Chapter 290 - 290 288 I Just Grind My Teeth I Don't Bite People

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290: Chapter 288: I Just Grind My Teeth, I Don’t Bite People 290: Chapter 288: I Just Grind My Teeth, I Don’t Bite People She knew, however, that he was no demon. Amid crisis, which demon could instinctively protect her behind themselves as he did? Through the clothes, she could feel his wrist bones’ sharpness, hard and thin like old plum branches. She lowered her voice and asked softly, “Do you need to drink blood?” Baili An shook his head, having lost much blood, his body felt as though the coldness of the night had invaded his marrow—bone-chillingly cold. Just then, a resolute voice came from not far away, making Fang Geyu realize why he had refused to drink blood. “Who exactly are you, that you can control the demonic insects on the Ghost Snake’s body in this abandoned residence?” Under the bloody-looking apricot blossom tree, Young Master Ying Xiu, with his Ghost Sword pressed down, stood tall. He had clearly seen the dispersal of swarm insects and frowned deeply beneath his dark eyebrows; although his tone was calm without hostility, his gaze held a hint of interrogation. The rescued Baili Xianxian, sitting against the stone steps under the tree, though pale, had the bite wounds on her neck from the female corpse He Sha already treated, wrapped in layers of clean gauze, her weak eyes casting puzzled glances this way. From this angle, Baili An’s face was buried in Fang Geyu’s neck, just so that his blood-colored eyes were unseen by the two. Fang Geyu’s gaze flickered slightly, and she lifted a hand to cover Baili An’s eyes, turning her head to look disdainfully at the young man in the judge’s red robe under the tree. “Do people from the Central Netherworld just love to pry into others’ secrets?” Her words were quite rude, even speaking disparagingly of the revered You Dynasty. Ying Xiu, the Crown Prince of Central Netherworld, knitted his brows, but contained himself well without showing anger. He shook his head solemnly and said, “The Witch Luo demonic insects, originating from the sinister lands of the Wilderness, are often strung into curses by cults to harm the Mortal World. And this young man beside Miss, not only can control demonic insects, but even stimulate the incubation of eggs in earth veins in the Ghost Snake. Appearing out of nowhere in this abandoned house, acting mysteriously with malevolent means, it is indeed hard not to suspect your identities and intentions.” Hearing his serious demeanor, Fang Geyu couldn’t help but recall the praises and reputation the Central Netherworld Crown Prince had garnered among the righteous cultivators of Tianyao Continent over the years. A gentleman upright and noble. Despite emerging from the gloomy Yin Realm, he appears as pure and bright as the moon. Stars clutter the sky, all surrounding the moon, but only his light is dazzling to behold. But when Fang Geyu finally saw the real person, she just wanted to spit in disgust. Her smile was mocking, “Central Netherworld, evolved from the Yin Bureau, Palace of Darkness, ruled by the Dynasty of Houtu, dwelling underground in the Netherworld. Houtu Earth, land of heroic spirits, governs with deceitful tactics, dominating Central Netherworld, making the world fear and avoid. Looking at this lord coming out of Central Netherworld, first controlling the Yin Crow, then breaking into the abandoned house, moving mysteriously, and acting crudely. Then, casting lustful gazes over the Wandao Immortal Alliance’s second Young Master, Baili Xianxian, making inappropriate advances—a behavior that truly raises suspicions about Young Master Ghost Sword’s malicious intentions and his perverse actions.” Fang Geyu’s words, aimed even at those she did not despise, were sharp and hurtful. Let alone this man she found repulsive and disgusting at first sight—her biting words could almost rival an Immortal’s Flying Sword, chopping off a dog’s head, killing and piercing hearts. Ying Xiu’s expression faltered, his normally gentle nature unable to suppress a flicker of anger. The Hundred Immortal Sects, the kingdoms of Tianyao, and the Central Netherworld Dynasty have all maintained a neutral stance. In ancient times, the Central Netherworld was part of Netherworld land, and even the Sea of Oblivion was once marked as territory of the Demon World. Although the subsequent chaos in the Demon World led to Netherworld forming its own faction, creating the Yama Palace and the Nine Nethers, harboring the lost souls of the Mortal World. Then establishing the Human Dynasty, known as the Central Netherworld, acting as the only bridge between the Mortal World and the Netherworld Bureau. The path to Netherworld, the crossing of the Santzu River, half in the Mortal World, half in Purgatory. Though most residents of the Central Netherworld Dynasty are either humans or cultivators, being close to Hell and the Ghost Path, and dealing daily with Evil Ghosts and Shura, it’s inevitable for people to harbor many biases against the name Central Netherworld. Not to mention, more than two hundred years ago, that incident led to a split between Central Netherworld and Tianxi, turning their alliance from that of Swan Alliance to a rather awkward situation where they bicker upon meeting. In the eyes of people, the Central Netherworld has deviated further from the righteous path. Fang Geyu’s remarks, seemingly nonsensical and unreasonable, were in fact piercing, targeting the crux of Ying Xiu’s worries. He was never concerned about public prejudices, but this particular prejudice came from his own biological father, the Heavenly Seal Sword Master. This matter has always been a thorn between the two major forces of Central Netherworld and Tianxi, making Ying Xiu’s situation, despite his apparent glory, quite awkward—both in terms of identity and circumstances. People usually dare not mention or speak of it. To encounter someone as unrestrained and bold as Fang Geyu was truly a first for Ying Xiu. Perhaps it was due to the strict and exacting upbringing at home, or perhaps Empress Ying Ji wanted to cultivate her son into a true gentleman. Despite being agitated, Ying Xiu still did not show any anger. He looked at Fang Geyu, his gaze gradually becoming clearer and brighter. “Controlling the Yin Crow, and practicing Deceitful Dao, it was solely to save people. While it may be an extraordinary approach, Ying Xiu acknowledges no shame in his heart, especially since during the Demon-Slaying War, the heroic spirits of my Central Netherworld were also selfless.” His explanation was solid, not retorting sharply or aggressively, perfectly displaying modesty without losing pride. But the mocking look in Fang Geyu’s eyes only deepened; she sneered, “Sir surely knows how to speak human when seeing humans and ghost when seeing ghosts. You practicing extraordinary dao for saving others is indeed faultless, since I haven’t seen you plotting treachery or murder. But him controlling demonic insects was to protect and save his own life; you haven’t seen us harming anyone either. Being a deviant, should you question and suspect us like you’re superior, framing us as villainous individuals?” During her speech, Fang Geyu had already torn a piece of her clothing and tied it across Baili An’s eyes, not wanting to expose those iconic red eyes, suppressing the impending rage within her. He was desperately craving blood at this moment, but in the presence of these two fools, she couldn’t blatantly feed him. If something indeed happened to him, she wouldn’t care whether the other was a prince or not; if they angered her, she was capable of resorting to any underhanded trick. Tonight, he was having a hard time, and she certainly wouldn’t let that Young Master Ghost Sword walk out of this abandoned house on steady legs. Just when she thought the Crown Prince would continue his relentless arguing, he surprisingly fell silent after hearing Fang Geyu’s words. Moments later, he withdrew his hostility, his expression complex as he glanced at her, saying, “Miss speaks sensibly, it was my overreaction, please don’t take offense.” Fang Geyu seemed surprised but did not continue to delay. All she thought about was how to shake off these two, find a secluded place, and let the little corpse demon gnaw a bit to satisfy his hunger—that was the real matter at hand. Just about to say ‘let’s mind our own waters and part ways with peace,’ she hadn’t expected that the barely alive Young Master Xianxian would angrily struggle to his feet. Perhaps because of the gravity of his injuries, every movement made him gasp for air; with every gasp, he doubled over, looking pitifully frail. “Your reasoning is bullshit!” bellowed the master after aggravating his neck wound, which began to ooze blood anew, paining his now ghostly pale face. Nearly gritting his teeth, he said, “Fang Xiaoyu, speak with some conscience, tell me, what does it mean to be touched inappropriately and be entranced? Between this scoundrel and me, it’s completely clean between us, not related by half a penny!” To the outraged Baili Xianxian, Fang Geyu merely swept a light glance his way: “Whether you’re murky with him or utterly innocent, what does it have to do with me even worth half a penny?” Ying Xiu, seeing Baili Xianxian’s overly vehement reaction and apparently eager to clear any connection with him, felt somewhat displeased. Traveling thousands of miles to rescue her, only to be met with cold shoulders, naturally brought disappointment; if not for being asked by someone, he wouldn’t have bothered playing the good Samaritan. Might as well take this opportunity to clarify things. “Miss Baili, I think you’ve misunderstood. Indeed there is a marriage contract between us, but my heart has long belonged to someone else. My intervention today was entirely for Uncle Qiao’s sake. Please be assured, Miss, that Ying Xiu harbors no ulterior motives towards you.” Ying Xiu smiled lightly, glanced at her, and continued, “Fortunately, seeing Miss’s reaction now, I assume you hold no romantic feelings for Ying Xiu, so the easier to speak. Once Miss is safe, please await a letter from me to explain everything to your family, proposing to dissolve our engagement, if that’s alright.” Without this explanation, all might have been well, but upon hearing it, Baili Xianxian’s face bloated with anger, her eyes almost murderous, “You say! Between us! We should dissolve our engagement!” Fang Geyu’s body began to tremble slightly, holding back laughter. Baili An sensed this and couldn’t help but raise his head in confusion, “Fang Geyu?” Fang Geyu patted his back, “Nothing, just some good drama to watch.” Silent for a moment, Baili An spoke again in a slightly embarrassed voice, “Um, Fang Geyu, my eyes are covered, but… my teeth seem to have grown out.” Fang Geyu looked down, spotting indeed two tiny sharpened fangs shimmering below his lips, she frowned and asked, “Uncomfortable?” “A bit itchy.” “Need to gnaw on something?” Listening to her tone, it almost sounded like she was teasing a puppy. Baili An’s face turned slightly red, and he nodded, “Yes, find me a brick or something.” He would gnaw on it, not bite people. Fang Geyu gave a peculiar look. A brick? Again with a brick. It was indeed a strange request. As if she would smack his little head with a brick previously, and now to find a brick for him to gnaw on to ease his discomfort? Given the circumstances, it was naturally impossible to offer her neck for him to bite in front of others, but neither could she settle for something inferior like a brick, right? Despite raising a corpse demon, she intended to do so lavishly, not sparingly like the village mud monkeys. Besides, even if she really found a brick now, him leaning earnestly against her chest, gnawing on a brick in front of those two fools. This didn’t seem quite right no matter how one thought about it. After pondering carefully, Fang Geyu decided she couldn’t let him suffer like this and, blushing faintly, extended a finger to his lips, her voice feigning detachment and generosity, “I’ll lend you a finger to gnaw on then.”

Chapter 290 - 290 288 I Just Grind My Teeth I Don't Bite People

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