Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era-Chapter 44: How Can You Endure All This?
’She is dangerous. In front of this kind of person, one must show their true face, otherwise... Their level of deduction is terrifying.’ BaiShe thought about killing her. But not only would that cause a lot of problems, it would also be a shame to waste more than 20,000 luck points.
BaiShe’s face turned cold.
"I did indeed kill that little bastard Lin Feng, but not for that idiotic reason. And even if I were the Devourer, Lin Feng’s talent was pathetic and not desirable at all."
"Oh... You are finally showing your true face." She smiled.
"I killed Lin Feng for two reasons. The first is that this commoner coveted what belongs to me, Ling’er. The second is that he threatened to reveal the relationship between Elder Xia and me, and that could not be allowed to happen."
Zhi Mei looked surprised, but what he said was quite plausible. Everyone knew that BaiShe had nearly died many times to protect his sister. However, she did not know that it was an obscene possessiveness he held toward her. From the way he spoke about Elder Xia, Zhi Mei could easily assume they were quite close... even if they were more like lovers.
And if a rumor spread about it, it could break BaiShe’s engagement with the princess of the Nether Dynasty.
In the cultivation world, having multiple women or men was not a problem, but the issue was the title. There would always be one main wife and the others would be concubines. Generally, the woman with the noblest origin became the main wife. But between the Nether Princess and a central member of an immortal family, these two origins were equal, and neither would accept becoming a concubine. Therefore, one of these relationships would likely be broken.
’And so, he killed Lin Feng because he was a big mouth who liked to meddle in things that did not concern him.’ She concluded. ’But how did he manage to make it look like an attack from the Devourer?’
"You are probably wondering how I became so powerful."
She rolled her eyes. "I already have a pretty good idea."
’Double cultivation with Elder Xia Fei must have been quite fruitful.’ She thought.
"From your expression, you are mistaken. It is my talent."
"Yes, yes, of course... I was actually wondering how you managed to make the murder look like the arrival of the Devourer?"
BaiShe smiled. From the beginning, he had been waiting for this question.
"It just so happens that it was not intentional."
"What do you mean?"
"Look more closely, Miss Zhi Mei." BaiShe opened his arms.
Driven by her persistent suspicion, Zhi Mei decided to use her Overlord abilities to probe the young master’s internal structure. She let her azure-blue Qi discreetly escape from her fingertips to brush against BaiShe’s aura. He did nothing to stop her, wearing that enigmatic smile.
As her spiritual perception penetrated the superficial layers of BaiShe’s Qi, Zhi Mei frowned. With every second that passed, her blue eyes widened further, and her expression shifted from suspicion to profound shock. She abruptly withdrew her hand, her beautiful face paling with emotion.
"Wait... your heart... It is... How is this possible...?" she stammered, her voice trembling with astonishment.
"Well, unfortunately, it has been like this since birth. Not everyone is blessed by the Dao," he replied in a detached tone.
Zhi Mei swallowed with difficulty, her throat tight with a rising wave of anxiety.
When examining BaiShe, she had first searched for traces of Chaotic Qi in his Dantian, expecting to find the corruption of the Devourer. But BaiShe’s Dantian was of absolute purity, completely normal, without the slightest trace of malevolent energy. He was definitely not the one she was looking for.
However, what had caught her attention was far more terrifying: his heart.
BaiShe’s heart automatically pumped Khao, that energy normally reserved for Rakshasas.
Zhi Mei, who had been studying Khao for decades to better combat it, knew how painful it was for a cultivator to simply be touched by this substance. But for BaiShe, it was his own body that produced it constantly. The pain he endured with every heartbeat, every second of his existence, had to be simply unbearable, enough to drive even the most hardened cultivator mad.
"Can it not be cured?" she asked in a whisper, her sapphire eyes moist with involuntary compassion.
"I am afraid not," BaiShe replied with a slight sigh, his silver eyes gazing at the horizon with melancholy.
"How can you endure all this?" Zhi Mei truly felt sorry for him. She wondered if, in his place, she would not have simply given up on life to escape this constant torment.
BaiShe sketched a smile...
"Well, since I have been enduring it for a long time, it has become habitual. But I must constantly circulate my Qi, otherwise if it reaches my Dantian, I will become crippled or perhaps worse... die."
Zhi Mei lowered her eyes, overwhelmed by a feeling of shame. She had come here to harass and suspect a man who was waging a heroic and solitary battle against his own destruction.
She knew that the worst thing for BaiShe was not death, but the transformation. If one day his Dantian was broken or if his Qi stopped containing the Khao, he would not simply die; he would transform into a Rakshasa, losing his humanity. But she was not going to tell him that.
"Hum... I apologize for bothering you," she said, embarrassed, suddenly standing up from the terrace.
"I do not like your pitying expression, Holy Templar," BaiShe retorted. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"Ah, no... it is not..." She smiled nervously, searching for her words. "You have your pride, and I respect it. Our conversation will remain confidential, even if I unduly meddled in your personal life."
BaiShe nodded.
"It is nothing. And besides... you said you were heading to the Lower Realms?" he said, changing the subject.
"Indeed," Zhi Mei replied, relieved to move away from the emotional ground. "We have determined the approximate location of the Chosen One."
"Oh, that is good. So that still means the Devourer has appeared, even if it was not Lin Feng," BaiShe analyzed.
"You should do everything possible to hide his identity well, in order to protect him until he becomes more powerful."
Zhi Mei nodded gravely. "You are right. Discretion is our absolute priority."
She turned toward the table, picked up the cup of spiritual tea that BaiShe had prepared, and took a long sip.
"Not bad... It is an excellent blend."
"Thank you... It was much better when it was hot."
Zhi Mei looked at him for a moment, her mind working quickly. The guilt she felt mixed with a growing curiosity for this young man with such a tragic yet dignified fate.
"An idea just came to me... What if you accompanied me to the Lower Realms?" she suddenly proposed.
BaiShe feigned surprise, raising an eyebrow above his monocle.
"A Saintess asking a man out on a date? I am flattered, but I am afraid I must decline. After all, I am engaged."
Zhi Mei rolled her eyes, amused by his retort.
"What a faithful man you are... It is not a date, young master. It is just to make up for my intrusion," she added with a radiant smile.
"And besides, nothing is more exhilarating than seeing the Chosen of the Dao become the Executor with your own eyes. A scholar like you should appreciate the historical spectacle."
BaiShe remained silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons. In reality, his mind was jubilant. Accompanying the Templar was the perfect opportunity to locate the Dao Executor before everyone else and prepare his feast while not being suspected if he was seen at the scene.
"Well, well... it was not planned, but... If you insist," he finally said with an affable smile. "We will go together to find this Dao Executor."
