Chapitre 61

Shen Qianmo, however, appeared relaxed and cheerful, seemingly not nervous at all. She looked at Shangguan Jin with a calm expression. The red line on Shangguan Jin's forehead was so red that it looked like it was about to drip blood. It seemed that the Gu poison was about to reach its peak. At that time, it would be an excruciating pain of being pierced by a thousand arrows.

The pure white sleeves were gently lifted. No one saw what Shen Qianmo did. They only felt a cool breeze sweep over them, which was both comfortable and refreshing, and also made them feel a little scared.

Just moments ago, Shangguan Jin was curled up on the ground in excruciating pain, but now he had closed his eyes. There was a bloody mark on his neck, the same one on his forehead, caused by Shen Qianmo's ribbon.

Shen Qianmo glanced coldly at Shangguan Jin. After all, he had never wronged her, yet she had used him. So, at least he wouldn't have to die so painfully.

Everyone who deserved to die is dead. Only this one, the most deserving of death, is still standing perfectly fine in front of me.

"Father, did you enjoy the show?" Shen Qianmo raised a flamboyant and sarcastic smile, her eyes sweeping lightly across Shen Lingyun's face, but Shen Lingyun felt as if a sharp sword had swept across him.

The guards surrounding Shen Lingyun at this moment also felt the terrifying power of this stunningly beautiful woman, and couldn't help but feel both fear and admiration.

Shen Lingyun stared coldly at Shen Qianmo, his eyes filled with barely concealed panic and fear. He said, "Mo'er, why are you going against your father?!"

Shen Qianmo seemed to have heard something amusing. She gently covered her lips and blinked her eyes, still looking like that innocent girl. The guards were all mesmerized, and they couldn't even hold their weapons.

"Father, that's quite an interesting question." Shen Qianmo's eyes slowly shifted from light innocence to dark gloom. She gave a cruel smile and said coldly.

Shen Lingyun gazed at his daughter and felt that although she was smiling, she was even more captivating than when she was holding a sword. That smile was like the sharpest sword in the world, weaving an impenetrable net that left him nowhere to hide.

"Hmph! Since your rebellious daughter's desire to kill her father will not change, I will not waste my breath. Let me see whether my many assassins are more powerful or your demon palace's monsters are more powerful!" From Shen Qianmo's attitude, Shen Lingyun understood that there was no room for maneuver, so he also turned cold and said ruthlessly.

"Rebellious daughter?! Demon?!" Shen Qianmo raised her eyes, her gaze filled with mockery and ruthlessness. She slowly said, "Father, Qianmo doesn't like people slandering me, and she won't allow anyone to slander the people I care about!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" After pushing the guard to the ground, Shen Lingyun was afraid that Shen Qianmo would take the opportunity to kill him.

"Shengge!" Shen Qianmo called out with a light smile, but this call was imbued with inner strength. Shengge, who was waiting outside the courtyard, quickly led the people from the Demon Palace into the courtyard.

When the people from the Demon Palace entered the courtyard, the guards had not yet begun to move, which shows how fast and skilled the people from the Demon Palace were.

"What kind of movement technique is this? How can it be so fast?" The guards looked at the people from the Demon Palace who had appeared silently and exchanged bewildered glances, a sense of fear already rising in their hearts.

"Those who are willing to surrender, I will not kill." Shen Qianmo glanced at the guards leisurely, her tone indifferent, yet leaving no room for doubt. Her expression was so nonchalant, as if their surrender or not would not affect the outcome, and that her words were merely a gesture of mercy, granting them a way out.

Everyone knows the power of the Demon Palace. Today, witnessing the speed of the Demon Palace's people firsthand, many of the guards are wavering.

After the first guard laid down his weapon, more and more guards followed suit. Shen Lingyun's expression grew even more gloomy as he watched the guards walk up behind Shen Qianmo.

"You want to live? Don't you care about your wives and children?!" Shen Lingyun threatened the hesitant guards viciously.

Sure enough, after these words were spoken, the guards who were hesitating about whether to put down their weapons gripped them tightly again. They could not let their families be implicated!

“I admire those who are willing to give their lives for their families.” Shen Qianmo glanced indifferently at the guards who had gripped their weapons again because of Shen Lingyun’s words, and a harmless smile appeared on her lips. “But your families have already been settled in the Demon Palace’s branch.”

"Really?" one of the guards questioned.

Shen Qianmo glanced at him coldly and said indifferently, "Why would I need to lie to you? Whether you live or die is your choice. I won't interfere."

These words sent a shiver down the spines of the remaining guards. "Live or die, the choice is yours"—what arrogant words! The meaning was crystal clear: if they refused to give up the fight, they would face certain death.

"How could that be! You're talking nonsense!" Shen Lingyun glared at Shen Qianmo, his feigned composure gone, and he roared hysterically.

Shen Qianmo glanced at Shen Lingyun sideways, her eyes filled with sarcasm. "Nonsense?! Shen Lingyun, in your entire life, besides yourself, have you ever cared about anyone else?! Do you think anyone would be loyal to a master like you?! Or do you think my Demon Palace doesn't have the power to do so?!"

"You." Shen Lingyun's face turned pale at Shen Qianmo's words.

"Palace Master, please give the order!" Sheng Ge's cold and indifferent voice abruptly interrupted Shen Qianmo's words, and Shen Qianmo turned to look at Sheng Ge.

Sheng Ge's handsome face was cold, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, but his gaze remained icy.

Shen Qianmo smiled knowingly, a sly glint in her eyes. "Shengge, what's the rush? I still need to catch up with the Prime Minister."

"Yes." Shengge concealed the impatience in her eyes, her gaze turning cold as she looked into the distance, as if she no longer cared about Shen Qianmo's existence.

Shen Qianmo gritted her teeth. This Shengge was always so cold; she couldn't even tease him! Fine, let's deal with this last matter.

"Father, if you have nothing more to say, let's prepare to depart." Shen Qianmo glanced coldly at Shen Lingyun, looked at her pale fingers, and smiled, "Father, do you want Qianmo to do it herself, or do it myself?"

Looking into Shen Qianmo's cold eyes, Shen Lingyun felt as if he had fallen into an endless purgatory, with no hope of survival. The unwillingness in his eyes gradually turned into despair.

A red shadow flashed by, too fast to see clearly, and Shen Lingyun had already turned into a cold corpse.

"Since he is heartless, why should you show mercy?" The domineering and arrogant words were filled with deep affection and heartache. All the people saw was the stunningly beautiful man in red robes gently stroking Shen Qianmo's hair. His eyes, as deep as a pool, were now shining with a gentle light, and the smile on his lips was tender and doting. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it could not compare to even a fraction of the man's smile.

Shen Qianmo did not answer Situ Jingyan's question, but only glanced coldly at Shen Lingyun's corpse, a fleeting pain in her eyes.

It's finally all over! Not a single one of those who wronged her has been spared. But there's still some pain in her heart. The more you hate someone, the more you hurt yourself.

Situ Jingyan was right; she truly couldn't bring herself to kill her father. Even though that father was ruthless and heartless, and even though she truly hated him to the core, when it came to actually doing it, she still couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Mo'er, I know that your heart is actually the warmest in this world." Situ Jingyan leaned against the top of Shen Qianmo's head, his tone very soft and gentle, barely audible to Shen Qianmo.

"The warmest things are often the coldest. Everything in the world, when it reaches its extreme, will turn into its opposite." Shen Qianmo merely gave a cryptic smile, a hazy mist flashing in her eyes, seemingly real yet unreal, making it impossible to discern her true feelings at that moment.

Situ Jingyan didn't say anything more, but just leaned close to Shen Qianmo, as if he wanted to close the distance between them so that he could transfer all the warmth he had left to this woman.

Chapter Eleven: The World Situation [Handwritten Update]

"Those who are willing to follow me, tell Shengge. Those who are not, then disperse. I have already sent all your families back." Shen Qianmo glanced indifferently at the guards who were still surrounding the residence and refused to leave, said this casually, and then leaped away from Shangguan Jin's mansion.

Qi Yue is going to be destroyed, isn't she? Everything is finally over. A strange weariness stirs within me. Weariness? This is a feeling I haven't had in many years. I always thought her heart was strong enough, but it turns out she's not invincible after all.

"Mo'er, you're walking so fast, I can't keep up." Situ Jingyan followed Shen Qianmo all the way back to the inn, but deliberately didn't chase after her. It wasn't that he really couldn't catch up, but that he didn't want to.

He understood that Shen Qianmo wanted to think about it alone, so Situ Jingyan silently followed behind her without saying a word. When they arrived at the inn, Situ Jingyan saw that Shen Qianmo's expression had softened, and then he pretended to complain.

Upon hearing Situ Jingyan's words, Shen Qianmo raised an eyebrow slightly, her dark eyes fixed on him. After a long while, she finally broke into a smile as captivating as the rising sun, saying with a touch of allure and domineering confidence, "Didn't Jingyan say he wanted to marry me as his empress? How can you not catch up with me?"

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