I Killed a Demon, You Are the One Who Killed Her Father

Wu Shouxin froze in place for a moment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask why.

He watched helplessly as Lu Yuan walked toward Chen Lianshan, and watched just as helplessly as Lu Yuan killed him.

He had expected Lu Yuan to ask something, perhaps the whereabouts of the Blood Demon, or where the Chen Family girl had been taken by the monster.

Yet Lu Yuan asked nothing at all; he simply stated his name and official title, then struck.

Decisive and ruthless, without a shred of hesitation, and even extremely... cold-blooded.

Wu Shouxin suddenly felt as if he were meeting this superior of his for the first time.

The words Chen Lianshan had spoken, those tears and accusations, were just like the bricks, tiles, and moonlight in this courtyard.

They existed, but they did not influence a single thing he did.

Was Chen Lianshan pitiful?

He was.

Did he deserve to die?

He did!

The two facts did not interfere with one another.

Even if he had been coerced, even if he had been helpless, even if he had still been hoping to save his daughter.

If it is a demon, it must be killed!

"Can you still walk?" Lu Yuan stopped beside him and looked down.

"I can." Wu Shouxin nodded, leaning on his blade to stand up.

"Follow me."

"Where are we going, sir?"

"To kill the Blood Demon."

Wu Shouxin's expression shifted, and he hurried to keep up.

The two walked toward the backyard, eventually stopping beside a dry well.

The area around the well was cluttered and looked as though it had been abandoned for some time.

Wu Shouxin glanced at it, seeing nothing unusual, as if it were merely an ordinary dry well.

Yet in Lu Yuan's eyes, the mouth of the well was shrouded in a layer of eerie, blood-red light.

Deep beneath the well, in a stone chamber.

Blood-colored runes were drawn into an arcane formation, emitting a sinister red glow in the center of the room.

In the middle of the formation, a young girl was bound by blood.

Several viscous streams of blood, like living creatures, coiled upward from her ankles, waist, arms, and neck.

The blood flowed and squirmed slowly over her body, making sticky, wet sounds as if it were alive.

At this moment, only her head remained exposed.

It was a young face, eyes tightly shut, her entire body trembling, yet she bit her lip hard and refused to make a sound.

The blood coiling around her tried to crawl onto her face, attempting to devour her final shred of sanity.

The blood gathered, forming the vague outline of a human face, and let out a cold, triumphant laugh.

"Stop struggling, give up! Merge with me, and you shall live forever!"

"I... won't..."

"Your father is already dead; he won't be coming to save you."

"I know..."

"Then what are you still holding onto?"

"I promised my father... even if I die... I will absolutely never become a demon!"

A look of disdain appeared on the blood-face, and it spoke with a sinister, mocking tone:

"Your father was still thinking of you right before he died, yet he was killed—killed by those people from the Demon Suppression Bureau just like a dog."

"You..."

The girl's voice choked with sobs.

"Do you hate them? Do you hate the man who killed your father? Or do you hate this damned world?"

"Hate them! If you hate them, then merge with me, become me, and you will have the power to take revenge, to kill that man!"

The girl's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"I don't hate them!"

The smile on the blood-face froze.

"Your father is dead! He was killed by that human from the Demon Suppression Bureau!"

Tears welled up in the young girl's eyes, her lips trembling.

"No..."

The smile on the Blood Demon face vanished completely, its voice turning sharp and grating.

"Are you insane? Your father died at that man's hands; he is the enemy who killed your father! It was him who killed your father!"

The moment the words fell, the door of the stone chamber and the surrounding walls suddenly exploded, scattering across the floor.

Lu Yuan stepped out from the rubble, the golden light in his pupils fixed directly on that blood-stained face.

"What I killed was a demon; you are the one who is her father's killer."

The Blood Demon face froze.

The next moment, the contours of the face twisted, and its voice rose sharply.

"How did you find this place?"

Lu Yuan ignored it, raising his hand to fire a sharp crystal spike that instantly blasted the blood face into pieces.

A shrill scream erupted, and the streams of blood wrapped around the girl writhed and contracted violently as if scorched by fire, peeling away from her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood converged, forming a massive sphere of blood suspended in mid-air, its surface churning and crawling frantically.

"No—"

"I was so close!"

"I was only a moment away from reincarnation!"

A hideous human face emerged from the sphere, letting out a mournful roar.

"Damn you! You've ruined everything!"

"I will kill you! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Lu Yuan glanced at the girl in the formation, raised his hand to summon a gust of wind, and flung his outer robe, perfectly covering her naked body.

Chen Wan'er felt a sudden warmth as a black robe, still carrying a faint scent of blood, draped over her.

The satin surface held a trace of lingering heat, as if it had been warmed by the sun, bringing her a sense of peace.

She wanted to see what the person looked like.

But she was too exhausted; her eyelids felt like lead, and her vision grew increasingly dim.

She didn't know what had happened.

But she knew someone had come—someone had come to save her.

A three-foot crystal spike shot out, erupting with an indestructible sharpness as it pierced toward the blood sphere.

In the next instant, a translucent hole appeared in the center of the sphere, and viscous blood splattered in all directions.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, the blood surged, and the hole healed.

The hideous face emerged once more, letting out a grating laugh.

"Hahaha, you are truly foolish!"

"My body is made of blood, formless and shapeless. I'd like to see how you intend to hurt me!"

Before the words had even faded, the blood sphere suddenly burst, transforming into a torrential rain of blood that surged toward Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's pupils constricted as he saw scarlet everywhere, like waves of blood rushing to drown him.

Gurgle, gurgle...

Lu Yuan felt as if he had fallen into a sea of blood, the viscous fluid covering every inch of his skin and seeping into his body through his pores.

He did not struggle, allowing the blood to surge wildly into his system.

The hideous blood face emerged from the sea of blood, letting out a hoarse laugh.

"Do you know what this is? This is my true essence! It won't be long before you become my blood slave, obeying my will from this day forth."

"Struggling? Resisting? It's useless! Once my origin invades your limbs and bones, you will be reduced to nothing more than a walking corpse."

"Hahahahaha—"

The arrogant laughter echoed throughout the stone chamber.

However, after only a moment, it realized something was wrong.

Far from struggling or resisting, Lu Yuan hadn't even furrowed his brow, allowing the blood to invade his very marrow.

Looking at that face, which was calm to the point of being eerie, it suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, a meaningful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Corrupting a martial artist with the origin of a Blood Demon? How interesting."

"But have you ever considered that while you can corrupt me, I, in turn, can refine you?"

As the words fell, an aura of destruction that seemed to annihilate everything erupted violently from within Lu Yuan's body.

The blood face stiffened abruptly, and the next moment, it let out a shrill, agonizing scream.

"No—"