My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1161: You Dare to Plot Against Me?

"It is my fault for being late, causing you to waste these years fruitlessly." Before the dagger hidden in Xiao Li's embrace could find its mark, I had already drawn the Begonia Hairpin and pressed it against Xiao Li's Dazhu acupoint.

The Sharp Gold Aura possessed a power that could crush Demon Qi. Xiao Li's spine jolted, freezing her in place. "You... How could you... do this to me? Su Wan, I thought we were best friends, and yet you... intend to kill me??"

"Your master struggled through a thousand years, and that was barely enough for me to handle. Do you truly believe you are qualified to interfere with my plans?" I pushed the Begonia Hairpin deeper, crimson blood staining the apricot-colored fabric it touched.

From the back of the creature impersonating Xiao Li, something resembling a pot lid protruded, bulging unnaturally from beneath its clothing.

Illuminated by the sun's angle, Wuyue and I had entered the painted scroll at midday.

In less than an hour, the scene had already shifted to dusk.

This observation indicated that the duration of a single day within this realm was, at most, two hours.

Although time seemed to accelerate rapidly here, the lifespan of those who entered from the outside world should remain unaffected.

Gazing down from the mountainside, I spotted a middle-aged woman, bearing a strong resemblance to Xiao Li, hanging laundry.

I became certain that Xiao Li had been impersonated by a monster, prompting my descent to confront it directly.

The monster shrieked in pain, "Ah~ Esteemed Immortal, spare my life! I was merely following orders, please do not kill me~"

"Enough of this pretense. Where is Xiao Li?" I demanded, enunciating each word clearly.

The peasant family residing in that dwelling consisted of five individuals, ranging from the very old to young children, including the middle-aged woman who had answered the door.

At this very moment, their eyes all glinted with ferocity. I deduced they were all monsters in disguise, poised to attack me.

I found myself disinclined to even exert myself to make a move against them.

Instead, I leisurely retrieved an incredibly potent Thunder Charm from my satchel, displaying it to them as a show of intimidation.

"I... I don't know. The official merely commanded me to impersonate... only to impersonate." The eyes of the deceitful spirit, mimicking Xiao Li, darted nervously. Witnessing its companions tremble in fear at the sight of the Thunder Charm, it feigned a pitiful tone, crying out.

Grinding my teeth in sheer frustration, I channeled my Spiritual Power to activate the Thunder Charm, unleashing its brilliant light. "Even on the verge of death, you dare to play coy with me? I shall ask one final time: Was the person you impersonated captured by Piao Changji? And where... is she being held?"

I faltered momentarily while posing the second part of my question, nearly inquiring if Xiao Li had survived.

However, the mere thought of such a grim conclusion was unbearable, forcing me to rephrase my inquiry.

"I... I... cannot reveal it. Please, show mercy. I have elders and children to care for. If I perish, my entire family will be unable to survive." The imposter spirit, masquerading as Xiao Li, sobbed uncontrollably but stubbornly refused to disclose Xiao Li's location.

The five members of the farmhouse, recognizing my Thunder Charm as belonging to the Earth Immortal level, understood that a single strike would send all five of them to the western heavens.

They exchanged fearful glances amongst themselves, desperately seeking an opportune moment to stealthily escape.

Abruptly, the hues of the blood-red sunset seemed to dim as Wuyue entered the scene. "Su Wan, where has the cunning you employed to deceive me vanished? To be hoodwinked by a mere handful of fiends, when eliciting the truth from them should be as simple as waving a hand."

The entire family of wicked spirits found themselves cornered at the doorway, grudgingly retreating and crouching back into the shadows.

In truth, even without Wuyue obstructing their exit, I would have dealt with them beforehand. Today, without knowing Xiao Li's whereabouts, not a single one of them would have escaped.

"If you possess a solution, state it swiftly!!" My patience had worn perilously thin, to the point where I contemplated razing the entire town. I glared venomously at Wuyue.

Perceiving that jesting and playful taunts would yield no advantage with me in my current state, Wuyue narrowed his phoenix eyes. Suppressing a trace of his innate regal bearing, he directly proposed, "Does your esteemed Daoist Sect not possess a Daoist art known as the Truth-Spitting Spell?"