My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 31

Chapter 31: It’s not just to seize the treasure, but also for you.

Liao Chen’s hair was dark and shiny. Every stroke of the comb went straight to the end. Yan Jingyu watched and felt a little jealous again, but soon found that the cool touch of the hair strands passing through his fingertips was exceptionally comfortable, making it hard to let go.

If it grew on my own body, it wouldn’t be as easy to touch like this.

So he was relieved again.

He patiently combed Liao Chen’s hair for a long time, changing several jade crowns. Each time, either it couldn’t be fastened tightly, or some part was not combed neatly. In the end, he could only use a hairpin and tie half of his hair up.

He was still clumsy. The hair was tied loosely, making the usually stern man look a little more gentle and at home.

The corners of Yan Jingyu’s mouth curved up imperceptibly. He said deliberately, “These things scavenged from the dead, it’s more suitable for you to use them yourself.”

Looking in the mirror, his mood had clearly improved a lot. Liao Chen grunted in acknowledgement, then pulled him in front of him. Yan Jingyu obediently squatted in front of him and watched as he took out a hair ribbon again. It was entirely crimson, woven with gold thread in the middle, and decorated with some red jade.

“I know the origin of this one.” Liao Chen’s hand passed through his temples, holding half of his hair, and carefully wrapped the hair ribbon on his hand. “It was woven for me by my mother herself.”

Yan Jingyu subconsciously wanted to look at his expression, but after only slightly turning his head, he stopped again.

He scratched his knee with his finger, a little uncomfortable. “The others… do you not know their origins?”

“I don’t remember.”

“How can you just pick up these things? These are more or less relics, and they’re useless for cultivation.”

“They are all inlaid with gold and jade. If I were to fall from my realm and become a mortal one day, I could exchange them for money.”

“You, every day…” Yan Jingyu was about to say something in annoyance, but thinking of himself, he swallowed his words. “You are quite prepared for danger in times of peace.”

Liao Chen no longer answered. He stood up and also went to get water to wash his face and hands. Yan Jingyu walked over, picked up a towel, and handed it to him. “That, today’s council, is it because of me?”

Liao Chen cupped water to wash his face. When he straightened up, his face was already wet. He took the towel Yan Jingyu handed him. “Why do you say that?”

“Yesterday, Yin Shi… what he said to An Long, was that your meaning?” Yan Jingyu said, “The five major tribes, are they going to pressure you?”

The so-called five major tribes actually referred to the demon, devil, Asura, corpse puppet, and shadow.

The demons were the wolf clan, fox clan, snake clan, rat clan, etc. The devils were the demonic cultivators who were not accepted by the immortal sects. These people had formed their own faction. And the Asuras, corpse puppets, and shadows were all natives of the Demonic Domain. The Asuras were the lords of purgatory, born in a land of blood and slaughter, fond of fighting and killing. The corpse puppets were born in a land of poisonous miasma, and their clan was famous for not feeling pain. And the shadows were the evolved form of the resentful demons, from the abyss of ten thousand demons, they were demonic obstacles with spiritual consciousness, and like evil spirits, they were difficult to kill, but could be dispersed.

These clans, which the immortal sects avoided like the plague, had turned the entire Demonic Domain into a huge Gu-raising farm. Whether it was Chi Yuan back then or Liao Chen now, they were the final Gu King.

But this did not mean that they were just ordinary small characters.

“It’s not them looking for me.” Seeing his worry, Liao Chen revealed a reassuring expression. “It’s me who wants to summon them.”

“You want to see them?” Yan Jingyu immediately understood his meaning and probed, “Is it to discuss the matter of attacking the immortal sects?”

Liao Chen placed the towel in his hand and did not hide it. “Yes.”

He turned and walked out. Yan Jingyu subconsciously followed. Liao Chen stopped, and when he turned his head to look over again, a hint of coldness had already appeared. “Is there anything else to instruct?”

“…I.” Of course, Yan Jingyu knew that he had no standing to stop him. He took a steady step forward, paused for a moment, and said, “I want to ask you to help me investigate some things.”

“Speak.”

“I want to know everything about the Zuoqiu family.” Before Liao Chen could speak, Yan Jingyu quickly said, “That day at the inn, Ruan Qixi used a disaster-avoiding artifact. I’m not sure, but, I always can’t help but let my imagination run wild. And, and yesterday, I got some news from Yu Qiuye. I’m worried that the Zuoqiu family’s approach to Qin Zhongyou has a conspiracy… Don’t worry!”

He sped up his speech again. “If we can really find the Heavenly Mandate Eyes, it will all be yours. I know you don’t need me to give you what you want. At that time, I can tell you all the methods of using it… My, my father’s Heavenly Soul, can also be given to you… and my mother’s Hongmeng Art, just, as long as he can accompany me for a while before I die…”

“What I’m saying is just in case, in case the Zuoqiu family really has some problem… If it’s all just my overthinking, I can still offer the Hongmeng Art with both hands, as long as you help me investigate.”

Liao Chen looked at him quietly.

“The third stage of the Flowing Clouds and Flying Catkins, that heart technique can heal injuries. The Flowing Clouds and Flying Catkins, I’ll also give it to you… I’ll write it down for you now…”

He was about to turn to get a brush and paper, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed again. Liao Chen forcefully pulled him over. Yan Jingyu was forced to meet his eyes and heard him say, word by word, “I have summoned the people of the Demonic Domain to find the Heavenly Mandate Eyes and seize the Du Fang Sword.”

“It’s not just to seize the treasure, but also for you.”

Yan Jingyu stared at him blankly, until the other’s fingers brushed past the corner of his eye. Liao Chen’s thumb stroked the wetness on his index finger, then he turned and walked out again.

After a few moments, he stopped again, took off the Qiankun Pouch at his waist, and threw it over his shoulder. “If you have nothing to do, help me sort out the things inside.”

His figure quickly disappeared from sight. Yan Jingyu looked down at the Qiankun Pouch. As soon as he opened it, he saw a sword flashing with excited light rush out.

The man and the sword faced each other. The light on the sword’s body slowly dissipated. Yan Jingyu smiled. “Go follow him.”

The seal of the Qiankun Pouch was easily broken. ‘Lian Feng’ immediately shot out, passed through the long corridor, and caught up with Liao Chen.

On this side, Yan Jingyu took out a few more stalks of Nether Grass, put a mark on them, and fed them to the blood beast, whispering, “You go too.”

He directly slapped a flying talisman on the blood beast. Just as Liao Chen stepped out of the Suixing Hall, something landed on his shoulder. The blood beast moved its soft front limbs on his shoulder and lazily lay down.

Yan Jingyu dived into the Qiankun Pouch, sorted out all the spoiled pills, and put them in another smaller storage bag. Because he was always a little absent-minded, he eventually climbed out of it.

Although Liao Chen looked as if he had victory in his grasp, Yan Jingyu knew that his injuries still needed a few days to fully recover. If a conflict really arose, although his body was a waste, his mind still worked quite fast. Perhaps he could discover any of the other’s conspiracies in advance.

He wrapped himself in a large cloak and was about to go out when he found that it was already bright outside.

The polar night had really passed.

As far as the eye could see, it was a vast expanse of white. It was bright everywhere. The majestic corridors and walls of the Demon Palace were all covered with snow. It must have been that the day had broken suddenly, and there were no signs of being stepped on anywhere. The snow was white and plump, looking very gentle.

Yan Jingyu’s mood immediately improved greatly.

The council hall of the Demon Palace was in the Shishen Hall. When Yan Jingyu followed the spiritual energy guidance and found it, he couldn’t help but pout when he saw the three large characters above. All demons want to kill gods, but where are there so many gods for them to kill?

He went around the winding corridor at the back and peeked inside through a side door, holding onto a pillar.

The blood beast had already returned to its original appearance and was sleeping soundly beside Liao Chen. The leaders of the various clans standing below were whispering to each other. Liao Chen sat high above, his body leaning to the side, his fingertips playing with a cluster of crimson and black flames. The flames danced on his fingertips, sometimes gently rolling over his wrist, and then, when he flipped his palm, they would land in his palm again, held at his fingertips.

His expression was focused yet lazy, clearly full of patience.

Finally, an old man slowly stepped forward and spoke. “The Heavenly Mandate Eyes are a supreme treasure of the world. It is our duty to search for this item. But the Du Fang Sword… seems to be Yan Jingyu’s thing. Is it necessary to take it back?”

“This Lord wants to take it back and return it to Yan Qi.”

The crowd was clearly not expecting him to be so frank. After a brief silence, there was another round of whispering. Then, a woman spoke. “The Demon Lord naturally has his own calculations. Whether it’s to seize the Heavenly Mandate Eyes or the Du Fang Sword, my Shadow Clan will definitely be the first to go!”

With a “boom,” the entire hall suddenly exploded. Yan Jingyu vaguely heard a few voices: “This is not what we agreed on!”

“Mei Lian, what do you mean? That’s Yan Jingyu!”

“How dare you suddenly betray us again?!”

“Didn’t we agree today that Yan Jingyu must die in the Demon Palace?!”

“Snake Ying, you must have misheard. When did I say I wanted to kill Yan Jingyu? Even if the Shadow Clan had a grudge against him in the past, that was over a hundred years ago. I’ve never even met him. We have no grudge against each other. Why would I want to force him to his death?”

“I, I think Mei Lian is right. The Demon Lord isn’t killing him, so there must be a reason for it…”

“I’ll f*ck your grandfather, An Long! What did you tell us last night?”

“What did I say? Don’t you dare slander me!”

“I told you, you of the snake clan are the most sinister. You’re the one who wants to kill Yan Jingyu the most, aren’t you?”

“How did it become me who wants to kill him? Would I dare to kill the person the Demon Lord wants to protect?!”

“…”

Amidst the dispute, Liao Chen always had a faint smile on his face. Yan Jingyu’s suspended heart also silently relaxed. He looked speechlessly at the mob and suddenly felt that he had really overestimated these guys from the Demon Realm. This was simply a group of wall-sitters.

Liao Chen didn’t even need to speak, and they had already become a mess.

Even the most sinister snake clan could only be pushed along.

Yan Jingyu shrank his head back and ran out. A sound transmission from Liao Chen suddenly came to his ears: “Where are you going?”

“To prepare a meeting gift for my old friends.”

Perhaps it was the bright day that had dispelled the gloom in his heart. Yan Jingyu’s eyes were shining again. Liao Chen chased after his back in his divine sense and saw him running all the way to the teleportation array at the entrance, panting.

He seriously broke off a tree branch and began to draw something.

He ran all the way, his cheeks flushed, and a few beads of sweat on his nose, but his eyes were focused and slightly curved, clearly up to some bad idea again.

“Yan Jingyu!” A voice suddenly came to his ears. Yan Jingyu was startled and immediately stood up, hiding his hands behind his back. He stared with wide eyes and saw Mo Dong pulling Mo Xia, looking at him with a wary expression. “What are you doing?”

“I… I’m reinforcing the teleportation array!” Yan Jingyu finally saw Mo Xia again and immediately beckoned to her. Mo Xia excitedly rushed over, but was pulled back by Mo Dong. “You said before that he didn’t look like Yan Jingyu. Now that he does, you still dare to go!”

“But he subdued the blood beast.” Mo Xia stomped her feet on the spot, her face full of eagerness. “I want to see which one of us is more powerful!”

“Come, come, come.” Yan Jingyu said, “You come and help me draw this. Later, I’ll let you have a match.”

With his promise, Mo Xia immediately broke free from Mo Dong’s hand and ran over. Just as Yan Jingyu was about to hand her the tree branch in his hand, his face was suddenly held by her. The girl looked at him with a look of pleasant surprise and kept rubbing his face. “Aiya, is this really a face a human can grow? You actually look like this… It’s not really Yu Qiuye’s painted skin, is it?”

Liao Chen in the council hall suddenly frowned. He sat up slightly straight, and the arguing voices below immediately fell silent. Everyone lowered their gaze, but still secretly spied with their divine sense.

“It’s settled then.” Liao Chen said faintly, “All clans, go back and prepare immediately. The polar night has passed, and everyone should go to the immortal sects to stretch their muscles. Besides the Heavenly Mandate Eyes and the Du Fang Sword, you can keep whatever else you snatch. Are there any other objections?”

After talking for so long, it was no match for the sentence “you can keep the good things yourself.” All the clans immediately perked up and said in unison, “This subordinate will definitely not fail his mission!”

On the other side, Yan Jingyu finally pulled the girl’s hands off his face. “Alright, alright, let’s not talk about this first. Hurry up and draw the formation. They’re about to come out.”

“What on earth is this thing?” Mo Xia obediently began to draw on the ground. Yan Jingyu did not forget to instruct, “You have to infuse spiritual energy, and you can’t be distracted. Alright, now stand inside and watch my hand gestures.”

Mo Dong stood to the side, his gaze on the formation diagram on the ground. Watching his hand gestures, he secretly imitated them.

The formation on the ground suddenly lit up slightly. Yan Jingyu immediately ran over. Mo Dong quickly put his hand down and was caught by the wrist by him. He struggled tentatively, then glanced at the equally excited Mo Xia, and had no choice but to follow the two of them and hide behind a nearby corner.

A group of people soon came out of the Shishen Hall, talking about something as they walked.

“The Demon Lord is very generous this time! He actually let us keep all the good things?”

“In the past, he was always the first to pick. In any case, it’s impossible for the Heavenly Mandate Eyes to fall into our hands. Let’s make it clear first, my wolf clan will definitely take Qin Zhongyou’s Tianyi Sword!”

“You, you want the Tianyi Sword? Why don’t you look in the mirror and see if that hairy face of yours has been cleaned yet…”

“What did you say!!”

The two in the snow pile immediately started to roll around. The others pointed and laughed, and continued to walk towards the teleportation array.

Yan Jingyu poked his head out, looking at the entangled Wolf Qiong and An Long with some curiosity. He saw that An Long had suddenly turned into his female form, and Wolf Qiong’s face flushed red. Just as he was about to let go of him, he was punched in the face. Wolf Qiong then roared angrily and rolled with him again, smashing his head against his face.

The two of them were fighting lively here, while the others had already walked into the teleportation array, talking and laughing.

Mo Xia subconsciously held her breath.

A familiar red light first lit up there, and then, the clear sky above the teleportation array suddenly collapsed, and dark clouds gathered—

Mo Dong’s heart suddenly shrank. “A thunder-inducing formation…”

“Boom!!”

The thunder came crashing down. Everyone looked up, but found that the thunder was heading straight for the center of the formation at their feet and did not directly strike anyone.

“What’s going on…”

Mo Dong also tilted his head, his expression uncertain. The power of the thunder spread from the center of the formation, quickly traveling along the engraved lines, until the entire teleportation array lit up again and began to tremble gently. The people in the formation finally seemed to have discovered something and shouted, “Run!”

“Boom!” With a sound, a series of miserable cries followed. Everyone was simultaneously blown out of the teleportation array. An old man directly climbed up, and with his smoking clothes, he shouted in anger, “Who?! Who tampered with the teleportation array?!”

Mo Xia immediately covered her mouth. The struggling An Long and Wolf Qiong both stopped at the same time.

No one spoke. Yan Jingyu also covered his mouth and nose with a straight face, pretending not to know anything.

Liao Chen appeared behind the three of them and threw the blood beast he was holding at his feet.

The next instant, the blood beast suddenly grew larger and directly lifted Yan Jingyu up. He swayed left and right, caught off guard, and almost fell headfirst, and was also unexpectedly exposed to everyone.

Liao Chen curved his lips.

But Yan Jingyu couldn’t smile at all. He looked at the dozens of pairs of man-eating eyes below, subconsciously pursed his lips, and said, “Everyone, long time no see…?”

“Yan Jingyu—” The old man’s face was ferocious. The crutch in his hand immediately began to spin, and the surrounding wind and snow were stirred up and gathered. Yan Jingyu said quickly, “Don’t, Snake Ying, we’re old friends…”

“Who the hell is your old friend!” The astral energy gathered into a storm and rushed towards Yan Jingyu. He had to mobilize his spiritual energy to prepare to block it, but suddenly heard a “ha—”. The blood beast opened its huge mouth and swallowed the storm with a gulp.

Its front limbs lowered, and it blinked its eyes drowsily, looking at the tiny crowd in front of it with a dazed and calm expression.

The old man’s breathing was ragged, his face ashen.

After a few moments, he didn’t know who started it, but everyone successively took out their own teleportation talismans and disappeared from the Demon Palace one by one.

An Long pushed away Wolf Qiong’s hand, which was still wrapped around his neck, and also threw a teleportation talisman to escape.

Only Wolf Qiong stood silently in place, his eyes staring at Yan Jingyu without blinking.

Yan Jingyu slowly let out a breath, a look of embarrassment for having done something wrong on his face. Liao Chen walked out from behind. Wolf Qiong also walked closer. “Hey, Yan Jingyu.”

Yan Jingyu: “Ah?”

“…I told my dad about us.”

“…Ah?”

“My dad said, if you’re still willing to marry me, the position of wolf lord will still be mine.”

Mo Xia jumped a little closer. Mo Dong also couldn’t help but prick up his ears.

Liao Chen let out a light laugh, suddenly patted the blood beast’s belly heavily, and it immediately let out a retch. The storm it had just swallowed was suddenly sprayed out, directly hitting Wolf Qiong and pinning him to the distant palace wall.

The blood beast shrank again and was put into Liao Chen’s sleeve. He turned his face to look at the embarrassed Yan Jingyu. “Do you want to marry him?”

Mo Dong’s eyes immediately fell on him, rolling silently.

Mo Xia, on the other hand, said happily, “Marry him, marry him! The demon race doesn’t have so many rules! I support you! The new lord of the wolf clan marrying the former genius of the immortal sects, it will be a good story to tell!”

“Reasonable.” Liao Chen said, “Why don’t this Lord make the decision to betroth you to the wolf clan, how about it?”