The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 1078 - 1047: True and False, Psychological Tactics

Chapter 1078: Chapter 1047: True and False, Psychological Tactics

Huo Yingjie quickly pondered, trying to devise a plan.

"Demon Night, let’s have a fight to the death," Huo Yingjie said. Here, he was not familiar, and if Demon Night led him by the nose, he would surely be the one to lose in the end.

Demon Night laughed heartily, not responding but instead looked proudly at Huo Yingjie.

This was his strategy.

Changling, this person, had finally been outsmarted by his own cleverness.

Huo Yingjie was shocked, then immediately found his body uncontrollably falling downwards.

How could this be?

Huo Yingjie was greatly alarmed, as his body could not muster any mana.

"Hahaha, Huo Yingjie, you’ve been tricked, right?" Demon Night laughed loudly, "To fight you to the death—the best outcome would be our mutual destruction, but I don’t want that now. Because I still want to be with Yunyun. I won’t kill you either; I want you to watch me and Yunyun take our wedding vows and enter the bridal chamber."

Huo Yingjie was terrified, now understanding what was happening.

Demon Night had intentionally lured him to the swamp and had him smell that aroma, then hurriedly fled to this area above the trees.

The scent emitted from these trees, combined with the gas he had inhaled earlier, was what truly hurt him.

"I must say, you’re quite cunning," Huo Yingjie said with a cold laugh. This time, it was difficult for him to escape unscathed, but fortunately, he was prepared.

"I must say, you haven’t progressed at all, still so arrogant," Demon Night said coldly. Changling’s arrogance always ensured that even when he succeeded, it was a pyrrhic victory.

"Is that so?" Huo Yingjie also chuckled, weakly stood up from the ground, brushed off the twigs and leaves from his body, and looked at Demon Night.

Demon Night didn’t expect Changling to behave like this and looked around anxiously, somewhat puzzled.

After scanning the area, he found nothing unusual.

"Bluffing, huh?" Demon Night sneered. "Now I can crush you with just one hand!"

Huo Yingjie chuckled and said, "Then try to crush me!"

"You think I dare not?" Demon Night retorted, "Changling, your time of death has come. In this world, between you and me, only one can survive!"

"Is that so?" Huo Yingjie repeated.

"You’ll know soon enough," Demon Night, unaffected by those two gases, launched a fierce attack aiming to kill Huo Yingjie with one strike.

Huo Yingjie didn’t dodge or evade, but met the man’s attack head-on.

His entire body, under Demon Night’s attack, turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Demon Night sneered, feeling delighted inside.

But just as he was about to laugh out loud, he felt a pain in his chest. Demon Night looked down and saw the tip of a sword protruding from his chest.

Demon Night then realized that a giant sword had pierced through his back and chest.

Demon Night, floating in the air, swayed a few times before falling to the ground, coughing up blood.

How could he have forgotten that Changling was an expert swordsman?

But in the previous fight, it was all bare-handed; he hadn’t used that indestructible giant sword.

This time, he had lost again.

Huo Yingjie, hands behind his back, walked slowly from behind, looking down at Demon Night on the ground.

"Was that your doppelganger?" Demon Night asked, "Cough cough..."

"Yes," Huo Yingjie replied, "But you’ve already turned it into dust."

On his clone, there was a third of his Spiritual Power. Having lost it, he also lost a third of his energy.

"Your clone is that powerful?" Demon Night was somewhat dazed, unable to believe the fact.

"As you see," Huo Yingjie said, "you have been cultivating, and I have not stopped either. I have awakened, only you remain deluded!"

"Deluded?" Demon Night sneered, "You are the victor, vanquished and conqueror. You can kill me now."

Huo Yingjie smiled and said, "Demon Night, it’s easy to kill you, but if you die, we can never escape."

Demon Night paused, disregarding the blood he coughed up, laughed loudly and said, "Haha, even if you don’t kill me, you still can’t get out."

A mutual destruction wouldn’t be bad either.

He was always that stubborn.

Huo Yingjie stepped forward, imposed a restraint on Demon Night, and said, "Don’t worry, you won’t die for now."

Demon Night had never thought of suicide, but by the time he realized and wanted to kill himself, it was already too late.

He was now completely at the mercy of Huo Yingjie, with neither the ability to live nor the permission to die!

Huo Yingjie secretly felt fortunate, thankful that he had thought of this strategy earlier, otherwise, he, Huo Yingjie, would have been the one being manipulated.

What he once thought he learned in the Age of Dharma Decline was hardly worth mentioning, but now, it seemed quite useful.

Especially the deceit and manipulation, it’s very useful indeed.

Demon Night, such a troublesome person, had also fallen because of it, hadn’t he?

Demon Night felt utterly despondent, filled with regret like never before.

From beginning to end, he could never defeat Changling.

Therefore, Yunyun would never fall for him.

Demon Night arrogantly believed, consumed with the idea that Yunyun liked powerful men, rather than developing a mutual connection by heart.

How would a man who does not understand love ever comprehend the true essence of it?

Huo Yingjie did not immediately leave with Demon Night. Instead, he took advantage of Demon Night’s most vulnerable moment and employed human psychological tactics, saying, "You always believed Xiao Fox to be unimportant, but think about it, in this world, who would sacrifice for you, hurt for you? Not me, not Yunyun, nor those so-called loyal subordinates of yours."

Demon Night paused, then his cold face unnaturally distorted as he said, "Hmph! But the one I like is Yunyun."

Xiao Fox had always been by his side, Demon Night was not unaware of her, but he held no affection for her.

"Heh, you don’t know what liking someone is," Huo Yingjie said, "Now that Xiao Fox is about to die, aren’t you worried?"

"Ah?" Demon Night paused slightly, "Xiao Fox is dying?"

"Not dead yet, but soon will be," Huo Yingjie said, "Once Xiao Fox is gone, there will be no one else in this world who loves you so purely. Your cold nature condemns you to a life of solitude."

Xiao Fox dying?

Demon Night was a bit dazed. In his memories, of the thousands of years of loneliness, indeed only Xiao Fox had remained by his side.

His clothing, his food, even where he lived, were all managed by Xiao Fox alone.

He clumsily pondered what his life would have been like without Xiao Fox’s companionship all these years!

In this space, he, Demon Night, was not the lord of the Demon Palace, with no subordinates; if he wanted to survive, he had to do everything himself.

But because of Xiao Fox’s presence, he didn’t need to.

Huo Yingjie secretly marveled; human psychological tactics were indeed formidable, even capable of making the cold-hearted Demon Night dazed.

He must press on, taking advantage of Demon Night’s weakest moments, delivering more psychological suggestions.

"Think about it, how pitiable you are," Huo Yingjie continued, "You were before, you are now, and without Xiao Fox, you will be the most pitiable person. In this world, your parents abandoned you, your siblings ostracized you, and your friends, I also cannot forgive you because of your mistakes. It is also because of Xiao Fox that the world’s most pitiable person is not so miserable, as long as there is someone who loves you. But how did you repay her? Ignoring her kindness, not cherishing it in your heart. A person as heartless as you, is destined to never receive love."