Chapter 60 This is where the truth comes out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ye's breathing suddenly quickened, as if he had been humiliated, and his eyes reddened. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

However, Si Yao couldn't help herself and laughed loudly, bending over and pointing at Li Ye, "Seven years, Li Ye, it's been seven years! Even if I was pregnant with your child, that child would have been born long ago and would probably be too old to run errands for me right now! You've been by my side for so many years, can't you see that at all?"

Si Yao's words made Li Ye's face darken. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, making a cracking sound.

The woman's nonsensical ramblings made him so angry he felt like his chest was about to explode.

However, the other party completely disregarded his raging anger and continued to mock him, "You don't even know this basic common sense? And you call yourself the Demon Lord of Chonglou Sect! If I were to expose this, countless people in the world would laugh at you!"

"Shut up!" Li Ye stepped forward, trying to stop her from saying anything more.

Si Yao took a few steps back, still laughing until her stomach hurt and tears streamed down her face. "Or do you think your child is special, and I'm pregnant for seven years?"

Li Ye: "..."

She must be crazy.

Li Ye stood there, as if he were in an ocean of rage.

He wanted to see how long she could keep going, and what other tricks she could use to provoke him again.

Unexpectedly, Si Yao suddenly stopped.

Her eyes darted around rapidly, then suddenly became anxious. She raised her right hand and placed it on the pulse of her left wrist, breathing carefully.

Seeing this, Li Ye was also ambiguous.

He took a few steps closer to Si Yao and asked, "Are you taking your own pulse?"

Si Yao shushed her, "Don't talk."

Li Ye paused, narrowing his eyes. "You've convinced yourself as you've been talking?"

Si Yao raised her eyes, feeling guilty, "Thinking about it carefully, it's possible. After all, you're a demon. It's not unusual for demons to carry a child for seven or ten years. I need to find out if I'm carrying your child."

Li Ye almost choked on his breath; he really wanted to strangle this madman in front of him.

"Are you stupid?" He was angry for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally uttered these words.

He couldn't understand why he had given his vital essence, which he had guarded for seven hundred years, to this fool in front of him.

He felt he had been greatly humiliated.

Si Yao ignored Li Ye's words, probed again and again, and finally felt relieved, "Thank goodness there's nothing there, that's great, that's great!"

She felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders and was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

Seeing this, Li Ye became unhappy instead.

Her elation at not being pregnant with Li Ye's child shows that she has no desire to have anything to do with Li Ye anymore.

He never asked her to bear his child, nor did he want to have such a connection with her, but now that he knew what she was thinking, he still felt a little empty inside.

It's so congested.

Extremely frustrated, he strode forward and grabbed Si Yao's wrist tightly.

He didn't want to beat around the bush with her anymore. "Let me be blunt. My primordial spirit is hidden in your dantian."

As soon as she finished speaking, Si Yao's smile froze.

Li Ye said, "That's why I went to great lengths to conceal my identity and enter the Hehuan Sect, lurking by your side day and night. As for the rest, I advise you not to make wild guesses about me. I have no lingering feelings for you, and you could not possibly be carrying my bloodline. There is no other connection between us!"

Li Ye spoke urgently, his voice filled with indignation.

He tried his best to distance himself from Si Yao; in another sense, it was as if he was denying something.

Si Yao listened quietly, then belatedly realized with shock, "Li Ye, you mean... your primordial spirit is with me?"

This is even more outrageous than getting pregnant with his child.

Si Yao found it hard to believe for a moment. She probed with her divine sense and looked into her dantian, but she couldn't see even the slightest trace of Li Ye's primordial spirit.

But when she met Li Ye's intimidating gaze, she felt that he might also be making up such a lie to deceive her.

"Was it that night?" Si Yao asked softly. "Before you were about to perish, you planned to find a container to store your primordial spirit, so that you could retrieve it when you were resurrected and rebuilt in the future?"

She breathed carefully, her expression tense. "That night you met me by chance, and in order to house your primordial spirit, you... had that kind of relationship with me?"

Seeing a hint of disappointment flash across Si Yao's face, Li Ye's gaze lingered for a moment before he said indifferently, "Otherwise what? Do you think I would act like that with you for no reason when I'm on my deathbed?"

He turned his back and said, "Stop your wishful thinking. I have no other intentions towards you."

Is that wishful thinking?

Unbeknownst to her, she had been used by him.

To him, she was nothing more than a vessel for storing his primordial spirit.

For some reason, Si Yao felt a chill in her heart and trembled uncontrollably.

She gave a bitter smile. "Demon Lord, we were just mutually benefiting back then. You stored your primordial spirit in my body, and I also benefited from you."

She circled around to stand in front of Li Ye, making a point of staring into his somewhat evasive eyes, and said, "It was because of you that I was able to break free from the decades-long stagnation at the Foundation Establishment stage and advance to the Golden Core stage in one fell swoop, wasn't it?"

Li Ye looked at her, and his hand, hidden in his sleeve, clenched tightly again.

At this moment, he was very troubled.

Si Yao snorted coldly, "To put it bluntly, you're nothing more than a good vessel to help me improve my cultivation."

Li Ye's palms were already bleeding from being squeezed so hard.

What a wonderful furnace! What a wonderful furnace to help her improve her cultivation!

He laughed along, and so they became each other's tools, using each other for their own purposes.

They're both equally bad! No one can blame anyone else.

Si Yao felt particularly pleased after saying these words, as if she were sulking.

She even raised her chin, arrogantly trying to provoke Li Ye, wanting to shout at him: Come on, let's hurt each other!

Seeing the anger in Li Ye's eyes, she became even more brazen, "You're very angry, aren't you? But being angry won't do any good. Your primordial spirit is with me, and I don't think you can do anything to me!"

Li Ye's clothes fluttered, his body was shrouded in demonic energy, and suddenly, his hair also swirled in the air.

He was indeed very angry; his uncontrollable rage seemed to be burning Si Yao to ashes.

He glanced at him coldly, then gently raised his hand and squeezed it hard into the air.

Si Yao felt a soreness and swelling in her dantian, and her whole body flew backward several feet. Just as she was about to fall heavily, she was frozen in mid-air.

Although she wasn't in pain, she was drenched in cold sweat, and her previously rosy face had turned deathly pale.

"What...what do you want to do to me?"

Li Ye raised his hand downwards, and Si Yao gently landed on the bed.

He seemed to be deliberately controlling the intensity.

Little did he know that he had just manipulated Si Yao's primordial spirit in her dantian, and even though he suppressed the intensity to the minimum, his body was still suffering invisible pain.

This is something Si Yao cannot feel. On the contrary, the pain that should have been borne by Si Yao has been borne by Li Ye himself.

However, he walked coldly toward Si Yao on the bed, leaned down, and the oppressive feeling was like a towering mountain suddenly collapsing, making it hard for Si Yao to breathe.

He looked down at him, his brows furrowed with arrogance, a sinister smirk playing on his lips. "Excuse me, but this body just broke through to the Nascent Soul stage due to your stimulation."

Nascent Soul...

Si Yao was stunned.

However, for Li Ye, the nascent soul was far from his peak. In the past, he could easily destroy several Nascent Soul stage cultivators with a flick of his finger, let alone Nascent Soul cultivators.

"I couldn't touch you before, but things are different now. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, I can crush my primordial spirit at any time and perish together with you."

Upon hearing this, Si Yao held her breath.

He moved closer, pinched Si Yao's chin, and leaned down, stopping when he was only inches away from her.

Now that Li Ye had his trump card, he smiled confidently and warned, "So you have to behave, or I'll give you a little punishment. Next time, it won't be as mild as before; on the contrary, I'll make you suffer even more."

Si Yao felt a chill run down her spine.

At this moment, Si Yao realized that Li Ye was not joking. If she was not careful, he might really try every means to torture her.

She knew he had plenty of tricks up his sleeve.

Si Yao struggled to get up and pushed away Li Ye, who was leaning close to her. "I understand."

Compared to when she had been recklessly mocking Li Ye for his lack of common sense, Si Yao was now completely dejected.

Li Ye's gaze followed her, and he naturally noticed the difference in her appearance compared to before.

He was just trying to scare her. How could he possibly crush her primordial spirit or torture her so easily?

However, Li Ye noticed that her eyes held helplessness, frustration, and an unconcealable sense of loss.

What was she disappointed about?

Dissatisfied with his identity?

That's right. Deep down, she probably didn't want to accept that her disciple was actually the Demon Lord of Chonglou Sect.

Just as he had assumed, she had been kind to him from beginning to end, simply because he was her apprentice.

But now, even her identity as an apprentice is fake, and all the goodness she once had will naturally disappear completely.

Thinking of this, Li Ye's breathing became heavier.

Is his identity as the Demon Lord inferior to that of the previous "Little Yezi"?

It's all his fault, so why is he so angry?

Finally, with a casual wave of his hand, the demonic mark between his brows disappeared, and his true face was replaced by the face of "Little Yezi" again.

Sensing the change in the man, Si Yao turned her gaze toward him.

Seeing that Li Ye had already tied up his hair and even his clothes were neatly arranged, she couldn't help but sneer, "What are you doing with that face now?"

Li Ye was very serious. At this moment, he didn't seem like the Demon Lord. He seemed to have turned back into Si Yao's disciple, back into Little Ye of the Hehuan Sect.

“Master, we are on Tianchen Island now, so I naturally have to continue to show this face to the public.”

"Don't call me master." Si Yao stopped her. "I can't accept being called master by you."

“No.” Li Ye insisted.

Si Yao sneered repeatedly, "A dignified Demon Lord, yet you dare not show your true face. Are you afraid that the rumors of your own demise will fall apart? It seems that you do have something to fear."

Li Ye narrowed his eyes, looking at Si Yao with a sinister gaze. "You have to cooperate with my act and behave yourself. If you say anything out of line, you know what kind of punishment you'll get."

Another punishment...

Si Yao's lifeline seemed to be firmly in the other party's hands, and she was powerless to do anything about it.