Chapter 35: The Villain Senior Brother Is About to Turn Dark, the Psychotic Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [35]

Chapter 35: The Villain Senior Brother is About to Turn Dark, the Crazy Junior Brother Pretends to Be Blind [35]

This turn of events came sooner than Bai Yan had expected.

Although he had said those things to Mo Yu and Mo Qing, and had also sent word to Mo Yin's side, he hadn't expected them to actually manage to dethrone the Demon Sovereign in just one night.

He'd only meant to get them to speed things up.

The Demon Sovereign wasn't someone to mess with either, especially since he was extra wary of these particular people.

Before, they'd been hiding their tracks well, but now they were forced to act early—and whenever you act, you're bound to leave traces.

And that was exactly the opening he used to tip off the Demon Sovereign about their plans.

Knowing the Demon Sovereign's personality, once he found out, there was no way he'd just sit back—he'd definitely strike first.

Which would force them to act even faster...

After that, it'd be their problem to sort out.

He was just an "outsider" who posed no threat to either side, sitting back to watch the show.

Once they'd worn each other out, that's when he'd make his move.

Bai Yan had planned everything out perfectly, but he hadn't expected them to move faster than he'd figured.

Within just one day, he noticed a bunch of unfamiliar demons showing up around the outside of his residence.

Those demons didn't mean him any harm, but they were clearly keeping him under house arrest.

Through 717, Bai Yan also found out what was going on in the demon palace.

Mo Yin had struck early with his pre-arranged forces, but had coincidentally run straight into Mo Yu's people.

The Demon Sovereign had originally planned to turn the tables, using this chance to wipe out Mo Yu and Mo Qing directly while taking back the power they held.

But he hadn't counted on Mo Yin showing up too.

The sky over the demon palace was almost stained red with blood, and the air reeked of it.

Bai Yan sat under the peach blossom tree in his courtyard, playing with the little fox.

The first message he got was from the Demon Sovereign, who'd sent him a spirit butterfly, hoping he'd come help.

He even promised that if Bai Yan came, he'd give him the thing to fix the Twin Gu Worm.

717 sighed and spoke up: [Big Shot, the situation right now is pretty awkward.]

It projected the scene from the demon palace's main hall straight to Bai Yan so he could see exactly how things stood.

Both Mo Yin and the Demon Sovereign were badly hurt.

Mo Yu was out cold in Mo Qing's arms, in an unknown state—alive or dead. Mo Qing didn't look hurt on the outside, but his cultivation had been crippled, and he could barely keep himself up.

The whole main hall of the demon palace was a river of blood. Demon corpses were piled up thick, like a mountain of bodies in a sea of blood straight out of hell.

Even without having been there himself, just looking at this scene was enough to imagine how brutal it had been.

Now only the few of them were left in the hall, stuck in a standoff, but everyone they could've relied on was dead.

They'd all overestimated themselves and underestimated their opponents—or maybe they'd just never considered that the enemy they were up against was never just one person.

[It's kind of impressive that he still thinks of me at a time like this.]

Bai Yan rubbed his wrist and crushed the spirit butterfly that had brought the message. He stood up, stretched, and couldn't help frowning.

[717, scan my body data and see if anything's off... I feel like I've been sleeping way too deeply these past few days, and I've been having weird nightmares.]

At first it was vines, then it turned into a human figure, but he couldn't make out the face.

This weird thing left him with a feeling he couldn't shake.

The dreams were too real. He'd never dreamed this often before, let alone dreams like these...

More importantly, after waking up, he always felt a little off—his whole body felt uncomfortable, but there didn't seem to be anything actually wrong.

Bai Yan had already checked himself several times without finding anything, so he could only put his hopes on 717.

717 scanned him once and frowned too: [There's nothing wrong, Big Shot. I've checked—no internal injuries, no external ones. Your body's perfectly fine.]

[Maybe you've just been pushing yourself too hard. Ever since we got to the demon realm, I haven't seen you rest much, so that's probably why you've been sleeping so deep these days... As for the nightmares.]

717 thought for a moment, then went on:

[Once this world's mission is done, I'll trade for a pill for you in the system space. I guarantee you won't have nightmares ever again!]

Bai Yan clicked his tongue and let out a soft "tch," but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He suddenly found himself missing his old system.

The one that had bound itself to him on its own, telling him that once he completed the mission, it would grant him one wish.

It was also a villain system, but that little one was way more capable than 717 and knew a lot more tricks.

Unfortunately, after discovering the truth, in order to help him escape the Supreme God's space, it had died at the hands of that thing, the Supreme God.

A dark glint flashed through Bai Yan's eyes, but he quickly pushed his emotions down.

He just silently repeated the words "Supreme God" in his heart.

He'd make it back to the Supreme God's space eventually, and he'd use the very fortune the Supreme God cared most about to destroy him!

Bai Yan picked up the little fox and grabbed the medicinal ointment he'd prepared earlier, ready to head to the main hall.

He wasn't sure what kind of shape those people were in right now, so to be safe, he needed to bring everything he might need.

If they were about to die, he'd send them off. If they could still be saved, he'd finish them off with one more hit.

Bai Yan kept teasing the little fox as he thought about all this:

"Come on, sweetheart, the show's about to end. We should go check it out."

Ye Beiyu rolled over in his arms, getting into a more comfortable position.

He lifted his paw and pressed it against Bai Yan's chest, then nuzzled his head against him, acting spoiled without a shred of shame.

After these past few days, Ye Beiyu had already grown accustomed to being in his fox form.

He'd even given up on the idea of locking Bai Yan up and keeping him close.

After all, being held in Bai Yan's arms like this, carried everywhere, sleeping together, and even sneaking a few nibbles at night—

Why would he need to use shady tricks to keep him locked down?

He really didn't want to mess up what they had.

Bai Yan didn't notice the little fox acting weird. At first, he'd thought about leaving the fox in the bedroom while he handled business.

But the little guy was way too clingy, so he had no choice but to take him everywhere—now it was just a habit.

Even now, he wanted to bring him along to watch the show, and Bai Yan didn't see anything wrong with it.

The demons outside tried to get in Bai Yan's way.

Maybe because Bai Yan had been laying low for a while, they'd forgotten how he once took down a Demon General in one move.

Or maybe they figured that with sheer numbers, even if Bai Yan was strong, there was no way he could take all of them.

Bai Yan looked at the group of demons blocking his way with stern faces, and his usually gentle expression went cold.

"You really won't let me pass?"

His voice was icy, and the lead demon felt a chill run down his spine, but he still puffed up his chest and said:

"Young Lord! You're really putting us in a bind here! The Great Lord said these two days, you—ah!"

Before the lead demon could finish, a blade of spiritual energy flashed, and his head hit the ground.

His eyes went wide with shock and disbelief, his lips twitching like he wanted to say something, but he never got the chance.

The remaining demons stared at Bai Yan, wary and on guard, but couldn't help stepping back a couple of steps.

Almost instantly, everyone remembered what Bai Yan had done before.

Now, backing off meant death, but going at Bai Yan was basically suicide.

For a moment, they were stuck—no one dared to step forward, but no one dared to let him leave either.

"Young Lord, please don't make this difficult for us..."

Another demon spoke up, voice shaking, sounding a lot more respectful.

But Bai Yan didn't let them finish. Holding the little fox in one arm, he raised the other hand and snapped his fingers.

A streak of light spilled from his fingertips, and in an instant, it shot through the air, wrapping around and binding all the demons!

Bai Yan didn't have the patience to keep messing with them.

In that instant, the air filled with the thick stench of blood.

Bai Yan couldn't help frowning—he'd always hated killing, hated the smell of blood.

Even after going through so many worlds and playing so many villains, it never got easier.

Things like this were as routine to him as eating and drinking, yet he still hated the smell of blood.

Bai Yan walked away from the scene with a light step.

Maybe because he was also covered in the thick smell of blood.

Every now and then, he ran into a few demons on the way—whether they were friend or foe, none of them tried to stop him.

That eased the frown on Bai Yan's face.

Yeah, he definitely preferred dealing with people who knew when to back off...

By the time he reached the demon palace's main hall, carrying the little fox with quick, light steps, there wasn't a single demon left on the road.

All that was left was the stench of blood stinging his nose, blood that had dyed nearly the entire palace red, leaving him no clean spot to step, and the corpses of those demons.

Bai Yan looked at the hall, just a few dozen steps away, the path a river of blood...

He stopped, standing on the only clean spot left, and looked down as the blood crept toward his feet.

He spoke softly to the little fox in his arms:

"Don't look, baby."

With that, he raised a hand and made a hand seal.

Instantly, a flame leaped from his fingertips, burning away all the corpses and every trace until nothing was left!

The firelight painted the sky red, yet he walked through it, completely calm.

The raging flames devoured everything but didn't touch him at all.

In the system space, 717 watched the scene, eyes wide in disbelief, voice shaking:

"B-Boss..."

Bai Yan: "Hm?"

Seeing that he actually responded, 717 got so excited he almost bit his tongue, blurting out:

"Boss, I want to take care of you for life!"

Bai Yan: "(●—●)"