“Wow, the princess actually came out of the king’s bedchamber — that’s a first.”
“No help for it. The princess is too proud and hard to handle. Only our king could pull it off. Anyone else wouldn’t stand a chance in this lifetime.”
After a whole night of “emotional counseling,” Su Mo had practically worn his lips thin, but Shuang’er still firmly believed she liked him.
It left Su Mo feeling helpless — after all, he couldn’t change how someone else felt.
Still, at least she didn’t have any extreme reactions. Otherwise, Su Mo would’ve been in for a rough time.
“Come on. I’ll take you to learn the Demonic Eye right now.” Shuang’er’s voice came from behind him.
Su Mo’s eyes lit up. “Okay.”
She led him to the Demonic Tribe’s forbidden ground — a deeply hidden basement.
It didn’t look particularly special — just a single room.
On an altar in the center lay a rolled-up scroll, faint ripples of spiritual energy emanating from it. Clearly, it wasn’t ordinary.
Shuang’er walked over, picked up the scroll, and slowly began to unroll it.
But before she’d even opened it a tenth of the way, a voice suddenly rang out: “Wait!”
Su Mo followed the sound. The speaker was none other than the High Priestess of the Demonic Tribe — the old woman who had tricked Su Mo into pressing his hand against the stone pillar.
“My king, the Demonic Eye is the foundation of our tribe. Even though she is your consort, she is not of our bloodline. What you are doing defies the ancestors’ teachings.”
Although the High Priestess held a lower status than the Demonic King, when it came to major tribal matters, if she disagreed, the king alone would have a hard time convincing everyone.
Shuang’er stopped unrolling the scroll and said earnestly, “High Priestess, I understand all of that. But rules are fixed, while people are flexible. If I pass on the Demonic Eye to him, he can help our entire tribe return to our ancestral land in the future. Isn’t that the best of both worlds?”
Upon hearing this, the High Priestess’s expression darkened. Her gaze toward Su Mo turned slightly cold. “My king, you are still too young. This human’s intentions are obvious — he clearly just wants to trick you into teaching him the Demonic Eye. This talk of helping our tribe return to the ancestral land is pure nonsense. He’s only at the Snow Domain level himself — what gives him the right to make such a guarantee?”
Su Mo met the High Priestess’s gaze. “I may not be capable of it now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be in the future. Let me put it this way — I am a God Chosen One, an heir to a deity. There’s a very high chance I can become a god.”
“A God Chosen One?” A flicker of surprise crossed the High Priestess’s eyes. “Which deity?”
“Well…” Su Mo looked troubled. “I can’t say for sure just yet.”
The High Priestess sneered. “You don’t even know which deity you’re supposed to inherit from — what makes you so sure you’ll definitely become a god?”
Su Mo knew that unless he could produce something tangible, the High Priestess wouldn’t believe him — nor would she want to.
So he simply took out a crystal. This was the one he had obtained from Chu Yuan earlier. The eye and bead had already been absorbed, leaving only the walnut and this crystal.
The moment the crystal appeared, Shuang’er was the first to lose her composure. “This is… the Mother Goddess’s aura!”
Su Mo had never heard the term “Mother Goddess” before and asked in confusion, “What is the Mother Goddess?”
“The Mother Goddess is the creator god — the core of the entire ancestral land. The origin of all laws. All the deities of the ancestral land serve under her.” The High Priestess moved closer to the crystal, her face full of disbelief. “How do you have this? Why does it contain the Mother Goddess’s aura?”
Su Mo put the crystal away. “All I know is that the owner of this aura is the deity I’m meant to inherit from.”
The High Priestess fell silent.
If it really was the Mother Goddess — then forget the Demonic Tribe, even moving the entire Demonic Domain to Earth wouldn’t be impossible. The biggest question now was — could this seemingly very young girl actually pull it off?
“I understand your doubts, and they’re understandable. After all, we’re talking about the survival of an entire tribe. And the idea of me becoming a god sounds pretty absurd. But how many things in this world are truly certain? Aren’t they all a gamble?”
Su Mo locked eyes with the High Priestess and lowered his voice. “You don’t have a better option right now anyway. So why not give it a try? Great fortune comes with great risk. Besides, even if this fails, it won’t threaten your tribe — you’ll just stay where you are. But if it succeeds…”
The High Priestess was swayed — because what Su Mo said made sense.
Her tone changed. “My king, it seems your judgment is wise. But to be safe, I propose a blood contract. There must be some guarantee.”
Shuang’er smiled. A blood-red symbol suddenly appeared on her forehead. “The blood contract is already signed.”
Su Mo also had the same blood-red symbol on his forehead.
“So the king had already thought of everything. I worried for nothing.” The High Priestess looked at Shuang’er with approval.
With the High Priestess’s blessing, no one would stop Su Mo from learning the Demonic Eye.
Shuang’er slowly unrolled the scroll. Painted on it was a breathtakingly beautiful woman with silver hair and purple eyes — noble, radiant, peerlessly elegant. She looked like the queen of this world, everything around her bowing to her beauty.
“This painting is called the Dance of the Demonic Sky. It’s a secret treasure passed down through our tribe for generations. To learn the Demonic Eye, it all depends on whether you can withstand its trial.”
“What do I need to do?”
“Focus your mind, quiet your spirit, and gaze into the beautiful woman’s eyes.” Shuang’er warned.
“Got it.” Su Mo concentrated and met the woman’s eyes. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and when he slowly came to, he was no longer in the basement.
He looked around. It was a KTV.
Su Mo glanced down and saw that he was in his true form. He touched his body — it didn’t feel illusory at all. He could even sense the Seven Seas and Snow Mountains within him.
The KTV lights flickered, playing extremely alluring music.
Suddenly, a melodious voice rang out. The stunning woman from the painting drifted toward him like a celestial being and crashed straight into his arms. “Is big sister beautiful?”
Her eyes were like hooks, latching onto Su Mo’s heart. The solid, soft sensation in his arms made his mind wander, his spirit growing hazy. He answered instinctively, “Incredibly beautiful.”
Su Mo felt someone wrap their arms around his neck. Her warm breath made his thoughts a mess.
“Sister is so beautiful — don’t you have any thoughts about that?” Before Su Mo could steady himself, he was pushed down onto a couch.
Her purple eyes were right in front of him, getting closer and closer. A faint, delicate fragrance slowly awakened the sleeping beast within his heart.
Su Mo’s throat bobbed repeatedly, and sweat formed on his forehead.
Suddenly, he raised a finger and pressed it against her lips. “Hold on, sister.”
“Hmm? Oh my…”
Su Mo placed his hands on her slender waist and flipped their positions in an instant.
“You’re so naughty…” She pinched Su Mo’s chin and gently pulled it down.
Su Mo took her hand away with one of his, then held both her hands together and pinned them above her head. His other hand lightly touched her shoulder. “Don’t talk. Close your eyes.”
She shyly closed her eyes. “I didn’t know you liked — mmph mmph mmph…”
For some reason, her heart suddenly ached, and tears began to fall against her will.
What’s happening? Why so sad…
Su Mo saw tears streaming from the corners of her eyes as she sobbed sorrowfully. The corners of his mouth curled up. Now’s the time!
He suddenly exerted force, flipping her body from lying on her back to lying on her stomach. In less than a single breath, the enchanting beauty from moments ago was now pinned down in his reverse hold.
“What are you doing?!” Her face was full of shock and confusion.
“Sorry, but I’m an upstanding youth of the 21st century — a flower of the motherland, a successor to humanity’s future. How could I let myself be lost in lust?” Su Mo grinned, looking as innocent as a schoolboy. “For the sake of this flower’s physical and mental health, I hope big sister will bear with a little hardship.”
