Chapter 37: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [37]

Chapter 37: The Villain Senior Brother Turns Dark, the Psycho Junior Brother Plays Blind [37]

717 was a bit surprised that Bai Yan not only let them go but also helped them.

[Big Shot, aren't we going to nip this in the bud?]

717 wasn't stupid either. At this point, he could clearly see that Bai Yan's goal from the very beginning had been the position of Demon Sovereign.

However, he didn't see a problem with it at all. After all, as Bai Yan had said, they were villains, so of course they had to act like villains.

At this moment, 717 had long since forgotten the plot they'd been given, and had also forgotten how he'd originally urged Bai Yan to maintain the storyline and character persona.

He'd just gotten used to Bai Yan stirring up all kinds of trouble.

So now, suddenly seeing Bai Yan show mercy and let those two threatening individuals go, he found it a bit jarring.

[Why would I kill them? They never wanted me dead from the start, so I'll naturally spare their lives.]

Those two hadn't planned to kill him—they'd even planned to help him...

Even though he didn't need their help, he could still sense their intentions toward him.

As for the threat they posed...

Sure, their identities posed a threat to him, but so what?

They were crippled now, relying on the gu worms inside them just to stay alive.

But without any cultivation, they were no better than ordinary people. At best, they had a few years left. They were no threat to him whatsoever.

Bai Yan thought to himself, dropping his gaze without bothering to explain much to 717.

He turned and walked back to the Demon Sovereign, who had been snarling in fury and defiance ever since Bai Yan handed out the gu worms.

Bai Yan stopped, gazing down at the Demon Sovereign with a cold, detached look. After a beat, he let out a sudden laugh.

He met the Demon Sovereign's bloodshot gaze, tilting his head like he was confused.

Yet a faint smirk lingered at the corner of his lips, and his lazy, soft voice carried a sigh,

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Bai Yan! Why did you let them leave?!"

The Demon Sovereign snarled in a low voice. That single sentence drained most of his strength, and his hand trembled so badly he could barely hold himself up.

Seeing Bai Yan so unlike his usual self—smiling faintly, but the smile never reaching his eyes—

The Demon Sovereign seemed to realize something. His eyes went wide, and he raised a trembling hand to point at Bai Yan, his fingers shaking uncontrollably.

He stared hard at Bai Yan, wishing his glare could turn into a blade and stab straight through the man's chest!

The Demon Sovereign ground his teeth, furious and in disbelief,

"You! It's you! You planned all of this from the start, didn't you?"

"Bai Yan! I underestimated you! I should've seen this coming!"

"I should've known—how could the senior disciple of Spirit Mountain Sect waltz into demon territory just for a Twin Gu Worm?"

"So this was all your doing!"

Every word was ground out between his teeth, dripping with pure hatred.

The Demon Sovereign already looked half-crazed at this point.

Without waiting for Bai Yan to respond, he threw his head back and let out two loud laughs, looking completely unhinged.

Even 717, watching from the system space as everything played out, couldn't help but warn him with some concern,

[Big Shot, the Demon Sovereign's darkening value has hit max. Watch your back.]

The moment his words landed.

The Demon Sovereign, who'd been putting on a mad act, finally made his move. He poured every last bit of his strength into a sudden lunge, grabbing his natal sword that had fallen nearby!

He aimed the sword straight at Bai Yan. In the blink of an eye, the tip was nearly buried in Bai Yan's forehead!

But the next second, with a sharp ring, the Demon Sovereign's natal sword shattered into pieces!

The blast of spiritual energy from Bai Yan sent the Demon Sovereign flying back with the shockwave.

Watching the Demon Sovereign cough up blood not far away before collapsing unconscious.

Bai Yan calmly looked away, still lazily stroking the little fox in his arms.

Ye Beiyu narrowed his eyes a little at the sight.

He'd been in Bai Yan's arms the whole time, so he naturally knew Bai Yan had been gathering his spiritual energy from the very start, just waiting for this moment.

But honestly, this Demon Sovereign was way too useless. He'd originally thought he might get a chance to play the hero and save the damsel, maybe changing his senior brother's attitude toward him.

Sure, he craved the feeling of being held and cherished in Bai Yan's arms right now.

But he didn't want to only get to devour the man whole after dark every night.

He'd clearly thought before that just having him would be enough.

But now that he had him, he felt like it still wasn't enough.

He wanted more...

Besides, his senior brother was no ordinary person.

Just one or two times had already made him suspicious. This wasn't a sustainable plan either...

Too bad he'd also made plenty of preparations and wouldn't have let that Demon Sovereign actually hurt Bai Yan.

But that man was simply too useless—or perhaps his senior brother was too formidable.

Ye Beiyu stretched his paw. Bai Yan noticed his movement and looked down at him again,

"What's wrong? Are you sleepy?"

"Aw..."

Ye Beiyu looked at him with pitiful eyes, his furry paw holding onto his hand as he began to act coquettishly with practiced skill.

A hint of a smile surfaced in Bai Yan's eyes as he softened his voice and coaxed gently,

"Alright, if you're tired, sleep for a while. I'll take you back once I finish up here."

With that, Bai Yan turned his gaze to Mo Yin, who was off to the side.

"Heh... that old coot was right. I really did underestimate you."

Mo Yin met Bai Yan's gaze and let out a low chuckle.

"You win."

Yue Ying said nothing, just pulled Mo Yin tightly into his arms, keeping a wary eye on Bai Yan.

"Relax. If I wanted to kill him, there's nothing you could do to stop me."

Bai Yan said, his gaze moving between the two with a thoughtful look.

This guy's truly loyal to Mo Yin, still protecting him even now...

"Just say it—what do you want?"

Yue Ying spoke deliberately, firm and earnest, a sharp glint flashing through his deep, shadowed eyes.

"Whatever I can give, I'll give you. I'd even give you my life. Just spare the prince, and you can have anything you want."

Mo Yin let out a soft sigh, took Yue Ying's hand, and slipped a small porcelain bottle into his palm.

Then he rested against his shoulder, murmuring softly into his ear,

"Enough. That's enough—you've done plenty..."

"This is the antidote. You're no threat to him. Now go, quickly."

"No."

It was the first time Yue Ying had refused Mo Yin, and he was firm about it.

He dropped his eyes, his body trembling slightly.

Yet, under Mo Yin's puzzled stare, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Mo Yin's.

"Mmph... Hm?"

Mo Yin felt something slide into his mouth with that gentle kiss.

"Yue Ying... what... did you do..."

His consciousness began to blur, and he only vaguely heard the man whisper in his ear,

"Your Highness, don't worry. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen... I won't let anything happen to you."

This idiot...