The Anarchic Consort

The gloomy night was blanketed with a light shawl of mist.

Helian Wei Wei felt the gentle stream embracing every inch of her skin, as though her whole being was soaked in water.

She could not muster any other sensations.

Her body was sinking, deep down into the unknown.

Her mind went completely blank as she lost herself in her thoughts.

Suddenly, she felt chills running down the nape of her neck as if something was seeping into her body. It was obviously colder than the water, yet it did not bother her.

Who’s that?

Who’s that talking by my ear?

Helian Wei Wei forced herself to open her eyes, but her body was reluctant to do so.

Vaguely, she could feel her soul drifting away once more, to the place that everyone desired.

At the Golden Lotus, crowned on the peak of Mountain Tenya.

Senior Monk sat on the Golden Lotus, as usual, the look of disdain and pity toward her was written in his eyes.

“Phoenix, how many times have I told you? From the day you were born, you were destined to be alone, and yet you refused to listen. Instead, you still chose to chase after things that would never belong to you. You’re so full of yourself. You strayed away from the teachings of Buddhism. The only reason I’ve tolerated your behavior was that you were brought here by True Buddha, but you have crossed the line. You actually thought you could be with the Emperor? Phoenix, some people are low-born, so they get stepped all over easily. But you, you were gifted with razor-sharp laws, hence you should be purging the sins of the world in the name of Buddhism. Stop dreaming about your happily ever after, because regardless of who it is that you meet, they will still leave you in the end, including Baili Jia Jue. Since he had already descended into a devil, you will be nothing but a beautiful soul to him in your future encounter with him.”

The edges of Helian Wei Wei’s lips curved into a smirk. Despite her extensive injuries, she still held onto the Phoenix Scythe firmly while yelling hysterically, “WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO WITH YOU?”

Senior Monk’s eyes loomed with darkness. “You will surely regret the choice that you’ve made today.”

“I will not.” Helian Wei Wei smirked, blood still trickling from her wounds. “Even if I die, I will make sure I drag you down with me.”

Suddenly, there was an uproarious boom!

She raised her Phoenix Scythe and a force arose – one that diminished all loftiness and pride of humanity, a force so noble and luxurious that it felt cold to the bone. A force that wiped out the Buddhist aura, and at the same time set ablaze a fire that could set light to an army of a thousand men!

Helian Wei Wei was cruel, so cruel to this extent. Whoever that took away her joy, she would make sure that they could not have it as well!

With that in mind, when she opened her eyes, there were still remnants of her overflowing thoughts of murder hidden beneath that gaze.

The first thing that caught her eyes was the architectural style of the olden Europeans. The curtains were ruffled layers of violet and black entwined with gold thread. There was a velvet sofa in the shape of a crescent moon and a long bench with armrests, painted in silver. The final touch to highlight the tranquility and old school ambiance was a fireplace that radiated warmth from its flickering flames.

A silvery moonlight spilled into the room, illuminating the rose in front of the windowsill. The contrast accentuated the beauty of the dark hues in the room.

It was not hard to tell that the owner was a person of fine taste.

Helian Wei Wei tried to get up. Before she could budge, she felt the bed stir instead. Then, she found herself in an embrace between icy cold arms.

He held her tightly as if he wanted to squeeze her into bits. Silver threads of hair hung down by his cheeks, pooling onto her neck. It was a tear-jerking and heart-wrenching scene to behold.

Helian Wei Wei finally came to a realization and reached out to tug on him. “You…”

“Keep quiet.” The man was inches away from her. His frosty breath swept the surface of her skin. It did not match with his deep raspy voice at all.

Helian Wei Wei became obedient. She was still clueless as to why His Highness was angry, but this was not the time to question anything.

A moment passed.

She spoke up again, “Is your magic gone? It seems like it is?”

Baili Jia Jue did not answer her. It seemed as though something had been ignited within those almond-shaped eyes of his. His nose was still tall and straight, and beneath it, his soft lips parted slightly. “Silly.”

“I’m not silly.” Helian Wei Wei felt that she needed to prove herself. “You have no idea what had happened just now. When my soul was being drawn away, I saw that old hag Senior Monk. He had the balls to make fun of me, so I finished him off with my scythe.”

In reality, Senior Monk had passed a long time ago.

When a soul was being drawn away, it was common to have flashbacks to events from the faraway past.

What Helian Wei Wei saw was something she had already experienced before. She only mistook that as reality because her mind was slightly fuzzy.

However, Baili Jia Jue knew nothing about that incident. Upon hearing that, he finally understood what Jing Wushuang had meant.

At that very moment, he was contemplating whether the whole world was compelling her.

He pondered if there was anyone forcing her to walk down the Magic Path to recover him.

This silly girl was apparently injured without him knowing.

Baili Jia Jue’s fingers tensed up for a while, then brought her back into his arms. “Nothing like that will happen ever again.”

“Huh?” Helian Wei Wei was confused. Does he mean that he will never turn into a devil again? That would be nice.

Helian Wei Wei was over the moon, making her tummy grumble with joy. Her body was still a little weak, but the weaker she got, the more ravenous she felt.

Baili Jia Jue noticed the rumbling sound coming from her. He lifted his head and shot her a glance. She was still innocently beautiful.

Helian Wei Wei gave Baili Jia Jue a stern stare. “Fighting takes up a lot of energy. It is normal that I am hungry.” Helian Wei Wei tried to explain herself.

Baili Jia Jue did not care about her clarifications. He carried her in a bridal style and marched toward the long wooden dining table. It was covered in a black tablecloth and embellished with a few roses.

The difference between devils and humans was that their dining tables were not filled with delicacies and desserts, but buckets of blood and bottles of fine wine.

He gently let her down. After that, he single-handedly grabbed a bottle of wine and effortlessly removed the cork with his fangs. He comfortably leaned his god-sculpted back onto the wooden chair and held her close with one arm, his thin lips curving into a smile. He was an Adonis, mesmerizing and handsome with a subtle hint of gentleness. “What would you like to eat?”

“Let’s not feast, but return to the human world first.” Helian Wei Wei was worried sick about the two little ones. She was unsure if magic as strong as this would affect Shangxie and Qingchen. Even if she was starving, she could not eat in peace. So, she wanted to drag Baili Jia Jue to the human world.

However, she was pinned down by Baili Jia Jue upon standing up. Then, with much effort, he scooped her up in his arms, his face was unbelievably gentle and sweet.

Helian Wei Wei had been showered with so much love by His Highness since she woke up that it felt surreal.

Back then, in moments like these, His Highness would always walk in front, and she would follow behind him while carrying mountains of items.

The fact that she was in his embrace felt weird because it did not fit her role as a Mercenary Tycoon.

Forget it, as long as he’s happy…

At the end of the day, as a bossy president, I must know how to care for others!