The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 213: Loser’s Comeback, Half-Demon’s Final Path

The atmosphere on the film set became strange because of one person's disappearance.

Wen Nian was gone.

She left without a sound, as if this person had never appeared.

People in the crew were quietly discussing, exchanging knowing gossip, but when the person involved, Luo Yu, walked by, all sounds vanished with tacit understanding.

Sun Zhou, having just gathered the latest news from the break room, leaned close to Jiang Ci and spoke in a hushed voice. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Bro, did you hear? Luo Yu fired his agent! No, his ex-girlfriend! I heard that woman screwed him over badly, turning down a lot of really good scripts for him!"

Jiang Ci let out an "Oh," flipping through his script without even lifting his eyelids.

Right then, Luo Yu walked towards the director's monitor.

All the hushed whispers across the entire crew instantly stopped.

Everyone looked at him.

Luo Yu stopped firmly in front of Zhang Mouyi, without a hint of hesitation.

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry."

His voice clearly carried through the quiet set.

"The previous issues were my problem, delaying everyone's progress."

He didn't explain the reasons, didn't play the victim, he just stated the facts and then took responsibility.

"Please give me one last chance."

He raised his head, meeting Zhang Mouyi's scrutinizing gaze directly.

"Give me three days."

"I will 'become' Chi Jie again."

Zhang Mouyi didn't say anything.

He just stared at Luo Yu, looking at him for a full half minute.

That gaze seemed to want to dissect Luo Yu from the inside out.

Finally, Zhang Mouyi only said one word.

"Granted."

That single word carried judgment.

For the next three days, the crew's shooting schedule was temporarily adjusted.

Zhang Mouyi moved up all the dialogue scenes, as well as the scenes for Mo Ying and Xuan Shuang.

The set remained busy, but everyone was tacitly waiting for one person.

Sun Zhou gave Jiang Ci live updates on the latest gossip every day.

"Bro, do you think Luo Yu can do it? What if he gets himself together but the performance still isn't good? Director Zhang will really replace him then."

Jiang Ci responded with a calm "Oh" on the surface, but in his heart, he was already calculating Plan B.

If the Chi Jie storyline really collapsed, he'd need to find a way to add some scenes for himself later.

For example, discuss with the director about having his arm accidentally bitten off by some out-of-control demonic beast while protecting A Li during the final battle with Chi Jie?

Hmm, the tragic, disabled character who sacrifices for love sounds pretty miserable.

Just as Jiang Ci was seriously contemplating which arm he should lose for maximum tragic aesthetics, a clear, cool female voice interrupted his thoughts.

"He's a good actor."

Jiang Ci turned around. It was Su Qingying.

She had somehow come to stand beside him, looking towards the distant part of the set where filming was happening.

"He just had his eyes clouded before."

Su Qingying probably noticed Jiang Ci's "distracted" look and, thinking he was worried Luo Yu's condition would affect the quality of the entire film, she took the rare initiative to offer a comforting word.

Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment before he caught on.

His award-winning actress partner had misunderstood again.

He could only follow her lead and nod stiffly.

"Yeah, I hope he can adjust well."

What he was really thinking was: Please don't adjust "too well"!

That kind of enlightened, world-weary "good" would be a fatal blow to his life-extension project!

Early morning on the third day.

When everyone in the crew was prepared for Luo Yu to continue his self-isolation, or to be directly replaced.

He appeared on the set alone, silently.

Everyone who saw him stopped what they were doing.

He had lost a lot of weight, the dark circles under his eyes were deep and heavy, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

But his entire being exuded an extremely contradictory aura.

Calm, yet dangerous.

He didn't speak to anyone, walking straight into the Costume Department.

A moment later, he walked out again.

He was now wearing the black robe embroidered with dark gold patterns that belonged to the Demon King, Chi Jie.

Zhang Mouyi's voice came through the loudspeaker.

"Luo Yu, the camera is ready."

"The entire crew is waiting for you."

"If this take still doesn't pass, you know the consequences."

Luo Yu didn't respond.

He walked to the center of the demonic array, stood quietly beside the throne that belonged to the victor.

Jiang Ci also walked onto the set.

He could feel the attention of the entire set focused on Luo Yu.

Jiang Ci's heart was also pounding.

His KPI was inextricably linked to this "reborn" villain!

Zhang Mouyi looked up from behind the monitor, sweeping his gaze over the two of them.

He didn't waste another word, directly raising his hand and bringing it down.

"Action!"

At the command.

Jiang Ci moved.

The Ye Chen he portrayed, holding the Shattered Star Blade, charged directly towards Chi Jie at the center of the demonic array with the unique flamboyance and confidence of youth.

It was the heroic spirit of splendid attire on a spirited steed.

However, facing this fierce assault.

Luo Yu, playing Chi Jie, didn't even move.

He stood there, not even bothering to assume a defensive posture.

Only at the instant before Jiang Ci's blade was about to touch his neck did he lazily raise a single finger.

A light tap.

An invisible barrier of demonic power coalesced in front of him.

The tip of the Shattered Star Blade struck it, emitting only a dull, soft sound, unable to advance another inch.

Luo Yu even seemed somewhat bored as he admired his own slender fingernails.

The bone-deep contempt turned the Ye Chen played by Jiang Ci into an impulsive half-demon.

Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi's body leaned forward slightly.

That's it.

This is the feeling.

The heavy stone hanging in Jiang Ci's heart also settled.

It's stable! This flavor is spot on!

Following the script's setting, he was provoked into anger.

Ye Chen's attacks became even more frenzied.

But no matter how hard he fought, Chi Jie always deflected all his attacks with the most casual movements.

Again and again.

The composure belonging to the strong and the fury belonging to the half-demon formed the sharpest contrast.

"Ah—!"

Finally, after another attack was easily deflected, Ye Chen was thoroughly enraged.

A suppressed low roar erupted from Jiang Ci's throat, his eyes bloodshot, his attacks completely losing all discipline, leaving only the madness born of humiliation.

He channeled all his demonic power into the Shattered Star Blade, unleashing his most powerful move.

Luo Yu's face finally showed a change.

A smile of successful conspiracy appeared on his face.

He spread his arms wide, completely abandoning defense, allowing that lethal blade energy to slash viciously into his chest.

No, not into his body.

It slashed into the Formation's Eye behind him, the one that had sealed his father's demonic power for a thousand years!

Ye Chen's strongest strike became the final key to breaking that ancient seal!

The powerful demonic power accumulated over a millennium surged madly into Chi Jie's body.

Luo Yu threw his head back and laughed wildly.

Jiang Ci, playing Ye Chen, stood frozen in place.

He realized he had been used.

Before he could even react to this immense shock.

Luo Yu, playing Chi Jie, arrived in front of Jiang Ci, assisted by the wirework.

He flicked away the Shattered Star Blade from Ye Chen's hand with just one finger.

Immediately after.

Another finger from Chi Jie tapped Ye Chen's chest before he could even react.

The location of the demon core.

Close-up shot.

The silver crack meticulously sewn by the prop master onto Jiang Ci's red costume snapped with a sound.

"Pfft—"

Jiang Ci spat out a mouthful of blood pack fluid with precision, his body falling heavily backward.

He struggled to get up but couldn't even move a finger.

Footsteps sounded, neither hurried nor slow.

Chi Jie walked slowly to stand before him, looking down from above at this half-demon who had completely lost all his power.

Luo Yu lifted his foot.

That black boot embroidered with gold thread gently nudged Jiang Ci's cheek, turning his head to the side.

He leaned down.

In a volume only the two of them could hear, he uttered a contemptuous whisper.

"Half-demon... are you even worthy?"