Chapter 0070

Chapter 70: The Cute Devil Sovereign, Fooled Online

Red Dust Mountain, Joyous Union Sect.

“I’m a little devil sovereign, la-la-la-la-la, I’m going to make my Joyous Union Sect look so pretty:” Liu Yan and the Holy Heart devil sovereign were eating hotpot and singing, living the easy life.

The Holy Heart devil sovereign was especially relaxed; ever since she came here, she basically entered early retirement and slacked off. The key point was that, by the rules of reincarnation and rebirth, she was only one year old right now.

“Devil sovereign, to avenge the past and restore our old glory, you should practice today,” urged Liu Yan again and again.

The Mystic Heaven Nine Flowers Grand Array seemed to have a spirit of its own. Seeing the two of them work hard, it rewarded them with spirit herbs and medicines every day. So the two of them kept nourishing their bodies all the time, with no enemies chasing them and no need to carry the fate of a whole race. It felt amazing.

“Ah? You want me to cultivate? Are you serious? I’m still a child… let’s do it tomorrow… no, the day after tomorrow,” blinked the Holy Heart devil sovereign, her big black gem-like eyes shining. She was small in size but full of little schemes. [What stupid devil sovereign title. Whoever wants it can have it!]

Just then, the air rippled with a hazy wave. The two of them perked up at once. Based on past experience, this meant the “Array Arts eldest master” was using spatial power to send them some warmth. What delicious “treat” would arrive this time?

Under their expectant gaze, a young man’s figure appeared in the void. Liu Yan’s pupils shrank and she froze.

“What is that? Is it a spirit herb that can take human form? We’ve struck gold!” The Holy Heart devil sovereign looked excited. She pointed at the hotpot and said to Zhou Tong: “Hurry and get in the pot!”

“You get in the pot,” said Zhou Tong.

“It can talk, how magical. You’re definitely a rare treasure. I’m going to eat you!”

“You’re the rare treasure, your whole family is rare treasures,” said Zhou Tong, exasperated.

Liu Yan went numb on the side. It seemed the rumors were true. Rebirth really did lower one’s IQ. Though the devil sovereign’s knowledge remained and her personality was preserved, her way of thinking had become childish. In short, she was now simple-minded.

“Devil sovereign, this is Young Master Zhou, and he is the master of this place,” said Liu Yan.

“Ah!” The Holy Heart’s face changed and she grew very nervous. Based on her guess, this was likely a human powerhouse disguised as a youth, and he probably knew her identity from her past life.

“Don’t be nervous, I will not harm you,” said Zhou Tong with a kind smile, looking her up and down and growing more satisfied the more he looked. “By the rules of reincarnation, only those who have never killed humans can choose to be reborn as humans. You are not our enemy.”

“You’re such a good person,” said Holy Heart in tears of gratitude.

“Of course. But I want to ask: now that you’ve become human, can you still use the Devil Race’s gifted secret arts, like the Heaven-Mending Creation Art?”

“Of course I can. Do you want to learn the Devil Race’s trump cards from me?” she said without hesitation. “I get it. Your humans have a saying: know yourself and know your enemy, and you’ll never lose. I’ll fully cooperate!”

“You understand nothing,” muttered Liu Yan, lips twitching. She had already sensed something was off, but didn’t dare to speak up.

“Good. Since you’re so sensible, I’ll reward you,” said Zhou Tong.

The Holy Heart’s eyes lit up: “Then can I… eat one petal of the Seven-Star Bixue Lotus?”

She asked shyly, not really hoping for it.

“Of course. How could one petal be enough? I’ll allow you two petals,” said Zhou Tong, generous in a way no normal human would be. If it were an ordinary person, they would be alert right now. When someone treats you with unusual favor, they must want something. But the Holy Heart devil sovereign had no such awareness. In her last life she was a homebody who knew nothing of social dealings, and now she’d had her intelligence forcibly dialed down, so she couldn’t connect the dots.

She bounced into the spirit herb room, and an hour later came out smiling. Her whole aura had changed. Her cultivation had risen, and she had grown a bit too, now looking like an eleven- or twelve-year-old, lively and adorable.

“Thank you, big brother,” she said with a sweet smile when she saw Zhou Tong, overjoyed.

“You’re welcome. See that little grass hut over there? Go inside and activate the Array Arts; there’s a surprise,” said Zhou Tong.

The Holy Heart devil sovereign suspected nothing and followed his directions. When the hut lit up, there was a sharp “ah,” and she vanished.

“Young Master Zhou, my devil sovereign, she…” Liu Yan’s face changed. Her worries had come true.

“Don’t worry, she’s with me. I promise to bring her back safe and sound in a few days,” said Zhou Tong.

“Then I’ll trouble you, Young Master Zhou,” said Liu Yan, full of worry. She walked back to the hotpot, and tears of frustration rolled out from the corner of her mouth.

…

Imperial Palace, Guest Official Residence.

A teleportation array glowed, then shattered into pieces.

“Good thing I planned ahead and set up a one-time teleportation Array Arts back at the sect; it came in handy,” said Zhou Tong, holding the Holy Heart devil sovereign with a sly smile.

“You… what are you going to do to me?” she asked.

“Don’t be afraid. I want to borrow your power to save someone important. When it’s done, I’ll give you double the benefits,” he said.

…

At that moment, inside the Heaven Prison, the air felt heavy and bleak.

“Big senior sister only has one day left to live? How is that possible?” The little demoness turned pale, unable to accept it.

Mu Rong Ya trembled. Her poor disciple had finally regained freedom, only to face death again. Why was heaven so harsh?

“Master, don’t be sad. I’m already happy that I could see you one last time. I’m an unfilial disciple. I can’t repay your kindness,” said Zhang Chu Qiao with tearful eyes. She was a strong woman who never gave up even in desperate moments, but now she felt only powerless. Learning that Mu Rong Ya nearly fell into madness because of her filled her with guilt. Luckily, there was still junior brother.

“Right… where is junior brother?” Zhang Chu Qiao forced herself to perk up and said: “Since the result is set, I’ll give junior brother a gift.”

“Hey… you’re not thinking of…” Long Ling Yun started to ask, then stopped.

Just then, the prison gate banged open.

“Planning a memorial already? Isn’t it a bit early?” Zhou Tong strode in, holding the Holy Heart devil sovereign for everyone to see.

“Whose child is this? She’s so cute,” said Zhang Chu Qiao. Seeing the devil sovereign’s sulky little face after being tricked made her feel healed inside.

“Little sister, how old are you?” she asked.

“Answering sister… I just turned one year old,” said the Holy Heart.