Blame the Villain – Chapter 86

Villainous Master (8)

After hearing Song Xi’s teasing remark, Ning Jingyu felt an overwhelming sense of frustration. For a moment, she even had the impulse to kill the newly appointed top scholar right in front of everyone. Remembering that Song Xuyi was present, Ning Jingyu struggled to suppress her bloodthirsty desire. Together with Song Xuyi, she bid farewell to the Song family and used her sword to catch up with the main group participating in the Grand Immortal Sect Competition.

Ning Jingyu didn’t know why, but she felt an immense restlessness in her heart. She sped up her sword flight, leaving Song Xuyi far behind. As she glanced down, she noticed a demon clan member who, obliviously, had infiltrated the bustling market with the intent to commit a crime.

Following Ning Jingyu, Song Xuyi had no idea what was happening. Suddenly, she saw Ning Jingyu change direction and fly downward.

The demon clan member was charming and alluring, exuding a strange fragrance. She moved with great allure, a rare beauty.

Ning Jingyu initially appeared indifferent, but after smelling the strange fragrance from the demon clan member, she scrutinized her closely, and her eyes suddenly turned sharp.

The demon had already seduced a man, and the two were laughing and heading towards a secluded inn, never expecting Ning Jingyu to appear out of nowhere.

Seeing Ning Jingyu, the demon was terrified. She suddenly pushed away the man beside her, whose eyes were filled with confusion, and took large strides to run forward…

Song Xuyi didn’t know that the woman was a demon; she only saw a very beautiful woman. Before she could marvel at the number of beauties in the cultivation world, she saw the woman start running, shouting loudly as she went, “Help! There’s a murder in the Immortal Sect market…”

Seeing the woman about to run into the crowd, Song Xuyi was stunned. Almost instinctively, she threw out the teleportation array she had received from Ning Jingyu.

—With a thought, the four of them were instantly transported to a small hill outside the city gate.

Seeing that there was no longer a crowd to rely on, the demon’s expression instantly turned incredibly ferocious, and she desperately attacked Ning Jingyu!

By the time Song Xuyi had knocked out the innocent mortal man who had been dragged into this, and turned around again, she saw that the two behind her were already fighting.

This was the first time Song Xuyi had seen Ning Jingyu in combat:

The demon was not weak; her hands had transformed into black claws, and her moves were vicious. Her movements were so fast they became a blur, making it difficult to track her with the naked eye.

Ning Jingyu nonchalantly drew her sword.

The sword was thin and cold. Ning Jingyu’s combat style was extremely concise, each move lethal with no unnecessary actions. Her face was as cold as frost, her white robes fluttering, and her sword movements were as swift as a rainbow. There was a unique beauty to it, especially when paired with Ning Jingyu’s slightly murderous, clear eyes that were as cool as autumn waters, making her appear extraordinarily valiant and striking.

This was a side of Ning Jingyu that Song Xuyi had never seen before.

Watching this Ning Jingyu, Song Xuyi stood to the side, feeling her heart inexplicably race a little faster.

The demon gradually revealed its true form, transforming into a large black fox. Spots of blood dotted the ground, and the fox panted heavily, covered in wounds. Ning Jingyu, in her pristine white robes, looked untouched by the battle, as if she had just been leisurely strolling.

“Where is Ning Kui?” Ning Jingyu stood in front of the fox, her voice cold.

“Ning Jingyu, so what if you know the master’s whereabouts?”

The fox’s fur stood on end, and it glared fiercely at Ning Jingyu, letting out a sinister laugh, “Do you dare to go find him?”

“The master has always been in Black Water Pool, but you haven’t found him in all these years, and you’ll never be able to find him in the future!”

“I heard that when you came out of Black Water Pool back then, you were covered in wounds, not a piece of unscathed flesh on you. Do you dare to enter Black Water Pool again?” The fox laughed wickedly, “Why didn’t you die in Black Water Pool? After all, you carry the noble demon dragon bloodline of the master. The master had just absorbed your mother’s water spiritual root to heal himself, and couldn’t bear to kill you, so he lured you into Black Water Pool, hoping other demons would finish you off. You survived by luck, but you don’t really think the master was afraid of you…”

Song Xuyi’s eyes widened: it is said that even a vicious tiger will not eat its cubs, but Song Xuyi didn’t expect that Ning Jingyu had been lured into Black Water Pool by her own father!

For a moment, Song Xuyi felt even more heartache for Ning Jingyu.

“How did you escape from Black Water Pool?” Ning Jingyu’s expression was extremely calm, as if she hadn’t heard the fox’s every word aimed to wound her heart. Her eyes grew even darker.

“That was thanks to you,” the fox laughed again, “When you came out back then, you broke open a crack in the seal. Even demons with low cultivation could escape through the gap—”

“Aren’t you supposed to be righteous? You let demons into the human world. If you died sooner, the world would be at peace…”

“—Go to hell!”

The fox’s voice grew louder, and suddenly, a giant claw appeared in the void behind Ning Jingyu, striking towards her chest—

Song Xuyi’s eyes widened, unable to warn Ning Jingyu in time, but it seemed Ning Jingyu had eyes on her back. She turned around and cut off the giant claw with one swift sword strike!

The fox in front of her wailed in pain and turned to flee, but Ning Jingyu didn’t move her feet. The sword in her hand, as if it had eyes, buzzed and pierced through the fleeing fox’s chest—

A drop of blood splashed onto the corner of Ning Jingyu’s eye.

Ning Jingyu’s throat moved slightly.

A pale face, crimson blood, pitch-black eyes, snow-white clothes—at this moment, Ning Jingyu looked cruel and enchanting, like a breathtakingly beautiful demon.

The fox that had been pierced froze in place, cast a venomous look back at Ning Jingyu, and its body gradually dissolved, finally turning into a puddle of black blood.

Song Xuyi let out a long breath, her heart finally settling.

Song Xuyi had wanted to help, but her current strength was insufficient. Not only might she fail to aid Ning Jingyu, but she might also become a burden. She could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.

Upon hearing Song Xuyi’s audible exhale, the dark whirlpool in Ning Jingyu’s eyes gradually dissipated. She closed her eyes and, when she opened them again, her usual expression had returned. She glanced back at Song Xuyi with an inscrutable look.

“Why did you help me?”

“Huh?”

“Why did you just use the teleportation array to bring us here?”

Ning Jingyu tugged at the corners of her lips. “Aren’t you afraid that I might really be wantonly killing the innocent?”

Ning Jingyu actually didn’t care about others’ opinions. At first, she just wanted to kill a demon to vent her frustration. When she recognized that this was the only black fox in the world by Ning Kui’s side, she was filled with rage, focused solely on extracting Ning Kui’s whereabouts from the black fox. But she hadn’t expected Song Xuyi to choose to help her without a second thought…

It was like suddenly pouring a bucket of ice water into a raging fire—Ning Jingyu suddenly calmed down.

The black fox knew Ning Jingyu’s temperament. It originally thought it could provoke her, and if it were a normal day, Ning Jingyu might have indeed fallen for it. However, because Song Xuyi was by her side, Ning Jingyu didn’t want to frighten her disciple. She struggled to control her temper, or else the black fox would never have met such a swift demise.

But still, her disciple had found out something.

Now that she knew she was a half-demon, half-human hybrid, what would she think?

……

Ning Jingyu’s eyes stared unwaveringly at Song Xuyi.

“How could Master indiscriminately kill the innocent!”

Upon hearing Ning Jingyu’s words, Song Xuyi blinked, then smiled. “Master is none other than the number one renowned Sword Cultivator, who single-handedly slew the Demon Lord—the greatest sword practitioner in the world. In order to safeguard all living beings, Master once stabilized the Three Realms amidst chaos, silently enduring injuries for many years. How could someone so selfless and fearless possibly be guilty of indiscriminate killing?”

—In Song Xuyi’s eyes, there was admiration and concern, but not a trace of the disgust Ning Jingyu expected.

Ning Jingyu tugged at the corner of her lips, lowered her head, and mounted her flying sword.

One day, while meditating, Ning Jingyu dozed off and had a dream.

Cultivators are like machines, regulating the flow of spiritual energy within their bodies through breathing techniques. While a cultivator’s physical condition can sustain them without sleep, humans are not machines; they inevitably experience various emotions. The significance of sleep lies in allowing the brain to rest fully and regulating emotions.

Other cultivators take one to two hours of rest each day, but Ning Jingyu, considering herself emotionless, usually only rests for about fifteen minutes.

However, on this particular day, Ning Jingyu’s mood fluctuated greatly, so she allowed herself a brief rest.

She thought the worst nightmare would be the usual scene of Ning Kui draining her mother’s life force, but she never expected to dream of a scene she had never seen before:

In the dream, Song Xuyi rode a tall horse, with a white-clad young man sitting behind her. Song Xuyi shyly smiled at the young man, and the two of them shared a meaningful gaze filled with affection as they held hands and walked away together. Meanwhile, she seemed to be bound by something, only able to watch with wide eyes as her heart swelled with anger, yet she could only watch helplessly as the two of them moved further away…

Ning Jingyu opened her eyes.

Her usually calm and steady heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and deep, dark shades flickered in Ning Jingyu’s dark eyes. Eventually, they slowly subsided, and her gaze fell on the storage bag beside her…

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, Song Xuyi’s senses had become much more sensitive. She was also diligent, maintaining the circulation of her spiritual energy even during rest. Therefore, when she sensed someone entering her room, Song Xuyi immediately opened her eyes.

Song Xuyi never expected Ning Jingyu to enter her room at this time.

“Master, is there something you need?”

Given Ning Jingyu’s cultivation level, it would have been easy for her to enter Song Xuyi’s room silently. The fact that she was noticed by Song Xuyi indicates that Ning Jingyu did so intentionally.

Ning Jingyu looked deeply at Song Xuyi, remaining silent for a long time.

Is there something important?

Seeing Ning Jingyu’s solemn expression, Song Xuyi’s heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t help but straighten her back, summoning all her focus and staring intently at Ning Jingyu.

Ning Jingyu took out a storage bag and handed Song Xuyi a stack of books with a very serious expression, placing the book titled 《Love, Affecting My Swordsmanship Speed》 on top.

“During this time, study these books thoroughly. I will come to test you in a few days—”

The author has something to say:

Xuyi T_T: Can’t escape from reading after all~

Sorry, I broke my promise. I have just as much work today, so I’ll have to find time for Saturday updates again.

LP: Re-translated on May 21, 2024