The Villainess Won’t Let The Main Leads Break Up!

Chapter 70: Master Tianxiang’s Secret Techniques.

Shen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to touch Xie Wuyan’s cheek, but the curse mark reappeared and rendered her unable to move.

“Is it because of it?”

Xie Wuyan’s eyes darkened slightly as he raised his hand to press the curse mark on her shoulder. The warmth of his palm gradually healed the flesh that Shen Wanqing had burned, making it gradually clear.

His voice was calm, but there was an inexplicable sense of oppression.

“I don’t know what’s entwined around her, but I have a rough idea of what you want her to do. However, if she dies, you won’t be able to achieve anything.”

“You have seen it once.”

“There will be countless more times.”

As soon as his words fell, Xie Wuyan closed his eyes.

The surrounding boundless blackness disintegrated and shattered in an instant, and a ray of light penetrated through. Immediately after, countless beams of light poured in from the cracks.

Xie Wuyan reached out and shielded the light from Shen Wanqing’s eyes. When she could roughly adapt to the brightness, he embraced her and stood up.

Step by step, he walked out of the Void Realm, with the wind rustling his robe, fluttering up and down.

Finally, everything became clear.

Disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace filled both sides of the valley. Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen were bound by chains, and the blades of swords pressed against their backs.

When everyone saw Xie Wuyan, their eyes widened, and a commotion ensued.

Even the several revered masters, who had always been composed and represented the dignity of the Heavenly Dao Palace, instinctively gripped their sword hilts, their eyes filled with astonishment.

“How is that possible?”

“How could he possibly come out alive?”

“No, it can’t be.”

Xie Wuyan raised his head and glanced at Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing, who were being held aside. He lifted his chin slightly and gestured casually, saying, “I don’t feel like fighting today. The one in my arms is seriously injured and needs to rest. Release both of them, and let’s go back and rest for now.”

“Brazen evildoer, today this is where you meet your end. How many wicked and heinous deeds have you committed, how many innocent lives have you tormented? Each and every one of them…”

“After a few days, we’ll talk. I’m in a hurry,” Xie Wuyan said impatiently, “Release the person first.”

“…”

Damn it.

Why is this person so arrogant?

Back then, when he and his seniors came to suppress demons and kill Xie Wuyan, at least half of them were probably infuriated by his mouth, right?

The master was so angry that his beard was trembling. He grabbed Feng Yaoqing beside him and laughed heartily several times, “You want to leave? Do you think you can escape just by wanting to? Today, I will use her blood and flesh to awaken the Solitary Light Sword and make you一”

Xie Wuyan interrupted: “What sword?”

“Even the demon lord would know fear, that’s right, it’s the Solitary Light Sword that sealed you back then…”

“Oh.”

Xie Wuyan furrowed his brows, closed his eyes.

“Boom一”

The mountain shook, and the ground trembled, as if it would collapse in an instant.

He exuded purple energy all over his body, but faintly, it seemed as if there were some fine golden lights mixed in within.

Soon, the silhouette of a sword body appeared behind him.

Shortly after, that silhouette gradually became clearer, transforming into a majestic sword with a powerful aura, deeply inserted into the ground.

The sword’s aura was too strong, and a sense of overwhelming pressure forced the people around to retreat a few steps, reluctantly having to erect barriers to resist it.

The master’s body trembled, eyes wide with a tone of disbelief, “This… this is…”

“Solitary Light Sword.” Xie Wuyan adjusted his posture and continued, casually holding Shen Wanqing with only his right hand, speaking as if he were carrying an ornament.

He pondered for a moment and added: “It’s mine. Do you want it? I’ll lend it to you for a couple of days. Let the person go first, and I’ll take it back in a few days.”

Indeed, it was the Solitary Light Sword.

Moreover, it was the Solitary Light Sword with its seal lifted.

“How is this possible? How could you, a demon一” The master was about to start his own long lecture.

“Tsk.”

Xie Wuyan furrowed his brows, seemingly having completely run out of patience.

In the next moment, his left wrist shook, and in an instant, the Solitary Light Sword shrank back to its normal size, returning to his hand.

“Splatter一”

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xie Wuyan leaped in front of the master.

Without giving the man any chance to catch his breath, the sword pierced through his chest, penetrating his heart.

As blood splattered, Xie Wuyan deliberately leaned to the side, ensuring that no blood stained Shen Wanqing.

Though the master’s cultivation had reached the level of Mahayana, he was annihilated in an instant, without even the opportunity to defend himself. It was as if he had been sliced like a cabbage.

The crucial thing was that Xie Wuyan’s expression remained unchanged, even the color of his pupils remained that calm black, and not even his eyebrows moved.

He withdrew the sword and looked at the master, who had turned to ashes due to the sword’s aura, seeming somewhat regretful: “I told you, I didn’t want to fight today.”

This is indeed Xie Wuyan.

He is the same Xie Wuyan from hundreds of years ago, the one who had no seals or restraints, the one who made everyone in the world tremble with fear.

Even with his current strength, he is likely even more powerful than he was back then.

And now, the Solitary Light Sword lies quietly in his hands, as if they were born together. This divine weapon, carrying the hopes of countless people, has pledged allegiance to the Demon Lord who terrifies the Three Realms.

Such power is too terrifying.

Shen Wanqing asked, “Why…”

“Because I wanted to see you.” Xie Wuyan preemptively answered, seemingly knowing what she was going to say.

He should have died indeed.

That place not only sealed the Solitary Light Sword but also served as the furnace for its forging.

Upon hearing Shen Wanqing’s words, Xie Wuyan jumped into the burning furnace.

Just like a thousand years ago.

But everyone had forgotten one thing.

Xie Wuyan’s physique was the same as Shen Wanqing’s 一 a pure yin body, also the best material for sword sacrifice.

Moreover, Xie Wuyan, who jumped into the furnace just because of Shen Wanqing’s words, carried emotions that were just as voluntary.

He became the last person to ignite the Solitary Light Sword.

Why didn’t he die?

The soul sealed in the sword found Xie Wuyan’s body because the Solitary Light Sword required a complete soul. The powers he had given to Shen Wanqing were gradually gathering again.

He opened his eyes in a sea of flames, hot magma enveloping his body, slowly devouring him.

He heard many voices.

The wailing of countless ghosts, all the disasters and hardships.

Finally, he heard her crying.

The spiritual power that had been preserved in the dice all those years ago remembered Shen Wanqing’s crying.

“I want to see him.”

Xie Wuyan reached out his hand.

His body and soul were repeatedly roasted in the flames, as if trying to merge with the sword itself.

And then一

He remembered that promise.

He couldn’t die.

The Blood-burning Technique.

Just like a thousand years ago, he let every inch of his flesh, every bone, every organ, even his heart, burn to ashes, exchanging it for a chance to stay alive.

He must stay alive.

Stay alive to see her.

But how strong must one’s will be to be resurrected from such torment.

He didn’t know.

But he heard the voice of Shen Wanqing.

He wants to go see her.

Perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, but for Xie Wuyan, it felt like thousands or even tens of thousands of years of burning.

He opened his eyes.

The sword becomes his bone, and the sword’s aura transforms into flesh and blood.

From now on, they are born from the same root.

The fall of the master nearly shattered the psychological defense of all Heavenly Dao Palace disciples in an instant.

The speed was too fast.

Such power was simply impossible to contend with.

The disciples who were pressing Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen looked at each other, then took a step back and released the restraints on their bodies.

Both of them were severely injured, but Ji Feichen was clearly more concerned about his sister’s injuries. He staggered to his feet and walked to her side, saying, “Wanqing, she…”

Xie Wuyan embraced Shen Wanqing into his arms and turned his body, not letting him see.

Ji Feichen: “?”

What’s wrong with you? You are not half as adorable as you were during the Xie Guoqiang period.

Ji Feichen: “I am her elder brother.”

Xie Wuyan: “I am stronger than you.”

Ji Feichen: “…? But I am her elder brother?”

Xie Wuyan: “But I am stronger than you.”

Feng Yaoqing stepped forward and pulled Ji Feichen, giving him a look, “Let them talk first…”

Ji Feichen was infuriated, “But I’m her elder brother!! Xie Guoqiang! You let Wanqing talk to me.”

Damn it.

Shen Wanqing didn’t want to speak.

Because of the mention of “Xie Guoqiang,” she even shivered slightly and then buried her head in Xie Wuyan’s chest, pretending to be dead.

Xie Wuyan lowered his head and remained expressionless: “Speaking of this, I have to ask if you’ve never read a book…”

“Ah, it hurts, it really hurts, wuwuwu.” Shen Wanqing started to pretend.

However, as she pretended, she realized something was wrong.

Why doesn’t my wound hurt anymore!

When she looked up, she noticed that the curse mark on her shoulder had disappeared without a trace at some point. From the beginning, Xie Wuyan had been continuously channeling his spiritual power to help ease her injuries.

How can this man do so many things in a single fight??

And why did the curse mark…

【In the past, none of the 147 hosts could prevent Xie Wuyan from breaking through the seal; his willpower is stronger than anyone could imagine.】

【Originally, the plan was for Shen Wanqing to personally let Xie Wuyan to end his life with his own hands, but clearly, the calculations have generated a difference. The current prediction from the program is that if Shen Wanqing survives, she can restrain Xie Wuyan’s loss of control. If Shen Wanqing dies…】

“So, does that mean the mission has also failed?”

【No, it cannot be deemed as a failure. This is an unforeseeable variable that the final outcome cannot predict. Success or failure is no longer determined by the system itself. Until we can be sure whether the next host can accomplish the mission to this extent, it is advised not to intervene.】

No matter how comprehensive the data is, it is only a cold guess after all.

The system glanced at Shen Wanqing lying in Xie Wuyan’s arms, acting like a spoiled child. Suddenly, it realized that at some point, the ultimate outcome of this world is no longer controlled by the calculations of the great world.

No matter how many hosts are changed, the uncertain factors can never be completely controlled.

It’s human emotions.

The news of Xie Wuyan’s resurrection quickly spread.

The entire Heavenly Dao Palace launched an attack but returned with embarrassment, and they even lost a powerful Mahayana master. This made all the sects realize that they were really in trouble.

As a result, everyone’s faces were filled with the sorrow of “the end of the world is coming.”

Each sect held several meetings, and disciples within the sect were crying, writing life and death statements with tears in their eyes. Some senior brothers and sisters who had secret crushes and ambiguous relationships decided that since they were all going to die, they must express their true feelings and started confessing to their loved ones.

But things went awry when they confessed.

She loved him, and he loved her.

No one knows if Xie Wuyan had secretly intervened, but within the sect, several fights broke out because of love affairs. They beat each other black and blue.

The sect master was initially nervous and preparing for any contingency in case Xie Wuyan decided to exterminate the sect or take some other action. But as a result, disciples kept coming to the front of the sect crying about their partners’ infidelity.

So, each sect held another large meeting, this time to provide emotional counseling.

In the end, not a single fight occurred during this meeting, but there were plenty of emotional stories.

Of course, some sects were more disciplined and didn’t indulge in all this romantic entanglement.

They trained rigorously, fully prepared to resist the invasion of the demon realm. Every day, they held martial arts competitions, taking them very seriously.

They fought so earnestly that after each competition, none of the disciples were unscathed.

The sect master thought, “If you keep fighting among yourselves, you’ll destroy the whole sect. How can you wait for Xie Wuyan to come and clean up after you?”

So they immediately canceled these activities and, in order to strengthen the unity within the sect, organized a friendly sports event and a fishing competition.

Anyway, later on, their cultivation didn’t improve much, but they caught quite a few fish and even formed a discussion group about how to cook them, either in red sauce or steamed.

The demon realm wasn’t faring any better.

Because Xie Wuyan is a rather special person. His notorious reputation from a thousand years ago spread far and wide, and there was not a single person or demon who wasn’t afraid of him. Moreover, there were many demons who wanted to secretly consume his flesh to enhance their own cultivation, which led to some conflicts between them.

Not to mention his mistress!

A disaster brought by a beautiful woman!

A treacherous and malicious woman!

Even scarier than Xie Wuyan, the Great Demon Lord.

Before, she said, “Wow, I’ve never seen a flower with seven colors on its petals,” and then she plucked all the thousands of years of cultivation of spiritual grass and flowers kept by the flower demon.

As a result, after a few days, she found out she couldn’t take care of them, so she came back and plucked the flower demon too.

The flower demon cried heartbreakingly, saying she had children to raise.

Shen Wanqing found it reasonable, so she brought the children back too.

What’s even more outrageous is that Xie Wuyan’s palace, originally the supreme palace of the Dark Demon, has exceptionally good Feng Shui, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, the soil is also very unique, so, in short, living there is extremely comfortable.

As a result, Xie Wuyan came here and indiscriminately took over the place.

Well, that’s not the worst part. At least when he was there, he lived alone and was like he didn’t exist 一 very quiet and didn’t cause any trouble.

But Shen Wanqing, she’s the troublemaker!

During the time when Xie Wuyan went missing, she brought a bunch of people to live in the palace, saying, “The Demon Lord should have the grandest style,” and thus started making extensive renovations inside the palace.

She added a zoo, a botanical garden, an amusement park, and a strange thing called the “Midnight Song Hall.” Halfway through, she realized there wasn’t enough space.

Then, she led her group of demon generals to the neighboring demons’ small base and acted all tough. Not only did she claim the land for herself, but she also turned those demons into her own servants.

Every day, they were making a ruckus, doing radio gymnastics on the palace lawn at 8 o’clock in the morning, disturbing everyone within miles and making it impossible for them to sleep peacefully.

The most outrageous part was when one day, she came over with a bunch of people, including her lousy bird, to the Demon Realm. She clapped her hands and ordered all the demon cultivators and demons in the realm to line up.

“Here’s the thing, I’ve established a harem, so I want to pick a few cool guys to join. Any volunteers?”

…?

In the end, she didn’t even pick any cool guys; she just took a few burly and oddly-shaped individuals back with her.

Then, in the middle of the night, you could always hear strange noises coming from the “harem.”

So, everyone thinks that this witch is not only ruthless but also very improper, probably a little crazy in the head, and definitely should not be provoked.

Now, both the Demon Lord and the Witch are here.

The Demon Realm is in a panic.

They need to find a way to please these two great Buddhas.

After much contemplation, they came up with a good idea.

To express sincerity, they would send gifts!

Now, what to send?

What do men like?

Women!

And what do women like?

Men!

The Demon cultivators understood.

However, Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan in the palace had no knowledge of the storms brewing outside, nor did they know how negative their image had become in the outside world.

They had more important matters to attend to.

For instance…

“Can you explain why you said this…” Xie Wuyan frowned, unable to recall the name.

“The library,” Shen Wanqing reminded him, standing with her hands behind her back, very courteous.

“Oh, right, the library,” Xie Wuyan sneered. “Start reading from this row. What are all these books?”

“…My throat hurts.”

“Read.”

“《Master Tianxiang’s Secret Techniques: Bed Charm Small Tricks, Taboos in Intimacy, Strictly Confidential》”

The author has something to say:

Why are you all crying after being resurrected!!!! No crying!!!! Smile for me!!

It’s not finished yet!

But after this, it’s a story of the evil doings of the Demon Lord and the Witch.

I will persist and write up to three hundred thousand words.

Sort out the previous plot and such!!

If there are any typos.

QQ It might be updated later.

Taw’s Note: I’m back~ Today, I will upload all the remaining chapters, including the extras~