Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road

From the moment he set foot on the Mountain of the Azure Dragon, he was no longer human. He had abandoned the path of light and instead embraced the darkness, the demonic path.

This was why he could exist in the Demon Realm, breathing in its dark energy without harm. He had become one of them.

He needed power to protect her. With his inferior spiritual root, if he had chosen the human path, he would never have been able to catch up to her. But he had forgotten one thing, by choosing the demonic path, he could no longer stand beside her in the light.

The moment he used his power, the world recognized him for what he truly was.

The animosity between humans and demons had been deeply rooted in mythology, religion, and culture since ancient times.

Humans feared and despised demons, believing them to be evil, ruthless, cruel, and harbingers of chaos.

For centuries, religion and societal structures had reinforced this belief, depicting demons as inferior beings who naturally clashed with human energy.

Demons, on the other hand, looked down on humans with scorn. To them, humans were weak, hypocritical, greedy, and naïve, creatures who would betray their own kind to achieve their selfish goals.

Humans preached righteousness and walked the so-called "light path," but how many had suffered injustices due to their own people’s rules and selfishness?

"Let her go. If you send her back to the Human Realm, I promise I will listen to you." Tai Hua Lei clenched his fists tightly. His knuckles turned white, blood dripping from between his fingers.

Shen Xian loosened his grip around her neck but did not release her completely.

How should he describe this feeling?

Deep down, he had to admit, he liked the sensation of her soft skin beneath his fingertips. Her neck was so fragile, slender, and smooth, like silk kissed by morning dew.

Now that it bore the bruises of his fingers, it carried a strange, bloody beauty. His blood surged, boiling like an erupting volcano.

His focus shifted to her expression. He leaned in closer. Even when he was with A’Lei, he had never felt like this before.

Why, was he excited?

"Don’t look at me like that. You look like a psychopath." Shenlian Yingyue frowned. She would rather he beat her so she could fight back than endure the way he stared at her, as if she were prey.

It made her scalp tingle with discomfort. And why was he ignoring Tai Hua Lei’s offer?

Shen Xian finally released her neck, but instead of letting go entirely, he grabbed her wrist. Her wrist was just like her neck, slender and fragile, as if it could snap easily. He suddenly recalled something.

This delicate hand had once slapped him, powerfully, at the banquet hall in the Ji Clan’s royal palace (Chapter 675).

Back then, besides the anger and humiliation, he had ignored the other emotions that had surged within him. Now, as he thought back, the feeling was strange. He had never been slapped before. It felt, fresh.

Everyone in the room shivered. What was he doing?

Why was he holding her hand, rubbing it back and forth as if reminiscing about something?

"You seem to be missing that slap. Do you want to taste it again? I can grant you that wish if you’d like." Shenlian Yingyue’s voice cut through his thoughts.

Shen Xian: "."

Everyone: "."

Bu Si Shu and Tai Hua Lei, who were unaware of this past event, exchanged confused looks.

Slap? Did she, slap him?

Shenlian Yingyue, uninterested in his strange behavior, asked impatiently, "What are your conditions for letting us leave the Demon Realm?"

She just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. This man was a psychopath. Her question snapped Shen Xian out of his thoughts.

Without thinking, Shen Xian blurted out, "The condition is, I want you to slap me."

Everyone: "."

Shenlian Yingyue: "."

Shen Xian: "."

Did they hear that correctly?

"Excuse me?" Shenlian Yingyue asked in disbelief.

Before she could process what was happening, Shen Xian suddenly dragged her into his secret chamber, leaving everyone startled.

Bing Xue and the others immediately wanted to intervene, but she quickly calmed them down, {Don’t worry. He won’t kill me, yet.}

[Demon Realm – Shen Xian’s Secret Chamber]

Unlike traditional demon palaces adorned with gold and jewels, Shen Xian’s chamber was built entirely of black stone.

The room was simple, containing only a black crystal bed covered with a transparent black silk curtain, a matching table and chair, a few other pieces of furniture, and a pill cauldron.

With a flick of his spiritual power, he lifted the silk curtain, then threw her onto the soft bed.

Shenlian Yingyue gasped. The bed was unbelievably soft, as if she had fallen onto a cloud. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"What are you doing?" she demanded in horror.

This, this was more terrifying than when he had tried to kill her. She was like a powerless doll, unable to move, completely at his mercy.

Shen Xian scoffed, looking disgusted. "Don’t give me that look. I’m not going to sleep with you. I just want to test something."

His expression was one of pure disdain, like the thought of touching her was beneath him.

Shenlian Yingyue’s lips twitched, so she had overthought things. She exhaled in relief. As long as he didn’t touch her, anything else was fine.

But then,

"I suddenly changed my mind," Shen Xian mused. "I’ve never slept with any woman before. Why don’t I grant you the honor of being my first?" His tone was casual, too casual.

"Although," He narrowed his eyes, feigning reluctance. "I do feel nauseous at the thought of touching you, but I can bear with it." His words struck her like a thunderbolt.

Shenlian Yingyue: "."

Her entire body froze. Her relief instantly turned into pure horror. What kind of twisted person was this?

Her expressions changed so quickly, from fear to relief, then to speechlessness, and back to fear again, that Shen Xian found himself amused.

"D-Don’t!" she stammered. "I don’t want this ’honor.’ You can give it to someone else!"

Shen Xian: "."

"I should be the one upset about sleeping with you. Why are you acting like I’m some kind of disgusting fly?" He frowned with annoyance.

At first, he had only wanted to tease her. But for some reason, the way she looked at him, like he was some sort of plague, irked him.

He leaned closer, grabbing both of her wrists and pinning them above her head. His body hovered over hers, yet he still maintained a certain distance, just close enough to suffocate her, but not close enough to touch.

"Oh, it seems like I’m the one ’forcing’ you to sleep with me," she said expressionlessly, looking at him as if he were a boss-level shameless person. Then, she glanced at her restrained hands and body, trapped by him.

Shen Xian: "."

"You seduce people with this face?" He scoffed, running a hand across her soft cheek as he changed the topic. "Your men must have terrible taste."

"Is your brain full of water? What does my relationship with my men have to do with you?" Shenlian Yingyue gritted her teeth.

"Nothing," Shen Xian admitted. "But you keep bothering me and A’Lei. You’re annoying. I really want to kill you."

She smirked, "If I remember correctly, you were the one who brought me here. If you hadn’t hurt my master and Fen Fen to do so, would I have even had the chance to meet Tai Hua Lei?"

"Cough!" Shen Xian choked.

Damn it. She was right.