Chapter 19: As Expected, Am I Still Not Strong Enough…

“Your Highness.”

In the early morning, Jiang Qingshang returned to her Saintess Peak. Along the way, all the handmaidens of the Saintess Peak, upon seeing the Saintess, folded their slender hands over their thighs and curtsied in salute.

Jiang Qingshang did not respond all the way, simply returning to her own room.

The young woman was in a very bad mood. Recently, there had been no major matters in the Holy Land, and she had wanted to spend more time with Lin Pei. But her personal handmaiden had found her in Luo City, stating that an ominous demonic artifact had appeared in the courtyard.

“What’s going on?”

With a head full of questions, Jiang Qingshang asked as she walked.

“Replying to Your Highness, Xiao Chan does not know either. It’s just that today, while tidying Your Highness’s room, there was a strange object in Your Highness’s room, emitting an ominous aura,” Xiao Chan replied softly.

Jiang Qingshang’s willow-like brows furrowed, like ripples on a green pond.

Apart from Xiao Chan, Jiang Qingshang dismissed all the other handmaidens, forbidding them from approaching, and cast layers of spells on the courtyard.

Opening the door, sure enough, the overflowing demonic qi diffused throughout the room. The demonic artifact originated from a long object on the table, the white cloth wrapped around it covered in incantations.

“Your Highness!”

Seeing Her Highness walk forward, Xiao Chan wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Jiang Qingshang directly untied the white cloth wrapped around the demonic sword’s scabbard. In an instant, the demonic qi flared up! It shot straight into the clouds! The passive formation arrays of the Saintess Peak were all activated, converging on a small courtyard, tightly locking the demonic sword’s qi within the courtyard.

Within the boudoir, there was only the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, trembling the heartstrings, directly pointing at the Dao heart!
The desire to possess Her Highness.

The desire for a lily-like bloom with Her Highness.

The desire to not let anyone get close to Her Highness.

Xiao Chan only felt all sorts of desires breeding and surging in her heart.

Jiang Qingshang took off the necklace from her fair neck. With a casual wave, a holy stone landed in her arms, and holy light enveloped Xiao Chan! Only then did those endlessly growing desires slowly dissipate.

But at the table, that stunningly beautiful woman no longer had any protective magic treasures for her mind, forcefully clashing with it with her Dao heart!

“This is the demonic sword’s scabbard?”

The holy young woman with her dancing black hair only felt a certain desire in her heart growing continuously, even uncontrollably.

“It’s rather interesting.”

The young woman’s eyes were sharp and cold, like an ice empress. With a forceful grip of her slender hand, the demonic sword scabbard’s aura completely dissipated! Within the wailing was the unwillingness of thousands!
The Saintess Peak’s formation arrays receded, and the courtyard returned to normal. Spiritual energy filled the courtyard and cleansed the residual demonic energy.

Xiao Chan, who had seen the entire process, had her small mouth agape, her heart like a peach blossom, her eyes overflowing with a mixture of worship and astonishment.

Although Xiao Chan was Jiang Qingshang’s personal handmaiden, she was also a personal guardian, a direct disciple, and her cultivation was at the Golden Core realm!

But she had only been in contact with that black qi for less than a breath, and she felt she was about to lose her mind, sinking into desire and unable to extricate herself.

But she never expected that Her Highness the Saintess, relying only on her Dao heart and conviction, would suppress this ancient demonic baleful qi…
This… is this the genius woman who, in a hundred years, is destined to suppress the number one demon lord of all ages?

“Who put this scabbard here?” Tossing the demonic sword’s scabbard, Jiang Qingshang casually threw it aside like trash, paying it no mind.

The entire demonic sword scabbard was not feeling good. This woman had suppressed it with just her will, and now she was being casually thrown around…
This scabbard is, at any rate, the demonic guide for one of the ten great ancient demonic weapons. Can you show some respect…
“Xiao Chan does not know… I ask for Your Highness’s punishment…”

“Forget it.”

Jiang Qingshang propped her chin with her elbow. Her contemplative appearance was like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, quietly beautiful and full of temptation, yet it made people shrink back. Even Xiao Chan, a woman, was captivated.

The protective mountain formation of the Saintess Peak was second only to the main formation of the Violet Mist Holy Land.

Jiang Qingshang knew that unless one held her token, they could enter and exit any part of the Goddess Peak.

Otherwise, even an Immortal realm cultivator couldn’t dream of entering silently.

And she had only given her tokens to Xiao Chan and Lengyue, mainly so that if anything happened to Lin Pei, Lengyue could find her without any obstruction.

But Jiang Qingshang also knew that this demonic sword’s scabbard was definitely not brought by Xiao Chan, nor could it be Lengyue.

Because Lengyue couldn’t possibly defeat those few Nascent Soul realm cultivators from the Black Dragon Sect, nor would she fail to report to her.

Then who could it be?

Thinking again of that courtyard in Luo City, Jiang Qingshang’s heart grew even more solemn.

From the time she learned the news to the time she rushed to that courtyard in Luo City, it was less than a total of one incense stick’s time, yet the fight in the courtyard was already over! And one person had escaped in a panic, protected by a secret treasure.

Even if a Jade-Pu realm cultivator fought against three Nascent Soul realm cultivators, if the Nascent Soul realm cultivators fought to the death, the battle range would cover at least half of Luo City!
But in the end, the battle range was only that courtyard. In other words, those elders of the Black Dragon Sect were killed before they could even fight to the death?!
This person was at least at the Immortal realm!
But which Immortal realm cultivator would appear in Luo City? And why would they send the demonic sword’s scabbard to my Saintess Peak?

Jiang Qingshang was completely baffled.

At the same time, as Jiang Qingshang’s mind began to wander, the residual power of the demonic sword’s scabbard, suppressed in her heart, began to manifest.

In Jiang Qingshang’s heart, the desires that had been infinitely magnified by the demonic sword’s scabbard began to swell uncontrollably!

“Send the demonic sword’s scabbard to the Spirit Tool Hall! I have something to attend to!”

With that, Jiang Qingshang bit her red lip lightly and quickly stood up to leave!

“Yes!”

Xiao Chan responded solemnly, but there was a hint of disappointment in her heart.

She had never seen Her Highness in such a hurry. She believed that the matter Her Highness was going to handle was definitely very important! But, she couldn’t share Her Highness’s burden.

As expected, am I still not strong enough…
“You’re back, Qing’er. Come and see what I just made… eh?”

Lin Xun was still tinkering with saltpeter to make ice in the courtyard, planning to make ice cream to surprise his wife, when the courtyard gate opened. Jiang Qingshang, in a light blue long dress, walked straight towards Lin Xun.

Before Lin Xun could react, Jiang Qingshang threw herself into Lin Xun’s arms, hugging him tightly, her soft body pressing against him, her fragrance alluring.

“What’s wrong?”

Through the light gauze, Lin Xun held her soft and smooth willow-like waist, gently stroking the ends of her hair.

“It’s nothing.” The young woman lifted her beautiful head, stood lightly on her tiptoes, and pressed her lips tightly against his.

The ancient demonic artifact could disturb one’s mind, infinitely magnifying the sand-like desires in one’s heart, eventually swallowing and sinking the person.

Although the young woman had suppressed the demonic sword’s scabbard, she was also affected by the demonic artifact’s mind-disturbing power. The desires in her heart had long since filled her being.

But that demonic sword’s scabbard did not know that in her heart, there was only him. All her desires were also only about him.

In the courtyard, the wind rose and fell, the shadows of the trees leaned against each other, not leaving for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)