Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 64: The Fairy’s Thatched Cottage

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: The Fairy’s Thatched Cottage

His heart and lungs suddenly stopped.

But this time Liu Xianzi unusually did not lay a hand on Jiang Feng; instead, she walked towards the lake where there stood a very inconspicuous, dilapidated straw hut. Although unsure of its purpose, Jiang Feng had no choice but to follow.

"In your previous life, you were the unstoppable Demon Night True Monarch, a powerhouse of the Demon Race that echoed throughout the Cultivation World centuries ago."

"About fifty years ago, a war erupted between the Demon Race and the Human Clan, and that Demon Lord was besieged and ultimately perished in the Yellow Springs."

"After that, the Demon Lord had disappeared without a trace for thirty-three full years until seventeen years ago, when you were born."

"In a unique way, you inherited the Spiritual Energy and Divine Soul of the Demon Night True Monarch."

He silently followed behind the woman.

Jiang Feng, who usually liked to quip, was now unusually silent. He had always been deeply curious about his own origins, but now it seemed that knowing too much was not necessarily a good thing.

Some blurry memories flashed through his mind—memories of his childhood with his parents. Could it be that from his birth until now, everything had been plotted by someone?

Moreover, combining what Liu Xianzi mentioned about the previous body dispersing during the past thirty-three years.

He roughly guessed why the body had dispersed, fearing it was because they were not in the same world.

Sighing, the young man merely followed the woman to the small house by the lake. To be precise, there wasn’t even a door; it was just a crude straw hut, no different in size from a toilet.

"You need not worry too much."

"People die and debts vanish. The mistakes of your past life do not fall upon you in this life, and besides, although the remnant soul of the Demon Night True Monarch resides within you, it has not fused with your own self, so I still treat you as two separate individuals."

"It is for this reason that I have appeared in your Dantian."

"I can tell you now that I am merely a soul, even to the extent that if I were to draw my sword once more, this soul would completely disappear."

But the young man quickly realized this and promptly responded.

"Could it be that the nightmares I’ve been having every day for the past three months weren’t real dreams, but the strand of soul you left behind?"

"Yes."

"The purpose of leaving this soul behind was to help me keep watch over the giant serpent inside me?"

"Yes, you are smart."

"Then why don’t you just directly end me and put it all to rest..."

"Time is running out."

It seemed she didn’t really want to answer Jiang Feng’s next question, so Liu Xianzi simply interrupted the young man and pointed to the deep, dark lake not far away.

"This is the Spiritual Energy once condensed by Demon Night, do not use it carelessly, as it might reveal your identity, attracting countless enemies to hunt you down."

"Or worse, have your Divine Soul devoured, completely possessed by him, degrading into a mere vessel."

"The Spiritual Energy that you cultivate in the future should be stored here."

Following the woman’s pointing finger, Jiang Feng looked towards the crude and rudimentary straw hut, which even a dog might find too small to reside in.

He was certain that this out-of-place building was man-made, definitely not naturally occurring.

As for who built it...

Well, it would be impolite to say.

He didn’t ask further, because even if he knew more, none of it could change the current circumstances. What he needed to do first was to earn the right to know these truths.

But still.

He had to ask that question.

"Can we meet again?"

"Hmm?" Seemingly puzzled by the young man’s question, Liu Xianzi casually replied: "Aren’t we meeting right now?"

"I mean in real life."

For some reason, when Jiang Feng spoke these words aloud, he felt as though he had expended all his strength, yet he still eagerly awaited the woman’s reply.

"Of course."

With these words, Jiang Feng’s heart finally settled down, although he had figured out his own identity, there were still too many questions needing answers.

Now it seemed that as long as he was strong enough, he could one day stand in front of Liu Tangxi and get all the answers.

Just as he decided to end his inner vision and withdraw his consciousness from the Dantian, the woman next to him suddenly blurted out.

"Don’t you like eighteen-year-olds?"

He almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"What?"

"Why were you holding that middle-aged woman so sweetly asleep? Drooling all over the bed?"

"..."

Brain crash.

Cold knowledge—middle-aged woman refers to a woman around thirty years old.

He was completely immersed in the Sea of Consciousness during the inner vision and had no idea what was happening outside, seeing Jiang Feng’s bewildered expression, Liu Xianzi just snorted coldly.

"Men really say one thing but mean another."

She turned around and placed her hand back on her waist, but this time her movements were slow and graceful, in stark contrast to the sword she had slashed across the lake earlier.

But this action alone made Jiang Feng’s hair stand on end!

Because he had been watching this move for a whole three months!

"No, you you you you... what are you doing, don’t come over, don’t come over! Let’s talk, don’t hold a grudge, it’s been three months!"

Retreating repeatedly, but Liu Tangxi just held the sword expressionlessly, looked at the panicked boy, and uttered a few words.

"There are still twenty-seven times."

Crack!

He suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the cultivation!

With a bit of helplessness and irritation on his face, is there a fairy who is so petty, just because of a phrase "I want to marry an eighteen-year-old" she holds a grudge until now?

"There are still twenty-seven times, I’m almost dying for four months now, and you tell me there are still twenty-seven... wait a minute."

The boy seemed to suddenly think of something, his expression becoming very weird.

"Could it be that the number of times she chops me is her age?"

It must be said that someone’s intuition in courting death is always quite sharp, picking up the soft fabric next to him and casually wiping off the saliva at the corner of his mouth, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

If that’s the calculation, Liu Xianzi’s age... cough cough, dare not think further.

But as he picked up the fabric next to him to wipe the corners of his mouth, a somewhat gentle female voice startled the boy.

"Is the young master unharmed?"

Only then did he remember, he seemed to still be in the Ethereal Violet Pavilion.

Not just in the Ethereal Violet Pavilion, but also seemed to be sitting on the bed meditating.

The beautiful woman next to him just watched the bewildered, just-awakened boy, and gently said: "Congratulations, young master, the Body Refining effect is quite good, thoroughly absorbing the elixir, it’s just that the Body Tempering Pill was a bit too strong, seems to have damaged the Dantian."

"Don’t worry, just need some time to recuperate to recover."

"But, young master."

The beautiful woman pointed and following her finger, there was a small deep purple piece of fabric with a few straps on it, which appeared to be used to tie around the body as a fixture.

"Could you please loosen Su Yi’s bellyband first? Although Su Yi doesn’t mind serving young master, but..."

Her tone was somewhat reproachful.

"But using a bellyband to wipe your mouth, it’s a bit too much of a bad taste."

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