The Demonic World I designed
Chapter 325 - 325 317 I Have a Bad Feeling!

325: Chapter 317: I Have a Bad Feeling!

325: Chapter 317: I Have a Bad Feeling!

Frankly, if there had been a choice, Murong Bingyun really didn’t want to get involved in Shen Xue’s affairs.

Unfortunately, the Central Plains have always been more discriminatory towards the Ancient Desolate Country, and methods like arranged marriages through Capital City families were practically hopeless for them; many people were quite against marrying into the Ancient Desolate Country or taking their women as brides.

The women from the Ancient Desolate Country were more unrestrained and completely different from those in the Central Plains, who saw them as promiscuous.

Moreover, with the tradition of serving demons in the Ancient Desolate Country, it only made the Central Plains People even more uncomfortable.

When the Shen Family took the initiative to marry the legitimate daughter of the Ancient Desolate Country, it was almost the only time in nearly a hundred years that a family from the Central Plains had done so, the last being about three hundred years ago in the previous dynasty, which shows how much the Central Plains opposed marriage alliances with the Ancient Desolate Country.

And since traditional means of communication were too slow, the best approach for someone like Shen Xue was to extend favors before binding interests together.

Shen Xue’s personal value was certainly not as useful as recruiting Jiangnan locals.

After all, she and her group had taken a special examination, and their foundation wasn’t much better than the others.

But if there was one, there could be another; with one friend from the Central Plains, they could slowly establish a new circle of friends through her.

The most difficult part is the beginning; once the situation was opened up, the students from the Northern Wasteland could secure a place in the academies of Jiangnan.

Murong Bingyun was very clear about this.

Otherwise, always being in a state of exclusion would make progress extremely difficult.

Following Shen Xue, Murong Bingyun arrived at the other side of the restaurant.

Noticing the dwindling number of people around, he hurriedly quickened his pace to approach.

Watching her sway as if about to fall, Murong Bingyun stepped forward and steadied her with his arm.

Although her betrothal meant his actions were not entirely appropriate, he was still young and not of age, which made the situation relatively less sensitive and awkward.

“Miss Shen, are you alright?”

Shen Xue came back to her senses and looked at Murong Bingyun, her eyes clearly flustered.

She nodded, “I’m fine, thank you, Mr.

Murong.”

“Today’s banquet is a celebration.

Why does Miss Shen seem somewhat panicked?”

Shen Xue glanced at him, hesitated, and then said, “I don’t know.

Since morning, I’ve had a bad feeling, I’ve been restless.

Especially just now when I took my seat, I felt like something terrible would happen no matter which table I sat at.”

“Oh?” Murong Bingyun frowned upon hearing this.

“Paranoia?”

“Paranoia?” Shen Xue was startled.

“What do you mean…”

“It means that one’s consciousness has been influenced by a malevolent being, creating a delusion that something might go wrong anywhere.

As the heavens govern destiny, the more one dwells on such thoughts, the more one’s luck erodes, leading them away from safety and into peril!”

“Mr.

Murong, you…” Shen Xue was taken aback.

“Malevolent being,” did he know about it?

“I’ve known since the first time I saw Miss Shen,” Murong Bingyun said soothingly.

“You needn’t be afraid.

This kind of situation is very common in our place.

In the Ancient Desolate Country, evil gods are everywhere.

Even ordinary civilians sometimes worship some inexplicable things for better harvests, wealth, or offspring, although most don’t end well.

However, initially, these malevolent beings can indeed fulfill your requests.”

“What are you talking about, Mr.

Murong?

I don’t understand…” Shen Xue stepped back, creating distance between them.

“Miss Shen need not react so…” Murong Bingyun shook his head.

“I have no intention of threatening you.

Most evil gods lack intelligence.

I believe your mathematical abilities are your own.

You use that malevolent being probably to compensate for your lack of Meditation Aptitude, right?

That’s actually nothing to be ashamed of.

Everyone has different talents and weaknesses, and in Jiangnan, with its level of Spiritual Energy, even if Miss Shen’s Meditation Aptitude is a bit weaker, your achievements won’t be affected much, right?”

Shen Xue silently looked at him.

The boy, who seemed only in his early teens, made her feel as if she had been stripped bare, with all her secrets exposed.

At that moment, she knew that she couldn’t hide any longer.

“What exactly do you want, Mr.

Murong?”

“Miss Shen, you misunderstand me.

I simply want to make a friend, no ill intentions.” Seeing her grow more wary, Murong Bingyun knew he could not beat around the bush any longer.

He said directly, “I believe you also know that while worshiping evil gods might satisfy certain conditions in the short term, the consequences of being entangled with them are often enormous.

Moreover, the being on Miss Shen is not simple.

If you don’t break away soon, a great disaster may befall you.”

Shen Xue: “….”

Indeed, she herself had felt it.

The Straw Man had grown increasingly eerie, especially lately; the frequent malice made it impossible for her to sleep.

She also felt that simply discarding the thing wouldn’t work.

True enough, just yesterday, after passing the examination, she wanted to throw away the Straw Man, only to discover…

it had disappeared!!

This had kept her on edge all day, and now hearing him speak, her mental defenses collapsed in an instant: “Then…what should I do?”

Seeing her finally show such a vulnerable stance, Murong Bingyun inwardly sighed with relief.

What he feared most was her continual guard, which would prevent him from getting close.

“Don’t worry just yet, Miss Shen.

Our families from the Northern Wasteland have a lot of experience in dispelling malevolent beings.

After all, in the Northern Wasteland Country, there are no shortage of powerful evil gods, and over the years, our families have suppressed countless!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Xue felt a bit more at ease and opened up about her recent situation.

“It disappeared?”

Hearing this, Murong Bingyun was stunned; he had never heard of such a situation before.

Evil gods mainly cannot manifest their true forms directly; they rely on objects as mediums.

Generally, such objects can only exert their influence when close to their hosts.

So if Shen Xue had lost the Straw Man and found it impossible to discard it, with the Straw Man returning each time, that would still be normal.

But for it to leave Shen Xue on its own was abnormal…

And if the evil medium was no longer by Shen Xue’s side, where did that sense of malice come from?

Murong felt that the matter seemed far from simple…

“Is it possible it’s in Miss Shen’s room?”

“I don’t know….,” Shen Xue, pale-faced, shook her head, “I’m too scared to look.

When I’m in the room, I feel like disaster is looming overhead, so I ran out early in the morning and have been wandering the streets until the academy’s inauguration ceremony….”

“Is that so?” Murong thought for a moment and finally said, “In that case, if it’s convenient for Miss Shen, may I inspect your room?”

“This…” Shen Xue hesitated, “Just the two of us?

Should we call others?”

Murong said with a laugh, “Who does Miss Shen want to call?

Officials from Jiangnan?

But how will Miss Shen explain?

Surely you don’t want the officials to know about your worshiping evil entities, right?”

Shen Xue: “….”

“Murong…

don’t you have some companions?”

“Not good to bring them along…,” Murong shook his head, “There are only so many disciples from Northern Wasteland Country, and if we all come out, it’s too conspicuous.”

“This…”

“Actually, Miss Shen doesn’t need to worry too much,” Murong said with a smile.

“The essence of evil entities is indeed powerful, but most powerful evil gods can’t manifest directly.

They need a medium to exert their influence and grant power to their worshippers, using them as minions.

It’s rare for them to take action personally.”

At this point, he paused.

To be honest, the deities rumored in Jiangnan were quite similar to those evil gods, except the ones here seemed more righteous, harmonious with this land, unlike those demons repelled by heaven and earth.

Shaking his head, he continued, “As long as we find its medium, I will have ways to eradicate it.

Based on what Miss Shen said, that thing doesn’t have other worshippers now, so the tricks it can play are actually limited.”

“Is that so?” Hearing this, Shen Xue’s nervous expression relaxed somewhat.

The confident demeanor of the man indeed offered her a significant measure of reassurance.

“In that case…

then…

I will entrust this matter to you, sir!”

Hearing her finally seeking help, Murong immediately laughed and said, “We are fellow classmates, no need to be so formal…”

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“Beiyu, where’s Murong?”

A tall man searched the tavern for a long time before he found the table where Bei Yu and the others were sitting and hurriedly joined them.

Noticing that the main seat was empty without Murong, he asked out of curiosity.

“Where have you been?” Bei Yu, on the other hand, frowned at him.

The tall man was named Wutu Yun, a key disciple from the direct line of the Wutu Family.

He was nearly thirty this year and had performed well in his assessment on behalf of the Wutu Family, securing a place in the Heavenly Institute.

“Oh, didn’t the inauguration ceremony just end?

I was curious and took a stroll around the academy to see some new things.

Murong was right; there are many things in Jiangnan that have the potential to change the world.

I think we need to motivate our family’s younger generation to make an extra effort, sending more of them here, especially to the Xuan Huang Institutes.

It might be crucial for our Northern Wolf Country.”

“Never mind that for now…” Bei Yu said impatiently, “Did you see Murong when you came over?”

“He…

wasn’t he with you?” Wutu Yun was startled.

“He went to find that woman from Shen Family, and I have a bad feeling…” Bei Yu stood up and said, “You should go check it out…

no, I’ll go with you.”

“Is that…

necessary?” Wutu Yun asked in confusion, “Murong knows his limits; he won’t cause trouble, and besides, she’s so young, she won’t be swayed by…”

“Not that idiot!” Bei Yu interrupted impatiently, “I have a bad feeling.

Murong might be in danger!”

“Hmm?” At those words, everyone turned serious.

The daughters of the Beiyu Family often had the gift of prophecy, thus often being candidates for the High Priest of Northern Wolf Country.

Bei Yu was exceptionally talented.

Although young, her prophetic abilities were notable.

If she said Murong was in danger…

This was no joking matter!!

“Let’s go!!”