How to Handle a Sickly Yandere Demon God - Chapter 7

The following days continued in the same pattern.

Xiao Hei’s movements were even more punctual than clocking in for work. As soon as the sun rose, he would disappear into the forest, and as the sun set, whenever she went to look for him, he would voluntarily return.

Until one day, when she was so exhausted from healing that she slept straight through until evening, forgetting to go and search for him. When she woke up in a panic, she had no idea how long Xiao Hei had been standing by her bedside.

After that, he started returning on his own at the usual time. Occasionally, he would even come back earlier than expected, something that had never happened before. Whenever this occurred, she would seize the opportunity to activate her healing skill, finish the treatment quickly, and get to bed earlier.

After nearly two months of her diligent efforts, Xiao Hei’s injuries had improved significantly. From then on, she only needed to treat him once every few days, so she decided it was time to move back to her own room.

Glancing at the recliner she had grown attached to after sleeping on it for so long, she almost shed tears of bittersweet emotion.

Yes, the recliner had been her bed during this period.

Since she couldn’t catch a glimpse of Xiao Hei during the day, and the herbal medicine Yue Baiyin had prepared was of no use, she had no choice but to utilize the nighttime to channel her spiritual energy as a healing resource.

Even though it was her own bed, she didn’t dare sleep in it, resorting instead to curling up on the recliner until daybreak. Skr.

Gu Nuo visited a few times, each time leaving with a darkened expression. Yue Baiyin, on the other hand, was quite understanding and even suggested that she widen the bed so that the two of them could sleep together, making the healing process more convenient.

She scolded Yue Baiyin angrily, saying, “Men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things, don’t you understand that?”

Yue Baiyin argued back, “In cultivation, what does gender matter? If the Joyful Union Sect thought like you, they might as well give up on cultivation altogether!”

Fine. It turned out she was the one clinging to outdated customs.

That night, she blissfully slept in her newly made quilt, feeling as though she were floating on clouds, utterly content!

She was certain she would have a dreamless, perfect sleep!

But in the middle of the night, she suddenly sensed someone in the room. Opening her eyes, she saw Xiao Hei standing at the head of her bed.

Even with such a handsome face, his presence and posture at that hour were enough to scare her to death.

Covering her chest, she sat up. The weary feeling of a mother dealing with a mischievous child washed over her again. Forcing a gentle smile, she said, “Why aren’t you sleeping, Xiao Hei? Be good and go back to bed.”

“What? Not sleeping with me anymore?” Seeing her awake, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but his eyes were filled with mockery. His voice, like the chime of jade striking jade, was exceptionally pleasant.

Xu Xingxing was so shocked that she momentarily ignored his words, her drowsiness vanishing instantly. “You can speak?”

Wasn’t it absurd? Two months! They had slept in the same room for nearly two months! Only today did she hear him speak for the first time!

“Answer.” Xiao Hei seemed to have lost his patience. His expression suddenly turned cold, his eyelashes lowering slightly as he looked down at her.

…Why did it always feel like he was the master and she was the dog?

“Because you’re almost healed. From now on, I won’t need to treat you at night.”

“Why didn’t you inform me?”

Probably because I couldn’t find you during the day.

Xu Xingxing patiently coaxed him like a doting mother. “Master told me today that from now on, I only need to treat you once every five days. I didn’t see you during the day, and I was too tired at night, so… Huh? You’re leaving already?”

Xiao Hei did not return that night.

Yue Baiyin told her this the next day.

Having played the role of a mother for so long, she also wanted some freedom. Waving her hand dismissively, she said, “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. He’ll come back on his own tonight.”

But that night, he still did not return.

At first, she wasn’t concerned. Dogs need their freedom, after all, even Uncle Hei yearned for the open fields.

But after five consecutive days without a trace of Xiao Hei, she truly began to panic.

She closed her eyes to sense his presence, only to find that Xiao Hei was not in the Spirit Beast Mountain, nor even in Kunlun!

He had run away from home!

Xuan City at the foot of Kunlun was a sizable town, its morning market bustling with crowds and noise.

A young woman sat in a steamed bun shop, eating with great relish. Her striking appearance and unrefined eating manners drew curious glances from passersby.

Only after finishing five buns and letting out a burp did Xu Xingxing vaguely notice the stares from those around her.

Unbothered, she packed two more buns and continued her stroll.

Half a month ago, after discovering Xiao Hei had left, she thought it might be for the best to let him go free, as she had indeed promised him before.

But one night, she suddenly sensed Xiao Hei’s agitation and fluctuating spiritual energy, and her heart sank with foreboding. Sure enough, the next day, Fang Zhiming informed her that a mansion in Xuan City at the foot of Kunlun had caught fire.

Xiao Hei was currently lingering in this very city.

The suspect behind the incident was obvious without even needing to be named.

“Recently, there have been unusual movements in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Kunlun is unable to handle this matter, so we must trouble you, Senior Sister, to investigate,” Fang Zhiming, usually carefree, said with unusual seriousness.

And so, the scene of her eating steamed buns at the beginning unfolded.

As Xu Xingxing walked through the lively, clamorous streets, she couldn’t help but reflect.

It had only been a little over thirty years since the Demon Extermination War. While traces of that day still lingered in Kunlun, the human cities showed no signs of the past conflicts.

Among the three realms, humans were the most fragile, their bodies easily destroyed, devoid of any spiritual power. Yet they were also the strongest, unyielding and endlessly resilient.

She headed toward the scene of the incident but found it guarded by soldiers. As expected, she was stopped, so she decided to find a place to stay first.

Night fell quickly, and the city gradually quieted down. Only when all was silent did Xu Xingxing stretch lazily and leap out of the window.

Evading the city patrols was no challenge, and she soon arrived at the site of the incident.

Even before getting close, she caught the pungent smell of burning. As she approached, even Xu Xingxing, who prided herself on having witnessed grand scenes, was taken aback. Before her lay a charred wasteland, the mansion completely gone, its original form unrecognizable. Sturdy stones had shattered, the lakebed had cracked dry, and nothing remained but scattered debris.

She recalled Fang Zhiming’s words, her brow furrowing tightly.

“All 218 people in the mansion perished. If it really was Xiao Hei, I’m afraid…”

He didn’t finish, but she understood.

If it really was Xiao Hei, even if she resolved to protect him, Kunlun would inevitably step in to eliminate him.

Before coming, she had already decided: if it truly was Xiao Hei, she would personally send him to his end, no need for Kunlun to intervene.

No matter how important the mission, no matter that he was the first spirit beast she had ever saved, there was no justification for taking human lives so recklessly.

Someone’s here!

Distracted by her troubled thoughts, she hadn’t noticed there was another person among the ruins!

“Who’s there!”

She formed a hand seal, ready to cast a spell, when a voice rang out. In the stillness of the deep night, it carried a compelling force:

“So, it really is you.”

Xu Xingxing froze. “Xiao Hei?”

She had imagined chasing him down, cornering him until he had no escape. She had also envisioned righteously turning against him, tearfully striking him down.

But she never expected they would meet so casually at the crime scene.

Why didn’t the suspect seem the least bit evasive?

Xiao Hei had already tied up all of his black hair, pulling it high at the back of his head, with a long ponytail cascading down to his waist. A few stray strands casually framed his face, leaving his stunning features completely exposed.

He curled his lips into a smile, though his eyes held no warmth. “What? Missing me?”

…

Why had she spent two months with him without realizing he was such a frivolous and narcissistic dog?

Xu Xingxing had always preferred to get straight to the point. She asked directly, “Did you set this fire?”

Xiao Hei stood with his back to the moonlight, making it impossible for her to discern his expression. His tone was dismissive:

“What’s it to you?”

Then, he turned slightly, allowing the moonlight to illuminate his profile, tracing a perfect line along the bridge of his nose and the curve of his eyelids.

“Since we’re acquainted, I’ll advise you to leave as soon as possible.”

Xu Xingxing let out a cold laugh. “None of your damn business!”

Xiao Hei glanced at her but showed no intention of continuing the conversation. He turned to leave.

“You know we’ve formed a Beast Contract, right?”

She conjured an ice sword and pressed it against her own neck. “The Beast Contract can only be broken by death, and the death referred to here is that of the beast. If the beast dies, the contract is void. If the human dies, the beast cannot survive either.”

The Beast Contract, created by humans, was never an equal treaty for the beasts. No matter how much humans loved their beasts, they would never value the beast’s life above their own.

Xiao Hei halted and turned to look at her, the smile vanishing from his face. His dark eyes, devoid of light, were filled with a chilling coldness. After a long pause, he smiled again, this time with a hint of madness. “Go ahead, try.”

Gritting her teeth, Xu Xingxing prepared to press the blade a little deeper as a warning. But in the next moment, a flash of red light streaked before her eyes, and her ice sword was already in his hand.

He toyed with it for a moment, marveling, “It’s real ice.”

In the next instant, he drew the blade across the back of his hand. Blood immediately trickled out, yet he seemed oblivious, casually remarking, “Harder than ice.”

With that, the ice sword vanished completely from his hand. He clapped his hands lightly and said, “Stop the act. I’m leaving.”

A massive pillar of ice erupted from the ground, blocking his path.

Xu Xingxing could clearly feel his aura drop abruptly. She quickly shouted,

“I want to go with you!”

He seemed to pause for a moment, the killing intent receding. When he turned back, his face was full of playful mockery. “I have nowhere to go.”

She replied without hesitation, “Then I want you to come with me!”

After all, she needed to keep an eye on him.

After a brief silence, he smiled brilliantly, like a poppy flower in full bloom, his voice tinged with a seductive allure.

“Alright.”

Staring at her bed, which had once again been taken over, Xu Xingxing felt a twinge of regret.

Xiao Hei, on the other hand, was completely at ease. Under her resentful gaze, his breathing soon became steady and even.

Resigned, she made a bed on the floor but inadvertently caught sight of the fresh red mark on the back of his exposed hand.

Recalling his earlier actions, the corner of her mouth twitched.

What kind of crazy temper was this? If he were selling knives, would he have to slash himself every time a customer asked if the blade was sharp, just to prove its quality?

Xu Xingxing shuddered at her own thought…

Sighing, she resigned herself to her fate and sat by the bed, channeling her spiritual energy to begin healing.

It was remarkable. Ever since they had formed the Beast Contract, her spiritual energy worked better on Xiao Hei than any healing spell. In no time, the wound had healed completely, restoring his flawless skin.

Xiao Hei’s hand was delicate, smooth, pale, and slender, even more beautiful than hers, though significantly larger. She stared intently, even gently stroking the back of his hand with her index finger.

Damn! It’s ridiculously smooth.

Just as she was about to reach out with her finger again, a sudden intuition made her feel someone’s gaze upon her. Xu Xingxing immediately changed her expression, putting on a face full of concern and pity: “Oh dear, such a beautiful hand, we can’t let it get hurt again.”

After all the effort I put into healing you, what’s wrong with a little touch?

Unexpectedly, the hand slowly rose and gently pressed against the side of her face. Xiao Hei leisurely stood up, his voice dripping with temptation: “If you like it so much, shall I cut it off for you?”