DLOBML CHAPTER 15

Chapter 15 — Infuriate the Demonic Master to Death (6) | My Brutal Showdown With the Male Lead

In the next breath, Li Jiutian’s face shifted through several shades. “Damn it, those b*stards!”

He looked up, urgency roughening his voice. “Zhenzhen, remember this. No matter what happens next, you must—”

The rest jammed in his throat, because someone had appeared behind Ye Zhenzhen.

Green robes and ink-black hair. Grace wrapped in elegance.

No amount of ink could paint his refined beauty.

“Zhenzhen?”

Just one name was enough to freeze all the blood in Ye Zhenzhen's body. Inexplicable emotions flowed through her limbs and body, pushing her to the brink of losing control.

It was him.

There could be no mistake.

That clear, warm timbre could belong to no one else.

From Xing Ge’s angle, it simply looked like the woman facing away from her had started to tremble, as if suppressing something fierce.

Had she mistaken her?

It had been thirty years. People changed. Wasn’t there a saying that a girl can change eighteen times as she grows?

Xing Ge cleared her throat and gave Li Jiutian, who stood not far away, a polite smile. “Daoist friend, do you know where I can find Ye Zhenzhen of Seventh-Ring Peak? I am Luo Geng, a relative of hers. I have business with her.”

Watching the man’s expression move from confusion to a fury he could not contain, Xing Ge felt genuinely baffled.

She had never seen this guy in her life. Where did this huge grudge come from? He acted like she had stolen his wife.

She rubbed her nose and tried again, gently. “If you see her, please tell her I am looking for—”

The woman whirled. Tears streaked her breathtaking face.

A beauty weeping, rain on pear blossoms. Even Li Jiutian’s heart twisted, though he knew the tears were not for him.

“You… have you returned?” Her voice broke, hoarse from crying.

Xing Ge studied her for a moment before finally confirming that the peerless beauty before her was indeed her eighteenth wife, Ye Zhenzhen.

She had truly grown into a willowy stunner. Xing Ge almost had not recognized her.

She sighed inwardly, still gathering herself, when Ye Zhenzhen flew into her arms like a swallow to its nest. She buried her face in Xing Ge’s chest and cried, heedless of the other’s startled look.

Had the girl suffered in the Xiaoyao Sect?

At last, a prickle of guilt touched Xing Ge’s heart.

She had been the one to bring the heroine up the mountain. Then she had vanished for thirty years without so much as a word. That was a bit much.

She was a seasoned old monster who could live with solitude, but the girl was still young.

She raised a hand and smoothed Ye Zhenzhen’s hair in silent comfort. Across from them, however, that “gentleman’s” face had twisted into something feral, like he wanted to tear Xing Ge apart.

Why did this feel like being caught as the home-wrecking “adulterer”?

Xing Ge coughed. Ye Zhenzhen woke as if from a dream and hurriedly stepped back, cheeks flushed. She still clung to Xing Ge’s sleeve, though, like a child afraid of getting lost.

“…”

Li Jiutian remained silent for a long while. His violent aura rose and fell repeatedly as he questioned with a face as black as the bottom of a pot. “So you are Luo Geng? That decrepit old goat? That faithless scoundrel?”

“…”

To be a woman and get labeled a “faithless scoundrel,” now that was one pot Xing Ge did not want to carry.

And then—

“You b*stard. I have finally waited for you. Now die!”

Li Jiutian flipped into his blackened state in a heartbeat. Black hair streaming, purple robes snapping without wind, he brought Silver-Twilight down at her in a killing stroke.

Xing Ge: “!!!”

Since when had the cultivation world turned this savage? One wrong word and people went straight for the throat?

“Wait. There has to be some kind of misunderstanding—”

“What f***ing misunderstanding?!”

Our proud, demonic leading man had wanted to curse for a long time.

For f**k’s sake, he had been swallowing this bile forever. he’d been holding in this frustration for so long, okay? The girl he liked ran off with someone else, that was bad enough. The beloved disciple he cultivated kept acting crazy and calling himself adorable all day. Now the once-glorious Carefree Sect was about to be humiliated. And at his lowest moment, his romantic rival actually swaggered in like he owned the place to find his woman. If this wasn’t a provocation, what was?!

If he did not beat this man until he cried for his father and called for his mother, then he might as well take Luo’s surname.

Holy sh*t, this guy’s attacks were getting more vicious with each move. She couldn’t keep dodging like this forever, could she?

She parried and tried reason one last time. “Old fellow, you are three hundred years old. Do not pretend to be a hot-blooded youth. We can talk this out. Otherwise, you will end up with broken bones—”

Li Jiutian exploded. “Old fellow? Your whole family is old! I am forever eighteen!” To express the depth of his rage, the great male lead hawked and spat at her.

There was spit.

Spit.

Spit…

“You’re looking for death!”

Xing Ge snapped. Reason packed its bags and left. Before the male lead could react, she drove a fist into his chest and launched him across to the opposite mountain.

Boom!

Disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect watched a shooting star carve a graceful arc through the sky. Then came a thunderous crash.

A mountain collapsed.

Xing Ge blinked back to herself. Facing the elders racing over with looks of horror, she lifted a sheepish hand. “Er… my hand slipped.”

Then she quickly pulled the male lead out of the ruins like pulling up a radish.

“Sorry about that. I couldn’t hold back just now.” She felt she had indeed been a bit too heavy-handed. Who knew this guy would be so fragile? Sigh, she really didn't mean to.

“Get lost!” Li Jiutian was close to breaking. Was he really the male lead? He was the famed demonic master, invincible across the cultivation world, and he had just been swatted out of the sky by some nobody from who-knows-where. In front of all his disciples.

“But—”

“But my a**!”

“…All right then.” Xing Ge, who was in mid-air, let go.

Splat.

The male lead free-fell in the classic face-first pose.

“Luo, I will kill you!” His voice was stretched thin by the wind filling it.

He spat dirt out of his mouth and looked up. Ye Zhenzhen stared in shock.

Behind her stood a whole crowd of elders and disciples.

Li Jiutian rolled his eyes up and decisively played dead.

Xing Ge hurried down, pulled a few fat garlic bulbs from her pouch, chomped, then leaned in and exhaled.

“Haaa—”

Male lead: “!!!”

Help! It stinks!

“Oh good, you are finally awake!” Xing Ge seized his hand, beaming. “I told you, Divine Farmer Garlic works wonders. It worked so quickly!”

Stone-faced, Li Jiutian tried to wrench his hand free.

Xing Ge seemed to catch his meaning and laughed. “You are too polite. If the garlic saved you, then that is that. But since you feel awkward, let us do this. Since you are Zhenzhen’s fellow disciple, I will give you a special discount. 9.99% off. Just pay me 999 spirit stones. The kind with little red hearts, the top-grade kind.”

Male lead: “!!!”

This time he truly fainted.

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