Chapter 11 Bloody Immortal Hero

On the other hand, Chu Liyue has brought He Nanwan back to Youdu. Now he has finally got what he wanted. But for some reason, he always feels like he has lost something important, making him feel gloomy and depressed.

He Nanwan was not injured, but was locked up in a bedroom. There was a barrier outside the bedroom to prevent her from escaping, and there were maids at the door waiting for her orders.

But what she was more concerned about at the moment was the safety of Senior Brother Ye. "Chu Liyue, what did you do to Senior Brother Ye in the end?"

She usually called him A Yue, and calling him by his full name showed that she was angry.

But Chu Liyue was also in a bad mood at the moment and didn't notice her emotions at all. It might also be because he had unconsciously reduced his patience with her.

Chu Liyue heard her calling Ye Qingsang's name again, and his face instantly became even gloomier, "Senior Brother Ye? Is Ye Qingsang the only one you care about? Can't you see that I'm also injured?"

"Also, you'd better not forget your identity. You should be my, Chu Liyue's, married wife. As a married woman, you are thinking about other men in front of me. Where do you put my dignity?"

After Chu Liyue finished speaking, He Nanwan realized how cold and frightening the tone of the man in front of her was. This had never happened before. No matter how cold A Yue was in the past, he was still the most patient when facing her.

From the fact that he brought her back without hurting her at all, she thought that he was still the outer disciple Chu Liyue who was devoted to her, and not the abnormally cold and gloomy Demon Lord of Nether City in front of her.

But what he said suddenly woke her up. This man seemed to have changed. He was no longer the A Yue who obeyed her unconditionally.

He Nanwan couldn't accept it for a moment, and took a few steps back in disbelief, "You actually... talk to me like this?"

Chu Liyue sneered, "Why can't I talk to you like this? Have you forgotten how you and Ye Qingsang played a trick on me? You used a fake person to replace the bride on my wedding day. Besides that, you also had to be a loving couple with Ye Qingsang in the mortal world."

"Do you think I have such a good temper? So good that I can let you play with me over and over again?"

When He Nanwan heard this, she felt a little apologetic for a moment, but was quickly overwhelmed by another emotion.

Who can you blame for such a thing? It's not that she blamed him for making his own decision. She had already said that she wouldn't marry him. It was him who chose to hire someone from the He family.

She knew that Chu Liyue was angry at the moment. She was wrong to escape from marriage and marry someone else... there was no denying that.

But her marriage to Senior Brother Ye was all fake. It was a fake marriage just to get rid of his entanglement.

Thinking of this, He Nanwan took a deep breath and her emotions calmed down a little.

She knew she couldn't get angry at the moment and needed to explain things to him. "A Yue, please don't be like this, okay? Let's calm down. This is a matter between us and has nothing to do with Senior Brother Ye. Tell me honestly, what did you do to him?"

Chu Liyue couldn't help but sneer when he heard that she was still concerned about Ye Qingsang's condition, "You want to know how Ye Qingsang is doing, right?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you, I shattered his Dantian and destroyed his cultivation."

He raised his head and looked into her eyes, saying lightly, "But I didn't kill him, and I was merciful enough to give him a bride who looked exactly like him. I returned the same bride-substitution trick he had created to him."

When talking about the bride, Chu Liyue's voice seemed to pause unnoticeably.

He did push He Nanyan to him, and he also successfully got He Nanwan back, but... why, when he mentioned her, the suffocating feeling in his chest became more and more severe.

It was obvious that the one he wanted all along was He Nanwan...it was always her...He Nanyan was just a fake who looked similar.

Chu Liyue thought so in his heart.

He Nanwan, who was sitting opposite him, took a few steps back in disbelief after hearing what he said. Then, the shock and anger that surged from her heart made her eyes widen. "How could you...how could you treat Senior Brother Ye like this?"

"You actually destroyed his cultivation? Do you know that Dantian is as important to a cultivator as life? This is even more cruel than killing him. Ah Yue, even if you hate him, you shouldn't humiliate him like this!"

In fact, He Nanwan had been feeling something was wrong since she came back. Ah Yue had changed. The way he looked at her was no longer full of compromise and obedience. It was as if he had changed since he fell into the devil's trap, and had become a completely different person.

And the more she cared about Ye Qingsang, the angrier Chu Li became.

"Why, are you feeling distressed again? You care so much about Ye Qingsang, why don't you care about your fake sister at all?"

For some reason, he suddenly mentioned the ignored He Nanyan, as if no one really cared about her, as if she was just someone who was brought along.

younger sister?

He Nanwan suddenly remembered that in order to resolve the issue of running away from marriage, the He family finally chose to let He Nanyan marry in place of them. This was also something she felt sorry for He Nanyan.

She traveled to this alien continent when her original body was twelve years old. Before that, the relationship between the He sisters was quite harmonious. However, after her spiritual roots awakened, she was sent to the sect by her clan members, and her relationship with the He family was not very deep.

She had met that sister several times, but they had different values ​​and their communication was not smooth. He Nanyan was raised in the clan since she was a child. She was gentle and weak, which was the epitome of most women in this world. She had advised her several times to go out of the house and live for herself, but that sister was too timid and dared not to do so.

Although they look the same, their personalities are completely different.

He mentioned He Nanyan at this moment, which made He Nanwan's expression stiffen. She subconsciously asked, "What did you do to Nanyan?"

Chu Liyue clenched her fingers tightly. She didn't know why, but her heart twitched uncontrollably when she heard her name.

He took a deep breath and tried to reply to her in the coldest tone possible, "I didn't do anything to her. I just gave that... fake thing to that piece of shit."

He Nanwan understood what he meant instantly, and her voice trembled slightly at that moment, "Ayue, are you crazy? It's not enough that you destroyed Senior Brother Ye, you even humiliated him like this. Don't you know that Senior Brother Ye doesn't like Nanyan at all..."

"The marriage between Senior Brother Ye and I was fake from the beginning to the end. We had a fake marriage, but he just did it to help me get rid of your pursuit..."

He Nanwan finally couldn't help but tell the truth. She really regretted it now. She regretted that she had provoked this stubborn guy in the first place... He was simply a lunatic.

Chu Liyue didn't care about any pretense or not. She was the only one who believed that Ye Qingsang was innocent and had no improper thoughts about her. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what he was thinking.

But now he was a little annoyed to deal with her, he turned around and said, "I don't care whether the marriage is real or fake, anyway, you are the one I wanted to marry."

After saying this, he turned around and left. Without even giving He Nanwan time to react, he disappeared into the hall.

…

On the other side, Ye Qingsang, who had already regained consciousness, was being forced by Nan Yan to drink medicine. He covered his chest with his hands, and blood was oozing from the gaps between his fingers.

"Get out of here..."

Ye Qingsang overturned the porcelain bowl that was handed to him.

The porcelain bowl filled with medicine was smashed into pieces, and the brown medicine splashed all over the floor.

Nan Yan's expression remained unchanged, but she was not going to tolerate this man's bad temper. "What are you doing? Do you think we have extra herbs to treat your injuries?"

"Even this medicine was kindly sent to you by the village doctor out of pity for your crippled body. Who do you think you are now? Do you think anyone can tolerate your bad temper?"

This is a loud sarcasm.

Ye Qingsang kept calling him rubbish, and he was so angry that his wound started to hurt.

"...Get out...Get out of here!"

His voice seemed filled with endless resentment.

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Get out? Why should I get out? Even if someone needs to get out, it should be you."

So she frowned, looked him up and down, and said with a look of sudden realization, "Oh, sorry, I forgot again. I forgot that you are now a cripple. Let alone rolling away, it is very difficult for you to even get off the ground."

As the words "a crippled body" came out, it was like a thousand-pound boulder hitting his heart mercilessly.

Ye Qingsang was so angry that his face turned pale, but he had no power to refute. He could only hold the quilt tightly with both hands to avoid completely losing control.

That’s right... He is indeed a cripple now. There is no spiritual energy in his dantian, and his legs are also useless... In his current state of being worse than death... it would be better for him to die completely.

Nan Yan also saw from his pale face that he was determined to commit suicide. She smiled as she watched his fingers gradually relax. "You want to commit suicide now, right?"

The other party didn't say anything, probably having given up the fight.

But she thought the fire was not strong enough, and continued to add insult to injury, "Indeed, you look half dead now, you might as well just die."

Then she changed the subject and continued, "But you are so weak now that you can't even lift the sword. It must be difficult for you to die."

Ye Qingsang felt a little choked up...

Nan Yan smiled brightly at people, but the words she said seemed to kill them.

Ye Qingsang really couldn't help himself, and the look he gave her was like that of a beast that was cornered, as if he was going to rush over and die with her in the next moment.

But before he could say anything, he was interrupted. Nan Yan continued, "Are you so cowardly? Your beloved was taken away by your rival on the wedding day, and you were tortured into this state by your rival. Don't you hate Chu Liyue?"

Ye Qingsang clenched his palms tightly. Hate... How could he not hate? But he looked like this now, a cripple who couldn't even die. How could he take revenge...

"Ye Qingsang, don't you worry about how your sweetheart will be treated by Chu Liyue? Aren't you afraid that she will become like you? Since you like her, why don't you think about cheering up, taking revenge, and getting her back?"

She said it so lightly.

Ye Qingsang gave her a sarcastic look, "You think I don't want to, but now I'm just a cripple..."

He was interrupted before he could finish. Nan Yan's expression was calm and she said casually, "But you are still alive, aren't you?"

"Since you can't die, then live well. Living has infinite possibilities, but if you die, there will be nothing. Ants still know how to survive, can it be that the high and mighty Ye Xianjun is not as good as an ant?"

Ye Qingsang's body trembled.

Then she continued, "Besides, there are countless elixirs for healing bones and tendons in the world of cultivation. Your legs just can't stand up for a while, not forever. How can you be sure that there is no elixir in the world of cultivation that can heal the damaged dantian?"

How is that possible?!

Ye Qingsang's pupils narrowed slightly. Yes...how is it possible?

There are many cultivators whose Dantian was destroyed in the world of cultivation, but they all disappeared quietly in the end. I have never heard of anyone who was able to rebuild his Dantian and ascend to the immortal path again...

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope...

Ye Qingsang's fingers trembled slightly, and he clutched the quilt tightly, "But what if... there really is nothing..."

Nan Yan chuckled and spoke without any pressure, "Then you should find another way out. There is more to this world than just practicing Taoism. If you can't practice the original way, can't you try another way? After all, the world of cultivation is so vast that there are all kinds of things. If you die like this, then you will really have nothing."

That casual tone was like a bell striking his heart, sobering him up a little.

Ye Qingsang was shocked. What she said... was not impossible... There were all kinds of things in the world of cultivation. Even if his Dantian was destroyed, he could still find other ways to revive... There was always a way.

But if you give up completely, then that's really it...you'll have nothing.

Ye Qingsang was about to say something...

But as soon as Nan Yan finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

Ye Qingsang was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the slender and faint figure.

The light from the window shone behind her, as if she was covered with a thin halo. He looked at her back and suddenly felt a little panic in his heart. Where was she going? Would she ignore him?

He had a glimmer of hope, even though it was slim, he still wanted to give it a try.

When Nan Yan came over with another bowl of medicine, Ye Qingsang felt a little relieved. Fortunately, she was still there.

Nan Yan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then handed the medicine to him again, "If you spill the medicine again this time, we won't even have enough bowls."

Ye Qingsang suddenly felt a little sorry. Now it seems that his previous actions were really ignorant...

Once he figured it out, he naturally wouldn't do those annoying things anymore, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Why would this woman help him for no reason? Shouldn't she... hate him?

He reached out to take the bowl of medicine, but couldn't help asking, "Why are you...helping me?"

"Help you?"

Nan Yan couldn't help laughing now. She reached out and touched Ye Qingsang's forehead. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

This overly close distance scared Ye Qingsang.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw her face leaning towards him. The distance was so close that he could even see her eyelashes clearly. He was so frightened that he almost dropped the bowl in his hand, and a few drops of medicine spilled out.

The originally pale face turned red in an instant, and he said shyly: "What are you doing so close to me..."

Nan Yan raised her eyes and smiled, expressing her surprise, "Of course I want to see if you have burned your brain?"

Ye Qingsang frowned in confusion.

"…What do you mean?"

Nan Yan looked over and spoke her mind without any burden, "If you hadn't suggested to the He family that I be a substitute bride, I wouldn't have been thrown around like an object. The fact that I don't hate you is already a way of repaying evil with kindness, and I have a kind heart and a bodhisattva's heart. How dare you say such shameless words?"

She gave him a cold look and snorted, "I'm not helping you. It's just that death would be too easy for you. It's more interesting to torture you while you're still alive."

“…”

However, to Ye Qingsang, these words were nothing more than her hypocritical remarks. From the beginning to the end, she had not done anything to hurt him.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingsang's face turned even redder. He felt guilty. He had hurt another innocent woman just to protect his sweetheart.

But now, that woman let bygones be bygones and rescued him.

For a moment, Ye Qingsang couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He felt guilty, embarrassed... It was not pleasant in the end.

Perhaps only when a person is in the most difficult and desperate times can one see a person's true nature. But at this moment, there is no one around him except the woman he has hurt...

He felt a little lonely in his heart, but he still said carefully, "I'm sorry..."

The man apologized.

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise, and suddenly felt a little funny in her heart. This situation did not appear in the original text. But, what's the use of a belated apology?