Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 193: The Demon Lord Doesn't Cry, Just Hold On! [Part 4]

Hei Tong was puzzled by the disappearance of the figure she had seen from miles away. Hearing a sound nearby, she noticed a spirit stone on the ground, her eyes lighting up as she approached it eagerly.

She stopped just short of picking it up, scanning the surroundings to ensure there was no danger. Satisfied, she bent down, picked up the stone, and smiled slightly.

Witnessing this, Ye Wenxin felt relieved. Just as she was about to toss another spirit stone to test Hei Tong's awareness, she realized Hei Tong had vanished from the ground. Before she could use her spiritual sense to locate Hei Tong, something large and dark descended from the sky.

Under the moonlight, Hei Tong's black wings shone with a purplish-blue metallic sheen. Her enormous figure charged towards Ye Wenxin with great force, yet without any killing intent.

Even so, Ye Wenxin dodged, watching as Hei Tong circled around and attacked with her claws again.

This time, Ye Wenxin did not evade. She saw the claws transform into human hands as Hei Tong returned to her humanoid form, wrapping her arms around Ye Wenxin’s neck and giggling gleefully.

"You finally came to see me."

"No, I'm just passing by," Ye Wenxin replied, the phrase "even beasts are not spared" coming to mind.

Seeing Hei Tong's girlish demeanor, Ye Wenxin felt she was like a young girl experiencing her first crush. However, unlike humans, Hei Tong only had the intelligence of a ten-year-old human, unlikely to understand complex emotions.

"Passing by? Weren't you with that girl? If you’re not here to see me, then what are you doing in the back mountain?" Hei Tong tilted her head in confusion, her human form unable to fully suppress her animal instincts, as she often fidgeted.

Ye Wenxin straightened Hei Tong’s tilted head and continued, "I came to collect a body."

"Collect a body? Indeed, there's a bit of a corpse smell," Hei Tong remarked, sniffing Ye Wenxin's clothes thoroughly before noting her discovery.

"This scent seems familiar."

"I killed Gu Aotian."

"Oh." Hei Tong tilted her head again, showing no interest in why Gu Aotian was killed.

Instead, Hei Tong's behavior became more restless. Initially clinging to Ye Wenxin's neck, she now stretched her legs, hanging onto Ye Wen's body entirely.

Feeling awkward with Hei Tong's embrace, Ye Wenxin lightly stroked Hei Tong's back. Hei Tong stiffened, only to find herself in a princess carry.

Seeing Ye Wenxin's actions, Hei Tong beamed and excitedly offered, "I can return to my original form for you to hold!"

"Unless you want to squash me to death."

Ye Wenxin immediately refused, recalling Hei Tong's massive original form. Even as the Demon Lord, carrying her was strenuous, and she had no desire to waste energy on such trivial matters.

"How could I squish you? Xuandao Zi used to carry me every day." Hei Tong pouted, nostalgic for being lifted high.

"Then go find Xuandao Zi."

"But he ascended," Hei Tong replied, dissatisfied, her gaze drifting to the distant mountaintop.

"Ascended?" Ye Wenxin echoed, feeling a curious longing at the thought.

"Yes, Xuandao Zi said he'd come back for me, but it's been hundreds of years," Hei Tong grumbled, continuing her complaints, "They all said they would, but none of them ever returned."

Ye Wenxin chuckled, gently patting Hei Tong’s head. Encouraged, Hei Tong snuggled closer, seemingly unaware she was a spirit beast. Yet her human form and behavior were a bit too stimulating for Ye Wenxin.

Sitting on her lap, their faces were merely inches apart. In her beastly innocence, Hei Tong saw nothing wrong with the proximity, chattering away happily.

Ye Wenxin consciously avoided looking directly at Hei Tong, who leaned in closer, pressing her full weight against Ye Wenxin. This made Ye Wenxin acutely aware of the danger of ignorance.

"Hei Tong, have you been behaving?" Ye Wenxin inquired, recalling their encounter at the Xian Sect Tournament, where she hadn't had time for their routine chat.

"What does behaving mean?" Hei Tong asked, tilting her head, not understanding the term.

Ye Wenxin elaborated, "It means not sitting on others' laps or letting them pet you freely."

Hei Tong's eyes widened in surprise, feeling underestimated. But she soon realized something, looking down at her actions that matched Ye Wenxin's description.

"Only with you."

After a moment, she managed to utter a few words.

"What? I didn't hear you."

Ye Wenxin feigned ignorance, amused to see Hei Tong learning to feel shy.

"Stop it! You're such a bad human!" Hei Tong protested, instinctively wanting to peck Ye Wenxin, but remembering she was in human form, she settled for glaring at her.

Seeing Hei Tong's increasing human-like behavior, Ye Wenxin laughed softly, continuing to stroke her head. "This is something humans do with those they like. Your actions are akin to what humans call flirting."

Hei Tong appeared more confused, not grasping Ye Wenxin's point.

To Ye Wenxin, Hei Tong seemed all the more perilous. Clearly, Hei Tong’s actions were entirely instinctual, devoid of special meaning, making her even more unsettling.

Ye Wenxin considered educating Hei Tong further when she sensed a powerful aura approaching. Hei Tong, seeing further, immediately recognized the figure.

"It's the girl!"

Hei Tong referred to Feng Ya Xianzi as "the girl." Ye Wenxin tensed, remembering her current appearance as the Demon Lord, and prepared to flee. But then she recalled something crucial.

Feng Ya Xianzi didn't know the Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, so even if she saw Ye Wenxin like this, it wouldn't matter. Understanding this logic, Ye Wenxin remained seated.

Oblivious to Ye Wenxin's anxiety, Hei Tong started to rise and greet Feng Ya Xianzi, but felt a force around her waist. Looking down, she saw Ye Wenxin holding her tightly, unable to hide the worry in her eyes.

Strangely, as Feng Ya Xianzi drew closer, Ye Wenxin's every gesture became increasingly alluring, as if her earlier panic was just an illusion created by Hei Tong.