Chapter 14

Indoors were dimly lit, but the demon clan’s excellent night vision allowed Chiye to see Xie Fuyi curled up at the head of the bed as soon as he entered.

Chiye thought about the untouched food outside and lazily spoke up, “Why haven’t you eaten anything?”

Xie Fuyi was taken aback. “Who’s there?”

His voice, which hadn’t been heard for a long time, sounded hoarse, and combined with its softness, it sounded as if he had been crying.

Chiye furrowed his brows, remembering the opponent’s bloodshot eyes, and his previously nonchalant voice immediately turned somewhat nervously annoyed. “What are you crying about? Just slept with a man, didn’t you?”

Meanwhile, Xie Fuyi, who had been pondering strategies while curled up at the head of the bed, suddenly froze. The inexplicably familiar tone was identical to the one he had heard when he woke up on the first day after bringing back Ye Baixiao, annoyed and domineering.

Suddenly, memories of Ye Baixiao’s various anomalies flashed through Xie Fuyi’s mind. He had always found the protagonist a bit strange, as if he had two personalities… But because the plot outline he had received didn’t mention it, he gradually let it go.

But now he suddenly realized that when he and Yuehua fell into the valley, Ye Baisiao was able to use demon clan secret techniques to search for him throughout the Misty Valley. Only one person could achieve this level: the Demon Sovereign, Chiye.

So, the Demon Sovereign Chiye and the protagonist Ye Baixiao are the same person?

Was it his own limited thinking? The plot outline he had wasn’t complete to begin with. How could he be embarrassed to be the protagonist if there were no multiple identities in the novel?

Xie Fuyi’s thoughts raced, and his eyes lit up in an instant! He couldn’t reveal himself to Ye Baixiao, but he could with the Demon Sovereign Chiye!

Xie Fuyi looked alertly towards the source of the voice, vaguely sensing the extraordinary spiritual power of the cultivator. He murmured in astonishment, “You have the spiritual power of the demon clan. Are you a demon?”

His eyes widened instantly, and the next second, he wanted to escape through the window to call for help.

Chiye raised an eyebrow, only then realizing that the person’s familiarity was with the disciple who seemed obedient and respectful to him, Ye Baixiao, and not with him, the unrestrained demon in his heart.

Feeling a little annoyed, Chiye waved his hand and set up a barrier. He was already behind Xie Fuyi, easily grabbing both of his wrists together with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, pressing him down on the bed.

“Now that you know my identity, you should know that if you want to survive, you’d better behave.” Chiye lazily spoke, not denying his identity as Xie Fuyi guessed. He glanced at the man beneath him.

Except for the first time when he took advantage of Ye Baixiao’s emotional turmoil for half an hour, he had always been able to only look at this person through Ye Baixiao, causing him inexplicable frustration. Now, finally able to touch him with his own hands, he complied with his desires and leaned closer to sniff at his neck.

His tall figure almost completely enveloped Xie Fuyi’s slender body. With the palm pressing against his lips, he could still feel the warmth of Xie Fuyi’s breath, carrying a familiar scent of medicine.

“Chiye!” A cold, angry shout echoed in his mind.

Chiye paused for a moment in his movements, then smirked recklessly—finally, it was Ye Baixiao’s turn to be infuriated in his mind!

Unfortunately, this time Ye Baixiao’s emotions were unstable, trapped by Akino’s restraining spell. So, he could dominate the body for a long time.

“Don’t rush. You can’t do anything, and I won’t endure it.” Chiye communicated with him through his thoughts, his lazy voice rampant. “Besides, we share the same body, why is it always you accompanying him in cultivation? I can do it too.”

Ye Baixiao was infuriated.

Chiye ignored him, focusing on sensing the man beneath him.

“Demon Sovereign?” Xie Fuyi was startled, struggling slightly to speak. “I understand, let me go…”

His words were muffled as his mouth was covered, making it somewhat indistinct, and his tongue brushed against Chiye’s palm.

Chiye’s body stiffened as if his heart had been lightly touched by a feather, causing a tingling sensation. He quickly moved his hand away, his gaze on Xie Fuyi becoming murky—damn it, this man was seducing him!

Xie Fuyi was still panting after being released from the cover, but the dominant posture of the other party didn’t leave. He was still held down on the bed. The room was dim, and he couldn’t see the person’s expression clearly. He could only move in humiliation and say, “Let me go first! Since you are the Demon Sovereign, you must have come here for that rumor. We can make a deal.”

Chiye’s throat rolled, the soft skin of his palm, and the reddened eyes of the man beneath him made Chiye somewhat distracted until the other spoke and he came back to his senses. However, he didn’t release his grip. Xie Fuyi’s strength was too weak for him; restraining him with just one hand was effortless.

“A deal?” Chiye’s excellent night vision as a demon allowed him to see through Xie Fuyi’s cautious scrutiny and probing.

He casually wanted to laugh. What kind of deal could a mere pharmacist make with the Demon Sovereign?

But Xie Fuyi’s next words made him freeze in place.

“The Heavenly Prophecy states that the Dragon God was able to seal you a hundred years ago, and a hundred years later, he will seal you again. But I can help you kill him.” Xie Fuyi pursed his lips lightly and said indifferently, his expression cold.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the hand holding him tighten in an instant.

Chiye’s gaze changed, and his scorching breath whispered in his ear, word by word, “Xie Fuyi, do you know what you’re saying?”

Of course, he knew! It was meant for Ye Baixiao to hear!

Xie Fuyi frowned slightly. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you hear clearly?”

Being of the same origin as Ye Baixiao, Chiye could also sense the piercing pain the other was feeling at the moment. He gritted his teeth. “Are you saying you want to help me kill Ye Baixiao? Why? Because he deceived you in cultivation?”

“Enough!” Xie Fuyi, because of the words he mentioned, flashed a hint of humiliation and resentment in his eyes, uncontrollably shouting in anger, then quickly returning to normal, pursing his lips. “Not only because he deceived me, but also because the medicine made from his blood to enhance my spiritual power is too slow. I heard that there are countless treasures

 in the Demon Realm that can help people grow their spiritual power quickly. So, let’s make a deal. I’ll help you deal with him, and you’ll help me enhance my spiritual power.”

Chiye’s face turned white with pain for a moment. He could feel Ye Baixiao’s reaction at the moment, his heart-wrenching.

His voice was dry, and low, and hard to discern whether it was anger or joy. He was in extreme pain, but now he relaxed somehow, even chuckling softly—

“You’re quite something.”

He didn’t even know that this man was so hypocritical, not only deceiving Ye Baisiao but also deceiving him.

I’m afraid if this deceit about “cultivation” hadn’t been exposed, he probably would have continued pretending to be a good master and kept using him for blood.

In fact, as long as he spoke up, how could he not give it?

Unfortunately, he didn’t know that the Demon Lord Chiye and the War God Ye Baixiao were the same person.

Every word he said was heard by Ye Baixiao.

“Do you agree to this deal or not?” It seemed that Chiye hadn’t given a direct answer, and Xie Fuyi urged a bit anxiously.

Chiye stared deeply into his eyes with his red ones, lifted his lips slightly, “Of course, I agree. Killing the Dragon God effortlessly, this deal is worth it.”

As Chiye spoke, he leaned in closer, his lips almost touching Xie Fuyi’s earlobe. His fingers slid along Xie Fuyi’s neck, caressing the Adam’s apple that vibrated when he spoke, his low voice hoarse, “However…”

It was an unsettling gesture, making Xie Fuyi uncomfortable, so he instinctively tilted his head, trying to avoid the fingers on his neck. “However, what?”

Chiye’s fingers paused, his smiling red eyes inscrutable, “I feel like I’m getting the short end of the stick in this deal, so your conditions aren’t enough.”

Xie Fuyi, who had already exposed himself in front of the other party, didn’t care what the other wanted, “Then what else do you want?”

“I’m curious, what’s it like to be a pharmacist who can seduce even the Dragon God?” Chiye’s tongue traced over Xie Fuyi’s delicate earlobe casually as he spoke.

“Chiye!” Xie Fuyi’s body trembled, his earlobes turning red in an instant as they touched his neck. His face cold, he suppressed his anger. “We are both men!”

Xie Fuyi: …Damn it! They’re all going crazy one by one!