My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 28p1

Chapter 28 Part 1: Yan Jingyu will definitely slaughter the entire Demon Realm!

Yan Jingyu turned over between the dim bed curtains.

His face was buried in the pillow, his hands tangled in his hair, his brow and face wrinkled tightly.

He felt that it was best not to show that he cared about this matter right now. After all, Liao Chen had already sealed his memory. He should be acting as if he didn’t know anything right now! And his memory hadn’t fully recovered yet. Perhaps it was Liao Chen who was the guilty one?!

…But that clear and pure Liao Chen could only be deceived by him. How could he possibly deceive him?

And that day when he fed him the poison, Liao Chen also looked so wronged… Sigh.

What should I do…

“Awake?”

“Why are you peeking at me!”

“I just heard you turn over.”

“…”

Yan Jingyu sat cross-legged between the bed curtains, his spine straightening for a moment before relaxing again. He rested his elbows on his thighs, his chin in his hands.

Liao Chen noticed his movements and glanced at the bed curtains.

After about half an incense stick’s time, Yan Jingyu finally climbed out. Their four eyes met. His first sentence was, “I want to go out and play.”

“There are resentful demons outside.”

“Do you all spend every polar night like this? Just because there are resentful demons, everyone has to lose their normal life?”

“This is the law of survival in the Demonic Domain.”

“But when Chi Yuan was here, the Demon Palace was always brightly lit…”

“When Chi Yuan was here, you had not set foot in the polar night of the Demonic Domain.” Liao Chen’s tone was faint. “You have no idea what it’s like.”

Yan Jingyu indeed did not know. He said, “You can tell me.”

“You wouldn’t want to know.” Liao Chen said faintly, “Just obediently wait for the polar night to pass.”

“…” Yan Jingyu really didn’t want to stare at him here. He glanced at Liao Chen again and suddenly felt that the other, perhaps after that incident, had started to be unable to leave him?

It shouldn’t be… Why on earth does he have to fight me? Is that fight so important, so important that he can even endure being… that?

Just then, the Demon Palace suddenly shook violently. Liao Chen, as if he had anticipated it, looked up, his expression grave and cold.

Yan Jingyu swayed uncontrollably and said subconsciously, “What is it?!”

“The Nether Blood Beast.” Liao Chen’s tone was heavy. “The barrier sealing it has loosened again.”

“The Nether Blood Beast?!” The blood beast’s impact on the barrier lasted for about half an incense stick’s time, and then it suddenly impacted again. This time, Yan Jingyu even heard its gloomy roar.

At the same time, the leaders of the various clans also abruptly propped themselves up amidst the shaking. An Long also instantly sat up from his male pet’s embrace, at the same time turning back into a man, and said in a deep voice, “It’s awake again.”

With that, his gaze swept over the attendants who were holding their breath beside him. He looked around and finally landed on the handsome male pet who was smiling obediently beside him. The male pet’s face suddenly turned pale, and he fell from the couch, saying in a panic, “Leader, spare my life! Don’t let me go!”

“What’s your name?”

“I, I, my name is, Lingguang.”

“It’s somewhat like a name from the immortal sects.” An Long said, “The Asura clan will remember your great kindness.”

The male pet instantly went limp on the ground.

The same scene was happening in all the clans at the same time. Some of the chosen ones were resigned to their fate, some had numb expressions, and some simply bowed their heads solemnly to their leaders, as if they had decided their fate long ago.

Yu Qiuye also opened his eyes amidst the sound of silk and bamboo. Beside him knelt various different beauties, each one carefully painted and sculpted according to his wishes. But at this moment, these painted-skin ghosts, who had been smiling and relaxed just now, were also pale, their stiff faces trying their best to maintain their previous expressions.

He closed his eyes, casually pointed at the crowd, and then randomly stopped. “You go.”

The man who was playing the zither suddenly threw it down and ran out, but was pierced in the back of the heart by Yu Qiuye’s finger. He fell with his eyes open into the snow of the polar night. He withdrew his finger, closed his eyes again, and tapped lightly amidst the unceasing music, murmuring, “Why bother, to just add another life in vain.”

In the academy, Mo Ting hurriedly dressed and got up. The woman beside her glanced at her. “The snake clan didn’t send anyone over this time.”

Mo Ting gathered her clothes, her expression complicated, but in the end, she walked out without a word.

At this moment, Mo Dong had already led some cubs to stand inside. The little ones had their hazy eyes open, and some had already excitedly raised their paws. “The blood beast is awake again! I want to go see it this year too!”

“I want to go too!” Mo Xia said, “I heard it eats everything. I wonder which one of us is more powerful.”

“If you go to the blood beast’s side to help it wash its tail, you can become one of the Demon Lord’s people in the future!” Amidst the tender voices, Mo Ting’s figure appeared in front of everyone. Her gaze swept over the hostages of the demon race and finally landed on a quiet, silent child at the end.

Mo Ting had never told them what it meant to go to the blood beast, only that if they went to face the blood beast and were not scared to tears, they could stay by the Demon Lord’s side from then on.

They did not know that there was a certain pattern to going to see the blood beast. If any clan dared not to send someone on their own initiative, a cub from the academy would be chosen.

The child who met her gaze was dressed in short black clothes, his hair dark and shiny, his pupils slightly constricted under the light. He was the snake clan’s hostage.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he clenched his fingers a little shyly, as if he couldn’t believe that such a great thing would fall on him.

But Mo Ting slowly walked towards him. The children around him immediately became dissatisfied. “Why is it him who gets to go!”

“Master, Master! Didn’t Mo Li perform well this year? Why don’t you let Mo Li go?”

“Little Snowball doesn’t want to cultivate. Little Snowball also wants to test his courage…”

“All of you, be quiet.” She glanced at Mo Dong again. Mo Dong nodded and turned to lead all the children back into the room. Mo Xia also pouted. “I still want to go.”

Mo Dong sighed and pushed her into the room.

The teleportation array of the Demon Palace lit up with one ray of light after another. A dozen or so figures appeared inside, but the moment they arrived at the Demon Palace, they still couldn’t help but stop their steps.

When the blood beast impacted the seal for the third time, Liao Chen finally got up from the jade bed. Yan Jingyu immediately followed, his eyes shining. “Take me.”

“Do you know what the blood beast is?”

“I do.” Yan Jingyu had already understood everything when he heard the four words “Nether Blood Beast.” He said at once, “Back then, Chi Yuan fed countless living beings into the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron to refine pills. Eight hundred boys, eight hundred girls, five hundred immortal cultivators of various spiritual roots, five hundred demonic cultivators of various spiritual roots, five hundred different demon cultivators. Later, for some reason, he started to throw in a large number of young girls in their prime, requiring extremely yin eight characters. It was just one step away from becoming a pill, but it was destroyed by me.”

“You’re right.” Liao Chen said, “After the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron was destroyed, the things that flowed out of it turned into a huge blood pool in the Demon Palace. The resentful souls in it fought each other, and in the end, a killable evil spirit was nurtured, which devoured everything. At first, Chi Yuan thought it was a blessing in disguise and was overjoyed. But later, he found that the blood beast was difficult to tame, so he wanted to refine it into a pill again. As a result, he was seriously injured by the blood beast, which gave me the opportunity to kill him in retaliation.”

Yan Jingyu nodded again. “An evil spirit is difficult to refine. This is a great opportunity. If it can be tamed…”

“I said it’s difficult to tame!” Liao Chen said coldly, “In all these years, the only thing this Lord can do is to feed it regularly and seal it in time. Otherwise, the entire Demonic Domain will be swallowed by it!”

“Have you not tried feeding it things with your own spiritual mark?”

“Chi Yuan already tried that method long ago!”

Liao Chen strode out. But Yan Jingyu once again blocked his path. His eyes were determined. “Give me all those spoiled medicines you have. I have a way to tame it.”

“…” Liao Chen’s brow furrowed tightly. “How would I know which ones are spoiled?”

“Those mortal medicines you’ve treasured for hundreds of years are definitely all spoiled. Give them to me, give them to me, hurry up.”

“You don’t have much time.”

A massive amount of bottles and jars instantly poured out of the Qiankun Pouch. Yan Jingyu flew up, suspended in the air, his hands forming a seal. All the medicine bottles suddenly came to life and flashed past him in a line.

The marks needed to be engraved one by one. Beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, but his eyes were bright, clearly focused and without distractions.

Liao Chen only glanced at him and said in a low voice, “A useless effort.”

Then he walked out without looking back.

The blood pool was clearly not specially built. There were many collapsed and melted buildings at the edge. A huge beast head, like a small mountain, had already poked out from inside.

Mo Ting squatted down as she went out and gently wrapped the cloak around the black-clothed child. “Are you afraid?”

The child immediately shook his head. “A-Jin is not afraid. A-Jin is willing to go wash the blood beast’s tail and will always be loyal to the Demon Lord.”

Mo Ting stroked his head and said softly, “A-Jin is the best.”

She took his hand again. The little one looked at her slender fingers with a flattered expression, then carefully looked up at her. He was the least fluffy one in the entire academy. No one liked to play with him. He had always thought that his master didn’t like him either… He hadn’t expected to get this opportunity.

If he could stay by the Demon Lord’s side for a few years, when he returned to his clan, he would no longer have to be afraid of his mother being bullied.

Yu Qiuye slowly came over with the others and exchanged a glance with Mo Ting. A-Jin’s eyes immediately widened… He hadn’t expected so many people to be going to wash the blood beast’s tail… Could he compete with them?

The two of them nodded to each other. Yu Qiuye looked at her grave expression, suddenly smiled, and said, “It’s just taking a few people to see the blood beast. It’s much better than the polar night carnival when Chi Yuan was here, right?”

He was talking about the polar night great escape, a game that Chi Yuan loved to play. Every polar night, no one was allowed to stay in their sects. Those outside who survived the polar night could live, while those inside had only death.

Mo Ting glanced at the Demon Palace in this endless wind and snow and also smiled. “He doesn’t like to light the lamps, which actually makes me feel much more at ease.”

The wind and snow filled the sky. Someone behind them let out a soft sob. Just as A-Jin was about to turn his face to look, his head was gently pressed down by Yu Qiuye, accompanied by a light laugh. “It is your good fortune to be able to come to the Demon Palace. If anyone doesn’t want it, I will send you back now and have your leader send someone else.”

It became quiet behind them. Only the sound of the wind whistling past their ears.

When everyone slowly stopped in front of the Tianmo Hall, a figure suddenly ran over, out of breath. A-Jin immediately hid behind Mo Ting, shrinking his head and whispering, “It’s a demon, run.”

Yan Jingyu stopped in front of everyone, his face pale, his expression confused. “Why are there so many people?”