Help, What Should I Do If The Person Who Likes Me Is a Yandere! - Chapter 40:

Chapter 40: The Wrathful Leng Youran:

(The Eastern Imperial Empire)

As A chariot of nine dragons flew through the night sky, it flashed with colorful lights.

Nine golden dragons roared in unison, their formation earth-shattering, causing the hearts of numerous cultivators to tremble in fear.

Leng Youran leaned against the dragon chariot, her beautiful eyes half-closed, quietly listening to the report of the black-robed person beside her.

“Is that so? Ze’er has already dealt with those four escapees?”

“Yes, Sect Master…” The black-robed person responded in a deep voice.

Leng Youran opened her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her lips without a trace.

“As expected of Ze’er, he did not disappoint me…”

Leng Youran deliberately let the escapees go.

She doted on Xu Ze, but she also understood that in the profound realm, strength was paramount.

Though she had reached the pinnacle of the cultivation path, it was precisely because of this that she had become a target of criticism.

If Xu Ze relied solely on her protection, he wouldn’t be able to grow.

“Ze’er… I still wish to stand at the pinnacle of the cultivation path with Ze’er, gazing together at this vast Profound realm.”

“Don’t let me down…”

Thinking silently, Leng Youran looked out of the carriage window with dreamy eyes, as if she could already see the beautiful future she would share with Xu Ze.

Cough, cough.

Perhaps she had let her thoughts wander too far.

Feeling her cold face burning slightly, Leng Youran calmed her heart and looked at the black-robed person beside her.

Seeing that he had not left yet, she couldn’t help but ask, “What now? Is there something else?”

The black-robed person lowered his head and spoke, “Sect Master, there is something… I’m not sure if I should report it.”

“Heh, when did you people learn this?” Leng Youran sneered coldly, propping her chin as she looked at him. “Speak.”

The black-robed person swallowed hard and said with difficulty, “I… saw the Holy Son taking a female disciple into the mystical carriage… They were alone together that night.”

Silence.

In the dragon carriage, it became so quiet one could hear the air blowing outside.

Soon, a cold sweat covered the black-robed person’s forehead. He didn’t dare to lift his head, feeling his body instinctively sensing fear.

He… might die.

Although the Sect Master hadn’t said a word, the invisible pressure was suffocating.

It was stifling…

The black-robed person swallowed hard.

He regretted bringing this up.

Knowing the Sect Master’s extreme possessiveness toward the Holy Son, why did he have to mention this?

Having been by the Sect Master’s side for nearly a hundred years, had he learned nothing about reading the situation?

“Uh… ah…”

His eyes rolled back.

The black-robed person slumped softly to the ground, and fainted.

Meanwhile, Leng Youran remained calm as before.

However, if one observed closely, one would notice that the window beside Leng Youran was already covered in cracks.

It was made of high-grade spiritual stone glass which could withstand a strike from a peak-level master.

But now, under Leng Youran’s silent pressure, it was cracked all over!

“Roar!”

Outside the carriage, the nine golden dragons seemed to sense a dreadful pressure.

They emitted bitter cries and flew even faster.

…

“Ah-choo!”

Xu Ze rubbed his nose, looking bewildered.

What was going on?

Why had he been sneezing so much these past two days?

Could he really have caught a cold?

Impossible. After all, he was a Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator. How could he catch a cold like an ordinary person?

Shaking his head, Xu Ze glanced at the tasks he had completed in his system.

They were still rated perfect.

In just half an hour, he had consecutively slain three Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators and one Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator.

Although his master had contributed to this.

If his master hadn’t injured them, Xu Ze felt that even if he could defeat them, it would have taken some time.

It would have been difficult to complete within the system’s designated time.

The bodies of those four had already been dealt with by Xu Ze, and now he could finally relax and rest at the inn.

(Outside the inn)

Ten experts from the Heavenly Dark Sect were stationed at each corner, watching vigilantly.

Xu Ze smiled wryly and shook his head, leaping through the window back into his room.

“Oh?”

Upon entering the room, Xu Ze saw food laid out on the table.

The food had cooled a bit, but now that Xu Ze had just exerted himself and consumed quite a bit of spiritual Qi, he felt a bit hungry.

Whether it was warm or not didn’t matter much to him now.

“Hmm? It’s surprisingly delicious? Who made this?”

After taking a bite, Xu Ze’s eyes lit up.

Although it wasn’t some fancy dish, these home-cooked meals had a unique flavor.

Soon, two bowls of rice disappeared from the table.

Satisfied, Xu Ze patted his stomach and stretched lazily.

Having eaten his fill, he naturally felt a bit sleepy.

Xu Ze wiped his mouth, took off his clothes and walked to the bed.

Xu Ze then kicked off his boots, yawned and pulled up the blanket, settling in.

His white jade boots slid off to the ground, pressing against a pair of delicate embroidered shoes.

“Phew, I wonder where Master and the others are right now.”

Propping his head with both arms, Xu Ze stared blankly at the top of the bed canopy.

“…”

He seemed to sense something was off.

Xu Ze blinked.

Instinctively, he reached into the bed.

Hiss… the smooth sensation.

He tilted his head.

Xu Ze saw Gu Linger beside him, blinking her big eyes and smiling at him.

Those pink eyes glowed eerily in the darkness.

“…”

Xu Ze fell silent.

He silently pressed his temples and stiffly turned his body.

Could this… be a dream?

Among those four cultivators, could there be one skilled in illusions?