After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 214 - Senior Sister is Searching Everywhere for Me?

“The Destined Heroine is offering a bounty for my information in the northern frontier?”

He Ange murmured to himself while sharing a drink under the moon with the white-haired demon lord. As he fed a few peanuts to his little phoenix companion on his shoulder, he couldn’t help but feel delighted upon learning that his senior sister was searching everywhere for him.

After all, this information clearly indicated that An Luo Yi still had him in her thoughts. Not only that, but she also missed him dearly!

How could this not make He Ange happy?

He wished for An Luo Yi to think of him every day, to the point where she would willingly betray Dragon Dynasty for him.

But as it stood, An Luo Yi hadn’t reached that level of obsession yet, which meant He Ange’s efforts to alienate the Destined Heroine were not quite complete.

However, he was close.

The plan to turn his senior sister to the dark side was nearing its conclusion.

“Come to think of it, I’ve been so busy running around lately that I haven’t visited my senior sister in a while.”

Thinking of the proud and beautiful silver-haired maiden, He Ange felt a twinge of nostalgia and loneliness. It had been a long time since he last dual-cultivated with An Luo Yi, and just the thought made his heart itch.

But beside him, Que Sheng, with her cold and aloof expression, muttered through gritted teeth—

“You lecher!”

“You’re eating from one bowl while eyeing another!”

Her voice was low, almost a whisper, as she glared at him with a mix of shame and anger. The mark on her abdomen glowed faintly, a constant reminder of her connection to He Ange.

The mark’s function was such that whenever Que Sheng harbored hostility towards He Ange, it would glow and alter her body.

Since her last encounter with him, Que Sheng had rarely been angry.

But just now, after He Ange and Dongfang Zhou shared drinks, the white-haired demon lord casually suggested marrying his prized disciple Que Sheng to He Ange!

Her own master was pushing her towards He Ange again, despite her having barely escaped his clutches before!

Was there no end to this betrayal?

“Sheng’er, ever since the disappearance of Black Dragon Clan’s Holy Son Gu Li, your clan has been mourning. Now the elders of the Vermilion Bird Clan are urging me to arrange a suitable match for you,” Dongfang Zhou said with a grand gesture. “They say it’s time for you to consider marriage, and if there’s a suitable match among the Destined Ones, I should find you a worthy suitor.”

Seeing her displeasure, Dongfang Zhou chuckled warmly. He wasn’t drunk; his words were calculated from a standpoint of benefit.

“Firstly, Holy Son He Yuan is outstanding in every way—far surpassing Gu Li... Now that he’s newly appointed and not widely known in the demonic realm, Sheng’er should seize this opportunity before it’s too late.”

“Secondly, I’m well aware of the grudges between your Vermilion Bird Clan and others. But as fellow phoenix-blooded clans, maintaining hostility for millennia is no solution... If your clan can reconnect with Spirit Phoenix Sect’s ancient being through this chance, you’ll gain a powerful ally.”

“Moreover, with Dragon Dynasty’s dominance swallowing all clans and our demonic realm fragmented—we desperately need an ancient god as our backing...”

Dongfang Zhou’s deep eyes gleamed brightly.

He Ange could see that this Ten Thousand Demons Sect leader differed fundamentally from other rulers—he was an ambitious demon lord.

Dragon Dynasty’s expansion likely made this demonic overlord feel threatened.

In times of life and death—couldn’t cults become partners for demons?

“Master Dongfang, let’s not pressure Miss Sheng’er... After all, I’m not a man who settles for less—career should come first.”

He Ange spoke politely but cast a sidelong glance at Que Sheng—his brow arched with playful mockery.

Que Sheng hated him—and He Ange had no intention of being kind to her. Let’s not pretend he was forcefully taking her—he had no interest in flat-chested lolis.

“You...!”

Quickly, Que Sheng’s face flushed red with anger.

Settle for less?

What did he mean by that? She was the Destined Heroine of the Vermilion Bird Clan—a future clan leader!

What was He Ange implying?

In the past, He Ange had insulted her by saying he disliked small chests.

Now he dared mock her again in front of her master!

“I see—Holy Son He Yuan is right—career should indeed come first...”

Dongfang Zhou sighed regretfully.

But truthfully,

When he looked at the Vermilion Bird girl across from him—his eyes also showed disappointment—as if she no longer held value tonight.

He Ange didn’t like Que Sheng—and Dongfang Zhou didn’t mind—as long as Ten Thousand Demons Sect could connect with Spirit Phoenix Sect—the Vermilion Bird Clan’s marriage wasn’t his concern.

Earlier,

Dongfang Zhou had tried pairing Que Sheng with Holy Son He Yuan because he noticed that the blue-red-haired girl beside him resembled Que Sheng—both petite and flat-chested loli types.

Dongfang Zhou assumed He Yuan was a loli-con.

If he could win over He Yuan through women—Dongfang Zhou would have many reasons to connect with Spirit Phoenix Sect’s ancient being—

A valuable card against Dragon Dynasty.

Unfortunately,

Dongfang Zhou seemed to have misjudged Holy Son He Yuan’s preferences...

“What’s with Master’s disappointed look?”

“Is it my fault I’m flat-chested?”

“Who is this He Ange anyway—why does even Master want to please him?!”

Que Sheng felt both angry and shocked.

Her gaze at the white-robed youth beside her was filled with frustration and disbelief.

Que Sheng wasn’t foolish—she knew that when He Ange refused marriage—she lost value in Dongfang Zhou’s eyes.

So she didn’t bother pleasing anyone—since they didn’t welcome her—she stood up to leave.

Dongfang Zhou didn’t stop her—continuing to drink and discuss future plans for revenge against Blood Moon Witch with He Ange.

That night,

Que Sheng returned to the Vermilion Bird Clan’s secret realm.

Because of He Ange,

She spent the night feeling downcast—wondering what she lacked. He Ange was a scoundrel—disliking her was one thing—but even her master showed disappointment—

Was it just because she refused marriage?

Did Dongfang Zhou see her only as a tool for clan alliances?

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Dongfang Zhou had considered pairing her with Black Dragon Holy Son Gu Li. Now that Gu Li was gone—he wanted to pair her with Spirit Phoenix Sect’s Holy Son He Yuan.

“Damn it!”

“Why must I beg that man?!”

Walking through the Vermilion Bird Clan’s palace,

Que Sheng felt truly upset—almost hating He Ange—

She’d been proud since childhood—bowing to no one—not about to flatter any man—

Yet ironically,

Her abdomen bore He Ange’s mark—and whenever she felt anger towards him—it ignited desires within her...

Such contradictions left Que Sheng conflicted—

Unwilling to keep everything bottled up—

Tonight,

She planned on confiding in her beloved grandfather within the clan—sharing her grievances from Dongfang Zhou—

Otherwise,

The more she dwelled on it—the more she’d be consumed by anger—

However—

Inside the ancient palace,

After hearing everything Que Sheng had to say about tonight—the esteemed elder widened his eyes—

His gaze like saucers—as if hearing earth-shattering news—

“You say Spirit Phoenix Sect appointed a young Holy Son?”

“Sheng’er—tell Grandpa! Does this Holy Son bear pure-blooded true phoenix lineage?”

“If he’s truly a successor-level Holy Son—this is our Vermilion Bird Clan’s chance for protection under Feng Zun!”

“Sheng’er—you mustn’t let those radical elders know!”

“With Dragon Dynasty’s dominance—if we reignite ancient grudges—we’ll be swallowed whole!”

Seeing the elder’s ecstatic reaction,

Que Sheng stood frozen—staring blankly ahead—

At that moment—

Her golden eyes filled with despair and helplessness—

If her intuition was right—

Soon enough,

For her clan’s sake—she’d have to flatter and please that vile man who once humiliated her...

...

...

“So being a villainous Holy Son—with an apocalyptic boss as master—is quite liberating.”

Returning from Ten Thousand Demons Sect,

He Ange walked alone across northern ice plains—feeling reflective—

Since reincarnating into this world,

He’d stayed by An Luo Yi’s side—living cautiously—hiding his demonic identity within Saint Void Sect—to avoid becoming a pariah—

Now,

Having returned to Spirit Phoenix Sect—and gaining Feng Yuan’s true phoenix legacy through ancient scrolls—

He felt his life brightening—with promising prospects ahead—

Only recently did he realize how enjoyable being a villainous Holy Son could be!

Free from righteous constraints—

He could do as he pleased without fearing judgment—even receiving respect from Ten Thousand Demons Sect leader Dongfang Zhou!

“I imagine Senior Sister has been lonely in Dragon Dynasty without me.”

“I’ll give her a little surprise~”

Feeling his late Nascent Soul cultivation surge within him,

He couldn’t wait to test out what he’d gained from Mu Yanli!