When the Villain is Bound to the Female Lead System

Xue Chenjing was completely lost in this kiss, unable to hear or see anything. Everything in his world disappeared except for the person on top of him.

He insatiably chased her lips, greedily seeking her breath and saliva, entangling her soft tongue, desperately wrapping his tentacle-like appendages around her body with the tips pressed against her skin.

Thousands upon thousands of sensory organs on his surface activated at once, capturing her subtle trembles, jumping pulse, burning body temperature, and the sweet scent emanating from her pores.

He opened all his senses, letting this sweet fragrance seep into his body bit by bit, leaving its mark.

Like a dying plant finally receiving rain.

Xue Chenjing had clearly lost himself, letting out low whimpers from his nose, his rapid breaths hitting Yu Yi's cheeks.

Yu Yi looked down at him, feeling his urgent, chaotic kisses on her lips, her gaze fixed on his reddened eye corners and tear-filled eyes.

Even though she had regained consciousness, even though rationality was gradually returning, she found herself pulled into his vortex, unable to resist sinking in with him.

Ah...

The pillars around the hall continued to crack with creaking sounds until they finally gave way with a thunderous crash, completely collapsing.

The falling beams were held up by intertwined tentacles surrounding them, with even the dust kept out by this transparent barrier, but the tremendous noise still startled both of them awake.

Yu Yi's whole body trembled, her heart pounding like a drum. Amidst the continuous rumbling of the collapsing building, she vaguely saw her own crumbling defenses. All the passion and tenderness cooled in an instant, transforming into panic at falling into a trap.

Yes, a trap - Xue Chenjing was just a trap emanating an alluring scent.

Her relaxed nerves tensed again, reason sending sharp warnings. She despised this version of Xue Chenjing, and she despised herself for foolishly falling for his seduction despite knowing everything.

Yu Yi raised her hand between them, forcefully covering Xue Chenjing's mouth.

Xue Chenjing was pushed hard back to the ground, the last trace of haziness shaken from his eyes. He looked up with wet eyes, letting out a low sound from his throat, still wanting to seek some lingering affection from his master, but was met only with a pair of cold, disgusted eyes.

In that moment, the sweet rain turned to bitter ice, freezing him thoroughly from inside out.

How could he have forgotten? Yu Yi had despised him from the very beginning, from start to finish, she had always despised him.

In Yu Yi's cold eyes, Xue Chenjing saw his own undisguised joy, and how that joy was crushed - looking even more pathetic and worthless than when reflected in her heart sword.

He hated this appearance of himself.

Xue Chenjing suddenly smiled, tears falling from his eyes, as he said in a muffled voice: "What a pity, Master, the person you kissed was me, not Xue Mingyuan."

His breath fell on her palm, making Yu Yi uncomfortably withdraw her hand. She didn't understand why he mentioned Xue Mingyuan, but she didn't care about that question either. She just wanted to quickly escape the current situation. She turned away her gaze, refusing to look at him, and said coldly: "Let me go."

Xue Chenjing, supported by his tentacle-like appendages behind his back, sat up while holding her and grabbed her chin, turning her face back to kiss her again, viciously biting her lips.

Yu Yi frowned, anger surging up in her heart again, beginning to burn within her.

She bit down hard on the tongue that had forced its way into her mouth, hearing Xue Chenjing's heavy, pained groan. The taste of blood spread between their lips, but he didn't retreat. Instead, he became more aggressive, sucking on her lips.

The flames burning in Yu Yi's abdomen suddenly separated from her own spirit fire, and the evil desire pearl that had been forcefully placed inside her flowed out through her throat. Her resistant movements suddenly paused, and she grew quiet.

Xue Chenjing let out a mocking laugh and finally released her. He withdrew his spirit fire, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Thank you for the treat, Master. Thank you for helping me find my lost fire. Now, you're of no use anymore."

He had sensed the fire within Yu Yi's body from the moment she kissed him.

Yu Yi suddenly turned to look at him, only to see his malicious smile. Xue Chenjing's fingertip pointed toward her forehead, quick as lightning, as a dazzling formation took shape from his fingertip, completely enveloping her.

A moment later, Yu Yi's figure disappeared, leaving his arms suddenly empty.

Indeed, this emptiness was better - he should never have reached out to embrace her, should never have embraced anyone.

With his spirit fire returned, Xue Chenjing contentedly narrowed his eyes. The snake venom in his right hand was diluted and metabolized, and he flexed his hand as sensation returned to it, then stood up.

The wildly dancing tentacles crashed down, pushing aside the roof beams above. Xue Chenjing walked to the top of the ruins and looked at the people outside.

When the building collapsed, the people from Zhaohua Palace were ready to act. Eight talismans of golden light shot down from the clouds, arranged according to the Eight Trigrams formation, anchoring into eight positions around the lake island, forming a demon-suppressing formation.

However, the spirits of the Sinking Flower Sea suddenly lost control. Countless ghostly shadows surged up from the lake, sweeping across the small island like a tide, colliding with the demon-suppressing formation. This prevented the Zhaohua Palace cultivators in the clouds from finding a gap to descend onto the island.

When the spirits dispersed, the power of the demon-suppressing formation had been greatly reduced, and the island was covered with spirit corpses piled almost like mountains.

Suddenly, wild laughter erupted from the collapsed building. Heavy demonic energy flowed out from the formation, black demonic mist engulfing the ruins, flowing past the red lanterns hanging at the courtyard entrance, and spreading over the flower path that had been trampled into mud by the spirits.

Xue Chenjing stood on the fallen eaves, tearing off his new groom's wedding clothes, making the sword wounds Yu Yi had left on his body tear open further. Blood dripped steadily into the formation below.

Grotesque figures emerged from the demonic mist - savage beasts, blood-colored bone demons, three-headed dogs, nine-headed serpents, and more creatures whose forms were indistinguishable.

The light of the demon-suppressing formation blazed brightly, spiritual lines of light crisscrossing over the entire small island.

Xue Chenjing raised his head, squinting slightly at the sunlight leaking through the clouds, and said with a smile: "Jiang Xi, do you want the lotus seed?"

The authoritative and stern voice of the Zhaohua Palace Master came from above the clouds, "If you willingly return the lotus seed, this palace master can spare you."

Xue Chenjing laughed loudly again, and after a while, barely managed to stop and said: "The lotus seed you want is a chaos bone, but unfortunately it has already merged with me and has been contaminated by my demonic energy."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi parted the clouds in fury to look down, shouting: "You insolent creature! How dare you?!"

Xue Chenjing replied: "Why wouldn't I dare?"

He paused briefly, then kindly informed her, "However, it's not entirely hopeless. You can kill me with all your might, and in the moments after my death, both my demonic energy and his divine power will dissipate, returning to its primordial chaos form. You can seize that opportunity to extract it from my body."

Beings of chaos like them couldn't enter the cycle of reincarnation. Whether he controlled the body or Xue Mingyuan did, after death, they would return to their original state, then be born into some pitiful family, grow up, remember their past life, and repeat the cycle.

So, no matter how many times they were reborn, the ending would be the same. How boring.

This ability that he despised, yet others desperately sought to obtain. Like the Jiang family, like Jiang Xi.

Xue Chenjing spread his arms and declared arrogantly: "Come on then, come kill me!"

System: "..." Crazy, its host had truly gone crazy this time, wuwuwu.

Shen Qingzhi looked in surprise at the surging demonic energy below, its terrifying deterrent force causing even the remaining spirits of the Sinking Flower Sea to submit, and even the dragon king who had ruled the Sinking Flower Sea for hundreds of years died under his demons.

Compared to when he was at the Unmasked Tower, Xue Chenjing's power had clearly increased significantly. If they didn't eliminate him here, as his power continued to grow, he would definitely become a great calamity for the cultivation world.

Shen Qingzhi asked with a grave expression: "Master?"

However, Jiang Xi's expression was very complex, with obvious shock in her eyes, along with some wild joy that he couldn't understand.

Shen Qingzhi did not understand the meaning behind Xue Chenjing's words, but Jiang Xi did.

The Jiang family had originally been vassals to the Ji family. After the Ji family's downfall, the Jiang family acquired most of the Ji clan's celestial resources and became privy to some of their lesser-known secrets.

For her daughter's sake, she had studied the Ji family's Nine-Transformation Lotus Rebirth Formation for so long that she naturally knew the origin of the chaos bone that gave birth to the reincarnation lotus. According to the Ji family's own writings, the lotus seed came from the bone of the White Star God, who had blessed them for their sincere worship.

However, she knew the true nature of how this supposed "blessing" was obtained. If what Xue Chenjing said was true, then he must be the White Star God whom the Ji family had once worshipped.

Jiang Xi knew that regardless of whether it was true or false, any information concerning the White Star God should be reported to her family's main house.

But reporting it would mean losing her authority over Xue Chenjing's fate, and her daughter might not survive long enough to extract the lotus seed from his body.

Thinking of Jiang Rao lying in bed, Jiang Xi's hesitant expression hardened. She raised her hand and brought it down sharply, her voice carrying spiritual power reached everyone's ears: "Kill him."

...

After the dazzling white light faded, Yu Yi found herself in a dark chamber. All windows were sealed shut, the walls were covered in spiritual runes that blocked magical energy, and there was only one seat inside. Around the seat lingered traces of spiritual threads that hadn't fully dissipated, and the floor was thickly covered with stone powder.

Yu Yi cautiously surveyed her surroundings and picked up a pinch of the stone powder.

It was the residue of spirit stones that had been completely drained of power.

In that final moment, what Xue Chenjing had pressed to her forehead was actually a directional teleportation formation. Judging by the amount of spirit stone powder consumed, she must have been transported very far away, possibly even outside the Emotion Flower Valley's secret realm.

Where had she been transported to?

As Yu Yi pondered this while rising from her seat, trying to find an exit in the dimming spiritual light, there suddenly came a "click" from outside - the sound of a lock being opened. Then the thick wooden door was pushed ajar with a creaking sound, allowing the outside light to spill in.

The orange-red light of the setting sun.

The spirit stone dust danced in the sunset's glow. A hunched figure leaned against the doorway, straining to peer inside with clouded eyes. After staring at her for a while, the figure asked in confusion: "Oh my, how did you turn into a young lady?"