Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I began distancing myself from Chu Yi.

I had given him fifty chances. Sure, I was shameless. Sure, I was a simp. But at the end of the day, I was still a living, breathing person. When my heart was hurt, I felt pain too.

I decided that from now on, every time Chu Yi broke my heart, I would take back a little of the love I had given him.

Once all fifty chances were used up, I would stop wanting Chu Yi.

The first time was when Chu Yi fought the Male Lead over Yunrong.

The Male Lead had heaven’s favor on his side. No matter how strong Chu Yi was, he couldn’t beat him.

Seeing Chu Yi forced into a dead end by the Male Lead, the Female Lead could only stand anxiously inside the protective barrier the two men had set up for her.

I, on the other hand, was different. I rushed straight into the battlefield, threw myself onto Chu Yi from behind, and tried to stop him from using a forbidden technique that would backfire on him.

It was at that exact moment that the Female Lead, still inside the barrier, was ambushed by a junior sister from her sect who had always been jealous of her.

A three-foot blade pierced her dantian. The Female Lead clenched her teeth, but a cry of pain still slipped out.

That single sound burned away the last shred of reason Chu Yi had left in his already extreme state.

Before his mind could even react, he had already struck me with his palm and sent me flying.

In an instant, my organs ruptured. Blood poured from my mouth and nose as I crashed into a pile of withered grass nearby. I struggled a few times, but couldn’t get back up.

When I woke again, I was already lying in the Demon Palace.

Chu Yi’s guilt-ridden face was right in front of me. I didn’t want to deal with him, so I rolled my eyes back and kept pretending to be unconscious.

I heard that Chu Yi wasn’t even the one who brought me back.

Back then, he and the Male Lead had rushed toward the Female Lead at the same time, and the Female Lead had instinctively reached out her hand to the Male Lead.

Chu Yi looked as if he’d been dealt a devastating blow. He froze where he stood. Aside from his bright red sleeves fluttering in the wind, he was almost a stone statue.

At last, he realized that this kind of conflict was meaningless. Because when Yunrong didn’t love him, he was the loser no matter what.

Chu Yi left in a daze.

And he did not take me with him.

I was secretly sent back by a former fellow disciple from my old sect.

After all, I was the Demon Venerable’s lackey. If I stayed there, sooner or later the people of the Orthodox Path would slice me up and boil me in a hot pot.

At the time, I was barely breathing, leaning against his arm, when I heard him sigh in surprise. “You actually haven’t fallen to the demonic path.”

I was in so much pain I wanted to die. I wanted to ask him to please treat me first, or else just knock me out directly.

Then I heard him say, “In that case, I’ll send you back to his side.”

He thought I stayed with Chu Yi because I wanted to redeem him.

I didn’t. I was just a mom-fan of the Second Male Lead, and after spending years with him in real life, my motherly affection for the Second Male Lead had gone bad.