Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 438: Stealing chicken but losing rice
The demoness Taiqing, who had been lurking in the shadows of the void outside the Cliff of Inquiry, waiting for her chance, now had a blood-red light in her eyes that was a mixture of wild joy and cruelty!
What she was waiting for was the moment when Duan Huaige's mind was in turmoil, his greed, anger, and delusion reached their peak, violently clashed with the laws of the Questioning Heart Cliff, and his defenses developed a fatal crack!
"The mortal world is a sea of ​​sins, filled with countless desires and demonic thoughts, entangled by karma! Seed!"

Taiqing's hands flew, forming intricate and bizarre demonic hand seals. A dense, almost corrupting demonic aura surged around her, coalescing into a solid, dark, and ominous aura of demonic light!

This demonic light is not simply energy; its core is composed of countless twisting, writhing, black causal lines that appear to be alive!

These "black causal threads," born from the combined forces of the Taiqing Primordial Demonic Qi and Duan Huaige's own intense obsession, will, once successfully planted in his sea of ​​consciousness, entangle and distort all the emotional causal relationships between him and his four confidantes like maggots clinging to bones!
He twisted pure love into a morbid possessiveness, and transformed the promise of protection into a destructive obsession, ultimately corrupting his Dao heart and causing him to collapse and fall into demonic ways amidst endless torment of love and self-doubt, becoming the most perfect tool in Taiqing's hands!

Duan Huaige sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. Who would have thought that Taiqing, that old fox, would actually pull a feint, pretending to turn back to Kunlun Ruins and order the military to be on high alert, while actually sending a clone to make a show of it, while his real body came to ambush Duan Huaige.

The worst part is, she actually managed to ambush me! How infuriating! If all my wings were here, anyone logging into my main account would be in serious trouble!
My life is over! I'm really going to be corrupted by the evil witch Taiqing... My dear Xiao Jiang, Cang Ling, Shuang Jiang... and Qiu Qiu...!
At this critical moment—the Mirror of All Living Beings in Duan Huaige's arms suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant and clear light!
However, this clear light was not purely protective. It seemed to be stimulated by Duan Huaige's boiling obsession and the chaotic laws of the Questioning Heart Cliff, causing some unpredictable change! Instead of forming a shield, the clear light became like an out-of-control vortex, suddenly swirling towards the filthy demonic light that was shooting towards it!

At the same time, the Karma Wheel in the Landscape Painting also began to slowly turn!

boom!
The clear light of the Mirror of All Beings, Duan Huaige's greed, anger, and ignorance, the dark light of the Wheel of Karma, the chaotic Buddhist light of the Cliff of Inquiry, and the filthy demonic light of Taiqing—these five forces collided in an extremely bizarre and completely unexpected manner less than three feet in front of Duan Huaige!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but space itself twisted and collapsed violently like ripples on water! A miniature "singularity" radiating chaotic and colorful light was instantly generated, unleashing an irresistible and terrifying suction force!
"Damn it—Mirror of All Beings! Wheel of Karma!" Taiqing's expression changed slightly. She felt that a part of her original consciousness and causal threads were forcibly peeled off and torn apart by that strange "singularity"!
Duan Huaige also felt his soul being violently pulled out, and everything in front of him—the chaotic Buddha light, the astonished demoness, the shaking cliffs—fleeted away and disintegrated like a faded painting!
Consciousness slowly coalesced from the chaos.

There was no tension, no raging demonic thoughts. The air was filled with the clear chirping of birds, and the delicate aroma of rice porridge lingered in the air.

Duan Huaige suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a wooden window frame covered with simple paper, through which the gentle morning sunlight streamed in. He lay on a kang (a heated brick bed), covered with a cotton quilt that smelled of soap.

This is... an extremely ordinary farmhouse?

He sat up with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and looked around. Mud walls, a dirt floor, neatly stacked firewood in the corner, and a rough pottery teapot on the table. Everything exuded an extremely ordinary, down-to-earth atmosphere.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open. A figure walked in carrying a steaming hot earthenware bowl.

Duan Huaige's pupils suddenly contracted, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly!
The one who walked in was none other than Taiqing! But the Taiqing before him was completely different from the enchanting and cunning witch he knew, who regarded all living beings as ants!

She wore a faded, coarse cloth dress, her long, black hair loosely tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, a few stray strands falling across her smooth forehead. Her stunningly beautiful face, capable of captivating all, was now unadorned, yet radiated an unprecedented purity and…gentleness? She carefully held the bowl, her gaze focused, as if she were holding a priceless treasure.

"Husband...Husband? You're awake?" Taiqing's voice was as soft as a feather, carrying a hint of shy joy, and two natural blushes appeared on her cheeks. She quickly walked to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and handed the bowl to Duan Huaige. "Quickly, drink some millet porridge while it's hot to warm your stomach. I...I cooked it for a long time."

Duan Huaige was struck dumb, frozen in place, his mind blank. He looked at the perfectly cooked golden rice porridge in the bowl, exuding the fragrance of grains, and then at the woman in front of him with her eyes lowered, filled with shyness and expectation, and couldn't help but slowly type a question mark.

?

"Husband?"

"Mmm!" Taiqing nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling with complete dependence. "You were exhausted from working in the fields yesterday, so it's only right that you get some more sleep. Try this, I cooked it a little longer, it's very soft and tender." She even picked up a spoon, scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it gently, and then naturally held it to Duan Huaige's lips, her movements gentle to the point of reverence.

"Ancestor, calm down, I'm scared." Duan Huaige shrank back: "Where's your Heavenly Demon Emperor Domain Soul Banner?"

"What Heavenly Demon Emperor's Domain Soul Banner? How could I possibly possess such a demonic creature? I was once the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land, and I am irreconcilably opposed to evil demons and heretics."

"And why are you calling me 'Ancestor'... I'm clearly your lawfully wedded wife... Or are you trying to play role-playing in broad daylight... Husband, you're so naughty! I'll punish you with a bite! Come on, ah~"

Duan Huaige subconsciously opened his mouth. The warm rice porridge slid down his throat, carrying the natural sweetness of the grains. The taste... was actually alright?
"Would you like some noodles, my lord? I've cooked some."

He looked at Taiqing. She wore a coarse cloth apron, the hem still stained with a bit of stove ash. Those delicate hands, which once held the power to turn the world upside down and destroy cities with a flick of their fingers, were now clumsily but earnestly holding a bowl and handing him a spoon. In her eyes, there was no calculation, no allure, only pure concern and…love?
It was an expression he never expected to appear on that face, as pure as a mountain spring, yet more captivating than any seductive art!

"Ancestor, please stop playing with me..." Duan Huaige hurriedly begged for mercy, "Am I already dead? Am I inside your Heavenly Demon Soul Banner right now?"

"Hahahaha, it's fake, it's all fake... I must be faking it... Waaaaaah..."

(End of this chapter)