Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 20

Caught off guard by Tan Changxin’s face to face “cat sniffing,” Lin Yanyu was startled and folded her ears back like an airplane, yet subconsciously relaxed her body, allowing her cat fur to feel better to the touch.

Warm breaths wafted through her cat fur, a sigh of relief, as a soft cheek gently rubbed against her.

After “sniffing” the cat, Tan Changxin held Lin Yanyu in her arms, stroking her fur as she walked up to the second floor.

Arriving at the bedroom, Tan Changxin placed the cat on the daybed and suddenly said, “Feng Xianchen lost her mother when she was young and was raised by her uncle. She always talks about having an older sister, but none of us have ever seen her. We only know she’s a demon.”

“I can understand her,” Lin Yanyu nodded. “But I remember you said that forming a master-servant blood pact with me is akin to opposing the entire Demon Realm. If others found out I am the Young Lord of the Demon Realm, surely someone would come to catch me, and the news would probably spread to the Demon Realm.”

Tan Changxin was silent for a moment, then asked, “You clearly have a token to travel between the two realms, and also an entry permit for Zhuzhou City, so why did you still want to form a master-servant blood pact with me?”

“Because I don’t want to be like a rat running across the street, hated by everyone!” Lin Yanyu said seriously. “I just want to be like you, walking openly under the sun and on the streets.”

Seeing Tan Changxin’s surprised expression, Lin Yanyu transformed into her human form, sat cross-legged in the center of the daybed, and urged, “Stop thinking about the master-servant blood pact. Come, tell me your strategy for tonight’s competition.”

Tan Changxin silently met her gaze for a moment, then shook her head and said, “I don’t really have a strategy.”

“Then why did you agree to the competition? Waiting to get beaten up?!” This time it was Lin Yanyu who was surprised. After thinking for a moment, she simply asked the young girl, “Then guess, how do I cultivate?”

“By circulating the mind technique and accumulating demon energy.” Tan Changxin frowned slightly, wondering why she brought this up.

“Completely wrong!” Lin Yanyu shook her finger. “The best way for us demons to cultivate is through combat. The method you mentioned isn’t bad, but it doesn’t really apply to the Demon Realm where strength is paramount. The law of the jungle environment in the Demon Realm doesn’t allow us to be complacent!”

She moved closer to Tan Changxin and asked seriously, “I dare to bet that my actual combat experience is definitely richer than Yang Hengyu’s. However, can you trust me, listen to my commands, and cooperate with me to complete tonight’s competition?”

At the same moment, in the Tan family’s dungeon.

Yang Hengyu held a long whip, dipped it in salt water, adjusted the Buddhist beads on her wrist, and looked with interest at the grey wolf demon shackled to the wall.

A quarter of an hour ago, this grey wolf demon suddenly appeared in her room, was captured alive by her, fed poison, and tied up in the dungeon. It neither struggled nor begged for mercy, allowing her to manipulate it.

Truth be told, she had never seen such an obedient demon.

“No need to be nervous. I am not an exorcist, nor will I take you to see those sanctimonious things,” Yang Hengyu said unhurriedly. “I just like to keep my prey locked up here and torture them bit by bit.”

Ye Yaozhi looked up, her breathing quickened by the pain. The poison Yang Hengyu fed her had taken effect, and she now felt as if her internal organs were burning.

“The human, Yang Huaisheng… is she your mother?” she gritted her teeth and asked.

Hearing that name, Yang Hengyu’s eyes instantly changed. She raised the whip and struck heavily across Ye Yaozhi’s body.

“You dare to mention that name!” Yang Hengyu said coldly, raising her hand for another whip.

Ye Yaozhi had changed into black clothes before meeting her. The blood seeping out from the whip marks dyed the black clothes, but no one could see it.

She took several lashes without uttering a sound. When Yang Hengyu paused to wash the whip, she softly said, “Lady Yang Huaisheng… was kind to me. Eighteen years ago, when the human exorcists invaded the Demon Realm and massacred innocent demons, it was Lady Yang Huaisheng who saved my mother and me…”

“And do you know that she also died saving you?” Yang Hengyu flicked the whip, and salt water mixed with blood splattered onto Ye Yaozhi’s face. She angrily shouted, “She was ripped apart alive by the demons to save you! Her corpse was only found when it was already rotting and stinking!”

“It wasn’t us!” Ye Yaozhi urgently said, the iron chains wrapped around her limbs clanging against the wall. “Lady Yang Huaisheng wasn’t blinded by hatred. She was severely injured due to a plot by her fellow human exorcists! My mother, my mother rescued her and brought her to the Lord of the Demon Realm. To plead with the Lord of the Demon Realm to save Lady Yang Huaisheng’s life, my mother was willing to exchange her life for hers! But…”

She coughed twice, swallowed the dark blood about to overflow, and murmured, “But the Lord of the Demon Realm only asked, ‘Is her life a life, while the lives of the many demons who died are not?’ After that… after that, she ordered someone to send Lady Yang Huaisheng back to the exorcist camp, completely intact, leaving Lady Yang Huaisheng to fend for herself, and then had my mother executed for treason…”

“Eighteen years have passed, and the people involved are also dead, leaving no proof. You are probably trying to use my hand to kill your mother’s killer!” Yang Hengyu interrupted her, whipping her again, instantly tearing the skin. “Most demons are smooth talkers. If you want to sow discord, believe it or not, I’ll skin you and sacrifice you to my mother’s spirit in heaven!”

The whip wounds and internal injuries were excruciatingly painful. Ye Yaozhi took a breath before continuing, “You are right, Yaozhi indeed wants to use your hand for revenge, to kill the Lord of the Demon Realm… But before my mother was executed, she instructed Yaozhi to go to the human world. If I couldn’t repay Lady Yang Huaisheng, I should repay her descendants… So… for the past eighteen years, Yaozhi gained the trust of the Lord of the Demon Realm, was allowed to serve by the Young Lord’s side, and… was able to follow the Young Lord to the human world…”

“What did you say?” Yang Hengyu asked suspiciously. “The Young Lord of the Demon Realm came to the human world?!”

“Yes, the Black Cat Lin Yanyu who attacked you today is the Young Lord of the Demon Realm, Xuan Lin,” Ye Yaozhi answered truthfully. “That Second Miss Tan was abducted to the Demon Realm yesterday, intended to form a master-servant pact, but for some unknown reason, during the pact ceremony last night, Young Lord Xuan Lin suddenly had a change of personality, voluntarily revealed her demon form, and burrowed into the Second Miss Tan’s arms…”

“Change of personality?” Yang Hengyu narrowed her eyes, her tone slightly softened. “So, my useless sister almost became a demon’s servant?”

Seeing Ye Yaozhi nod, she scoffed with disdain, “If it weren’t for the Young Lord of the Demon Realm being even more useless, how could she still be alive to return to the human world?”

She suddenly tossed aside the long whip, walked closer to Ye Yaozhi, raised her hand, and pinched her chin, slowly applying force, letting the blood flowing from Ye Yaozhi’s mouth trickle onto the back of her hand.

The wolf demon’s quickened breathing sounded in her ear, occasionally accompanied by a moan of pain. Even enduring such torment, she still hadn’t heard a single plea for mercy.

“You are capable of betraying your master. If I keep you by my side, who knows if someone else might collaborate with you to kill me one day,” Yang Hengyu said softly. “If you truly came here on your mother’s dying wish, and everything you’ve done for the past eighteen years was to serve me, then form a master-servant blood pact with me, become my demon attendant, and stay by my side forever!”

As night fell, with two quarters of an hour remaining until the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), Lin Yanyu followed Tan Changxin to the East Arena.

The area around the arena was already crowded with people excitedly discussing the upcoming competition.

Lin Yanyu heard many people talking about her in hushed tones, but they weren’t saying anything pleasant.

The humans in this world hated demons to the core, and demon attendants were no exception. However, because the exorcists they followed were mostly big figures of the Purple Tussah rank or higher, ordinary people were still somewhat polite to demon attendants. But this politeness was based on the premise of treating the demon attendant as a “police dog next to a police officer.”

Lin Yanyu looked at Tan Changxin. The young girl was pressing her handprint onto the register handed over by the guard, Ling Cang. The silver clasp securing her ink-black hair on her head reflected a soft orange glow under the light of the torches.

To facilitate movement and casting spells, Lin Yanyu had changed into the robes Tan Changxin had given her earlier. Her cute and delicate hairstyle was also styled like Tan Changxin’s, with only one high ponytail tied with a crimson hair ribbon.

After stepping onto the arena, Lin Yanyu stood quietly. The Floating Axe she had just acquired that afternoon was held in her hand, its sharp edge resting on the ground, gleaming coldly with an intimidating aura.

This massive axe, forged from the horn and bones of a vicious dragon, indeed carried a strong murderous intent. Therefore, Lin Yanyu had tied a Spirit Binding Rope to the axe handle to prevent the murderous intent from backlashing against her during the fight later.

Tan Changxin quickly walked to her side, and as planned that afternoon, stood behind her, preparing to be her “support.”

While nervously waiting for Yang Hengyu’s arrival, Lin Yanyu controlled the spiritual energy around her, gathering it near Tan Changxin, slowly neutralizing the lingering poison for her.

This process was utterly boring and long for the spectators, and soon some people began to complain about Yang Hengyu.

“Why isn’t Miss Tan still here? Wouldn’t it be better to finish the fight and go to bed early?”

“What’s the rush! The registration time hasn’t passed, and you’re not the one fighting!”

“Miss Tan is always on time and never puts on airs. It’s her sister who came too early!”

“If you ask me, coming early usually means a lack of confidence! Besides, Miss Tan has never been defeated!”

A crowd of people started heckling, even setting up a betting pool.

“Bets are open! One unit of currency on Miss Tan to win!”

“But Second Miss Tan is a Purple Tussah-rank exorcist and has a demon attendant. Two against one, Miss Tan doesn’t have much chance, right?”

“I think so too, but I still want to bet on Miss Tan.”

Lin Yanyu silently counted the time. As the hour of Hai was approaching, she suddenly asked Tan Changxin in a low voice, “Want to stroke my tail to relieve stress?”

Tan Changxin stared at the cat tail she deliberately cocked up for her to see. The hand hanging by her side moved slightly, but given that so many people were present, she was afraid of being misunderstood as taking liberties with the demon attendant, so she still didn’t dare to reach out and stroke the tail.

Lin Yanyu had her back to her, so naturally, she didn’t know about the little gesture. After a long silence, thinking the young girl was too shy to touch it, she proactively backed up to her side, grabbed her tail, stuffed it into Tan Changxin’s hand, and whispered a reminder, “Give a sign if you want to stroke the tail or not!”

Tan Changxin instinctively squeezed the cat tail that was now in her hand, swallowing the “no” that was about to escape her lips.

The two waited patiently until the bell for the hour of Hai rang. However, Yang Hengyu was nowhere to be seen on the arena.

Ling Cang, the guard responsible for the arena, also stood up in surprise, jumped onto the roof of the small wooden house, and peered in the direction of the Tan family, muttering, “Strange, Hengyu girl is never late…”

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Yang Hengyu still hadn’t arrived. Some of the onlookers had already dispersed.

When the second quarter of an hour passed, Ling Cang jumped down from the small wooden house in disbelief, and with an unnatural expression, announced, “Since Yang Hengyu did not arrive at the arena for the competition within the stipulated time, this match is won by Tan Changxin’s side!”

Lin Yanyu was stunned when she heard the news.

Yang Hengyu, the woman who had never lost a match, actually “pigeoned” (stood up, flaked on) the competition with her sister?!