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

Chapter 68: She is not a demon.

Xie Wuyan’s dependence on Shen Wanqing does not come from the same aura in her, nor is it due to the attraction of both being blood-burning physique.

That was neither accidental nor coincidental.

He remembered her.

So even if only an empty shell remained, maintaining its form through the will to kill, he did not choose to forget her.

He remembered her name.

Remembered her appearance.

“I understand,” Shen Wanqing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, smiled, and held Xie Wuyan’s hand. “Let’s go, it’s time to rest.”

Feng Yaoqing remained silent for a long time on the side, exchanged a glance with Ji Feichen, then stepped forward and gently asked, placing a hand on Shen Wanqing’s shoulder, “Do you need help?”

“Mm,” Shen Wanqing turned her head. “I want to find the Solitary Light Sword.”

There was a long silence.

Feng Yaoqing quietly gazed into her eyes, remained quiet for a while, then lowered her gaze and said, “Alright, I’ll help you.”

The quick agreement was beyond Shen Wanqing’s expectations.

Even if the relationship between the two main leads and herself is close, in the eyes of everyone, she is now unquestionably the one who wants to destroy the human realm.

Moreover, there was Xie Wuyan, completely immersed in evil.

She thought Feng Yaoqing would hesitate at least.

She raised her eyes to look at her, reached out and tidied the stray hair on her cheek, gently saying, “I know a young girl about your age. She looks delicate and cherishes her life, but she has helped me many times.”

“If she were still here, I guess she would have become as formidable as you,” Feng Yaoqing smiled with a hint of bitterness, her eyebrows filled with tenderness. “It’s really not easy.”

Shen Wanqing looked into Feng Yaoqing eyes, and the corners of her lips moved slightly. Then, she reached out her hand, instantly letting go of all her defenses and allowing Feng Yaoqing to embrace her.

Even though the principles she had insisted on before were shattered, even though she had made up her mind to make a change.

Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen always insisted on gentleness.

They should indeed become the protagonists.

Shen Wanqing liked them very much.

. . . . .

The Void Realm.

It was the final clue about the Solitary Light Sword.

Even though only a thin layer of paper remained, Shen Wanqing still didn’t reveal her identity.

Because the more they knew, the more likely Feng Yaoqing and the others would be implicated by the Heavenly Dao Palace, and they could easily be branded as disloyal and unjust.

But the next day, on the carriage, several people suddenly discovered a problem.

Feng Yaoqing asked, “What should we call you, miss?”

Playing a role always required full commitment. It was inconvenient to reveal their identities while traveling the rivers and lakes, but they still needed to have a pseudonym for people to know how to address them.

Shen Wanqing hesitated.

As a culturally illiterate person, she never thought about naming things, let alone considering it for all these years. Whenever she played games or created usernames, they were always random.

She racked her brain for a while, coming up with a bunch of names like “Dance of Ice and Snow” or “Dream Frost Cold,” very elegant names, but she felt they weren’t quite right after thinking about them repeatedly.

Moreover, if someone were to call her by those names, she probably wouldn’t even respond.

So Shen Wanqing decided to keep it simple: “I’m Shen Xiaocui, you can just call me Miss Shen.”

Ji Feichen took a sip of tea and frowned, looking at his own sister with a face of disdain, as if reflecting on whether he hadn’t chosen a good teacher for her during their time at the Ji family, which resulted in her low cultural literacy.

Feng Yaoqing asked, “What about Miss Shen’s companion?”

Shen Wanqing replied, “His full name is Xie Guoqiang, nickname Xie Xiaogou. It doesn’t matter, you can call whichever you like.” She added casually, pointing to the side, “This parrot is called Wangcai.”

Xuanniao rolled its eyes: speechless.

Feng Yaoqing fell silent for a moment, nervously looking at Xie Wuyan, who was completely unaware of the conversation.

Xie Wuyan obediently sat beside her, yawning and rubbing his eyes as if feeling drowsy. After rubbing his eyes, he quickly sat upright and stared at Shen Wanqing without blinking.

Since that time when Shen Wanqing broke down in tears, Xie Wuyan seemed to have become even more obedient.

He seemed to be afraid of her being upset.

Even a few times when Shen Wanqing got angry and stomped her feet during a fight, he obediently ran back wagging his tail to appease her.

And then Shen Wanqing understood.

Spoiled women have the best life.

As Feng Yaoqing pondered…

…it really seems like a dog.

But Shen Wanqing gained happiness from this simple name.

The Void Realm is remote and emits a very faint aura, so the group always needs to proceed with frequent stops.

Every morning, one can hear Shen Wanqing energetically shouting, “Xie Guoqiang, it’s time to eat!”

At first, Xie Wuyan had no response to this strange name, but after being incessantly called by Shen Wanqing, he began to reflexively respond.

And so…

“Xie Guoqiang, did you get into a fight with someone again? Did you bully a newly emerged little mushroom monster?”

“Xie Guoqiang!! Did you break the window of the innkeeper’s house?”

“Xie Guoqiang, I’ve told you several times to use your right hand with chopsticks. And no picky eating! How can you grow if you only eat a few bites of rice every day?”

Xuanniao noticed.

Shen Wanqing must be secretly retaliating against Xie Wuyan.

In just a few months, the world has changed. Now Shen Wanqing’s face is filled with the pride of a former serf singing songs of liberation.

Feng Yaoqing is very worried about this: “Has she ever considered what if that person Xie… after he regains his consciousness, will he still remember these things?”

Ji Feichen: “Obviously not.”

 Otherwise, she would never be so arrogant.

But in reality, despite this, Xie Wuyan’s state is still very unstable. Although Shen Wanqing can mostly stop him, there are still instances of losing control or causing a big commotion with excessive force.

So Ji Feichen and the others tried their best to choose mountainous roads and paths with dense demonic energy.

If Xie Wuyan wants to kill, it can also be considered as slaying demons and exterminating evil.

After traveling for seven days, the people along the way were extremely grateful to the group. It was said that all the monsters in the mountains near their village had been killed or driven away by an immortal, which moved them to tears. Some even chased after the carriage to express their gratitude.

Considering avoiding any contact between Xie Wuyan and those people, Ji Feichen did not stop the carriage and even quickened the pace.

The people were even more touched.

After doing a good deed, they don’t even show their face, just wave their sleeves and leave.

What a righteous person.

So, when they arrived at the next village, Shen Wanqing and the others saw a banner:

“Unparalleled Xie Guoqiang”

“Expert at slaying demons and exterminating evil”

“Magnificent and deserving of praise”

“Who dares to be as kind as you?”

“…”

The three of them and Xuanniao fell into silence.

Finally, Xuanniao spoke dryly, “Think of the good side, His Highness’ reputation is improving.”

Shen Wanqing: “If he finds out, will he kill someone?”

He definitely going to kill someone, right?

From then on, wherever Xie Wuyan went, the demons in that area trembled in fear.

However, they quickly discovered that this terrifying creature seemed to obey the words of a seemingly cute and obedient little girl next to it.

So, every time the group arrived in a certain mountain forest, the demons of that region would come running in an orderly manner to please Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing only wanted to speed up and continue on the journey, but inexplicably ended up taking on the responsibilities of a neighborhood committee auntie.

However, in the original book, in order to make it difficult for the male and female leads to find the Solitary Light Sword, many monsters were indeed set as obstacles in this part. Furthermore, they also added a setting that ‘the closer they get to the weapon signal, the worse it becomes.’

Shen Wanqing wanted a quick resolution, so every time they arrived in places with many monsters and demons, she would set up a small stall with a sign that said, “Confess and be treated leniently, resist and face strict punishment,” and let all the monsters come forward and confess. Those who didn’t confess would be secretly killed.

Xie Guoqiang’s formidable reputation soon led to a long queue of monsters.

“I haven’t killed anyone recently, wuwuwu. When I was very hungry, I only ate a few refugees who got lost and starved to death.”

“Fine, you can go back.”

“Although I’ve killed someone recently, it was a bad person who killed a little girl! Really, I watched that girl grow up, I felt so heartbroken, so I helped her seek revenge.”

“Understandable, you can go back.”

“I haven’t killed many people recently either. I just found the sheep in the nearby village very cute, so I stole a dozen of them. But it turned out that the owner of the sheep was an old lady, too frail, and she died of anger all of a sudden. I’m also innocent.”

“You can’t do this,” Shen Wanqing said. “This one can be killed.”

Then Xie Guoqiang happily killed the monster.

Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen sat in a carriage, both supporting their cheeks and drooping their eyelids, watching “Shen Wanqing’s Little Law Hall” with identical speechless expressions.

I don’t know why, but suddenly it seemed that demon-slaying had become much simpler.

So, after traveling for a whole month in the original book, with the addition of Shen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan, they managed to catch up in less than two weeks.

However, Shen Wanqing felt that something was off.

It was too smooth.

It wasn’t about demon-slaying going too smoothly.

There had been quite a commotion these days, with the battle at Chitong Pass, and the continuous fights against so many monsters and demons. It was enough to alert the people of Heavenly Dao Palace.

Moreover, they were particularly concerned about Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen, the ones who could find the Solitary Light Sword.

But after so many days, the people from Heavenly Dao Palace remained unusually silent.

They seemed to be completely unaware of their actions.

This kind of silence wasn’t a good sign.

However, Shen Wanqing didn’t have much time left. She had to find the Solitary Light Sword as soon as possible.

On the fifteenth day, Feng Yaoqing found the entrance to the Void Realm.

After entering through a narrow path, two steep peaks blocked the sunlight, and an eerie aura seemed to seep through the crevices of the rock walls, penetrating into the depths of one’s bones.

This place is too gloomy, it doesn’t look like the sealed location of the Holy Sword.

As we continue forward, the sunlight is completely obscured.

Deep within the valley is a cliff, and beneath the cliff, there are clusters of nameless flowers in a blood-red hue, with golden specks shimmering between their petals.

“What… what kind of flower is this?”

Even the knowledgeable Feng Yaoqing cannot identify the species of these flowers.

“Let’s go down and take a look.”

Shen Wanqing leaped from the cliff and landed firmly on the ground, accompanied by a gust of wind that caused the petals to tremble.

Upon approaching closely, they noticed that each flower emitted a scent of decaying flesh, accompanied by a faint hint of blood.

“These are…”

Ji Feichen reached out and lightly touched a petal, causing it to quiver and then curl around his fingertip.

“Soul Withering Flower,” he recognized, “heavy with yin energy. Those who sacrificed their names and souls cannot be reincarnated or transcend, only leaving behind a Soul Withering Flower in this place.”

“I remember, it requires a sacrifice of three hundred and forty-one individuals for the Solitary Light Sword to break the seal again, and now there are…”

Before Ji Feichen could finish counting, Shen Wanqing interjected, “Three hundred and forty.”

One more flower was needed.

One more person was missing.

This was a predetermined plot.

Ji Feichen remained silent, gripping the sword handle inch by inch. Then he raised his head and looked ahead, saying, “Let’s continue forward. Weren’t you looking for the Solitary Light Sword?”

These words made Shen Wanqing slightly startled, and she turned to look at him, saying, “Aren’t you also…”

“Once, I did indeed want to find the Solitary Light Sword and save the world from peril,” Ji Feichen looked into her eyes, “But how many of these souls in the Soul Withering Flowers willingly died, and how many had to die?”

The wind rustled the grass.

Some petals lightly touched Ji Feichen’s hand, gently brushing against his fingertips.

“The world consists of its people, and an individual is part of the world,” he turned his head to look at Shen Wanqing, extending his hand to gently rub her hair, “I can’t use a sword like this, it’s not righteous.”

“Foolishness knows no bounds.”

An old voice echoed from the top of the hill, filled with a hint of sighing, resounding heavily in the secluded valley.

It was someone from the Heavenly Dao Palace.

The black and white robes were lined up on both sides of the cliff. The Taoist priests stood solemnly, holding their swords, and a tremendous pressure instantly descended.

“Ji Feichen, do you know who is standing beside you?”

Throughout this journey, Ji Feichen seemed to be more silent compared to Feng Yaoqing.

But at this moment, he calmly lifted his gaze, his lips slightly curved, and he smiled gently and cleanly. He reached out and held Shen Wanqing’s arm, pulling her behind him, then looked up at the person and said, “She is someone I must save.”

“So, are you willing to collude with these demons?”

“She is not a demon,” Ji Feichen’s voice was clear. “She is my sister, an ordinary person who simply wants to live.”

The wind suddenly picked up.

Feng Yaoqing turned her head, looked at Shen Wanqing, then glanced at Xie Wuyan beside her, and gently said, “Go.”

“Sister Feng…”

“Feichen and I believe in what we see and feel,” Feng Yaoqing said. “Bring him back and leave this place.”