Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 Part 1: “He leaned close to Chu Binghuan’s ears before saying, half-genuine and half-jokingly, “I’ll be very willing to die in your hands.””

“Cease your nonsense!” Chu Binghuan yelled out involuntarily, his tone filled with severity.

Hua Che hadn’t expected Chu Binghuan to react so violently. He hadn’t been deliberately teasing him, because he truly didn’t feel that well right now.

Forcing himself to become more spirited, Hua Che comforted, “Medical experts have long become accustomed to the fate of mankind. It’ll be fine once you’re used to it.”

Chu Binghuan seized Hua Che’s wrist as his right hand palmed the youth’s forehead.

“It’s no wonder you’re babbling such nonsense. You have a fever.” He said.

“Oh.” Hua Che very cheerfully accepted this fact. He didn’t take his fever too seriously.

Instead, he pretended to solemnly urge, “Quick, grab a brush ah! I don’t have enough strength to do it myself, so help me write it instead.”

Chu Binghuan was at a loss. “Write what?”

Hua Che replied, deadly earnest, “Write out your preferences and dislikes, so we can give it to your destined wife ah! Quickly, quickly, before I forget everything in a while.”

Chu Binghuan: “……”

No, he shouldn’t bicker with a sickly patient whose high fever has muddled their brain!

“Who is that arsonist?” Chu Binghuan, who didn’t want to continue discussing his “destined wife”, changed the topic. He lowered his voice before asking in a deep tone, “Did you see them?”

“No. But……” Hua Che looked up at the black clouds in the sky. He chuckled in an enigmatic manner and said, “I can probably guess who it is.”

Hearing this, Chu Binghuan didn’t continue to question him. Right now, what was most important was Hua Che’s body.

He reminded the sick youth, “Relax.”

Hua Che knew Chu Binghuan wanted to probe his spirit. He naturally wouldn’t resist.

The so-called “probing spirit” is a technique where a user enters their opponent’s inner world with their own soul. The user would be able to explore their opponent’s soul, spiritual knowledge, and their golden core.

With this technique, it would be possible for the user to take advantage of this opportunity to cast an evil curse on their opponent. In addition, they could also extract the opponent’s soul, steal their golden core, or even seize their body.

But at the same time, the user themselves will be at a risk when performing this technique. For example, if their opponent resists, like if their attack using True Energy is too fierce, the user will suffer backlash. 

Instead of stealing their opponent’s soul, the user would be trapped in their opponent’s inner world, allowing their own soul to be gobbled up by their opponent.

Chu Binghuan moved cautiously. Entering Hua Che’s inner world, he circled around a lap. Only after confirming Hua Che hadn’t been secretly cursed did he finally relax.

By the time Chu Binghuan retreated, he discovered that Hua Che had closed his eyes. With his head leaning to a side and shallow, relaxed breathing, the sickly youth had actually fallen asleep.

But Hua Che didn’t sleep well. He had a bunch of discontinuous dreams that couldn’t be connected at all. 

For a moment, he would see Hua Mei’er embroidering under the oil lamp. She had been very skilled in the feminine arts, and the lotus she embroidered would look vivid and lifelike, pure without the slightest speck of dirt. Meanwhile, her embroidered plum blossoms would appear proudly in full bloom, as if they were striving unremittingly.