Chapter 580: Reverse Strategy 39

If it were the former Chen Yu, he might still foolishly believe.

But he now fully knows what sort of person Chen Ning is.

"Brother, stop making excuses."

Chen Yu flicked a dagger from his sleeve, the sharp blade wandering back and forth across his face.

He spoke in a low murmur, as if sharing some brotherly secret with Chen Ning.

"When you abandoned me on the burial mound, that cold expression of yours didn't look like helpless sorrow; even now you still lie—you truly have not a single honest word in your mouth."

Speaking of that incident, Chen Yu's eyes turned cold and harsh, and he immediately stabbed a deep wound into his face, deep enough to see bone.

Ignoring Chen Ning's pained cries as he tried to dodge, Chen Yu grabbed Chen Ning's hair and forced him to lift his head to look at him.

"Brother, if you answer my question truthfully, I'll let you die a little easier."

Chen Ning nodded hurriedly.

He also felt the blade wandering across the other cheek.

"The Chen family was killed by the Yao King and Chenshu—I know that."

"But why did he let you go, and what happened to Mother's death?"

The only thing about the Chen family worth Chen Yu remembering was their mother.

"It… it was Chenshu, ah!!!"

Another stroke went down, scraping off half the cheek flesh; Chen Yu sneered, shoved that piece of meat into Chen Ning's mouth, lifted his chin, and forced him to swallow it.

"Tell the truth!"

"Ugh… ugh! Cough cough cough cough..."

Chen Ning began to weep in pain, the meaty smell spreading in his mouth, obviously suffering to the extreme.

"It really was Chen Ning… he held up our parents, asking me to choose which of them should die, or… or both should die, so I could ride away alone in a carriage..."

Tears flowed onto the pink flesh, causing another stab of pain; the muscles twitched in the air like a skinned rabbit.

"Ah..."

Chen Yu understood, saying, "So you chose to stay alive yourself."

His eyes turned fierce; he grabbed Chen Ning's head and pressed it into the brine basin.

"You're really selfish, brother." He said through gritted teeth.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Chen Ning's wails grew ever more shrill.

"I was wrong… uh!"

His body shuddered violently.

He slowly lowered his head; the dagger's tip pierced his heart from behind and emerged from his chest.

He heard Chen Yu's final words in his ear.

"It's fine, brother—go down and apologize to Mother."

The dagger was violently pulled out, blood spurting forth.

Chen Ning stared with eyes wide open as he collapsed to the ground.

Chen Yu's face was spattered with blood; he coldly gazed at the fallen corpse, then stuck out his tongue to lick the blood from his chin.

The servants outside heard the noise and ran back.

The mission was already complete, and Chen Yu had no intention of staying.

He needed to find his benefactor as soon as possible; the master of the Slay Demon Sect was now Xuan Mo, which should also count as fulfilling the mission.

Once free, he would go find Chenshu to take revenge.

He felt the demonic energy still not fully satisfied within him, then slowly turned his head to look at the servant who had been frightened by this scene and was about to turn and run.

He casually waved a hand, and the wooden door slammed shut with a sound.

"What are you afraid of? I won't hurt you."

Chen Yu smiled, his charm radiating.

The nourishment of these days has made him as alluring as a peerless demon, drawing in anyone with even a little weak will.

Moreover, the servant had guarded the water prison for years, never even having seen a decent-looking man or woman.

The corpses in the room seemed forgotten, the servant fixated on the purple-clad young master walking slowly toward him, gulping audibly as he swallowed saliva.

By the time someone discovered it, only two corpses remained in the room.

One was Chen Ning, whom they believed to be the murderer, lying beside the water basin with a hole in his chest, blood almost flooding the entire room.

Half his face had been hacked off, his features grotesque.

They even found an unchewed chunk of meat still in Chen Ning's mouth.

The other was merely an unnamed servant, his death just as bizarre.

According to those outside, the servant guarding the water prison should be middle-aged.

Yet this corpse was withered beyond recognition, its skin and flesh sagging and lifeless, as if someone had forcibly sucked out all its vital essence.

And the Young Master Ji Qiu, whom they had considered innocent, had long since disappeared.

When Xuan Mo learned of this, he did not send anyone to investigate; instead, he immediately sealed the news, and Chen Ning's body was casually disposed of.

Externally, they claimed that Young Master Ji Qiu was grief-stricken to the point of despair, having already followed the sect master in death.

Xuan Mo had his own considerations.

Regardless of who stood behind Ji Qiu, it was clear their target was only Yue Zongyang and Chen Ning.

As long as it had nothing to do with the Slay Demon Sect, he did not want to interfere further.

【Master, the two protagonists are dead.】

Chenshu lay on the rocking chair eating grapes, hummed in response, his tone rising.

That Chenyu is pretty quick.

It's only been a few days since he last showed up to urge.

However, within the Slay Demon Sect, Xuanmo and Achen have some plans, Chenyu is again being controlled, and Yue Zongyang's death is only a matter of time.

He sat up cross-legged and wiped the grape juice from his hands.

"Finally, it's my turn to appear."

It sounds like he's quite eager.

After the little wolf cub returned alone to the Lingnan mountaintop, the Yaogong saw no demon dare to provoke him, and Achen didn't let him do anything, so he just lay in the sleeping hall all day.

The affairs of the various major sects have also reached the final stage, and the Peaceful Hero no longer needs to go out at night.

He's about to develop problems from idleness.

【Main God, are you going out?】

0731 is also excited.

【Hmm, what are you up to?】

【Just leave me in the Yaogong kitchen! I'll definitely not run around!】

Bai Ze: "……"

He angrily tapped the rainbow head in his arms.

【……Alright.】

Chenshu's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't refuse.

Although divine beasts and systems don't need to eat anyway.

But Pixiu can eat a bit, which is understandable.

0731 ran out of the space, and a virtual shadow sneaked into the kitchen.

Chenshu estimated when Jin Chen would return, lay on the bed, and began soul separation.

——

Chenyu rushed to the cave where Bai Ze had rescued him.

Sure enough, he saw the black-robed figure waiting there.

But after what happened last time, he dared not hastily confirm who this person was.

"How did the mission go?"

The black-robed figure's voice remained mysterious and unfathomable.

"Chening and Yue Zongyang are both dead, the Slay Demon Sect is in chaos, only Xuanmo remains..."

Thinking of this strange person, Chenyu fell silent for a few seconds.

"But he shouldn't be able to stir up any trouble; he's just a Dharma Protector."

"Not bad."

Chenshu suddenly returned to his own voice.

Just as Chenyu zoned out, he took off his hat brim, revealing a cheek with a sly smile.

"Second Brother helped me a lot, letting me kill them without lifting a finger."

"Chenshu?!"

Chenyu shouted, instinctively turned his head to look around the cave, and finally managed to confirm.

"Was it you who rescued me?!"

"You can also think that."

Chenshu gave a noncommittal response, his fair fingertips brushing the black robe's cuff, "But you don't need to rush to thank me."

"After all..."

The youth curled the corner of his lips, his smile wicked.

"Your demonic poison was also administered by me."