Chapter 29: Whoever Breaks the Promise is a Puppy!

“——?!”

At the last second, as the poison arrows flew toward him, He Yimo was yanked back by a crimson fox tail.

But instead of feeling relief at narrowly escaping death, He Yimo was more shocked by Jiang Jinyue’s transformation into her fox demon form.

Just now, Jiang Jinyue had instinctively revealed her true form to save him, disregarding her disguise entirely.

This left He Yimo utterly stunned.

He had seen something he shouldn’t have, and playing dumb was no longer an option.

He Yimo braced himself for the worst but couldn’t predict how Jiang Jinyue would react next.

“Thank you, Senior Sister, for saving me.”

“But… Senior Sister, what is this…”

Before Jiang Jinyue could flip out, He Yimo decided to play it safe and act clueless.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jinyue, reminded by He Yimo’s words, finally noticed the crimson fox tail behind her. She quickly retracted it.

In the confined space of the cave, an awkward silence fell.

Jiang Jinyue stared at He Yimo without speaking. Her delicate hand clenched into a fist but slowly relaxed after a moment of thought.

The reason was simple.

If she wanted to silence him, He Yimo still had Mo Yuyan’s protective token.

If Mo Yuyan were summoned here, Jiang Jinyue wasn’t even sure she’d make it out of the mountain temple alive!

Besides…

She had instinctively saved He Yimo. Killing him now would be contradictory.

Jiang Jinyue hadn’t expected herself to act so impulsively in the heat of the moment.

Fortunately, saving someone could be spun as an act of goodwill—a far better explanation than letting He Yimo get hit by poison arrows and drawing Mo Yuyan’s attention here.

Jiang Jinyue did have plans to use Mo Yuyan’s token as a last resort, but she didn’t want to be the prime suspect before the final boss even appeared.

Now, if she explained things properly, she could still maintain the upper hand in this situation!

After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Jiang Jinyue’s face flushed slightly as she turned away with a hint of grievance:

“To be honest, I’m not human. I’m a fox demon from the Western Regions.”

“A… fox demon?”

He Yimo feigned shock while internally panicking.

He couldn’t figure out what Jiang Jinyue was up to. In the original story, when she revealed her true form to the protagonist, it was during his moment of despair. She had exposed her identity as a villainous spy with fangs bared.

Compared to that, her current attitude was far too friendly—an unimaginable scene in the original plot.

“Yes. I know humans hate demons, so I’ve always hidden my identity at Wuji Sect…”

Jiang Jinyue’s tone grew increasingly emotional. Her peach blossom eyes, tinged with cherry-colored shadows, shimmered with innocence: “But just like humans have good and bad people, not all demons are monsters. Not all fox demons drain people’s life force…”

“Why can’t humans and demons coexist peacefully?”

By the end of her speech, Jiang Jinyue had elevated her argument to a philosophical level. But He Yimo felt nothing but skepticism.

If Yuan Xinyao had said these lines, He Yimo might have been moved.

But coming from Jiang Jinyue—the Enchantress—it was almost laughable. The only truth in her entire speech was probably that she hadn’t drained anyone’s life force before.

That much was true—He Yimo could vouch for it.

After all, rather than draining life force, this cultist preferred playing people to death before sacrificing them.

“Junior Brother Yimo, do you also hold prejudice against demons?”

With the atmosphere set perfectly, Jiang Jinyue gazed at He Yimo with tearful peach blossom eyes.

This was yet another test for him.

In truth, what He Yimo said didn’t matter—she could detect lies through his emotional responses. No matter how well he lied, his true feelings couldn’t escape her gaze.

“Senior Sister overthinks. Why would I hold prejudice?”

He shrugged nonchalantly.

This response was entirely genuine. After all, his aunt Yuan Xinyao, his unseen mother, and even himself carried demon bloodlines.

“To be honest, my aunt taught me from a young age that demons are just like humans—they have emotions, families, loved ones…”

“Sharing life-and-death experiences with Senior Sister tonight proves my aunt was right. You’ve saved me more than once.”

He Yimo’s acting skills shone as he spoke with increasing sentimentality—he even felt a bit teary-eyed himself.

It couldn’t be helped—this was a life-or-death performance. If he slipped up even slightly, Jiang Jinyue might kill him or brainwash him with illusions.

That would truly be a case of villains turning on each other!

“Aunt…?”

Hearing the familiar term made Jiang Jinyue tilt her head slightly in thought.

She recalled seeing a girl with golden phoenix tattoos on her legs at the Grand Tutor’s residence that night.

Back then, Jiang Jinyue had found that girl weird.

The Grand Tutor’s residence was a human stronghold in the Great Xia Dynasty—how could they casually harbor a demon girl?

She hadn’t expected that girl to be He Yimo’s aunt!

If that were true, it explained He Yimo’s friendly attitude toward demons.

“Your aunt seems like a very wise person.”

Jiang Jinyue smiled as she stepped closer.

Suppressing his unease, He Yimo watched as her enchanting eyes glowed red with a blood-colored curse mark. His body froze under her control once again.

The girl cupped his face gently—their eyes locked for what felt like an eternity.

After a moment, Jiang Jinyue released him and closed her eyes briefly in exhaustion while rubbing her temples.

【It seems my earlier efforts against those traps drained too much energy—I can’t keep using illusions on He Yimo tonight…】

【At least I confirmed he wasn’t lying—his words were sincere.】

【Come to think of it…】

【Since we met, He Yimo has never lied to me.】

Panting softly from fatigue, Jiang Jinyue reflected inwardly.

As the blood-red curse mark faded from her eyes, He Yimo regained control of his body.

Feigning concern, he stepped forward:

“Senior Sister, are you alright? Did saving me aggravate an old injury?”

“Of course not—I just feel a bit tired…”

Jiang Jinyue murmured softly before leaning against his shoulder for support.

After her illusion test confirmed He Yimo’s sincerity, her trust in him grew slightly. After all, in this human-dominated world, it was rare to find someone without prejudice against demons.

Still…

Jiang Jinyue was utterly exhausted tonight. She no longer had the energy to act coquettish or playful with He Yimo like before.

Moreover—she noticed that using illusions on He Yimo drained her far more than usual compared to other humans.

She suspected this might be related to his aunt Yuan Xinyao.

According to human customs—an aunt represented one’s mother’s sister—sharing blood ties with He Yimo. If he were part demon too—it would explain his natural resistance to illusions!

If that were true—it also explained why casting illusions on him caused her eyes to tire so quickly…

With ordinary disciples—Jiang Jinyue could brainwash them seven or eight times a day without breaking a sweat…

“Forget about me—the deer cries are getting louder. Let’s go rescue that trapped fawn.”

After resting briefly—Jiang Jinyue straightened up and opened her enchanting eyes again.

But before leaving—she grabbed He Yimo’s arm once more—biting her lip lightly as she spoke with a pleading tone:

“Mr. He—can you promise not to tell anyone about tonight? If Wuji Sect finds out I’m a fox demon—they’ll label me an outcast and execute me… I don’t want everyone to hate me…”

He Yimo paused briefly before nodding calmly: “Of course.”

“Then… pinky promise?”

This time—Jiang Jinyue didn’t use illusions to test his sincerity…

She held up her pinky finger—her peach blossom eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled tiredly yet playfully:

“Pinky promise—if you break it—you’ll be a puppy forever!”

tln : i just got back… and tired as hell. I just glad that my problem was solved before a week so i could back sooner than what i plan…