[Quick Transmigration] The Stunning Villain Trains His Dog Online - Chapter 2

The extreme cold faded away, and Xie Linfeng gradually regained consciousness. With a hoarse voice, he rasped, “Despicable tricks.”

Gently brushing the white frost from his brow with his fingertips, Shen Zaixin smiled with great amusement. “Call it whatever trick you like, as long as it works.”

Xie Linfeng stood up in silence. Remembering his actions just moments before, he closed his eyes.

Now, with his severe injuries unhealed, even if he managed to escape the Demon Palace, it would be difficult to protect himself under the watchful eyes of the Xie family. Moreover, Shen Zaixin possessed unfathomable strength, and with the blood contract binding him, further resistance would be no different from a mayfly trying to shake a tree. It would be wiser to heal his injuries first and plot his revenge later.

“Follow me.”

Xie Linfeng clenched the fists inside his sleeves repeatedly before finally following him in silence.

Leading him back to his bedchamber, Shen Zaixin walked around the screen, came to a halt beside the hot spring pool, glanced back at the expressionless man following him, and spoke indifferently.

“Take off your clothes.”

Hearing this, the man instantly stepped back in vigilance, looking very much like an innocent maiden about to be forced into prostitution. “What do you want to do?”

Even though this man was the Demon Lord, he did not kill him. Instead, he had planted a blood contract to trap him by his side. Who could have imagined he harbored such filthy intentions!

“Tsk.” Shen Zaixin wore an impatient look. With a flick of his fingertips, Xie Linfeng’s robes instantly shredded into strips.

Before Xie Linfeng could react, a white jade flute flew through the air and poked his waist, sending him tumbling straight into the warm spring water, completely drained of strength.

Shen Zaixin removed his shoes and socks, sat barefoot at the edge of the pool, and admired his disheveled appearance as he choked on the water.

The pool water happened to lap past Xie Linfeng’s waistline, his sleek, well-defined abdominal muscles vaguely visible amidst the swirling mists of steam.

Watching him drop his face in stoic forbearance, Shen Zaixin lazily issued an order.

“Come here.”

When Xie Linfeng approached, Shen Zaixin lifted a foot and stepped lightly onto his broad shoulder, lowering his gaze to look down at him. “From now on, you must soak in this spiritual spring for two hours every day.”

The spiritual spring was a sacred medicine for healing. Only once Xie Linfeng’s injuries were fully healed could the effects of his congenital spiritual marrow be brought to their absolute peak.

Shen Zaixin had never been stingy toward anything of value.

Feeling the endless stream of spiritual energy pouring into his body, Xie Linfeng could not help but feel bewildered.

Spiritual springs were exceedingly rare. Furthermore, since this spring was located within the Demon Lord’s bedchamber, it must belong exclusively to the Demon Lord. Why would Shen Zaixin be so kind?

Even others were barred from approaching this spiritual spring, yet he was granted sole access to heal his wounds.

Aside from the blood contract, Shen Zaixin had not actually done anything overly malicious to him. N

“Since you treat me as a servant, why would you—”

Shen Zaixin raised an eyebrow. “Who said you are this seat’s servant?”

“Then why—”

“You are merely a dog raised by this seat.”

Looking at Shen Zaixin’s bewitching face, Xie Linfeng felt the flames in his eyes practically spilling over.

The Demon Race was the Demon Race; he should not have held any unrealistic expectations!

Out of sight, out of mind. Just as he turned to walk away, the man refused to let him go.

The jade foot resting on his shoulder applied a slight pressure, and he heard the man leisurely speak.

“Help me massage my legs.”

Xie Linfeng’s jaw tightened. Suppressing his anger, he frowned and gripped that stretch of Shen Zaixin’s exposed snow-white skin.

He stared in a daze, his anger dissipating without him even realizing it.

The calf before him was sleek, fair as jade, and when pinched with a tiny bit of strength, several fingerprints were left prominently in sight.

Rough fingertips kneaded from top to bottom, finally coming to a halt at the slender, fragile ankle.

How could a man’s anklebone be this slender?

The subtle, unique dark fragrance of that person drifted into the tip of his nose, and Xie Linfeng jolted awake with a start.

The Demon Race must have tampered with that dark fragrance, as even he had nearly been bewitched. He had long heard that the Demon Race loved playing with human hearts, and the rumors were indeed true!

“Lord Xiao, you cannot go in!”

A commotion suddenly broke out outside the hall.

The next second, the hall doors were kicked open from the outside. Through the screen, Xie Linfeng could only make out a slender figure, yet he had the eerie sensation that the other person was staring right at him.

The screen also blocked Xiao Fang’s view, preventing him from seeing the scene inside the pool clearly.

However, the intimate shadows of those two figures were cast completely across the screen, piercing painfully into Xiao Fang’s eyes.

His Lord Demon Lord was resting his hands behind him, allowing another man to cradle and fondle his snow-white calf.

If he had arrived any later, what else would have happened?

Xiao Fang’s handsome, deeply chiseled face was covered in a layer of gloom. He raised his foot, intending to stride inside, when a blade of wind mercilessly blocked his path, just as ruthless as its master.

“Get out.”

Shen Zaixin’s ice-cold voice, carrying the oppressive weight of spiritual pressure, hit him head-on. Xiao Fang was forced out of the bedchamber by the wind blade, and the doors closed themselves automatically without any wind.

Xiao Fang’s nails dug deep into the flesh of his palms inside his sleeves. He stood in place for a long time, gnashing his teeth. “Shameless!”

With a flick of his sleeves, he turned and left.

Inside the hall.

Xie Linfeng’s expression flickered with complex emotions before he suddenly asked, “Is he also your dog?”

Realizing a second later that this question included himself as well, his expression suddenly stiffened.

“Mn.” Shen Zaixin let out a hum of amusement, half-lowering his eyelids as he enjoyed the precise massage.

“It seems your dog is not very obedient.” Xie Linfeng sneered. “The Demon Lord’s methods are nothing special after all.”

Shen Zaixin lifted his eyelids, casting a meaningful look at him. “Disobedient dogs are much more fun to train.”

Hearing this, the anger that had just dissipated from Xie Linfeng flared back up to life. The hand gripping the man’s calf tightened involuntarily.

The tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth. Lowering his gaze to stare at the stretch of snow-white skin in his palms, his teeth began to itch, and he suddenly lowered his head with the intention of biting into the tender flesh. However, his chin was forcefully gripped, forcing him to lift his head.

Shen Zaixin’s brows furrowed in displeasure. With a slap from his left hand, he knocked Xie Linfeng’s handsome face to the side, kicked him away, and stood up from the edge of the pool. “Soak for another hour, then get back to your side hall.”

Watching the red figure circle the screen and walk away, Xie Linfeng’s gaze grew increasingly sharp.

It was not as if he wanted to stay in this damned place anyway.

Every single humiliation he suffered today, he would definitely return tenfold in the future.

152 watched the skyrocketing hatred value of Xie Linfeng in the data feed with great satisfaction. It knew the male protagonist would not let it down!

When Xie Linfeng finally emerged from the pool, the inside and outside of the bedchamber were entirely empty.

A flash of mockery crossed his eyes. With the blood contract in place, Shen Zaixin was not worried in the least that he would run away.

His gaze landed on the lotus pond beside the bedchamber, causing Xie Linfeng to pause in his steps.

They said the Demon Realm was barren and it was not even summer, so why were lotus flowers blooming here?

“That is an illusion.”

A deep voice sounded from behind. Xie Linfeng turned his head to see a man in black robes walking toward him with a handsome face, tall stature, and an unfriendly expression.

Well, of course—how could anyone in the Demon Realm be friendly?

“The Lord Demon Lord is viewed as a god by everyone in the Demon Realm. To please him, the entire Demon Palace is filled with flowers that do not exist in reality.” Xiao Fang walked up to Xie Linfeng, looking at the blooming lotus flowers in the distance with a dark and unfathomable gaze.

“I do not care,” Xie Linfeng said coldly.

He keenly sensed deliberate pressure radiating from the man before him. Prompted by the instinct of male competition, Xie Linfeng raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of youthful arrogance. “You must be that disobedient dog from earlier?”

However, Xiao Fang did not get angry upon hearing this. He merely let out a soft snort and brought up another matter.

“You are merely a concubine-born son of the Xie family. Even if you possess extraordinary talent and good looks, it is not enough to make him pay such close attention to you.”

Xie Linfeng had already guessed this long ago. For Shen Zaixin to treat him so specially given his status, he must have ulterior motives.

Since there were motives, he naturally would not let him lose his life easily.

What else did he have to be afraid of, then?

“Are you jealous?”

Xiao Fang’s eyes narrowed. “What?”

“You are telling me all this because you are jealous that the person Shen Zaixin is plotting against is not you, right?” Xie Linfeng looked at his increasingly gloomy expression, lifting his sword-like brows with a bold and reckless flair of youth. “Too bad, the person you admire so much is someone I would not even deign to look at twice.”

Xiao Fang’s expression turned so dark water could practically drip from it, but he managed to suppress the impulse to kill the person right in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fang wore an ambiguous, fake smile. “In that case, how about making a trade with me? It is completely beneficial and causes you no harm.”

“What trade?”

“I will tell you the reason why he saved you, but you must swear an oath that if you ever fall for him, you will suffer the pain of the extreme cold gnawing at your bones for all eternity, never able to break free.”

To prove the truth of his words, Xiao Fang took the oath first.

A Heavenly Dao oath: whether a cultivator or a demon cultivator, once violated, heavenly lightning would strike, shattering the soul into ashes.

Xie Linfeng immediately followed suit and swore the oath. After all, it was impossible for him to fall in love with someone who treated him like a dog. Did this guy Xiao Fang really think that person was some kind of precious treasure that everyone had to love?

He did not have any masochistic tendencies.

“Spit it out.” Xie Linfeng sneered, completely unconcerned.

Looking at his attitude, Xiao Fang, though unwilling to admit it, knew Xie Linfeng was just as conceited as he once was.

“Have you ever heard of the Congenital Spiritual Marrow?”

“Naturally—” Xie Linfeng cut himself off. Both of them were intelligent individuals; some things did not need to be fully explained to understand the hidden meaning.

He had long heard that the Demon Lord Shen Zaixin loved capturing cultivators to practice cultivation, but he never expected that his turn would come one day.

So making him soak in the spiritual spring earlier was just to get his body back in shape so he could be used as a vessel for dual cultivation!

An influx of anger rose in Xie Linfeng’s heart. With a dark expression, he turned and walked away.

Watching him leave, the corners of Xiao Fang’s lips hooked into a smile. “My Lord Demon Lord, were you satisfied with the show?”

Up on the acacia tree beside Xiao Fang, Shen Zaixin sat lazily among the branches. Removing his invisibility talisman, he cast an indifferent glance at Xiao Fang and evaluated the drama that had just unfolded. “Boring.”

“Indeed.” Xiao Fang agreed deeply. “After such a dog-eat-dog show, you must have grown tired of watching them.”

“What this seat means is that your methods are very boring.” Shen Zaixin plucked an acacia flower and placed it between his lips, closing his eyes to feel the bitterness spreading across the tip of his tongue. After a moment, he asked, “Have you finished the task you were assigned?”

The Huaxu Secret Realm was about to open. Half a month ago, he had instructed Xiao Fang to go to the Canglan Sect to gather information and confirm the identity of Elder Suisui.

Hearing this, Xiao Fang revealed a bizarre smile, staring intently at the man’s face as if refusing to miss any subtle change. “It is Ning Wuchen.”

Few people knew that before succeeding the position of Demon Lord, Shen Zaixin had been a disciple of the Canglan Sect, known alongside the current number one figure in the Immortal Cultivation World, Immortal Lord Qingrong, as the Two Prodigies of Canglan.

Later on, for reasons unknown, he fell into the demonic path, and the Immortal Cultivation World erased all records of his existence.

Rumors had it that Ning Wuchen’s bedchamber housed a portrait of his deceased beloved.

When Xiao Fang had sneaked into the Canglan Sect, he had been fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of it. The person in the painting had no face, yet dressed in crimson robes, they were already breathtakingly gorgeous.

However, upon hearing this name, Shen Zaixin merely raised an eyebrow in mild surprise. “Those old codgers in the Canglan Sect are finally willing to let him out of seclusion?”

At the same time, the cold, mechanical voice of the system rang in Shen Zaixin’s mind: [The Rebirth Lotus grows in the Huaxu Secret Realm. It can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones. Only one blooms every five hundred years. If you want to obtain it, you must bring Xie Linfeng along.]

[Shen Zaixin, in the end, you still cannot escape the fate of executing system missions.]

152 was certain of this. As long as Shen Zaixin brought Xie Linfeng along, according to the world line, all the treasures within the secret realm would belong to the male protagonist favored by the Heavenly Dao.

After all, the Rebirth Lotus was originally an opportunity prepared by the Heavenly Dao specifically for Xie Linfeng.