Chapter 67 (067) - Two-in-One [VIP]

Before him lay a chest covered in crimson, the wheat-colored skin dotted with red marks. Yue Ling looked at those marks, his long, strong fingers pressing down on each one without hesitation, leaving behind bluish-purple finger marks.

These are things he actually left behind. It's ridiculous that he would like this person!

The more crimson blood there was, the angrier Yue Ling became. He was the one who caused all of this, he wanted to kill him, he wanted to torture him, but he ended up falling in love with him.

With a deep, dark gaze, Yue Ling stared at Yin Chu Jiu's handsome face, opened the cage, and pulled him out, slamming him to the ground. Yin Chu Jiu was pressed face down on the ground, his entire body lying on the ground, his neck pressed down by the person behind him, the only point of contact between him and that person was that hand.

He despised him.

"You're truly malicious." Yue Ling's voice was cold and filled with disgust. "You think that by making me, with my amnesia, fall in love with you, I won't be able to get revenge on you?"

Yin Chu Jiu remained silent, but Yue Ling didn't care. He leaned down slightly, his lips close to Yin Chu Jiu's ear, and uttered words that were tender yet chilling: "That's right, I can't kill you, but there are more ways to torture you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Ling tore off all of Yin Chu Jiu's clothes and covered her with his body. Without foreplay or lubrication, Yin Chu Jiu's face immediately turned pale the moment he entered her, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Yue Ling loathed any contact with him, even during the most intimate acts between humans, their skin never touched except at the point of contact. His lower body began to ache, then went numb, and finally felt nothing at all, while his back was cold, so cold that he shivered all over.

This was not sex, but a one-sided torment, a mental devastation for him.

After an unknown amount of time, the person on top of him was still heaving. Yin Chu Jiu lay on the ground, his hands on either side of his head, enduring the man's whipping. His clear black and white eyes stared straight at the shaking ground, becoming dry and sore from being open for so long.

He knew Yue Ling hated him, and he had thought about how Yue Ling would torment him, but he never imagined she would do this.

"No..." Don't do this, don't do this to him, Yin Chu Jiu couldn't help but grab the arms of the boy who was supporting her on both sides of her body, her sweaty palms could barely hold him, "Yue Ling, no, don't do this."

You can hit me, you can curse me, you can even kill me, but don't torture me like this.

However, the boy on top of him lowered his head and said with utmost gentleness, "Don't you like me? What do you mean you don't want? You should enjoy it." After saying that, his movements became faster and faster, almost mercilessly.

Yin Chu Jiu sobbed, and tears finally streamed down her face. As her vision blurred, fragments of her past memories surfaced.

This wasn't the first time he'd been treated this way; in fact, it was the second time. The first time was shortly after Yue Ling regained his memories, and the second time was now.

When Yue Ling regained his memory, he wanted to kill him, but for some reason, Yue Ling, who was holding a long sword, stopped at the last moment and then violated him with a crazy action.

Then he was locked in a cage. He thought Yue Ling wouldn't do this to him again, but to his surprise, Yue Ling became even more insane today.

He suddenly remembered Mo Ling asking him if he would regret it. Yin Chu Jiu thought he did regret it, but not because he made Yue Ling regain her memories, but because he reciprocated Yue Ling's feelings. If he hadn't agreed, then perhaps he wouldn't have felt sad or pained by what Yue Ling did. He didn't know if the Yue Ling in the illusion still existed. If she did, would that Yue Ling be sad if she knew everything he had done for her?

If he hadn't been attacked while regaining his memories, and Yue Ling hadn't fallen into that danger, then he and Yue Ling wouldn't be in this situation now. Yue Ling would treat him like an ordinary passerby, and he could still stay by Yue Ling's side, like an ordinary subordinate of the Mo Ling Palace.

Watching his memories slowly return, watching him gradually become safe, watching him reach the peak, watching him leave this illusory world.

The wooden house where Yue Ling regained her memories a day ago.

"We have no other choice."

"Yin Chu Jiu, are you ready?"

Mo Ling said this to Yin Chu Jiu, who then withdrew her gaze from Yue Ling and nodded, "Ready."

Upon receiving Yin Chu Jiu's affirmative answer, Mo Ling immediately arranged for people to prepare the next formation. The scene was chaotic; even the formation masters were startled by the three people, disrupting their plans. Hearing Mo Ling's instructions, they panicked for a moment before carefully setting up the formation.

Yin Chu Jiu sat anxiously next to Yue Ling, carefully placing his head on his lap and gently massaging his head with his fingers. Yue Ling was covered in a layer of cold sweat, his eyes closed, and his already pale face looked even paler, almost transparent.

Having no time to appreciate Yue Ling's good looks, Yin Chu Jiu anxiously wiped the sweat from his face with her sleeve. But Yue Ling's face was covered in sweat, not only his face but also his body, and soon his clothes were soaked through.

Yin Chu Jiu anxiously wiped away her sweat, but gently encouraged Yue Ling, "Yue Ling, don't be afraid, we will help you. Don't be afraid, those are your memories, you will definitely overcome them, don't be afraid."

However, the boy on his lap could not speak or give any response. He was already lost in his own memories, some of which were from his hallucinations, and some of which were from his reality.

The overwhelming memories in reality swept away the memories in his illusion. If the memories in reality were to recover normally as planned by Mo Ling, then although those memories would cause Yue Ling confusion, it would not last long. Once he adapted, he would return to normal.

He would be like Zizhuo, wondering, but he wouldn't end up like this.

The attack by the Scorpion Palace people confused all of Yue Ling's memories. In the illusion, Yue Ling was just a thirteen-year-old boy, while in reality, Yue Ling had lived for decades and experienced countless things. Suddenly, the illusionary Yue Ling was pulled into a chaotic world.

In that world, countless memories appeared before his eyes—memories from his childhood, his adulthood, and his encounters with his subordinates. These memories flew around and flickered before his eyes, each one trying to attract his attention, but he couldn't take them all in.

Yue Ling looked at those memories. He remembered some of them, but he didn't remember many of them, or even hadn't experienced them. However, he vaguely understood that the indifferent man who was devoid of joy or sorrow was what he looked like when he grew up. He was that person.

Yue Ling was sweating more and more, and his expression was becoming more and more ferocious. Yin Chu Jiu carefully held his head, turning his hands around on his head. He dared not touch it.

What should he do? What should he do? How can he make Yue Ling stop suffering so much?

"I'm sorry." Tears fell unexpectedly, and Yin Chu Jiu apologized in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Yue Ling, I'm sorry. It's my fault, it's all my fault."

"Please don't let anything happen to you, I beg you, please don't let anything happen to you, it's all my fault, I beg you, please get better, you must get better, I beg you."

Kneeling on the ground, facing the still-suffering boy, Yin Chu Jiu seemed to be praying to his only god.

When Mo Ling returned with the news that the formation was complete, this was the scene he saw. He stopped in his tracks, and after a long while, he walked up and patted Yin Chu Jiu on the shoulder, "Yin Chu Jiu, the formation is complete."

Yin Chu Jiu paused, not having time to wipe away his tears, and turned back to ask Mo Ling anxiously, "Is it done?"

"Yes, it's done." Pointing to the other side of the room, where a new array had been set up, several illusion array masters stood panting, exhausted. Creating that array had taken a lot of their energy. Yin Chu Jiu nodded gratefully to the masters and then asked Mo Ling, "Can we report Yue Ling over now?"

Mo Ling nodded, "Yes, just report it. That formation has the effect of suppressing all memories. Once Yue Ling's memories are suppressed, we'll unlock his later memories. If those later memories are restored and he realizes they are his true memories, then he can sort out those chaotic memories from before."

Yin Chu Jiu didn't understand the function of the array in this world. He wrote whatever function came to mind when he was writing, without knowing the underlying principles. However, he understood one thing: if Yue Ling was put into that array, he would be cured.

Without pausing, he wiped his face, bent down, and picked up Yue Lingheng, carefully carrying him into the formation without causing any jolting. Then he withdrew. After he came out, the demon spirit nodded to the formation masters, who then moved as before, their hand gestures constantly changing. At the same time, the formation emitted a white light.

Watching Yue Ling intently within the formation, Yin Chu Jiu noticed that as the white light increased, the pain on Yue Ling's face lessened, and when the white light disappeared, his expression returned to calm.

“Right now, the Lord has no memories in his mind. All his memories are suppressed deep in his mind, which is equivalent to taking amnesia medicine. However, this function can only be used within the formation,” Mo Ling said. “Now, you need to stand next to the formation and pretend to be the girl who betrayed the Lord. Push the Lord off the cliff to stimulate him to recover his memories from that time. Then we will slowly control the formation and return his previous memories to him little by little.”

There is a set of steps on the outer edge of the formation, which is modeled after a cliff. Yin Chu Jiu's task is to push Yue Ling down it.

Yin Chu Jiu stared at Yue Ling inside the formation, her hands trembling. Mo Ling had said that he would personally push Yue Ling down.

"Yue Ling, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to push you down."

"But thinking about it, it seems like that's all you're good for."

The lines of the girl in white from the novel appeared in Yin Chu Jiu's mind, as did the protagonist Yue Ling's reaction.

So it turns out... no one really likes him or treats him well.

He's a monster...

Yue Ling is essentially a gentle young man. He has been treated cruelly by the world, but deep down he still longs to be treated with respect. However, when he opens his heart, he is met with yet another betrayal. Yin Chu Jiu doesn't know if he can go on, if he can take action. He thought he was prepared, but he now realizes that when the time comes, no matter how much preparation he has made, it is not enough.

That was none other than Yue Ling, the Yue Ling he had always loved.

But reality did not allow him to hesitate. He was pushed by Mo Ling, who had been standing still for a while. Mo Ling's expression was serious. He pointed at Yue Ling in front of him and said seriously, "Go over there quickly. If you stay too long, the master will be in danger."

Yin Chu Jiu's heart pounded. After a moment, he clenched his fists and walked firmly toward Yue Ling.

Arriving in front of Yue Ling and standing outside the formation, Yin Chu Jiu looked at him inside the formation with a blank expression, seemingly confused about his current situation.

Why is he here? Why can't he remember anything?

Who is he? And where is this place?

Yin Chu Jiu remembered all the scenes. He knew where Yue Ling was now and what he was facing. He was standing on the edge of a cliff, and in front of him was a girl in white. Around the girl were many villagers watching. Their expressions were no longer kind, but rather contemptuous and a strange excitement.

"Yue Ling." Recalling the girl's lines from the story, Yin Chu Jiu slowly spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was terribly hoarse. He moved his throat again and again before he could barely speak in a normal voice, "Yue Ling, you said you were willing to give everything for me, right?"

The boy inside the formation had a blank expression and couldn't respond to his words. Yin Chu Jiu knew that was because he hadn't remembered the reason yet. He took two steps forward, approaching him. In the surrounding environment, Yue Ling saw a very beautiful girl in white, but he didn't recognize her and felt that she was a stranger.

Yue Ling was puzzled as to who she was. Just then, the girl smiled brightly and spoke again, "Yue Ling, do you like me?"

"I don't like you, and I could never like you," Yue Ling thought to himself. However, looking at the girl's face, he couldn't bring himself to say those words. And for some reason, the girl began to act strangely. Her figure slowly grew taller, her shoulders broadened, and although she was still dressed in white, she no longer looked the same. Her delicate face became handsome, and her skin was no longer fair but the color of fine honey.

That skin must feel really nice to touch, and taste delicious, for some reason, Yue Ling thought to herself.

It's as if she transformed from him into him.

Having lost his memory, Yue Ling didn't know why things were like this, but he instinctively knew that something was wrong with this place. Why was he here on the cliff? Where was this cliff? Who was he? And who was this boy?

"Who are you?" Without answering the boy's question, Yue Ling took a step back, staring at him warily. He didn't know why he was doing this, but he felt he should, because... because it seemed like everyone disliked him. "Where is this? What do you want?"

The boy in front of him paused for a moment, then said, "This is Ancient God Village. I'm Langlang. I rescued you from the forest. You were almost eaten by a monster, and I saved you. Later, I brought you back to our village, helped you build a thatched hut, cleaned your room, cooked for you, washed your clothes, and even combed your hair. Have you forgotten?"

He didn't remember, Yue Ling wanted to answer, but as the boy described, some fragmented images appeared in his mind. In those images, someone cooked for him, someone washed his clothes, and someone combed his hair, but he didn't let that person comb his hair. Moreover, in those images, he was always staring at that person from a dark corner, watching him warily, which was not at all as warm and cozy as the boy described.

He said he liked him, but that's definitely not true. He doesn't like him, and even... dislikes him a bit.

Taking another step back, Yue Ling shook her head at the boy, "I don't remember what you said."

Yue Ling inside the formation reacted accordingly, but the reaction was completely different from what they had imagined. Yin Chu Jiu stopped and looked anxiously at Mo Ling beside her, silently asking him what was going on.

Mo Ling was also a little nervous; he was the one who cared most about Yue Ling's matter. Seeing this, he immediately turned to ask the array masters beside him. The array masters discussed it in hushed tones for a while, and then said a few words to him.

Then, Mo Ling relayed those words to Yin Chu Jiu.

"The Lord's memory recovery was disrupted before, resulting in his current memory confusion. They mean that although we suppressed his memories, those memories still exist. So it is very likely that the Lord will not recover his memories as we planned, or even... he may be overstimulated and recover all his memories."

"All the memories?"

"That's right, all the memories, both real and imagined, have been completely restored."

Yin Chu Jiu paused, and Mo Ling remained silent for a moment before continuing, "Yin Chu Jiu, no matter the outcome, what you need to do now is to help the Lord regain his memories, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Yin Chu Jiu knew what he meant. If Yue Ling couldn't get through this, he might suffer a mental breakdown and become a psychopath.

The novel doesn't have the concept of mental illness, but the outcome remains the same: Yue Ling will be crippled and become a useless person.

Without thinking of anything else, under the gaze of Mo Ling and the others, Yin Chu Jiu stepped into the formation with one foot, leaning half of his body towards Yue Ling. Then, under the gaze of many people, he cupped Yue Ling's face and kissed him.

Then he continued, "Do you remember? Do you still remember this feeling?"

In the novel, Langlang didn't kiss Yue Ling; only he kissed Yue Ling. But regardless of whether they kissed or not, the feeling of liking was the same. In reality, Yue Ling genuinely liked Langlang, and through this kiss, he might be able to recall that delicate yet sweet feeling.

Within the formation, Yue Ling watched as the boy in front of him leaned forward, cupped his face, and kissed him. At that moment, all the muscles in his body tensed up, but the next moment, his muscles relaxed, his mind was at ease, and he was completely immersed in that kiss.

The boy asked, "Do you remember? Do you still remember this feeling?"

He remembers, he remembers.

After the boy kissed him, more images flashed before his eyes. In the images, he and the boy were embracing and kissing. He was holding the boy, and the boy was holding him. They were also in a dark room, merging together with all their might. He remembered all the sensations.

He remembered who he was.

The ninth day, his ninth day.

"I like you." Holding the boy, Yue Ling closed her eyes contentedly, feeling the full weight in her arms.

Did he remember? Yin Chu Jiu hugged Yue Ling, looking at the happy expression on his face. Suddenly, he felt a pang of sadness. This was the first time he had ever been jealous of a female character in a novel. Although it was fictional, Yue Ling had truly liked her and cared about her. However, Yin Chu Jiu quickly composed himself. Now was not the time to dwell on these things. What he needed to do was help Yue Ling get through this difficult time.

The next moment, he pushed away the boy who was hugging him tightly, and under the boy's questioning gaze, he hardened his heart and pushed him towards the steps, letting him fall. In reality, Yue Ling fell down the steps, but in the illusion, he was pushed off a cliff.

Why?

Why?

Why did you push him down?

As Yue Ling fell off the cliff, she stared blankly at the boy standing on the edge, lost in thought.

Weren't they a couple? Weren't they in love? Why did he push him off?

"Yue Ling, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to push you down."

"But thinking about it, it seems like that's all you're good for."

The boy standing on the edge of the cliff said this. Yue Ling looked at his seemingly apologetic but actually contemptuous expression, and a surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. That's not how it is! His boy would not say that!

That's not him!

It wasn't him!

He said he would always be good to him, that he would never betray him, and that they would always be together! He wouldn't sacrifice him for any benefit!

This can't be real!

As Yue Ling was filled with rage, he desperately hoped that this wasn't true. But as he thought this, the scene before him changed again. The boy on the cliff edge suddenly turned into a girl. The girl he had seen before had a vicious expression, and her seemingly innocent expression was actually full of darkness.

It wasn't his boy after all; it was someone else!

Yue Ling thought to himself with a bit of pride, but in the next moment, another scene appeared before his eyes. In that scene, he and the girl got along well. At first, he was wary of the girl, but she did a lot for him, and was even almost bitten to death by a monster. It was the first time he had been treated like this. Gradually, he fell in love with the girl and cherished her dearly.

But just when he thought he would live a good life here, the girl took him to the cliff and pushed him off, saying that as long as he went down, their village would get a magical artifact.

He didn't want to die, he wanted to live! Yue Ling thought to himself, but the cliff was so deep, so very deep, that he could hardly see the bottom. He didn't know how long he had been falling off the cliff, nor how he had survived. When he opened his eyes, there was a glowing plant in front of him. He was very hungry, so he ate the plant.

Then something amazing happened: he, who had no energy in his body, suddenly possessed a great deal of power, and he became a top expert. He flew up from the bottom of the cliff, found the being, and, under the horrified gazes of everyone, slaughtered them all, leaving not a single one alive.

Then...then he seemed to kill a lot of people.

But why did he kill those people?

Who are those people?

Yue Ling was puzzled again. At this moment, many images appeared before his eyes once more. He saw himself in the images killing many people, all of whom had bullied him. He killed many people and saved some. He gathered those people together and created a force named after himself—Ling Yue Palace.

Lingyue Palace holds an unparalleled position in the Illusion Demon Continent, and other forces dare not challenge it. However, there is one force that stubbornly opposes Lingyue Palace—Scorpion Palace. Every year, Scorpion Palace seeks trouble from Lingyue Palace, using the slogan of "for the good of all people" and "to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path" to wage war against Lingyue Palace, but in the end, they have never succeeded.

He saw himself indifferent to those things; he saw himself sitting on a magnificent, wide stone chair every day, watching everything happen without joy or sorrow, without making any reaction.

He no longer cared about anything, and those things no longer attracted his attention.

He has already taken revenge on everyone who wronged him. No matter how much others cause trouble, as long as they don't harm him, he won't care. Of course, those people can no longer harm him.

Day after day, he sat in that chair, devoid of emotion, somewhat bored, and unsure of what to do. He didn't know what he should do. Until one day, he suddenly heard other voices.

"Brother, aren't you afraid that the protagonist will come out and take revenge on you if you write it like this?"

The voice came from the distant horizon, ethereal and elusive, like a voice from heaven. Yet, for some reason, he felt it wasn't a voice from heaven, but rather a voice from another world.

So he became curious about the voice, and also about the person in the voice. Finally, when he understood what it was, he realized the truth of this world.

—This is just a novel.

—He is just a character in the novel, the protagonist.

All his experiences were fabricated; he was completely controlled by that person, and all his suffering was caused by that person.

But that person never considered whether he was willing to accept this fate or this role.

After a long period of calm, his anger surged again. He hated that person, even though that person was nominally his father, he still hated him!

Inside the formation, Yue Ling's expression changed rapidly, while outside, Yin Chu Jiu trembled with anxiety. To what extent had he recovered? What had Yue Ling remembered?

Not only was Yin Chu Jiu nervous, but Mo Ling was nervous too.

Just as everyone was tense, Yue Ling suddenly opened his eyes inside the formation. He stepped out of the formation, grabbed Yin Chu Jiu by the neck, and pulled him in front of him. At the same time, he waved his hand, destroying the formation and rendering it useless.

Holding Yue Ling in her hand, Yin Chu Jiu stared at the boy with a pale face, somewhat understanding. Yue Ling... remembered everything.

That's terrible.

He watched as Yue Ling stared intently at him, his eyes filled with a sinister light. He raised his hand, and a massive black vortex appeared in it—his ultimate attack—the Death Vortex.

He waited for Yue Ling to attack, but in the next moment, his expression suddenly twisted, his handsome face became ferocious, no longer as beautiful as before.

Overwhelmed by a flood of memories, Yue Ling was in so much pain that he could barely grasp the person he hated most. When he finally processed all the memories, he became even angrier. How dare this person do such a thing, making him, who had lost his memory, fall in love with him?

Unforgivable!

Enraged, Yue Ling wanted to kill this person. He raised his hand, but faced with the calm face in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to strike. Why was this happening? Why was this happening... He wanted to kill him, but the black vortex in his hand was gradually disappearing.

Why did this happen? It shouldn't be like this!

Yin Chu Jiu was unaware of what Yue Ling was going through; he only saw Yue Ling stop his attack, and the black vortex in his hand even gradually disappeared. He wasn't going to kill him?

Somewhat puzzled, he also looked at the boy with a mixture of joy and disbelief. Did the boy actually like him? Did he just hate him? Yin Chu Jiu felt uneasy, but in the next moment, he was thrown to the ground.

The boy turned and left, leaving him with only his back view.

"Lock him in the cage. No one is allowed to open it without my order."