Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: City of beauties

The red moonlight seeped through the gaps in the window, casting an eerie glow across Xiang Yu’s room. Some nights he would toss and turn in his bed unable to fall asleep but when he did it would be a deep sleep riddled with one nightmare after another. But tonight was different. Tonight, there were no nightmares. Instead, there was a sensation, a prickling awareness that he was being watched. This feeling was not new to him. On nights when he felt a pair of eyes on him, the nightmares stayed at bay. The sensation was so intense that he could almost part his lips and ask who was there. His instincts, honed from years of hunting demons and absorbing their cores, were on high alert.

Suddenly, an oddly familiar voice pierced the silence, urging him to wake up. Even without the voice warning him Xiang Yu could sense someone had encroached on his space. His eyes snapped open, and in a fluid motion, his arm shot up, his hand closing around a throat. The figure struggled having lost their element of surprise. His grip tightened as he took in the sight before him. An assassin had slipped into his room, a blade glinting in the moonlight ready to strike.

With a powerful and intense force, Xiang Yu tossed the assassin across the room. She collided with the wall, the impact so severe that the sound of cracking bones echoed through the room. She staggered to her feet, but before she could fully regain her balance, a dark force pressed her against the wall. She cried out, blood pouring from her lips, her temples throbbing and veins protruding as she struggled against the invisible grip.

Gritting her teeth, she swallowed the pain, trying desperately to free herself. Xiang Yu found the sight comical. He rose from his bed with a casual air, as if the intrusion was nothing more than a minor inconvenience. He was acting like it was a regular Tuesday. He poured himself a cup of tea that had long grown cold. The candles in the room light up by themselves as though lit by an invisible force. He leaned against the table, his eyes glistening with a cold light.

"So, what’s your story?" he asked, his tone almost conversational. He had faced countless attempts on his life but he had long grown numb to it. He had even developed a habit of listening to each assassin’s sob story and their reasons for hating him. He found it interesting to hear them complain and curse at him.

Let me guess... Father, right? No wait, let me say... lover. I killed your lover and you, in an act of revenge came waltzing in while I was asleep to kill me, am I right?" he said the laughter in his voice mingled in with a biting chill that made her blood run cold. Her brows creased having realized that Xiang Yu was much crazier than what her brother said. Why was he acting so calm after an attempt on his life? He was even chatting her up like nothing happened. She just didn’t realise it was the calm before the storm.

Before she could respond, the door burst open. Lian and Mei rushed in, their eyes wide with alarm. They had sensed the intrusion and came to their Master’s aid, not that he needed their help. "Master, are you alright?" Lian asked, her voice tinged with concern.