The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 137 - 134 2.0 Dark Version Chu Yan: Today is just right for giving birth

Chapter 137: Chapter 134 2.0 Dark Version Chu Yan: Today is just right for giving birth

At that moment, Chu Yan’s mind was filled with a strange voice.

"Kill her, kill the woman beside you."

"She’s not human, she knows Demon Art, she’ll harm you!"

"Quick, kill her! Kill her!"

With a loud bang, Chu Yan punched the steering wheel violently, "Shut up!"

A slender, pale hand grasped his.

Turning his head, he met Qin Zhao’s worried gaze, "What’s wrong with you?"

The darkness in Chu Yan’s eyes gradually faded away, and he hugged her tightly.

"There’s someone talking in my head, it’s so annoying."

Qin Zhao stared at Chu Yan and noticed a strange red light fleeting through his eyes.

This presence was very familiar, it was the man who had just died!

She finally understood why she hadn’t seen his soul.

Could it be that it had entered Chu Yan’s body, attempting possession?

That was simply courting death!

A glint of icy murderous intent flashed through her stunning peach blossom eyes.

Qin Zhao’s fingertip pressed against Chu Yan’s forehead, "It’s alright, I’ll get rid of him for you."

Feeling the Spiritual Power transmitted from her fingertips, Chu Yan couldn’t help but frown.

The fear of unknown forces made him subconsciously want to fight back, but the person before him was Qin Zhao, and he had to control himself to the point that his body became somewhat stiff.

"Relax, trust me."

Qin Zhao’s voice was unusually soft, and his body gradually relaxed, staring at her unblinkingly.

As the Spiritual Power entered Chu Yan’s body, Qin Zhao could feel the man’s soul.

He wanted to dominate Chu Yan’s body, and Qin Zhao immediately launched an attack.

The assault within the sea of consciousness made Chu Yan feel discomfort, causing him to grunt softly and hold Qin Zhao’s slender waist even tighter.

"It’s done."

Qin Zhao withdrew her hand and, seeing his discomfort, did not push him away.

The voice in his mind had disappeared, a familiar presence causing a slight loosening in some deep seal.

"I didn’t expect this woman to be so powerful. After I recover for a while, I’ll take over this man’s body."

The Rainy Night Butcher’s soul had been scattered by Qin Zhao, but he used witchcraft to retain a shred of his residual soul, hiding in the most concealed part of Chu Yan’s mind, surrounded by pitch blackness and desolation.

The bottomless darkness enveloped him, and far off seemed to be a flickering crimson light.

Souls that intruded here drifted uncontrollably towards it.

The next second, an oppressive, insane, and ruthless aura tore the residual soul to shreds.

He hadn’t even approached it yet, merely the horrifying aura emanating from there was enough to prevent his survival.

In the car, Chu Yan was still holding Qin Zhao.

With his chin resting on her shoulder, he slowly opened his eyes, the depths revealing uncontrollable longing and delusion, along with a bottomless darkness and suffocating madness.

His hand gripping her waist suddenly tightened.

Chu Yan lifted her up and positioned her on his lap.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Zhao was stunned for a moment but then collided with those obscure eyes.

"Chu Yan? Are you feeling better?"

She had eliminated that soul, so he should be, right?

But Chu Yan did not answer, instead, he pressed her against the steering wheel and kissed her.

In a murmur, he seemed to whisper, "Zhaozhao, I’ve missed you so much."

Missed? But didn’t they see each other every day?

Qin Zhao was somewhat puzzled, and in her momentary daze, she felt a chill around her waist.

His kiss, scorching and intense, trailed down her slender neck.

A soft click sounded, and Chu Yan fumbled to undo her lingerie clasp.

"You, you stop right there!"

Only then did Qin Zhao panic, struggling to get away.

He stopped, staring at her intently with a cold, deep gaze that was dangerous and oppressive, resembling a predator in the dark stalking its prey.

Beneath his cold, slender phoenix eyes, the bright red teardrop mole appeared enchanting.

Chu Yan leaned closer to her, whispering softly, "Be good, hmm?"

"No, you can’t—"

Her remaining words were swallowed by him.

His hands continued their motion, and Qin Zhao could feel her blouse being lifted.

And they were under an apartment block, where passersby might be around!

Even if that were not the case, she did not want anything to happen with Chu Yan in the car!

With a slap sound, another slap landed.

Qin Zhao’s eyes were red, her voice icy, "Have you come to your senses?"

Sharp nails slid across his cheek, drawing beads of blood.

Chu Yan touched the spot where he had been hit and chuckled lightly.

The man, usually cool and refined, now bore a weird, sinister air.

He said nothing, his gaze gliding over her body, appreciating her disheveled appearance with satisfaction.

Qin Zhao felt this intensely invasive gaze and couldn’t help but pull at her clothes again.

She hastily tried to move back to the passenger seat, but as she moved, a strong arm encircled her slender waist and yanked her back forcefully.

She crashed into Chu Yan’s embrace, her back slamming against his chest.

"Now that we’re married, shouldn’t we fulfill our marital duties? Auntie asked me the other day when we are going to have kids. I think today is a perfect day, don’t you think? Wife."

At the last two words, Chu Yan smiled slightly, his pronunciation emphasized, as if to remind her.

Qin Zhao gritted her teeth, "So you’ve finally stopped pretending?"

She knew that his good behavior previously had been deliberate!

"Why do I need to pretend? You are mine, inside and out, from top to bottom."

In response, Qin Zhao let out a cold laugh.

She removed Chu Yan’s hand and moved back to the passenger seat.

As for Chu Yan, he was firmly bound by her spiritual power ropes.

"Cool down here for the night."

Qin Zhao straightened her clothes and then left the car to go home.

She left quickly in annoyance, so she didn’t notice the peculiar expression on Chu Yan in the car.

"Master, can you not ascend, please?"

"They say that if you go to the Immortal Realm, you will marry the Grandmaster."

"You love me, not the Grandmaster!"

"Last time you were poisoned with a love charm, and you allowed me to administer the antidote, that means you love me.

If not, why didn’t you ask someone else?"

In Chu Yan’s mind, two figures in ancient attire were arguing.

Their faces were his and Qin Zhao’s.

That Qin Zhao had a face full of guilt and regret, "This was an accident, an accident, do you understand? Disciple, you’re also of age now, consider this as your master randomly finding you a woman just for enlightenment. Don’t take it to heart!"

"Then are you going to the Immortal Realm to meet the Grandmaster?"

"He’s my master, of course I’m going to him. He last sent a message saying he’s favored by the Emperor, and if I ascend, he can look out for me. Who else would I seek?"

After these words, the memories in his mind blurred.

But Chu Yan felt extremely furious, and this anger helped him break free from the spiritual power constraint Qin Zhao had left.

Suddenly, a strange and dangerous power burst forth from his body, causing the spiritual power ropes to shatter violently.