Ye Guyi, the bristling kitten: Why did you save me? (Double chapter)

"Hiss..."

Pain surged across Ye Guyi's pretty face. She clenched her clothes tightly, and her body gradually collapsed to the ground, curling up in spasms. First, a cool sensation spread through her abdomen, followed by an endless, piercing pain that spread throughout her body.

"Hold on, you must hold on..."

The girl clenched her teeth so tightly that her knuckles turned white, but she didn't utter a single groan.

The herbs had used up her last few Silver Soul Coin, leaving her unable to even afford a hotel and forced to eke out a living in a corner of the small town.

Only by enduring the pain and resisting the chill of the night can one get through it...

The black aura in her abdomen gradually faded, but the girl's life force was also slowly fading away.

It was early winter, and it seemed as if the sky itself was conspiring against her. Snowflakes fell one after another, and the temperature plummeted again. Even though she was a Soul Elder, she could only endure the double pain while suffering severe injuries and with her Soul Power almost completely depleted.

His breath grew weaker and weaker.

Snowflakes fell heavily from the sky. People in other parts of the city watched the snowflakes, opened their windows with joy, and Ye Guyi, in a corner, heard bursts of laughter coming from afar, and her last bit of willpower was on the verge of collapse.

Her eyes gradually dimmed, and her body gradually stiffened.

"..."

In the endless darkness, cold and hungry, the girl trudged through the snow, unable to see the direction or know why she was walking, aimlessly.

Pain, confusion, bewilderment.

Just when she thought she was going to walk like this forever, a beam of light suddenly appeared in front of her. The figure was tall and yet gentle and comforting, as if all her past weariness had vanished, just like her father's broad body embracing her and singing a lullaby when she was a child...

She tried her best to open her eyes, attempting to see the person's face clearly, but she couldn't make it out no matter what she did.

She gave up, and with her last bit of strength, she wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, pressed her against his chest, and smiled.

Perhaps it was a dream, or perhaps it was a beautiful vision before death.

But none of that matters anymore...

"Huh?"

Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing slight surprise. The girl's eyes were closed, her breath was weak, but she subconsciously reached out and hugged her neck.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he felt the girl's pulse; it was already quite weak. If this continued, she might not make it through the night.

I didn't actually wake up; it was just an instinctive action...

Fortunately, the Soul Power he had just injected also removed the dark aura of the Evil Soul Master, and the girl's originally pale face gradually regained some color.

"Sigh, they're pitiful people too..."

Lu Cheng shook his head, looking at the obedient girl in his arms who was as docile as a kitten. A hint of pity flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. He was going to use the girl. Acting was fine, but if he really got emotionally involved, it would inevitably ruin things.

After all... he's also Evil Soul Master.

Evil Soul Master and Angel Martial Soul are destined to be enemies from birth; it's a matter of life or death for each other.

The following morning.

Ye Guyi slowly woke up, a happy smile still on her face. She was surrounded by a warm atmosphere. Although she was awake, she still lingered in bed, unwilling to fully wake up.

wrong...

Ye Guyi suddenly opened her eyes, sat up and looked around. It was clearly different from the desolate corner of last night. She was covered with warm and clean bedding, and the room around her was a small house, not big, but clean and tidy.

Through the window, she could see snowflakes dancing in the air.

A wave of overwhelming shock washed over her. Wasn't she nearly frozen to death last night? How did she end up here when she woke up...?

There was also a wound on her abdomen. She carefully lifted the blanket, her eyes gradually becoming vacant.

The wound has healed...

And her own Soul Power was more abundant than ever before.

"Woke up?"

A gentle voice sounded in my ear.

Ye Guyi's hair stood on end. He turned his head sharply and saw that the room, which had been empty just moments before, now had a figure lying leisurely on the bench, flipping through a book in his hand, which conveniently obscured the person's face.

You can't tell someone's age just by their appearance, but their fingers holding the book are long and slender, with a bony shape, and they are dressed in a pure white, luxurious robe.

They were either rich or noble.

Or he is a powerful Soul Master.

This being should not be related to those three Evil Soul Master who exuded evil aura, were insane, and were bloodthirsty on that day. At the very least... they should be righteous people.

With this thought in mind, Ye Guyi's vigilance gradually dissipated, and she continued to curl up, her eyes somewhat vacant.

She couldn't find meaning in living.

A few days ago, her entire family was slaughtered. Her brothers, sisters, and elder relatives died one by one before her eyes, their faces contorted with rage and grief. Her father sent her away, and she only cared about running forward, her mind blank, unable to recall anything. And now...

Everything came rushing to my mind.

It was constantly eroding her heart.

If she had died along with her family back then, would she be in less pain now...?

Are you hungry?

Lu Cheng glanced at Ye Guyi, who was curled up on the bed and clearly still wary of him. Instead of comforting her or asking about the past, he took a sip of hot tea and asked her questions.

"..."

Ye Guyi's stomach, which had been empty all night, rumbled in response. Although it wasn't loud, both of them could hear it clearly.

"The food is on the table, go eat it yourself..."

A smile appeared on Lu Cheng's face, but it was hidden by his book. He spoke slowly.

Ye Guyi lowered her head and remained huddled in the blankets.

He glanced furtively at the food on the table, his stomach empty. He swallowed hard, but still didn't move.

Hunger is a natural bodily response, but she felt increasingly pained.

Why... did you save me?

Ye Guyi stared at Lu Cheng with resentment in her beautiful golden eyes, biting her red lips, tears welling up in her eyes, "I should have died last night, why did you save me..."

Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow; the book still blocked his view, but a smile appeared on his lips.

According to Zhongli Ren's description, you didn't look like this when you ran away from your family. Even Zhongli Ren, whose speed was at the level of Soul Douluo, was completely dumbfounded. You only landed three times before you disappeared.

In just three days, they traversed hundreds of kilometers to reach the southernmost part of the Star Luo Empire, near the Ming Dou Mountain Range.

But he didn't say anything, after all, it would be too boring to just let the kitten graze peacefully.

Only by putting her back on track, giving her hope for survival and a future, and then shattering it with our own hands, can we truly maximize our gains.

This level of agitation is no different from a kitten's fur standing on end.

"Oh?"

Lu Cheng slowly put down his book, revealing a handsome face. He smiled and looked at the girl, "Then last night... why did you buy medicinal herbs to heal your injuries? Why did you risk your life to escape from your family? And why... did you grab my neck so tightly, drooling all over me, and muttering in your sleep about not wanting to die?"

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

When Ye Guyi was taken aback by Lu Cheng's youthful face, her own face flushed red. After all, she was just an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. Her complaints about Lu Cheng saving her were actually just complaints about her own weakness and cowardice.

"I..."

Ye Guyi's fair earlobes were flushed red.

"You know who I am?" Ye Guyi suddenly looked up in surprise.

"The whole continent is buzzing with the news that the reclusive Ye Clan was wiped out by Evil Soul Master. Judging from your Martial Soul, you probably escaped from there."

Lu Cheng continued flipping through the book, seemingly unconcerned.

"But there's no point in me living anymore." Ye Guyi's eyes dimmed. "You're right, I'm a coward. My family was destroyed, and I chose to run away. Last night... I don't know what the point of continuing to live is. It would be better to die."

"Well, if you're going to die, remember to get out of this little house..."

Lu Cheng said leisurely.

"Go die outside, otherwise it will be troublesome if your blood splatters inside. After all, I remember your Martial Soul is an angel, and if you commit suicide with the Angel Sword, blood will inevitably be spilled all over the floor."

Ye Guyi was stunned for a moment, then glared angrily at Lu Cheng.

However, this impact dissipated much of the originally somber atmosphere.

"If you're hungry, eat. Choosing to starve yourself is also a decent way to die," Lu Cheng said calmly.

Having said that, he put his hands behind his back, carried the book on his back, got up and left the hut.

Only Ye Guyi remained, head bowed in sorrow, huddled in a corner. She had no home; her home had been destroyed by that Evil Soul Master.

She seemed to have lost her soul, completely dazed and confused.

Lu Cheng simply waited quietly.

After all, even a weathered adult would struggle to recover quickly from the loss of loved ones and the death of friends and companions, let alone a young girl of only eleven or twelve.

This was extremely cruel to her.

The original story only shows the depth of her hatred for Evil Soul Master, but it doesn't reveal how long it took her to rebuild her Dao heart and emerge from that dark period...

For several days in a row, Lu Cheng still came to the room for half a day, just sitting and drinking tea and reading books, while the girl remained curled up on the bed, not touching her food, her eyes empty and confused.

Until one day...

Inside the small courtyard.

Lu Cheng gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Crimson Soul Power surged from his body, and crimson wings sprouted from his back, revealing his Blazing Angel Martial Soul. However, since the entire courtyard was sealed off and the location was remote, it did not attract any outside prying eyes.

The Blazing Angel Martial Soul is a variant of the Angel Martial Soul, but with a more powerful attack method, even slightly superior to the Angel Martial Soul, making it a truly top-tier Martial Soul.

His expression was calm, and he was exhaling steam.

Inside the house.

A surprised and astonished gaze slowly drifted out; the girl's face was pressed tightly against the window, staring in disbelief at the commotion caused by Lu Cheng's cultivation outside.

Leaving aside their strength.

This Martial Soul... clearly possesses the aura of Angel Martial Soul!

At this moment, she felt as if the Angel Martial Soul within her body had found a kindred spirit, eager to try and break free of her body, a familiar and comforting feeling.

This guy... is also a user of the Angel Martial Soul?!

Lu Cheng glanced at the girl inside the room, a smile playing on his lips.

The latter, somewhat flustered, fled back.

The fiery red wings retracted, and the powerful aura originating from the Titled Douluo level gradually receded into his body.

But when he appeared to have finished his morning exercise and returned indoors...

But the bowl was clean, and the chopsticks and bowls were neatly arranged.

The girl's belly swelled slightly, and she gently licked her lips. When she looked at Lu Cheng again, her eyes held a hint of affection and obedience.

"What, you don't want to die again?"

Lu Cheng smiled leisurely.

"You also have Angel Martial Soul? What's your surname?" Ye Guyi, her eyes sparkling.

"Land."

She didn't get the answer she wanted, but Ye Guyi felt a stronger urge to live. She wasn't alone in this world.

There are still those who possess the Angel Martial Soul alive.

This feeling of finding kindred spirits is very comforting...

"May I become your disciple?" Ye Guyi hesitated for a long time before finally speaking softly, like a kitten.

"Want revenge?"

Lu Cheng said softly.

"Hmm." A flash of hatred crossed Ye Guyi's eyes. "These past few days, I've come to a realization. If I were to die like this, I would be a true coward. I will seek revenge and make those three beasts pay the price!"

"..."

Lu Cheng's eyes remained calm.

However, he didn't tell Ye Guyi the truth about Zhongli and the other two being dead.

After all, the only thing keeping her alive at this moment was revenge.

However, Lu Cheng nodded slightly in admiration at her ability to rebuild her inner self in such a short time; she truly lived up to her reputation as the little angel from the original story.

That's a good mindset.

"You want revenge?" Lu Cheng asked with great interest.

"Good!"

Ye Guyi took a deep breath and said, "I will kill all the Evil Soul Master in the world, wipe out these evil spirits, and restore peace to the world!"

Lu Cheng smiled, neither nodding in agreement nor mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

"To kill all Evil Soul Master in the world? A fine ambition, a fine goal, but it will likely be quite difficult."

"I see you have good talent, and you also possess Angel Martial Soul. Taking you as my disciple wouldn't be a problem."

"I swear on my Dao heart that I will kill every Evil Soul Master!" Ye Guyi solemnly declared.

Lu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, okay..."

"..."

Sun Moon Empire.

Illustrious Virtue Hall.

The spacious yet luxurious space, also the most central and secluded part of the Illustrious Virtue Hall, is the office of the head of the Illustrious Virtue Hall.

Jing Hongchen, short and stout, sat on the sofa, savoring the tea offered by his subordinates, but his eyes seemed to be in a daze.

A few days ago, news of my junior brother came from the mainland.

With a single move, he suppressed Xuanji and Giant Hammer Douluo. The fame of Seraphim Douluo spread throughout the entire continent, along with the Holy Spirit Cult of Evil Soul Master. Countless people were terrified by the Holy Spirit Cult's terrifying power, and rumors spread like wildfire.

However, he was only worried about how his junior brother had been doing all these years.

It seems... they're doing quite well within the Holy Spirit Cult.

Because of his junior brother's situation, he had always harbored some resentment towards his teacher, Kong Deming. After all, it was almost entirely a scheme orchestrated by the Holy Spirit Cult, yet his teacher, out of concern for his own reputation, never spoke up for his junior brother, which ultimately led to his fall into the Holy Spirit Cult.

This is a thorn in his side.

The chubby hand held the warm teacup, and he subconsciously took a sip, but his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly raised his head.

The sofa opposite, which had been empty, now had a figure in a black robe.

The latter lifted the hood, revealing the same unbelievably handsome face, with the same carefree smile on his lips, "Grandmaster, it's been a long time..."