After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 184 - Catch Me, and I’ll Go Home with You

“Ah, it seems a rather extraordinary young lady is approaching...”

Even before the battle had reached its midpoint, Yuan Yi had sensed a silver figure diving from the southern mountains.

This girl was no ordinary person.

With just one glance, Yuan Yi could see an astonishing amount of destiny and fortune behind her—easily a hundred times that of the Black Dragon clan prodigy with the ancient dragon legacy!

Yuan Yi had followed Feng Yuan for thousands of years.

But aside from the True Dragon Empress, she had rarely seen such terrifying destiny in a “Destined Heroine.”

Normally, upon sensing such a formidable “Destined Heroine,” Yuan Yi would have immediately sought to eliminate her. After all, this girl wore a golden-threaded dragon robe, clearly marking her as a celestial servant of Dragon Dynasty!

Given such an opportunity, why wouldn’t she take the chance to kill her now, rather than let the True Dragon Empress nurture her into an unstoppable war machine?

For a moment, Yuan Yi’s delicate fingers had already prepared a lethal silver thread. As soon as the “Destined Heroine” stepped into range, Yuan Yi was confident she could tear her apart—

But as the girl drew closer and her aura became more distinct, Yuan Yi hesitated.

She sensed a familiar energy within this “Destined Heroine”—an abyssal energy!

Why did she have abyssal energy inside her?

Especially concentrated around her abdomen. Outsiders might not notice, but as a Heavenly God-level abyssal apostle, Yuan Yi was acutely sensitive to such energy fluctuations...

Moreover, upon closer inspection, Yuan Yi could even identify whose abyssal energy it was.

“He Ange...”

“What exactly have you done to this ‘Destined Heroine’ with such terrifying destiny?”

Yuan Yi narrowed her phoenix eyes, feeling a shiver run through her. She glanced at the blood-stained young man and found He Ange’s figure increasingly enigmatic and inscrutable.

This cheeky brother...

Could he have... been intimate with the ‘Destined Heroine’?

And more shockingly, did it happen just this morning?

The answer was obvious to someone with Yuan Yi’s experience.

She wasn’t naive. The distinct abyssal energy in the girl’s abdomen, originating from He Ange, indicated he had transferred his essence into her body. How else could his energy have gotten there?

Not through some indescribable means...

What other explanation could there be?

Did he perform a cesarean section on her and accidentally spill a lot of blood inside?

And given how fresh and potent the energy was, it hadn’t been more than twenty-four hours since it was transferred—still “fresh and warm.”

No matter how you looked at it, Yuan Yi was astounded by He Ange’s “accomplishments.”

In just two years...

The once shy and weak boy who served tea to Feng Yuan had grown bold enough to taint a ‘Destined Heroine.’

Was he not afraid that such audacity would invoke Heaven’s wrath and bring down a tribulation lightning bolt on him?

Thinking this,

Yuan Yi couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Meanwhile, a blue-red figure appeared beside the moonlit maiden.

“Lady Yuan Yi, I think we should hide for now. That ‘Destined Heroine’ and Lord Ange are...”

“And what about Ange? Feng Yuan instructed me to bring him back alive.”

“Actually...”

...

“I see.”

In the northern sky,

After a brief discussion with Xuanque, the moonlit maiden and the blue-red girl vanished under Xuanque’s illusion.

Meanwhile,

He Yan continued pursuing Gu Li, the ‘Destined One.’

The entire Zongshan Plains were littered with corpses, leaving only He Ange and Li Daoyuan... and a silver-haired celestial maiden who had just arrived, unaware of the situation.

...

...

An Luo Yi didn’t know the real-time situation on Zongshan Plains.

Since the battle began, it had been nothing but thunder and lightning, demonic energy surging skyward. Various chaotic energy fluctuations made it impossible for An Luo Yi to locate He Ange. She couldn’t tell who was fighting whom—everything was obscured.

All she knew was that the battle effects were extravagant—demonic energy constantly erupting, blocking out the sky. Several times even Heaven trembled with rolling thunder.

By the time An Luo Yi arrived,

The battle had ended.

All she saw were He Ange drenched in blood and Li Daoyuan trembling on his knees, offering treasures with both hands.

Who was the hunter? Who was the prey? It seemed obvious.

But An Luo Yi couldn’t believe what she saw. She couldn’t understand how the gentle and kind He Ange could single-handedly slaughter all of Wanmo Sect’s demonic cultivators in mere minutes—leaving corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.

Not even the Blood Moon Witch could achieve this!

“He Ange...”

“What... what have you done...?!”

An Luo Yi stared at the blood-stained evil phoenix youth, feeling a mix of unfamiliarity, fear, and deep concern.

She had never seen He Ange so ruthless and bloodthirsty.

In her memories,

He Ange always greeted her with a smile. Even when he didn’t smile, he was always gentle and affectionate towards An Luo Yi...

But now?

The light in He Ange’s eyes was gone.

The young man stood there in blood-stained white robes, his appearance demonic. Even his gaze towards An Luo Yi was no longer warm—cold and indifferent as if detached from everything around him.

Yes,

An Luo Yi admitted that this He Ange was much stronger than the gentle junior brother she once knew—strong enough to make even her late Nascent Soul stage self feel instinctively threatened...

But this He Ange felt like a stranger—a terrifying cultist...

Just this morning,

He had still been nestled in her arms, reluctant to leave—murmuring about wanting to cuddle for five more minutes. He couldn’t get enough of her body.

“As you can see, it’s just ordinary killing and treasure hunting.”

He Ange took the treasures from Li Daoyuan and stored them in a pouch under his sleeve.

He then turned to face An Luo Yi directly—his clear eyes cold but unafraid as he met her gaze head-on.

“Senior Sister,

There’s no need to ask further. The truth is exactly what you see and think...”

“...”

An Luo Yi fell silent.

She had always been smart—how could she not understand the situation?

Undoubtedly,

He Ange wasn’t a celestial cultivator of Shengxu Sect. According to the intercepted conversations from Wanmo Sect, He Ange belonged to the Moon Sect Witch’s faction.

But An Luo Yi couldn’t believe it—it was an absurd joke.

The Moon Sect Witch had destroyed He Ange’s spiritual veins; he wished for nothing more than Mu Yanli’s death. How could he possibly serve Moon Sect by stealing Shengxu Sect’s ancient treasures?

Moreover,

An Luo Yi had already sensed it—

The abyssal aura on He Ange and his current appearance... He had likely joined an evil cult—a dark force feared by both celestial and demonic paths.

According to Dragon Dynasty’s laws,

The four major evil cults were far more dangerous than any demonic sects.

Demonic cultivation was still considered a legitimate path—opposed by celestial sects due to ideological differences.

But evil cultivation...

Was universally condemned!

It defied natural order—inhuman and utterly malevolent—relying on bloodshed for cultivation!

As An Luo Yi’s mind raced,

He Ange lowered his gaze and spoke softly:

“Senior Sister,

Thank you for all your care over the years. I will never forget your kindness...”

“But I must leave now.”

“My master is still trapped in the abyss waiting for me to rescue him. If fate allows it,

We will meet again.”

With that,

He turned to leave.

But at that moment,

A burst of icy energy exploded behind him—like a thousand-petaled ice lotus blooming around An Luo Yi.

In an instant,

The ice spread across half the plains—freezing He Ange’s lower body in place—even time seemed to slow under its influence.

Clang!

The Silver Phoenix Sword pierced through—grazing He Ange’s face before stopping in front of him—the intent and killing aura unmistakable.

He Ange turned back—meeting An Luo Yi’s icy gaze head-on.

The ‘Destined Heroine’ was never one to be trifled with.

An Luo Yi had given her life to He Ange—offering him everything she cherished as a woman. She even dreamed of giving him a child once they ascended together—they had promised each other forever...

And now,

He wanted to leave?

What did that make of An Luo Yi?

Was he treating her dignity and feelings like child’s play?

An Luo Yi had made up her mind—

If He Ange dared leave today,

She would pierce him with her sword!

Even if it meant beating him to near death—cutting off his arms and legs—crippling his cultivation—she would take him back!

“He Ange,

Come back with me.”

Her voice was icily resolute—unwavering—not allowing any room for doubt. There was no trace of gentleness left—it was as if she were negotiating with an enemy.

An Luo Yi believed that whatever led He Ange to this point must be something he couldn’t speak of—a burden she understood.

But understanding didn’t mean she would tolerate it.

She was domineering like that—

Today,

She wouldn’t let He Ange leave!

She could open herself up—accepting everything about him—

But she could also hold onto him tightly—

She wasn’t someone who let others come and go as they pleased—

Since He Ange had shared that intimate bond with An Luo Yi,

He owed her responsibility!

“Senior Sister, there’s no going back.” He said helplessly.

“We can go back! Why can’t we? Let’s explain everything to Master Shi—she’s your master; she’ll understand your struggles. There’s still hope for redemption!”

An Luo Yi’s patience had worn thin—her emotions reaching freezing point—the pressure from her near Divine Transformation aura suffocating He Ange.

For the first time,

He truly felt what it meant to be against a ‘Destined Heroine.’

This chilling pressure far surpassed anything Gu Li or Jue Wu Qing could muster—an unmatched force.

Taking a deep breath,

He Ange lowered his head slightly:

“It’s no use—the truth can’t be hidden anymore. If the elders find out—they’ll execute me without mercy—even Master Shi can’t save me.”

“Whoever dares kill you—I will kill them!”

“Senior Sister...”

He Ange smiled bitterly—

He knew An Luo Yi spoke out of anger—but seeing her icy determination—he realized she might actually do it.

However...

The ‘Destined Heroine’ wasn’t yet strong enough to dominate everyone—

In his previous life,

An Luo Yi became an unstoppable force in later stages—slaying gods and demons alike—conquering all surrounding forces for Dragon Dynasty’s unification—a key figure—the sole heir to True Dragon Empress’ throne—

If someone managed to kill Empress Chen Long—

An Luo Yi would be next Dragon Dynasty Empress—

Looking at it this way—

His senior sister truly lived up to being a ‘Destined Heroine’—standing above all young prodigies in cultivation world—

Barely over twenty years old—with such fierce determination—even ancient elders paled before her—she’d kill anyone who opposed her—

“Is there really no way you’ll let me go?”

Clang!

As he spoke,

He summoned his sword—the Silver Phoenix Sword erupted with phoenix cries—landing in his left hand—gleaming sharply—

He knew he couldn’t escape today—

If An Luo Yi wanted to capture him—it would be too easy—

So,

His answer was clear—

Meanwhile,

Seeing white-robed youth brandishing sword against her—

An Luo Yi felt a shiver run through her heart—

She never imagined she’d one day stand opposed to He Ange—

She’d shown him some threatening intent—but didn’t expect him to coldly face her with equal killing intent—

“You’ve grown up indeed—you’ve grown up—He Ange—you now dare point your sword at me—for your so-called evil master—you’d even harbor killing intent towards me...”

With a faintly mocking smile,

An Luo Yi bit her lip—but tears welled up in her eyes—

She couldn’t understand what had happened between them—to make He Ange willing to fight her...

She might not be perfect—but she’d never betrayed him—

She didn’t deserve this treatment from him—

Now,

An Luo Yi felt like someone who’d raised a husband for decades—only to be stabbed by him just before their wedding day—

“Senior Sister.”

Seeing tears about to fall from her eyes,

He Ange’s cold expression softened slightly—

With a hint of helplessness:

“If you can catch me—I’ll go back with you.”

“Fine—that’s what you said! If I catch you today—you’ll come home with me!”

An Luo Yi smiled through tears—a beautiful yet sorrowful expression—but despite this—the determination in her icy eyes grew stronger—

As a ‘Destined Heroine’ born with pride—in countless duels over decades—she’d never lost to He Ange—

This time would be no different—

“Senior Sister—I won’t duel you this time.”

“I know my swordsmanship can’t match yours—but I’m not just a swordsman...”

He Ange said calmly—

Meanwhile,

His evil phoenix bloodline surged within him—dark wings unfurled behind him—dominating heavens—

Next moment—a soul-shaking abyssal phoenix cry echoed across miles!

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“Senior Sister!”

“Are you ready——!!!”

With maniacal laughter,

He seemed possessed by madness—no longer exuding any celestial aura—

“Take this!!”

Formation Art: Abyssal Fall!

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