Chapter 38: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [38]

Chapter 38: The Villain Senior Brother Wants to Turn Dark, the Crazy Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [38]

Bai Yan watched this scene expressionlessly.

He spent three seconds wondering if he was even needed here.

He'd figured these two had that whole master-servant loyalty thing going on, but clearly, he'd been wrong.

There was something deeper between them—something complicated and hard to put into words...

Yue Ying rose, still holding Mo Yin, and fixed Bai Yan with a cold stare.

"What do you want?"

Just like Bai Yan said, they were in a bad spot—if he wanted them dead, it'd be easy.

But whatever the cost...

Yue Ying's arms tightened around the man in his hold, his pitch-black eyes swirling with dark, murky emotions and a flicker of caution.

Under that stare, Bai Yan felt like a cold snake was slithering around him.

Ye Beiyu couldn't stand anyone looking at Bai Yan like that. A flash of red flickered in his eyes as he shot Yue Ying a deadly glare.

Yue Ying's brow twitched, but he backed off.

"I can let him live—hell, I'll even heal him up so he can go back to playing Second Highness..."

Bai Yan smiled, his cold eyes raking over Yue Ying from head to toe before his tone changed.

"But I want your gall bladder and inner core."

"I know he doesn't really give a damn about being Demon Sovereign—everything he's done is just to get back at that guy."

"I'm sparing his life—you can take him and do whatever you want with him."

"So? Pretty good deal, right?"

Bai Yan's tone stayed lazy, like it didn't matter to him whether Yue Ying agreed or not.

After all, even if Yue Ying refused, he could just kill him and take the gall anyway.

It's just that the potency wouldn't be as good, and the inner core might get damaged.

"Fine."

Yue Ying didn't hesitate at all—if anything, he felt relieved inside. Good thing all he wanted was his inner core and gall—not Mo Yin getting hurt.

Bai Yan knew he'd agree—he'd already seen how much this snake cared about Mo Yin.

But seeing him agree that fast still threw him off a little.

"Guess the Serpent King of the Spirit Serpent Clan lives up to the hype. I like how direct you are."

A faint smile tugged at Bai Yan's lips, a rare hint of admiration in his voice.

The next second, a sharp sting hit his arm. He glanced down at the little fox in his arms, frowning.

The little guy's claws had dug into his arm, leaving a red mark—not enough to draw blood, but it stung.

Ye Beiyu was glaring daggers at Yue Ying, grinding his teeth in fury, his eyes bloodshot.

Senior brother is mine! Just some lousy snake—why the hell does it get senior brother's affection?!

Seeing the little fox getting all worked up, Bai Yan, confused but gentle, squeezed his paw to calm him down and rubbed his ears.

Yue Ying narrowed his eyes at the sight, then spoke up:

"This fox of yours, young prince, isn't ordinary..."

A little fox that hasn't even shifted into human form, yet it makes him feel danger.

"The fox I raised is obviously special."

Bai Yan said flatly, "Hand them over, and I'll have someone take you both back."

With the Spirit Serpent Clan's inner core and gall, he could refine the Transformation Pill and turn Ye Beiyu into a fox for good.

"Alright."

Yue Ying lowered his eyes in agreement, carefully setting the man in his arms down.

After laying Mo Yin down, he walked over and picked up a blade.

Without his inner core and gall, he wouldn't die, but he'd revert to his true form and lose all his cultivation...

Yue Ying gave Mo Yin one long, last look, his eyes softening into a faint smile.

When Mo Yin woke up and realized he was useless now, he'd probably send him away.

This might be the last time he'd ever see him.

But that was enough.

What a shame—the meeting in their youth, the promises under the moonlight, now only he remembered them.

What a shame—Mo Yin would never know that what he thought were chance meetings were all carefully planned reunions.

He was the king of the Spirit Serpent Clan, poisonous by nature. The toxins Mo Yin used on him never worked at all.

Everything he did for him wasn't out of fear or coercion—it was all his choice.

All he wanted was to stay by his side, to be with him, to keep him safe.

The blade sliced into his chest, blood soaking his robes.

Yue Ying looked down, his bloody hands clutching the inner core. His body was already swaying, his voice shaking, but he still forced the words out:

"Keep your word—don't... hurt him..."

Bai Yan watched coldly as the figure before him shifted into a serpent, shrinking smaller and smaller.

Then it slithered over to Mo Yin and curled up quietly on his chest.

Bai Yan raised his hand and made a spell seal—a spirit butterfly flew off at his gesture.

Soon, a few demon clansmen showed up.

Taking in the scene—especially Bai Yan standing unharmed at the top—they were clearly thrilled.

Even so, they still remembered to step forward and bow respectfully to Bai Yan.

"Young Prince."

Bai Yan casually gave a few orders for them to clean the place up thoroughly.

"Yes! Don't worry, Sovereign Lord! We'll make sure everything's spotless!"

A young man's eyes darted around, then he spoke up loudly, directly switching up the title.

The others quickly caught on too, looking at Bai Yan with fervent eyes.

Bai Yan gave a slight nod in acknowledgment, then turned and left with the inner core he'd just gotten.

He wondered when this world's bug would be fixed—he needed to refine the Transformation Pill before then.

Otherwise, once Ye Beiyu changed back, he wouldn't take his pill so obediently.

Bai Yan returned to his private chambers, the strong smell of blood making him frown involuntarily. Even though he'd been careful, he'd inevitably gotten some on himself.

Bai Yan ordered hot water to be prepared, planning to wash up first.

He had no reservations whatsoever—after all, the current Ye Beiyu was just a little fox that knew nothing.

In fact, when he saw the little fox—originally pure white but now stained with blood—Bai Yan couldn't help but toss it into the warm pool too.

Ye Beiyu felt this familiar sensation and seriously considered pretending to nearly drown like before.

But just as he was floundering about, he saw Bai Yan strip off his clothes and slowly sink into the warm pool.

Ye Beiyu's eyes brightened at the sight, his heartbeat racing faster and faster.

He approached Bai Yan, retracted his sharp claws, and pressed his soft, furry paws against Bai Yan's chest.

This was the first time he'd touched Bai Yan so openly while he was awake.

Ye Beiyu was incredibly excited. The emotions deep inside him were barely contained, surging wildly, a seductive voice in his mind screaming at him to do something.

Bai Yan noticed the little fox's movements and just thought it was scared. He wrapped his arms around it and said calmly,

"Be good. You can't get on the bed until you're clean."

Ye Beiyu was already struggling to suppress the crazy thoughts in his head.

Bai Yan suddenly hugging him on his own and saying such things was an even bigger turn-on for him!

Bai Yan gently rubbed the little fox's paws, meaning to wash it clean.

But the next moment, a soft white light engulfed them.

A feeling of dread rose in Bai Yan's chest.

Sure enough, as the white light faded, a faint figure gradually came into view.

The little fox that had been obediently lying in his arms had now turned into someone he knew all too well.

"Ye... Beiyu...?"

Ye Beiyu was completely naked, wrapping his arms around him, his deep gaze burning and wild.

At this distance, with such intimate contact,

Bai Yan could even clearly feel a certain part of Ye Beiyu pressing against him...