My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 71p1

Chapter 71 Part 1: Don’t you just want this Lord to be a little gentler to you?

Yan Jingyu’s fingers brushed over the young bird’s back. The little one was only focused on gobbling down its food, completely ignoring the fingers on its back.

He didn’t reply for a long time. Liao Chen cast a displeased gaze at him. The corners of Yan Jingyu’s lips seemed to lift slightly. He said slowly, “If you want to know the answer, then you can come to Hutian with a heavy gift to ask for my hand in marriage.”

The words ‘ask for my hand in marriage’ were deliberately bitten very heavily.

Hearing the pointedness in his tone, Liao Chen’s face darkened slightly. “If I go without your consent, what if you make me lose face?”

“You already want to form a marriage contract with me, and you still don’t believe me?”

“You’re not even willing to be my demonic nature’s partner. Who knows what your opinion on marriage is?”

“Then let’s not form a marriage contract.” Yan Jingyu said, “Isn’t it fine like this? Anyway, the whole world thinks the two of us wish the other would die. To suddenly get together like this, wouldn’t it make their jaws drop?”

“Having their jaws drop is better than this Lord being laughed at by himself!”

Yan Jingyu understood his underlying meaning, a hint of anger in his heart. He turned his head to look at him. “What? To admit in front of so many people that you admire me, have you been wronged?”

“That wasn’t an admission.” Liao Chen felt the young bird’s light pecking in his palm. “It was just an expedient measure.”

“You said you’ve admired me for a long time. How long is that?”

“Yan Jingyu…”

“I’ve figured it out.” Yan Jingyu said, “You really are a beast.”

In his unhappy face, Yan Jingyu sneered contemptuously. “Every time you need to build a nest, you can say anything. When it really comes to business, you’re not willing to suffer a single loss…”

Liao Chen raised an eyebrow and moved a little closer to him. Yan Jingyu had already flicked his sleeve and got off the couch, his legs a little weak. He steadied himself and looked at Liao Chen. “If you think it’s embarrassing to like me, then just don’t like me. And stop using your demonic nature as an excuse. Now that we’ve been intimate, if there’s nothing else, let’s not see each other again in the future.”

He stepped out of the pavilion. Liao Chen had already stood up and chased after him. “Are you angry?”

The young bird behind him had landed on the couch and was still chirping and eating to its heart’s content. Yan Jingyu’s brow furrowed slightly. He said calmly, “No.”

“Didn’t I say I like you?” Liao Chen said, “If you feel that you said two sentences today, and I only said one, then this one sentence can be considered compensation for you, hmm?”

Yan Jingyu laughed again, his gaze moving slightly back. “Alright, we’re even.”

He walked forward along the floating bridge. Just as he was about to leave the water, Liao Chen once again blocked his path. He looked at Yan Jingyu and said softly, “I’ve already said it… to say in front of so many people that I’ve liked you for a long time. What else are you not satisfied with?”

“Didn’t you say that was just an expedient measure?”

“Do you think I should have liked you from the beginning?”

“…” Yan Jingyu looked at him. He felt that he had changed. In the past, he could always figure out why he was angry. But now, he didn’t understand where this faint sense of grievance came from. He felt that he should be unhappy with Liao Chen’s attitude, but Liao Chen had always been like this… he couldn’t possibly ask others to change for him.

Even if he and Liao Chen really did become Daoist companions, it didn’t mean that the other had an obligation to change for him.

He paused for a moment. “No.”

“Then what are you angry about?” Liao Chen took a step forward, his gaze fixed on his face. Yan Jingyu paused for a moment, then smiled magnanimously. “I’m not angry. I just feel that now is not the time…”

“I’ve already said it.”

“…”

He’s already said it… Yan Jingyu’s heart was blocked. He stepped on his foot, but forgot that both he and the other were barefoot. He only heard a “smack.” Liao Chen only felt the softness and slight coolness of the sole of his foot. He glanced at the other’s white foot. Yan Jingyu had already directly withdrawn it. “So you’re only asking for my opinion because of this?!”

“You and I are already like this.” Liao Chen’s gaze followed his foot. “In any case… I can’t raise my sword against you now. Du Fang has been with me for more than a hundred years, and ‘Lian Feng’ is no longer as hostile to it now. I don’t understand what you’re still being coy about.”

The first few sentences had just calmed the uncomfortable feeling in Yan Jingyu’s heart, but he was once again provoked by his last sentence.

Yan Jingyu knew very well that what Liao Chen said was not without reason, but he suddenly became a little confused again. What on earth was this reason?

“I still want to think about it carefully.”

“Think about what?” Liao Chen was unhappy. “Do you think I’m a demon and not suitable for you? Or do you think there can still be other endings between us? I am now entirely of a demonic nature. Since you and I have already built a nest, we should have a suitable ending, a proper status. Forming a marriage contract is to ensure that you and I will never betray each other in the future…”

“If our feelings fade in the future, how can we talk about betrayal?”

A wind rose from the side of the Primeval Spring pavilion. The white silk fluttered, and the water under the floating bridge gurgled, its sound crisp.

Liao Chen’s gaze fell on him without blinking. His eyes gradually turned cold, and then he gradually sneered. “So this is your plan.”

“I was just making an analogy…”

“What you said is also reasonable.” Liao Chen stared at him. “You are of the human race, and the human race is always fickle. you have already returned to Hutian, and Qin Zhongyou’s eyes are blind. You always have to take care of him. You have a deep affection from your youth. Maybe your old feelings will be rekindled…”

“Where did the old feelings come from to be rekindled?”

“You are still very good at pretending to be confused while understanding perfectly.” Liao Chen stepped forward again. Yan Jingyu’s back leaned back slightly. Ever since he was a youth, he had felt that Liao Chen had a strong sense of oppression and attack power. When he attacked, he always had to use a strong belief to stabilize himself, because he didn’t want people to think he was afraid. He wanted to kill him, and had a million high-sounding reasons, but in the end, it was just that he was afraid that one day he would die at Liao Chen’s hands.

If I don’t kill him, I will die.

Yan Jingyu was not a particularly oppressive person. On the contrary, he was actually quite approachable. To say he was afraid of Liao Chen, it wasn’t really that he was afraid of him himself. He was afraid of the world-destroying frenzy on the other. Yan Jingyu never thought he was worse than him, but he had to admit that when it came to fighting bravely and ruthlessly, he was naturally not good at it.

“You have already obtained the laws of the Heavenly Mandate. Have you not thought of going to see, in those thousands upon thousands of tributaries of fate, if you and Qin Zhongyou have ever been together?”

Yan Jingyu’s eyes widened slightly. He pushed the approaching Liao Chen away. Liao Chen’s feet were firmly rooted half an arm’s length away from him. He said sarcastically, “Or, has Qin Zhongyou ever confessed to you?”

“The matter between you and me has nothing to do with Qin Zhongyou.” Yan Jingyu said, “Don’t drag him into this.”

“You’re protecting him.” Liao Chen lifted his chin slightly. “You’re right. This Lord’s demonic nature has been appeased. There’s no point in keeping you here anymore. You can get lost.”

He turned sideways to let him pass, a faint smile on his face, and a pair of extremely dark, faintly visible double pupils.

Yan Jingyu took a step, and the tributaries of fate appeared before his eyes. He saw clearly Liao Chen’s next plan… He really is going to attack Hutian. He’s not joking…

Yan Jingyu suddenly elbowed him. Liao Chen, caught off guard, was hit in the chest and immediately fell backwards into the water. He grabbed his arm. Yan Jingyu pulled forcefully. Liao Chen supported himself entirely with the strength of his waist and took the opportunity to straighten up with his force. Yan Jingyu’s face suddenly darkened. He stretched out both his hands and directly pushed him into the water together, at the same time pressing him down into the water with a fierce determination, and hitting his head in the water with a flurry of blows.

Liao Chen had not expected at all that he would go into the water with him just to push him. He timely held his breath to avoid choking on the water. His head was completely covered with the water he had splashed. Liao Chen had no choice but to first restrain his arms and let himself come out of the water, panting. “Are you crazy!!”

“You’re the one who’s crazy!!” Yan Jingyu was so angry he was a little unsteady. “Liao Chen, if you really hope to be with me for a long time, then don’t always treat me with this kind of attitude…”

“I don’t care about being with you for a long time!!” Liao Chen threw him out. Yan Jingyu barely stood firm, his whole body also a mess, his robes soaked. The two of them glared at each other, the corners of his eyes gradually turning red.

Liao Chen’s brow furrowed into a knot.

Yan Jingyu knew very well that he was definitely not saying this on purpose. If it were in the past, he wouldn’t have thought that what Liao Chen said was so excessive. But at this moment, he found that his own heart was also in a wretched state.

He was actually hoping that Liao Chen could be a little… to him.

This thought made him suddenly feel a great sense of shame. The corners of his eyes became redder and redder. He turned and walked towards the shore.

Liao Chen stood for two more moments, then suddenly chased after him. “Yan Jingyu…”

He grabbed Yan Jingyu’s arm. Yan Jingyu flicked his sleeve heavily. The soaked sleeve whipped over and stuck to his face. Liao Chen let him hit him like this, looked at his red eyes, and also his lips that were pursed from stubbornness, and said with some annoyance, “…Why are you crying again, hmm? I was the one who was pushed into the water, and I was also the one who was hit several times. Why are you crying? What are you wronged about? Hmm?”

Yan Jingyu struggled. Liao Chen held him forcefully. “Speak clearly. What on earth are you wronged about…”

“I don’t know!!” Yan Jingyu forcefully shook him off. He took a breath, and a hot teardrop rolled down his wet face, like a pearl. “I just feel that something is not right… Liao Chen, I don’t like you treating me like this. I know you are not wrong, and I’m not trying to force you to change… but I feel it’s not right… you’re always like this… always…”

He wiped his face, took a step towards the shore, and instantly disappeared from Liao Chen’s sight.

Liao Chen stood on the shore, his divine sense no longer able to capture his figure.

He was quiet for a while, then released the seal of his Qiankun Pouch and placed the lotus spirit inside in the river. The lotus spirit quickly took root inside, and its petals stretched out from the water, opening, revealing a small figure, its expression pleasantly surprised. “Jiuyi Mountain, are you going to put me here?!”

“Fallen leaves return to their roots.”

“…” The corner of the lotus spirit’s mouth twitched. “I’m fine.”

Liao Chen did not bother with him. He sat on the shore, then glanced at the pavilion of the Primeval Spring. The newly born fledgling had already eaten until its belly was bulging, and soon fell asleep on the small couch. Liao Chen sat quietly for a while, then took out Wen Renying from his Qiankun Pouch.

The jade slip unfolded. Wen Renying immediately said, “Little dog thief!! You’re back!!!”

The lotus spirit had already told him everything in the Qiankun Pouch. He looked left and right and said curiously, “You even sealed the Qiankun Pouch. Have you finished talking with Little A-Yu? Where is he?”

When Yan Jingyu returned to Tinglin Courtyard, Ming Zelin and Qi Mufang were looking at each other through the window.

Ever since Yan Jingyu had returned with his memories, the two of them had completely stopped struggling. Ming Zelin had obediently cultivated the demonic flame, and Qi Mufang had also closed his eyes and let the nightmare curse torture him until he was exhausted.

It’s Liao Chen… then it’s fine.

Anyway, Immortal Lord Dufang can’t do anything about him. Revenge is impossible. How could the Immortal Lord bear to kill him?

As soon as Yan Jingyu’s figure appeared, the two of them spoke at the same time. “Immortal Lord!” “Master!”

Yan Jingyu came back to his senses. Only then did he realize what had happened in his own courtyard. He had no choice but to act and release the two of them.

As soon as the two of them came out, they ran to him and said impatiently, “Immortal Lord, has my master returned to the Demon Realm?”

Ming Zelin’s mood was very complicated. He had heard that the Demon Realm had a tradition of masters eating their apprentices… Although he was not worth much now, what about in the future?

“His affairs have nothing to do with me.” When Liao Chen was mentioned, Yan Jingyu’s face turned slightly cold. He walked straight into the room, but Ming Zelin’s expression was one of terror… They, they had a fight?

No way. I am Liao Chen’s apprentice. From Liao Chen’s attitude when he came out that day, I am equivalent to his thing. If the Immortal Lord can still speak for me in front of him, I can probably live a little longer. If he and the Immortal Lord are at loggerheads again, I will definitely only have a dead end…

Qi Mufang also said subconsciously, “Master…”

Yan Jingyu realized that the two of them seemed to have other things. Although he still had some emotions in his heart, he still turned his head to look at them. “What is it?”

“…He, he put a nightmare curse on me.” Qi Mufang’s face was pale, and he looked as if he had been tormented for a while. Yan Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then gestured for him to come closer. Just as his divine sense entered his spiritual platform, his brow suddenly furrowed, and a low murmur entered his ears. “I am your grandmaster, I am your grandmaster, I am your grandmaster…”

He hastily withdrew, his heart a little angry, and also a little amused.

He entered his spiritual sense again, dispelled the nightmare for the other, and at the same time, planted a new rune in Qi Mufang’s spiritual platform. “If anyone causes trouble in your spiritual platform again next time, this can timely dispel it.”

Qi Mufang was overjoyed. “Thank you, Master!”

Yan Jingyu grunted in acknowledgement, then looked at Ming Zelin. “His demonic flame, you should learn it well first. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can also come and ask me.”

He guessed that Ming Zelin also did not dare to actively ask Liao Chen, and although he himself had no demonic energy, he was definitely the second most knowledgeable about Liao Chen’s cultivation techniques, if not the first. Some small problems should not be difficult. After receiving Ming Zelin’s happy thanks, he instructed again, “Don’t let anyone disturb me these days.”

The two of them nodded at the same time, and he went straight back to his room and fell asleep.

He had never had to worry about his cultivation since he was a child, and his work and rest were almost the same as a mortal’s. He would eat, drink, sleep, and play. But today, even in his sleep, he had still vengefully rejected Liao Chen countless times.

What kind of marriage… He doesn’t want to be tied to a person like Liao Chen for a lifetime. He’ll be angered to death sooner or later!