Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 937 - 583: Undercurrents

Chapter 937: Chapter 583: Undercurrents

As the words fell, a horrifying and twisted blood-colored pattern suddenly surged from Lady Wan at the center towards all directions, ultimately colliding with the towering willow wreathed in mist!

In an instant,

An ominous, distorted madness filled every corner of the air, turning the entire manor into a desolate Ghost Domain!

Leaning leisurely against the Eight Immortals Table by his side, Xu Yuan gently touched the rough texture of the table’s edge, his gaze askance, his tone mild:

"How so? By the looks of it, it seems you want to have a go at me here with that pregnant belly of yours?"

Lady Wan struggled to suppress the instinctual impulses in her heart, her voice hoarse and sharp:

"If sir insists on this, then I can only oblige."

"Heh...."

Hearing Xu Yuan’s involuntary chuckle, their eyes met for an instant.

Then,

His lips parting slightly,

"Just... with that tattered body of yours?"

"...."

As the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze to an icy point.

The feeling of repeatedly flirting with the arc of death excited something subtly within Xu Yuan’s heart.

This despicable woman in front of him carried too many unknowns; logically, he shouldn’t be taking risks.

A simple demand for some compensation, and then letting bygones be bygones, would have been the peaceful route.

But in these recent days, various clues strung thinly together had, moments ago, suddenly coalesced into two extremely important leads.

First, Lady Wan is also a Saint Level Ghost.

Otherwise, she could not possibly have the nerve to attempt a desperate last stand at this moment.

Second, and most crucially,

Lady Wan is currently most likely very weak.

In the silence,

Xu Yuan slowly stood up straight, his fingertips tracing the edges of the table, walked over to where she stood firm, his voice calm:

"Lady Wan, did you know? Qianji Gorge was once called Sword Casting Valley tens of thousands of years ago."

"...." Lady Wan remained silent.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled and shook his head, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, his tone solemn:

"This place was the site of the decisive battle between humans and demons all those years ago. Billions of souls perished here, facilitating our domain of existence and also gave rise to eleven Saint Level Ghosts."

"Perishing and devouring occur at every moment, but us Saints, still shrouded in obscurity, have remained suppressing our innate urges from slaughtering each other.

"Because even if one succeeds in devouring the other, it’s hard to fill the deficit caused by the slaughter."

Pausing here, Xu Yuan stared directly into her eyes:

"So, sensing your unprovoked malice, I’ve been pondering these days, pondering why you dare do this, but I can’t fathom your motivation."

His lips curled into a smirk, Xu Yuan’s gaze wandering over to Lady Wan’s protruding abdomen:

"But today, when that little guy showed up, suddenly everything became clear. By devouring me, a mere passerby, your child would succeed in being born, right?"

Lady Wan’s eyes flickered uncertainly, her palm instinctively guarding her abdomen:

"This matter... I can compensate."

"Hold on, I’m not finished."

Xu Yuan raised a hand, gesturing for her to be silent, his eyes lingering on her:

"Lady Wan, here’s a suggestion, don’t always follow your child’s whims. If you don’t discipline, someone else in this world will."

Hearing this, Lady Wan took a deep breath, her tone unyielding:

"Sir, Nuonuo’s earlier offense...."

"Shut up, it appears you don’t understand the situation."

Xu Yuan took a deep breath, his gaze gradually darkening:

"You might look a bit special, but I can sense you’re still a Yin Ghost at heart, aren’t you? The gestation of a new spirit must be through self-harming ways, right?"

"And judging from that little thing’s display earlier, how much of your original strength do you still possess?

"Seventy percent? Fifty percent? Hehe...."

Lady Wan’s expression remained unchanged, and after a brief silence, she suddenly spoke:

"Sir, you talk so much, it seems you don’t want to resort to violence either. Is it because of those two human women?"

Xu Yuan slightly frowned:

"Are... you threatening me?"

Lady Wan’s expression gradually returned to normal, her voice once again gentle:

"I merely wish to remind the sir, if there’s something you desire, feel free to speak outright."

"Hehe, the most profound lesson I’ve learned in the human world is to always lay the chips on the negotiating table, and now we indeed can begin."

Xu Yuan directly pulled out a chair nearby to sit down, dispelled the looming virtual shadow of the willow in the mist outside, and gestured slightly towards Lady Wan.

Both were seated across the Eight Immortals Table.

Xu Yuan gently tapped the desk, smiling lightly:

"I want three things."

Lady Wan, gently stroking her abdomen as if to soothe, her voice light:

"If I can provide them, I’ll try to compensate."

Xu Yuan did not pressure her too much, simply stated in a calm voice:

"First, I want the real location where the Demon Dragon lurks."

"Possible, to the southeast about a thousand eight hundred miles there is a place called Evil Spirit Abyss, where I once encountered that Demon Dragon."

"...."

Xu Yuan silently noted the location, then continued:

"Secondly, I want the Enchantress Divine Physique inside the guest lodge."

"Thud...."

As the words were spoken, a sudden dull thud resonated in the quiet hall.

Xu Yuan slightly lifted his eyebrows, looking towards where the sound originated, a light chuckle escaping him:

"It seems this little fellow is somewhat reluctant."

Lady Wan’s brows furrowed slightly, the sound seeming to have caused her pain, her voice gentle: