My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1295: Chapter 712: Demon Sect Saintess? Little Fox? (2-in-1)_2

An eye for an eye, I initially wanted this former foe to submit forever and remain my concubine, but in the end, I couldn’t bring myself to be so heartless. Besides, this Little Fox is too cunning, gradually allowing me to let go of my bitterness over time.

Having gone through so much, I can no longer see the Little Fox as an enemy. She is my wife, and though I don’t wish to admit it, I... am her mother...

The Demon Sect Saintess gazed at her mortal enemy before her. Her body began to shiver involuntarily, and she murmured to herself:

"Yes, I should have understood long ago. If the past was all true, and I had indeed cleared away ignorance, how could it manifest again? I should have realized that even I am just ignorance that manifested from you. I should have understood...

Slaying my foe, what was I fantasizing about before...

I fear the real me is locked away somewhere, conditioned to be unable to function without you..."

The appearance of this strange word made her pause subconsciously, and more profound despair surged forth.

She had never heard that word before, surely... he had taught it to her.

Chen Yi was also momentarily stunned, not due to Yin Tingxue’s attitude, but surprised by the directness of the Demon Sect Saintess. The Little Fox is easily embarrassed, unwilling to say such things and doesn’t like him saying them.

Nonetheless, at the end of the day, the Demon Sect Saintess is simply the Demon Sect Saintess and should be unconstrained.

Yin Tingxue’s murmuring grew lower and lower, until it was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, but still continuous, like she was about to fall into an abyss. Donggong Ruoshu glanced around, instinctively sensing danger. Afraid that the Demon Sect Saintess might suddenly go mad, fighting desperately to kill Chen Yi.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but worry and look at Chen Yi.

Yet, Chen Yi showed no sign of fear or dread. After a while, he too smiled.

The smile wasn’t mockingly sardonic; it was purely amused.

The faint laughter was particularly grating, causing Yin Tingxue’s sorrowful smile to slowly retract, her gaze gradually returning to its usual coldness, with killing intent sparking like embers.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked, almost word by word.

"Laughing at you for being foolish, silly Little Fox."

Chen Yi laughed heartily, clutching his belly, swaggering closer to her.

Having been a bit scared just now, Donggong Ruoshu suddenly felt a sweet sensation, causing her to shiver unexpectedly.

Yin Tingxue was like a porcupine extending its quills, full of caution.

He drew closer and closer, occupying her entire field of vision. In the World of Ignorance, there was no wind, so Yin Tingxue couldn’t divert her gaze, unable to shift her focus, having to persist stubbornly staring at the person before her.

But whether it was her reaction that unknowingly dulled or her state of mind having naturally fallen into a disadvantage, when he suddenly approached, she couldn’t respond at all.

"You said I make it inevitable for you,"

He stepped closer, casually flipping her scattered locks,

"Previously, I did have such thoughts."

Upon hearing these words, Yin Tingxue paused, her expression obscured yet subtly showing signs of relaxation.

If that’s the case, then doesn’t it mean... her gaze subtly shifted.

"Remember when we consummated the marriage,

you begged me bitterly, even cried several times, yet I still took you."

He showed a timely flash of a cruel smile, causing Yin Tingxue’s cheeks to rapidly lose color.

Even with prior mental preparation, her emotions briefly fluctuated from the preceding words, only to be quickly plunged to the bottom, rendered powerless and indignant.

She gritted her silver teeth,

What exactly... had he done to her?!

Precisely when the Demon Sect Saintess was unable to control her indignation, Chen Yi stopped speaking, merely continuing to flip her locks slowly.

Seeing him stop at this point, leaving half-spoken words in suspense.

The fury gradually faded, a hint of despair surged, Yin Tingxue’s mind went into a daze, eventually asking quietly, "A-And then?"

"And then—"

He paused briefly, suddenly grinning cheekily, "Kiss me, and I’ll tell you."

Yin Tingxue halted, shadows flickering in her eyes.

A nameless fire rose from her chest, only to silently extinguish after a few breaths.

She suddenly reflected on their entangled, chaotic relationship.

If she truly had fallen into such a state, then what meaning would resisting at this moment have?

This fleeting resistance, the shame born from lingering pride, what does it amount to? Nothing more than futile struggles adding to amusement.

A deep fatigue and sense of emptiness seized her.

Instead of exhausting mental energy in this unsolvable puzzle, why not... let things unfold naturally, see what more he wanted from her, or see to what extent her possibly false life could be pushed.

She raised her eyes, the icy killing intent in her gaze had faded, replaced by a near-resigned calmness. She looked at his face, which was teasing with a wretched grin.

Without further hesitation, perhaps fearing that the hard-won resolve would dissipate with it, Yin Tingxue lifted her face slightly, closed her eyes, and in a manner akin to martyrdom, tremblingly pressed her lips against his.

The contact was brief.

With the swiftness of recoiling from a flame.

Her movements were rigid like a marionette, yet the warmth felt on her lips was abnormally distinct, carrying his unique scent, causing a shiver to run up her spine.

She immediately turned away, breathing slightly ragged, her hand hanging by her side clenching the hem tightly, knuckles whitening.

"...Can you tell now?" her voice was low, tinged with a barely detectable tremble, forcefully composed.

In the bleak, silent World of Ignorance, this brief contact seemed to have depleted her remaining energy after a long nightmare.

"Next..."

Chen Yi felt unexpectedly generous, not wanting to continue tormenting the Little Fox. He began to laugh again, continuing:

"Then the Little Fox was too cunning, step by step charming and enticing me, making me marry the Little Fox as my wife. Initially, I really didn’t want to marry, you were fine as a concubine. After all, I wasn’t reliant on the Little Fox."

Each word reached into her ears, the Demon Sect Saintess’ breathing quickened, as though choked, her chest heaving uncontrollably, giving rise to a suffocating sensation. Yet listening closely to the end, hesitating slightly before discerning it wasn’t deceit, she inexplicably sighed in relief.

A slight force was released from her heart.

After all... she hadn’t fallen into a point of absolute hopelessness.

Yin Tingxue lowered her apricot eyes, her knuckles slowly tightening, intertwining warmth and cold within her palm.

She pondered... perhaps she was merely lying low strategically...

Waiting for the day to exact revenge by taking his head.

The Demon Sect Saintess’ ears twitched, discerning no hint from Chen Yi’s Heart Lake, yet witnessing the myriad of his tolerance throughout made things clear. Apparently, she was nearly succeeding, making him drop all defenses.

Yin Tingxue didn’t believe she genuinely, as Chen Yi claimed, had let go of her profound hatred for him. She lived up till now only by sustaining herself on hatred, day after day and year after year, even though many foes’ faces had blurred over time, leaving only symbols. But if hatred becomes one’s creed, then it’s impossible to erase.

She wholeheartedly trusted this possibility, even if submitted to him, it was merely strategic concealment, as marrying and consummating was merely temporary and merely evidence of nearing success.

She couldn’t help but imagine, perhaps once Chen Yi left the World of Ignorance, while affectionately calling her Little Fox and embracing freely, a dagger would pierce through his chest.

A flash of determination swept through Yin Tingxue’s eyes.

Since that’s the case, then she... even if merely ignorance manifested by Chen Yi, she mustn’t ruin another self’s plan.

Why not... turn the tables then?

With this thought, she relaxed her shoulders, both dropping a boulder from her heart and deliberately demonstrating to him.

Lowering his head, Chen Yi met her slightly exalted gaze, revealing a complex expression within,

Beside her ear, she heard him raspingly asked:

"If it’s truly like that... then what exactly happened between us back then?"

She had large apricot eyes, despite carrying the Demon Sect Saintess’ coldness, apricot eyes possess natural cuteness and sympathy.

At this moment, the Demon Sect Saintess finally had a sense of the Little Fox.