Chapter 93: The Cold and Aloof Master Reads the Dragon Prince Protagonist’s Mind and Becomes Dark! (1)

Chapter 93: The Cold and Aloof Master Reads the Dragon Prince Protagonist's Mind and Becomes Dark! (1)

Duan Tianhe never viewed himself as a saint.

It's only natural for someone who has been unlucky for a long time to have complaints.

He was no exception.

However, many times he used "habit" to desensitize himself, telling himself that he was used to it—used to eating instant noodles without the flavoring packet, stepping in dog poop every time he went outside, and living on the brink of life and death during missions.

But being accustomed to it didn't mean he was indifferent or lacked hatred.

He hated the accursed heavens, hated the world, and even hated people who led normal lives.

Resentment accumulated in his heart, buried deep, never surfacing.

He pretended to be a normal person.

Until he met Song Chuyi.

He fell in love at first sight, harboring impure desires from the beginning.

He could use a thousand methods to keep Song Chuyi by his side, and he had rehearsed countless cruel plans in his mind.

But Ah'Chu was so kind.

So kind that he couldn't bear the thought of hurting him, so good that he couldn't stand seeing him unhappy.

Fortunately, Ah'Chu returned his feelings.

Fortunately, heaven still left him a way.

He was willing to let go of all his hatred and resentment, just wanting to be with Ah'Chu forever.

Together for a lifetime.

When the sun rose again, Song Chuyi, with a sore waist, dimly heard Xiaotong's voice through his foggy consciousness.

"Task completed. Does the host wish to detach from the world?"

Song Chuyi looked at the man kissing him and smiled.

"I won’t let go."

Xiaotong: "Okay, host, have a good time."

Xiaotong's voice gradually faded away, leaving only Duan Tianhe's affectionate whispers in his ears.

He raised his hand and touched Duan Tianhe's face. Poor big bad dog, of course, you should stay with me forever.

Time passed. When Duan Tianhe drew his last breath in Song Chuyi's arms, Song Chuyi heard Xiaotong's voice in his mind.

"Hurry, host! We need to leave now! Otherwise, the original body's corpse will be burned to ashes!"

Before Song Chuyi could respond, he felt a wave of dizziness.

Within just two seconds, scorching heat enveloped him.

He instinctively rolled to the side, using the dust to smother the flames, and quickly backed away, asking, "Xiaotong, do you have any water?"

Xiaotong: "No, host, hold on for another minute, someone will come to rescue you soon!"

Song Chuyi: ...

So I have to endure another minute of burning, huh.

That wouldn't do. He didn't want to end up charred.

Song Chuyi cast a water-summoning spell and poured it over his body. The hem of his clothes, which had been on fire moments ago, was extinguished.

Xiaotong: "Host! How do you know magic?"

"The original host knew a bit," Song Chuyi replied, "This seems to be a world of cultivation."

"There’s an old man in the original host’s mind, can you sense him?"

Xiaotong quickly detected, "Got it, the old man is asleep."

"He looks quite weak."

Song Chuyi smiled. "Of course he's weak. The old man only appears when the original body needs guidance."

"I now know what my identity is."

Xiaotong: "What is it?"

Song Chuyi: "Long Aotian!"

Xiaotong: "?"

"But the original body wasn't named Long Aotian." Xiaotong's voice sounded innocent. "The original body fled after glimpsing his fate while dying. He realized the antagonist was humiliating him and that he couldn't function as a man."

"However, this body has great potential. The main system even promised the original body it would send him to a world full of beautiful women."

Song Chuyi understood.

"Long Aotian, a straight man, unable to perform. No wonder the original body fled."

He didn't care about it. If one thing didn't work, there were other options; he simply didn't care.

Xiaotong: "Host, I'm sending you the antagonist's background now!"

Just as Song Chuyi received the story background, he had no time to process it before someone arrived, riding a sword.

The wind lifted his long robe, and the flames in the sky made his handsome face seem even colder.

The man’s gaze landed on Song Chuyi after a quick glance.

"Are you the only survivor?"

Song Chuyi nodded instinctively.

The man calculated something briefly, his brows twitching slightly, but the expression on his face didn't change.

"Forget it, would you be willing to return with me to the Heavenly Xuan Sect?"

Song Chuyi hurriedly nodded.

The next second, darkness descended, and he was knocked unconscious!

Fortunately, even when unconscious, his consciousness remained clear.

While he was unconscious, he could properly sort out the background of the world's antagonist.

The antagonist of this world was named Si Yuanye, the Master of the Sword Peak in the Xuan Tian Sect. He was revered as 'Sword Master' for having taken the path of the sword. In just a hundred years, he had reached the Core Formation stage, halfway to the Divine Transformation stage, and was unrivaled in the entire cultivation world.

However, no one knew that this esteemed Sword Master was born to a human woman and the Lord of the Demon Realm. The blood of the demon realm flowed in his veins, which was the root of his inner demon.

This inner demon impeded his cultivation progress and made him grow more distant.

It was at this time that the village where his birth mother once lived was struck by a fire. Even though his mother had long since passed away, he still came to the village and saved the original protagonist.

The original protagonist had a lucky encounter in his youth, with a powerful old man teaching him from within his spirit sea. He had remarkable talent and learned quite a bit.

Seeing his talent, Si Yuanye acknowledged him as a disciple.

However, the growth of the original protagonist was destined to come at the cost of his half-demon blood master. Later, Si Yuanye shattered his sword and turned into a demon, fought the original protagonist to the death, and even left him unable to have children.

In the end, during the great battle between immortals and demons, Si Yuanye entered the Divine Transformation stage and self-destructed, destroying the entire cultivation world.

In short, it was another world destroyed by the antagonist, who also met a tragic end, turning to ashes.

After organizing the background of the antagonist, Song Chuyi's long lashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes.

"Awake?"

Si Yuanye's cold voice sounded from nearby.

Song Chuyi sat up, his legs crossed, one hand propping his face as he looked at Si Yuanye sitting not far away.

Dressed in a deep green robe, with black hair like a waterfall, long and smooth, his face was stunningly beautiful.

However, at this moment, his brows were cold, and his eyes were devoid of waves, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

"I really want to see him cry," Song Chuyi mused silently.

Si Yuanye’s long lashes fluttered slightly. Had he just heard this boy’s thoughts?

Yet the boy had not spoken aloud.

"What’s your name?" It was rare for Si Yuanye to take the initiative to ask.

"Song Chuyi," he replied, thinking, *Now it’s your turn to give your name, right?*

Si Yuanye was now sure that despite Song Chuyi not speaking, he had heard his thoughts.

This must have been what he was thinking.

Without showing any change in expression, Si Yuanye gave his name and calmly continued,

"I see you have great potential. Are you willing to recognize me as your master?"