The Villainous Senior Brother Doesn't Want to Wash White [Transmigration] - Chapter 32

Ji Yanqing’s sudden transformation was a perfect display of the “traditional talent” of calling for his Third Brother when in need, and asking “Who are you?” when not.

Ji Yanhui’s mouth twitched. Although he had already guessed that Ji Yanqing’s arrogant bluster would subside under his threat, he hadn’t expected the boy to succumb so quickly. This was slightly different from the “bratty younger brother” in his memory.

However, having achieved his goal, Ji Yanhui did not linger. He turned and walked toward the Flying Star Carriage, leaving behind only a proud, solitary back and a cold command.

“Then hurry up and follow.”

Ji Yanqing gave an affirmative response and prepared to step forward. But after taking only one step, his sleeve was caught. Qi Ye’s voice came from beside him.

“Senior Brother, I’ll go with you.”

Ji Yanqing turned his head and met Qi Ye’s slightly worried eyes.

Even though Ji Yanhui’s words had been transmitted directly into Ji Yanqing’s mind via divine sense, Qi Ye had a vague feeling that Ji Yanhui might be using him to threaten his Senior Brother.

Am I… that important in Senior Brother’s heart?

Qi Ye initially found it hard to believe, but the thought that it might be true filled him with a touch of guilt.

Regardless of why Ji Yanqing was doing this, from the moment Ji Yanhui appeared, even an outsider like Qi Ye could clearly sense the man’s hostility. Furthermore, after learning that his Senior Brother and Ji Yanhui were actually biological brothers, his mind instantly flooded with examples he had seen during his travels—brothers from various families turning against each other over inheritance.

Ji Yanqing might be in danger, so Qi Ye felt he had to stay by his side.

Hearing Qi Ye’s words, Ji Yanqing’s eyes lit up. He thought it was an excellent suggestion; having these two “ice mountains,” one big and one small, collide seemed much better than freezing alone.

But he quickly had a change of heart. Ji Yanhui was already using Qi Ye to threaten him; if Qi Ye came along, wouldn’t that be like a sheep walking into a tiger’s den?

Forget it. Let me be the only one to endure the pain of freezing air entering the body.

With this thought, Ji Yanqing rejected Qi Ye directly: “This is a matter between me and Ji Yanhui. It has nothing to do with you.”

Qi Ye’s eyes dimmed. For some reason, he looked even more guilt-stricken.

Liu Ningyun, being the head of the Liu family, understood the complex relationships within families much better than Qi Ye.

Previously, when he didn’t know Ji Yanqing’s identity, he could step in to protect him. But now that he knew Ji Yanqing was the Young Master of the Ji family, this was an internal Ji family matter. As an outsider, it was naturally inappropriate for him to interfere.

However, he still spoke up to warn him: “Young Master, you haven’t been in the Ji family for many years. You might not understand the current situation.”

“Third Young Master Ji is already a person of real power. It is only for a certain reason that he is not yet the Clan Head. So, be careful. Your Junior Brother and I will wait here until your conversation with the Third Young Master concludes.”

Ji Yanqing knew that “certain reason” was himself.

However, because of Ji Yanhui’s oath, Ji Yanqing wasn’t worried about what his brother would do to him. He just hadn’t expected that he, a villain, would be guarded outside by the protagonist and a major supporting character. He felt a bit of pressure.

Regarding Liu Ningyun’s warning, Ji Yanqing said “thank you” and turned to walk in the direction Ji Yanhui had gone.

He had only taken a few steps when he felt as if he had entered a barrier.

Looking ahead, he saw a glimmer of golden light. A golden carriage was parked a short distance away, surrounded by dots of golden brilliance. From afar, it looked like a scene from a starry river.

Ji Yanqing suddenly realized—it wasn’t a “flying” carriage, but a Flying Star Carriage!

This carriage was a Heavenly-grade spiritual treasure of the Ji family. Usually, Ji Yanhui used it as a flying vehicle for transport, but during combat, it could not only defend against attacks but also suppress opponents. It was a rare, multi-functional spiritual treasure.

Ji Yanqing had only seen descriptions of this carriage in Path of the Demon Immortal. Finally seeing the real thing, his heart was filled with curiosity and excitement, momentarily causing him to forget his nervousness. He stepped forward, lifted the carriage curtain, and entered.

Just as Ji Yanqing had imagined, the Flying Star Carriage looked like an ordinary carriage from the outside, but the interior contained a vast world.

The moment he entered, it was as if he had arrived at a tastefully decorated inner residence.

By the entrance stood an exquisite, carved rack displaying various ornamental artifacts—a zither, a sword, and scrolls—all of which were high-grade Earth-grade spiritual treasures.

Landscape and figure paintings hung on the walls. On the low table of the seat lay golden plates and precious mirrors. A golden-threaded beaded curtain partitioned off the inner chamber.

Looking at the luxurious decorations, Ji Yanqing finally understood why in the novel, Ji Yanhui would stay inside this carriage every time he appeared without taking a single step out.

If you gave me a transport artifact with a mansion inside, I wouldn’t want to leave either, okay?!

While Ji Yanqing was surveying the interior, Ji Yanhui was also observing him from behind the golden-threaded beaded curtain.

Ji Yanqing’s character was vile, but he was undeniably beautiful. Even in a cultivation world teeming with beauties, he was top-tier.

Especially when those eyes lacked their usual contempt, arrogance, and greed—filled only with curiosity and appreciation—he actually appeared somewhat innocent and harmless.

Ji Yanhui even felt a sudden impulse to give all those treasures to Ji Yanqing.

After watching silently for a long time, Ji Yanhui suddenly realized he was having such a terrifying thought. He quickly retracted his gaze and reached a conclusion in his heart.

It’s an act. It must be an act!

He didn’t believe that a few short years in the Qingmen Sect could have reformed Ji Yanqing. Especially after being scammed by him before, Ji Yanhui was now firmly convinced that all of this was a more sophisticated disguise and ruse.

He didn’t intend to keep observing. He stepped out from behind the beaded curtain and walked straight to the seat. With a wave of his long sleeve, a cup of spiritual tea emitting a faint fragrance appeared on the table.

“Have you seen enough?”

The moment Ji Yanhui spoke, the temperature in the carriage dropped by three degrees.

Ji Yanqing immediately retracted his wandering gaze and sat down before Ji Yanhui, saying fawningly: “Seen enough, seen enough. What does Third Brother wish to say to me?”

“Why did you come to Yunjian City?” Ji Yanhui glanced coldly at Ji Yanqing and asked directly. This person hadn’t left the Qingmen Sect once in all these years, yet now he had come straight to Yunjian City; there must be a conspiracy.

Ji Yanqing answered quickly: “Sect training.”

Ji Yanhui asked again: “Why go to the Yunjian Secret Realm?”

Ji Yanqing thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: “For the Heavenly-grade spiritual sword.”

Ji Yanhui glanced at him; he indeed sensed the aura of a Heavenly-grade spiritual treasure on his person.

“What is that white-clad sword cultivator’s name, and what is your relationship with him?”

Ji Yanqing replied: “His name is Qi Ye. He is my Junior Brother.”

“What do you plan to do next?”

“Extract the Demon Core for Qi Ye.”

Perhaps because the previous questions were answered so smoothly, Ji Yanqing didn’t think much and blurted it out this time.

Only after the words were out did he realize something was wrong.

By saying that, hadn’t he directly exposed that his real purpose for wanting the core was for Qi Ye’s sake?!

Fortunately, Ji Yanhui didn’t pay too much attention to this detail. Having obtained the answers he wanted, he looked deeply at Ji Yanqing and said, “To extract a Demon Core, you need a Millennial Ice Stone.”

Ji Yanqing nodded: “Third Brother is correct.”

At least he’s being honest this time.

Hearing Ji Yanqing call him “Third Brother,” Ji Yanhui’s mood inexplicably improved slightly, but he still looked at him coldly. His thin lips parted slightly: “What will you exchange for the Ji family’s Millennial Ice Stone?”

Ji Yanqing acted nonchalant: “We’re brothers; talking about exchange is far too vulgar. I haven’t been back in many years, so why don’t I take this chance to go back and visit? You can just give me the stone as you see fit, Third Brother.”

Listening to Ji Yanqing’s words, Ji Yanhui fell silent. His grip on the teacup tightened. After struggling with his patience for a long time, he finally set the cup down.

Ji Yanhui took a deep breath and asked back: “Do you think the Ji family’s things are that easy to steal?”

Ji Yanqing: “…”

Ji Yanhui really did hear what I said to Liu Ningyun!

And besides, how can taking from one’s own family be called stealing? At most, it’s ‘borrowing’.

Ji Yanqing felt a bit wronged.

Seeing Ji Yanqing fall into silence after being exposed, Ji Yanhui felt another surge of satisfaction. He picked up the teacup and took a small sip, successfully hiding the slight curl of his lips.

Only then did Ji Yanhui continue to ask coldly: “Is there no other bargaining chip?”

Ji Yanqing fell into silence.

Leaving aside the fact that except for that Heavenly-grade sword, everything else he had was scammed from Shen Xiao and couldn’t possibly be used as a chip for Ji Yanhui—even if he could produce something of value, Ji Yanhui might not agree.

Ji Yanqing looked up and saw those cold, heartless eyes. He understood.

What Ji Yanhui wanted was never a material exchange; he wanted Ji Yanqing to show weakness, to admit defeat, or even to submit. Only then could he vent the resentment in his heart.

This time, Ji Yanqing cast aside his attempt to muddle through. He looked steadily at Ji Yanhui and proposed his condition with utmost seriousness: “I will return to the Ji family with you.”

Still using this trick?

Ji Yanhui had thought that after all these years, his state of mind was perfectly stable. It wasn’t until meeting Ji Yanqing today that he realized he could still experience so many emotional shifts in such a short time.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he was about to speak when he heard Ji Yanqing continue.

“I will return to the Ji family with you and help you obtain the Cloud Pendant (雲佩).”

Only then did Ji Yanhui realize that Ji Yanqing was using the position of Clan Head to negotiate with him.

Years ago, the ancestor of the Ji family was only able to begin the path of cultivation because of a Cloud Pendant gifted by an immortal, eventually establishing a family that lasted for a millennium. From that time on, the Ji family had an unwritten tradition: only a member of the Ji family holding the Cloud Pendant was the legitimate Clan Head.

Because of this, even though Ji Yanhui’s status in the family was unrivaled, because he didn’t have the Cloud Pendant, others only addressed him as “Third Young Master” rather than “Clan Head.”

As for the location of the Cloud Pendant, the previous head had only told Ji Yanqing.

While not having the pendant didn’t shake Ji Yanhui’s power, it was a problem that eventually needed solving.

Now, Ji Yanqing was offering to help him retrieve it. This was essentially Ji Yanqing completely giving up any claim to compete for the position of Ji family Clan Head.

This was truly something Ji Yanhui had never expected.

On the other side, having proposed this condition, Ji Yanqing didn’t feel it was a pity. After all, in the original book, the host had always wanted to reclaim the position, but in the eyes of an outsider like himself, that was an impossible feat. Rather than struggling for the impossible, it was better to use the pendant as a condition to get the Millennial Ice Stone.

Once the mission was completed, that would be 300 Villain Points. Wasn’t that much more appealing than a useless pendant he couldn’t get his hands on anyway?

Currently, Ji Yanqing’s only worry was that Ji Yanhui would refuse.

As he had thought before, Ji Yanhui didn’t want the exchange itself; he wanted Ji Yanqing to submit to soothe his old grudges.

So, should I… act a little?

With this thought, Ji Yanqing immediately put on a face of extreme reluctance.

He lowered his eyes, which were filled with indignation, yet he gritted his teeth and said: “Third Brother, this is all I can give you now. The Millennial Ice Stone is truly important to me. Consider it… me begging you.”

Ji Yanqing’s hands were clenched tightly. The thought that he would one day have to say the word “beg” to the person who took his position made his voice tremble slightly, full of humiliation.

Looking at Ji Yanqing like this, Ji Yanhui’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ji Yanhui had never seen Ji Yanqing like this.

In his memory, Ji Yanqing was always arrogant, overbearing, and high-spirited.

The boy would throw someone’s sincere heart into the mud and trample on it, offering only a nonchalant and malicious “Who told you to be so stupid?”

Ji Yanhui had thought that seeing Ji Yanqing acting so humble and even pleading with him would make him happy.

But when he realized that Ji Yanqing was willing to give up the position of Clan Head and show weakness just for the sake of the white-clad youth by his side…

For some reason, he just couldn’t feel happy.