There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 144: Demon-Binding Rope, Demon-Whipping Whip

Chapter 144: Demon-Binding Rope, Demon-Whipping Whip

Su Jingyi had watched as Immortal Miao Feng left and then went to rescue her lover, but she had never expected that it would involve Kongming Temple.

"What's going on? How did it get connected to Kongming Temple?" Su Jingyi pursed her lips, frowning in confusion. Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie, those two old monks, were usually very honest and didn't seem like the type to bully others. How did they end up in such a predicament?

After much contemplation, she still couldn't find a definite answer. Su Jingyi sighed and slowly sat up, saying calmly, "Let them wait outside the hall for now. I'll change into some clothes."

"Yes!" The maidservant replied and hurried away.

Su Jingyi moved gracefully, walking slowly toward her bedroom. Although she was currently wearing a loose sleeping gown, it concealed her stunning and proud figure. However, the sides of her gown were slightly open, and with each step she took, it revealed all the beauty that the world had to offer.

After a short while, Su Jingyi returned to the front hall. She had changed into an elegant dress, still quite loose but with only subtle hints of her figure. However, the hints she provided were something that no man dared to peek at.

At this moment, Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie hastily entered the main hall.

"What's the situation?" Su Jingyi asked calmly.

"Great Guardian…"

Kong Jue, the old abbot of Kongming Temple, replied hesitantly, "My junior brother, Kong Mie, and I encountered the millennium-old demoness Immortal Miao Feng outside the capital city. She took away all the artifacts we had on us, including three treasured artifacts of Kongming Temple. My junior brother also had his Heavenly Parasol taken from him."

Why is she so greedy? Couldn't she have left a few things? She had to plunder everything, and now I have this hot potato in my hands. What am I supposed to do?

Su Jingyi was displeased with Immortal Miao Feng's actions. Leaving a few things behind could have been manageable, but taking everything left no room for maneuver. She pursed her lips and said, "I've fought Miao Feng countless times and know her character. She's not a common thief. There must be a reason for what happened to you two. Am I right?"

"Well, you see…"

Grandmaster Kong Jue was momentarily at a loss for words, still haunted by Immortal Miao Feng's warning. After pondering for a while, he decided to explain.

"Today, my junior brother Kong Mie and I encountered a young man, to be precise, a young man who was very handsome and charming. However, he seemed to be seriously deficient in some way. We also detected a faint demonic aura on him, although he wasn't a demon. After questioning him, we found out that he has a wife, so this demonic aura must have come from his wife."

"This young man is at the Late Heaven Realm, but his wife is probably even more powerful. In our intention to eliminate demons and protect the people, we decided to tie him up and force his wife to reveal herself. But then… then we never expected that…"

"What came was none other than the millennium-old demoness Immortal Miao Feng." Grandmaster Kong Jue said with regret, "In the end, she took all our artifacts."

They dared to tie him up! Su Jingyi frowned. If it were in the past, Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie would have been killed. The reason they were still alive must be that she had promised to give the demoness a flying artifact.

Damn it! Now it's come to this.

Su Jingyi was so annoyed. Such valuable treasures, and all she got in return were the lives of these two old baldies.

"Well…"

"I understand. You two can go back," Su Jingyi said dismissively to the two old monks, not even bothering to lift an eyelid.

Wait, did Guardian Su forget something?

Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie were taken aback. They had come here hoping that Su Jingyi would help recover the artifacts. However, after hearing her response, it seemed she had no intention of getting involved. Could she just leave it like this?

"Guardian Su?" Kong Mie, who was standing nearby, cautiously said, "In fact, those artifacts aren't that important, but if Kongming Temple loses those three treasured artifacts, its status may plummet in the future."

"Are you suggesting that I should retrieve those artifacts for you?" Su Jingyi narrowed her eyes, staring coldly at the two old monks. She spoke indifferently, "There's no guarantee that what she took can be retrieved. You'll have to accept your losses, it's your own doing. As for Kongming Temple's status, there's no need to worry about it."

It seemed that Guardian Su really didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie, their eyes devoid of hope, had no choice. Firstly, they couldn't defeat the millennium-old demoness Immortal Miao Feng, and secondly, they couldn't go up against the current immortal Su Jingyi.

"Don't mention the fact that Immortal Miao Feng has a husband to anyone, and keep this matter to yourselves. Don't seek revenge on her husband either. If you provoke the demoness because of that, I won't help you," Su Jingyi said lightly.

Seeking revenge? Guardian Su, you're joking.

Grandmaster Kong Jue replied, "Guardian Su, please rest assured. We know the big picture."

Su Jingyi waved her hand, signaling the two old monks to leave quickly.

Since Guardian Su was driving them away, Grandmasters Kong Jue and Kong Mie didn't dare to linger and turned to leave.

Back at the inn, Lu Xun and Immortal Miao Feng returned to their room, and Lu Xun urged the big demoness to explain the robe.

"Sister, why can this robe change its size and automatically tie people up?" Lu Xun examined the robe for a while and looked at the big demoness sitting next to him with curiosity.

"This is the sacred robe of Kongming Temple, one of the three symbols of leadership," Immortal Miao Feng explained as she sipped her tea. "Once you inject your consciousness into it, it gains extraordinary powers, such as changing size and tying people up, as you mentioned."

"I see."

"Can I use it?" Lu Xun pursed his lips and asked shyly.

Immortal Miao Feng nodded gently and softly replied, "I've erased the original consciousness from it. Now it's just an ordinary robe. As long as you infuse your own consciousness into it, the robe can be used by you. But… I'm not very fond of monk-related things."

In other words, don't use it, huh? Lu Xun hesitated for a moment, and a bold idea emerged in his mind. He smiled sheepishly and said, "If I change this robe into a rope, will it still have those magical abilities, like automatically tying people up?"

"Turned into a rope?" Immortal Miao Feng was momentarily stunned, pondering for a while before saying, "If you can still infuse consciousness into it, it should be possible."

Oh my!

Wouldn't that be fascinating?

Later, I'll find a tailor's shop and have a craftsman turn this robe into a rope, and name it the "Demon-binding Rope," specifically for tying up the demonesses at home. Since I already have the Demon-binding Rope, it shouldn't be too much to ask for the Demon-Capturing Candle and Demon-Whipping Whip, right?

Wait, wait.

What if they manage to break free from my Demon-binding Rope? Then wouldn't I become a victim?

"What are you thinking?"

"Why do you have a lascivious grin one moment and a worried look the next?" Immortal Miao Feng looked at her little thief, observing his expression shifting from excitement to frustration and fear, and eventually to confusion and curiosity.

"Nothing." Lu Xun reined in his scattered thoughts and forcefully clung to the belief in tying up demons. He gently said, "Sister, I'll go to the tailor's shop for a moment. I'll be back soon."

"The tailor's shop?"

"Are you going to buy clothes?" Immortal Miao Feng asked in confusion.

"I'm going to have this robe restyled," Lu Xun replied as he left the room, leaving Immortal Miao Feng sitting there with a puzzled expression on her face.

After some time, Lu Xun found a tailor's shop. The master of the shop was frightened upon seeing the robe from Kongming Temple and almost wanted to report it to the authorities. However, Lu Xun explained that it was a replica. He then handed over a silver ingot, reluctantly persuading the master of the tailor's shop to agree.

"Can these leftover materials be used to make a whip?" Lu Xun asked.

"It can be done."

"But the whip won't be very long, about this size," the tailor master gestured.

That's enough. It's already sufficient.

Lu Xun nodded eagerly, then took out another silver ingot. In an instant, the tailor master's speed noticeably improved.

After a long time, Lu Xun received the finished products: a long rope and a short whip. He couldn't help but laugh.

Hehehehehe—

"This pristine robe, you really had it changed into a rope and whip?" Immortal Miao Feng looked at the rope and whip in the little thief's hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Lu Xun grinned and then asked, "Sister, please teach me how to infuse consciousness. I'm getting a bit impatient."

"Grasp the items tightly, clear your mind, establish a mental connection with the objects, and once they accept you, you can infuse your consciousness," Immortal Miao Feng explained.

"Oh? Let me give it a try."

Lu Xun tightly held the rope and cleared his mind. At that moment, he felt an inexplicable force engaging in soul communication with him.

Is this the power hidden in the robe?

Oh, it's actually entering!

Comfortable—

In just a moment, that power returned to the rope, and Lu Xun immediately infused his own consciousness into it.

"It's done."

Lu Xun opened his eyes and looked at the big demoness, asking, "What should I do next?"

"Now that you've infused your own consciousness, you can control it through your thoughts," Immortal Miao Feng said. "But it requires a long process. You need to adapt to the rope, and the rope also needs to adapt to you. Once you establish a rapport with each other, you'll be able to realize all your thoughts."

"Oh, right. Have you given a name to this rope?" Immortal Miao Feng casually asked.

"Of course!"

Lu Xun looked at the big demoness in front of him, grinning mischievously, and said, "This rope is called the ‘Demon-binding Rope,' and this whip is called the ‘Demon-Whipping Whip.'"

"Sister."

"I suddenly have a bold idea!"