Chapter Eight: I sacrificed so much to gain favor... (weary)
"Master!" Upon seeing him open his eyes, Ye Chi anxiously called out, bringing Ya Feiyu, who was still lost in thought, back to reality. The latter was slightly startled, and looked at him with somewhat confused eyes before regaining his senses.
"I'm fine, don't shout."
"Disciple is just worried about Master." Ye Chi said, seemingly a little dejected. His appearance was gentle, and when he put on this look, he looked like a large dog that had been wronged. Ya Feiyu could even hallucinate the dog ears drooping on his head and his listless tail.
"This kid is probably not a demon, is he?" He closed his eyes and thought.
"Elder Tianxue, are you alright?" Cen Dao asked worriedly. "What... happened to you just now?"
Ya Feiyu's gaze fell on him. Apart from Ye Chi, most of the disciples kept their distance from him, probably afraid that he would suddenly lose his temper again and start hurting people. A trace of sadness flashed in Ya Feiyu's eyes, but he did not show his emotions on his face. He thought he had concealed it well and said, "I'm fine. I was framed by the demons just now, but I'm fine now."
"That's good." Cen Dao's brows relaxed, and he seemed to smile with relief.
The first pale blue appeared on the horizon.
Ye Chi helped the still weak Ya Feiyu to her feet, only then realizing that it was already dawn. They had lingered in the illusion for too long and almost forgot the purpose of their trip.
"Master, that woman!" Ye Chi suddenly remembered something and exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Ya Feiyu's expression subtly darkened. Ye Chi wasn't sure if he had misread it, but the villain's mood had visibly soured. Just as he was worrying that he might have accidentally said something wrong, he heard the villain's cold, frost-like voice slowly say, "I killed him."
He said it so casually, as if he were just saying, "The weather is so nice today."
"So... what should we do next?" Cen Dao asked hesitantly. "Should we continue to stay in this town?"
Everyone had witnessed how gloomy this place was, and now most of them were hesitant, unsure whether they should continue exploring. Ya Feiyu merely glanced at it and said, "Stay a few more days. If you're afraid, you can find an inn to stay in."
After hearing the second half, everyone relaxed. It seemed that Ya Feiyu had realized their weakness, which was why he chose to leave them at the inn. They all said goodbye to Ya Feiyu and left in groups.
After waiting for a while, Ya Feiyu looked back and saw that Ye Chi was still standing there, without moving an inch.
"...Why don't you leave?"
"How can a disciple relax while his master goes on an adventure?" Ye Chi said righteously, "Of course, I will stay by my master's side."
Actually, it was all to gain more favor. Ye Chi thought to himself.
With Ya Feiyu around, things won't get too bad, no matter how bad they are. Ye Chi is also very self-aware of his own abilities, so he certainly won't step forward or be the first to take the hit when danger comes.
All things considered, following Ya Feiyu's lead is the best option. You can experience a storyline not covered in the original book, build up your relationship with the protagonist, and who knows, maybe even encounter a reclusive master and receive secret techniques like in some overpowered protagonist novels…
Of course, the main reason is to gain favor with the villains; it's always good to gain more favor.
Ya Feiyu couldn't see through Ye Chi's thoughts. Hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't intend to offend him. "Then you can come along."
With that, he turned and left, showing no intention of waiting for Ye Chi. The latter scratched his head and smiled, then quickly followed Ya Feiyu's footsteps.
...
The direction that Ya Feiyu was heading was neither the city center nor any obviously suspicious location.
Instead, he walked out of the city and into a dense, lush forest.
For a moment, Ye Chi thought that Ya Feiyu was planning to leave Cen Dao and the others to fend for themselves in Jinyu City, and he panicked a little. But when he saw a group of villagers marching by, he immediately dismissed the idea.
He lowered his voice and hid with Ya Feiyu in a lush foliage: "Master, what are these people doing?"
Ya Feiyu's silvery eyes flashed with coldness, like a sharp dagger. If looks could kill, those people would probably be riddled with holes by now. Ye Chi rarely saw him so angry. Hearing his words, Ya Feiyu did not answer immediately. He gripped the divine sword in his hand and said through gritted teeth, "They are making a sacrifice."
"Sacrifice? Sacrifice to whom?" Ye Chi asked instinctively.
"Living people."
The trees blocked out the sunlight, and a cold wind blew by, adding a touch of the underworld to Ya Feiyu's words.
Ye Chi's eyes widened. This kind of plot didn't seem to exist in the original book!
Ignoring his surprised expression, Ya Feiyu continued, "The people in this village believe in the demon race, deluding themselves that demonic cultivators can bring them everything they want... Foolish and ignorant."
"The demonic cultivators have indeed achieved their desires, but only temporarily." His voice was extremely cold, as if he were sentencing an unforgivable criminal to death. "The demonic cultivators have used their desires to grow stronger day by day. In the future, what they need will no longer be limited to desires, but will develop into human sacrifice."
"More and more people are dying, and fewer and fewer people are living in this city."
"But the desires of the demons are endless. Today they kill one, tomorrow they kill two, and the day after tomorrow they kill three."
“So…” Ye Chi finished his sentence, feeling a cold sweat break out on his back. His clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to his body stickily. “So, they need to bring people in from the outside?”
Ya Feiyu glanced at him and slowly nodded.
"So the illusion we accidentally stumbled into... was actually a trap deliberately set by the locals?!"
Ya Feiyu lowered her eyelashes: "That's right. They colluded with demonic cultivators, disguised demonic energy as demonic energy, and tricked the cultivators who accepted the commission into coming here, and finally wiped them all out in one fell swoop."
Hearing this, Ye Chi couldn't help but look at the vast sacrificial procession. In the center of the procession, several pale-skinned men carried a thick wooden stick with a person bound to it, seemingly half-dead. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the person wasn't just bound to the stick; the stick had cruelly pierced through them, yet somehow, they still clung to a faint breath of life.
But even if they were saved, the person wouldn't survive.
Ye Chi was stunned and almost couldn't suppress his nausea. Ya Feiyu, on the other hand, had seen many of these things and didn't feel anything. At most, her heart would be slightly stirred, but she would quickly return to calm.
His methods of killing in his previous life when he went mad were far more brutal than this.
Just as he was about to speak, his gaze fell on Ye Chi, and he noticed that the other man was pale and looked like he was about to vomit. Ya Feiyu couldn't help but find it a little funny. He took a few steps forward and patted him on the back. It would have been better if he hadn't patted him, because the pat made Ye Chi vomit.
"vomit……"
Ya Feiyu paused for a moment, then silently stepped back.
Ye Chi only felt slightly better after vomiting up everything that was churning in his stomach, until there was nothing left to vomit. He weakly raised his head, and his gaze met Ya Feiyu's.
A strange silence fell.
one two three……
Ye Chi suddenly realized that he had actually shown such a pathetic side in front of Ya Feiyu!
He was instantly ashamed and felt like he wanted to disappear, but Ya Feiyu maintained an indifferent attitude, her gaze remaining indifferent throughout, and she did not mock Ye Chi for his disheveled appearance.
Seeing that Ye Chi was still interested in playing the staring game with her, Ya Feiyu first silently looked away, and then said, "It's time to go, the sacrificial procession has already gone far away."
Ye Chi cleared his throat, feeling a bit better, and asked, "Master, what are you doing with them?"
Ya Feiyu lowered his eyes, and the divine sword at his waist seemed to sense its master's emotions, humming excitedly.
"Of course, we must eradicate all the demonic cultivators."
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