I was reborn as the Early-Dead Demon Lord! I was imprisoned and spoiled by the Black Immortal Lord

Two years ago, Tianmu Sect.

"Did you see that? That man is Jiang Lingzhou, the son of the Taichu Sect's leader."

"Don't look at his young age, he's already at the foundation-building stage, and he's quite good-looking."

"So what? He's a well-known bully who finds ways to make his father unhappy."

"Why is that? Doesn't the leader of the Taichu Sect only have this one precious son?"

"I heard that his mother died during childbirth. Rumors were circulating that he had brought her to her death! A few years later, his father married his mother's younger sister... and it seems she was pregnant. If this baby was a boy, Jiang Lingzhou probably wouldn't be able to be so lawless anymore..."

"Stop talking, stop talking, he's coming..."

Hearing this, everyone shut up and pretended to do their own things as if nothing had happened, but they still couldn't help but secretly look at Jiang Lingzhou who was walking over.

He was wearing a white brocade robe, with a light blue belt around his waist and a crystal clear jade pendant hanging on it.

He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips and white teeth. His long black hair is casually tied up with a hairband. He exudes a rebellious temperament.

Jiang Lingzhou walked up to them, glanced at them, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything. Everyone felt uncomfortable when his gaze swept over them, and they secretly wondered, "Why did this little bully suddenly come over here? Did he hear our conversation just now?"

Jiang Lingzhou didn't say anything, just looked at them quietly.

After a moment, he turned and left, leaving behind a group of uneasy disciples.

Not until he walked away did everyone breathe a sigh of relief and begin to talk in low voices.

"He didn't really hear what we said, did he?"

"That shouldn't be the case. He doesn't seem to be reacting at all."

"But I always feel uneasy."

"Forget it, don't think too much about it. We didn't say anything wrong anyway."

"Young Master, they are just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

The young disciple who followed Jiang Lingzhou looked at the people around him who were talking, and said to Jiang Lingzhou with some anger and worry, "Madam's health has not been good to begin with, it's not the Young Sect Master's fault."

He has heard such words so many times since he was a child that he has even become accustomed to them.

It's said that the day he was born, there were unusual signs, but none of them were auspicious. Outside the sect, a black mass of crows gathered, as if foreshadowing an impending disaster; while inside the sect, his mother used up every last ounce of her strength to keep him alive.

Therefore, people said that he had killed his mother. From then on, his birthday became a taboo, and his father never celebrated his birthday or even mentioned it.

He knew that this was because his birthday was also his mother's death anniversary.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't need any false concern anyway.

"Young Sect Master, where are you going? Wait for me!"

The young disciple watched Jiang Lingzhou walking very fast and shouted hurriedly.

But Jiang Lingzhou did not stop, instead he walked faster and faster.

The young disciple hurriedly chased after him and tried to grab the corner of Jiang Lingzhou's clothes, but missed.

Jiang Lingzhou turned around and gave the young disciple a cold look, then said in a cold voice, "Don't follow me."

After saying that, he continued walking forward without looking back.

The young disciple was a little at a loss. He stood there hesitating for a while, but finally followed Jiang Lingzhou.

When he saw the fierce gaze from Jiang Lingzhou, his heart tightened and his feet seemed to be nailed down, unable to move.

After Jiang Lingzhou got rid of the young disciples of his sect, he came to the library alone.

This is a small habit of his, which he has had since he was a child. Whenever he is in a bad mood, he will find a place like this to be alone.

After entering the library, Jiang Lingzhou walked straight to a secluded corner, skillfully got into a narrow bookcase, and gently closed the door.

The small space gave him an inexplicable sense of security, as if the whole world was isolated from him.

Jiang Lingzhou sat quietly in the bookcase, curled up in a ball.

"Junior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Not long after, the voices of other disciples could be heard from outside the door.

Jiang Lingzhou frowned. How annoying!

Can't even let people be quiet for a moment...

If he had known that Mu Zong was here to cause trouble, he would not have come.

He was just hesitating whether to go out and hide somewhere else when he heard the disciples continue talking.

"Don't mention it. It wasn't that because of some gossip just now, that little bully from the Taichu Sect was punished."

"what happened?"

"Just now, Senior Sister Li, Senior Brother Zhao, and I were cleaning over there when we saw the little bully from Taichu Sect coming. Senior Sister Li said he was quite good-looking."

"and then?"

"You know, Senior Brother Zhao has a crush on Senior Sister Li." The disciple continued with a sad face, "Senior Brother Zhao got jealous for a moment and said a few bad things about that little bully."

"What did you say?"

"Senior Brother Zhao said that if it weren't for his father... he would be so arrogant if he looked at the little bully. He also said that the people of Taichu Sect are all arrogant and look down on others. None of them are good people." The disciple added fuel to the fire.

"Oh, how can you say that!" another disciple interrupted anxiously.

"I also advised Senior Brother Zhao at that time, but he didn't listen." The disciple said aggrievedly.

"What happened next? Who punished you?"

"The three of us were captured by Uncle Wen's men. They said we would be put in solitary confinement for three months."

"Ah? Did Uncle Wen find out?"

"Yeah, I was just listening from the side, but I ended up getting implicated. My bad luck was that Uncle Wen's two beloved disciples reported me..."

"What bad luck!"

"Who says it's not?"

Jiang Lingzhou couldn't help but frown when he heard this. Who were Wen Daochen's two beloved disciples?

"Jiang Lingzhou is the young master of the Taichu Sect, the future master. How could you possibly gossip about him!"

Xie Wenyun and Gu Yi had been standing behind them at some point, and had heard everything that had just been said.

"Senior Brother Xie...Junior Sister Ye..." When the disciples saw the two of them, they didn't dare to say a word.

Everyone in the Tianmu Sect knows that Wen Daochen protects his people.

His two beloved disciples would be scolded by him even if they got a scratch...

What's more, this time, I don't know why, but they reported me just because I gossiped a few words.

"I think the punishment is still too light." Gu Yi yawned and moved to find a place to sit down.

He casually picked up a book and flipped through it. "Even if Jiang Lingzhou isn't the young master of the Taichu Sect, he's still a guest of our Tianmu Sect. How can he talk about it so casually? It's so rude."

"Brother Xie, Sister Ye, we know we were wrong. We've been disciplined and punished. Please don't complain to Uncle Wen anymore."

The disciple hung his head. He muttered to himself, "Why am I so unlucky today? I've been running into Uncle Wen's disciples one after another. Please don't mention this to Uncle Wen again. I really know I was wrong."