Chapter Sixty-Five: New Host

  He looked at Jiang Nian with some discontent, his eyes fixed intently on him, and he couldn't help but think to himself, feeling a strong desire for affection. But when Jiang Nian turned around and glanced at him, that one glance was devoid of any warmth, as if he were looking at an inanimate object. That one glance made Ye Qi's originally eager mood instantly turn cold.

  This unfeeling gaze was like a cold arrow that pierced his already weak heart. He felt wronged and turned away, trying to comfort himself, thinking that she must have looked at the half-dead person on the ground with the same unfeeling gaze. As long as she didn't show emotions towards others, it was fine; as for herself, she could wait slowly.

  He comforted himself while stealing glances at Jiang Nian's profile. Her eye sockets had a slight depression, which was imperceptible from the front and wouldn't be noticed from the side if one wasn't paying attention. However, the dim and soft lighting in the secret room accentuated Jiang Nian's entire face, making it look three-dimensional and delicate. Those slightly sunken eyes were like a beautiful whirlpool, enveloping her smooth and slender eyelashes, quiet as an angel who had mistakenly entered the mortal world, so beautiful that it was hard to imagine.

  He looked at Jiang Nian's face, his expression slowly becoming dazed. Before he could react, his hand automatically reached up to the back of Jiang Nian's neck. In his heart, he silently recited: "One last time, one last time only. Later, I will find a host for you and won't let you occupy this body again."

  Jiang Nian felt the danger at that moment, but she was just quick-witted and cold-hearted. However, when it came to physical action, she was basically a mediocre fighter. Moreover, in this place, her own strength was originally just an illusionist, and she couldn't fully understand how to use her illusory powers. Ye Qi's sudden attack caught Jiang Nian off guard, and she didn't have time to dodge. She only managed to sway slightly before being grabbed by the soft flesh at the back of her neck.

  She thought that since it had come to this, there was no need to struggle, and continued to look at Wu Shi Qi in front of her. This person seemed to have been beaten quite badly, and now he still hadn't woken up, and probably wouldn't wake up for a while either. Thinking about this, she actually felt somewhat relieved. No matter what Ye Qiu He wanted to do, Wu Shi Qi wouldn't know about it anymore, which was for the best - there would be no need to kill him to silence him later on.

  Ye Qihen couldn't see Jiang Nian's expression at this time, so he quickly poured his spiritual power into the back of Jiang Nian's neck, because he was afraid that if he slowed down, he would not be able to bear it.

  Fortunately, this time didn't last long and soon Jiang Nian closed his eyes.

  Ye Qi Hen had finished watching and walked forward, staring at Jiang Nian's face, but then looked away, waiting for her to wake up.

  After about the time it took to burn an inch of incense, Jiang Nian slowly opened her eyes, which were a beautiful shade of red. The intricate patterns on her skin extended from her chest to all over her face, with half of her face covered in those black lines. She looked at Ye Qi Heng, first without any focus, then gradually came back to herself, and as soon as she did, her expression changed, and her features became very charming, even the tips of her eyebrows and eyes were tinged with tenderness. Those expressions were extremely natural and unconscious, as if she was born with such a gentle and harmless personality.

  "Beihemot?" Her expression was first puzzled, then turned into surprise. "Beihemot! How did you end up here? Are you looking for me?" Her tone was somewhat unstable, revealing her extremely excited emotions.

  Ye Qihen didn't dare to look at her, although there was a smile on his face, but anyone with discerning eyes could tell that it was a fake smile. Ferres had only been excited at the beginning and now that he had calmed down and saw Ye Qihen's expression, his heart also sank: "What do you want to say?"

  Yue Qi Hen never intended to hide it from her, the mental struggle only lasted for a short while. Then he smoothed out her hair and carefully chose his words: "Ferris, well... I'll find you a new host? This person isn't suitable for you."

  Ferris's hand, which was originally going to grab his shoulder, froze in mid-air as soon as she heard the words. She stared straight at Ye Qiwen, not daring to look into her eyes, and asked incredulously: "New host? You mean... a new host?"

  Ye Qihen was caught off guard by this sudden tone, and whenever he encountered this person, no matter what, he would be at a loss for words. This feeling of helplessness was something he couldn't even explain to himself.

  He nodded somewhat nervously and looked at Ferris's expression very carefully, afraid that she would do something unexpected.

  His idea was correct, Ferres is now on the verge of collapse, with a crimson patch in his eyes like a bloody eye, and he's driving people crazy.

  "You clearly know that I am the true master of this body. Are you going to let me give up this body just for some unknown wild soul or monster?" Ferres' body was shaking non-stop, and there was even a slight illusion of weakness. But Ye Qiheng knew it was an illusion, as this person had always been ruthless and vicious, never giving up until they achieved their goal, and there was no emotion of weakness or retreat in her eyes.

  He gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Right, I can give you a better host. You also know that this body has many shortcomings, not only is it colorblind, but it's also restricted by the Lignum Vitae tree thing, you can't even exert half of your strength inside her body."

  Ferris's emotions were still not very good, but she calmed down quickly and thought rapidly, choosing the most beneficial path for herself.

  "I helped you find a new shell that is also related to the Lianlian tree. She had obtained the ability of the Lianlian tree's residual energy in this city, which is very pure and not affected by regional influences. You can exert its maximum utility wherever you are." Ye Qiheng looked at Ferres, who seemed to be showing signs of relaxation, and spoke with more enthusiasm: "You know that this body is not suitable for you, and tomorrow you may have the possibility of being counter-attacked. However, the new shell I helped you find... well, the soul of that person is very powerful, with high innate talent, but not strong-willed, and her heart is not quite right, easily leading to a deviant path. Therefore, her soul is very suitable for being refined by you, and those refined souls will definitely become your new aid."

  He finished speaking and looked at Ferris's reaction. Ferris lowered his eyelids, his emotions unclear, and it was unknown whether he agreed or not.

  Ye Qihen's hands were sweating with tension, this wait was too long for him, almost unbearable. In the oppressive atmosphere, he watched as Ferris raised her head thoughtfully, glanced at him, and her eyes held undisguised mockery. Then she closed her eyes, a dull gray: "I should have known you wouldn't help me. You only treated me that way back then because of that monster." She seemed to be truly disheartened, without even the usual flirtatious intent, leaving only disappointment and concealed malice, "It's just my own stupidity, it's just my own foolishness."

  She slowly pulled out a whole branch of the willow tree from her mouth, and in fact, the way she pulled it out was very elegant, as if taking something out of her pocket. However, the wet and hot blood sprinkled on the branch reminded that this action was bloody.

  She handed the branch to Ye Qiheng, and Ye Qiheng was stunned for a moment before carefully taking it.

  Ferris's face showed a delicate smile, and every frown and nod was like that of a standard puppet: "Then my new host, I'll leave it to you."

  Ye Qihen suddenly lifted his head, looking at the face that had already recovered its warmth. The ancient flower pattern on his arm receded bit by bit, gathering at his heart to form a peony flower. The color of the flower was enchanting, but then it slowly faded and eventually turned into a faint water-like mark.

  "Baheimos," she said, her mouth corners slightly downturned with a hint of resentment, the bloodthirst in her eyes slowly fading to a shallow, eerie glow between pitch black and bright red, conjuring up an otherworldly aura, "don't regret it later."

  Digression

  I found out I wrote quite a lot today~