decree Seal, it is still quite terrifying... Is this the talent that comes with royal blood?"

"So, does that mean she was also cursed with an early death?"

Just as he was pondering, the golden light dissipated.

Chu Heng and Jiang Wangye felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Three breaths felt like an eternity to them!
"So strong! And even stronger than before!"

"From this, it seems she has already entered the third stage..."

In addition to shock, a hint of eagerness flashed across Jiang Wangye's expression.

Chu Heng looked up and his expression froze.

The old steward's limbs were pierced by golden light and nailed to the air. His flesh and blood peeled off and piled up into a small mountain below, leaving only a stark white skeleton!
Through the gaps between the bones, you can even see the steaming internal organs!
At this moment, his head was drooping, he was on the verge of death, and his cloudy eyes were lifeless. He was on the verge of dying!

"Mr. Duan!"

Chu Heng's eyes were bloodshot.

Duan Zhongmou was originally a staff member in the Prince's mansion.

When the two princes were vying for the throne, the brothers were fighting amongst themselves. Prince Yu almost ascended the Nine Dragons Terrace, but in the end, he was outmaneuvered and his story ended in disappointment.

The servants who had originally vowed to serve Prince Yu with their lives scattered like birds and beasts after the downfall of the Prince's mansion, fearing that they would be implicated. Only Duan Zhongmou remained.

And she was willing to lower herself to become a servant and wholeheartedly assist Chu Heng.

To Chu Heng, he was not a servant, but a mentor and friend.

"Where did you hide it?"

Chu Yanli's slender, jade-like fingers emitted a golden light, as if they were sharp blades churning inside her internal organs.

One careless move and you could poke a hole in an organ, with blood mixed with a yellowish-brown liquid flowing freely.

"puff!"

As his intestines were severed, Duan Zhongmou spat out a mouthful of black blood and died completely.

Chu Yanli turned to Chen Mo and asked, "Shouldn't this be enough? I didn't see any talismans."

Chen Mo frowned and said, "Then perhaps I guessed wrong."

"...You guessed wrong?"

Looking at Duan Zhongmou, who was no longer human, Chu Yanli frowned, the golden light at her fingertips receded, and she cleared her throat, saying, "Be careful next time."

"Yes," Chen Mo replied.

"..."

Chu Heng lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

These two weren't torturing Duan Zhongmou, but humiliating the entire Yu Prince's Mansion! However, in front of Chu Yanli, he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and could only swallow his anger even if he was beaten!

“Let’s put this case aside for now.” Chen Mo took out a stack of Xuan paper from his storage ring and placed it in front of Chu Heng, saying, “According to Yan Linghu’s confession, the mastermind behind the barbarian slave case is the Crown Prince. From the Grand Canal to the entry into the pass, every step was arranged by the Crown Prince…”

What are your thoughts on this?

Barbarian slaves?

Chu Yanli's eyes sharpened upon hearing this.

As a general guarding the southern border, her hands were stained with the blood of barbarians, so she was naturally extremely sensitive to this word.

Chu Heng didn't even glance at the contents of the paper, staring coldly at Chen Mo, his voice seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Without any concrete evidence, you're trying to implicate me based solely on a confession of dubious authenticity?"

"I'll say it again: either bring His Majesty's oral decree, or have the three judicial officials discuss it together... otherwise, don't get involved!"

Chen Mo's lips curled up, and he nodded, saying, "Alright, then please prepare yourself, Your Highness. I will personally come to take you to the Imperial Prison in no more than two days."

"Ha, utterly ridiculous!" Chu Heng scoffed. "Then I'll be waiting for you. Don't disappoint me!"

Chen Mo did not argue with him. He raised his chin and said to Jiang Wangye, "Hey, you in plain clothes... stop looking, I'm talking to you. Give me the token."

"..."

Jiang Wangye's expression was rather unpleasant.

However, seeing Duan Zhongmou's miserable state, he still silently handed the string of tokens to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo casually put it away, then cupped his hands to Chu Yanli and said, "Your Highness, I still have official business to attend to at the Ministry of Personnel, so I will take my leave now."

Chu Yanli nodded and said, "I'm leaving anyway, let's go together."

"Your Highness, please."

"Ah."

Chu Yanli got up and left the reception room, with Lü Shuangge following behind her, carrying a long sword.

Chen Mo bent down, picked up the cat, and walked towards the door.

The cat perched on his shoulder, its heterochromatic eyes fixed intently on the skeleton, seemingly yearning for something within it.

"Chen Mo..."

"It's quite an unexpected surprise to meet you for the first time!"

Jiang Wangye watched the departing figures of the group, his eyes flashing, and whispered, "I smelled a familiar scent on him... This is not good, Prince Chu, you must be careful."

Having said that, without waiting for Chu Heng's reply, she gently waved her fan, and her figure slowly dissipated like smoke.

The four people left one after another, and the hall became quiet.

Chu Heng sat in the chair, his face ashen, and said coldly, "Mr. Duan, the person is already gone, stop pretending."

thump--

Inside Duan Zhongmou's bloodied chest cavity, his heart, which had been dormant, began to beat again.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a rustling sound, several black tentacles pierced out from the heart, flying around like seaweed, rolling up the flesh and blood on the ground one by one, and reattaching it to the bones.

The muscles and tendons wriggled and connected themselves.

Once all the flesh and blood were put back in place, a human shape could be vaguely discerned.

Then, the black tentacles picked up the skin fragments and carefully pasted them one by one onto the exposed muscle tissue, quickly stitching them together as if threading a needle...

She looked like a tattered rag doll with all the cotton stuffing removed.

It was shriveled, ugly, and covered in patches.

"Hungry……"

Duan Zhongmou's voice was hoarse.

The body can be stitched up, but lost blood cannot be regenerated out of thin air.

A red light flashed in Chu Heng's left eye, and a crimson mist of blood emanated from under his clothes, surging towards Duan Zhongmou.

Duan Zhongmou opened his mouth and inhaled deeply, a satisfied expression appearing on his face. His shriveled body became plump, and the stitches on his skin gradually disappeared, eventually returning him to normal.

"call--"

Duan Zhongmou took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "That was close. If they had left even half an incense stick later, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on and would have been exposed."

Thinking of that golden aura, his eyes were filled with lingering fear.

Its power was so terrifying that it made it impossible for anyone to even think of resisting.

If he hadn't hidden the curse mark in his heart beforehand, thus deceiving Chu Yanli's senses, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
"Didn't you say you handled it cleanly? Why did Chen Mo even produce the footage from that time?" Chu Heng said in a deep voice, "And it happened in front of Princess Xuanhuang, almost causing a disaster!"

Duan Zhongmou frowned and said, "This old servant is certain that absolutely no clues were left behind. Chen Mo must have used some means to trace back to the scene at that time."

In order to leave no trace, he would first cover the entire mansion with his field before making his move to arrest people. Logically speaking, this should have been foolproof... but he never expected such a bizarre thing to happen!
"This old servant told the young master long ago that the city is in a state of high alert, and that making a rash move against the sect disciples could very well lead to trouble..."

"Alright, what's the point of saying all this now?"

"If I don't capture some powerful cultivators, how long will it take for my injuries to heal?"

Chu Heng gritted his teeth, his expression slightly ferocious. "But even if Chen Mo finds out, it doesn't matter. Even if he doesn't come looking for me, I'll still go looking for him! It's just that Princess Xuanhuang's attitude towards him is really hard to fathom..."

Remembering what Chen Mo said before he left, I had a strange bad feeling.

"impossible."

"Even after ascending the throne, His Majesty did not take any action against the Yu Prince's Mansion. How could he bear the infamy of fratricide for Chen Mo's sake?"

"Not to mention the Three Departments."

"Aside from having some influence in the Censorate, the Chen family is already at odds with the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review. Even if they were to propose a motion, it would have absolutely no chance of passing..."

With this thought in mind, Chu Heng felt somewhat at ease.

However, it's still necessary to make contingency plans...

"Mr. Duan."

"The old slave is here."

Duan Zhongmou approached Chu Heng and bowed, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"Go and get ready..."

Chu Heng whispered, and Duan Zhongmou's expression grew even more solemn, "Is this really how it should be? It seems there's truly no turning back..."

“Turning back? Do you think I still have a chance to turn back?” Chu Heng narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning bloodshot. “Do as I say. The Jiang family and Princess Xuanhuang have both been dragged into this. The situation is getting increasingly complicated. We can’t delay any longer…”

Duan Zhongmou frowned, hesitated, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Yes."

……

……

the other side.

As soon as Chen Mo stepped out of the Yu Prince's Mansion, he saw two figures standing beside the stone lions in front of the gate.

"Your Highness, you haven't left yet?" Chen Mo stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I'm waiting for you," Chu Yanli said frankly.

Chen Mo asked with some doubt, "Does Your Highness have any further instructions?"

Chu Yanli glanced at the cat in his arms and asked out of the blue, "Does your cat really know how to do backflips?"

?

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

After regaining my senses, I reached out and patted the cat's bottom.

"Meow~"

The cat, forced to perform, looked unwilling as it leaped from his arms, did a triple somersault in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.

Then it climbed up Chen Mo's calf to his shoulder, curled up into a ball, and lazily yawned.

"It doesn't look like a strange beast at all. I didn't expect it to be so intelligent. You've raised a wonderful cat..." Chu Yanli exclaimed, then changed the subject: "Why don't you let me play with it for a couple of days?"

Upon hearing this, the cat was instantly wide awake, its heterochromatic eyes fixed warily on the woman before it.

The little paws clung tightly to Chen Mo's clothes, as if afraid he would give her away.

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, "It's not that I'm being petty, but this silly cat has a bad temper and is hard to tame. I'm worried it might disturb Your Highness..."

Although Youji's soul has been sealed by the Daoist, Chu Yanli is no ordinary person. If she discovers anything amiss, it could lead to unnecessary trouble...

"what!"

The cat opened its mouth and hissed, striking a fierce pose.

"I wasn't talking about the cat, I was talking about you." Chu Yanli looked at Chen Mo, put her hands behind her back, and said indifferently, "If you make me happy, it wouldn't hurt to take you as a gigolo."

Chen Mo: ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)