Just Laugh It Off

Some time later, Su Luo and Nangong Xiyun emerged, and from their expressions, it was clear they had reconciled.

Jiang Ningshu glanced left and right, certain that something physical had happened between them. Judging by Nangong Xiyun’s satisfied look, it must have been quite fulfilling.

Still, she wouldn’t say it outright—that would just make things awkward for everyone.

Little Yu stepped forward and asked, "How did your talk go?"

"We’re good now. Everything’s settled," Su Luo replied.

"I’m glad you made up."

Little Yu was genuinely happy for them. No matter what, she wished for everyone to get along. The time they’d spent together had been wonderful, and the people were kind—it would be a shame to part ways and lose their friendship.

"By the way, Su Luo, how did you get injured?" Little Yu continued, more concerned about what had happened to Su Luo.

Su Luo then explained the incident involving the Left Envoy.

"The Left Envoy is dead—doesn’t that cause problems?" Nangong Xiyun asked.

"It’s fine. I’ll just take on the role of the Left Envoy from now on."

Nangong Xiyun found this a bit odd.

She was playing the East Extreme Demon Lord, Su Luo was taking over as the Left Envoy, and the Demon Sovereign was on their side. It almost felt like half the Heavenly Demon Sect was already under Su Luo’s control.

If Su Luo decided to become the Demon Sovereign now, no one could stop her.

But Nangong Xiyun knew Su Luo would follow the script.

After that, they chatted casually, slipping back into their usual routines.

Nangong Xiyun was the same. Even though her relationship with Su Luo had deepened, she wasn’t about to get handsy in public.

Once the small talk ended, everyone went about their own business.

Nangong Xiyun sought out Little Yu for a private conversation.

"Little Yu, I like Su Luo."

She had no intention of hiding it. No matter what, Little Yu’s affection for Su Luo was the most passionate, and she deserved to know.

"Yeah, I know."

The response was surprisingly calm. Nangong Xiyun wondered if Little Yu had misunderstood.

"I mean, it’s not just a regular kind of liking."

"I know."

"You know?"

"I also know you kissed Su Luo before."

"Huh?"

Nangong Xiyun had been about to bring it up, but Little Yu already knew? And now that she’d mentioned it, Nangong Xiyun felt embarrassed—that had been a spur-of-the-moment impulse.

"The Demon Sovereign told me."

"Jiang Ningshu? How does she know?"

"I’m not sure."

"Little Yu, I’m sorry."

Little Yu shook her head. "You don’t need to apologize to me for this. If you like Su Luo, it’s probably a good thing for her."

"Little Yu..."

Little Yu shook her head again, stopping Nangong Xiyun from continuing. "I just want Su Luo to be happy. That’s enough for me."

Nangong Xiyun couldn’t help but hug Little Yu. "Little Yu, you’re such a good person."

After that, they talked more, and their relationship grew even closer.

Once she was done with Little Yu, Nangong Xiyun looked into the distance. There was still one more person she needed to explain things to—Li Siyi.

This was even harder to hide. She wondered if her disciple resented her for it.

But Li Siyi was up north, and with Nangong Xiyun about to resume her role as the East Extreme Demon Lord, she couldn’t leave right now.

She’d have to wait until their next meeting to clear things up.

Meanwhile, Su Luo was lounging around, and so was Jiang Ningshu—just another day for the two slackers.

Jiang Ningshu asked, "So, what did you two talk about?"

"Long story short, I trust her now."

She wasn’t about to share the details—some things weren’t meant for casual conversation. The outcome was enough.

"Tch, she kissed you again, didn’t she?" Jiang Ningshu saw right through it.

"Yeah, you got me." Su Luo still felt like it had been a dream. Jiang Ningshu probably couldn’t even imagine how passionate Nangong Xiyun had been in that moment.

"So if I kissed you, would you trust me too?"

"Don’t joke around. Besides, what do I need to trust you about?"

Jiang Ningshu had never deceived her.

"Just saying."

Jiang Ningshu really was just teasing. Compared to physical contact, she preferred mental satisfaction.

She couldn’t understand the appeal of kissing—or anything lewd, for that matter.

Not that she was against physical touch.

It just didn’t compare to the joy of mental fulfillment.

Su Luo said, "Did you ever think that me giving you the third-stage method was proof enough that I already trust you a great deal?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ningshu immediately brightened. "True. Our relationship is anything but ordinary."

They even shared that mysterious diary—how much more special could it get?

And Su Luo’s words left Jiang Ningshu in high spirits for a long time.

The two lazed around a while longer.

Then Jiang Ningshu suddenly asked, "What do you think they’re talking about now?"

She was referring to Nangong Xiyun and Little Yu.

"No idea."

"I bet it’s about you."

"What’s there to talk about?"

"They’re laughing and chatting."

Jiang Ningshu still thought Little Yu was too good. Even after learning what Nangong Xiyun had done, she could still laugh with her.

Later, after Nangong Xiyun and Little Yu finished their talk, it was Jiang Ningshu’s turn to pull Nangong Xiyun aside.

"So? Did Little Yu say anything to you?" Jiang Ningshu had assumed Little Yu wouldn’t mention the kiss.

"I already came clean with her. I just didn’t expect you to beat me to it."

"At least you’ve got a conscience."

"Thanks."

Jiang Ningshu wasn’t pleased. She sneered, "Oh ho ho, acting like nothing happened after your identity got exposed—real smooth."

Now that she’d made up with Su Luo, Nangong Xiyun was in a good mood. Jiang Ningshu’s sarcasm didn’t rattle her like before.

If anything, she found it amusing.

"Yep, sorry to disappoint. But Su Luo and I are good now."

"Gotta admit, kissing Su Luo was a bold move."

Was that jealousy? Couldn’t stand seeing her and Su Luo together?

But then Nangong Xiyun’s heart fluttered with embarrassment. Only now did it occur to her—why had Su Luo even told Jiang Ningshu about that? Still, her expression didn’t change. "It wasn’t a tactic. It was genuine."

She was misjudging Su Luo. How could she know Jiang Ningshu had the diary?

Jiang Ningshu scoffed. "Should I congratulate you, then?"

"So, is this all you wanted to say?"

"Just a friendly reminder—don’t get too cocky just because you and Su Luo are on good terms now."

"Sorry, but I can’t help feeling happy."

Nangong Xiyun wasn’t about to let Jiang Ningshu have the last word.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningshu bristled.

"Fine, let me tell you something too. Su Luo and I share a special connection."

She was referring to the diary—the undeniable proof that tied her and Su Luo together, far stronger than anything Nangong Xiyun had.

"How impressive. I don’t know what it is, but you probably don’t even know what Su Luo truly wants."

"Oh? And you do?"

"Who knows?" Nangong Xiyun played coy. She definitely wasn’t going to reveal anything.

Jiang Ningshu refused to back down. "Whatever it is, my bond with Su Luo is deeper than yours."

Nangong Xiyun almost laughed. She’d just taken her relationship with Su Luo to the next level—and she had Su Luo’s diary too.

How could this Demon Sovereign possibly claim to be closer to Su Luo than her?

Ridiculous.

"Sure, sure. Whatever you say. Hah..."

Jiang Ningshu snorted coldly, "Go ahead and laugh."