Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) Chapter 45: Such an ugly thing

The hostages’ eyes widened as they saw the tall young man clad in a black robe with golden embroidery tailored perfectly to his fra. His handso features were so striking that they couldn’t help but stare. He was their saviour, the one who had rescued them from a horrible fate. A tattoo peeked out above his collar, adding to his allure. Despite his cold deanour and overbearing aura, he was like a magnet, drawing their attention irresistibly.

Those who had rejected the twins’ proposition felt a pang of regret. They had ruined their chances, if there had been any. The woman in the green dress and another who had previously called him ugly now shalessly called out coquettishly, thanking him.

"My Lord, thank you for rescuing us."

"My Lord, you are truly a saint. Thank you."

Their voices were sweet and ingratiating, hoping to catch his attention. So of the other won rolled their eyes, clearly unimpressed by their shaless display. Xiang Yu ignored the fawning won entirely his focus on the mischievous pair. "Get everyone out," he said before he turned and walked outside, his steps purposeful and unhurried. He had a Ghost King to deal with.

As the young won began to file out of the small house, Xiang Yu approached the trembling Ghost King he had frozen in place. The air around them was tense, the forest eerily silent as Xiang Yu’s cold gaze bore into the Ghost King.

"What thod did you use to subdue the mortal you used to amplify your power?" he demanded, his voice low and nacing.

The Ghost King squird under Xiang Yu’s intense scrutiny. "I I I didn’t subdue him. My lord, I am not that powerful. I stumbled on the coffin in a deep cave. It was right there just sitting there. When I sensed how powerful the immortal was I thought it would be a big waste to just leave him there. So, I carved so runes on the coffin," he admitted, his voice trembling. "."

Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed resisting the urge to laugh at that ugly bastard’s misfortune. "So, you used his power just to kidnap won?"

The Ghost King hesitated, then sighed in defeat. "I wanted to have a harem too. Hey, don’t give that look. Even the half-blood mongrel of the northern realm has a harem he robbed from his dead old man so why can’t I?"

Xiang Yu the half-blood mongrel, "???"

He had never cared for this rumour before, but now he wanted to know who had the balls to spread such slanderous gossip. The Ghost King’s laughter echoed, a nervous tremor betraying his fear. He could sense a shift in Xiang Yu’s aura. "So... will my lord spare ? I have told you everything," he asked, his voice quivering despite his attempt at bravado. Xiang Yu’s red eyes glead with a sinister light as a malicious grin spread across his face. Without a word, he snapped his fingers. The Ghost King vanished in an instant, reappearing inside a suppression bottle on a shelf in Xiang Yu’s study back in the northern demon realm.

The Ghost King’s screams filled the bottle, but outside, the study remained eerily silent. The bottle sat still. The study, filled with ancient books and dark artefacts, seed to hum with malevolent energy.

Xiang Yu turned around and found the twins and the group of won waiting for him patiently. The won seed to not want to move a step without his approval. It was because they were afraid to leave alone. What if other predators were lurking in the dark? "Let’s go," he said to the twins and the won followed after them heading back to the city. Xiang Yu wanted to ask these two what they were really up to but with those won following closely behind he couldn’t utter a word.

As they walked through the dense forest back to Xiannu City, Lian’s sharp eyes caught sight of a figure lying next to a shattered coffin. "Master, look! What is that?" she yelled, rushing off before he could stop her.

i was about to follow her sister when Xiang Yu’s firm hand stopped her. "Ignore it," he commanded, his voice cold and unyielding. i hesitated but obeyed, though her eyes remained fixed on Lian.

Lian, undeterred, was already poking the man’s face with a stick. "Is it dead?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her manners.

i couldn’t stand it any longer and rushed over to join her sister. Xiang Yu sighed, rrealising hat it was too late to ignore that bastard. "Stay where you are," he ordered the group of young won who had been following them. He didn’t need them to overhear their conversation.

"We need to go," Xiang Yu told the twins, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. The girls who were arguing stopped talking. Normally, they would have obeyed him, but they were too intrigued by the man to listen.

Lian, ever the bold one, asked, "Can I preserve him? His skin is so pretty."

Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed in irritation. "Why would you want to keep such an ugly thing?" he snapped.

The twins exchanged a glance before simultaneously questioning, "Master, are you going blind? He’s clearly handso."

Xiang Yu, "???"

He wanted to leave him where he found him, but the twins’ pleading eyes and persistent begging wore him down. What he didn’t know was that they wanted to show the young won standing behind them that their master was a good person who helped those in need.

With a resigned sigh, Xiang Yu finally relented. "Fine. Bring it along but you will be responsible for it," he said, his voice tinged with annoyance. The twins bead with triumph. He turned to leave but they didn’t follow. Xiang Yu glanced back and they pointed at the man.

"Master, you carry him," said Lian.

"We are so weak after that ordeal. It was terrifying," chid in i. The two of them were banding together against him. He wanted to call them out on their bull shit but he felt bad after their night out was ruined.

"Fine. I will carry him but that’s it," he said in exasperation. He grabbed the man’s arm, fighting off the urge to kick him in frustration. With a grunt, he pulled the man up and slung him over his back. Surprisingly, the man was as light as a feather, his limp body draping over him effortlessly.

As he walked the man’s warm breath grazed his neck, sending an irritating itch down his spine. He almost dropped him to the ground but he gritted his teeth, determined to ignore the sensation. The young won in their group couldn’t help but stare as he walked past them, their eyes wide with awe.

What were the chances that they would see two dangerously handso n in one night? It was breathtaking. The young won whispered among themselves, their gazes flickering between Xiang Yu and the unconscious man on his back. Xiang Yu’s patience wore thin but Lian and i were excitedly praising him. He didn’t want them to lose face so he carried on.