Chapter 1587 - 647: You Disguised Yourself?

Chapter 1587: Chapter 647: You Disguised Yourself?

Under Xi Jiuye’s gaze, Ye Lingyue felt as if she had nowhere to hide.

Ye Lingyue’s heart sank; if she escaped, the Huangquan Team would be exposed.

"How did you discover it?"

Ye Lingyue was quite confident in her Invisibility Elixir.

"The scent, your scent is very pleasant."

Xi Jiuye’s eyes darkened, and then he did something that greatly surprised Ye Lingyue.

This usually aloof man lowered his head in a very intimate way, like a little dog, sniffing at her neck.

Most women used various perfumes and powders; Lan Chuchu and Hong Mingyue were no exception.

Only this tiger-like woman never used any makeup.

Xi Jiuye approached her twice, once in the Earth Evil Prison, and another time tonight.

The scent of water and medicinal grass emanating from her body was etched in his memory like a nightmare.

Earlier, when there was an assassin in the City Lord’s Mansion, he discovered the hidden assassin faster than the Wanxiang City Lord did.

To him, the assassin was quite foolish, daring to use spiritual power to search in a place like this.

He initially didn’t want to meddle and planned to leave.

Yet the faint scent carried by the breeze stopped him in his tracks.

He could confirm that the scent belonged to the Earth Evil Female Monarch.

Xi Jiuye was so close to Ye Lingyue that his breath sprayed onto her neck.

Ye Lingyue immediately shivered with goosebumps, a surge of anger rising within her.

Without any hesitation, a force of the Power of Heaven and Earth gathered in her palm, charged with the power of the Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles, ready to strike down.

"Do you really want to kill me that much?"

Xi Jiuye, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, released his hold on Ye Lingyue’s waist and firmly grasped her wrists.

This was the second time; this woman, despite his lack of enmity or grievance with her, wanted to kill him on sight.

Xi Jiuye couldn’t understand why he had such patience; with anyone else, he would have killed them already.

"If you don’t want to die, let me go. Keeping me here won’t benefit you. If I’m not mistaken, you have a purpose for staying in the City Lord’s Mansion."

Ye Lingyue sneered twice.

The strength in this man’s grip was infuriating; when she uttered the word "kill," her hand bones nearly shattered.

Xi Jiuye stayed in the City Lord’s Mansion for his own purpose.

He agreed to become a Guest Elder because he heard that the Wanxiang City Lord’s Mansion housed an Underground Treasure Vault.

He wanted to find out if there were any clues about the Jiu Provinces Cauldron in the Treasure Vault.

The restlessly struggling hands continued to resist.

The feel of her smooth skin against his calloused palms had an indescribable allure.

For a moment, Xi Jiuye couldn’t bear to release this tigress’s hands.

"And you? What is your purpose for coming to the City Lord’s Mansion?"

The struggling hands paused momentarily.

"It’s none of your business."

Ye Lingyue despised Xi Jiuye’s touch and couldn’t pinpoint why she detested him so much.

He hadn’t directly provoked her either.

Yet, upon hearing his name or seeing him, she felt uncomfortable, wanting to erase him from her memory entirely.

"What if I can help you? You know that with your abilities, there’s no way you can leave the City Lord’s Mansion tonight."

Xi Jiuye spoke confidently.

If he hadn’t used his breath to cover Ye Lingyue’s scent, she would have been discovered by the Wanxiang City Lord long ago.

As wise as she was, she must have realized that all exits in the City Lord’s Mansion were now sealed; tonight, she couldn’t escape even if she tried.

She needed his help.

But Ye Lingyue disdainfully scoffed.

She couldn’t leave, but she was certain she wouldn’t be discovered either.

"Believe me, without you, I can still safely retreat."

At worst, she could hide in Hong Meng Heaven for the night, and once the turmoil passed, find a way to leave.

However, if Guangzi and the others couldn’t find her, they would undoubtedly worry.

"You!"

Xi Jiuye heard Ye Lingyue’s scoff, his grip tightening slightly.

Damn it, couldn’t she act a bit ladylike and be obediently submissive just once?

If it were Hong Mingyue, she would likely already be invoking a fragile demeanor, softly calling him Brother Xi, beseeching his help.

Ye Lingyue gritted her teeth, staying silent.

Realizing he was exerting too much force, Xi Jiuye frowned, glanced down, and noticed the woman’s dark wrist had no swelling at all.

Yet he felt that her delicate bones were already making cracking noises; her wrist should have been bruised by now.

Could it be...

"You’re in disguise?"

Xi Jiuye seemed to have realized something, tightening his grip on Ye Lingyue’s jaw, forcing her to lift her head to meet his gaze.

Her ordinary features were fully exposed under the bright light.

But the determination flashing in those moonlit eyes left Xi Jiuye struggling for breath.

The two stared at each other, captivated.

For that moment, time seemed to have frozen.

From this look, Xi Jiuye realized Ye Lingyue’s lips, in tolerating the pain, were marred with teeth marks.

Her full lips, imprinted with bloody marks, stood out starkly.

Xi Jiuye’s pupils contracted, his heart inexplicably aching.

An image flashed in his mind.

Blade after blade, as flesh was cut piece by piece from "her."

"She" was drenched in cold sweat but bit her lip without begging for mercy.

Until "her" lips were chewed raw, blood dripping.

A fragmented scene simultaneously flickered through Ye Lingyue’s mind.

A towering figure of a man appeared in her mind.

A weak woman nestled in the man’s embrace.

The man’s face started blurry but became increasingly clear.

He looked coldly at "her," his lips moving as if speaking, yet she couldn’t hear or see clearly.

She tried desperately to open her eyes wide, wanting to see the man’s face clearly, but it was futile.

All she could see were the man’s eyes.

Those cold, unfeeling eyes pierced her heart like a sharp blade.

Her heart ached terribly.

Xi Jiuye took a deep breath, the image of "her" constantly merging with the Earth Evil Female Monarch before him.

He relaxed his grip on her hand slightly, his hoarse voice tinged with hesitation.

"Tell me, who exactly are you?"

His finger brushed against Ye Lingyue’s lip, the warmth of her blood stinging his eyes and heart.

"Don’t touch me!"

Ye Lingyue felt a severe pain in her head, and she suddenly pushed his hand away.