Chapter 258: Welcome to the Demonic Paradise, Saintess Ruyu

Beyond the Fox Clan border, the Ghost Controlling Sect army stirred.

Inside the territory, within the Cherry Sea Secret Realm, He Ange’s  plan reached a critical juncture—

“Watch your back, Miss Ruyu!”

Seeing Ye Qingchuan raise his hand, He Ange feigned concern.

But his warning came too late.

Before Yan Ruyu could react, the Azure Dragon Dagger plunged deep into her back.

Blood sprayed.

He Ange’s expression didn’t change, but the faint curl of his lips was chilling—as if everything had gone according to his sinister plans.

He felt no guilt.

Though Yan Ruyu was kind, she was still an enemy.

He Ange had just demonically corrupted Xia Zhiyue; he couldn’t let the Dragon Dynasty seize control.

Yan Ruyu’s arrival was a perfect opportunity.

If he could control her, Ye Qingchuan would become obsolete.

So—

Betrayal and backstabbing were necessary.

On the other side, Yan Ruyu staggered, pain and shock evident on her face.

“Ye Qingchuan? You—!!”

She turned, the dagger’s poison seeping into her soul. Gasping, she clenched her teeth, her pale gold dragon eyes burning with rage.

“No, it’s not what you think…”

Ye Qingchuan regained control, staring at the bloody dagger in his hand, then at Yan Ruyu—her eyes filled with murderous intent.

“He Yuan! It was He Yuan who made me do it!”

“He Yuan! Why do you keep framing me?!”

But his accusation was cut short.

Yan Ruyu’s aura exploded, white radiance surrounding her, her hair billowing like a storm.

BOOM!!!

A White Dragon Phantom  materialized behind her, its eyes glowing with platinum light, radiating lethal fury.

Ye Qingchuan froze, dropping to his knees in terror.

“Ruyu, I didn’t mean to! He Yuan controlled me!”

“Ruyu, you have to belie—”

“Enough! Traitor!!”

Yan Ruyu’s voice thundered.

She summoned a divine artifact, its energy morphing into countless white blades around her.

“I wasted my time saving you, only for you to stab me in the back!”

“You’ve disappointed me, Ye Qingchuan.”

The last shred of mercy vanished from her eyes.

She aimed her blades at him, ready to strike.

Ye Qingchuan couldn’t speak.

The world had betrayed him. Even his childhood friend despised him now.

“Goodbye.”

Yan Ruyu’s voice was ice.

Ye Qingchuan deserved death. Bringing him to the Empress or letting Chen Sheng execute him would be redundant.

Better to end him here, now.

“Die!”

Her voice was a mix of disappointment and hatred.

She unleashed her blades, a storm of white light aiming to obliterate him.

Yan Ruyu, the White Dragon Saintess, young and powerful, was already in the Heavenly God Realm.

Killing a crippled Ye Qingchuan should have been effortless.

But as the white light neared Ye Qingchuan, an explosion of Azure Dragon energy erupted from within him.

“I won’t accept this—!!!”

He roared, kneeling, the Azure Dragon Soul within him unleashing its fury.

Behind him, a dark Azure Dragon Emperor Phantom appeared, filled with malice and resentment, as if ready to defy the heavens and destroy the cold, heartless world.

BOOOOOOM!!!

Green and white energies clashed.

Despite being in the Void God Realm, Ye Qingchuan’s power now matched Yan Ruyu’s Heavenly God strength.

The balance shifted.

Yan Ruyu weakened by the soul poison, Ye Qingchuan’s power surged endlessly.

“Yan Ruyu!!”

“I trusted you as a friend, but in the end, you believed He Yuan over me! You wanted to kill me for him…”

Bathed in the Azure Dragon’s shadow, Ye Qingchuan glared at her with burning rage, his deepest resentment laid bare.

He hated her.

In his extreme emotions, he hated He Yuan, but more so Yan Ruyu. She had always looked down on him, infatuated with the Spirit Phoenix Sect’s Saint Son (灵凤教圣子) just because he was handsome and charismatic…

Why couldn’t Ye Qingchuan be like him?

Why couldn’t he win women’s hearts?

The more he thought, the angrier he became.

“Yan Ruyu, die!”

“You love He Yuan so much? Don’t worry! After I kill you, I’ll kill him too! He can join you in hell!”

Controlling the devastating Azure Dragon energy, Ye Qingchuan’s smile turned maniacal, his eyes dark and unhinged.

He pressed forward, the White Dragon Saintess weakened by the poison.

SPLAT—!!

Another spurt of black blood. Yan Ruyu weakened further, her body swaying dangerously.

But seeing his former friend suffering didn’t soften Ye Qingchuan. He reveled in this reversal of fortunes.

“Bitch! You deserve this for siding with He Yuan! Pretending to be a saint while being his dog!”

“Die!”

Ye Qingchuan laughed coldly, his energy expanding again.

The Azure Dragon Phantom loomed over the frail White Dragon Saintess.

“…”

Yan Ruyu’s face paled, unable to speak.

Her legs trembled, weak and defeated, but her lips, bitten bloody, showed defiance.

“Ye Qingchuan… I should have let He Yuan kill you…”

On the brink of death, Yan Ruyu felt sorrow and bitterness.

She had saved him so many times, and now he wanted her dead.

She admitted she was sometimes too soft-hearted… but she never thought she’d die at the hands of someone she’d saved repeatedly.

Ye Qingchuan forgot her kindness, yet remembered her justifiable anger once.

It broke her heart.

If she were truly in league with He Yuan, why bother coming here? Why risk the Empress’s wrath to save Ye Qingchuan?

“How ironic… feeding kindness to a viper…”

She smiled bitterly, consciousness fading. She couldn’t withstand Ye Qingchuan’s onslaught any longer, collapsing.

But as Yan Ruyu closed her eyes in despair—

BOOOOOOM!!!!!!

A deafening roar echoed as a figure flashed past her, leaving a blurry trail—a sword-wielding dragon slayer.

WHOOSH—!

A gust of wind blew away her despairing tears.

When she looked again, she saw a figure in moon-white robes before her.

“He Yuan… it’s you again…”

She murmured, recognizing her nemesis as she swayed and fell into his arms.

THUD.

He Ange caught her, smiling softly.

“Welcome to the Demonic Paradise, Saintess Ruyu.”

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