Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 299 The Goddess Loves All Beings 3

The high priest and others waited on Qingmo's way back.

"Goddess, why did you show mercy? He is the Demon Lord. You were born enemies. Have you forgotten what I said?"

"Ha, is it fate or calamity? The High Priest will find out in time. There's no need to rush. I know what I'm doing."

Having said that, he walked right past the high priest without even glancing at him.

The high priest watched Qingmo's departing figure, shook his head, and felt a deep sense of worry.

He knew that the goddess's actions were always unpredictable, but letting the demon lord go this time was far too risky.

Putting aside the fact that the Demon Lord Minglou is ruthless in killing, what he is most worried about is that the goddess has fallen in love with mortals. This not only concerns the common people, but also the next generation of goddesses of the Cang clan.

Back in her room, Qingmo set up an array and began to cultivate cross-legged.

Having finally encountered a world imbued with spiritual energy, divine power alone is certainly not enough. Adding a long lifespan to this is the proper way for a goddess to be.

Time flies when you're cultivating. She didn't know how much time had passed when a maid knocked on the door, and she finally came to leave her cultivation.

"Goddess, the Grand Elder requests your presence in the council chamber," the maid said respectfully.

Qingmo got up, straightened her clothes, and followed the maid to the council hall.

As soon as I entered, I saw the First Elder sitting in the main seat with a serious expression, and the other elders also had worried faces.

"Goddess, something terrible has happened! That Demon Lord Minglou has gone mad for some unknown reason. He has led a large number of demon troops to attack our human borders and has already captured several cities. Our casualties are heavy," the Grand Elder said with great concern.

Qingmo was not surprised, but she frowned slightly on the surface.

The other elders also began to discuss and speculate about the Demon Lord's intentions.

Qingmo raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet. "Everyone, there's no need to panic. They're just clowns. I'll go and meet that Demon Lord."

All the elders agreed with this, after all, they had invited the goddess for this very reason, and they had great confidence in her abilities.

The Grand Elder said, “Goddess, you are of great righteousness. Although your strength is beyond doubt, it is still best to be cautious, after all, the demon race is treacherous by nature.”

Qingmo smiled confidently, "Elder, there's no need to worry, I know."

Having said that, he used his magic to transform into a streak of light and head towards the border.

When Qingmo arrived, she saw Minglou sitting at the head of the demon army camp, dressed in a black robe, holding a cup of wine in his hand. He showed no surprise at seeing her, and even had a slight smile on his lips.

Upon seeing her, he smirked wickedly, "Goddess, you've finally arrived."

"Yes, haven't you been waiting for me all this time?" Qingmo remained unmoved when she met his gaze.

Minglou put down his wine glass, slowly stood up, and walked towards her step by step. With each step he took, the ground seemed to tremble.

"Goddess Qinghuan, when you let me go last time, was it out of pity, or because you couldn't bear to part with me?" His deep and magnetic voice echoed in her ears.

"Ming Lou, are you courting death?"

Minglou laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned. "Qinghuan, are you angry out of embarrassment?"

Qingmo did not answer.

He then said to himself, "You won't admit it? Ha, don't you want to know why I suddenly turned against these mortals?"

“Because of you, you clearly have me in your heart, but because of these mortals, because of your mission, you have rejected me time and time again. So I will kill them. Only then will you come to see me.”

Hmm? This kid has a pretty vivid imagination. He thought of everything without me saying anything.

Qingmo crossed her arms, looking calm: "Oh, so you're saying you're threatening me by killing these people?"

The Demon Lord sneered: "It's not a threat, but the more you care about them, the more I want them dead. They're just a bunch of ants. How could they deserve your love? In this world, only I am worthy of you."

Qingmo nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right, they don't deserve it, but neither do you."

Qingmo stopped talking and immediately cast a spell. The Demon Lord thought she was going to fight him and was just about to engage when he saw that Qingmo's spell did not hit him but instead landed in the human camp behind him.

The human race was thrown into chaos, with screams echoing everywhere.

Minglou was momentarily confused by her strange move and frowned, asking, "What do you mean by this?"

Qingmo smiled faintly: "Rather than letting you threaten me, how about I end their lives? The common people of the world are nothing more than this."

A faint hint of malevolence emanated from her eyes, an aura that was definitely not that of a goddess.

Minglou was somewhat surprised and uncertain, and unconsciously took two steps back, feeling that she was different from before.

"You've fallen to demonic possession?"

Qingmo smiled at him but did not answer. She transformed into a streak of light and arrived above the human camp.

"Goddess, it's Goddess Qinghuan. I've seen her before, that's right."

"The goddess has come! Please, goddess, save us!"

"Ah, we're saved."

At this moment, smiles appeared on everyone's faces, a mixture of joy at surviving a disaster and hopeful anticipation.

But the next second, Qingmo formed hand seals, and streams of magical power, like pythons, swept towards the crowd below.

The smiles on people's faces froze instantly, replaced by terror and despair. "Why would the goddess attack us?"

"No, she's not a goddess, she's a witch!"

"Ah, help! Why hasn't the goddess come to save us yet?"

A series of mournful cries came from the crowd.

Minglou watched this scene from behind, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He wasn't feeling sorry for these mortals; he just couldn't understand Qingmo's actions and felt that things weren't so simple.

Qingmo ignored everyone's pleas for mercy and continued to cast her spells, causing countless deaths and injuries among mortals.

Although Minglou wanted to be with the goddess, he didn't want her to end up like him, with blood on her hands; otherwise, she wouldn't be herself.

Could it be that she's become obsessed with being with him?

He shouted, "Qinghuan, stop making this mistake! These people don't deserve to dirty your hands. I'll take care of it."

After saying that, he rushed towards Qingmo, trying to stop him.

Just as he was about to approach Qingmo, Qing suddenly stopped, the evil look in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a sly glint.

She said softly, "You don't think I did this for you, do you?"

A powerful surge of magic rushed towards Minglou like a tidal wave. He hadn't expected Qingmo to suddenly attack him, so he quickly parried.

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, with sand and stones flying everywhere and the sky darkening.

After several rounds, Mingming gradually lost the battle. Qingmo seized the opportunity, flashed behind Minglou, gathered her magic power in her palm, and struck him straight in the chest with a palm, pulling out his heart.

Minglou let out a muffled groan and staggered forward.

Why?

He didn't understand why she wanted to kill him. If that was the case, why did she let him go in the first place?

"Heh, a dead man, no point in saying more." Qingmo said coldly, and then ended his life. She also absorbed all his spiritual power, and her cultivation level quickly reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Her magic power was no longer a single gold color; it now contained one-third black demonic energy.

At this moment, the demons also realized from their state of watching the excitement that the human goddess had actually killed the demon lord.

Whether human or demon, everyone looked at Qingmo with fear.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Goddess, she's possessed! She's gone mad! Run!"

The crowd scattered in all directions, their only thought at that moment being to escape, to escape as far away as possible, to go back and tell their people that the goddess had gone mad.

Qingmo watched the fleeing crowd and a mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

He muttered, "Escape? Is there any way to escape? Everyone will die."

Now that she's done it, how could she let everyone here leave alive? Otherwise, her act would be in trouble.