Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 39

Lin Yanyu tried to control her single wing in the same way she would control a flying artifact.

The wing was connected to her body, allowing her to directly channel her demonic energy to it for control. After a brief attempt, Lin Yanyu successfully flapped the wing, lifting herself off the ground, floating indoors, and moving back and forth.

“To be honest, flying is a bit tiring, but once I adapt, it should be fine.” Concluding her test, Lin Yanyu stroked the cyan-red wing and apologized to Tan Changxin, “Your spell robe was ripped by it…”

“It’s nothing. I’m just glad you’re alright,” Tan Changxin replied, then reached out to touch the wing as well.

The feathers, interwoven with cyan and red, felt like cat fur to the touch, smooth as silk.

As Tan Changxin stroked it curiously, Lin Yanyu also carefully sensed it. Although this single wing, born from a mutation, had been tamed by the Flitting Axe, it was still uncertain whether she could fully command it.

“Can you retract it?” Tan Changxin suddenly asked. “Black Cats don’t grow wings. If you have wings, you might be treated as a ‘Demon Beast’.”

“Demon Beast” is a general term for mutated demons, usually offspring of two different demon races, such as a wolf with dragon horns, a leopard with black wings, or a cat with a sickle like tail and scales.

“Isn’t that even better?” Lin Yanyu didn’t think it was a bad thing. “Your human Demon Slayers all know that the Demon Realm Lord is a Black Cat, right? Offspring born from a Black Cat and a human absolutely cannot grow wings, so no one will suspect that I am the Demon Realm Lord’s descendant.”

Though she said that, she obediently retracted her wing, then transformed back into a black cat for Tan Changxin to pet. Only after confirming there was no abnormality on her back did she revert to her human form with relief.

She walked over to the small coffee table in the quiet room, sat down, picked up the teapot, opened the lid, and sniffed. The overwhelming sweet scent made her frown deeply: “When my silly younger sister arrives later, absolutely do not let her drink the water here!”

Feng Xianchen is a half demon. Although she cannot manifest her demon form like Lin Yanyu, she still has demon blood flowing in her veins and would likely be affected by the poison.

Tan Changxin nodded, sat down opposite her, and stared at the plate of qingtuan (sweet green rice balls).

“The food probably can’t be eaten either, unless it was brought from outside and not made with the water source here. Even if it seems harmless to humans for now, we can’t be careless,” Lin Yanyu warned. “When Feng Xianchen and the others arrive, we’ll find a way to get information from the liaison. With a major incident like the demon attack, it’s impossible for her not to know anything.”

Tan Changxin nodded again and asked in surprise, “Plume Island has been isolated for many years. Who would choose to release poison here?”

“I have someone in mind, but he’s definitely not in Ningzhou right now, so we won’t be able to find him anytime soon,” Lin Yanyu replied.

“Is it ‘Blood Leopard’ Xiao Xianyi?” Tan Changxin asked.

Lin Yanyu did not deny it. She sighed and pretended to be naive, saying, “I just don’t understand why some demons insist on breaking the balance and provoking a war between the two races.”

Lin Yanyu naturally knew the reason, but the original host did not, and neither did Tan Changxin.

As expected, Tan Changxin frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, “It must be related to interests. In fact, it’s not just the demon race; among us humans, there are also those who attempt to invade the Demon Realm and claim territory to be king. Whichever race has the largest territory is the strongest, and being strong gives them the right to speak, thereby securing more benefits.”

Lin Yanyu nodded approvingly and put the teapot back on the table.

“No matter which race tries to break this balance, I will find a way to stop it,” she stated. “If the war is incited by the demon race, as the Young Lord of the Demon Realm, I should do something.”

“But you promised me you wouldn’t seek revenge against Xiao Xianyi!” Tan Changxin urgently said. “Even Silver Tandan rank Demon Slayers call him ‘Blood Leopard’; his strength is naturally not to be underestimated. You… you must think twice before acting!”

“If he doesn’t come dancing in front of me, I won’t actively provoke him,” Lin Yanyu reassured her with a smile. “I know my own limits. What I need to do right now is resolve the crisis on Plume Island.”

“The Flitting Axe feeds on the aura of slaughter. Perhaps it can save the demons who drank the poisoned water but haven’t mutated yet,” she continued. “However, to solve the problem at its root, we need to use a great divine ability to replace all the water on the island and find the poisoner still hidden on the island my mother mentioned Xiao Xianyi that stinking leopard is very cautious. He must have left a trusted subordinate behind to monitor the poison release.”

The quiet room had its own sound-insulating barrier, so the two of them could “conspire loudly” without being overheard, which is why Lin Yanyu dared to tell Tan Changxin her plan.

“In that case… relying only on the four of us is far from enough to resolve the crisis,” Tan Changxin worried. “We should still notify the Academy. Having more people will give us confidence.”

“We’ll inform them once Feng Xianchen and the others arrive,” Lin Yanyu said. “The two of them have more credibility.”

“Credibility?”

“It means their words are reliable, and many people will believe them.”

The two chatted to pass the time. After about an hour, they suddenly heard a knock at the door.

Lin Yanyu quickly went to open the door, and upon seeing who was standing outside, she immediately tensed up.

It was Yang Hengyu! But Ye Yaozhi was not by her side; she merely held a cloth bundle in her hand.

The liaison stood in front of Yang Hengyu, about to introduce her, but sensed the tense, overtly murderous atmosphere between the two of them. He paused, cleared his throat, and said, “This is a Demon Slayer who came to the island to look for medicinal herbs. She has an invitation from the Tan family, so I’ve brought her here to rest and wait with you for the descendants of the two elders. You two…”

“I am sisters with the owner of this demon attendant. I’ll just catch up for a moment and then leave,” Yang Hengyu suddenly interjected, her killing intent completely gone, her manner extremely polite. “Little one, hurry up and let me in?”

Lin Yanyu vaguely sensed that she had some request. She stepped aside to let her in, keeping a close eye on her every move.

The liaison closed the door and left, leaving the three of them staring at each other.

“Where is Ye Yaozhi?” Lin Yanyu broke the silence.

“As you wished, she was poisoned and fell unconscious that night.” Yang Hengyu untied the cloth bundle she was holding, exposing the wolf’s head to let it breathe. She helped herself to a new cup, poured some tea, and as her lips touched the rim, she frowned, “Why is there such potent poison in this tea?”

She deliberately spoke loudly, intending to see panic on their faces, but both of them wore an expression that said, “We already knew, why are you telling us?”

“Since you’re here, I’ll return this silly wolf to you.” Yang Hengyu, feeling slighted, casually tossed the cloth bundle containing the wolf next to Lin Yanyu. “I’ve grown tired of playing with her. You can dispose of her however you like, since you are her master anyway.”

Lin Yanyu subconsciously caught the bundle. Even though she knew it contained the attendant who had betrayed her, Yang Hengyu’s words still ignited her fury.

“Tired of playing?” she said coldly. “What do you take her for? A toy?!”

“That’s right,” Yang Hengyu chuckled. “She was originally a toy given to me by my mother after she cast a Vow Spell on her. Now that the toy is immobile and not as pleasing as before, she’s nothing but a burden to keep around, so I might as well return her to you.”

Having said that, she got up and left, not sparing the gray wolf a single glance.

For a moment, Lin Yanyu actually wanted to throw the bundle back, letting the two disasters deal with each other, but she was particularly concerned about the “Vow Spell” Yang Hengyu mentioned. She forcibly suppressed her anger, opened the bundle, and cradled the gray wolf.

If Ye Yaozhi’s betrayal was orchestrated by Yang Hengyu’s mother, Lin Yanyu felt she could not ignore it.

Yang Hengyu left without looking back. As soon as the quiet room door closed, Tan Changxin leaned closer.

“How will you deal with her?” Tan Changxin asked.

“A demon who breaks the rules of the Demon Realm deserves execution,” Lin Yanyu said gravely. “But if a demon has a hidden reason, I want to understand the situation first before deciding whether or not to execute her.”

The gray wolf lay quietly in the cloth bundle, its eyes tightly closed, breathing faintly, and its body temperature very low. The bundle was its own orange fur cloak turned inside out, and the inner surface was now stained with a significant amount of blood.

After checking its physical condition, Lin Yanyu noted that although no mutation had occurred, the killing intent and malevolence triggered by the poison had accumulated inside its body.

She firmly bound the gray wolf with a Spirit Binding Rope, summoned the Flitting Axe, and intended to test it. However, since she didn’t know how to use it to absorb the aura of slaughter, she simply placed it beside the gray wolf.

Sensing the killing intent, the Flitting Axe moved on its own, turned transparent, and then chopped down towards the wolf’s stomach. However, it did not cause any injury to the gray wolf. After the chop, it returned to its original position.

Tan Changxin conjured water to wash the blood from the gray wolf’s body and fed it some water.

With the poison eliminated, Ye Yaozhi opened her eyes shortly after and looked blankly at Lin Yanyu.

“Yang Hengyu doesn’t want you anymore,” Lin Yanyu said. “I can spare your life, but you must honestly tell me what happened eighteen years ago.”

Ye Yaozhi’s background was not detailed in the main text, and Lin Yanyu had no way of knowing it, so she could only ask the person directly.

Ye Yaozhi stared back at her blankly. After a moment, she asked in confusion, “Who is Yang Hengyu? Eighteen years ago, after you were born and Master retreated from the world, I have always served by your side.”

“Stop playing dumb! Yang Hengyu is your master; how could you not know!” Lin Yanyu frowned, sharply tugged the Spirit-Binding Rope, and intentionally put on a cruel “villain expression” to threaten her, “This Young Lord does not like lies. If you lie again, this Young Lord will kill you!”

Ye Yaozhi, however, seemed utterly terrified. Her body immediately began to tremble, and she shook her head frantically: “I’m not lying! I’m not lying! I wouldn’t dare deceive the Young Lord! I haven’t served any other demon! I’m not lying…”

She repeated these phrases like a madwoman. After a few repetitions, she suddenly screamed and painfully curled up: “It hurts! My head hurts! Wuu…”

Lin Yanyu raised an eyebrow, momentarily unable to tell if she was faking ignorance or truly had amnesia. She couldn’t help but look at Tan Changxin.

“Let Senior Sister Zhuang take a look at her later,” Tan Changxin said with a frown. “Demon Slayers are indeed capable of erasing the memories of demon attendants. If Yang Hengyu no longer wanted her, she likely erased her memory.”

She cast a sleeping spell, lightly tapping the gray wolf’s head with her fingers. When the gray wolf gradually calmed down and closed its eyes to sleep, she withdrew her hand.