An Unexpected Turn: Villain Becomes Dad

Ye Yun hurriedly pleaded, his voice filled with terror. He knew exactly what the Soul Cult represented—they were the mortal enemies of soul entities like himself. They could not only kill him but also devour his soul piece by piece, a death more excruciating than anything imaginable.

No wonder. No wonder his soul clone had returned with a sense of dread last time. It had encountered a Soul Cult cultivator!

However, Yan Jiu let out a creepy laugh, afraid that Yang Chen might agree to Ye Yun’s pleas. He immediately transformed into a black mist, enveloping Ye Yun.

“No! Yang Chen, I’m really willing to serve you! Spare my life, please, ahhh!”

“Someone like you thinks you can submit to my master? Dream on! You’re just my delicious meal!”

Gah! Gah!

Terrifying sounds echoed from the black mist. Yang Chen did not interfere; Ye Yun was destined to die. Submitting to him was out of the question—what use could Ye Yun or the so-called Venerable Cangchen be to him?

Yan Jiu’s feeding sounds were horrifying, worse than nails on a chalkboard. Yang Chen set up a soundproof formation to muffle the noise.

Half an hour later, the black mist gradually reformed into Yan Jiu’s shape.

“So slow?” Yang Chen frowned.

“Hehe, master, last time it was just a soul clone. This time, it’s an entire soul body from the Void Refinement Realm! I need months to fully digest and absorb his soul power. Consuming this soul should elevate me to the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, possibly even giving me a chance to reach the Soul Transformation realm!”

Yan Jiu’s face was full of joy, but he quickly fawned over Yang Chen. “This will allow me to serve you even better in the future!”

“Good,” Yang Chen nodded, remembering Ye Yun’s mention of the ancient demon. “While you digest his memories, pay attention to any information about the Heavenly Ancient Demon Clan. Compile it and report to me.”

“Yes!” Yan Jiu bowed before dissolving into a black mist and vanishing. Even with the potential to reach the Void Refinement stage, Yang Chen wasn’t worried. Yan Jiu could never refine the Soul Attaching Mother Larva within the Soul Palace, ensuring he remained obedient.

Yang Chen turned to the cold corpse of Ye Yun. Yan Jiu had devoured the soul, but since the Venerable Cangchen had fused with Ye Yun’s original soul, Ye Yun’s soul was also gone. Only the body remained. Soul Cult cultivators only cared for souls, not the physical body, which explained their emaciated appearance.

[Ding! Host has killed the Son of Destiny, Ye Yun, earning a Villainous Gift Pack!]

Yang Chen was startled. Time to open another Villain Gift Pack.

“Open it!”

[Ding! Villainous Gift Pack opened successfully. Host receives a Primordial Dragon Spine!]

What? A Primordial Dragon Spine?

Yang Chen was surprised. Dragons were legendary creatures. Though the cultivation world did have dragons, they were incredibly powerful. In the Northern Spiritual Realm, that was part of the Tianqian Realm, dragons were an apex race found in regions like the Ten Thousand Demonic Domains and Central Continent. Even in the entire Tianqian Realm, dragons were top-tier beings.

However, the dragons in the Tianqian Realm, specifically the Red Dragon and White Dragon clans, were distant relatives of true dragons, possessing only a thin trace of the Primordial Dragon Bloodline. Despite this, these two dragon clans were among the most powerful, reigning supreme over countless demonic clans.

A spine from a Primordial Dragon was immensely valuable. The spine, after all, was the most vital part of a dragon’s body, containing its essence.

Yang Chen examined the glowing, golden, dragon spine in his hand, hearing faint dragon roars. But he didn’t rush to refine it, storing it away instead. He still had residual qi from the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower within him that needed to be fully integrated. Refining the dragon spine now might cause a conflict between the two potent energies, leading to more harm than good. Both were extreme yang in their essence.

At this moment, Leng Yuyan entered. Seeing Ye Yun’s corpse on the ground, she asked in surprise, “Brother Chen, what happened to Yun’er?”

“I dealt with the mysterious soul known as Venerable Cangchen. However, since Yun’er’s soul had been possessed and fused, he couldn’t be resurrected. I could only preserve his body,” Yang Chen explained.

Leng Yuyan’s eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Brother Chen.”

“Silly girl, why thank me?” Yang Chen walked over and embraced her, feeling the warmth and softness of her body. His lips curled into a smile. Although Ye Yun, the Son of Destiny, had been exhausted of his value and eliminated, Yang Chen had no intention of discarding Leng Yuyan. He prided himself on his high moral standards and wasn’t one to abandon someone after using them. Besides, Leng Yuyan was exceptionally beautiful, and with the enhancement from the Yin-Yang Harmony Flower, her potential had significantly increased. She could be a valuable asset in the future.

After a moment, Leng Yuyan thought of Ye Yun and walked over to his body, gently stroking his face with a sad expression. Tears slid down her cheeks.

“Brother Chen, I want to bury Yun’er’s body in the Liyang Kingdom, beside my sister. Will you accompany me?”

“Of course,” Yang Chen readily agreed. He planned to visit the Liyang Kingdom anyway. As a nation that had been aligned with the Xuantian Sect for thousands of years, it was appropriate for him, as the Holy Son, to visit and foster ties with the Liyang royal family.

Yang Chen helped Leng Yuyan up. “Yuyan, don’t be sad. Yun’er may be gone, but we can have our own child.”

Leng Yuyan nestled into his embrace, murmuring, “Have our own child?” A blush spread across her fair cheeks. The thought of having a child with Brother Chen filled her with joy. There was no greater expression of a woman’s love for a man than bearing his child. Hugging Yang Chen tightly, Leng Yuyan felt that though Yun’er was gone, she had Brother Chen, who meant everything to her now.

After spending seven more days in the Qingling Sect to observe the traditional mourning period for Ye Yun, Yang Chen and Leng Yuyan set off for the Liyang Kingdom.

According to Leng Yuyan, Ye Yun’s parents were buried in Lei Du City, the capital of the Liyang Kingdom, a major hub of cultivation. Though Liyang was subordinate to the Xuantian Sect, it was powerful in its own right, with several Nascent Soul cultivators ruling over a vast territory. Even the Qingling Sect, with its Nascent Soul cultivators, dared not provoke Liyang lightly. Lie Du city, with a population of millions, seamlessly blended the mundane with the immortal qi, creating a unique tapestry of life.