Villainous Master (24)
Ning Jingyu’s gaze swept over the surroundings, dark and intense.
The so-called immortals around her, still wearing their sanctimonious expressions, averted their eyes the moment they met hers. Almost simultaneously, their faces revealed a hypocritical sorrow as they looked down at Song Xuyi on the ground with undisguised disdain—
How dare they look at Xuyi like that?!
She had meticulously planned for so long just to get close to Xuyi. How could she let them humiliate the person she cherished above all else?
This absurd world, filled with these foolish pawns masquerading as immortals, was utterly revolting!
A dark, violent aura surged in the depths of Ning Jingyu’s eyes, and her entire demeanor became chillingly cold in an instant, making others too afraid to look at her even for a second more.
Yet, Ning Jingyu’s face remained remarkably calm.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she bent down and slowly knelt beside Song Xuyi, delicately and gently smoothing out the wrinkles in her dress—
Her heart felt as if it were being viciously clenched, making it hard to breathe. Ning Jingyu’s hands trembled uncontrollably, realizing she was almost afraid to touch Song Xuyi: Had she been a moment later, who knows what these people, these mindless followers, would have done to her?
For the first time in her life, Ning Jingyu began to blame herself: It was her fault that Xuyi’s pure heart was tainted by selfish desires; it was her failure to protect her that led to her being bullied by these hypocrites…
Xuyi would never come close to her again, would she?
Xuyi had always been shy by nature. Now that her feelings for her had been exposed in front of everyone, she would undoubtedly distance herself from her. Their relationship would turn into that of another master and disciple, distant and estranged.
In that moment, Ning Jingyu even wanted to beg: As long as things could go back to the way they were with Xuyi, she would do anything…
Just yesterday, she had been dreaming of retreating to the mountains with Xuyi, but today that dream shattered before her eyes.
The despair in her chest turned into a surging rage. Ning Jingyu still felt the intense shock and anger from sensing that Xuyi’s dream had been invaded. The urge to destroy the world grew stronger in her mind…
And at that very moment, Song Xuyi grasped her hand.
Ning Jingyu looked up in astonishment, meeting Song Xuyi’s bright and eager eyes.
There was no disgust in her gaze as she had feared; instead, her eyes were filled with urgency, as if she were desperate to tell her something but couldn’t speak.
Ning Jingyu finally realized that someone had secretly used a forbidden technique on Song Xuyi.
This technique used parasites to control the body, which was why Xuyi was forced to appear at the crime scene. And because of the parasites, she was now unable to speak.
At this moment, due to Ning Jingyu’s approach, the parasite sensed the external danger and shrank into Song Xuyi’s heart.
What exactly had happened?
Meanwhile, the people around them kept adding fuel to the fire…
“Fairy Ning, don’t be too angry. This disciple of yours is a demon in disguise…”
“Yes, Fairy Ning, the demon race is cunning. This isn’t your fault—”
Ning Jingyu bit her lower lip, sensing the parasite in Song Xuyi’s body, seeing her downcast eyes, and hearing the malicious words around them. Rage surged in her heart, and she let out a sudden cold laugh—
Did they think she would be helpless in this situation?
“Xuyi,” ignoring the astonished gazes of everyone, Ning Jingyu blocked out the surrounding noise. She leaned close to Song Xuyi’s cheek, struggling to control her voice as she whispered, “Someone put a parasite in you. I’m going to help you get rid of it now.”
“Forgive me!”
Ning Jingyu lowered her eyes. She didn’t dare meet Song Xuyi’s gaze. She knew there were other ways to remove the parasite, but she was utterly tired of hearing people say Xuyi wasn’t worthy of her. Maybe she wanted to shut them up, or maybe she wanted Xuyi to understand her feelings. Or perhaps, it was simply because she had been longing for this for so long—
Ning Jingyu closed her eyes, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she nervously yet carefully—kissed Song Xuyi’s lips.
It wasn’t until the soft touch of her lips met Ning Jingyu’s that Song Xuyi snapped back to reality.
Even though she knew Ning Jingyu was driving out the parasite for her, Song Xuyi’s heart raced uncontrollably. Almost at the moment their lips touched, a surge of spiritual power flowed from Ning Jingyu’s mouth into her body, coursing through her limbs. Under the cleansing of the spiritual power, Song Xuyi felt incredibly comfortable and clearly sensed something dissipate from her heart. The restraints on her body vanished instantly…
The moment she felt the parasite disappear, Song Xuyi instinctively glanced in a certain direction. Seeing the ashen face of that person, Song Xuyi’s suspicions were confirmed, and she felt a surge of excitement. Ignoring her shyness, she immediately pulled away and whispered in Ning Jingyu’s ear, “Master, I think I know who Ning Kui is!”
Ning Jingyu froze, tightening her grip on Song Xuyi.
At any other time, Ning Jingyu would have been incredibly excited, eager to learn Ning Kui’s whereabouts. But now, Ning Jingyu’s feelings were far from what she had expected. She stood there, dazed, her chest filled with a bittersweet emotion—Even in such a dire situation, Song Xuyi was still focused on avenging her…
How could she bear to let go of a girl who cared so deeply for her?
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Her eyes inexplicably stung, and Ning Jingyu lowered her head, carefully lifting Song Xuyi as if she were the most fragile treasure.
Sensing Ning Jingyu’s unusual mood, Song Xuyi couldn’t help but glance back at her, only to meet her eyes filled with tender affection. This raw display of emotion didn’t seem to belong to Ning Jingyu. In that moment, she seemed to merge with the gentle figure from her dreams…
Still can’t forget, can you?
Song Xuyi didn’t expect to think of her dream’s gentle lady at such a moment.
Her master still trusted and cherished her even when the world was against her. She couldn’t shamefully covet her any longer!
Recalling how her hidden feelings for Ning Jingyu had been exposed, Song Xuyi felt too ashamed to face her. Her gaze dimmed, and she turned her head away.
Almost simultaneously, Ning Jingyu’s voice sounded above her.
“Don’t you hate them? They wrongfully punished you, even branded you as a demon. Do you still want to stay in this foolish and incompetent Immortal Realm?”
After a pause, Ning Jingyu continued, “The Immortal Realm has humiliated and wronged you, Xuyi. You shouldn’t live like this.”
If Xuyi asked, she would kill the current Demon Lord, unify the Demon Realm, and have them bow to Xuyi. With her protection, no one would dare to say a word against her.
Ning Jingyu’s words were filled with protective intent, making Song Xuyi feel even more guilty.
And, the one I love most in this world—it’s you.
“Master, I’m not worthy of your affection,” Ning Jingyu seemed about to say something, but Song Xuyi interrupted her, looking in a certain direction, “Ning Kui is right there—”
Ning Jingyu blocked out the surrounding noise. Although the people around them couldn’t hear their conversation, they could see their actions. When they saw Ning Jingyu lean down to kiss Song Xuyi, the crowd erupted into an uproar—
“Has Fairy Ning lost her mind? Or did Song Xuyi use some underhanded trick to enchant her?”
“This demon disciple is truly cunning!”
……
As the crowd discussed fervently, no one noticed a person’s face suddenly turning pale amidst them.
A flash of hatred crossed that person’s eyes as they silently retreated a few steps, attempting to slip away. But with a “thud,” a sword flew out from behind, blocking the path, and Ning Jingyu appeared in front of them.
Ning Jingyu scrutinized the person carefully, her eyes narrowing as dark emotions surged within them. Suddenly, she laughed, “I must be blind not to have noticed you were right here all along—”
“Father, you have made me search so hard for you all these years.”
The person’s face showed a perfect expression of confusion, even angrily glaring at Ning Jingyu, “I don’t understand what you’re saying! You’ve lost your mind, falling for a demon spy and now trying to slander me…”
“The real Sect Leader Zhao Lin has long been dead, hasn’t she?” Ning Jingyu ignored ‘Zhao Lin’s’ denials, Song Xuyi’s words echoing in her mind: “Zhao Wuyou was killed by Zhao Lin! Water-spirit roots can sense each other. The person who ambushed me had Zhao Wuyou’s aura before she died. When Zhao Lin attacked me just now, I sensed it again. They say a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs. I have no enmity with Zhao Lin. I don’t believe she’d kill her own daughter to frame me. The only possibility is that both Zhao Wuyou and I had something she wanted…”
Everything connected in a line: She had searched heaven and earth for Ning Kui, never expecting that Ning Kui had taken over a woman’s body! Ning Kui had deliberately altered Zhao Wuyou’s spirit root, raising her to be foolish and arrogant, so that no one would pursue her disappearance too much. Ning Kui could then kill Zhao Wuyou at the right moment, using her water-spirit root to heal, and secretly become the new Demon Lord, even using Zhao Wuyou’s death to trap Xuyi…
“I thought time had changed Sect Leader Zhao from a person wholly devoted to the people into a greedy, petty person. I never imagined that her body had already been taken over by another soul…”
Noticing that Zhao Lin was about to argue, Ning Jingyu interrupted, “I’ve heard that Sect Leader Zhao’s family has a secret sword technique, the Cloud Ascending Sword. Today, I would like to learn it firsthand…”
Ning Jingyu thrust her sword toward Zhao Lin—
Zhao Lin dodged, and in an instant, a cloud of dust arose.
This was a battle between top sword cultivators. The two fought fiercely, and those around them quickly backed away to avoid being caught in the sword aura. However, within a hundred moves, the fight was decided—
‘Zhao Lin’ was knocked to the ground, revealing a massive black tail and unable to hide the demonic aura around her!
The people around them were stunned by the transformation, while ‘Zhao Lin’ gritted her teeth and revealed her true form—a gigantic demon dragon, roaring as she charged at Ning Jingyu—
With the demon dragon’s appearance, the ground shook, mountains collapsed, and rivers reversed within a hundred miles—
Cultivators, with their magical treasures and techniques, easily avoided the damage. But the nearby civilians weren’t so lucky!
Hearing the civilians’ cries, Song Xuyi couldn’t keep her focus on the battle. She exhausted her magical power and treasures to create a barrier in the sky, protecting the people from the spells. After saving the civilians, she collapsed from the depletion of her spiritual energy…
Song Xuyi didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. At first, she was restless, her body alternating between icy cold and burning hot as if in a purgatory. It wasn’t until a stream of spiritual power flowed into her body, soothing all the pain and agitation, that she fell into a deep sleep—
Song Xuyi found herself once again in her dream, facing the same young lady.
The young lady wore a bright red wedding dress, looking even more dazzling. Tearfully, she clung to Song Xuyi’s sleeve, her voice hoarse, “Xuyi, the maidens are entering the palace tomorrow. I don’t want to go. I’m ready to throw myself into the river. You avoided me for two years, and I understand your feelings, but now you’ve come back. I can’t accept this…”
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What was going on? Throw herself into the river?
……
Song Xuyi was stunned, not expecting the dream to unfold this way. Instinctively, she wanted to wipe away the young lady’s tears, only to find her hands were bound—
“You—” Song Xuyi’s eyes widened.
“I’m sorry, Xuyi. I only ask for tonight!”
The young lady forced a bitter smile, her trembling hand touching Song Xuyi’s cheek. She took out a cup of wine and brought it to Song Xuyi’s lips, “Drink this wedding wine, and I’ll be yours.”
“Xuyi,” the young lady pleaded softly, “Fulfill my last wish, will you? I know my thoughts are twisted and unworthy of you. But my heart belongs to you. I’d rather die than leave you—”
Looking at the tears on the young lady’s cheeks, Song Xuyi felt the situation was utterly absurd: the dream and reality were completely reversed—in reality, she harbored forbidden feelings for Ning Jingyu, while in the dream, the young lady was the one yearning for her…
What had she done to deserve this?
Feeling a pang of sorrow, Song Xuyi lowered her head and drank the wine.
The bitter wine burned as it went down, spreading a fiery sensation throughout her body, making her eyes redden—
But the young lady smiled, the sorrow on her face vanishing in an instant.
She laughed joyfully, leaning on Song Xuyi’s shoulder, and carefully began untying the ropes on Song Xuyi’s hands, “Xuyi, I tricked you!”
“It’s my cousin who is entering the palace, not me. I just wanted to scare you. Who told you to disappear for two years without a word?”
“Xuyi, I don’t care. After drinking this wedding wine, you’re mine. You can’t leave me behind no matter where you go…”
Ning Jingyu had already thought of an excuse during Song Xuyi’s coma: fearing that Song Xuyi would distance herself after waking up, Ning Jingyu planned to first cling to her in the dream as the young lady, then gradually reveal the truth. Once Song Xuyi accepted the young lady in the dream, she would reappear in front of Xuyi, explaining that during her healing, her soul had lost its memories and left her body, revealing that the young lady was actually her…
Thus, Ning Jingyu had referenced countless stories to come up with this plan to entangle Song Xuyi.
Though she appeared calm on the surface, Ning Jingyu felt a bit shy inside. Fortunately, everything went as she had hoped…
Having achieved her goal, Ning Jingyu began to untie the ropes, planning to leave the dream, but a hand grabbed her sleeve—
Ning Jingyu turned around, meeting Song Xuyi’s face up close.
Song Xuyi’s breath carried a faint scent of wine, and her gaze was unusually intense as she looked at Ning Jingyu. Her cheeks were flushed, and Ning Jingyu frowned, recalling that Song Xuyi couldn’t handle alcohol well, just as her lips approached—
“Do you think you can escape after drinking the wedding wine?” Ning Jingyu heard the soft voice of the one she cherished above all, speaking close to her cheek. Holding Ning Jingyu’s sleeve, she smiled provocatively, “You have to consummate the marriage before you leave!”
Ning Jingyu’s eyes darkened, the wild fire in her heart spreading uncontrollably. Her voice grew hoarse, “Alright!”
……
The next morning, when Song Xuyi woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar bamboo house.
There was no one around the bamboo house.
When Song Xuyi woke up, she no longer felt the exhaustion she had before losing consciousness. Her mind was still filled with the incredibly vivid and romantic scenes from her dream. Her body felt weak and soft, and she was overwhelmed by a sense of shame—she couldn’t believe she had done such things with Ning Jingyu in her dream…
It took Song Xuyi a while to regain her composure. Unsure of her current situation, she cautiously decided to leave the bamboo house immediately, flying away on her sword.
Reaching the market, Song Xuyi disguised her appearance and found a well-informed teahouse. There, she finally learned what had happened after she lost consciousness: Ning Jingyu had killed Ning Kui and left the Immortal Realm with her unconscious self. No one knew where they had gone afterward—
In the eyes of the common people, she and Ning Jingyu had become a pair of immortal lovers, living freely and happily.
Hearing this, Song Xuyi could only smile bitterly: after waking up and not seeing Ning Jingyu, she assumed that Ning Jingyu had deliberately avoided her, knowing she was about to wake up. Even though she had anticipated this outcome, Song Xuyi still felt a pang of sadness.
“System, hasn’t the mission been completed yet?” Song Xuyi asked, feeling inexplicably disheartened and not wanting to stay in this world any longer. She couldn’t help but inquire of the system in a secluded corner.
“No, it hasn’t!” The system’s voice sounded somewhat exasperated, “You probably have to wait until that villain in the future dies of old age to complete the mission!”
The future?!
Song Xuyi had a feeling and couldn’t help but turn around, only to bump into a soft body.
Her seemingly upright master, who had taken advantage of her, lay bonelessly on Song Xuyi’s shoulder, smiling seductively, “Xuyi, you want to leave after last night? That’s not very nice, is it?”
Song Xuyi: “…?!”
Song Xuyi lived in this world for thousands of years, cultivating to an extremely high level. Together with Ning Jingyu, she roamed the world, doing good deeds, and even created a space where demons could use spiritual power to cultivate…
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But in contrast, Ning Jingyu grew increasingly weak.
It was then that Song Xuyi understood Ning Jingyu’s true identity: as the Heart of the Demon Formation, the world’s demonic energy was decreasing. When it completely vanished, there would be no need for the Heart of the Demon Formation to purify it, and that would be the end of Ning Jingyu’s life.
Song Xuyi initially thought of letting Ning Jingyu use her water spirit root to heal, but Ning Jingyu firmly refused. Eventually, Song Xuyi came to terms with it: compared to ordinary people, the few thousand years they had spent together were already long enough. There was no need to strive for eternal life…
Ning Jingyu left the world with a smile.
She told Song Xuyi that when she killed Ning Kui, his dying words were her mother’s name. Ning Kui said he hadn’t wanted to drain Ning Jingyu’s mother dry, but he couldn’t control his instincts. He had always reminisced about the happy days when the three of them were together, so after disguising himself as Zhao Lin, he gave all the love he owed Ning Jingyu to Zhao Wuyou…
Ning Kui even predicted that Ning Jingyu, with the same demon dragon bloodline, would eventually be unable to control her instincts and drain Song Xuyi dry.
But Ning Jingyu did not fulfill Ning Kui’s prediction; she spent her life proving Ning Kui’s falsehood—deep enough love could overcome any instinct.
……
As Ning Jingyu’s body gradually faded away, the system’s “Congratulations, mission complete” announcement finally echoed in Song Xuyi’s mind—
Song Xuyi closed her eyes and once again felt the familiar sensation of her world spinning…
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Hmph~~~ I don’t care, this is just High!
LP: Re-translated on June 22, 2024
This was a strange one but enjoyable nonetheless
The heck? Why does this author make such shitty endings
The heck? Why does this author make such shitty endings
This was a strange one but enjoyable nonetheless