Was it you that night?
Chapter 284 - 282: Xiao Chen’s Profound Affection

Chapter 284: Chapter 282: Xiao Chen’s Profound Affection

Nan Sheng never expected Dongfang Wuya to be so cruel and vicious. The pain was unbearable, and she begged for mercy through tears and snot, "Mr. Wuya, I, I was wrong. Please spare me, I won’t dare to do it again. I really don’t, don’t know where Qinghe is..."

Dongfang Wuya was very dissatisfied with Nan Sheng’s answer, "If you can’t tell where Qinghe is, you’ll still be thrown into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons!"

Nan Sheng regretted provoking the ferocious Demon Chief Dongfang Wuya.

Unfortunately, it was already too late for regrets.

How could she know where Xiao Chen had taken Shen Qinghe? Originally, she had just thought to blackmail Dongfang Wuya, to get into his harem first, so when Shen Qinghe returned and saw the scene, it was bound to create a rift in the feelings between Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe.

Who would have thought that Dongfang Wuya would not play by the rules and instead threaten her? If she had known earlier, she would have escaped from the Heaven Realm sooner.

But she was clearly the female lead, how could she end up with her Immortal Bone removed and be thrown into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons?

In the book, she was supposed to marry Dongfang Wuya, but Dongfang Wuya had already formed a bond with Shen Qinghe. Left with no other choice, she then proposed to enter his harem as a Heavenly Concubine.

She was fearless precisely because she knew she was the protagonist of the book.

"Mr. Wuya, please spare me, I really, really don’t know where Qinghe is..." Nan Sheng cried in agony as she watched her Immortal Bone being brutally stripped away by Dongfang Wuya.

She couldn’t take such inhumane torture...

"Since you don’t know, then into the Den of Ten Thousand Demons to serve the demons you go," Dongfang Wuya said, throwing Nan Sheng to Little Black.

Nan Sheng screamed in terror, "Wait, let me think again!!"

Dongfang Wuya turned back to look at Nan Sheng, who was in panic and convulsing with pain, "I once stayed in the Spring Breeze Pavilion for a while, I know Xiao Chen likes to paint, perhaps Mr. Wuya should search the Spring Breeze Pavilion for clues!"

Dongfang Wuya thought this was a lead and said to Little Black, "Spare her life for now."

With that, he left the Heaven Realm without looking back.

He went straight to the Sky Pole Sect without stopping or alarming anyone, directly entering the Spring Breeze Pavilion where Xiao Chen used to live.

Although there was a Barrier set up, he moved through it as if no one was there.

But after searching every corner, he did not find the paintings described by Nan Sheng. There were only two possibilities, one was that Nan Sheng had lied to him, the other was that Xiao Chen had destroyed all his paintings.

Standing in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, he searched meticulously once more, still no paintings to be seen.

Before this, he had suddenly taken Shen Qinghe to the Upper Heaven Realm, and Xiao Chen had followed him to the Heaven Realm. If Xiao Chen had made quite a few paintings, he shouldn’t have had time to destroy them, right?

If Xiao Chen’s paintings were painstakingly created, wouldn’t he be reluctant to destroy them so easily?

That’s right, could Xiao Chen have set up a Formation in the Spring Breeze Pavilion?

As Meng Yun was wallowing in sorrow over Shen Zhiyao’s ascension to immortality, he sat drinking sullenly in the Simple Residence Courtyard when Dongfang Wuya suddenly appeared, "Do you know about Formation?"

Meng Yun nodded, exhaling a thick breath of alcohol, "The most formidable skill in the Thousand Dreams Retreat is the Dream-Entering Technique, followed by Formation."

Dongfang Wuya, upon hearing this, grabbed Meng Yun in his hand and in an instant, arrived at the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

"See if there’s a Formation set up in the Spring Breeze Pavilion," Dongfang Wuya ordered Meng Yun.

Meng Yun immediately saw that a Formation had been laid in the Spring Breeze Pavilion. Just as he was about to disable it, a thought suddenly struck him: "Wuya, can you help me become immortal? I know this request is shameless, but Zhiyao has become immortal, and I’m afraid I will never be able to ascend in this lifetime, which means I’ll never be able to be with her..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt his body become light, surrounded by abundant spiritual energy... no, to be precise, his body was filled with Immortal Qi.

He looked at Dongfang Wuya in disbelief, and once he regained his composure, he excitedly stepped forward and hugged Dongfang Wuya: "Wuya, you are my benefactor in this and my next life, from now on, I’ll do whatever you ask of me—"

"Enough, first help me look for a Formation here," Dongfang Wuya interrupted Meng Yun’s endless chatter.

Knowing his urgency, Meng Yun quickly located the Formation’s core and soon the Illusion Array faded, revealing the original architecture of the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

When their vision cleared, both Meng Yun and Dongfang Wuya were astonished.

From the second floor to the first, from the living room to the bedrooms, every wall was adorned with portraits of Shen Qinghe.

There were portraits of Shen Qinghe sleeping, Shen Qinghe drunk, and Shen Qinghe practicing the sword; all kinds of portrayals of Shen Qinghe were vividly captured on paper, so lifelike with spiritual energy poured into them that the Shen Qinghe in the paintings seemed almost real, as if she could step out at any time.

If Dongfang Wuya were not Shen Qinghe’s legitimate Daoist companion, one would have to acknowledge Xiao Chen’s profound feelings for Shen Qinghe.

But at this moment, Dongfang Wuya, seeing these, felt a rush of fury and wanted to destroy all the paintings.

Meng Yun, shocked, quickly regained his senses and stopped him: "Wuya, don’t destroy these paintings just yet, they may contain clues; now is not the time for rash actions."

Dongfang Wuya felt suffocated by so many paintings and didn’t want to look, so he simply let Meng Yun search for any clues within them.

Meng Yun watched Dongfang Wuya pacing back and forth in anger and couldn’t help lamenting in his heart, feeling fortunate that his crush, Shen Zhiyao, hadn’t entangled herself in such flirtatious debts; otherwise, he would be just as breathlessly angry as Dongfang Wuya.

However, it was strange; he had never seen Qinghe interact with Xiao Chen on a daily basis, so how had Xiao Chen fallen so deeply?

He’d heard that Xiao Chen once had an arranged engagement with Nan Sheng and what was most bizarre was that Xiao Chen had also hurt Qinghe before. On a normal day, one could never tell that Xiao Chen had such deep affection for Qinghe.

If he hadn’t seen these portraits with his own eyes, he would never believe that Xiao Chen was so dedicated to Qinghe, no wonder Wuya’s face turned green with rage.

Dongfang Wuya felt suffocated by a room full of portraits and simply left the Spring Breeze Pavilion to get some fresh air.

There, Meng Yun scrutinized the paintings seriously and in great detail, his head swimming and his eyes blurring. Xiao Bai was also helping, and together they murmured lowly, cursing Xiao Chen’s cunning as they searched for clues.

"I really don’t understand Xiao Chen’s thinking. If he liked Qinghe, why did he engage himself to Nan Sheng before? Since Xiao Chen painted so many portraits of Qinghe, that must have taken a lot of time, right? Which means that he has probably liked Qinghe for quite a while. Later, Qinghe even got together with Wuya; what on earth was Xiao Chen thinking?" Meng Yun expressed his confusion.

He too was fond of Zhiyao, but she was oblivious, busy with cultivation, so he just silently stayed by her side, waiting for the day she would realise her feelings.

Under the premise of liking Zhiyao, he would never get entangled with other women. Yet, Xiao Chen was exactly the opposite, cohabitating with Nan Sheng early on and almost forming a pact with her.

Given that background, how could Qinghe possibly have any affection for Xiao Chen?