Chapter 220: The Archbishop is a Snake Demon

Using the talisman caused a minor fluctuation in spiritual energy; she hoped it wouldn't alert the enemy.

However, Lin Qingyue soon realized her talisman had failed.

It was Dongfang Yan who had seen through her intentions and silently neutralized it.

How could he not know the danger? Therefore, he could not let Lin Qingyue take the lead.

Based on the information Old Turtle had gathered, although the Archbishop was a great demon, Lin Qingyue should have no trouble dealing with him.

As for that "God" behind the scenes, even if he couldn't defeat him, he would risk his life to strip away a portion of his strength.

At this moment, those men had approached, and Lin Qingyue could no longer continue using the concealment talisman.

She could only signal to Dongfang Yan with her eyes: Do not be reckless; delay as much as you can, and I will find you as soon as possible!

The two were carried upstairs; Lin Qingyue was taken to the sixth floor of the Shendian, while Dongfang Yan was carried to the top floor.

The Cloud Palace of the past had stood high above the clouds, and Lin Qingyue's bedchamber had offered a view of the rolling sea of clouds whenever she pushed open the window.

Was it a coincidence that this "God" was also on the top floor of this temple, or was there another reason?

Soon, Lin Qingyue was carried to the sixth floor.

The attendants set her down and retreated respectfully.

Not long after, the small door to the inner hall opened, and a dark shadow slowly approached her.

The Archbishop's voice reached her ears: "Wake up, my bride."

At the same time, a wisp of refreshing smoke drifted past her nose—this must have been the antidote to the Holy Water.

Lin Qingyue pretended to wake up, opening her eyes in confusion and looking at the Archbishop.

The Archbishop appeared dignified and kind, but Lin Qingyue had already seen through his true form: he was a snake demon with at least a thousand years of cultivation.

Lin Qingyue had only recovered one-tenth of her peak strength; if she fought, she could kill him within a hundred moves, taking about half an hour.

Not only would it be time-consuming, but the resulting spiritual energy fluctuations would inevitably attract the attention of that "God."

At this moment, the Twin Resonance Talisman in her body showed no abnormalities, meaning Dongfang Yan was safe.

Under these circumstances, it was better not to alert the enemy.

Thus, she secretly pondered: what method could she use to kill the Archbishop quickly without causing massive spiritual fluctuations?

Seeing Lin Qingyue remain silent, the Archbishop assumed she was intimidated by his noble status.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. Is your name Nuowei?"

Nuowei was the name Lin Qingyue had used to impersonate the bride.

"You are truly beautiful, beautiful enough to move the God's heart. Nuowei, are you willing to enter the Shendian as a handmaiden to the God? Serve the God just as I do, and you will receive the God's protection and obtain everything you desire."

For so many years, the Archbishop had never lacked beauties by his side. Yet, compared to Lin Qingyue, all those women paled in comparison.

Lin Qingyue's eyes were especially beautiful, sparkling and incredibly lively; the Archbishop couldn't bear to turn her into a puppet.

That was why he was coaxing her, wanting her to stay and serve him of her own volition.

Lin Qingyue followed his lead: "But I am already married. My husband will come to take me home tomorrow morning. How am I to serve the God?"

The Archbishop smiled: "It doesn't matter. As long as you are willing to stay, your husband's family and your own family will receive generous rewards from the temple. They will all be proud of you and will never object. Just nod and agree."

—If she agreed willingly, that would be best; otherwise, he had plenty of ways to make her stay.

For all these years, there was no one he had set his sights on that he hadn't obtained!

They say how noble the emperors of the human world are, but how could an emperor compare to a God?

And he was the incarnation of the God in the human world. As long as he stood beneath the shrine, those foolish believers would offer up vast amounts of gold and silver, begging him to accept them.

His words were divine decrees, and even the high-and-mighty emperors had to listen with bowed heads.

Sure enough, the beauty before him was moved; she nodded and walked slowly toward him: "How should I serve the God?"

The Archbishop said: "I, the Archbishop of this temple, am the incarnation of the God in the human world. Serving the Archbishop is the same as serving the God."

His voice carried a kind of bewitchment that could influence the mental state of ordinary people. Using this method, the women he bewitched would not lose their inherent spiritual energy, yet they would become utterly devoted and under his control.

Sure enough, Lin Qingyue's eyes began to show a hint of confusion, and she muttered, repeating his words:

"The Archbishop is the incarnation of the God in the human world. Serving the Archbishop is the same as serving the God."

"Now, take off your clothes and let me properly admire your beautiful body."

"... Take off clothes... take off..."

Lin Qingyue, as if brainwashed, began to undress according to his instructions.

She first untied her sash, then began to remove the outer layer of her wedding dress.

The dress was large; once untied, it revealed her undergarments and skirt. Although still covered, her slender waist and full chest were already faintly visible.

The Archbishop stared at her, his eyes excited: "Take it off! Keep taking it off! Hurry!"

Before he could finish, the wide outer robe suddenly lunged forward, covering his head.

Before he could react, a sharp sword had pierced his chest.

The red robe slipped away; his lust had not yet faded from his eyes, but he saw the woman who had just been bewitched into undressing standing there with a sword, tilting her head and smiling, her eyes filled with evil charm.

For a moment, the Archbishop almost thought that the woman opposite him was the one practicing the evil arts.

"Who are you? How dare you... strike me?"

The Archbishop wanted to use his demonic power to resist, but he discovered that the woman's sword was strange; he didn't know what method she had used, but as it pierced his body, it completely sealed his demonic energy, leaving him unable to fight back.

Lin Qingyue said with some regret: "Oh, right, I forgot you are a snake demon. This sword strike didn't kill you. But you just now... looked at my body, violating my greatest taboo. What should I do?"

Although the Archbishop couldn't see through Lin Qingyue's identity, he instinctively felt that her strength was immense, strong enough to easily suppress his demonic pressure.

"You, you only took off your outer robe. I didn't see anything, I didn't see..."

"That's fine! Your eyes are dirty; they are useless."

As the words fell, she raised her hand and forcibly dug out his two eyeballs from their sockets, then crushed them with a 'pop'.

Ordinarily, she could have done this easily with a spell without dirtying her hands.

Tonight, to avoid alerting the enemy, Lin Qingyue had done it by hand. Disgusting as it was, it significantly increased the Archbishop's agony.

He collapsed to the ground, howling in pain, and revealed his true form.

It was a massive python, as thick as a water barrel and pitch-black all over.

The area below its neck was pinned down by Lin Qingyue's sword; no matter how it struggled or twisted, it could never break free.

Lin Qingyue was still worried about Dongfang Yan and had no time to linger; she pulled the sword from the snake's body and slashed down again, directly severing the snake demon's head.

The snake demon twitched a few times and then stopped moving.