How to Handle a Sickly Yandere Demon God - Chapter 15

Fang Zhiming’s tears streamed down his face once more. Xu Xingxing panicked and reached for a cloth, but before she could grab it, Fang Zhiming wrapped his arms around her waist and burst into loud sobs.

She spent a long time comforting him and didn’t leave his room until midnight.

By then, the Spirit Beast Mountain had grown quiet. The sky was dotted with stars, and a river of stars, like scattered diamonds, stretched across the heavens, dazzlingly beautiful.

As she gazed in awe, Xiao Hei suddenly landed in front of her. Startled, she clutched her chest and asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Xiao Hei ignored her question and remarked, “You really can be anyone’s confidante, can’t you?”

“It’s all because of your big mouth today,” she retorted, stepping around him and pointing to a room at the end of the corridor. “You’ll sleep in that room. No one has touched anything in there since you left.”

With that, she pushed open the door to the adjacent room, yawning as she entered. Just as she closed the door and prepared to get into bed, she was startled to find Xiao Hei already sitting on the bed, about to lie down.

Xu Xingxing was astonished. She glanced at the door, then back at him. “How did you get in?”

Xiao Hei didn’t answer. He lay down and closed his eyes.

Xu Xingxing: ???

Feeling utterly helpless, she turned to leave. “Fine, I’ll sleep in your room then.”

She tried to open the door several times, even yanking at it with all her strength, but it didn’t budge. Xu Xingxing was speechless. “Are you three years old?”

Rolling her eyes at the figure on the bed, she headed for the window:

If the door won’t open, I’ll just climb out the window!

…It wouldn’t open either.

What on earth does this guy want?!

Xu Xingxing sat on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, suppressing her anger as she asked, “What exactly do you want?”

Without opening his eyes, Xiao Hei pointed to the floor. “You sleep here.”

Oh, for heaven’s sake!

“So why should I sleep on the floor when there’s a perfectly good bed right here?!”

Xiao Hei completely ignored her futile rage, his breathing already steady and even.

After several more attempts, Xu Xingxing realized she couldn’t very well tear the door down in the middle of the night. She also remembered that she had only just managed to reconcile with this infuriating creature and didn’t want to ruin their truce after just one day.

Chanting “peace and love” to herself several times, she viciously yanked the blanket off him and made do on the floor for the night.

The blanket was thin, and she slept fitfully on the hard surface. As soon as Xiao Hei woke up, she dragged him off the bed and rolled onto it herself to catch up on sleep.

Fang Zhiming had prepared breakfast early and hurried off to Sunflare Mountain. He didn’t return at noon, and it wasn’t until late at night that they heard his door open. This pattern repeated every day.

During this time, Kunlun summoned her and Xiao Hei, intending to punish him. Xu Xingxing defended Xiao Hei’s innocence before the assembly and later brought in Luo Zisheng and Mo Yin as witnesses, which finally convinced them somewhat.

However, some elders insisted that Xiao Hei wasn’t entirely blameless and should still face some punishment. Xu Xingxing cut them off by declaring, “I am willing to share the punishment with my spirit beast.”

No one dared to directly punish the savior except for Xu Yi. It was precisely by leveraging this status that Xu Xingxing spoke with such unwavering confidence.

As for Xu Yi, fortunately, he was away from Kunlun due to disturbances in the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss. Otherwise, the two of them would have inevitably clashed again.

Now, back to Luo Zisheng and Mo Yin.

Although they had all stayed in the sect, Yue Baiyin did not directly take them as disciples. His reasoning was the same as Fang Zhiming’s, while the path of immortal cultivation might seem glamorous to outsiders, it was far from easy. The hardships and dangers along the way were not something outsiders could comprehend. Thus, he allowed them to gain experience first before making a decision.

And so, Luo Zisheng, Mo Yin, and Tao Fuzhong followed Yue Baiyin into the mountains to train every morning.

Of course, they invited her too, but she simply shut her door and ignored them.

Standing outside her door, Yue Baiyin lectured the other three: “Xing’er has formed a beast contract with the high-level spiritual beast Huo Dou. She can advance her cultivation effortlessly, unlike you. Since you don’t have her luck, don’t learn to be this lazy.”

The three repeatedly agreed.

Inside the room, Xu Xingxing rolled over and continued sleeping.

During the day, the Beast Taming Sect became unusually quiet. Since Fang Zhiming was busy cultivating, no one was left to prepare lunch.

After five consecutive days of drinking nothing but rice porridge, Xu Xingxing felt her life growing increasingly dull. On the verge of despair, she dragged the equally idle Xiao Hei out to search for food.

Standing on the streets of Xuan City, she felt refreshed and overjoyed. The moment she tasted meat, the gloom of the past few days instantly vanished.

The mortal world was truly worth it!

She praised the food to Xiao Hei: “The dishes at this restaurant are absolutely delicious!”

Then she ate there for half a month straight.

Once she finally grew tired of it, she switched to another restaurant, lavishing it with the same praise and eating there for another half a month.

Xiao Hei went from being disdainful and puzzled to tentatively accepting, and eventually to offering thoughtful critiques, she had successfully cultivated him into a fine dining companion.

But every night, she found herself troubled, as she was still forced to sleep on the floor.

For the first half-month, she endured it because his sleeping face was pleasant to look at. For the latter half, she tolerated it due to her “Uncle Hei” bias. Just as she was about to reach her limit, she finally discovered the reason behind Xiao Hei’s behavior.

One noon, after she and Xiao Hei finished a meal, they ran into Meng Gouzi on the street. To express his gratitude, Meng Gouzi invited them to his home for a visit. Unable to decline, she reluctantly followed.

Neighbors who had also moved from the mountain stronghold brought good food and wine to thank her. Xu Xingxing, who loved lively gatherings, happily drank a few cups.

Xiao Hei was initially resistant, his expression sour. He tried to leave several times, but Xu Xingxing forcibly pulled him back and made him drink a few cups. After that, he became surprisingly obedient.

By the time the meal ended, it was very late. Meng Gouzi had prepared two guest rooms.

Xu Xingxing happily headed straight for one of them, locked the door without a word, and secretly peeked through the crack to see Xiao Hei glance at her door before entering the room next door.

She slept peacefully but was awakened in the middle of the night by an urgent need to relieve herself. Getting up, she felt a splitting headache. After using the outhouse, she held her head and made her way back.

The night was dark, her head throbbed, and she walked with her head down, so it wasn’t until she entered the room that she realized something was amiss.

The window inside was wide open, and Xiao Hei sat leaning against it, gazing outside.

The cool moonlight illuminated his profile and reflected off the golden bell around his neck. His usually somewhat bewitching appearance now seemed strangely innocent and lonely.

Suddenly sobered, she tried to retreat and casually asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

“Can’t sleep.”

He turned his head slightly to look at her. Frost-like light glimmered on his eyelashes, and his always dark, expressionless eyes now held an unusually profound sense of solitude.

Perhaps due to the amount of wine she had drunk today, she felt her face grow warm. As if possessed, she blurted out, “You don’t mean you can’t sleep unless you’re with me, do you?”

He seemed to ponder this seriously for a moment before replying, “Yes.”

Uh… Xu Xingxing’s slightly intoxicated mind struggled to process this:

Was she some kind of sleeping pill?

“What kind of problem is that? You’re not afraid of the dark, are you?” Xu Xingxing muttered under her breath.

Xiao Hei was silent for a long time before suddenly laughing:

“So that’s it.”

Xu Xingxing distinctly felt her heart skip a beat.

It was as if the god of mischief had accidentally revealed a vulnerable side, making even his usually mischievous face appear fragile, beautiful like a night-blooming cereus under the moonlight, something one dared not touch lightly.

The next day, recalling Xiao Hei’s words from the night before, she didn’t believe them at all. Yet, his lonely demeanor had been so pitiful that she simply closed the door, rolled into bed, shifted inward, and declared:

“I’m not sleeping on the floor!”

Her head was spinning badly, and after saying this, she fell asleep immediately, unaware of anything else.

She assumed Xiao Hei would sleep by the bedside, after all, this bed was much larger than the one at home, and they had already been sharing a room for several months. By now, she had long shed any reservations.

But when she woke up, she saw Xiao Hei sitting at the corner of the bed, arms crossed, head leaning against the bedpost, sleeping soundly.

This was the first time she had seen Xiao Hei asleep in the morning light. His head was slightly bowed, strands of hair gently falling on either side of his cheeks. A breeze from outside the window softly stirred his black hair, causing the golden bell to sway slightly. Without his usual fierceness, his handsome features appeared exceptionally gentle and docile.

Her heart couldn’t help but tremble.

Unconsciously, she slowed her breathing and quietly watched him until he woke up.

Xiao Hei was always sensitive to being watched. The moment he awoke, his eyes met Xu Xingxing’s directly. She stiffened but pretended nothing was wrong, asking, “Why did you sleep sitting up?”

Xiao Hei had returned to his familiar self. He raised an eyebrow and sneered, “What? Did you want me to sleep next to you?”

Xu Xingxing: …I shouldn’t have felt sorry for him!

But after returning home, she still added an extra bed to the room.

Those Years I Shared a Room with My Lifebound Spirit Beast.

Yue Baiyin smiled approvingly. “Silly disciple, finally doing something proper.”

Fang Zhiming looked puzzled. “Ancestor Master, why don’t you say that to Master directly?”

Yue Baiyin had previously mentioned that to master the Beast Taming Sect’s techniques faster, it was best to stay inseparable from one’s lifebound spirit beast day and night.

At the time, Gu Nuo had been so angry because, after forming the beast contract, her career as a sword cultivator was essentially over. It wasn’t that she would lose all her cultivation, it was just that her progress in the sword path would halt at the Nascent Soul stage, making further advancement nearly impossible.

Xu Xingxing, however, didn’t mind. She wasn’t from this world, so completing her mission was her priority. Besides, she felt her current abilities were more than sufficient.

After all, there weren’t many cultivators in the world who had reached the Divine Transformation realm.

Yes, she had actually already reached the Divine Transformation stage. When the system repaired her meridians, it conveniently boosted her cultivation by one level.

The system said that unless someone was at the Unity stage or above, they wouldn’t be able to tell, and there were no Unity-stage cultivators in the world today.

But back then, Yue Baiyin had given her a strangely lingering glance, which made her anxious for a long time. Fortunately, he never brought it up afterward, so she assumed he must have been mistaken.

Yue Baiyin spat out the melon seed shell from his mouth and said, “What do you know? Xiao Hei is already a top-tier spirit beast, and Xing’er’s aptitude is exceptionally high. If they both cultivate diligently, she will surely reach the Refining Void stage within five years, no, it’s even possible she’ll reach the Unity stage.”

Fang Zhiming looked skeptical. “I don’t believe it. Do you believe it, Senior Sister?”

Tao Fuzhong picked up the melon seed shells Yue Baiyin had spat on the floor and tossed them into the trash bin, chiming in, “Ancestor Master, don’t talk nonsense. Senior Sister has to start cultivating from the Golden Core stage, how could she progress so quickly?”

Xu Xingxing shook her head while cracking melon seeds. “Believing is one thing, but not cultivating is another. How about you help me persuade Xiao Hei to practice with me, Master?”

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you,” Yue Baiyin grabbed another handful of melon seeds. “Solve your own problems, why make things difficult for your master?”

With that, he walked away. Tao Fuzhong swept up the remaining melon seed shells on the floor and reminded them, “Don’t litter around.”

Then he went after Yue Baiyin.

“Why aren’t you cultivating today?” Xu Xingxing asked, turning to Fang Zhiming, who was still cracking melon seeds.

“Senior Sister, I was just about to tell you,” Fang Zhiming brushed the melon seed crumbs off his clothes. “A hundred miles away from Kunlun, in Qingzhou City, a sudden blizzard has been raging for over a month for some unknown reason. The common people are suffering greatly. Two fellow cultivators were sent half a month ago, but they haven’t returned yet, and we can’t reach them through communication talismans. Master has ordered me to investigate whether it’s caused by demonic creatures.”

[Detected the presence of a spirit beast in this area. Host, please proceed together.]