After saying that, Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt Yin Ji's entire body stiffen.
The first thing that appeared on her face was neither shock nor joy, but blankness—utter bewilderment!
A second or two later, intense shame and fury welled up in her gentle, limpid eyes, and her fair, lovely face flushed red.
In her eyes, Yuanshi Tianzun was openly flirting with her.
She had already felt that the way Yuanshi Tianzun looked at her was off. Now, deliberately imitating the Demon Lord's tone to call out to her like that was blatant, humiliating flirtation.
Actually, she had long sensed that Yuanshi Tianzun had feelings for her, though he had kept them relatively restrained. As a renowned beauty of the Taiyi Sect, there was no shortage of talented young men who were interested in her.
Therefore, Yin Ji had not taken it to heart. So long as Yuanshi Tianzun did not do anything excessive, such as confessing his love or courting her outright, she could pretend not to notice.
Compared to those swarming suitors, Yuanshi Tianzun at least did not disgust her, and she had been willing to be friends with him.
Who would have thought that after becoming the Sun Lord, he would stop pretending altogether? Using the Demon Lord to tease her was an insult to both the Demon Lord and herself.
Yin Ji took a deep breath and suppressed her shame and anger. Frost gathered in her eyes as she said, "You are now the Sun Lord, the most powerful demigod. If you want me, I can only submit. Even killing myself would be useless—I would still be refined into a Spirit Servant or a Yin corpse. But you cannot use the Demon Lord to humiliate me, much less humiliate him. You know perfectly well what he meant to