Chapter 53 - The Blade Is in Your Heart

Liu Yuan trembled as he lowered his head and looked at his chest. The dagger had been stabbed into his chest, revealing only the silver hollow and exquisite handle.

However, no matter how exquisite it was, it could not change the fact that it was a weapon.

Pain, excruciating pain.

“Ugh…”

Liu Yuan’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. He reached out to pull the dagger out, but his hand slipped several times. Although Pihuan Luo let go of the dagger, it seemed to be pushed by an invisible force, spinning into his chest until the handle was buried.

The blood cut deeper into his clothes, and his flesh was cut open and then healed.

With a slight hook of her slender hand, the blood on Liu Yuan’s chest separated from his clothes and condensed into a wriggling object that seemed to have a life of its own. Then, she clenched her fist and crushed it.

“W-what is that?” Liu Yuan suddenly felt as if something had been taken away from him, and he fell down powerlessly.

Pihuan Luo reached out to support him, and said softly, “Heart Entanglement. Since you don’t like it, I’ll take it away.”

She lowered her head and reached out to touch Liu Yuan’s heart. She smiled charmingly, “But I also want to leave something behind.”

“Whew… I know you took away the Heart Entanglement, I’m asking what you put in my heart?” Liu Yuan lay weakly on top of Pihuan Luo, panting lightly as if he had just survived a disaster.

He could clearly feel the wound on his heart healing in an instant, but the dagger was gone.

However, he was sure that it had not really disappeared. It had turned into something and was placed in his heart.

Pihuan Luo cupped his face and kissed his forehead, his eyes burning with the fire of the abyss. “A blade.”

You took away the Heart Entanglement and put a knife in, are you still human?

Liu Yuan felt that he had reached his limit, and he had lost himself.

Pihuan Luo noticed Liu Yuan’s sad and angry eyes. She chuckled and patted Liu Yuan’s back. She said in a soft voice, “Alright, alright, don’t worry. This blade is my life-bound magical weapon, and I’ve never shown it to anyone. Now that it’s with you, you can kill me with a single thought.”

Liu Yuan was stunned. He touched his chest with a trembling hand and looked up at Pihuan Luo. “Isn’t your combat strength greatly reduced like this? No, you can’t!”

Pihuan Luo pressed his hand and smiled. “As you said, I’m your accessory, the only accessory. My life and love are yours, but you can never let go of me. You can’t be afraid of me. No matter how many people you like, and how many of them like you, I’m the one you can’t give up on.”

“The blade is in your heart. If one day we become enemies, you only need to be ruthless and cut off our love, and I will be finished.”

Liu Yuan’s eyes widened as he saw the progress bar above Pihuan Luo’s head suddenly turn from pink to blood red.

The numbers on the progress bar were all erased, leaving only a full bar and one big word-

[Locked]

Pihuan Luo leaned against Liu Yuan’s chest, closed her eyes, and listened to his heartbeat. She murmured, “I came to the Jiang Kingdom this time to look for you. The Knot on your body was not placed when we met previously, but earlier. When you said you loved me, I placed it inside you.”

“This trip was too rushed, and there are already some people in the sect who are dissatisfied. I can only see you once, and I have to return to the sect soon…Take care of yourself.”

Her words reverberated in the room, but her body had already turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Liu Yuan was stunned on the bed. There seemed to be a faint fragrance left in his hand.

The room was quiet for a while. There was no movement.

“Ha… She’s finally gone.” Liu Yuan’s entire body went soft. He heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed on the bed.

This time, he was really completely exhausted. His tense nerves relaxed in an instant, and his eyes turned black. He could only keep gasping for breath.

After panting for a long time, he finally came back to his senses. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, half-sat up, pushed the quilt away, and stood up to pour himself a glass of water.

After Liu Yuan finished the cup, he raised the teapot and gulped it down. He let out a long breath and wiped the corner of his mouth.

He still felt that it wasn’t enough, so he fed himself a few medicinal pills.

He then took out a painting and looked at it.

He finally calmed down.

“Damn it, this is even more tiring than fighting a war!”

Liu Yuan still had a lingering fear. He had suddenly changed his attack and chosen to use such fierce words because he had a vague feeling that if this continued, the favorability progress bar would decrease.

It would really drop!

Liu Yuan, who was a strategist, knew very well that he had relied on the fact that he was ‘not afraid of the murderous demoness’ to defeat Pihuan Luo. With Pihuan Luo’s personality, she enjoyed the fearful gazes of others, but at the same time, she also yearned for someone to approach her with a fearless heart of love.

However, Liu Yuan’s character had completely collapsed.

The first time he met with Pihuan Luo, he could still use the excuse that he had disguised himself well. However, the second time, just now, he was completely exposed as a person who was afraid.

This was completely contrary to the character setting of the initial favorable impression.

I can’t stand it even if I have a full bar of favorability points!

Therefore, he had to add a layer of shackles to himself and to Pihuan Luo.

Fortunately, I had a backup plan when I was writing the side story of Pihuan Luo. After the first plan succeeded, I didn’t use it. I didn’t expect it to be useful now.

Liu Yuan patted his chest and sighed.

Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan, you’re indeed the brain of the God of Strategy. If I didn’t remember the plan, I would have died here today.

Pihuan Luo’s real wish was to be trusted and needed by others.

Not being afraid was actually one of the manifestations. This represented trust, and the next step was a mutual need that was as sick as a parasite.

This was all analyzed from Pihuan Luo’s childhood experience.

Combined with the principle that ‘every sadist has a masochist’s heart’, Liu Yuan came up with a very weird self-persona at the last minute.

“All in all, I’m probably… a very possessive scumbag.”

The corner of Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched. If this kind of character was in the modern world, he would probably be criticized to death.

He would never admit that the character was himself!

“Moreover, the favorability level has even broken through the state of maxing out. Does that mean it won’t change? However, the conditions to achieve this are probably very harsh. I have to thoroughly unearth her personality to produce such an effect… I should think long and hard about this.”

Liu Yuan muttered to himself, tidied his clothes, and pushed open the door. He looked at the door opposite with the light on.

“Sigh…” Student Liu heaved a long sigh. He deeply felt that women were really annoying.

Ah, these hateful women, can you stop bothering me?! Right now, I just want to cultivate and become stronger, and become a serious and hardworking Immortal cultivator.

Liu Yuan felt very uncomfortable. He knocked on Ning Xiangrong’s door and said weakly, “I’m coming in…”

A fragrant wind blew against his face, and a pair of arms hugged him tightly.

His vision turned black.

Huh?! What the hell? It-it’s a little stuffy.

Ning Xiangrong’s voice came from above, full of panic, “A’Yuan, are you alright? Why is your face so pale, and there’s blood on your body? I’m sorry, I misunderstood you just now.”

She tightened her arms and hugged Liu Yuan’s head.

“Huh?!!”

She’s going to kill me!