After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 205 - Trouble! The Destined Heroine and the Blood Moon Witch Are Fighting!

Feng Yuan didn’t care much anymore.

After all, she’d been trapped beneath the abyss for thousands of years. Whatever disaster the Blood Moon Witch might bring to the world had nothing to do with her.

In the end, it would be up to the True Dragon Empress to clean up any messes. Feng Yuan didn’t concern herself with outsiders’ fates.

Standing beside Feng Yuan, He Ange pondered his past life memories. But in that life, Mu Yanli lacked Blood Spirit Veins and never revealed her Moon God legacy. This life deviated greatly from the original plot, offering little useful information.

More concerning was Duan Yu Yan’s situation.

When He Ange brought her back, he intended to ask Feng Yuan for help. But Feng Yuan told him to do for Duan Yu Yan what she did for him—transfer his bloodline.

The Ling Feng bloodline wasn’t something Feng Yuan gave lightly.

Two years ago, she passed it down to He Ange. Now, as a bloodline kin, he could transfer it to Duan Yu Yan—maintaining its purity and saving her life. Naturally, Duan Yu Yan would become his kin.

However, when Feng Yuan saved He Ange, she used a ritual called “First Embrace.”

He remembered being unconscious as Feng Yuan lifted him and fed him drops of blood...

Though called “First Embrace,” he wasn’t sure if there was an actual embrace or how she fed him. His memory was hazy.

Even if he asked Feng Yuan, she wouldn’t bother answering.

In He Ange’s eyes, his master was always aloof! She’d respond if interested in his topics; otherwise, she’d ignore him completely.

So when saving Duan Yu Yan, He Ange embraced her and kissed her directly.

Come on,

Her life was at stake!

He wasn’t a big shot like Feng Yuan. He worried about performing the ritual imperfectly and missing the chance to save Duan Yu Yan’s life—wasting his efforts.

Fortunately,

Duan Yu Yan fought hard at death’s door for three days and nights before He Ange saved her.

Now,

She’d been unconscious for seven days and nights.

Her sister stayed by her side throughout—allowing He Ange to bond with the little girl with golden curls.

After all,

Who could resist a handsome brother who saved their sister with a deep kiss?

“Brother He!”

“My sister woke up! Thank you!”

On the eighth morning,

Duan Yu Sheng ran over and hugged He Ange’s leg—her face flushed with excitement—already his little fan.

He Ange patted her head before letting her lead him to Duan Yu Yan’s room.

It was an ancient chamber—a bed made from a giant blue mushroom surrounded by aged furniture—a glowing crystal mushroom hanging from the ceiling.

On that mushroom bed,

The blue-and-white-haired girl had awakened—gazing around in confusion.

Duan Yu Yan thought she was in hell.

After all,

The ancient palace looked eerie—the view outside an endless mushroom forest—nothing like the mortal world of cultivation.

“You’re awake?”

“Welcome to the new world beneath the abyss.”

He Ange entered—holding the little sister with golden curls—greeting the girl with a fair face on the bed.

Seeing He Ange,

Countless fragmented memories surfaced in Duan Yu Yan’s mind.

She remembered being killed instantly by the witch—and vaguely recalled being held by He Ange as he fed her scalding blood mouth-to-mouth...

Then,

Her body felt like it was burning—agonizing pain—as if He Ange’s blood transformed her soul—mutating her genes—elevating her flesh.

Now awake,

Duan Yu Yan felt light as a feather—agile and strong—filled with power.

“Young Master He, I...” The girl was overwhelmed—being saved from death was already an immense favor—but reviving stronger was an unprecedented blessing for any cultivator.

“I saved you—now you’ll join Spirit Phoenix Sect as my kin—serve me...”

“Miss Yu Yan—is this deal unreasonable?”

He Ange got straight to the point.

He knew Duan Yu Yan was smart—and without parents—her only attachment being her sister Duan Yu Sheng.

That’s why he entered holding the little girl—to show Duan Yu Sheng’s trust in him and win more favor from Duan Yu Yan.

During Duan Yu Yan’s seven-day coma,

He spent time chatting and playing with Duan Yu Sheng—finding her endearing despite her shyness. Sometimes she’d have random nosebleeds or fevers—

Her symptoms evoked sympathy—

He Ange couldn’t help but be gentle with her.

“Young Master He jests—such grace—Yu Yan owes you my life—I gladly offer my loyalty...”

The girl lowered her head shyly—cheeks flushed—unable to meet his gaze directly—

Due to her background,

She wasn’t welcomed at Sword Sect or among her family—

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For the first time,

Someone valued her like a discerning mentor—

She felt grateful yet anxious—

Like receiving one-sided charity without means of repayment—

“Guilty?” He Ange asked indifferently—standing with hands behind his back—

“Mm...” She nodded slightly—

“If so—train hard here—develop your Mirror Spirit Veins—and when strong enough—help me in the main world.”

“Yes... Yu Yan understands.”

His commanding tone startled her—

But he didn’t mind—

Patting the little girl in his arms before setting her down—

Signaling for her to comfort her sister—

Duan Yu Sheng obediently ran over—hugging her sister with a bright smile:

“Sister! Brother He is so kind to Sheng’er! While you slept—he took care of me! Look—he even gave me new clothes!”

The little girl twirled in her dress—her face full of satisfaction—

At that moment,

Duan Yu Yan glanced at her own clothes—

Realizing she’d been changed into a new outfit while unconscious—

A black-and-white dress with lace trim and white stockings—

Cute but unfamiliar—not something she’d seen in Huaxia—

But similar to what she’d seen on the witch—

Rumor had it that Liu’s Cloth Shop in Yong’an City sold such popular garments—

Mu Yanli kept up with fashion trends by sending people to buy many—

Her black-and-red dress was one of them—

Supposedly,

Liu’s dresses were expensive...

As someone who couldn’t afford medicine for her sister—

Duan Yu Yan never dreamed of wearing such high-class clothes—

Yet now,

He Ange had given them both new outfits!

“Th-thank you, Young Master He!”

Looking at him again,

She felt even more grateful—

Biting her lip determinedly as if making up her mind—

He Ange knew he’d won Duan Yu Yan over completely—

Such girls were much easier than An Luo Yi to sway—

Though poor in wealth—not spirit—

She lacked An Luo Yi’s innate arrogance and talent as a Destined Heroine—

In this dire situation,

Whoever saved them earned their loyalty—

Unlike An Luo Yi—a protagonist from birth who faced no hardships—

He rarely had chances for “hero saves beauty” moments!

Instead,

He often found himself saved by An Luo Yi—

His first love easily taken by the Destined Heroine—

Had their roles reversed?

Sigh...

Being a villain wasn’t easy—

He sighed inwardly—

These villains were hopeless—even needing his guidance to frame An Luo Yi properly—

To win back his senior sister’s favor,

He had to orchestrate schemes against her himself—

“Li Zi Jing—you better not disappoint!”

...

...

Northern Frontier—a city rooftop

A young celestial general in golden dragon robes sipped tea—shivering as a chill ran down his spine—

“Damn—it must be An Luo Yi cursing me again...”

Bang!

Recalling her disdainful gaze,

Li Zi Jing slammed his teacup onto the table—gritting his teeth angrily—

Recently promoted to quasi-third-rank Dragon General,

He basked in newfound success—

And heard news of An Luo Yi angering the Empress—demoted and exiled northward—

He’d soon be An Luo Yi’s superior—a chance to impress her!

“Once you ignored me—now you can’t reach me!”

His prideful thoughts back then—

But when An Luo Yi arrived at the frontier,

Meeting him,

She still wouldn’t look at him directly—even if he outranked her now—

A blow to his ego—

Growing up in the capital,

An Luo Yi was always out of reach—a Destined Heroine beyond compare—

Now with status and power,

His attempt at closeness met cold rejection...

“This woman—I’ve given her face! With He Ange dead—why act aloof?”

“I’m quasi-third-rank Dragon General now—even her superior! How dare she belittle me! Damn it!”

Fuming,

Li Zi Jing cursed angrily—

Years of unrequited feelings left him yearning—and recently watching a useless boy surpass him with An Luo Yi...

Frustration mounted—his mood soured further—

As he brooded bitterly—a commotion erupted behind him—

“Lord Zi Jing! Something terrible happened!!!”

Everyone turned toward the entrance as a sixth-rank celestial soldier rushed in—kneeling urgently with a communication jade:

“Bad news! Lord Zi Jing!”

“What’s so urgent?”

Li Zi Jing raised an eyebrow—already irritable—but what came next caught his attention:

“This morning—the Destined Heroine led celestial soldiers into northern secret realm for clues—but encountered Moon Sect’s witch deep within snowy mountains!!!”

“Currently—the Blood Moon Witch is fighting Destined Heroine—the situation is critical!”

“Lord Zi Jing—we’re closest—we must send reinforcements!!!”

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