Yan Li and that Monarch-level Monster, one chasing the other, moved rapidly toward the interior of the Penglai Immortal Realm. They soon leaped a great distance, their figures gradually shrinking in Yan Lin’s field of vision.
Although it was a bit strange why the Monster hadn’t caught up to the protagonist yet, the current situation was quite good. As long as it successfully created difficulties and obstacles for the protagonist, the result was more or less what he had expected.
Yan Lin felt a slight sense of relief. Finally, he had smoothly accomplished something a villain ought to do. It really was too difficult. He also couldn’t help but think that this time, a certain Abyssal King had become unexpectedly reliable?
Just as he was thinking this, a smiling head suddenly leaned in front of him; it was the Abyssal King, Bai Si.
Before Yan Lin could speak, he raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled: “How was it?”
Yan Lin also beamed: “Not bad.”
Bai Si continued to smile: “So then, shouldn’t you give me a little reward?”
Yan Lin was in a great mood and didn’t mind much, waving his hand directly: “What reward do you want? Let’s be clear, it has to be something within my power.”
The corners of Bai Si’s eyes held a smile that was somewhat meaningful: “Don’t worry, it will definitely be within Lin’er’s power.”
Yan Lin was instantly curious. For a reward specifically requested by an Abyssal King, could it be some top-grade pill or magical treasure he had? He wouldn’t be stingy with those, but could a Monster even understand such things?
Then, under Yan Lin’s quite curious gaze, the Abyssal King arched a brow and gave a faint smile.
“As for the reward… how about Lin’er following me back to the Abyss to see it for yourself?”
He smiled and added: “You still remember what I said before, right? The Monster bloodline is sealed within your body—even if you grew up in this human cultivation world since childhood, it cannot be denied that you were born as one of us.”
If he hadn’t mentioned it, Yan Lin would have almost forgotten that he wasn’t a pure human.
Bai Si, with eyes full of smiles, continued persuasively: “You don’t need to be in a rush to refuse me, you can consider it seriously. Besides, it’s not as if you can’t return to the cultivation world once you go to the Abyss. I won’t restrict you; just treat it as going back to the Abyss to have a look.”
Neither agreeing nor disagreeing, Yan Lin actually felt a damned bit of interest.
He had always been curious about the Abyss. Having seen enough of the beautiful mountains and rivers of the cultivation world over the past few years, it was only natural to be curious about another place and want to explore it. After all, he wasn’t originally a native of this world; he had only come here to execute missions because of his deal with the Villain System.
Therefore, aside from focusing on fulfilling his obligations as a villain, Yan Lin had never mistreated himself; he lived however was most comfortable.
Furthermore, a small thought suddenly occurred to Yan Lin. If he went to the Abyss… wouldn’t he be able to hide and cough to avoid the protagonist?
Although he didn’t show it on the surface, Yan Lin had a massive headache regarding the protagonist’s completely distorted feelings. Especially since the object of that distortion was himself. This inevitably made him subconsciously recall that cough making his lips feel slightly numb as if the warmth of another person still lingered there… the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Perhaps he could wait until things settled down, or after his attempt to harm the protagonist was discovered, and run to the Abyss to take shelter.
Thinking thus, Yan Lin’s eyes brightened slightly; the more he thought about it, the more tempted he became.
Bai Si saw his inclination and couldn’t help but smile again, feeling even more certain in his heart.
Don’t you love Lin’er? That crazy and distorted love is far too heavy; I don’t think it suits Lin’er at all. So, you should just stay over here by yourself! Hahahaha.
The more brilliantly the Abyssal King smiled, the more the thick malice in the depths of his eyes almost overflowed.
…
On the other hand,
Yan Li and that Monarch-level Monster had run nearly to the central region of the Penglai Immortal Realm. Right now, Yan Li appeared to have only a late Golden Core cultivation, and the movement speed he displayed was roughly equivalent.
However, the fact that he consistently stayed ahead of a Monarch-level Monster who didn’t even hold God Transformation cultivators in high regard was a bit incredible.
Of course, there was a reason for this; the problem naturally lay with this Monarch-level Monster.
Seeing the human in front of him suddenly stop his pace, he followed suit and halted. His first reaction afterward was to glance back toward the rear.
Heaven knows how nervous he had been earlier when he nearly accidentally injured the human the Prince valued. He had immediately chased after the target in front of him to get away.
He had even intentionally slowed his speed, following the target all the way here, precisely to hide from the Prince a bit to prevent the Prince from reacting later and seeking him out to “train his ability to resist being struck” in his name.
At this moment, seeing no sign of the Abyssal King chasing from behind, the Monarch-level Monster felt an instant sense of relief.
Turning back, however, he found that the weak human in front of him was actually looking at him with perfect composure, without a shred of the expected dread or fear. Only those deep eyes appeared dark and gloomy.
Under that gaze, he actually felt his heart tighten. Once he realized this, he flew into a sudden rage.
The Monarch-level Monster felt he was being underestimated. What a joke! He was actually being looked down upon by an incredibly weak human?! He could easily crush the other with a flick of his finger.
He was so angry he laughed.
He had changed his mind. Although the Prince’s intent was to “give him a lesson,” he hadn’t specified if it had to be a living person or a corpse, right?
The Monarch-level Monster curled his lips cruelly, his gaze toward the human in front of him as contemptuous as if looking at an ant. Why should he be angry with an ant about to die?
Disdaining even to waste words on the ant, he directly erupted with a powerful force that was no less than that of a human Tribulation Transcendence cultivator. He suddenly dived toward the other, his sharp bony tail twisting forward, reflecting a piercing cold glint.
However, the expected bloody scene of instantly piercing and tearing through that weak body did not occur. Instead, he watched in astonishment as the other party disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye just as he approached.
The Monarch-level Monster was a bit dazed. In the next second, a hair-raising sensation suddenly arose. Without even thinking, he tried to jump away immediately—but faster than him was a palm that landed silently on his shoulder.
A slightly pale hand with distinct knuckles. Compared to the Monster’s hard, hideous black scales, it looked weak and fragile, yet it firmly pinned the Monarch-level Monster down.
He was unable to move at all.
A ghostly voice echoed from behind, falling into the Monster’s ears like a sound from hell.
“The way you’re looking at me… seems a bit unpleasant, doesn’t it?”
The Monarch-level Monster’s entire body went stiff. He never expected to have misjudged so completely. Even if the human behind him still appeared weak on the surface, he no longer dared to underestimate him.
That powerful, treacherous aura as vast as the Abyss was something he had only ever felt from the Prince.
This human was very wrong!
A low laugh came from behind, and the fingers pinning his shoulder released. The Monarch-level Monster, who didn’t even respect the God Transformation stage, instantly moved far away from him.
The original contempt and disdain had now turned entirely into solemnity and wariness.
Yan Li’s eyes remained dark, cold, and silent. He looked at the Monster across from him who was wary of him, but his gaze passed right through the creature, seemingly wanting to pierce through the layers of forest to see a certain heart-stirring figure.
His Senior Brother…
His eye color deepened.
The Monarch-level Monster tensed his body, staring fixedly at this human as if facing a great enemy. But then he saw the other suddenly raise a hand and toss an object toward him. His gaze froze.
It was a snow-white horn, about the size of a palm, surrounded by rings of protruding sharp spikes. It made the horn look both holy and hideous… and it seemed a bit familiar?
Then, the Monarch-level Monster’s pupils suddenly shrank.
Clearly, he recognized it.
That was the Abyssal King’s horn.
“What did you do to the Prince?!”
Suddenly looking up, his eyes turned blood-red. The Monarch-level Monster let out an angry roar at the human opposite him.
“Stupid.”
As those two cold words fell, the powerful impact the Monster had momentarily released was crushed, allowing it to regain a sliver of sanity.
The Monster’s still-red eyes couldn’t help but look deeply at the other. Finally, he reached out and caught the snow-white horn belonging to the Abyssal King in mid-air.
Then, his expression went blank instantly.
Undoubtedly, the information reflected from this horn which only a Monster could read all stated that the Abyssal King had given the horn to this human himself.
Not only that, but there was one more vital point
This brutal Monarch-level Monster suddenly rose into the air, flew in front of Yan Li, and then dropped to one knee. He held the Abyssal King’s horn up with both hands, his head bowed deeply.
It represented submission.
“Heh…”