I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 337 The Emperor's Mind! The Fairy is Going to Have a Baby?!
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Qi Chengze looked bewildered.

To solve this "Tianyuan Chess Game", one needs not only calmness in the face of change, but also a good overall perspective. It is a great test of one's temperament, character, and mental strength.

Although Chen Mo is quick-witted, his chess skills are indeed lacking, roughly on par with Ling Yishan, that terrible chess player.

Predicting that he can break the deadlock in about fifty rounds is already overestimating him.

But it only took three rounds!
And the way to break the deadlock was actually by chiseling a hole through the chessboard?!
"Old man, no wonder you wanted to bet with me. So you were waiting for me here? You've already talked to him about it?" Qi Chengze came to his senses, his face turning ugly, thinking that he had been set up.

Ling Yishan was also a bit bewildered at this moment, shaking his head and saying, "Do you think I can predict the future? Besides, you set up this game, who would have thought it would be so flimsy?"

The reason Ling Yishan was so certain that Chen Mo could emerge within ten rounds was partly because he believed in the boy's talent, and partly because he was indeed bluffing.

His lifespan was already nearing its end, so even the most precious magical treasures were just external possessions to him.

Ling Ningzhi's cultivation method is not the same as his, so keeping the Heavenly Secret Lock is useless. It's better to use it to try for an opportunity.

Losing is fine, since Qi Chengze is one of our own. Accepting the treasure is just a favor. But if we win, it will provide an extra layer of protection for the two of us.

With the blessing of divine insight, one can anticipate the enemy's moves and avoid being schemed against, making the road ahead much easier.

"Not you?"

Qi Chengze calmed down, his brows furrowing.

Given their long-standing friendship, they naturally understood each other's personalities and wouldn't resort to such despicable means.

"I was so focused on making a bet with Ling Yishan that I didn't pay attention to the game..."

"How on earth did this kid do it?"

He focused his gaze on the table, his third eye opened, emitting rays of silver light, and the broken pieces of wood rose into the air, as if turned upside down, and reassembled into a complete chessboard.

Immediately afterwards, the scene that had just occurred began to repeat itself.

After the third round began, Chen Mo did nothing, silently standing in the corner, letting the white pieces take shape.

He suddenly moved when the great dragon came to life, baring its fangs and lunging to tear at him.

His body swelled up under some unknown force, almost as big as a dragon. He grabbed the dragon's teeth with one hand and the dragon's horn with the other. He rooted himself to the ground, spun around, and flung the dragon away, slamming it hard onto the chessboard!
He was relentless in his pursuit of power, swinging his arm around as if pulling noodles!
Boom boom boom——

The chessboard trembled, teetering on the verge of collapse.

The dragon was covered in cracks, emitting piercing howls, and was finally smashed to pieces, scattering in all directions.

Chen Mo plucked the dragon horn, raised it high, and used it to fiercely chisel into the ravine beneath his feet. With a powerful and heavy impact, the crack gradually widened.

In no time, the chessboard was chiseled into several pieces...

"..."

Everyone present fell silent.

Qi Chengze's eyelids twitched. He had personally set up this chess game, which was suppressed by the power of laws and could not be used with true essence. How did Chen Mo manage to do it?
"Who taught you to break the deadlock like that?"

“Of course it’s you, Supervisor,” Chen Mo said.

"Me?" Qi Chengze frowned and said, "When did I tell you to dismantle the chessboard?"

"Just now, the Supervisor himself said that one must step outside the game to become a player from a pawn," Chen Mo said calmly. "But if I play the game step by step, am I still following the rules set by others? On a higher level of the game, wouldn't I still be just a pawn?"

Qi Chengze was stunned upon hearing this.

"So that's why you chose to use brute force?"

"It's meaningless to play a game that someone else has created, no matter how well you play it. If you want to completely break free from the game, you have to decide for yourself how to play."

Chen Mo pointed to the shattered dragon and said, "This is how I play."

Qi Chengze stared blankly at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with disbelief.

These words may seem naive, but upon closer examination, they send chills down your spine.

Not content with being a player, but aspiring to be the one who establishes the way of the game?

Perhaps, in a sense, this is the correct way to solve the Tianyuan Chess Game?
Moreover, Qi Chengze could see that Chen Mo was not an ambitious person, but rather possessed an arrogance that refused to be subordinate to others, which was the most valuable quality...

Ling Yishan snapped out of his shock, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and a smile curving his lips.

"A bet is a bet. Given your status and position, surely you wouldn't break your word?"

"...Old man, you're quite lucky."

Although Qi Chengze was unhappy, he had nothing to say. He raised his hand and pointed, and a silver light suddenly entered Chen Mo's spiritual platform.

A system notification flashed before my eyes:

[Acquired cultivation technique: "True Understanding of Observing the World"]

"This is..." Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Good stuff, why don't you hurry up and thank the Inspector?" Ling Yishan said with a smile.

Chen Mo, being astute, rose and bowed, "Thank you, Master Qi, for imparting the Dharma..."

"Stop." Qi Chengze raised his hand to stop him and said, "I can't bear such a huge karmic burden. Just think of this cultivation technique as something that fell from the sky. How far you can cultivate it depends on your own comprehension and destiny."

"And you don't need to thank me. Putting aside the festival, you also saved my grandson's life, so we're even."

"Your grandson?"

Chen Mo was somewhat puzzled.

Ling Yishan, who was standing to the side, explained, "Qi Yifeng, the retainer of the Demon Suppression Division, went on a mission to the Northern Frontier with you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo vaguely remembered that he and Constable Lin had encountered an ambush by the demon race, accidentally entered the body of the ancient tree, and obtained the Heavenly Origin Spirit Fruit and the Creation Golden Branch.

However, the Qi family has always been low-key, so he didn't think of it that way.

Qi Chengze hesitated for a moment, then took out a plaque from his pocket and placed it on the table. "If there's anything urgent, you can come to the observatory to find me. Otherwise, try not to contact me..."

Having said that, his figure became blurred and vanished into clouds and mist.

Chen Mo picked up the plaque. It was made of sandalwood and had a delicate feel. The front was engraved with the stars in the sky, while the back was engraved with the words "impermanence".

"Tsk, there's an unexpected bonus..."

He was just wondering how to get into the observatory when this happened, it was like a godsend.

However, one should not be too hasty. A hasty visit would only arouse suspicion. One should find a suitable excuse.

At this moment, Ling Yishan spoke up, "Zhi'er, you can go down now. I have something I'd like to discuss with Lord Chen alone."

"That's...ok."

Ling Ningzhi looked slightly worried as she left the courtyard, glancing back every few steps.

Only the two of them remained in the courtyard, and the air grew quiet.

Ling Yishan leaned back weakly in the recliner, took a deep breath, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Pretending is so tiring..."

Under Chen Mo's horrified gaze, the lush locust tree behind him rapidly withered, its branches and leaves turning dry and yellow, as if it had instantly lost its vitality!
At the same time, Ling Yishan's face turned ashen, and he looked more than ten years older than before!

"Old Ling, this..."

"What's the big deal? Haven't you ever seen someone about to die?"

Ling Yishan waved his hand dismissively and said, "That bald monk is indeed quite skilled. He damaged the source of the disease, and now it's beyond saving... By the way, Zhi'er doesn't know about this yet. Don't let it slip. I don't want to see her crying."

Chen Mo frowned and said, "But we can't keep this a secret forever, can we?"

"Let's keep it a secret for as long as we can," Ling Yishan said helplessly. "She's at the crucial moment of breaking through to the next realm, so we can't afford to be distracted. But you, kid, you've become a Grandmaster without us even realizing it. That's really outrageous." "It's just a bit of luck," Chen Mo said.

“Luck is also a part of strength. I believe my talent is no less than anyone else’s, but I lack that little bit of luck.” Ling Yishan looked somewhat unwilling, then shook his head and said, “There’s no point in talking about this now. I asked you to stay because I have something to ask you.”

"Please speak freely, Elder Ling."

"The Empress granted you the opportunity to enter the third level of the Heavenly Martial Treasury. What magical artifact did you choose?"

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Chen Mo didn't expect the other party to ask this question.

Grandpa Jin had specifically instructed him not to tell anyone else about this, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Ling Yishan narrowed his eyes, already having made up his mind.

really……

"Alright, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't." Ling Yishan took the initiative to change the subject. "There aren't many trustworthy people in Kyoto. Qi Chengze is one of them. If you and Zhi'er encounter difficulties in the future, you can ask him for help."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and a bronze lock appeared out of thin air.

The lock is shaped like an animal head and is covered with mottled rust. The chain has nine sections, each engraved with ancient seal script.

Ling Yishan gently wiped the copper lock with his palm, his eyes seemingly filled with nostalgia.

"I suffered a lot for it back then... cough cough, Qi Chengze has been eyeing this thing for a long time. If you give it to him, he'll do anything."

"..."

Chen Mo frowned, sensing that something was wrong.

Why does it sound like someone is making their final arrangements?
"I heard from Zhi'er that as long as one refines the Creation Golden Pill, one can reshape one's origin. Elder Ling, there's no need to be in such a hurry, is there?"

"It's easier said than done, but it's harder than climbing to heaven."

Ling Yishan remained calm and said, "I know you have Heavenly Origin Spirit Fruit and several immortal herbs. Ji Hongxiu also said that she could help with alchemy. The problem is, I don't have that much time."

He still held onto a sliver of hope.

With the Daoist Master's expertise in alchemy, if his cultivation were to advance further, he might actually be able to form an elixir.

But now his lifespan is almost over, and half a year is just a blink of an eye. How much stronger can Ji Hongxiu become?
It is almost impossible to gather all the materials and refine the Creation Golden Elixir in such a short time.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment and said, "How about I ask Your Highness for help?"

"You mean Yu Youhan?" Ling Yishan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Although Consort Yu is incredibly powerful, she's no match for Ji Hongxiu in the arts of cultivation. If the two of them joined forces, there might be a chance, but that's impossible..."

"It would be good enough if those two didn't fight to the death, how could they possibly cooperate in alchemy for my sake?"

Not necessarily.

Chen Mo didn't say much, but silently made a note of it.

"I have little attachment to this mortal world, the only thing I can't let go of is Zhi'er."

"You are surrounded by beautiful women and have accumulated many romantic entanglements. You are not a good match, but since Zhi'er is willing to be with you, I cannot stop her."

Ling Yishan looked at Chen Mo and said, "I just hope you know what's going on and don't let her down."

Chen Mo said solemnly, "Don't worry, Elder Ling, my feelings for Zhi'er are genuine."

"Whether it's genuine or feigned," Ling Yishan said in a low voice, "Zhi'er is simple-minded. You're the only man she's ever truly committed to. If you're going to lie to her, you'd better keep lying to her for the rest of your life..."

There was no threat in his words, only a sincere exhortation from an old man.

It seems he has completely lost his will to live.

"Alright, I'm tired, I won't keep you any longer."

Ling Yishan leaned back in his recliner, looking exhausted. "Also, you'd better not get involved in the Wuwang Temple matter. That monk Huineng's identity is rather complicated, and he's not someone to be trifled with... Anyway, we've already obtained the dragon energy, and he's achieved his goal. He won't be coming to Tiandu City again..."

"actually……"

Chen Mo scratched his head, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Ji Lianxing intercepted the dragon energy midway, and it's still hidden in her navel.

But this is a complicated matter, otherwise it might involve the Moon Radiance Sect.

He wanted to inquire further about Huineng's identity, but seeing that Ling Yishan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was resting, he didn't ask any more questions.

"This junior will take his leave and will visit Elder Ling again in a few days."

Chen Mo bowed respectfully and then left the courtyard.

wow-

A gentle breeze blew, the branches swayed, and before we knew it, the courtyard was covered with fallen leaves.

A faint sigh drifted on the wind.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless; fate is inescapable..."

……

……

Chen Mo walked out of the courtyard, where Ling Ningzhi was waiting outside the veranda. Upon seeing him, she hurriedly came to greet him.

"What did Grandpa say to you? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Ling Ningzhi knew her old man's temper and was worried that the two of them would have a falling out.

"No." Chen Mo pinched her cheek and said with a smile, "Old Master Ling asked me when I could marry you. He's still waiting to hold his great-grandson."

"Great-great-grandson?!"

Ling Ningzhi's face flushed bright red instantly, and she stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance. "Who wants to have a baby with you? That's not even a question yet! What nonsense is Grandpa spouting again..."

"Isn't it just a matter of time? Does the Daoist Master not want to?" Chen Mo asked.

"Well, that's not entirely true..."

Ling Ningzhi bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and said softly, "Even if we really want a baby, we have to wait for Zhixia to have one first. How can I always rush her to do things? Even if Zhixia doesn't say it, she will be unhappy inside."

The mere fact that she was with Chen Mo already made her feel guilty.

Moreover, she wasn't prepared to make false accusations.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "We're all sisters, so it doesn't matter who goes first or last. At worst, you can help her feed the babies more often. Anyway, with the Daoist's strength, feeding ten or eight babies shouldn't be a problem."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Ling Ningzhi pinched him angrily, "Ten or eight? Do you think I'm a dairy cow?!"

After the two joked around for a while, Ling Ningzhi seemed to remember something, her expression turned serious, and a hint of worry appeared between her brows and eyes.

Chen Mo guessed what she was thinking and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll find a way to take care of Elder Ling's health. There's still a long future ahead."

"Ah."

Ling Ningzhi responded softly.

Just then, Chen Mo caught a glimpse of a figure in blue walking towards the inner courtyard out of the corner of his eye, and his expression froze.

"Shanggong Sun?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the sound, Lady Sun stopped in her tracks, turned around, and looked on with some surprise. "Lord Chen? What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)