Imprisoned by Forced Love! The Yandere Disciple Tied My Hands and Told Me to Be Good - Chapter 22

After leaving Chunyu Establishment alone, Mu Chenyuan wandered through the pitch-black city like a headless fly. Moreover, he was walking in circles.

After he had circled the same area three times, the system finally couldn’t help but come online to mock him: 【Host, are you a road-blind?】

Mu Chenyuan stammered, “You… you didn’t tell me the specific location. How was I supposed to know where the sword is?”

【Even if you don’t know the direction, you shouldn’t circle the same spot three times, right?】

This damn system. Just as he had praised it for understanding human social cues, it started pulling the rug out from under him.

“Then as a system, don’t you have a GPS tracking function?”

【Sorry, Host, I do not.】 【Furthermore, I am also a road-blind.】

Mu Chenyuan: “…”

I praised it for nothing.

There was no other way; the rest would have to depend on himself. The only thing accompanying him was the flickering moonlight above. The dark clouds were becoming increasingly dense, as if a massive rainstorm was about to break at any moment. Because of this, the streets were completely deserted.

After wandering for a while longer, even the moonlight vanished entirely. Mu Chenyuan was left with nothing but an endless night. He finally stopped walking and began to think seriously.

He figured that since it was the original owner’s natal sword, there must be a resonance between the sword and the original owner’s body. After all, a natal sword is called such because it is forged using one’s own spiritual power and soul.

At this thought, Mu Chenyuan calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and sank his breath into his dantian, struggling to sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the surrounding area.

With this focus, he actually managed to sense it! After a moment, Mu Chenyuan snapped his eyes open.

“Found it!”

Mu Chenyuan was not the only one to open his eyes.

Inside the dim room scattered with clothing, Yue Qi, who had collapsed on the floor, also abruptly opened his eyes. His mint-green pupils were shrouded in a terrifying mist. The rims of his eyes were as red as fresh blood!

Yu Jinyao, who was sitting atop Yue Qi and had already torn open his upper collar, was struck with astonishment the moment he saw Yue Qi open his eyes.

“What!” “How…”

Before Yu Jinyao could finish his sentence, a powerful surge of demonic energy suddenly erupted from Yue Qi’s body! As if originating from the Nine Heavens of Hell, this demonic energy rapidly and tightly enveloped his body.

Yu Jinyao felt himself instantly lose control over his body. His entire person was involuntarily lifted off the ground by the demonic energy, suspended in mid-air. He widened his eyes in sudden terror, looking at Yue Qi’s frozen, deathly expression. Fear followed in quick succession.

The surging black demonic energy, like an endless tide, tightly coiled around his frame. His skin, which was originally as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade, was now suffering the ruthless erosion of the demonic energy.

Those wisps and strands of pitch-black energy, like venomous little snakes, greedily gnawed at his tender skin. As time passed, the erosion grew more severe, and Yu Jinyao’s physical condition became increasingly wretched.

His beautiful face was the first to be affected. His originally fair and delicate features were now covered in black veins, appearing hideous and terrifying. Next, these black veins rapidly spread across his entire body. Wherever they went, the skin began to rot and ooze pus.

Before long, the ulcerated skin began to take on a strange black hue, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the snow-white skin vanished, replaced by shocking black spots.

At this moment, his entire body was covered in piteous fluid. His exposed skin was a mangled mess of blood and flesh, a sight too gruesome to behold. Even his beautiful face had become more hideous and terrifying than a malevolent ghost.

He couldn’t stop screaming; his cries were even more tragic than when he had lost his arm!

“Aaaaahhhhh!” “Aaaaaaagh!!”

Yue Qi was deaf to it all. He sat up from the floor, the expression on his face as cold as thousand-year-old profound ice. Yet, there was a flicker of an almost frantic smile. Though he was smiling, every cold glint in his eyes was like a sharp blade.

With that eerie smile, Yue Qi quietly watched Yu Jinyao being slowly corroded by the demonic energy. He didn’t intend to kill Yu Jinyao immediately. Instead, he wanted to keep him hanging by a thread, using those melodious screams of agony to compensate for his own wretched mood.

Every time he was in a bad mood, this was how he vented his emotions.

Torture. Killing. Listening to the heart-wrenching screams of others.

Yu Jinyao, though tortured by Yue Qi until his screams wouldn’t stop, did not intend to show weakness. He knew he no longer had any path to survival. Even if he begged for mercy, Yue Qi would torture him to death.

Amidst his tragic screams, Yu Jinyao used every ounce of his strength to hiss at Yue Qi: “How pathetic… Yue Qi!”

“Do you know… Hahahaha… I explicitly told that Master you yearn for that you were going to die. Do you know what his reaction was…?”

Yue Qi’s pupils suddenly constricted. Even though he knew he would hear something he didn’t want to hear, he couldn’t help but ask: “What was his reaction?”

“He ran away without even looking back. There wasn’t a shred of hesitation, as if he couldn’t wait to escape you…”

“Oh, right… as he was running away, he even said that I must kill you. He’s utterly disgusted by you; he can’t wait for you to die!”

“Look, this is the person you love beyond salvation! He doesn’t care about you at all; he doesn’t love you at all! You are a demon and he is an immortal… Even if you weren’t a demon, you’re just a lowly fox demon. Do you think you’re worthy of him?!!”

“Admit it, Yue Qi! You are just a filthy, lowly creature lost in wishful thinking—including that self-righteous love of yours, which is equally wretched. It’s simply laughable and pathet AAAAAGH!!!”

Bang—!

Yu Jinyao’s body suddenly exploded, like every brilliant firework from earlier tonight. In an instant, blood splattered in all directions, and flesh flew everywhere!

Severed fingers, shattered bones, scattered eyeballs… they flew all over the room. The tea table, the bed, the walls, the screens, the cabinets, the windows, and the door paper—not a single spot was left without Yu Jinyao’s blood. The bloody scent in the room was so heavy it was suffocating.

Yue Qi had originally wanted to torture Yu Jinyao a while longer before granting him death. In the end, he couldn’t hold back. He sent him to hell ahead of schedule! Instead, it had become a release…

However, this did not grant Yue Qi’s wretched mood any relief. On the contrary, Yu Jinyao’s words from just now acted as salt in the wound of his already uncontrollable emotions!

Anger. Sorrow. The pain of unrequited longing…

All of it surged within his chest. Like the skeletal hands of a specter clutching his lifeblood, they sought to drag him bodily into a purgatory of burning karmic fire!

Yue Qi felt like he was on the verge of a breakdown! He suddenly felt his legs go weak; unable to stand, he knelt on the floor. Immediately, he spat out a large mouthful of blood onto the floor already soaked with gore!

With countless shocking trails of blood winding down his chin, he let out a shrill, wretched laugh.

“Heh… hehehehehehe…”

As expected, he had underestimated the power of the Soul-Devouring Gu. Originally, he thought it was nothing more than a mere insect. He never expected this Gu to gnaw away nearly half of his soul. If it hadn’t bitten through the Soul-Tethering Chain, causing him—who was extremely sensitive to the chain—to snap back to his senses, he might not have woken up.

But even waking up from that never-ending nightmare didn’t rid him of the pain. The Soul-Tethering Chain was broken. Master had run away. He was severely injured due to his damaged soul.

However…

Yue Qi stopped laughing. He slowly stood up. Using the back of his hand at the base of his thumb, he bit by bit wiped the blood from his chin.

Those hazy, mint-green eyes became the only clarity in a room full of blood. He lowered his head. His silver hair, long since stained red by blood, veiled his eyes as he bowed. But it couldn’t hide the gloom in his gaze.

Nor could it hide his morbid murmur.

“Master…” “You cannot escape.”

“I am no longer that ‘July’ who only knows how to plead bitterly yet never receives.” “I am now Yue Qi…” “The… Demon Venerable, Yue Qi.”

Yue Qi clenched his palms, his long, sharp nails sinking deep into his flesh. The black, mist-like demonic energy on his body suddenly erupted, surging frantically! It flew out in all directions, passing through the walls.

Then, Yue Qi lifted his head. His originally clear green eyes had turned a blood-like crimson. Within them was an endless, churning, frantic demonic energy!

“Master, I will make you regret this…” “Regret the words you have said both in the past, and tonight.”