Everyone Knows I'm a Good Person

Chapter 92

Editor: Sahloknir

What’s it like to have a demon lord disciple who wanted to push you onto the bed whenever and wherever he could?

If it were up to Shi Qing to answer, he would only need one word.

Refreshing!

Nothing left to say. The demon lord was just too skilled.

All kinds of positions and openings were used...

It was as if he knew a little bit of everything, and learned very quickly as well.

Having regained his spiritual strength, with his colour returning quickly, the supreme elder hovered, embarrassed and pale by the bedside.

On the cloud bed, the demon lord was sprawled out like he was watching a good show. He propped up his chin and urged, “Isn’t there a lot Shizun wants to know? Then strip already.”

The supreme elder struggled one last time.

“I am your shizun. Last night was already a mistake. Rong Jue, I know you have anger in your heart, but don’t be like this. This is really, really...”

Rong Jue had no patience for his admonishments. He stretched out a hand. On his palm was a swirling cloud of demonic energy.

This made the supreme elder’s seemingly endless chatter stop. He glanced at the cloud with a fearful gaze that made one want to drag him by his arm onto the cloud bed.

Shi Qing asked with a slight tremor in his voice.”What is this?”

Rong Jue shrugged, “It seems you sensed something back then. I put demonic energy in Shang Lu’s heart meridian. If I wanted him to, he would immediately die a violent death.”

The supreme elder’s face grew pale again.

He even panicked a little, which could be discerned from the way he stammered his words. “Shang Lu has always respected you, Rong Jue. I know I’ve committed wrongs against you, but Shang Lu has never wronged you in the slightest! If you have any grievances, let them out on me. Don’t involve him, Rong Jue, please...”

This again!

Even though he knew that Shang Lu and his little shimei were near and dear to Shi Qing’s heart, wtatching his Shizun beg him to spare Shang Lu when he remained completely silent last night made Rong Jue’s bloodthirst increase.

He smiled coldly and cruelly squeezed the demonic energy in his palm.

“Doesn’t Shizun know how he has wronged me?”

“Shang Lu is innocent, but who let him be your beloved treasure? Since Shizun loves him so much, he’s naturally a thorn in my side.”

Hearing Rong Jue not hide the fact that he was taking his anger out on others, Shi Qing’s face turned a little whiter.

“Don’t just stand there, I don’t have time to waste with you.”

Because Shi Qing cared so much about Shang Lu, Rong Jue’s good mood was gone.

He didn’t want to admit that he was jealous, so he convinced himself that he was just angry at Shi Qing for being a hypocrite.

If he liked Shang Lu so much, why did he take Rong Jue as a disciple in the first place?

Even back then, he knew that people were fighting to be his shifu because of his excellent spiritual root. There was no way Rong Jue would’ve ended up at Qing Jian Peak if Shi Qing didn’t persuade his father to interfere.

Thinking back to the time when he nervously asked the shixiong guiding him to Qing Jian Peak about who had taken him in, that shixiong enviously said,

“It was Young Lord Shi Qing of Qing Jian Peak who took a liking to you. He hasn’t accepted a disciple before, so you will be his only disciple from now on.”

How inspirational his answer was then, and how ironic it was now.

“Perhaps Shizun has forgotten how you persuaded your father to snatch me to be your disciple. I almost misconstrued it for Shizun acknowledging my talent. If it wasn’t for Shang Lu, I might’ve continued to be a dumb sheep, believing that Shizun’s harshness was for my own good.”

“Shang Lu is innocent, but your favouritism became his crime. You’d best obediently follow my orders, because his life depends on how well Shizun behaves.”

Rong Jue let the demonic energy in his hand rise into midair.

With the slightest movement from him, the demonic energy would fall and the portion left in Shang Lu’s heart meridian would kill him.

Naturally, the supreme elder was unaware that the demon lord was trying to scare him.

Although Rong Jue was jealous that Shang Lu was Shizun’s favourite, he hadn’t forgotten how Shang Lu had once treated him with kindness.

A hundred years had passed. He no longer felt anything towards his shidi, but Rong Jue didn’t want to kill him.

If Shi Qing said yes, then Shang Lu didn’t need to die.

If Shi Qing refused, then Shang Lu was not that important to his ‘wonderful’ shizun, so what good would it do Rong Jue to kill him?

Beneath the demonic energy, the demon lord looked as if he was watching a good show.

“Shizun, let’s begin. Didn’t you want to ask me a question? This disciple is waiting.”

The supreme elder froze for a good minute before his hands trembled and fell on his slender belt under the playful gaze of the demon lord.

His blue robes fell off.

His face was very pale and his eyes were closed tightly to avoid the demon’s searching gaze. His body trembled all the while.

“Open your eyes.”

The demon lord, however, did not let him off the hook. He cruelly demanded that his obviously prideful Shizun open his eyes and face his own humiliation.

The body that could almost be called weak trembled for a moment, but finally, Shizun slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to hold unshed tears.

He locked gazes with Rong Jue and softly begged, “Rong Jue, Shizun let you down. You can beat me or kill me, but don’t do this to me.”

Rong Jue just smiled, “No. Does Shizun feel heartbroken now? Could it possibly compare to how much I hurt when you destroyed my spiritual root?”

The supreme elder’s beautiful lips moved slightly, but eventually, instead of continuing the subject, he took a deep breath and asked softly, “Now that I’ve taken one piece of clothing off, can I ask you a question?”

“Naturally. One piece of clothing, one question.”

Shi Qing sucked in a breath. “Who taught you demonic cultivation?”

Rong Jue blinked lazily. “No one taught me. I discovered a demonic inheritance by accident.”

Technically, he was being truthful. That was how Rong Jue had entered the path of demonic cultivation in his last life.

Shi Qing’s body trembled. He asked with a bit of nervousness, “Where did you find it? Is it in my Chi Yun sect? How can Chi Yun sect be mixed with the legacy of a demon lord?”

Rong Jue raised his chin.

“I’ve already answered a question. If you want to ask again, take off something else.”

As if he had just realised that his current situation was one of coercion rather than that of a teacher who was caring for his disciple, the supreme elder dropped his eyes slightly and bit down on his lip, throwing another robe in front of the demon lord.

Seeing him open his mouth to ask, Rong Jue reminded him, “Shizun, you don’t have many layers on you. You should really think before you ask.”

The supreme elder hesitated.

Even if he were to ask where this demonic inheritance was, it would change nothing about the current situation.

After a few seconds of further hesitation, he asked, “What level of cultivation have you reached now?”

Rong Jue raised his eyebrows. “The Immortalization stage.”

“The Immortalization stage?!”

The supreme elder was even more appalled. “It’s been less than half a month! How have you raised your cultivation so much already?!”

Of course it was because Rong Jue had used a cheat. A huge one at that.

But the demon lord wouldn’t admit that. He only looked greedily at his Shizun, whose clothes were dwindling and whose body was revealed moment by moment. “I’ve already answered your question. If you want to ask a question again, give me another layer.”

Shi Qing hesitantly lowered his head, his beautiful face showing some timidity and resistance. “But I only have one layer left...”

Without giving up, he raised his eyes. His delicate, petal-like lips parted and closed in embarrassment before he finally said, “Rong Jue, please let me go.” He paused his gaze slightly desperate. “I destroyed your spiritual root, so why don’t you destroy mine? If I pay back everything I owe you, would you let me go?”

Looking at the pleading figure of his Shizun in front of him, seeing him barefoot on the ground, his beautiful face in a pitiable expression, Rong Jue sneered.

“Sure. Shizun did raise me after all. Naturally, I can let you go.”

Shi Qing immediately relaxed, even his eyes brimming with tears seemed to soften.

Rong Jue wasn’t finished. “But in return, I’ll take the lives of Shidi and Shimei.”

The supreme elder drained of all colour at once.

He looked incredulously at the demon lord.

“Shizun, you only have two choices. Either you can serve under me, stay with me and be humiliated by me, or I’ll let you go and have Shidi and Shimei suffer on your behalf.”

The demon lord traced patterns on the fabric of the bedding. “Don’t worry Shizun. As their Shxiong, I won’t make them suffer much. If it makes you feel any better, I’ll make sure to kill them swiftly and painlessly.”

Deliberately saying words to make it even more painful, Rong Jue watched as the supreme elder’s beautiful white face grew ashen.

Eventually, Shi Qing threw his last piece of clothing onto the ground.

His jade white body seemed to be trembling slightly.

With red-rimmed eyes, he asked his last question softly, “What do you plan to do next?”

Rong Jue knew that he was asking what he would do next after becoming a demonic cultivator.

Would it be to leave the cultivation world and head to the demon realm, or to remain here and deliberately pretend to be an invalid disciple?

But looking at the trembling man in front of him...

Rong Jue slowly got up and embraced the warm body in front of him. He felt the soft black hair of the supreme elder brush by his cheeks.

It tickled his skin, as well as his heart.

“Shizun...”

His voice was very soft, as if he was the same Qing Jian Peak disciple from before, who admired his shizun and gently guided his younger martial siblings.

But the words that came out of his mouth only made the supreme elder’s body shudder.

“Next, I want to continue to stay by your side and continue to be your disciple.” Rong Jue laughed lightly. “Didn’t Shizun refuse to smile at me before for the sake of Shidi and Shimei?”

The demon lord smiled and gently let go of the man in front of him. He stretched out his calloused fingers to stroke Shizun’s jade white face, laughing happily.

“But as of today...”

“Shizun is mine alone.”