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

Chapter 76: The Overbearing Demon Lord’s Feisty Cat.

Rumors and gossip like this often spread quickly.

In just a few days, people from all over the country rushed over to listen to Shen Wanqing tell her stories. For this, the town specifically arranged a teahouse, laying soft cushions inside, preparing a large variety of delicious dishes, as if offering them to a deity, all for Shen Wanqing, to listen to her storytelling.

Every day, the crowd watching would fill the entire building, and some who couldn’t get in would listen from outside as the stories were relayed from person to person, a kind of live broadcast.

Xie Wuyan was there too.

At first, the onlookers were quite afraid, after all, the title of ‘Demon Lord’ had left a significant psychological shadow, and everyone was afraid that he would become displeased and end up strangling everyone in the building.

However, after observing for a while, it was found that most of the time, he was just being decorative.

He always supported his head and lay on the soft couch behind Shen Wanqing, taking occasional yawns, not interrupting, not getting angry. Even if a child running around accidentally fell onto him, he wouldn’t even furrow his brows, he seemed quite patient.

Shen Wanqing’s stories were full of drama.

And they carried a strong subjective bias.

“… in the dark of night, I found Xie Wuyan. Even though I was severely injured at that time, and we were strangers, I still decided to bravely save him!”

Xie Wuyan raised an eyebrow.

“Seeing Xie Wuyan being severely injured by the monster, I decided to intervene and save him. So I stepped forward in the midst of a sea of fire, surrounded by colorful light, and standing on clouds of seven colors. Xie Wuyan looked at me, tears of gratitude welling up in his eyes…”

Xie Wuyan leisurely ate a date.

“…Then, when we reached the northern city, because of the dream-eating demon causing trouble and taking lives, our group decided to come to the Full Moon Tower to eliminate the demon. You know about the Full Moon Tower, right? It’s a very famous brothel. The girls inside are extremely beautiful, and there are also young men!”

“Wow, what kind of young men?”

“They’re amazing, the kind with delicate features. They get shy after a few words, and they sweetly call you ‘sister.'”

“Really?”

“Really, really! Do you think there’s only one type? Of course not! There’s also the kind that’s very aloof… Hey hey hey!”

Xie Wuyan put down the date in his hand, clapped his hands, stood up, grabbed Shen Wanqing by the collar, and lifted her up.

Shen Wanqing struggled for a few moments, but after a light glance from Xie Wuyan, she immediately became as still as a well-behaved kitten, allowing him to carry her away.

Of course, before leaving, she didn’t forget to wave goodbye to the melon-eating people in the building.

Melon-eating people: Wow! They’re so affectionate!

Later, the embellished version of the story told by Shen Wanqing quickly spread through the streets, and the storytellers in various tea houses followed the trend, immediately suspending their previous programs and narrating this series of stories, even giving it the name “The Overbearing Demon Lord’s Feisty Cat.”

Storytellers also face competition, so to make their stories more exciting, they added some tragic plot elements.

In less than half a month, the names of Xie Wuyan and Shen Wanqing became popular on every street and alley. Moreover, since they both are exceptionally good-looking, they instantly gained a group of devoted fans.

Walking onto the main street, you can see Xie Wuyan posters, Xie Wuyan-style masks, and Xie Wuyan mini dolls everywhere.

On the other hand, there’s not much of Shen Wanqing’s stuff. It’s said that it’s because one time Xie Wuyan saw a muscular guy buying a Shen Wanqing mini doll and hugging it, and the next moment he almost set the whole town on fire.

Thanks to Shen Wanqing being by his side, petting and coaxing him, they managed to calm him down.

From that point on, there were no more Shen Wanqing-related products on the market.

But does Xie Wuyan’s behavior make the common people feel rough?

Not really.

They only feel like “I’ve been hit.”

The conservative factions, led by the Heavenly Dao Palace, looked at this and thought, “How can this be allowed?” They spent hundreds of years shaping Xie Wuyan’s image as a villain, how could the trend be changed by a few stories in an instant?

So they immediately sent their own disciples to various towns for propaganda, warning the people everywhere, putting up notices explaining Xie Wuyan’s bad behavior.

But they were kicked out by Xie Wuyan’s loyal fans.

Feng Yaoqing are deeply moved by all of this.

Regardless of the reason, at least the people of the world no longer consider these two individuals as irredeemable demons. They don’t have to bear unfounded accusations for everything they do, as they did before.

Of course, the act of being arrogant and taking things from someone else’s sect should still be criticized.

Everyone familiar with Shen Wanqing and others is happy for them.

Except Shen Wanqing herself.

Because she has noticed that ever since Xie Wuyan’s reputation improved, the online forums for cultivation novels have been flooded with a bunch of fan fiction.

“<Yesterday, the Demon Lord told me he still can’t let me go.>”

“<A hundred years have passed, yet I’m still waiting for you.>”

“<After the Witch Shen Wanqing turned dark, I became the White Moonlight of the Demon Lord.>”

Every day, Shen Wanqing gets into arguments with these fan fiction authors on the Cultivating Spirit Book. When she can’t win an argument, she cries and goes to Xie Wuyan, complaining to him and asking him to delete these pages.

After deleting many pages, those fan fiction authors started to feel dissatisfied一

【Who could have destroyed those pages in the Cultivating Spirit Book? Could it be the person who used to argue with me under my stories? It seems they’re way too jealous.】

Shen Wanqing was so angry that she bit Xie Wuyan’s shoulder.

Xie Wuyan didn’t resist at all and helplessly let her fuss, then he took the Cultivating Spirit Book from her hand and used his index finger to swipe a few times on the pages.

Then, in the section of the book discussion forum for the Cultivating Spirit Book, a bright red font appeared, no matter how you tried to erase it.

【Shut up.】

Even though it was just a page condensed in the Cultivating Spirit Book, you could sense the chilling bloody smell from those two words.

Everyone knew this power came from Xie Wuyan.

They suddenly realized.

They finally understood who the strongest person in this world is.

Not Xie Wuyan.

But rather, it’s the little girl from his family who bares her fangs and dances around.

Of course, when everyone in the world is very wary of Xie Wuyan, besides Shen Wanqing, there is another person who has very little respect for Xie Wuyan.

That would be the original male lead of this book, Ji Feichen.

At this juncture, the two finally began to be at odds with each other.

On the first day Shen Wanqing returned to the ancestral home, Ji Feichen warmly greeted her and led her to the guest rooms, then pointed with his hand, saying, “Wanqing will sleep in the room on the left, and Master Xie will sleep in the room on the right.”

Xie Wuyan: “No need for two rooms.”

Ji Feichen: “We need two rooms.”

“We don’t need two rooms,” Xie Wuyan said lazily, “she doesn’t sleep well, I have to take care of her.”

Shen Wanqing: …?

Speechless, why do you men bring up my sleeping habits when you argue?

So the two men began to argue like elementary school kids, starting with polite sarcasm and ending with no one knowing who lost face first.

“As her elder brother, I haven’t agreed to entrust Wanqing to you yet.”

“I’m stronger than you.”

“… What does that have to do with anything! I haven’t agreed!”

“But I’m stronger than you.”

Ji Feichen was so furious, losing his dignity as the male lead. His palm trembled, and he suddenly grabbed a sword out of thin air, ready to fight Xie Wuyan aggressively, but was stopped halfway by Feng Yaoqing: “Enough, enough, you really can’t win.”

Xie Wuyan strolled leisurely towards Shen Wanqing’s room, then was stopped by Ji Feichen一

“Xie Guoqiang! Stop for me!”

“?”

Xie Wuyan squinted his eyes, raised his hand, slowly moved his own neck, then let out a cold laugh and turned around.

Shen Wanqing immediately grabbed Xie Wuyan’s arm and pulled him into the room, saying, “Let’s sleep together, no need to be like this.”

Although, under the influence of Shen Wanqing and Feng Yaoqing, the conflict between the two men had somewhat subsided, they still engaged in subtle battles behind each other’s backs.

At the dining table, Ji Feichen gently picked up a bite of food for Shen Wanqing and said, “Eat more, look at you, you’ve become haggard even in the Demon Palace, I don’t know how they treated you there.”

Shen Wanqing, who had gained two pounds, looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Xie Wuyan, who originally didn’t like eating these things, reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and also picked up some food for Shen Wanqing, then slightly disgusted, took away the dish that Ji Feichen had offered.

Ji Feichen put it back, and Xie Wuyan took it away again.

And so, they went back and forth, starting to deadlock.

Shen Wanqing and Feng Yaoqing put down their chopsticks with a numb expression, watching the surging spiritual power between the two men, a series of clashes, and then a loud explosion, with dishes and food scattered all over the floor.

Feng Yaoqing: “Ji Feichen, get out of here.”

Shen Wanqing: “Xie Wuyan! Those are my favorite potato stewed chicken chunks!”

In the end, these two were banned from sitting at the table to eat.

So they began to play Go.

Two people sat politely in the garden, with a game of Go on the stone table. They courteously exchanged pleasantries, appearing truly like refined and charming young gentlemen.

“Master Xie, please make the first move.”

“Thank you, Brother Ji.”

“…Who are you calling Brother Ji?”

“Wanqing calls you that, so I should do the same.”

“Xie Guoqiang, that’s enough! I haven’t agreed to it!”

So the two of them started another quarrel, but they were intercepted by Feng Yaoqing and Shen Wanqing, who were hiding in the bushes, watching.

However, everyone knew that although Ji Feichen acted as if he disliked Xie Wuyan, deep down, he had long acknowledged him as his brother-in-law. The slight discomfort he felt was purely as an older brother, not wanting to see his little sister being taken away by some wild man.

Furthermore, if Xie Wuyan really wanted to make things difficult, just based on the banner that Ji Feichen had given him on the day of the ‘Returning Home’, it would be enough for him to wipe out the Xuantian Pavilion. How could he still give face like this?

He became more restrained, not because he had become more virtuous in his heart.

It’s purely because he doesn’t want to hurt the people who are important to Shen Wanqing.

Ji Feichen also knew this, so he had to admit that he really had to entrust Shen Wanqing to the other person to take care of.

One day, Xie Wuyan suddenly found Ji Feichen, and for a rare change, they didn’t argue. He just calmly said, “Let’s go somewhere?”

“Where?”

“The Heavenly Dao Palace.”

Ji Feichen hesitated for a moment, “Without telling Wanqing?”

“Yeah,” Xie Wuyan said, “It’s not a big deal, just need your help.”

Originally, Ji Feichen thought it would be a fierce battle.

But it wasn’t.

Xie Wuyan, alone with a sword, walked from the main gate of the Heavenly Dao Palace all the way to the inner hall, his pace never slowing down. No matter how hard the people around tried to resist and fight back, there was not a moment’s pause.

As the fight went on, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace suddenly realized.

This was no longer an opponent they could match, even if a thousand or ten thousand more came from the Heavenly Dao Palace, there was no way they could touch even a single strand of his hair.

Ji Feichen knew that Xie Wuyan was powerful, but he never expected him to be this strong.

He clearly didn’t need any help.

Xie Wuyan hardly spent much effort before meeting the sect master of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

The elderly man with white hair sat quietly at the main seat, his back straight, looking at Xie Wuyan. He moved his beard but didn’t speak.

Xie Wuyan pointed his sword at his throat and said: “Take me to that place.”

The author has something to say:

Based on my calculations, it feels like the main story will end before this Thursday.

I might write a side story set in a modern parallel world with some scattered mischievous daily life scenarios.