Demon-Sealing Mirror

"Brother Su, please stay! You’ve seen us this far; that’s enough!"

At the entrance of Su Manor, Gu Sheng politely clasped his hands and bid farewell to Mr. Su, who had accompanied them out.

Mr. Su clasped his hands and said, "Brother Zhang, until we meet again!"

"Until we meet again!"

After saying goodbye, Gu Sheng linked arms with Liu Daimei and climbed into a rickshaw on the street.

"What an extraordinary man!"

Mr. Su watched from the doorway for a long while before smiling, shaking his head, and returning to Su Residence.

At a hotel in the French Concession, Gu Sheng and Liu Daimei walked hand in hand up to the third floor. Along the way, they occasionally ran into acquaintances Liu Daimei had met at the gatherings, and each one nodded in greeting.

"Heh-heh~~ I never would’ve guessed that my Mei-jie would be this popular!"

After returning to their room and changing out of his rather thick overcoat, Gu Sheng sat down on the sofa in just his shirt and loosened his tie.

"Give me a break! Every one of those people sounded so nice just now, talking about free love. Could that possibly be their excuse for being scumbags? And they call themselves talented writers and Grandmasters? Hmph!"

Liu Daimei’s delicate brows drew together slightly. She clearly had no fondness for the people who had greeted them outside.

Liu Daimei had been frequenting gatherings in Shanghai. With her outstanding bearing and exceptional temperament, she naturally attracted plenty of attention, as well as quite a few so-called ‘devoted’ suitors. After learning that Liu Daimei was the newly taken Seventh Concubine of a rough military warlord, they had all begun making their moves, even checking into the hotel where they were staying.

Gu Sheng more or less understood what these men were thinking. They simply felt that Zhang Xianzong—Gu Sheng—was utterly unworthy of a beauty like Liu Daimei. A learned and talented woman like her ought to favor talented men like themselves.

After learning who these people were, Gu Sheng merely smiled and said nothing. Those fellows outside might have been considered fairly accomplished in the literary world. But as for the Grandmasters of the Republic of China, anyone who had paid attention knew that many of them would be considered scumbags by modern standards.

They used pursuing love and free romance as excuses to abandon their original wives, claiming they had found true love and stubbornly demanding divorces. They even required their original wives to abort their children. If someone did that nowadays, the entire internet would probably hunt them down!

Claiming to have fallen in love with and eloped with a friend’s wife, cheating with two women who were biological sisters, faking a marriage, abducting a friend’s daughter… There were all kinds of filthy deeds—things one could never imagine, but which they had somehow managed to do. After learning about them, Liu Daimei got goosebumps whenever she saw any of those people.

"Beautiful Liu, you’re absolutely right!"

Gu Sheng laughed in reply, then took the Su Family Porcelain Pillow—the spoils from this trip—out of his bundle.

At that moment, Liu Daimei walked over and sat on Gu Sheng’s lap. She wrapped both arms around his sturdy waist, lowered her head through the gap between the porcelain pillow and his chest, and rubbed her little face against the hollow of his shoulder. Her large, wavy curls brushed against his nose, making it itch slightly.

"What are you doing~"

With a gentle smile, Gu Sheng raised his right hand to stroke the young woman’s curls and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"Recharging!"

Liu Daimei lazily lifted her head and shifted into a more comfortable position.

"Heh."

Gu Sheng chuckled, set the porcelain pillow aside, and wrapped his arms around the beauty’s delicate body. Half reclining on the sofa, he watched her brows and eyes until he gradually became entranced.

"Mmph~"

Liu Daimei let out an indistinct moan in her sleep. Her nose felt a little itchy, and when she opened her eyes, she realized she had rubbed against Gu Sheng’s sleeve. She drowsily lifted her head, only to meet a pair of eyes filled with laughter.

"Pfft~~"

Gu Sheng burst out laughing. Liu Daimei had completely lost her usual air of a sophisticated older sister and was simply too adorable.

"Don’t laugh! Oh, stop laughing already!"

Liu Daimei began acting coy in embarrassment. Seeing that Gu Sheng was still laughing recklessly, she climbed onto him and started rolling around. With a beauty throwing herself into his arms, Gu Sheng naturally didn’t hold back. He closed both arms around her and began enjoying himself.

"Thump~"

A light impact awakened the two from their sweet entanglement. Liu Daimei’s little face flushed red as she hurriedly pushed Gu Sheng away.

"Oh no! The porcelain pillow fell onto the floor!"

After realizing that the sound had come from the porcelain pillow hitting the ground, Liu Daimei used the opportunity to hurry off the sofa and put some distance between herself and the somewhat ‘dangerous’ Gu Sheng. She picked up the porcelain pillow and carefully checked whether it had been damaged.

"Oh no, look here! There’s an extra crack!"

After inspecting it, Liu Daimei’s little face was full of reproach as she said to Gu Sheng, "Mr. Su gave this up only with great reluctance, and something like this happened as soon as we brought it back. What are we going to say if someone asks about it? It’s all your fault!"

"What’s there to say? I never planned to keep it anyway!"

Looking completely unbothered, Gu Sheng reached out with a grin and took the porcelain pillow from Liu Daimei’s hands. He then grabbed both sides of the crack and wrenched them apart with all his strength.

"Crack~"

With a crisp sound, the porcelain pillow split into two halves. Amid a "jingle," an ancient-looking Octagonal Bronze Mirror fell onto the floor.

"What is this~"

Liu Daimei stared blankly at the bronze mirror. What was going on? There was actually another antique hidden inside an antique. Had people in ancient times really been this playful?

"Don’t touch it!"

Seeing Liu Daimei reaching out to pick it up, Gu Sheng quickly stopped her. Although Su Tao would later most likely be trapped inside the mirror’s inner space because a drop of her blood landed on it, what if the Bronze Mirror was a little more ridiculous and that wasn’t actually the reason?

With the system at his side, Gu Sheng was confident he could subdue the Bronze Mirror. Liu Daimei didn’t have that ability. Besides, she was a vampire created by a science-fiction virus. If she came into contact with an Eastern Mystic Item and got trapped inside, who knew what kind of trouble she might cause!

"Why are you being so fierce? I was just curious!"

Liu Daimei patted her ample breasts and rolled her eyes at Gu Sheng. By now, how could she not know that Gu Sheng’s original target had been the Bronze Mirror? "What’s so special about this mirror? I’ve given you everything I have, and you still won’t even let me touch it!"

"Touch it, and you might not be here anymore!"

Gu Sheng gave Liu Daimei a look for her to figure out herself. He then carefully reached out and picked up the Bronze Mirror. Thankfully, nothing unexpected happened, and he wasn’t sucked inside. It seemed this thing was like certain Mystic Items and required blood to activate and recognize its master.

As for why Wu Xin’s blood hadn’t worked later, that fellow was far too special and couldn’t be considered human at all. His blood was practically the bane of demons and evil spirits, even more effective than the so-called ‘holy water.’ Even a spirit like Bai Liuli, who had never committed evil, would have had her soul scattered upon coming into contact with it. That was Wu Xin’s own explanation for why he hadn’t used blood against Shirakawa Rin.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Daimei asked curiously, "Does this mirror eat people? How come you’re fine?"

"Don’t point randomly. I take it back—I was just too nervous."

Gu Sheng waved away Liu Daimei’s slender jade finger as she pointed at it. Holding up the Demon-Sealing Mirror in his right hand, he said to her, "This isn’t an ordinary bronze mirror. It’s a Mystic Item—a Demon-Sealing Mirror that can absorb both humans and demons."