The Villain I Loved Has Broken Free and Transmigrated Out of the Story - Chapter 36

Though Yin Ya was merely echoing Cang Lanyan’s words as a bluff, her judgment wasn’t entirely unfounded.

Cang Lanyan’s evasiveness was too deliberate, clearly meant to avoid the question. While Yin Ya had considered other possibilities, Cang Lanyan’s loss of composure seemed utterly out of character. There had to be something more to it.

What kind of delicate relationship could make the usually calm and collected “heartless” Major Antagonist so agitated, even to the point of nervously covering Yin Ya with the blanket?

“Is that so?” Cang Lanyan countered mildly.

“Isn’t it?” Yin Ya retorted in the same tone.

“Your Excellency’s methods of ‘getting acquainted’ could use some fresh approaches,” Cang Lanyan chuckled softly. “Sleep is precious, and the night is late. If you have any more nonsense to spout, tomorrow will do just as well.”

Without waiting for Yin Ya to reply, Cang Lanyan’s figure flickered, and she teleported away from the upper bunk.

“Hey!” Yin Ya instinctively leaned over the railing, about to peer down at the lower bunk, when the bedside lamp suddenly went out, plunging the bedroom into complete darkness.

Something was wrong.

That was the first thought that popped into Yin Ya’s head after she lay back down.

Cang Lanyan had been acting too strangely tonight, as if she’d been replaced by another fish. Not only had she avoided physical intimacy, but her attitude was also excessively distant.

Based on Yin Ya’s understanding of Cang Lanyan over the past few days, the Old Spirit should have deliberately moved closer, using her most hated prosthetic limbs to intimidate or threaten her. Then she would have whispered something sinister into Yin Ya’s ear, scaring her into silence and preventing her from asking any more questions.

That was the kind of behavior Yin Ya expected from the real Cang Lanyan.

Yin Ya had been ready to sleep. Cang Lanyan’s earlier soothing words had indeed made her drowsy. But this nagging doubt completely banished her sleepiness and piqued her curiosity.

Back in her own bed, Cang Lanyan once again felt an overwhelming longing, its intensity pounding against her rationality with each frantic heartbeat.

The primal nature of her “self” proved far more difficult to control than she’d anticipated. She had assumed that after merging, everything would fall into place effortlessly. Yet she had nearly lost control herself.

Fortunately, this world was at peace. The uncontrolled state, while allowing the Human Race God to take advantage, posed no real threat.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt a slight tremor from the upper bunk. A moment later, a foot appeared on the bed ladder.

The God was slowly climbing down.

Cang Lanyan couldn’t help but frown slightly.

The bedroom door and lights were off, and the air conditioner was on. What more could the God want?

Noticing the God approaching her, Cang Lanyan calmly closed her eyes.

She didn’t need her eyes to observe the God’s every move.

She saw the God, wearing fluffy cotton slippers, tiptoe to her bed and sit very quietly on the edge. The God sat there, biting her lower lip, staring at Cang Lanyan without saying a word or making any further movements.

What’s she up to now?

Cang Lanyan was already feeling somewhat impatient, tormented by the chaotic emotions stirred up by her own “self.” Seeing this, she couldn’t help but open her eyes and sit up.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked, keeping her voice low.

Sensing the impatience in Cang Lanyan’s tone, Yin Ya grew more certain of her suspicions.

“You’ve been hiding too much from me,” she said, finally finding the courage to speak frankly. “I’ve been thinking about these things all night, and that’s why I can’t sleep.”

“You’re being so persistent,” Cang Lanyan sneered.

“If that’s how you see it, fine,” Yin Ya replied, nodding with a thick-skinned shrug. Mimicking Cang Lanyan’s intimidating posture, she crossed her arms. “Either way, I’m not letting you go until you tell me the truth.”

After organizing her thoughts, Yin Ya had formed a theory.

When she first woke up that morning, Cang Lanyan hadn’t been like this. Since Cang Lanyan hadn’t left the room, the turning point must have been the mysterious spell that had caused her to faint and bleed.

Moreover, she hadn’t seen Cang Lanyan’s jellyfish since then. The jellyfish had always been eager to approach her, and most importantly, its movements were beyond Cang Lanyan’s control.

If that spell was related to the jellyfish, it could only be the Merfolk Tribe’s secret technique used to suppress Cang Lanyan’s seven emotions and six desires.

As for why the jellyfish had disappeared… following this line of reasoning, Cang Lanyan likely feared Yin Ya would discover the emotions and desires she had severed from herself, so she simply reabsorbed them.

Regarding fusion spells, Yin Ya had written about various penalties in her spell settings. Among them, bleeding from the orifices and unconsciousness were considered relatively mild repercussions.

“I haven’t been prying into your personal affairs,” Cang Lanyan said. “I hope you’ll extend the same courtesy to mine.”

“What if I’m willing to make this deal with you?” Yin Ya asked.

“I don’t see this as a profitable exchange,” Cang Lanyan replied, raising an eyebrow.

“Is that so?” Yin Ya echoed her tone, casually retorting as she leaned closer.

To prevent her glasses from being knocked off in a potential confrontation, Yin Ya wasn’t wearing them. With the room’s lights extinguished, she found herself calmly doing the very thing she feared most.

When she sat down, Yin Ya had deliberately chosen the spot closest to Cang Lanyan. Now, leaning forward, she was only a hair’s breadth away from touching Cang Lanyan’s cheek with her lips.

With her relatively keen hearing, Yin Ya clearly caught the Merfolk’s momentary, disordered breathing.

“Actually, I’ve already noticed you’ve changed,” Yin Ya murmured. “Are you afraid of being so close to me?”

She struggled to keep her voice from trembling, summoning every ounce of her acting skill to test her suspicion.

With her face turned sideways, Yin Ya couldn’t see Cang Lanyan’s expression or anticipate her next move.

But before she could formulate her next question, she felt a sudden shove on her shoulder, throwing her off balance.

Panic surged through Yin Ya. In her haste, she managed only to grab Cang Lanyan’s arm, pulling them both down onto the bed.

“It’s not exactly fear,” Cang Lanyan said, propping herself up. Her left hand gently pressed down on Yin Ya’s wrist, snow-white hair cascading down to envelop the Human Race God, whose face finally showed fear, in her shadow. “It’s simply a refusal to be controlled.”

Yin Ya felt a sharp pain as Cang Lanyan gripped her wrist, followed by a cool sensation spreading across the back of her hand.

Her eyes widened as she saw Cang Lanyan, through the Shark Silk, gently grasp her fingers, bending them to touch her own lips.

In the moments that followed, Yin Ya couldn’t tell which of them was being punished.

She’d heard that a cornered rabbit would bite, but how could even a fish do this?

And where had this Old Spirit learned such tricks? Why was she so skilled at it? The seven elders who had taught her were all proper fish, absolutely incapable of teaching Cang Lanyan such things before she came of age!

Thinking this, Yin Ya couldn’t help but admire Cang Lanyan.

This fish, with her love-struck brain buff activated, truly deserved her reputation as a master of exploiting loopholes in the rules. Forbidden from taking the initiative herself, she simply used Yin Ya’s own hand!

Absolutely brilliant!

Regret washed over Yin Ya as she tried to escape this dangerous situation, but Cang Lanyan held her firmly in place.

“Now I understand why you kept avoiding me,” Cang Lanyan said. “Though I don’t know the exact nature of our connection, this instinctive longing is indeed difficult to suppress.”

Yin Ya, fearing she might say too much and make things worse, simply closed her mouth and resigned herself to listening in the shadows.

“Because of your rules, I can’t undo ‘Merfolk’s Delight’ for now,” Cang Lanyan continued. “I can promise to soothe you to sleep every night as I did just now. But at all other times, please keep your distance from me.”

Yin Ya nodded eagerly, grateful for the arrangement.

Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she should have been the one making these demands.

Finally freed, Yin Ya rushed out of the bedroom in her slippers to wash her hands in the bathroom.

The cold tap water washed away the saliva. Looking at her already swollen index finger, she sighed heavily.

She had only wanted to quietly raise a mermaid, but instead, she had ended up with a bad dog! If it was biting her hand today, who knew what it would dare to do tomorrow!

Thankfully, the bad dog still had some sense and agreed to keep his distance. Otherwise, Yin Ya didn’t know what she would have done.

After washing her hands, she disinfected her fingers with alcohol and then rummaged through the refrigerator for ice to make a compress for the swelling.

By the time she finished all this, it was late into the night.

Back in her bedroom, Yin Ya didn’t dare glance at the lower bunk. She hurriedly climbed the bed ladder, burrowed under the covers, and closed her eyes.

Perhaps because Merfolk’s Delight had been calmed down earlier, her dream came quickly that night.

When her vision cleared, Yin Ya found herself surrounded by deep blue.

She looked up and saw a blinding white light flickering at the edge of her vision.

Where am I?

Yin Ya tried to breathe, but a string of bubbles rose from her lips. At the same moment, a shadowy figure swam past in the distance, seemingly a massive creature like a whale.

She was submerged in the deep sea, yet she could breathe normally.

Realizing she must be dreaming, Yin Ya didn’t panic. She began moving her arms and legs, thinking, Float upward, trying to reach the surface and see what was happening.

As soon as she moved her limbs, Yin Ya realized something was wrong. Looking down, she saw her legs had transformed into a fish tail.

The familiar sky-blue color filled her vision. Lower down, a bronze ring shackled her tail fin, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

Yin Ya’s heart leaped in alarm. She instinctively glanced at her hands and saw identical bronze rings clamped around her wrists and forearms, connected by thin chains that stretched into the darkness.

The sight sent chills down her spine. Before she could react, a sudden chill prickled the back of her neck.

“Your Excellency the God,” a cold, clear female voice spoke from behind her, startling her. “Please remain calm.”

Each word struck Yin Ya’s heart like a hammer. What shocked her even more was how familiar the voice sounded, so familiar she thought she was hallucinating.

But she quickly regained her composure.

In a dream, anything could happen, even if the voice behind her… belonged to Cang Lanyan.

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