My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 37

Chapter 37: Liao Chen suddenly kissed him.

Yan Jingyu kicked the flower branches on his leg again. Although he realized that these flower spirits did indeed seem to be doing it for his own good, the feeling of being entangled in this state of being unclothed was really too strange.

Liao Chen’s nose had already brushed against the hand covering his eyes. While Yan Jingyu was still racking his brains about how to deal with the current situation, his palm had already slid to the other’s nose wing due to his upward-looking action. His palm was filled with his breath, and then, a warm wetness.

He: “…”

He glared at him fiercely, but only saw the neck covered with pinions. As his Adam’s apple rolled gently, the pinions were also gradually spreading.

Yan Jingyu’s gaze suddenly fell on the ring on his finger. He suddenly thought of something and snatched his hand away.

Last time, Liao Chen had said that this storage ring had a special inscription, and it could be driven by consciousness alone.

His mind moved slightly, and a small bottle of flower dew quickly appeared in his palm. Without giving Liao Chen time to react, he directly pinched his mouth open and poured it in.

This was what he had collected from the little lotus flower during this time. From his daily drinking, this thing clearly had the effect of cleansing the mind and purifying turbid thoughts.

After pouring it, he stared at Liao Chen without blinking.

He watched as the other’s dazed expression gradually became clear. Only then did he let out a long breath. Before he could be happy, Liao Chen’s hands suddenly tightened again.

Yan Jingyu had already forcefully distanced himself from him just now, almost sitting on his lap. To be held like this so suddenly, he sat back in his original position again. He immediately stiffened all over, reflexively propping his hands on his arms, his hips raised slightly off the bed, his eyes wide.

Liao Chen’s gaze unabashedly sized him up and down. Yan Jingyu gradually felt a wave of embarrassment and couldn’t help but say angrily, “What are you looking at? Let go!”

Their four eyes met.

The crimson feathers quickly retracted. The two of them stood up at the same time and began to tidy their clothes with their backs to each other.

After half an incense stick’s time, Liao Chen let out a light breath, his voice cold. “I should have known you were willing to exchange your soul-fire for cultivation. That day, it should have been me who fought you!”

Yan Jingyu lowered his head, fiddling with his belt, and did not speak.

He would not forget that it was because he had begged Liao Chen that he could recover his strength in an instant. He would also not forget that the reason he had found his enemy and killed him with his own hands was all thanks to Liao Chen.

Liao Chen spoke again, still stern, but with an imperceptible hoarseness. “You have nothing to say to me?!”

Yan Jingyu held it in for a while, then directly turned around and said loudly, “Thank you!”

Liao Chen: “…”

He stood with his back to Yan Jingyu for a while, then walked straight out. “Let’s go back.”

Yan Jingyu stepped over the Qiwu flower grove. His bare feet could still feel the intimacy of the flower spirits. He pursed his lips, followed beside the other, and said softly again, “I’m sorry.”

The corners of Liao Chen’s eyes silently turned red. He took two more big steps forward and said coldly, “You should indeed apologize to me. A little more, and I wouldn’t have been able to kill you.”

Yan Jingyu smiled, his voice softening. “Actually, you didn’t have to save me. My great revenge has been avenged, and I have no regrets. To be able to see my parents…”

A pair of shoes was suddenly thrown at his feet. Liao Chen still didn’t look back, and didn’t even want to talk to him anymore.

“…” Yan Jingyu had no choice but to squat down and put on the shoes. When he looked up, the other had already walked more than ten feet away, but his steps had clearly slowed down.

He quickly put on his shoes and socks, took a step, and ran quickly towards the other. When he was about to pull his sleeve, the other silently dodged, his figure also moving forward a few feet.

Yan Jingyu chased after him without any discouragement. Liao Chen dodged his hand again and still moved forward.

Not only was Yan Jingyu not angry, but he seemed to have found fun in the repeated chasing. He laughed out loud, chasing after him relentlessly, pulling at him relentlessly. After a few more times, Liao Chen finally stopped dodging, but cast a frowning gaze at him.

Yan Jingyu held his sleeve steadily, panting as he looked at him. “Haven’t I eaten for many days?”

“You still have the face to eat…”

“I know, I know.” Yan Jingyu said, “I won’t do this again in the future. Take me to eat something.”

He was telling the truth this time. There should be no one else in this world who could make him disregard everything just to take their life.

In the end, Liao Chen still softened his voice. “Where do you want to eat?”

“Home, of course.” Yan Jingyu said, “The little Taotie is not very good at other things, but her dedication to food is unparalleled.”

Liao Chen sneered contemptuously, a smile overflowing in his eyes. “Didn’t you always complain that she was stupid?”

“I do complain.” Yan Jingyu sighed. “That Mo Dong can learn three formations in an hour, but she can’t even learn half of one. Don’t you think she’s stupid?”

“The Taotie clan’s teeth and limbs are much more developed than the Nine-Tails. It’s understandable that their brains are a little slower.”

“Like you?”

Liao Chen glanced at him. “Then do you think Mo Dong is like you?”

“How can I compare to him?” Yan Jingyu said, “He is of the Nine-Tails fox clan, a bloodline suppression. If he really were to scheme, I estimate even his hair would be empty.”

“Your hair has never been solid either.”

“What are you talking about?”

…

A scorched hole appeared in the space of the Suixing Hall. Liao Chen quickly stepped out, turned and pulled Yan Jingyu out from inside. After Yan Jingyu came out, he stared at the hole for a long time. Not until it disappeared did he react. “You can use the Nanming Li Fire?!”

Although the phoenix clan also used fire, the highest stage was only the Samadhi True Fire. The true fire could refine all things, destroy all tangible objects, and even burn souls to ashes. But the Li Fire was a completely different level of thing.

Although the highest-grade artifact in the world was only holy-grade, Yan Jingyu felt that the Nanming Li Fire had already surpassed the holy-grade.

The matter of the law-grade artifact that Liao Chen had told him about had long since been hidden again. Liao Chen, on the other hand, seemed a little surprised. “You recognize this fire?”

“I don’t.” Yan Jingyu was very honest. “But I’ve read books. And this flame of yours is clearly different from before. It can actually burn through space.”

Before, every time he used teleportation, he had relied on brute force to tear open a crack. But today, he had directly used this fire. Besides the Nanming Li Fire, which could only be activated by the authority of the Vermilion Bird, there was nothing else.

“The books you read are really quite miscellaneous.” Liao Chen sent out a sound transmission talisman, ordering someone to bring food. “It is indeed the Nanming Li Fire. I have already merged with a part of the divinity and can slowly control it. Using this method to teleport will not consume spiritual energy.”

“How enviable.” Yan Jingyu looked at him with shining eyes. “I heard that when the Nanming Li Fire is cultivated to a certain level, it can even burn through time and space and cross cause and effect. Is that true?”

Liao Chen was very surprised. “Even this is in the books?”

“This is the authority of the Vermilion Bird god.” Yan Jingyu said, “He is one of the four celestial symbols of heaven and earth. His reputation is too great, and he is already something that the rules can hardly shake. It should be impossible for him to be hidden.”

Liao Chen nodded. “I have indeed spied on some of it on the divine platform, but I can’t do it yet. And, unless I can completely merge with the divinity and truly become a Vermilion Bird, otherwise, to rashly move cause and effect will surely bring heavenly punishment. I won’t do that kind of thing.”

Heavenly punishment…

Yan Jingyu sighed. “That’s true. The weight of heavenly punishment is not something an ordinary person can bear.”

The one who brought the food was not just Mo Dong, but also Mo Xia. As the former carried the food box and looked Yan Jingyu up and down, Mo Xia had already pouted. “You really are a jinx. You didn’t even die after being burned by demonic energy.”

Liao Chen frowned. Yan Jingyu had already said with a smile, “Isn’t it because I was still thinking about the delicious food you make?”

“Hmph.” Mo Xia turned her head and walked out, crossing her arms at the door and glaring at him. Mo Dong stepped forward and handed over the food box. He said to Liao Chen, “According to the Demon Lord’s instructions, we have already invited all the immortal physicians whose names can be seen on the Immortal Registry. They are being watched over by the blood beast. There have been no unusual movements so far.”

Yan Jingyu was stunned. Liao Chen had already taken the food box and waved his hand to dismiss Mo Dong.

He personally opened the food box, placed the dishes on the table, and said, “I have invited all the immortal physicians to discuss the matter of prolonging your life.”

He had originally thought of getting the Du Fang Sword and using the blessings in the sword to let him live for a few more hundred years. During these years, he could slowly guide him on the path of cultivation. But he had not expected that Yan Jingyu would suddenly make such a request.

He shouldn’t have given it… but he still did.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t anticipated today’s predicament, but this time, he felt an inexplicable fear.

Yan Jingyu sat down opposite the table. Liao Chen faced him, picked up a spoon, and filled a bowl with congee. “You haven’t eaten for many days. Eat something light first.”

Yan Jingyu had no choice but to take it. “Liao Chen, don’t do anything more for me. This life of mine…”

“I’m not doing it for you.” Liao Chen interrupted him and said in a low voice, “It’s just that without you in this world… it seems to be lacking something…”

Yan Jingyu was stunned again, then slowly raised a smile. “You feel that way too?”

Liao Chen looked at him. Yan Jingyu said seriously, “Last time, I thought Qin Zhongyou had killed you. At that moment, I also felt empty in my heart… as if I suddenly had no strength to do anything.”

Their four eyes met. The soft gazes of the two gradually became clear again. Liao Chen said without hesitation, “I want to kill you with my own hands. You can only die at my hands!”

“That’s right!” Yan Jingyu also quickly said, “I almost thought that a waste like you was actually going to die at the hands of Qin Zhongyou. How could I not be unwilling? The one who desperately broke through realms to catch up to you was clearly me! On what grounds was he so easily killed?”

“You desperately wanted to catch up to me?!” Liao Chen, as if he had heard some kind of joke, said with hatred, “Which time did you not break through a realm after just a casual fight with me? Do you know what Chi Yuan said about me in private? He said you were a heaven-sent prodigy, and I was just a whetstone sent by the Heavenly Dao to help you! He said I was a waste and could never kill you! Every time you easily broke through a realm, what about me? I was insulted by Chi Yuan behind my back, looked down upon by everyone, and could only grit my teeth and practice day and night! I didn’t eat or drink, and stayed in that dark and sunless stone cave every day. Do you have any idea how hard it was for me?”

“You had it hard?!” Yan Jingyu said, “At least you were making progress when you were cultivating bitterly every day. You were diligent and hardworking, and you always saw results, right? What about me? Besides the times I fought with you, the rest were all bottlenecks! You couldn’t sleep all night, do you think I could? I had to risk my life every time, knowing that your cultivation was above mine, and still had to grit my teeth and hold on. Every time before I fought with you, I would think, what if I just died under your sword this time? What if my luck ran out? You think I had it easy, but do you know how much I was suffering in my heart?”

“The stone cave Chi Yuan gave me had nothing!” Liao Chen said, “No lamps, no fire, and no incense to aid cultivation. From time to time, some blind spider demons would come to fight with me for territory. Do you know how many times my heavenly cycle circulation was unbalanced? Have you ever experienced what it’s like to be interrupted while cultivating? Have you ever experienced what it’s like to be just one step away from breaking through and suddenly have to start all over again? You haven’t! You are the young master of the Yan Clan. You are noble and have everything. The people around you are only afraid of disturbing your cultivation and only hope that you will get better and better!”

“Yes! I have everything!” Yan Jingyu said angrily, “But I’m always at a bottleneck. I have everything, but I can never break through on my own. Everyone hopes that I’ll be fine, but I just can’t get better! Everyone advises me not to fight you to the death. Do you think I want to fight you to the death? I cherish my life very much! I just want to kill you, but that doesn’t mean I want to bet my own life! But what can I do? I have everything, but I have to bet my life against you! And you? You curse me every day, saying I’m treacherous, saying I’m cunning, saying that I, a dignified immortal lord, play dirty tricks. You shout at me about being fair and square. Every time we meet again, you’re a head taller than me. I’m being fair and square with you… I’ll slap your big mouth! If I really did that, I would have died at your hands long ago!!”

Liao Chen was so angry he was shaking. “You finally admit that your skills are inferior to mine?”

“What’s there to be inferior about killing a demonic cultivator? The most important thing is to save my own life! Your brain has grown into a melon seed, so you can’t stand to see others with a normal brain? On what grounds?! This is your inferiority complex! It needs to be treated!”

“I, I have an inferiority complex…” Liao Chen’s words were slurred. He reached out to grab him. Yan Jingyu directly threw the wine at him. Liao Chen turned to the side to dodge. Yan Jingyu had already fallen to the side and was about to get up, but was directly grabbed by the ankle from the side of the table. Yan Jingyu was shocked and kicked him with his foot, chattering incessantly, “You just have an inferiority complex. You can’t beat me, so you say I can’t beat you. What kind of shady methods do you demonic cultivators practice? To kill more than ten thousand people in an instant, is that something a human can do? Only a fool would fight you head-on… Let go of me… you, what are you touching randomly!!”

Liao Chen’s hands trembled as he fumbled all over him. When his gaze fell on the hand pushing him away, he only then realized something and directly reached in to search. After a few moments, he glared at Yan Jingyu. “Where’s the silent poison?!”

Yan Jingyu reacted for a moment. “You’re a melon seed, and you’re really a melon seed. I knew you always wanted me to drink that thing. How could I still keep it with me?”

“You…” Liao Chen reached out to pull his mouth open. “I’m going to pull out your tongue—!!”

“Mmm, mmm, mmm…” Yan Jingyu could hardly bite his fingers. His tongue was dodging all over his mouth. Liao Chen had already directly pinched his chin. Yan Jingyu used both his hands and feet, using his knees to push him. “Mmm, mmm… you’re taking advantage of my… mmm, mmm… danger…”

Liao Chen frowned and reached into his mouth. Yan Jingyu was extremely flustered and quickly turned his face away. “I was wrong, I was wrong, it was my fault!!”

Liao Chen barely calmed down a little, his breathing still heavy. He glared at Yan Jingyu’s exquisite face and suddenly pulled his face over.

Yan Jingyu’s eyes were watery, he didn’t know if it was from anger or grievance. His mouth pouted. “I know…”

He suddenly froze in place.

Because Liao Chen had kissed him.

It was a rather rough kiss. Liao Chen’s breathing was chaotic, and Yan Jingyu’s mind was also chaotic. His mouth was even more of a mess.

When he was finally let go, his lips were already bitten red and swollen. He just stared blankly at Liao Chen.

Liao Chen’s breathing was heavy and ragged. He said coldly, “This is retribution for you passing the silent poison to me that day.”