Chapter 49
Chapter 49
After cleaning the wound with some saliva, Ye Piaoling carefully dipped her fingertip into the ointment and applied it gently.
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“No,” the Demon Emperor replied, his voice raspy.
“If it hurts, I’ll be even lighter, even slower.”
“…”
“Say something?”
“I told you, it doesn’t hurt.”
“Fine, then I’ll speed up. If you can’t take it, just make a sound.”
As Ye Piaoling focused on applying the medicine, she said sadly, “Look at you, why are you so silly? Why did you sacrifice yourself to save me?”
The Demon Emperor said, “My Evil Cultivation is not yet complete. Naturally, I must preserve your life.”
“Even so, you can’t just disregard your own well-being!”
Ye Piaoling lectured him with a straight face. “Do you know how worried I was when I saw you injured? If anything happened to you, how would I go on living?”
The Demon Emperor gave a cold snort but said nothing.
Many of the sweet things she said were clearly lies, but whenever she mentioned not wanting him to die, she became incredibly earnest and sincere!
He was becoming more and more curious about the reason behind it…
…
Ye Piaoling knew that after today’s events, the bond between her and the Big Demon King had surely taken a qualitative leap!
She was grinning so hard internally that she even laughed out loud in her sleep.
That night, the Demon Emperor heard her talking in her sleep.
“Big Demon King, you must have fallen for me this time, hehehe…”
“It makes sense. I worked so hard, even a dog would be moved!”
The Demon Emperor’s face darkened. “…”
She actually dared to call him a dog?
His first instinct was to wake her up and teach her a lesson, but when he saw her sleeping face-with its hint of baby fat and eyelashes resting like quiet wings-he ultimately didn’t reach out his demonic claws.
…
On the eighth night, Ye Piaoling said she suddenly had a craving for something to eat, like candied fruit.
…
On the ninth day, she saw a plate of candied fruit on the stone table in the garden.
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On the tenth night, Ye Piaoling said she suddenly wanted to see fireworks.
…
On the eleventh night, fireworks bloomed over the Demon Realm.
The people of the demon race looked up at the romantic night sky, whispering amongst themselves.
They all said the Demon Emperor was in love.
…
On the twelfth day.
Ye Piaoling was watering the Mandalas in the garden.
The Demon Emperor suddenly appeared.
Ye Piaoling was a bit surprised. “Oh? How do you have time to keep me company today?”
The man didn’t speak. With a tense expression, he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
Ye Piaoling raised an eyebrow. “Who upset you? I’ll go beat them up!”
The man narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, “It seems you truly have developed feelings.”
Ye Piaoling stared at him, puzzled.
A moment later, her expression changed drastically:
“Wait, you’re not the Big Demon King!”
She tried to push him away, but her wrist was held tight in the man’s grip.
“The Demon Emperor’s Evil Cultivation requires you as a Cauldron. Without you, he won’t be able to complete that evil technique…”
A cold arc curled at the man’s lips, and a flash of purple light flickered in his eyes.
“Since you are unwilling to hurt him, then for the sake of the Three Realms, please die.”
With that, he struck a palm against her chest!
*Crash…*
In a daze, Ye Piaoling thought she heard the sound of her own heart shattering.
It hurt so much-an incomparable, agonizing pain.
She collapsed.
The Heavenly Lord had dealt her a fatal blow. He then turned into a streak of light and vanished without a trace.
Ye Piaoling lay on her back on the ground, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.
Well, I’m totally cooked now!
After the attack that night, the Demon Emperor had reinforced the Barrier around the Bedchamber, making it harder than climbing to heaven for an outsider to enter.
But she hadn’t expected the Heavenly Lord to be so despicable as to disguise himself as the Demon Emperor.
Big Demon King, what should I do…
Ye Piaoling couldn’t help but murmur and cry.
In the end, she hadn’t been able to figure out a way to break the dream. All her previous efforts were wasted. What a total clusterfuck!
By the time the Demon Emperor arrived, Ye Piaoling was lying there, coughing up liters of blood.
The man’s eyes shook violently as he leaned down to pick her up.
“Big Demon King, you’re finally back…”
Ye Piaoling gasped, her tears flowing freely. “It was that Heavenly Lord… he disguised himself as you and my stupid eyes were too blind to see it. I let my guard down for a moment…”
Ye Piaoling sobbed, “Big Demon King, your love for me was for nothing. I’m about to be gone…”
“Shut up!”
The Demon Emperor’s face was terrifyingly dark. He carried her and sprinted toward the room. “I will not let anything happen to you.”
Ye Piaoling said, “My soul is about to scatter.”
The Demon Emperor said fiercely, “Don’t you dare!”
He sat her down on the bed and pressed his hands against her back, channeling the Evil Essence he had refined through Dual Cultivation with her over the past few days into her body. He used it to repair her meridians and mend her broken heart.
“You…”
Ye Piaoling’s eyes widened in shock.
She could sense it-this was clearly the power he had gained from his Evil Cultivation!
He had used her as a Cauldron, yet in the end, he was giving all the refined Evil Essence back to her?
The sensation of the Evil Essence pouring in was a sharp, exhilarating sting, like experiencing those eleven nights of Dual Cultivation all over again…
Ye Piaoling felt like she was about to ascend to heaven.