The Transmigrated Male Lead Confessed to Me - Chapter 33 (Part 2)

He remained perfectly calm. “I know.”

He naturally knew that he was not the one she was trying to prove anything to. Even if he were not here, she would still act out in the same way.

Inside was an abandoned underground palace. No lamps were visible anywhere, yet it was extremely spacious and bright.

Because the walls and pillars were all forged from crystal stone, their color shimmering gold with a pale white sheen, they were enveloped in a layer of luminous mist. The light refracted between them, making the entire space appear even brighter.

Behind the door was an empty antechamber. Within the hall were stairs leading downward. At the very top of the steps, on the left and right, two yellow orbs of light floated in midair.

Their bodies were far smaller than Huang Lu’s demonic form, only about one-tenth of his size, yet they still appeared enormous within the chamber.

Su Zhen recognized at a glance that they were currently in a dormant state. Because the door had been opened according to the proper procedure, these two things would not be easily awakened.

Otherwise, if they were hunger-driven Radiant Demons preparing to devour people, the light radiating from their bodies would be enough to scorch or even melt a cultivator’s eyes, further injuring the primordial spirit and soul.

It would not be this gentle.

However, the followers of the Demon God of Luminous Radiance were mostly associated with power related to light.

Huang Lu’s demonic manifestation earlier, judging solely from those human faces, actually resembled the followers of the Demon God of Illusions far more.

Recalling the traits of his spiritual power, Su Zhen felt that he was likely a hybrid of two demon clans.

No wonder he had such a good relationship with Xie Changfeng, and at the same time was very fond of Liu Yunyao.

Because both of them could be considered of the same kind as him.

She casually asked the person beside her.

“Mhm.” Xiao Yu nodded. “The stronger a hybrid is, the more its appearance is affected by its own will. Whichever side they lean towards in their heart, or whatever influences they are subject to, their appearance will change accordingly.”

Su Zhen pondered. “So when he first worked for the Moon-Worship Sect, his true form was probably also a sphere of light. Later, if he fell for a demon that inherited the power of the Illusion God, he would gradually grow those faces?”

Xiao Yu nodded casually. “You saw that in his memories?”

Su Zhen thought to herself that this came from the book, combined with those fragmented memories to form a conjecture. “More or less. I think I might even know the demon he liked.”

But she did not want to discuss Liu Yunyao here, so she quickly let the topic drop.

They passed by the two sleeping Radiant Demons without disturbing these demonic creatures.

After descending the stairs, a long corridor appeared below. Blotches of blood stained the ground, and bronze doors stood upright on both sides.

Complex symbols were drawn on the doors in gold powder.

Su Zhen tilted her head and looked for a moment, then pushed open the door in the middle on the left.

Inside the room stood a massive teleportation formation. At the core of the formation, another sealing array was nested within it, imprisoning a mass of golden light. It was actually a cultivator’s primordial spirit.

That light was already extremely dim, clearly having had too much power drained from it. Suppressed by the formation and unable to replenish itself, it could be described as barely clinging to life.

Even so, after someone entered the room, the primordial spirit still made sounds, though they were nothing but meaningless curses.

Su Zhen walked closer and cautiously released her spiritual sense, briefly entering its consciousness before quickly withdrawing.

She pressed a hand to her head as scenes like those of a slaughterhouse flashed before her eyes. “This is a Soul Devouring Sect demon cultivator… Well, Senior must have seen it all already.”

This primordial spirit, bound within the formation as a source of spiritual power, had been a typical Blood God follower before being captured, someone who had slaughtered entire villages and sects without count.

So now its mind was in chaos, filled only with sacrifice and massacre.

Even so, Su Zhen still wanted to try, to see if she could extract anything related to her enemy.

She waved her hand to close the door and set up barriers on it, ensuring that if she were to lose consciousness briefly, she would not be ambushed.

When she turned around, she saw Xiao Yu standing nearby with his arms crossed, calmly watching everything with no change in expression.

Su Zhen paused. “Senior…”

She reasoned that he probably would not think she was looking down on him by setting up those barriers, but she still forced herself to give an explanation.

“…If you suddenly have something to attend to, you can leave at any time. If I didn’t put these barriers in place, wouldn’t that be the same as asking you to stand guard here?”

“Then you could ask me to set up the barriers?” Xiao Yu studied her thoughtfully. “I believe that is how you were thinking, but I think that only counts as the second reason.”

Su Zhen froze. “Huh?”

He raised an eyebrow slightly. “You completely forgot I was here, didn’t you?”

Su Zhen: “……”

It sounded a bit unbelievable, yet it was the truth.

Moreover, once she entered the Demon Realm, memories from her previous life were always stirred awake, and many things had become ingrained habits.

Su Zhen sighed. “If I said that directly, would you believe me?”

“Yes.”

Xiao Yu nodded without hesitation. “You’re the kind of person who, well, sometimes gets distracted and lets your mind wander. But when you need to focus, you devote yourself completely to the point where nothing else exists. I’ve always thought you’re extremely strong, the sort who clearly has the makings of a peerless expert.”

Su Zhen: “……”

It had only been a short while, and this guy was praising her again.

And he spoke as if he had known her for a very long time.

Su Zhen looked at him thoughtfully, and a sudden realization struck her. “Senior too?”

Xiao Yu laughed outright. “You didn’t notice? The two of us often drift far from the topic when we talk, just like now. Do you still remember what this conversation was originally about? Look at how far we’ve gone.”

Su Zhen fell silent. “So we’re all peerless experts then. That’s not bad either.”

Xiao Yu shook his head slightly. “I’m still far inferior to you.”

Su Zhen: “?”

How can someone lie so brazenly with a straight face?

Seeing her expression, Xiao Yu added, “No, really. When I was about your age, I hadn’t even reached the Soul Transformation realm.”

Su Zhen was taken aback. “Really?”

There were plenty of rumors about him within the Tianyuan Sect. Many books even mentioned him, but most of them only talked about him after he became an Immortal Venerable.

Even the stories from before that mostly described how he swept through sect tournaments, winning again and again with unmatched might. Even when they mentioned his realm, they never mentioned his age.

Xiao Yu smiled. “Really. You are stronger than I was. So next time I praise you, you don’t need to wear that ‘what nonsense are you talking about’ expression.”

Su Zhen curled her lips and joked, “No. If an Immortal Venerable praises me all day, I’m afraid I’ll become too conceited and lose my way entirely.”

Xiao Yu waved his hand. “That’s no big deal. When the time comes, the two of us can look for the way together.”

Su Zhen: “……”

Su Zhen gave him a helpless look and turned around, preparing to deal with that primordial spirit.

Even with barriers behind her, even with the number one sword cultivator of the Nine Realms standing nearby—

At the moment she released her spiritual sense, she still instinctively followed the habit she had formed over more than a hundred years, first sweeping the area within a hundred li to ensure there was no danger.

Wait!

A strange fluctuation of spiritual power swept in from afar.

She only took a hurried glance before withdrawing her spiritual sense.

The distance was too great, so the impact was minimal. Otherwise, she would most likely have been injured.

Su Zhen withdrew in time. Her primordial spirit was not truly harmed, only her spiritual power slightly disordered. She staggered back a step. “It’s Cui Xing, the Sword Master of Liu Chun!”

He’s about to die!

Xiao Yu reached out and pressed a hand to her shoulder, steadily supporting her. “Your control over spiritual sense is also exceptional, far stronger than mine was back then. So shall we go over?”

Su Zhen lifted her head. “Now’s not the time for flattery. Wait a bit longer. Wait until he’s completely gone down.”

Xiao Yu released his grip and laughed.

Su Zhen frowned. “What’s that for? Isn’t that your hometown way of speaking?”

He nodded quickly. “Yes, yes. It is. I just find it amusing when you say it.”

Su Zhen said irritably, “You were the one who led me astray, Senior, and now you are laughing at me.”

“I was wrong.”

Xiao Yu apologized solemnly. “And I’m not laughing at you. I genuinely like hearing you talk like that. It feels very familiar.”

Su Zhen could not be bothered to respond and released her spiritual sense again to check.

The disturbance had completely subsided. A trace of spiritual aura lingered, but it clearly belonged to the dead.

She nodded in satisfaction and reached out to grab Xiao Yu’s right wrist. Through the smooth fabric, her fingertips touched distinct bones and firm muscle.

He froze in place instantly.

There was a significant difference in their builds. Su Zhen’s fingers could not fully encircle his wrist, so she could only grip and pull upward.

Her hand was slightly cool, though not cold. Her long, slender fingers were light and delicate, like fine willow branches in spring. Even bathed in sunlight, they could not fully absorb warmth.

Just like that, through the sleeve, she silently lifted his hand and placed it on her own shoulder, then released it with satisfaction.

Su Zhen tilted her head up. “Shall we go?”

Xiao Yu: “?”

He still did not move at all. He did not apply any force with his hand either. It hovered lightly there, barely touching her clothing, not even pressing down.

Su Zhen turned her head and glanced at the clearly defined hand resting on her shoulder.

His hand easily encompassed her entire shoulder, his fingertips touching her acromion, his palm hovering just above her shoulder blade, emitting a subtle warmth.

Su Zhen turned back again. “Are we not leaving? Or did I offend Senior? I was just anxious for a moment. I wasn’t even sure he was here. Who knew it would be such a coincidence? That was my discourtesy.”

“No!”

Xiao Yu finally snapped out of it, looking somewhat startled. “No, no need to apologize. You didn’t offend me. I was just a little surprised.”

He looked down at her, conflicted. “If you grab onto me, I can directly take you over there. You don’t have to put my hand on your body like this.”

Su Zhen blinked. “I thought you didn’t really like me touching you? Because every time, Senior, you get very stiff, like you’re not happy?”

“No!”

Xiao Yu took a deep breath. “Next time you think something like that, you can just ask me directly. That was, I, um, anyway, there’s nothing I dislike. If you want, you could even ride on my head.”

Su Zhen: “?”

Su Zhen imagined the scene. “…Let’s forget it.”