Chapter 21

The night was enchanting, with the stars shining brightly.

Inside the bridal chamber, the flickering candlelight cast shadows on the bed where a beautifully dressed bride waited anxiously. She was both hopeful and worried about the happiness that was about to come.

However, what she didn't know was that on the roof opposite the bridal chamber, a man dressed in night clothes was staring at the room. His eyes seemed to be ablaze, his blood boiling, filled with resentment and desire.

In the bridal chamber, there was a woman who had captivated his heart, but tonight she was to become his third brother's bride, his future sister-in-law. Under the hazy moonlight, a sinister smile spread across his handsome face.

From the moment of his birth, Xiao Qi had felt the warmth and coldness of the world. His third brother was like a mountain pressing down on him. He had once tried hard and fought, but some things seemed to be predetermined from birth. His talent was far inferior to his third brother's.

Under the strange gazes of his family, his naturally timid nature became more obsessive, and his character gradually twisted. In an accident, he joined the Desire Sect, a powerful sect that drew its power from desire.

Xiao Qi was highly regarded by the Grand Elder of the Desire Sect and was taken as a personal disciple, learning the powerful and evil magic, the "Desire Heart Sutra."

This was a powerful and evil magic that did not require high talent, only a strong desire. The stronger and more intense the desire, the faster the cultivation of this magic.

The cultivation method of the "Desire Heart Sutra" was extremely evil, requiring the use of a close relative or lover as a furnace to achieve rebirth. When he learned the characteristics of this magic, he found that he could not stop, and there was no turning back. However, using a close relative or lover as a furnace was a step he, being timid, could not take.

When Xiao Qi learned that the woman he loved was about to marry his third brother, he went mad. He questioned his third brother fiercely, asking why he didn't love her but still wanted to marry her. Xiao Qi could not forget the cold and disdainful look on his third brother's face at that moment.

"She has never loved you. What do you have to compete with me?"

Indeed, she had never loved him. When she told him this, Xiao Qi was utterly devastated. The anger and resentment in his heart erupted, and he planted the seed of desire in her body with his own hands.

Suddenly, the sound of shouting and fighting broke the silence. Inside the bridal chamber, Yang Qian felt a chill in her heart and stood up from the bed, extremely uneasy, wanting to go out and see what was happening.

"Click!"

A soft sound, and the door was pushed open.

"Who is it?"

This person was definitely not her husband! At that moment, Yang Qian's heart almost leaped to her throat. As she lifted the red veil, she exclaimed, "It's you, Xiao Qi! What are you doing here? I told you not to come and find me again."

Looking at Yang Qian's beautiful face, Xiao Qi felt a sharp pain in his heart. A cold smile spread across his face, and he said with a sinister tone, "Of course, I'm here to see my beautiful bride."

"You're talking nonsense! I am your third brother's wife now. If anyone sees you here, we'll be ruined."

Yang Qian's face turned pale. She felt that Xiao Qi was very strange tonight. He used to be very timid and afraid of trouble, but now he exuded a feeling that made her heart race.

Xiao Qi's eyes glowed with a fierce light, and a sinister smile spread across his handsome face. He slowly approached Yang Qian and said in an unusually gentle tone, "Don't worry, Qian'er. No one will disturb us tonight. We can have our wedding night without any worries."

Yang Qian's face changed abruptly. "Don't come any closer!"

She tried to resist, but her body went limp, and she fell onto the bed, her eyes filled with fear.

"What have you done to me?"

Looking at Yang Qian's desperate and helpless expression, Xiao Qi felt an immense sense of relief. He said triumphantly, "Do you feel your body getting hotter, as if every drop of blood is boiling and burning? Do you feel a desire rising in your heart? Do you hate me? Hahaha! Soon, you won't hate me anymore. You will love me with all your heart, give me everything, even your life and soul."

At this moment, Xiao Qi was completely mad, becoming hysterical.

"Qian'er, have you ever heard of a magic that plants a seed of desire in your lover's body? This seed grows with the love and affection of your lover. No matter whether your lover has ever loved you, the moment you unite physically, all their love will be transferred to you."

"Hahaha! Isn't that unbelievable? Let me tell you, as long as there is love in your heart, no matter what kind of love, it will be transferred to me. The moment we unite, you will love me with all your heart, and you will willingly give me everything."

At this point, Xiao Qi trembled. Loving him with all her heart, even if it was just for a moment, was enough for him, who had never had anything.

Looking at the hysterical Xiao Qi, Yang Qian felt utterly hopeless. She wanted to scream, but found that her consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. When Xiao Qi tore her clothes, she could not muster the will to resist.

The wedding dress, symbolizing happiness, was torn to shreds under Xiao Qi's excited smile. Yang Qian's beautiful, snow-white body was completely exposed to his evil hands, and his eyes were like those of a wild beast, bloodshot.

Emotions were rising, and desires were burning.

Her chastity, her happiness, were lost under his slightly violent invasion.

The memory of him became increasingly faint, and everything about him was completely gone when the bloodstains stained the bedsheet. A tear slowly rolled down her face, as if she was saying goodbye to the man in her heart.

In a daze, the memory of him became clear again, vivid and radiant. Yang Qian opened her eyes and gazed at the man who was invading her with a tender look. Her emotions, her love, and her desires were all taken away by him without her realizing it.

At this moment, she could no longer accept anyone but him.

The room was filled with spring.

This was the fusion of spirit and desire, the sublimation of love. Xiao Qi felt his soul transforming and elevating.

"Ah!"

Yang Qian's limbs clung to Xiao Qi like an octopus.

The final moment had arrived.

The "Desire Heart Sutra" believed that the strongest power in the world was love. Using one's lover as a furnace, one could achieve rebirth through sacrifice. Suddenly, Xiao Qi's eyes became as deep as a black hole, staring at the woman beneath him. A faint trace of longing flashed in his eyes. Then, he clenched his teeth and forcibly activated the cultivation method of the "Desire Heart Sutra."

Instantly, Xiao Qi felt his true qi rapidly increasing, his meridians and bones being continuously strengthened. Perhaps it was a moment, perhaps it was a long time. When his bones and flesh were constantly splitting and recombining, the pain that seemed to tear his soul apart made him suffer immensely.

Suddenly, a warm force enveloped Xiao Qi, and all the pain disappeared. He knew that the woman beneath him was burning her soul to sacrifice herself for him. Looking down, he saw a bright, holy light emanating from Yang Qian's body. In an instant, her soul and everything about her transformed into pure energy and rushed into his body.

Rebirth was completed in an instant, and Xiao Qi instantly broke through to the Breaking Limit realm.

One must be selfish to survive; otherwise, one will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

Sacrificing his lover, he became a demon.

He had completely fallen, and the dark side of his heart had been fully elevated. He found his direction in cultivation; desire, hatred, and all negative emotions would become the nutrients for his cultivation.

The shouting and fighting outside gradually subsided, and the red candles in the bridal chamber continued to burn slowly. Under the flickering candlelight, the snow-white body on the bed, now lifeless, emitted a tragic and beautiful glow.

Xiao Qi gazed at the beautiful shell of his lover on the bed, his face suddenly taking on a sickly, obsessed look. It seemed as if he was mumbling or moaning, and a chilling sound echoed in the bridal chamber.

"Qian'er, from now on, our souls will be together forever, never to be separated."

In the dark night, Xiao Qi carried Yang Qian's body and stepped out of the bridal chamber, which was being consumed by raging flames. The firelight illuminated his handsome face, which bore a sinister smile.

...

In the darkness, the man in the skull mask trembled with anger as he watched the three people Xiao Bie Li had turned into blood mist.

This was the invincible power below the Immortal Warrior realm that those bastards had talked about?

In front of a Breaking Limit realm warrior, they were completely helpless, being beaten to nothing. He had spent so many resources to get such useless trash. When he returned, he would make those bastards pay for deceiving him.

Suddenly, the Xiao residence was engulfed in flames, lighting up the entire night. The man in the skull mask laughed. At this moment, his heart finally found some comfort.

The "Desire Heart Sutra" required the furnace to sacrifice themselves, but there was a prerequisite: the cultivator must make the furnace feel despair. Only through the power of despair could the seed of desire in the furnace's body be activated. Watching the carefully planned scenario come to a perfect end, the man in the skull mask laughed excitedly. He enjoyed manipulating others' desires and watching his prey suffer under his control.

In the darkness, one by one, the black-clothed masked men fell, but the man in the skull mask no longer cared. As long as everyone had desires, he could continuously plant the demonic seeds and get countless such subordinates to consume. As for the retaliation from the Xiao and Yang families, as long as he could leave Yu Jing, he could still live freely in the future.