Chapter 381: The Yandere Arrives! A Terrifying Secret Hidden in the Soul!
Lingyin's gaze swept over Yang Luoluo, whose clothes were a bit disheveled and whose pale pink lips were somewhat broken.
How they broke, she could perfectly imagine; Yang Luoluo, this girl, had never been in a relationship before, and this was probably her first kiss, directly hitting and bumping against teeth.
Then she recalled Shen Anyu's gentle embrace and kiss from earlier.
A surge of sour, biting jealousy rose in Zhong Lingyin's heart, twisting like a vine around her chest.
She took a deep, stabilizing breath, trying to regain the composure befitting a Heavenly Queen, and spoke with a cool, detached tone:
"Luo Luo, you're still young. You simply don't understand what love is."
She crossed her arms, her fingers tapping rhythmically against her elbow, her eyes narrowing slightly as she scrutinized the younger girl.
"Your feelings for your Master Brother might be admiration, driven by the thrill of danger, or perhaps gratitude for saving your life. But let me tell you clearly—that is definitely not love."
Zhong Lingyin paused, letting her words sink in, trying to establish dominance through seniority and experience.
"Your Master Brother is... complicated. He is very much a philanderer, a man who cannot be tied down by one woman. Why bother getting involved in this messy situation? You will only get hurt."
Listening to Fifth Sister Lingyin's lecture, Yang Luoluo's pretty little round face immediately flushed red. It wasn't just embarrassment; it was the heat of defiance. The memory of Shen Anyu's lips, the domineering way he had claimed her breath, was still burning on her skin. She looked up, her eyes shining with a stubborn light, and retorted:
"Fifth Sister, what about you? You clearly knew that Master Brother was Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan's boyfriend. You knew he belonged to someone else, yet you still sought him out as a man."
Yang Luoluo took a step forward, her voice gaining strength.
"The day before yesterday, I was hiding in the wardrobe. I personally heard you confess your deep love for Master Brother. I heard every word clearly—you said things like 'no regrets, even if I have to kneel and offer tea to Second Senior Sister, we must be together.'"
Boom!
It was as if a thunderclap had struck the room.
Zhong Lingyin's exquisite, jade-like face instantly turned crimson, the blush spreading all the way down to her elegant neck.
She hadn't expected—she hadn't dreamed—that Junior Sister Yang Luoluo had been hiding in the wardrobe that day! That little girl had heard her most vulnerable, most shameful heartfelt confession!
At this moment, Lingyin's fair toes curled up tight inside her high heels in sheer embarrassment. If she could, she would have used her internal energy to dig an underground Villa right there and burrow into it, never to see the light of day again. The dignified Heavenly Queen, the idol of millions, caught in such a hypocritical moment!
Yang Luoluo successfully counterattacked, pressing her advantage. Seeing her Fifth Sister speechless, she put her hands on her hips, her chest heaving slightly with emotion.
"I'm already an adult, Fifth Sister. I know what love is, and I can make my own decisions."
Her voice softened, losing its argumentative edge and becoming dreamy, filled with a newfound resolve.
"In the hour or so that Master Brother's life hung in the balance... watching him fight against the heavens for us... I understood. I want to be like you, Fifth Sister. I want to bravely pursue Master Brother, without any regrets. Even if he is a scoundrel, he is my scoundrel."
Zhong Lingyin's expression went blank. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.
She had been checkmated!
Completely and utterly defeated by her own logic. Now she didn't know how to persuade the girl; the boomerang she threw had looped back and accurately hit her right in the forehead.
With her, the Fifth Sister, serving as the "glorious" example of a mistress forcing her way into the harem, Yang Luoluo felt perfectly justified in doing the same.
At worst, she thought, she would also kneel and offer tea to Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan. It was just a cup of tea, wasn't it?
Meanwhile, in an unknown location, Liu Ruyan sneezed violently.
'Good, good, you truly are my two excellent Junior Sisters!' Liu Ruyan would have likely gritted her teeth until they shattered had she heard this conversation.
In the separate changing room next door, Shen Anyu sat comfortably on a plush velvet sofa, swirling a glass of red wine. A holographic screen projected from his [Nanometer Monitoring Robot] hovered before his eyes, displaying the scene between the two women in high definition.
"Pfft..."
He almost burst out laughing, the wine nearly spilling over the rim.
He hadn't expected that despite his string of scumbag lies, and although the two women clearly didn't believe his excuses, the end result was still achieved perfectly.
Of course, this success was largely due to the system mechanics. Both women had extremely high favorability stats.
[System Data: Zhong Lingyin (Favorability: 100/100 - Max)]
[System Data: Yang Luoluo (Favorability: 90/100)]
With stats like these, their tolerance for his behavior was practically infinite. If it were any other woman, they would have slapped him and left. But a [Destined Heroine] with maxed favorability was different; their psychological defense mechanisms would rationalize his behavior.
However, Shen Anyu knew that not all heroines were this easy to manage. Someone like Ji Meilan clung to him out of desperation and greed for power. Suzuki Natsuki was a rare case of obsession.
But usually, the [Destined Heroine] archetype in these urban cultivation novels possessed a strange "Sharing Spirit." This was the fundamental law of the Harem Genre—while they might get jealous, create small conflicts, or demand attention, they rarely broke up with the Protagonist (or in this case, the Villain) over another woman.
It was normal for Lingyin and Yang Luoluo to have such high favorability.
After all, Young Master Shen was not only breathtakingly handsome and wealthy, but he also played the role of the "Affectionate Scoundrel" to perfection. He had truly risked his life (in their eyes) to save them.
When the three [Heavenly Human] powerhouses of the Martial God Hall descended like angry gods, creating an atmosphere of despair that crushed the stadium, even Yang Luoluo and Lingyin had given up hope.
But Shen Anyu didn't abandon them. He stood in front of them, a lone figure against the might of the world.
Shen Anyu swirled his wine again, a smirk playing on his lips. 'I can only say... Thank you, three old pals from the Martial God Hall, for sending the rockets. Your deaths were the perfect fertilizer for my emotional harvest.'
If the souls of the Sea Dragon King, Left Protector, and Right Protector could hear this, they would likely vomit blood and die a second time.
"It's just that..."
Shen Anyu's smile faded slightly, replaced by a frown of genuine concern. His fingers tapped the armrest of the sofa.
"Susan is an uncontrollable variable."
Susan was a [Destined Heroine], yes. But she was different.
Although Susan's favorability towards Shen Anyu had long been maxed out at a terrifying level, and she already regarded Shen Anyu as her god, her universe, and everything in her life—to the point where she would slit her own wrist without hesitation if he asked—she posed a different kind of threat.
She wouldn't attack Shen Anyu. Never.
But she really might kill the other women around Shen Anyu.
A Yandere is a double-edged sword. Sharper than any blade, but liable to cut the wielder's other assets if not handled with absolute precision.
The conflict between Lingyin and Yang Luoluo was a "Shura Field" of verbal spats and cute jealousy.
If Susan got involved... it would be a literal Shura Field. Blood. Dismemberment. Chaos.
"I must figure out why Susan possesses such powerful strength and what her secret is," Shen Anyu pondered, his eyes narrowing.
He had been in a rush on the battlefield before, focused on plundering the Destiny Points from the Martial God Hall members. But now that the dust had settled and he had a moment of respite, he had to investigate thoroughly. How did a seemingly ordinary girl instantly kill three [Heavenly Human] experts?
That level of power shouldn't exist in a mere mortal, nor even a standard martial artist.
Creak.
A subtle sound from the corridor outside made Shen Anyu's ear twitch.
"Hiss... oh no, Susan is here too!"
Shen Anyu's pupils constricted. He broke into a cold sweat. His [Void Breaking Divine Eye] caught her aura approaching the door where Lingyin and Luoluo were arguing.
If she walked in and heard them fighting over her husband, or worse, heard them claiming him...
With a flicker of his body, Shen Anyu vanished from the sofa.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the room with Lingyin and Yang Luoluo. Before they could react to his sudden appearance, he gently but firmly pressed them back into their seats.
"Master Brother?" Luoluo blinked.
With a wave of his hand, Shen Anyu used his mental power to unlatch the door from the inside. Then, adopting a relaxed posture, he sat down opposite them, crossing his legs with effortless grace.
He put on a warm, guiding smile and spoke loudly enough for the person outside to hear:
"Luo Luo, Lingyin, listen to me. You must practice martial arts diligently from now on. The world is changing. Otherwise, if you encounter another danger like the Martial God Hall's attack, I might not always be by your side in time."
He paused, infusing his voice with gratitude and admiration.
"This time, we were truly lucky. Thanks to Susan, with her as a capable helper, we were able to escape unharmed. We owe her a great deal."
Outside in the corridor.
Susan, who had been reaching for the door handle, froze. Her hand hovered in mid-air.
She happened to hear Shen Anyu's words clearly.
The dark, swirling storm in her eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a shimmering light of adoration. She pursed her lips, fighting back a delighted squeal, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents.
'A capable helper... He praised me. He praised me in front of others!'
'It's so shy when my husband says that...'
The killing intent that had been radiating from her—enough to freeze the air in the hallway—dissipated instantly.
Susan pushed the door open and entered the room. She looked at the two women, Lingyin and Yang Luoluo, who were staring at her with strange expressions.
Susan blushed, clasping her hands behind her back like a shy schoolgirl. She lowered her head and said softly:
"If you encounter danger, Master's Wife will definitely help you. But what your Master said is also right... it's always good to practice martial arts diligently."
Master's Wife?
Yang Luoluo's expression went blank. Her brain short-circuited. Who was this girl claiming sovereignty so casually?
Zhong Lingyin gave Shen Anyu an exasperated, side-eye look. 'Master's Wife? Really? I'm not Yang Luoluo, and I certainly haven't acknowledged you as my Master, you rogue.'
However, seeing Shen Anyu wink at her—a signal of distress and a plea for cooperation—Lingyin found the situation suddenly amusing. She was a smart woman; she sensed that this innocent-looking girl was dangerous.
She decided to play along.
"Then thank you... 'Master's Wife'!" Lingyin said, emphasizing the title with a playful tone.
Saying this, Lingyin stood up, smoothed her dress, and smiled sweetly at Shen Anyu.
"Mas~ter," she drawled, her voice dripping with hidden meaning, "Luo Luo and I will take our leave now. We certainly wouldn't want to disturb you and... 'Master's Wife's' private time."
She grabbed the still-confused Yang Luoluo and dragged her out of the room, closing the door softly behind them.
Click.
Silence returned to the room.
Shen Anyu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, sinking slightly into the chair. A major crisis—a potential bloodbath—had been averted.
But this couldn't go on forever. Walking on eggshells wasn't his style. Could he still enjoy himself happily with a ticking time bomb?
He looked up at the girl standing by the door.
"Susan, darling, come here."
"Yes, husband."
Susan's response was immediate. Her voice was soft, obedient, devoid of any will of her own.
Her small face flushed with anticipation. She walked over, her movements light and graceful. Without needing further instruction, she twisted her slender waist and sat directly on Shen Anyu's lap, curling into his embrace like a kitten finding its favorite spot.
She buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply, obsessively taking in his scent. Her body was soft, warm, and trembling slightly with excitement.
Looking at Susan's docile appearance—her fragile shoulders, her soft hair, her clinging dependence—it was impossible to imagine that she was the Yandere demoness who had instantly slaughtered three [Heavenly Human] experts of the Martial God Hall just an hour ago.
If the souls of the Sea Dragon King and his Protectors could see this, they would be dumbfounded. 'We were killed by this? By this docile, love-struck rabbit?'
Shen Anyu wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling the terrifying power dormant within this fragile vessel. He stroked her hair, his eyes narrowing with calculation.
"Susan, darling," he whispered into her ear, his voice hypnotic. "I want to check your body. Open your mind completely. Don't resist me."
Susan looked up, her big eyes filled with trust. She was curious in her heart, not knowing what Shen Anyu was going to do. Was it a game? A new form of intimacy?
But she didn't resist. She nodded obediently.
"Okay, husband. You can do whatever you want to me. Inside and out."
Anyway, no matter what her husband did—even if he wanted to dissect her, even if he wanted to destroy her—she would not refuse. She would hand him the knife.
"Good girl."
The next moment, Shen Anyu's eyes shimmered with a faint, majestic golden light.
He activated the [Tian Yuan Secret Technique].
This was an ancient martial secret art, a Divine Sense Secret Technique that acted as the ultimate trump card of Ye Yan, the [War God Child of Destiny], and his Master, Tian Yunzi.
This technique was not for combat, but for enlightenment and soul manipulation. According to the original plot, Ye Yan used this very technique to break through the shackles of mortality, reaching the [Land Immortal] realm, and eventually the unprecedented "Martial God" realm in the Yanxia Martial Arts World.
Now, it belonged to Shen Anyu.
Susan trusted Shen Anyu immensely. Her mental defenses were completely lowered, the gates to her mind wide open for him.
Buzz.
With the [Tian Yuan Secret Technique] activated, Shen Anyu's Divine Sense surged out like a golden tide. It encountered no resistance as it penetrated her forehead, diving deep into the sea of her consciousness.
It pierced through the layers of her subconscious, going deeper than any hypnotic trance.
'Smooth sailing!'
Shen Anyu was pleasantly surprised. The process was easier than he expected. A confident smile began to form on his lips.
But then...
Shen Anyu's expression changed drastically.
The world inside Susan's soul was not what he expected. It wasn't a chaotic mess of a Yandere's mind, nor was it a blank slate.
Deep within the abyss of Susan's Soul, in a space that felt ancient and vast, he discovered something terrifying.
Suspended in the void was a woman.
She was curled up, seemingly asleep for an unknown eon. Her entire body did not emit the usual soul fluctuations of a human. Instead, she glowed with a brilliant, blinding Crimson Divine Light. It was the color of blood, yet it possessed an aura of supreme majesty.
Her face was indescribably beautiful—supremely Holy, yet possessing an eerie, demonic allure that transcended mortal comprehension.
And at this moment, as if sensing the intrusion of Shen Anyu's golden consciousness, the sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Shen Anyu...
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