My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 70

Chapter 70: Do you want to form a marriage contract?

The floating bridge snaked across the water’s surface. Nearby were broken walls and abandoned, desolate corridors. But in the distance, there was a waterfall of green fields, with countless small lives hibernating and gestating below.

After recovering his cultivation, it was difficult for Yan Jingyu not to use his divine sense to explore his surroundings. He could hear the other’s steady heartbeat, his restrained breathing, and also the gurgling of the water under his brain, and the sound of the wind passing through the cracks in the broken walls not far away.

Liao Chen’s lips were very beautiful, their lines clear, thin but with flesh, and even a little tempting upon close inspection.

Yan Jingyu’s eyes were dazed by the bright white light of the sky, his breathing unconsciously tightening.

Before his lips could press down, Yan Jingyu suddenly flipped over, turning the tables, and pinned the other on the floating bridge. “In broad daylight…”

He paused slightly.

This action made Liao Chen the one being suppressed. The once high and mighty Demon Lord also narrowed his eyes, his eyelashes flickering in the light of the sky. Under his exceptionally beautiful face was his slightly spread out, somewhat messy long hair. He happened to lick his lips slightly, and his pale red lips became moist. Yan Jingyu’s heart even became a little hot.

In broad daylight… Yan Jingyu forced himself to prop up his body, but Liao Chen directly pressed the back of his head, his gaze slightly focused, looking at his exquisite face, which was half-enveloped by the halo in his vision. His voice was low. “Where are you going?”

“…Be normal.”

“You don’t want to be responsible?”

“I…” Yan Jingyu realized that if he continued, he would be at a disadvantage. He slightly adjusted his strategy. “I haven’t even asked you yet. What do you mean by only having your demonic nature left? I’ve already found you. And now I can’t even get a single sincere word?”

“Didn’t you already see it?”

“Can seeing and hearing be the same?” Yan Jingyu said with righteous indignation, “You say, what on earth do you feel for me?”

Liao Chen pressed him down forcefully. Yan Jingyu’s lips were forced to touch his. He propped up the back of his head and snorted. “You don’t even dare to say a single sincere word, and you still want me to be your demonic nature’s partner. I’m not a waste that you can knead and shape at will now.”

As he spoke, he drove his spiritual energy and disappeared from his body. When he reappeared, he was already in the small pavilion of the Primeval Spring.

Liao Chen restrained his breathing and soon re-condensed his form beside him. He looked at his slender ankles, which were lazily placed in the spring. “This Lord has already said enough. As for you, you have already seen what I said to them at that time. What is your answer?”

“My answer will naturally depend on your answer.” Yan Jingyu kicked the spring water as if at will. His white feet became even more translucent in the spring water. The sunlight slanted in through the four open virtual windows of the pavilion, and the water droplets refracted a fine light, dazzling one’s eyes.

Liao Chen’s eyes flickered, his expression slightly condensed. He said slowly, “Yan Jingyu, you actually don’t like me at all, do you?”

“…” Yan Jingyu turned his head, not in a hurry to answer, but just observing. Liao Chen met his gaze. When he curved his lips, there was a sharp glint in his eyes. “When I was still hidden, you ran to find Qin Zhongyou to drink tea and talk about your youth. When you finally could send me a sound transmission, you were just scolding me for being a fool. You saved me, just because I saved you. You came to repay my kindness, didn’t you?”

Yan Jingyu was not sure if he really thought so, or if he was just playing tricks. But he still explained, “Naturally…”

“Naturally?!” Liao Chen directly interrupted him, his breathing becoming slightly ragged. “I clearly knew that saving you would make me be forgotten by the world, yet I still did it without hesitation. But you, you finally went from a waste back to the Immortal Lord Dufang, and you immediately put on airs. Have you forgotten that even your wasted hundred-plus years were also thanks to me?!”

“Of course not!” Yan Jingyu had not expected him to be so on the line. He said quickly, “Everything you’ve done for me, I know very clearly…”

“Then why do you reject me so much?!” Liao Chen said, “Now my whole body is left with only my demonic nature. Do you feel that I am not worthy of you now? Do you also think I am a beast? Do you also think I am not worthy of touching you? Have you forgotten that this body of flesh, blood, and soul of mine is also a supreme treasure of the human world! Even if it were crushed…”

“Stop talking nonsense.” Yan Jingyu blocked his lips. The soft pads of his fingers carried a tempting fragrance. Liao Chen’s brow moved slightly. He slapped his hand away, flipped over and stood up, and said coldly, “It seems the Immortal Lord Dufang has no me in his heart. That’s right. You were born with a divine quality, and in the world, you are also a great family of Hutian. You are so noble. How can a country bumpkin demonic beast like me compare? Since you are not willing to follow me, then you and I will break off our kindness and righteousness today. When we meet again in the future, we will still be arch-nemesis. At that time, I will definitely not be soft on you.”

He took a step out. Yan Jingyu’s figure had already appeared diagonally. He opened his arms and looked at Liao Chen in disbelief. “I, I have absolutely no such intention…”

Liao Chen’s breathing was ragged. He unconsciously licked his lips again and sneered. “You have no such intention? So it’s me who’s being self-important? Yan Qi, I was trapped and hidden for so long, thinking of you day and night. Now that I can finally see you, is it wrong for me to want to be intimate with you?”

Yan Jingyu’s ears turned red, and he was embarrassed for a moment. “No…”

“No?” Liao Chen took a step forward, his voice sinister. “Do you think I’m impatient? Do you think I can’t live without you? Do you think a beast is a beast, and when it sees someone, it only thinks of that kind of thing…”

“No!”

“I became like this all because of you! My reason has completely disappeared. When I want it, I want it. This is my demonic nature’s instinct!”

“Of course I know!” Yan Jingyu’s face was so red it was about to drip blood. Liao Chen stared at him without blinking and said slowly, “You know, yet you still want to reject me.”

“No, I didn’t reject you…” Yan Jingyu clutched the corner of his clothes. He was different from Liao Chen. He had been surrounded by a halo since he was a child, and the concepts of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame were carved into his bones. To be forced to this point, he felt more and more embarrassed. He could only lower his head slightly and carefully point a finger upwards. “The, the sky is still bright…”

Liao Chen’s eyes stared at him without blinking, his double pupils faintly visible. He restrained himself, still sarcastic. “What, you think that if we have sex, it can’t be seen by people?”

“…Can you not always twist my words!” Yan Jingyu frowned. Liao Chen knew it was not good and had pushed too far. So he raised his hand. A curtain of white gauze floated out of the Qiankun Pouch and hung on the virtual windows. A small couch appeared beside the Primeval Spring. Liao Chen took a step forward. “So, is it okay?”

The corners of Yan Jingyu’s eyes were slightly red. Liao Chen stepped forward, bent down, and picked him up. The corners of his lips also lifted silently.

Yan Jingyu was pressed onto the couch by him. He thought of the other constantly hitting in the time-space tunnel, desperately trying to remind him not to let his father ascend to immortality. He thought of him running around everywhere to get medicine for him, his waist and abdomen even being pierced by the turbulent flow. He thought of the continuous drizzle in the Demon Palace, and him crying like rain in his chest…

He then thought of the days when the other was hidden, the figure that appeared and disappeared each time.

A teardrop rolled down the corner of his eye.

Liao Chen paused slightly, his fingers stroking the corner of his eye. “Don’t cry…” he said in a low voice.

“I like you.” Yan Jingyu spoke, his shimmering eyes stunningly beautiful. Liao Chen’s breathing unconsciously stopped, his mind seeming to have been taken away.

Yan Jingyu said, “Liao Chen, I like you… I know all the good things you’ve done for me. I know you feel indignant for me. I know you forced me to stay because I have nowhere to go. I also know that you suddenly cursed me that day because you discovered that the rules were abandoning me… I am grateful to you, but, I am also not without feelings for you…”

He pouted, as if he didn’t know how to say it. Liao Chen stroked his face, feeling the soft and tender touch, but still couldn’t help but calculate. “Then… what do you think of what I said to them?”

“…” Yan Jingyu thought of what he had seen from the long river of fate, the Vermilion Bird Demon God held up by tens of thousands of demonic energy.

—”This Lord has a word to ask you all to tell the Immortal Lord.”

“This Lord has admired Immortal Lord Dufang for a long time and will go to Hutian to ask for his hand in marriage in a few days. Please wait, my lord.”

Yan Jingyu bit his lip. His teary eyes met his sincere and deep pupils. In a flash of lightning, he suddenly realized something.

His eyelashes twitched slightly. He lowered his eyes without a change in his expression and said in a low voice, “You should understand that the reason I can ascend to immortality is all because of you…”

Liao Chen had already heard this from the lotus spirit. He grunted in acknowledgement and said with a slightly fast speed, “Ordinary cultivators cultivate with their humanity first, while you cultivate with your divinity first. It was because of my affair that you finally broke through the shackles… Do you want to form a marriage contract with me?”

“Of course I am willing.” Yan Jingyu said, “But you also know that my home is in Hutian. I was born in Hutian and grew up in Hutian. Now that I have finally ascended to immortality, a million cultivators have poured into Hutian, regarding me as the pride of the immortal sects… It would have been fine, but as soon as you came out of hiding, you went to Hutian and caused a scene. It’s not that I insist on caring about what others think, but if the matter of us messing around gets out, I won’t even be able to go back to Yaoguang Valley…”

“No matter.” Liao Chen comforted, “You and this Lord will join forces, directly occupy Hutian, and kill all those who talk nonsense.”

Yan Jingyu’s hands silently rubbed at his side. He pursed his lips slightly, looked up at him, and said, “You can kill one person, a hundred people, but can you kill everyone in the world? Don’t you forget that I have the important task of finding the divinity. If we don’t let cultivators ascend to immortality, when will the divinity be gathered? At that time, the pillar of the Heavenly Dao will set down a heavenly punishment… I’m not afraid of death, but I’m really afraid that I’ll never see you again…”

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, and also gradually realized something. He said slowly, “I have a person in my hand who knows how to usurp the other authorities of the Heavenly Dao. At that time, we will also set up rules next to the pillar of the Heavenly Dao. In this way, this Heavenly Dao will also be in our hands, so why fear the heavenly punishment?”

“…Then why did I go to such great lengths to overturn the rules?”

“It’s better to have the rules in your own hands than in the hands of others.”

“Liao Chen, you…” Yan Jingyu gritted his teeth. Liao Chen sneered. “You continue to pretend.”

“Do you believe I’ll kill…” Yan Jingyu raised his hand, but was directly pressed down by him. Liao Chen kissed him hard, looked at his eyes, and said, “This Lord was originally too lazy to say so much to you. It was you who kept refusing to let me have my way, and kept pulling me this way and that. Yan Jingyu, I want to build a nest with you now, immediately, right away.”

He came to kiss him again. Yan Jingyu panted, then suddenly grabbed his hair. Liao Chen was forced to look up, his brow furrowed. He heard him say coldly, “Building a nest is fine, but first, say the words you owe me.”

Liao Chen narrowed his eyes. “You have already heard thousands upon thousands of sentences. What more do you want to say?”

“I want to hear you say it yourself!”

“I’ve already said enough!” Liao Chen said, “I’ve paid so much for you…”

“Did I ask you to pay?” Yan Jingyu said, “You almost made yourself disappear and made the world a mess. You don’t think you’re very great, do you?!”

“Of course I’m not that great. I just wanted to save you, didn’t want you to die, didn’t want to never see you again. The reason I made the world a mess was also because I was unwilling to be forgotten by you just like that. You can laugh at me for being stupid now, but what other way did I have at that time? I didn’t even know what kind of power hiding was. It was already very good that I could do this! Yes, your Heavenly Mandate Eyes can see through the past, but how could I possibly have predicted all of this in advance? I thought you were going to die, and I was just leaving a possible future for the two of us. Do you think I wasn’t afraid? But I had no other choice. If I wanted to save you, I could only choose to believe you! Otherwise, should I have just watched you die completely and leave me alone in the world?!”

His breathing was ragged, and his expression was still a little ferocious from having his hair pulled. Yan Jingyu slowly let go of his hand, and was suddenly kissed by him again as if to vent his anger.

He bit Yan Jingyu’s lips, gnawing on them with hatred, and then, when he let out a light whimper from the pain, he paused slightly, softened his movements, and licked the lip that had been pierced by his teeth, saying softly, “Yan Jingyu…”

“I like you.”

His wide sleeve rested on his neck, and the pavilion soon fell into a chaos.

The white gauze was blown by the wind and rolled endlessly. The sunlight constantly probed in and was then swept away by the silk gauze, its light scattering in all directions.

Yan Jingyu suddenly understood what it meant to have only his demonic nature left. He really didn’t know if it was because his humanity was in control at that time, or because his own self at that time was too much of a waste. By the time he was finally let go in a daze, autumn had already quietly arrived.

He vaguely heard the sound of something clattering. He had heard a lot of clattering sounds during this time, but this sound was clearly different from before.

His hands and feet were soft, his expression dazed. He opened his eyes in a daze and was met with a bright face.

Yan Jingyu closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, his voice slightly hoarse. “Did you hear anything?”

“Hmm?”

“There’s some sound…” Yan Jingyu suddenly realized something. He suddenly looked down at his abdomen and took out a cracked bird egg from his spiritual abode with a flip of his palm.

Liao Chen raised an eyebrow.

“Crack, crack.” The bird egg, with a light pecking sound, cracked wider and wider. Yan Jingyu suddenly pushed Liao Chen away, and as he turned over, he suddenly fell from the couch, revealing a body covered in bruises and purple marks.

Liao Chen also almost fell, but he timely stabilized his body and looked at the person on the ground.

Yan Jingyu quickly put himself on, his expression twisted. “It, it’s about to hatch.”

“Mm.” Liao Chen said, “What are you so excited for?”

“Have some shame!” Although he had already ascended to immortality now, because of the prolonged time of that… thing, he was still inevitably sore in the back and waist at this moment. Yan Jingyu, while supporting his waist, added another small couch next to the narrow couch and leaned against it. “Tidy yourself up.”

Liao Chen slowly and methodically put on a black single-layer garment, watched as he added a thin blanket on himself, and then reached out and held him in his arms. Yan Jingyu impatiently pushed him away, but couldn’t.

The two of them looked at the bird egg suspended in the air. The bird egg was placed on a nest woven from Qiwu flowers and Wutong branches. Liao Chen looked at it for a while. “You made it?”

“What else?”

“Your hands are quite skillful.” Liao Chen held his arm and went down, his head resting on his head. “It seems you were born to be of my phoenix clan.”

Yan Jingyu nudged him with his shoulder again and found that the eggshell had cracked a little more, so he pushed him again. “Why are you holding me so tight?!”

Liao Chen, for some reason, let out a laugh. Yan Jingyu was baffled, until he pointed at the bird egg. “It came out of your spiritual abode, and we were just doing that kind of thing. Don’t you think this is like, hmm…”

He bent down slightly, poked the place Yan Jingyu had pinched with his elbow, and under his cold gaze, he barely closed his mouth, but still held Yan Jingyu tightly like a mother hen, at the same time looking at the bird egg with a cold and wary gaze.

The eggshell finally completely broke. Accompanied by a tender “jiu jiu” sound, a small phoenix chick with an eggshell hat appeared in front of the two of them.

Yan Jingyu immediately sat up straight and reached out his hand. Before he could touch the other, a wisp of spiritual sense suddenly shot out from Liao Chen’s glabella. The little phoenix chick suddenly fell backwards, flapping its small wings and twitching dizzily.

Yan Jingyu’s gentle expression suddenly changed. “Why did you attack its spiritual platform?!”

“Of course, it’s to remind it who the master is.”

“…You are simply unreasonable!” Yan Jingyu moved to hold the young bird, but was gently moved away by Liao Chen, who said faintly, “Don’t forget, you have no blood relation with it. It’s best to send it back to the Wutong tree, lest the fledgling clings to you and you can’t take care of it.”

Yan Jingyu frowned. Liao Chen looked at him sideways. After a pause, he finally sent the young bird in front of him. Yan Jingyu pursed his lips, reached out and gently held the young bird, unable to help but laugh. “From now on, there will be a second phoenix clan in the world.”

Liao Chen’s gaze fell on his face, watching as the fledgling stood up shakily in his palm. He lowered his eyes and took out a handful of fruits and nuts from his Qiankun Pouch, feeding them to the little thing.

The little fellow didn’t care at all about being attacked just now and immediately began to eat with a “jiu jiu” sound.

Yan Jingyu’s heart softened. His fingers stroked its pale red down. He heard Liao Chen say, “What’s the use of you keeping it by your side? Its real parents died five hundred years ago.”

“You’re such a buzzkill.” The young bird quickly chased after the food, stumbling from his palm to Liao Chen’s palm. Yan Jingyu put down his hand and looked at it, and also at the always steady palm, and said softly, “In the future, we will be its parents and take good care of it as it grows up.”

Liao Chen glanced at him, then timely withdrew his gaze and said faintly, “What kind of relationship do you and I have? On what grounds are we its parents?”

“What do you say?” Yan Jingyu said, “What, still thinking of killing me?”

Liao Chen was quiet for a moment. “The matter of forming a marriage contract, what do you say?”