After Transmigrating Into the Book, I Raised the Sickly Side Male Character to Be the Yandere - Chapter 74
Chapter 74: Jiang Niannian can’t endure the Nether Evil Resentment Seed, Buqi
When Jiang Niannian stepped out of the hot spring, she happened to see Jiang Ziyou rushing by in a panicked, disoriented state.
The residences of the cultivators were on the mountaintop, while the hot spring was midway down the mountain.
Judging by his direction, was he heading down the mountain?
At this hour, why would he go down the mountain?
Something was up.
Curious, Jiang Niannian followed him.
She didn’t deliberately conceal her presence, but Jiang Ziyou was so preoccupied with his thoughts and utterly flustered that he didn’t notice her trailing him.
Meanwhile, Yin Buqi, waiting inside his room for Jiang Niannian, grew restless when she didn’t return for a long time and decided to go out and look for her.
However, as soon as he opened the door, a woman hurriedly pushed her way inside.
She was dressed in a sheer, gauzy dress, moving toward him with a boneless grace.
The white and green fabrics, as light as cicada wings, barely concealed her snow-white skin, offering a faint glimpse of the allure underneath.
Her dress was slit up to her thighs, revealing a breathtaking beauty.
“What are you doing here?”
Yin Buqi asked coldly, his gaze frosty.
“Stay away from me. I have something to do.”
Tang Murou replied, “Buqi, I came here especially to find you.”
Yin Buqi’s lips curled into a faint sneer, his crimson eyes filled with icy disdain.
“You truly are persistent, like a ghost clinging to life.”
“Buqi.”
Tang Murou looked at him, her eyes glimmering subtly as she softly said, “I have something important to tell you. Come closer.”
Her delicate frame seemed frail, her lips crimson, and her voice sugary sweet.
Behind her, nine fox tails silently emerged.
Yin Buqi stared into her eyes.
It felt like only a moment had passed, yet also like an eternity.
“Very well.”
Yin Buqi smiled.
His pale skin, jet-black hair, and blood-red lips made his smile under the moonlight strangely captivating.
Tang Murou was momentarily dazed.
Why hadn’t she noticed how attractive he was before?
A subtle, proud smile curved her lips.
Her gaze flickered with allure, like a bewitching spirit silently ensnaring her prey.
Ever since discovering she was a nine-tailed fox, she had been practicing the art of enchantment these past few days.
Her efforts had finally paid off.
She swayed her hips as she approached Yin Buqi, every movement dripping with seduction.
Yin Buqi’s smile deepened.
He raised his hand, and from the void, he drew out his nameless sword.
The crimson blade of dark steel gleamed in the moonlight as it stabbed into Tang Murou’s shoulder like a flash of lightning, blazing with an intense red.
“Ah! What are you doing?”
Tang Murou cried out in pain, clutching her shoulder.
Blood against her white skin was shockingly vivid as she stared at him in disbelief.
Why wasn’t he affected by her enchantment?
Before coming here, she had tested it on many others, and it had worked flawlessly.
Why did it fail on him?
Yin Buqi narrowed his eyes, his tone dangerously low. “I already have family. It’s only right for me to maintain my integrity.”
“You’ve endangered Niannian’s life time and time again. I’ve long wanted to kill you.”
His unnaturally pale face took on a sinister, cold hue, his eyes brimming with contempt and murderous intent.
Tang Murou’s dazed pupils suddenly contracted, transforming into utter shock.
Sensing that Yin Buqi truly intended to kill her, she screamed desperately, “You’re Yin Li, aren’t you? The deceased eldest son of the Rimuli sect’s former sect master!”
Yin Buqi’s raised sword halted.
He asked, “How do you know?”
Tang Murou, trembling with pain and tears streaming down her face, said, “I… I dreamt it.”
Afraid he wouldn’t believe her, she quickly added, “I have a gift that allows me to foresee the future in my dreams. I saw that one day, the Nether Evil Resentment Seed would awaken, and a person bearing the mark of the Red Spider Lily would bathe the world in blood! When I saw you in the Demon Palace, I knew it was you…”
“Bathed in blood…”
Yin Buqi murmured, seemingly absorbing her words.
Seeing his expression soften, Tang Murou, her face streaked with tears, lowered her head slightly.
She knew her pitiable appearance would evoke sympathy.
No man could resist her like this.
Tang Murou continued, “The misfortune fate is just a pretense. The truly terrifying one is the Nether Evil Resentment Seed.”
“Those chosen by the Nether Evil Resentment Seed bring death to all around them. Think of your dead parents…”
Yin Buqi replied, “Go on.”
“I know you like Jiang Niannian, but as a mere mortal, she can’t endure the disaster you bring. Only a nine-tailed fox like me can counterbalance your curse. We’re meant for each other!”
Yin Buqi said nothing.
After a long silence, he suddenly smiled brilliantly.
“What a claim—‘meant for each other.’”
“Buqi, you believe me, don’t you? Forget Jiang Niannian. What’s so special about her? I’m more beautiful, more suited for you. If you and I… Ah!”
Before she could finish, she was struck by a surge of spiritual energy that sent her flying into the courtyard, crashing into a stone table.
Yin Buqi stepped out of the room, his expression indifferent as he coldly looked at the woman curled up in pain on the ground.
“Miss Tang, you’re far too confident. Setting aside your baseless dream, what makes you think you’re worthy of being compared to my Niannian?”
Though he didn’t raise his voice, the icy detachment in his eyes was unmistakable.
Humiliated, pained, and furious, Tang Murou clutched her wound, tears streaming down her face, but she still tried to plead.
“If you don’t listen to me, you’ll regret it. You caused your parents’ deaths… You’ll cause hers too…”
Yin Buqi knelt, lifting her chin with fingers so strong they felt like they might crush bone.
“Ah!”
Tang Murou’s tears flowed even harder, her eyes filled with terror.
“If you can’t control your mouth and don’t know what to say or not say, I’ll handle it for you.”
A sword flashed toward him, and Yin Buqi tilted his head slightly to avoid it, turning his cold gaze toward the intruder.
Tang Xuanye rushed forward, spiritual energy gathering in his palm for an attack.
Yin Buqi smirked, pushed Tang Murou aside, and deftly dodged as he rose to his feet.
