After Running Away Pregnant, I Ended Up on the Wanted Lists of Both the Demon Venerable and the Immortal Venerable Chapter 12

Jian Zhen had never imagined that forcing itself to speak and breaking through its realm would result in such severe injury. Only after having the medicinal soup prepared by the High Priest did it improve a little. The immortal mountains of the Immortal Realm were excessively cold. When the cold aura of the Glazed Tile Stone acted up inside its body, the time it remained awake on the immortal mountain naturally decreased a lot.

Only when the sun hung high in the Demon Realm would it occasionally wake up.

After waking today, it heard several Demon Clan maidservants pruning the flowerbeds nearby chatting.

“Have you heard? Today the Demon Venerable lost his temper in the council.”

“I know. It’s because the Grand Elders submitted a memorial hoping His Excellency could choose a consort and take a queen.”

“They’re really bold…”

“Right, who doesn’t know His Excellency never likes people bringing these things up.”

The little grass on the window ledge, which had been drowsy, suddenly became much more spirited upon hearing this. Who didn’t like hearing gossip about their caretaker? Who would have thought the supreme ruler of the Three Realms would also have a day of being urged to marry?

Jian Zhen couldn’t quite imagine Ye Jisheng’s expression at the time.

The red-robed maidservants continued chatting softly: “Yes, the elders are also worried because of the curse on His Excellency. His Excellency has a divine body, if he were to have a consort and give birth to a little demon god, then the others of the Three Realms would no longer dare set their sights on our Demon Realm.”

The yellow-haired maidservant trimmed the flowerbed branches and said, “But His Excellency’s temperament is cold. For tens of thousands of years he hasn’t been close to beauty at all. If you ask me, he might only be a bit more attentive to that pot of grass on the window ledge.”

The melon-eating little grass on the window ledge froze!

It had completely not expected the topic to circle around to itself.

After the red-robed maidservant looked over, she smiled and said, “Hmm, that’s actually true. His Excellency treats these plants much better. What a pity.”

The yellow-haired maidservant turned to look at the tender green little grass by the window desk facing the wind, and softly said, “Then actually that’s fine too. After the immortal grass transforms, perhaps it will likewise gain His Excellency’s favor and become our queen?”

Upon hearing this, Jian Zhen’s leaves shook in shock, who, who would be the queen?

It, it would be Ye Jisheng’s wife?

How, how was that possible? Although that big bad guy was very good-looking, he always bullied it!

The little grass hadn’t even finished complaining, when the red-robed maidservant interrupted, saying: “Don’t even think about it. What kind of person is our Excellency? He is the sole supreme divine body of the Three Realms. So many people want to get close and never get the chance, how could he possibly take a fancy to a little grass with less than a thousand years of cultivation?”

Jian Zhen: “……”

Is it popular now to badmouth grass to its face, doesn’t it need dignity too?

What divine body, who cares!

Believe it or not, once it transforms, it’ll marry Ye Jisheng and give birth to two little demon gods to scare you all to death!

A certain grass grumbled inwardly.

It was still muttering when suddenly someone’s voice fell, Ye Jisheng had appeared at the window at some unknown time, lowering his gaze as he said: “Talking bad about this Venerable in your heart again?”

The grass on the window ledge shook all over! Scared the grass to death!

Seeing its guilty look, Ye Jisheng raised his brow and drawled slowly: “Then it must be true.”

Jian Zhen hadn’t even had time to feel guilty yet when the two little maidservants pruning the flowerbeds nearby were already terrified. They dropped their tools and knelt to beg for mercy: “This servant deserves death, we beg Your Excellency to spare our lives!”

Sunlight poured into the great hall, falling on the red bricks and green tiles of the demon palace. Bronze wind chimes gave off crisp, cool sounds.

The little grass on the window ledge affectionately rubbed its leaves against his fingertips.

With the sunlight falling, the face of the man in dark robes could not be clearly seen. Ye Jisheng’s tone was indifferent: “Go down and receive punishment. This Venerable does not wish to see you here again.”

The two maidservants hurriedly kowtowed in thanks. Though the punishment would be worse than death, at least they had picked their lives back up, this alone already counted as immense mercy. They quickly withdrew.

Jian Zhen watched them leave.

Ye Jisheng’s hand wound around its branches as he said lightly: “Satisfied now?”

Jian Zhen sheepishly shook its tender green little leaves. It simply didn’t want to see two girls who often came to the flowerbeds to care for the plants lose their lives just for saying a few words.

Seeing it like this, Ye Jisheng curled his lips and snorted with a laugh: “Spineless.”

Jian Zhen looked at him in confusion.

“You’re too soft-hearted toward people. Sooner or later you’ll suffer for it.” Ye Jisheng’s red eyes were cold, as if stating an established fact. He raised his brow. “But even if this Venerable tells you all this, you probably won’t remember it.”

Jian Zhen: “……”

It’s not stupid, okay!

Ye Jisheng looked at the little grass in the pot and extended his hand: “Today I’ll take you somewhere.”

These past few days, because Jian Zhen was injured, even transforming was very difficult. But when Ye Jisheng’s demonic power flowed into the pot, the warm, comforting heat made strength fill its body again. Its spirit form easily condensed and flew into his arms.

Almost in an instant.

All it could hear was the whooshing sound of wind by its ears. When it opened its eyes again, it was already somewhere else.

Ye Jisheng: “We’re here.”

Jian Zhen came out of his arms and flew up in surprise. This was a scene it had never seen before, standing by high mountains and cloud cliffs, the rising sun’s light split the clouds apart. Orange waves of cloud unfurled across the sky like water ripples. Standing among these mountains, all things between heaven and earth seemed to lie beneath one’s feet. They were so close to the sea of clouds and the morning sun, golden light pouring down, like bathing in spring breeze.

Vast spiritual energy filled heaven and earth. Jian Zhen couldn’t help flying around in a few circles.

Ye Jisheng stood at the edge of the cliff and said: “The High Priest said your cultivation meridians are obstructed and you need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to aid your cultivation. This is Wangyun Cliff of the Demon Realm, the place closest to the outer heavens. Spiritual power is densest here, it will benefit you.”

Jian Zhen had never seen such beautiful scenery.

Ever since its accident, it had stayed in a pot, looking at a sky no bigger than a square inch and imagining the outside world. Now, seeing clouds rolling and rosy, filling the sky, it only felt happy and content.

Ye Jisheng stood at the cliff’s edge, the wind blowing past his dark robes, making a rustling sound.

When Jian Zhen got tired, it landed on his shoulder.

Ye Jisheng turned his head and saw its slightly wilted appearance, and asked: “What’s wrong?”

Jian Zhen swayed gently as it looked at the sea of clouds, thinking that it really was the low-cultivation, never-seen-the-world little grass the maidservants talked about, just seeing scenery already left it awestruck.

Ye Jisheng said: “Thinking about what the maidservants said?”

The grass-wood little sprite jumped up, staring at him in shock. How could this person be so sharp, could it be he could read minds?

Ye Jisheng took it off his shoulder and said calmly: “Your thoughts are written all over your face. Why would those techniques be needed.”

Jian Zhen: “……”

Could it really be that easy to read?

The sunlight at Wangyun Cliff was brilliant and dazzling. Ye Jisheng’s words fell: “You don’t need to care about what others say. Even if you’re just an ordinary little grass with low cultivation, in this Venerable’s heart you’ve never been treated lightly.”

Hearing this, Jian Zhen was slightly surprised. No one had ever said this to it before, was he afraid it would feel inferior?

A faint sense of emotion surfaced in its heart.

Before it could savor this feeling, 

Ye Jisheng’s red eyes lowered slightly, the arrogance and confidence of one in power revealed as he said: “Because you are grass raised by this Venerable, you will naturally be the most precious grass in this world.”

Jian Zhen: “……”

It knew it!!

The wind atop Wangyun Cliff swept over the ridges. One person and one grass sat quietly on the cliff until the sun reached its best point at noon and then sank. The little grass, sunbathed for an entire day, was warm all over, its cold energy completely dispersed.

Ye Jisheng was also circulating his power in cultivation. When Jian Zhen looked at him, with sunlight falling on him, the man with closed eyes had a handsome face, brows and eyes like a painting, like the most perfect work created by a god. With the usual dangerous red eyes and overpowering presence gone, he simply looked like a mature, handsome man. It had to be said, setting everything else aside, his outward appearance was nearly perfect.

No wonder the maidservants said countless people flocked to the demon god.

Just his face alone had enough presence.

As Jian Zhen was staring at his face thinking this, it suddenly met those opened red eyes without warning. Ye Jisheng’s gaze was extremely penetrating as he looked calmly at the little elf and asked: “Is it good-looking?”

The grass-wood little sprite subconsciously wanted to nod. Fortunately, reason slammed on the brakes and it hurriedly shook its head.

Seeing the little ball’s somewhat honest appearance, Ye Jisheng curled his lips, stood up, and said: “Let’s go.”

Jian Zhen felt a bit reluctant. After experiencing the vast, free heaven and earth, it had to return to its little flowerpot again, it really made the grass sad. But unexpectedly, in the next instant, what it saw was not the familiar Demon Palace.

The city walls of the Demon Realm came into view.

In an instant, the man traveled from the mountain to here, his aura not the slightest bit disordered, and stepped into the city.

Jian Zhen had seen the town below from the sky, but in these hundred years had never come here. The demon city beneath the Demon Palace was the most prosperous central area of the Demon Clan, and especially recently, with the Demon Clan festival, it was even more lively.

After Ye Jisheng entered the city, people continuously came up to greet him:

“Your Excellency.”

“Greetings, Your Excellency.”

“Your Excellency, are you out strolling today?”

“Our family just picked fresh Fire Moon Fruit, Your Excellency, would you like to try some?”

The Three Realms spread rumors that the demon god Ye Jisheng was cruel and cold-blooded, terrifying to all, yet the Demon Clan’s citizens were not afraid of their ruler at all. In fact, over these hundred years, Jian Zhen, in the great hall, had never once seen Ye Jisheng slaughter the innocent.

One person and one grass wandered about aimlessly.

Until a small stall not far away caught Jian Zhen’s attention. A fortune-drawing stall, the vendor calling out: “Draw your annual fortune lot! A year of great luck and great benefit, auspicious and as you wish!”

Jian Zhen had never played this kind of thing before, so it was a little curious.

Seeing the little ball on his shoulder so excited, Ye Jisheng walked over at an unhurried pace and stopped in front of the stall.

When the stall owner saw him, he was startled, nearly unable to hold the lots in his hands, his speech even stuttering: “D-Demon Venerable!”

Ye Jisheng nodded lightly. He said: “Draw a lot.”

The stall owner hurriedly handed over the lot cylinder in his hands. When Ye Jisheng extended his pale, slender hand, the entire cylinder began to tremble uncontrollably, whimpering, even making it hard for the stall owner to hold steady.

After trying several times repeatedly.

The stall owner said somewhat pitifully: “Your Excellency, you are a god. A god’s fate cannot be easily foretold. Please, Your Excellency…”

Only then did Ye Jisheng withdraw his hand. Originally, he had no interest in this kind of small game anyway, after all, he never believed in fate, but when he turned around, he saw the grass-wood little sprite staring at him with pitiful, eager eyes, looking extremely eager to draw one. It was just that in spirit form, it couldn’t take anything, so it couldn’t be more pitiful.

Ye Jisheng raised his eyes and said to the stall owner: “Spread all these lots out on the table.”

Although the stall owner was confused, he did not dare to resist the honored lord’s command, so he obediently followed instructions and laid the lot plaques face-down on the table.

Ye Jisheng said to the little fellow on his shoulder: “Go choose.”

Jian Zhen hadn’t expected that it would actually get a chance to draw a lot. Upon hearing this, the entire little ball was overjoyed. It gathered its courage and flew up. After hesitating just a few times, it landed on one lot. After thinking it over, it kept that lot for itself, then flew to a corner and pointed at another lot, pushing it in front of Ye Jisheng. In total, it chose two.

The stall owner saw what looked like an invisible spirit in the air push out two lots.

After finishing all this, Jian Zhen sat there panting, heaving softly, its tender green little sprout swaying as it looked at Ye Jisheng expectantly.

Ye Jisheng picked up the one that belonged to him and handed it to the stall owner, saying: “Interpret it.”

After taking it, the stall owner read aloud: “Red candles and flower lanterns cast overlapping shadows. Congratulations, Your Excellency, this is a great joy lot, representing that in the coming year the Red Luan Star will stir. It is a marriage-fate lot!”

Ye Jisheng raised his brow. For tens of thousands of years, his mortal heart had not stirred, and it was even more impossible for him to take a wife.

The stall owner had clearly thought of this as well, and laughed awkwardly: “Lots also differ from person to person. Most of the time it’s just for an auspicious start. Your Excellency need not take it to heart.”

Ye Jisheng lowered his head and said to the little elf on the table: “Not accurate. Let’s go.”

Jian Zhen only heard “great luck.” It had a dream of transforming, and now was hoping that it too could get a great-luck lot so that its transformation would go smoothly. So it hurriedly jumped up and down, silently expressing its urgency. It wanted great luck too!

Ye Jisheng lowered his gaze and glanced at it. Finally, when the little grass was about to get anxious, he picked up the other lot and handed it to the stall owner: “Interpret this one.”

The stall owner didn’t quite understand why the Demon Venerable wanted two lots interpreted, but still opened it. It would have been fine if he hadn’t, after opening it, his expression changed, becoming somewhat unpredictable.

Jian Zhen grew a little nervous, even its breathing becoming lighter.

Seeing that the stall owner kept silent, Ye Jisheng narrowed his eyes and said: “What, is it a great calamity?”

The stall owner stammered: “Th-that’s not it.”

“If it’s not, why are you hemming and hawing.” Ye Jisheng’s gaze fell upon him, red eyes fixed. “Read the lot verse.”

A superior who had long resided in a high position, even when speaking calmly, carried endless pressure. The stall owner was only stunned for a brief moment before, as if throwing caution to the wind, he spoke: “Whose golden sparrow falls into the fields, this is a good-pregnancy lot. Those who draw this lot in the capital are all blessed with great fortune. Holding two in three years, good things come in pairs, is not a dream!!”

As the words fell, the air was utterly silent.

Ye Jisheng turned his eyes to look at the little grass sprite that had completely frozen, raised his brow, and said slowly: “What, you still haven’t given up on that green-haired locust tree spirit?”

Jian Zhen: “……?!!”

It’s wronged ahhh!!