To Die Beneath a Peony, Even as a Ghost, Is to Know Romance

Nonsense, of course I know! Su Ying grumbled inwardly, but outwardly she feigned ignorance and timidity. "I-I don't know..."

"Whatever part touched me, I'll cut that part off," Feng Moyuan said darkly.

The wind howled, yet Feng Moyuan's grim voice carried with perfect clarity.

Su Ying shuddered involuntarily, wanting nothing more than to lean backward and keep her distance from the man who could take her life at any moment.

"Lord Demon Venerable, I didn't mean to. Could you spare me this once and let me down? I promise I'll follow obediently behind you." She was on the verge of tears.

According to the system's settings, she could only return to the initial mission once she truly died.

But if he cut off an ear or a leg, she wouldn't die anytime soon.

The thought of watching parts of her body being stripped away one by one sent a chill down her spine. She felt death already creeping over her.

Su Ying could already foresee the gruesome death awaiting her when this mission failed.

Feng Moyuan felt her unsteady movements disrupting his Sword Flight and snapped, "Don't move."

"Lord Demon Venerable, I don't want to move either..." Su Ying forced an expression uglier than crying. You're about to kill me. What's wrong with moving a little?

Ugh, maybe I should find a way to poison myself before this great demon king kills me. At least I'd have a little dignity that way...

Su Ying planned how to escape being dismembered, failing to notice Feng Moyuan's expression shifting again and again.

"If you move again, I'll dismember you when we get back," he threatened. "And before I hack your body into eight pieces, I'll sew your lips shut."

Holy shit, what a pervert! Su Ying trembled and instantly stopped daring to move.

She stared at the red before her. In the original novel, the great demon king had an excellent physique.

It was even better than that of Xiao Muchen, the Male Lead.

I'm going to die anyway, so why not cop a feel first? As they say, to die beneath a peony, even as a ghost, is to know romance. With this experience under my belt, maybe I'll be brimming with motivation when I restart the mission!

He may be a real sicko, but he's handsome and has a great body. If I don't sneak in a little rub against a body this good, I might never get another chance.

Ah, I'm so jealous of Ling Xian. She has the Male Lead and still gets to sleep with a man with such a gorgeous body. If I had that kind of romantic luck in the real world, I'd wake up laughing from my dreams.

As Su Ying thought this, she pressed herself against his chest and wrapped her arms around his slender waist. Ah, this chest, this waist-even better than a woman's!

Hearing her inner thoughts, Feng Moyuan looked bewildered. The instant she pressed against him, his heart inexplicably quickened.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Su Ying's eyes widened. Hearing his heartbeat, she was stunned.

Does Feng Moyuan have a heart condition? Why is it beating so fast? Puzzled, she rubbed against him again.

Feng Moyuan's heart beat even faster.

Su Ying froze. Oh no, is this a sign he's about to kill me? Has the great demon king found a reason to kill me and gotten excited?

Feng Moyuan was speechless.

If he had wanted to kill her, she would never have left the dungeon alive.

This woman claimed to know the entire plot, yet she couldn't even figure that out?

Feng Moyuan began to question her professional competence.

Black Shadow and Bai Mang each used Sword Flight to follow behind Feng Moyuan.

Their eyes widened when they saw Su Ying openly embracing Feng Moyuan's waist.

Black Shadow even rubbed his eyes, thinking the wind had gotten into them and made him see things.

But Su Ying's hands were indeed clinging tightly to their Demon Venerable's waist.

"This world is far too surreal," Black Shadow murmured.

"You're telling me," Bai Mang agreed. Feng Moyuan was treating a woman with such extraordinary favor. If that wasn't surreal, what was?

If not for the wind constantly buffeting his face, he would have wondered whether he was dreaming.

They continued their Sword Flight until they reached the vicinity of Flame Mountain. With heat constantly rising from the mountain's fires, it was unbearably hot, so they decided to continue on foot.

After landing, Su Ying stumbled and nearly fell.

With quick eyes and quicker hands, Feng Moyuan caught her in his arms.

Su Ying patted her chest in fright, then noticed that the person who had saved her was Feng Moyuan. She immediately sprang two steps away. "Lord Demon Venerable, I didn't mean to get close to you."

A knowing gleam flashed through Feng Moyuan's violet eyes, but he said nothing.

Behind them, Black Shadow and Bai Mang began whispering again.

"Have you ever seen the Demon Venerable treat any woman like this?" Bai Mang asked. "You'd better stop offending Miss Su."

Black Shadow was puzzled too. "If this woman becomes our demon empress, that would be ridiculous. Her cultivation is low, and she's stupid..."

"Shut your mouth!" Noticing Feng Moyuan looking their way, Bai Mang immediately straightened. "Demon Venerable, shall we set off now?"

"How much farther is Flame Mountain?" Feng Moyuan asked.

Bai Mang estimated the distance. "Heading toward Flame Mountain from here, it'll take at least another day's walk to reach the place where Elder Yama said the spirit beast appears."

Su Ying pricked up her ears.

A spirit beast appears there? So are they going to capture it or kill it? I don't remember this part in the novel's plot.

Feng Moyuan raised his eyebrows. "Let's go."

At those words, Su Ying's expression changed.

They were walking there? For another whole day?

She immediately dropped to one knee. "Lord Demon Venerable, this humble servant has something to say."

"What is it?" Feng Moyuan looked at her.

Su Ying said, "Your destination is still a day's journey from here, and it's already getting late. Why don't we find an inn to rest at, then buy horses tomorrow? That would get us there faster too. What do you think?"

Feng Moyuan looked at Bai Mang. "Is there an inn here?"

"There is." Bai Mang led the way, secretly thinking how impressive Miss Su was. She had easily persuaded their Demon Venerable to take a rest.

He brought them to a nearby inn.

At the sight of it, Su Ying froze. "Um, Lord Bai Mang, is this really an inn?"

The inn before them was dilapidated. Even the door was broken, and cobwebs filled the interior. It looked abandoned.

"Doesn't it say 'inn' right there?" Bai Mang pointed at a battered wooden board on which the word "inn" was barely legible.

Su Ying said, "How can anyone stay here?"

"Miss Su, we can use magic. Once we tidy it up, we can stay here." Bai Mang saw no problem with it. With a spell, they wouldn't even have to clean or tidy anything by hand.

Su Ying gave him a thumbs-up. "You're impressive, but how can you let the Lord Demon Venerable stay somewhere so shabby?"

If she remembered correctly, Feng Moyuan was a clean freak...

She stole a glance at the man standing a short distance away.

She couldn't help sighing inwardly. This great demon king is pretty handsome when he isn't angry or going crazy. Standing there in his red robes, he looks like a god from the heavens. Ah, what a pity...

Feng Moyuan raised an eyebrow. A pity about what?

He very much wanted to ask her.

Black Shadow and Bai Mang, meanwhile, got to work.