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My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 83


Chapter 83: 

Youth: The Heavenly Demon Cauldron [Extra] – With just you, you think you can scheme against this Lord?

In the Demon Palace, the young girls lined up and went to the Tianmo Hall one by one. Everyone lowered their heads, cowering, their faces pale and fearful.

The young Liao Chen was tall and slender, his hands holding a sword, his expression indifferent as he stood on the roof of the hall. Beside him was the disheveled and lazy Yu Qiuye. “After this batch of young girls are all thrown into the Tianmo Cauldron, the Lord will have a chance to break through to the demonic stage. How many great powers have fallen in the immortal sects in the past thousand years? If the Lord succeeds in breaking through to the demonic stage, the demonic race will be able to take Hutian directly. It’s just a matter of time.”

Liao Chen’s divine sense came into contact with the man who had teleported into the Tianmo Hall. He knew very well that this fiend, Yu Qiuye, was once again seizing every opportunity to flatter. His gaze swept over the hundreds of young girls who were shrinking their heads and walking forward, and slowly landed on a young girl in the very front who was interacting with Mo Ting. “Who is that?”

Yu Qiuye waited until Chi Yuan had left again before he also cast his gaze over there. “Her, Mo Wanxi. She is Mo Ting’s younger sister.”

“Younger sister?”

“That’s right.” Yu Qiuye observed the young girl’s bone structure, his gaze filled with admiration. “I didn’t expect, Xiao Mei, that your eye would be so good. Among so many women, you actually saw her at a glance.”

Liao Chen shot him a sidelong glance, his gaze gloomy. “When did Mo Ting get a younger sister?”

Yu Qiuye’s heart skipped a beat. Although he had already left the immortal sects and fled to the Demonic Domain, he still cared about human friends like Mo Ting. And although Liao Chen was also human, he was Chi Yuan’s head disciple after all, independent and unconventional at a young age, and extremely ruthless to both humans and demons. For a moment, he was a little worried for Mo Ting. “It was her uncle who had a daughter in his later years. A few years ago, her uncle was assassinated. By the time she rushed over, it was already too late. She only got a token from her uncle. This time, she was sent to the human world and accidentally discovered her uncle’s token on this girl. The information and age also matched. It is indeed her biological sister.”

A hint of contempt appeared on Liao Chen’s face. He flew straight down.

Yu Qiuye’s face changed slightly, and he timely sent a sound transmission to Mo Ting.

Mo Ting stopped her steps and saw at a glance the black-clothed youth slowly approaching.

The other was a demonic cultivation prodigy, who had fought back and forth with the genius of the immortal sects. Not to mention that he was highly valued by Chi Yuan, his own personality was also one of seeking revenge for the smallest grievance, extremely violent and tyrannical. To this day, only Yu Qiuye, relying on the fact that he was one of the few immortal physicians in the Demon Palace, dared to talk back to him a few times.

Noticing his gaze, Mo Ting subconsciously took a step forward and blocked the young girl behind her.

Liao Chen’s gaze was fixed on the young girl. The other shrank her head, her figure slender and frail. Her slender white fingers timidly clutched the edge of her skirt. Her dark hair, like the other young girls’, was a little messy. A few strands of hair had fallen down, blocking her soft and exquisite features. Her long eyelashes flickered non-stop.

Mo Ting had to take a step back to prevent him from using his taller stature to look at her sister over her head. “This is my sister. She already has a marriage contract with the young master of the wolf clan. I have also already sent a message to inform the Demon Lord about this matter. In the future, she will also serve the Demon Lord as I do. I hope the Young Lord will make things convenient.”

Liao Chen was noncommittal. “Lift your head.”

The young girl—that is, the infiltrated Yan Jingyu—pursed her lips slightly.

He had never dreamed that he would finally succeed in infiltrating the enemy’s interior. Just as he was about to enter the Tianmo Hall, the calamity that was Liao Chen had appeared out of nowhere.

Did he recognize me?

Yan Jingyu, while thinking, timidly lifted his eyes, and at the same time, lifted his chin a little. Tears were welling up in his eye sockets, his expression becoming more and more pitiful.

If I’m really recognized…

In his spiritual abode, the Du Fang Sword was already poised for action.

I can only fight head-on.

Liao Chen’s eyes stared at him without blinking. But Yan Jingyu quickly lowered his gaze again and called out cautiously, “Young Lord, all is well.”

Liao Chen’s eyes flashed strangely. He turned his head and glanced at the young girls lined up behind him, and said faintly, “Engaged to Wolf Qiong?”

This was just Mo Ting’s expedient measure. She knew very well that her own weight was not enough and could only drag the relatively powerful wolf clan of the demonic race into the water. She nodded. “The young master of the wolf clan fell in love with my sister at first sight. He has already reported to the clan leader, and they will be married soon.”

Liao Chen glanced at Yan Jingyu again, then suddenly curled his lips. “Wolf Qiong is really lucky.”

Not until Liao Chen had walked far away did Yan Jingyu still feel a little in disbelief—

He, he didn’t recognize me?!

Great. As long as I enter the Tianmo Hall, things can be accomplished.

Mo Ting also let out a sigh of relief. As she led him in, she said softly, “In the future, when you see him, you must hide a little.”

“Yes.” Yan Jingyu, while nodding, began to look up. There were demonic beasts guarding near the Tianmo Cauldron. To truly destroy it, he had to wait until the demonic beasts were dozing off. And Mo Ting, in order to let Chi Yuan know that her own sister was also loyal to the demonic race, had ordered Yan Jingyu to temporarily manage the captured young girls.

Of course, Yan Jingyu had also had a hand in this.

The crowd entered the back hall together. Yan Jingyu lived alone in a room. Only then did he begin to try to contact Qin Zhongyou and the others.

And Liao Chen, not long after he left, had activated the small Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror in his hand. This was a fragment of the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror that Chi Yuan had given him, which allowed him to conveniently monitor all parties in the Demonic Domain. And he had never let Chi Yuan down.

At this moment, the figure of a young girl alone in her room, drawing a talisman, was reflected in the small Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror.

Soon, he had packed the talisman, and the face that turned over had been replaced by caution and vigilance.

He formed a seal with both hands and soon split his form, leaving a clone in the room, while he himself used the Chaos Spirit Abode he had just drawn, and instantly hid his figure from the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror.

Liao Chen put away the mirror.

The shadow-recording pearl in the room where Yan Jingyu lived was something he had just put down not long ago, so even Chi Yuan did not know about this matter.

He quickly turned around and went to the Tianmo Hall.

Yan Jingyu took out the spiritual medicine from his own spiritual abode that could make a demonic beast fall into a deep sleep. Just as he was about to go over, he suddenly stiffened all over, because he saw that that piece of dog sh*t Liao Chen had actually walked in without any warning.

His gaze searched everywhere in the Tianmo Hall, and he glanced at the two demonic beasts that were dozing off near the Tianmo Cauldron. He directly sent a palm wind over, and the Tianmo Hall immediately shook. The two demonic beasts were startled awake at the same time, their eyes sleepy, but they stood up obediently.

Yan Jingyu leaned against the corner of the wall, his gaze fixed on the dog sh*t in front of him with hatred, his silver teeth clenched.

“Recently, it is a critical period for master to refine the cauldron. You two, be on your best behavior for me.” Liao Chen, with his hands behind his back, constantly walked back and forth. Yan Jingyu looked carefully and suddenly realized that the few places he was walking were where the shadow-recording pearls were located.

Tsk. He sneered in his heart. So you, Liao Chen, also have such a sycophantic side, so afraid that Chi Yuan won’t see your loyalty.

But in the Demon Realm, it had always been the law of the jungle. It was not uncommon for masters to eat their apprentices and apprentices to eat their masters. He was not surprised at all by Liao Chen’s behavior. And the other’s actions just happened to help him judge the position. Although he now had a Chaos Spirit Talisman on him, if he could avoid it, or destroy the shadow-recording pearls, he could at least buy more time for the rescue.

This fellow Liao Chen, he always sends a pillow when he’s drowsy by a strange combination of circumstances…

The corners of Yan Jingyu’s lips curved. Not until he had finished his speech and left did the two demonic beasts really perk up.

Yan Jingyu was not in a hurry to act. This wave of the other showing his loyalty to Chi Yuan, besides giving him the location of the shadow-recording pearls, waking up the demonic beasts was actually a good thing. Demonic beasts always had to doze off. If they didn’t sleep today, they would sleep even more soundly tomorrow.

He still had time.

As soon as he went back, he immediately said in the four-person sound transmission formation, “That kid Liao Chen has come to help me again. If I can successfully destroy the Tianmo Cauldron this time, this Lord will definitely give him a good credit!”

Qin Zhongyou quickly replied, “What do you mean?”

Yan Jingyu briefly recounted what had just happened. Zeng Huacai immediately said, “Sometimes I really don’t know if he really wants to kill you. It’s one thing to help you break through every time, but to actually even help you destroy the Tianmo Cauldron.”

Although he said that, the word “help” definitely had to be emphasized. Yan Jingyu felt a faint joy in his heart. “When I escape, I will definitely thank him properly.”

Ling Dannan, on the other hand, said, “Be careful with everything. Don’t fall for his tricks.”

“He wants to fight with me? He’s still too young.”

Although he said that, when Yan Jingyu turned over and lay down on the bed, he thought again of the other’s gaze towards him today.

…He really didn’t recognize me?

But if he did recognize me, why didn’t he just summon ‘Lian Feng’? Doesn’t this fellow want to kill me every time he sees me?

Unless he also wants to destroy the Tianmo Cauldron… Yan Jingyu looked at the ceiling, his eyes rolling. Could it be that he also wants to save people? No, impossible. If he wants to destroy the Tianmo Cauldron, there is only one reason… he doesn’t want Chi Yuan to break through to the demonic stage…

But this thought only circled in his mind for a moment and was not really deeply thought about.

After all, all of this was only based on the premise that Liao Chen had really recognized him. But as for whether the other had recognized him or not, he had no way of verifying it.

The day before Chi Yuan was preparing to throw the eight hundred young girls into the cauldron, Yan Jingyu once again used the Chaos Spirit Talisman and quietly slipped into the Tianmo Hall.

He did not directly destroy the shadow-recording pearls, but when the demonic beasts were dozing off, he quietly created an illusion, making a fake Tianmo Cauldron illusion, and at the same time, he pasted the Chaos Spirit Talisman all over the real Tianmo Cauldron, making it temporarily invisible. Then he leaped in, and amidst the scorching heat, he activated the ice-element talisman, resisting the true fire on one side, and chanting a spell to calm the resentment in the cauldron on the other, and constantly pasting Heaven-tier explosive talismans around the inside of the cauldron.

In the dark cave, Liao Chen suddenly opened his eyes from his meditation.

He activated the small Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror and saw the familiar Tianmo Cauldron, and also the sleeping demonic beasts.

…Still not acting?

As soon as this thought popped up, he saw in the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror that the surroundings of the Tianmo Cauldron were slowly swaying like water waves.

An illusion?

“As expected of you…” He half-closed his eyes, admiring the completely normal scene for a while. But Yan Jingyu inside the cauldron was already drenched in sweat. The wronged souls and the raging fire were scorching his lungs, and the water-element spiritual energy in his meridians was constantly flowing, but he was gradually becoming unable to keep up.

Yan Jingyu held his breath and once again suspended himself above the raging fire and wronged souls, closing his eyes and chanting a spell: “Ten thousand calamities will not be extinguished, the demonic cauldron hides the soul, defy fate and break the curse, today I will use my heart as a torch—”

He was covered in sweat, and the surrounding talismans began to rustle as if they were being blown by the wind. “Blood leads the heavenly thunder, the soul calls for the broken wheel—”

Liao Chen carefully calculated the time. Outside the Tianmo Cauldron, the two demonic beasts were still sleeping soundly. But inside the raging fire of the cauldron, a distorted black qi with a resentful human face was constantly rolling.

“The curse becomes one word, the cauldron shatters into nine pieces, the thing that breaks the demon, will never appear again—’crack’!”

He suddenly opened his eyes. And Liao Chen’s figure also instantly teleported into the Tianmo Hall. His hands flipped, and a vast amount of spiritual energy surged silently. The Tianmo Cauldron, which was shaking and cracking, was briefly stabilized by his action.

Yan Jingyu subconsciously formed a seal again. “Crack—!”

The surrounding talismans were still trembling, and the surroundings of the cauldron were cracking, but it still did not explode. He suddenly realized something. Seeing the thunderclouds gathering above the Tianmo Cauldron, his face suddenly changed dramatically.

At the same time, Liao Chen’s stern voice came from outside. “Who dares to trespass into the Tianmo Hall?!”

Yan Jingyu did not leap out of the cauldron, but the moment the voice came, he instantly captured the other’s position, directly sank his figure into the raging fire, and struck at the position where Liao Chen was with his palm.

The two of them had both entered the Taiqing Realm. With both of them exerting force on the cauldron from the outside, that part of the Tianmo Cauldron soon began to dissolve.

If this continues, as long as Chi Yuan checks the Heaven-Scrutinizing Mirror, he will clearly see that it was him and Yan Jingyu who had conspired to destroy the Tianmo Cauldron.

Liao Chen’s mind was racing. He knew very well that this was Yan Jingyu’s trick to drag him down with him, and he couldn’t help but feel resentful in his heart.

“Treacherous villain…” he said in a low voice. “You can just die inside today!!”

He exerted force again, and the entire body of the giant cauldron was suddenly filled with a dense flame. This time, not only the inside of the cauldron, but even the outside of the cauldron was filled with flames. The flames on top condensed like Mount Tai and pressed down on Yan Jingyu inside the cauldron.

Yan Jingyu looked up, suddenly smiled, and said, “It seems you already know it’s me inside. Liao Chen, what do you think Chi Yuan will do if he finds out that you deliberately let me into the cauldron?”

Liao Chen’s face was expressionless. He used his spiritual energy again. Yan Jingyu coughed lightly, his eyes flickering. “I have a way to help you escape Chi Yuan’s investigation.”

Liao Chen was silent, but the flames grew more and more intense. Yan Jingyu’s hair soon showed signs of being scorched. He quickly used his spiritual energy to protect himself and cursed, “If I die, my father will surely flatten the entire Demonic Domain!!”

“…You should just die first!!”

Yan Jingyu’s whole body was soon surrounded by flames. He used his ice power again, but Liao Chen’s flames, plus the raging fire that was already in the cauldron, had quickly dried up his spiritual energy.

Yan Jingyu couldn’t take it anymore and could only transmit his voice again. “If you and I exert force at the same time, the moment the Tianmo Cauldron breaks, the aftershock of our spiritual energy can accidentally destroy all the surrounding shadow-recording pearls… you think it through carefully…”

“I’m killing you now to protect the Tianmo Cauldron.” Liao Chen also transmitted his voice mercilessly. “If I can spare your life, even if the Tianmo Cauldron is destroyed, master will not blame me.”

Yan Jingyu was so angry he was speechless. Finding that he really couldn’t deceive him, his heart also became fierce. He snorted. “Have you forgotten something?!”

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment. The next instant, a sharp sword light suddenly came from behind. The clone Yan Jingyu had left in the room had already come behind him. Liao Chen, in his haste, had to move aside. The Du Fang Sword directly struck the Tianmo Cauldron. The blade bent, and the young immortal lord in a woman’s dress, his skirt flying, directly leaped onto the cauldron with the elasticity of the blade, looking down at the young demon lord below.

“With you, you also want to scheme against this Lord?!”


My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die

My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die

宿敌哭着求我不要死
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Chinese

By the time I made a name for myself in the immortal sects, he was already a demonic cultivation prodigy, his infamy known throughout the lands. Our paths crossed at the height of our respective powers. We fought over the Endless Sea for ten days and ten nights. He shattered my Golden Core; I pierced his Spiritual Abode.

Neither of us came out ahead.

He was spirited away by the guardians of the Demonic Realm. After a century in seclusion, he re-emerged as the new Demon Lord—a name that made all who heard it tremble.
As for me, I dragged my broken, ailing body into obscurity, eking out a meager existence in a small, unknown sect, with only a few years left to live.

We met again at a bustling Grand Cultivation Assembly. Countless old acquaintances failed to recognize me, but he spotted me in an instant. Without hesitation, he sent a palm strike flying my way.

With a sickening thud, I was sent flying, vomiting blood, and I fainted on the spot.

When I opened my eyes, he was standing over me, his expression thunderous. "How did you become such a waste?!"

Between wracking coughs that felt like they were tearing my ruined lungs apart, I managed to roll my eyes. "Just as you wished. I'm dying."

He refused to accept it. He went to incredible lengths to retrieve my long-lost sword, insisting I fight him one more time. Forced to comply, I took it. With a loud clang, the once-familiar blade slipped from my hand and fell to the ground.

His eyes widened in shock. I met his gaze, unflinching.

That's right. I can't even hold a sword anymore.

I had long since accepted my fate, but he refused to give up. He became obsessed, forcing priceless immortal elixirs down my throat, searching realms for miracle workers to heal me. While he was at it, he even annihilated the old enemies who had massacred my clan.

I was a little touched. "You're being so good to me. Don't tell me you've fallen for me?"

"Bullshit!" His face twisted. "I just want to beat you fair and square again! Yan Jingyu, if you're going to die, you can only die at my hands!"

As my final day drew nearer, he grew so anxious he couldn't sleep at night, his hair falling out in clumps.
Meanwhile, I ate well and slept soundly. I spent my days strolling through his demonic palace, teasing the local demons and monsters, and lazily awaiting my end.

With half a year left, I saw him sitting on the roof, staring blankly into the distance. I stood below and opened my arms. "Hey! Get me up there!"

He glanced at me, and for once, his usual ferocious cruelty was gone. Wordlessly, he lifted me up with a wave of his hand.

I settled down beside him and, as cheekily as ever, used the nickname he despised. "Liao Xiao Mei*, I'm really dying. You should stop wasting your..."

[Translator's Note: The nickname "Liao Xiao Mei" literally means "Liao Little Beauty," a very feminine and demeaning name for a powerful Demon Lord.]

Before I could finish, this infamous lord of an entire realm lowered his head, and tears began to fall like rain.

Me: "..."

Wait, no— Fine! I'll train properly, okay? I'll do my best to get back to my peak before I die and give you that satisfying fight you want!

Hey, hey, hey, just stop crying already...

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