The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

Chapter 60: He Will Not Die.

Shen Wanqing: “I feel like something is missing in our palace.”

Xuanniao, playing along, asks, “Palace Master, what do you think is missing?”

The term “Palace Master” came about like this.

Those demon generals who “voluntarily” joined under Shen Wanqing’s command initially addressed her as “Lord Demon” repeatedly. However, she was dissatisfied because the title sounded masculine, and as a delicate young girl, she didn’t want to be called that and risk ruining her chances of romantic relationship.

So she said, “If you really must address me, call me ‘Palace Master1‘. It sounds similar to ‘Princess2‘ and gives a sense of respect.”

Xuanniao was initially reluctant. It was accustomed to calling her “damned woman,” and now suddenly being asked to change its speech felt undignified. That night, Shen Wanqing plucked a few feathers from its tail and transformed it back into its previous pigeon appearance, which made Xuanniao extremely furious.

The next day, Xuanniao started sweetly saying, “Good morning, Palace Master. Have you eaten? What did you eat?”

With this spineless lackey as a representative, it didn’t take long for everyone to start addressing Shen Wanqing as “Palace Master.”

Shen Wanqing: “Do you know a place with many high-quality treasures? Ideally, it would be great if we could each have one.”

Xuanniao: “Oh, I know. A few thousand miles south, there’s a Jinhu Mansion. It’s a sect specialized in forging, and they have a large treasure vault filled with their crafted treasures.”

Shen Wanqing understood.

So the next day, she reluctantly took a large group of unwilling demon generals to the Jinhu Mansion. She went straight to the point and said, “Here’s the thing. I’d like to borrow around a hundred or a thousand artifacts or similar items. Is that possible?”

The people at the Jinhu Mansion didn’t even listen and drew their swords, shouting, “You’re the demon girl who conspires with that Demon! Today, I shall uphold justice.”

“In that case, I’ll just take them myself, and I’ll return them to you in a few days.”

A few days later, a new post appeared in the <Anecdotes of the Martial World> section in the Cultivating Spirit Book:

“In broad daylight, such a thing happened! The treasury of Jinhu Mansion was ruthlessly looted, and the culprit was so brazen. Could she become the next villain to replace the Demon Lord from years ago?”

Comments:

“I am a disciple of the Jinhu Mansion myself. I escaped a disaster that day by being outside the gate. But according to my senior brothers and sisters, it was a bloodbath with bodies strewn everywhere. That witch was merciless and didn’t care about our pleas for mercy. She took everything away. It seems like the world is going to be restless.”

Shen Wanqing, upon reading this post, became furious and grabbed two feathers from the top of the Xuanniao’s head. “What a stingy person! I already said I would return it in a few days! I even left a loan note! And how did it turn into a bloodbath? I didn’t kill anyone. Instead, they even clipped the little fingernail of my family’s demon general!”

Xuanniao remained silent.

Another day passed, and Shen Wanqing asked, “Do you know where to find demons that are good for use as mounts? Our demon generals are all walking on foot, which is embarrassing.”

Xuanniao replied, “…There’s a place north of the Demon Realm called the Wildlands, but it’s owned by a very troublesome Underworld Tiger King. I suggest…”

Shen Wanqing: “I understand!”

So, the next day, she dragged a large group of despondent demon generals to the Wildlands. She came down in a very friendly manner, bowed, and asked, “You see, I would like to invite a hundred or a thousand cute tigers to ride for a while. I’ll return them in a few days, is that okay?”

Xuanniao covered its head with its wings, feeling a bit suffocated.

The Underworld Tiger King was clearly even more suffocated: “?”

The result was evident. How could the Underworld Tiger King endure such insolence? He directly led his cubs and pounced, engaging in a fierce battle with her.

The fight was intense.

In the end, Shen Wanqing also tamed the Underworld Tiger King and turned him into her mount. Later, she felt that having only tigers was too monotonous, so she combined land, sea, and air mounts.

She went to the Sea of Death and obtained the Inferno Turtle, went to the Void Realm and caught several Crimson Flame Birds. Finally, she created a zoo inside her palace and put these little turtles, tigers, and birds in there to raise them.

A few days later, there was another post in the <Anecdotes of the Martial World> section in the Cultivating Spirit Book:

“Unheard of before! The Demon Realm has been thrown into turmoil, countless demons have suffered this disaster. And the source of it all is none other than the witch who even the Demon Lord is willing to sacrifice for! What is her purpose in doing all this?”

Comments:

“This woman is deeply scheming, she must be planning to unite these demons and attack the mortal realm, slaughtering innocent people. Truly ruthless!”

Xuanniao glanced at the post, then looked at Shen Wanqing, who was playing fetch with the Underworld Tiger King not far away in the zoo, and fell into contemplation.

Then, a few more days passed and Shen Wanqing said, “I want to buy some new clothes.”

Xuanniao: “…Let me think. It seems there’s a Wangxian Pavilion on Beiqiu Mountain. Aside from anything else, I know there are many female cultivators inside, and the clothes and dresses are particularly beautiful. Moreover, each garment is infused with magical charms, making them like small magical artifacts.”

So the next day, Shen Wanqing went there and said, “I would like…”

The female cultivators at the Wangxian Pavilion: “Say no more, they’re all for you.”

In fact, initially, many cultivators were unwilling to accept her and secretly conspired to find a way to eliminate this witch and prevent future trouble.

However, Shen Wanqing possessed a powerful blood-burning technique, and the upper limit of this secret technique was very high. No one knew how much power it could unleash. Furthermore, nobody knew what secret techniques Xie Wuyan had left for her.

In addition, even with the many outstanding disciples, elders, and the sect master of the Heavenly Dao Palace, none of them were able to stop Shen Wanqing, so for a while, no one dared to act rashly.

Furthermore, the people from the Heavenly Dao Palace secretly hindered anyone who wanted to harm Shen Wanqing.

The reason is simple: no matter what, she is the only known person in the world with the potential to inherit the blood-burning technique. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the Heavenly Dao Palace still hopes to capture her alive.

But at the moment, no one has any certainty.

Because Shen Wanqing’s growth rate is very fast.

Xuanniao knew that Shen Wanqing seemed to have a bold and somewhat eccentric personality, but her methods were just as ruthless as Xie Wuyan’s.

And she did.

At first, the demon generals looked down on this girl, thinking that she was only flaunting her power by relying on the remnants of Xie Wuyan’s strength. But now, everyone just dares to obediently lower their heads and listen to her.

Even the Underworld Tiger King, who used to always quarrel with her, now lies next to her, acting cute and licking the palm of her hand.

Xuanniao finally realized why His Highness favored this woman so much.

It turns out that both of them are just the same kind of people!

And they even pluck feathers from the same place!

Shen Wanqing said, “Let’s go somewhere tomorrow.”

Xuanniao was already accustomed to such things and thought she was going to plunder something again. “Where to?”

“The Sealed Demon Cave.”

Xuanniao was stunned, looking at Shen Wanqing in astonishment. “Palace Master… How do you know the location of the Sealed Demon Cave?”

Shen Wanqing lazily stretched her waist, “That’s not important. What’s important is that you will have to explain to Xie Wuyan why there is a statue of you in front of his palace.”

Is this the reason she has been driving herself forward like crazy during this time?

In order to save Xie Wuyan.

Even if she knows what kind of reputation she will bear, does she truly not care?

Xuanniao suddenly realized that the curse on Shen Wanqing’s body seemed to have not been activated for a long time.

【Supporting Female Character System: Host, I must remind you. If you fail to accomplish the tasks assigned by the system within the specified time, we will enforce the measures as agreed upon in the beginning.】

“Do you think I can’t do it?”

【Supporting Female Character System: Sorry, host, the system does not have personal emotions. But based on the data analysis, the probability of Xie Wuyan surviving in the Sealed Demon Cave is less than five percent.】

“He is alive.”

【Supporting Female Character System: Why?】

“He promised me.”

. . . . .

“Is it really impossible to reinforce the sealing curse without the Solitary Light Sword? What if Xie Wuyan breaks through the Sealed Demon Cave again someday? Judging from his personality, he will undoubtedly go on a killing spree.”

“And, the recent actions of that woman… Could it be that she’s trying to find the Sealed Demon Cave and rescue Xie Wuyan?”

“No, he cannot come out alive.”

“Why?”

The Sealed Demon Cave seals the souls of countless evil spirits from ancient times to the present. It is a place of incessant slaughter, where they greedily devour other souls, ruthlessly tearing and gnawing at the souls of others to enhance their own power.

The most terrifying part is that anyone sealed in the Sealed Demon Cave, if their soul is not strong enough, their consciousness will gradually dissipate, and their memories will be gradually erased.

Souls that have lost consciousness are no different from dead souls. They have no beliefs or will to live; they can only passively endure being slaughtered by those evil spirits.

“When Xie Wuyan was sealed back then, his soul was strong enough, which gave him a chance to escape. But this time, in order to save that woman, he has almost exhausted his own soul. There’s no need for us to intervene; he will become prey for anyone to feast upon.”

“He will have his soul and body devoured by the myriad of ghosts in the Sealed Demon Cave, dying completely in that place.”

“Normally, he can hold on for a maximum of seven days.”

“But now, it has been so long that even our ancestor cannot sense any trace of him, so一”

“He should have died a long time ago.”

As the Heavenly Dao Palace said, the Sealed Demon Cave is such a place.

Every inch of the stone walls is covered in blood, and every crevice and cave is inhabited by malevolent spirits. Fresh flesh is torn apart, and souls dissipate in humiliation.

Xie Wuyan is deep within that place.

His limbs and body are tightly bound by chains composed of runes, his eyes shut tightly, and his entire body covered in blood stains.

An uninterrupted stream of black energy approached him, transforming into one ferocious evil spirit after another, gnawing at his body.

His body was gradually enveloped by countless black energy. It seemed that he was about to be completely consumed.

“Boom一”

Xie Wuyan opened his eyes.

His eyes were crimson, and the chains on his body seemed to sense his resistance, tightening in an instant.

The spirits went into a frenzy, stirring the entire Sealed Demon Cave into chaos.

No trace of divine light could be seen in Xie Wuyan’s eyes. It was as if only an empty shell remained, an unconscious madman who unknowingly tore apart the malevolent spirits approaching him.

The power of the talisman became stronger with each passing moment. The golden light overflowing from his body even affected the nearby ghosts. The chains tightened, as if they were crushing his remaining soul.

More than pain and torment, the most agonizing thing is a sense of complete darkness, without a future or a past, only emptiness and nothingness.

As long as he felt a slight exhaustion, his remaining soul would cease to exist.

But Xie Wuyan lasted much longer than anyone, living and dead, had anticipated.

He repeated countless moments of time in this deadly struggle, blood flowing down through his hairline, every inch of his skin a bloody mess.

“He shouldn’t be able to hold on for so long.”

“He reached this point, why is he still unwilling to let go and leave?”

Why, after all, was he unwilling to die?

Xie Wuyan knelt on both knees, but his back remained straight. A nightmarish murmur came from beside him, causing splitting headaches. The seals on his body tortured his nerves incessantly.

He doesn’t remember who he is.

Nor does he remember the reason for coming here.

But he seems to vaguely recall promising someone that he would definitely survive.

Xie Wuyan raised his head, blood flowing down his neck. He slowly stood up, and the sound of shattered shackles could be heard.

He has forgotten many things.

But he knows.

He won’t deceive her.

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