LOGINShare
76 - A Fire at the City Gates is also a Disaster to the Fish in the Pond
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:5676 - A Fire at the City Gates is also a Disaster to the Fish in the Pond
By the time Patriarch Ye Wuqing and his disciples entered the room assigned to the outer sect disciple found in the forest along with the Second Elder, they found no one but the young physician, Ye Muran, inside.
Ye Muran looked lost in thought, staring at the now empty bed. If not for the footsteps of the newcomers, he would not be able to snap out of the daze he was in.
The young physician immediately paid his respects upon their arrival. “Disciple Ye Muran greets the Patriarch.”
Ye Wuqing naturally recognized the First Disciple of Old Woman Xia. “Muran, where is the boy? Is he already awake? I came here because I heard that Ye Mo is here, but it seems like I missed them. Did he ta
Related chapters
Devil, Be Nice 77 - If You Were Truly From This World
77 - If You Were Truly From This World After Ye Mo asked a servant to bring in freshly brewed tea and some treats for the little glutton and they were left alone inside the open area of his courtyard, he realized that Yin faced him with an expression he had never seen before. There was no mischief, nor a hint of childishness, and there was none of her usual arrogance or disdain. She did not even look like she’s pretending to be an adult, or she was faking seriousness. Aloof and cold, calculating even. It was an expression that should not belong to a four or five-year-old girl. No, it was not even a kind of face that a human should be making. Ye Mo could not mistake it; the kind of temperament she was giving off right now was so
Devil, Be Nice 78 - Fighting poison with poison
78 - Fighting poison with poison“...if you were truly from this world.”Seeing her expression unchanged, Ye Mo continued with a solemn tone, “But what does that have got to do with the incident involving the Second Elder?”“Fighting poison with poison (1),” Little Yin responded as she continued to rub the rim of her teacup. The freshly brewed tea continued to emit waves of heat on the tip of her finger. “That old man… is an enemy, and he got exactly what he deserved.”Although this was Yin's first time reincarnating in the mortal realm, she was not someone unfamiliar with human nature. She found it curious, and she might not be willing to play along at times; but from the countless years she spent watching them and hearing
Devil, Be Nice 79 - All For the Sake of the Clan
79 - All For the Sake of the ClanYin could not ignore the obvious disbelief on this muscle brain of an old fogey and raised her hand to point a finger towards his glabella. Then, from her spatial pouch, she retrieved the disk of her spoil of war from the forest--the Ancient Nine Heart Laws Banning Array.‘Sigh, poor Phoenix Girl. Her chosen hubby is quite slow on the uptake. No wonder despite her obvious fondness for him, she dared not bring him into his clan. She must be worried sick thinking of their future. With how Old Mo is, the politics of a big aristocratic clan is going to swallow him whole, not even chewing him to spit out his bones.’’“Little Yin, that disk--”“Aiya, stop asking. You will understand in due time. Just e
Devil, Be Nice 80 - Without Your Heart, Your Dao is Directionless
80 - Without Your Heart, Your Dao is Directionless“That son of a bit—”However, Ye Mo stopped cursing midway upon realizing he was in the presence of a little girl. No matter how peculiar Little Yin was, and despite her uncanny maturity that did not reflect her age, she was no doubt a child. He could not curse in front of a little girl.Ye Mo could only swallow the rest of his words down his throat as he closed his eyes to contemplate.‘Why go that far? It was not like the Ye Clan had ever done anything terrible towards the Li Clan.’Deep inside, Ye Mo knew that the Ye Sect was not a monolithic block; it was a sect supported by several clans of a different surname along with the Ye Clan as its leader. O
Devil, Be Nice 81 - Loot a Burning House (1)
81 - Loot a Burning House (1)Her words shook the Dao inside Ye Mo’s heart, but it still felt not enough—it was as if there was a paper thin barrier stopping his cultivation from taking an enormous leap. He instinctively knew that once he had taken this final step, he would advance to the next stage, the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.But more so, he knew that Little Yin had ‘guided’ his cultivation just now like a senior.Ye Mo could not help but ask with bewilderment, “Little Yin, do you perhaps also practice the Sword Dao aside from the Yin Dao?”Inside his mind, he was exclaiming, ‘What kind of atrocity is this girl?!’Even for him, it was already difficult to t
Devil, Be Nice 82 - Loot a Burning House (2)
82 - Loot a Burning House (2)While the upper management of the Ye Sect were troubled by various internal issues, on the outside of the sect gates, the atmosphere remained festive as the important leaders and representatives from different forces within the Leaf City entered the sect grounds.Colorful carriages and mounts continued to appear in front of the sect entrance, causing the commoners and ordinary people outside to gasp and cry in awe.“That carriage belongs to the Ming Yue Sect! I wonder if the Patriarch himself will be attending? Do you think the Saintess is coming?”“Hey, is that young man in a black robe not the young lord of the City Lord Palace?”“That’s the Guild Master of the Blue
Devil, Be Nice 83 - Loot a Burning House (3)
83 - Loot a Burning House (3)“Father, I do not understand. Are the representatives from the Imperial Capital blind? Why did they go to the Ye Sect to set up this kind of banquet? If they were aiming to communicate with the strongest faction of our city, shouldn’t they have gone to the mansion of our Wu Family? Say, if they are wary of our strength, shouldn’t the next best venue to call such an important meeting be the City Lord’s manor? Why did they approach that deteriorating sect? Aren’t they afraid of slapping the faces of our revered family?”A delicate young girl about ten or eleven years old, with skin as white as a lotus and a gaze as sharp as a blade, wearing an extravagant phoenix dress made of red and violet silk, could not help but ask the slender middle-aged man in luxurious blue robe sitting in front of he
Devil, Be Nice 84 - The Banquet Begins (1)
84 - The Banquet Begins (1) “Oh, you’re not attending the dinner banquet?” Yin asked Qing Wu You, who was currently dressed in a simple white robe that looked like the Ye Sect’s uniform at first glance. However, there were no marks on its sleeves or its lapel, thus one could not determine which peak he resides or to which clan or faction he belongs to. An hour after she talked with Ye Mo, the boy requested an audience with her, saying there was something important he needed to talk about. She did not mind; after all, she was already dressed by Wu Xuan’er for the event and was simply killing time inside her room. He then entered her room together with Ye Zhihao and that personal servant of his called Xiao Ku. Yin already guessed the trio’s intentions, but there
Latest chapter
Devil, Be Nice 271
Scholar Rai held the ancient scroll between two calloused fingers, studying the faded ink with narrowed eyes. The papyrus was brown with age, the content written in a verbose and grand manner, as was usually the case with writings from hundreds of years ago. Its importance could not be translated into words. In fact, it surprised him that his lord father managed to keep these imperial treasures away from the capital.It had taken him twice the usual time to understand the runes. He found himself impressively overwhelmed not only by the sheer historic importance of these documents, but also because the prophecies spoke of the expiration of the bloods of the Old.He feared that the first of the visions written have come into passing.The scrolls he found were written by the last of the true prophets, during a time of historic darkness, the Legaliath Cross, back when magic was free to be harnessed by every man and woman and child. The Legaliath Cross was a devastating war that decimated
Devil, Be Nice 270
"You find this funny, Silver?" This was the first time that Lakas had directly addressed her in a conversation. She could not help but shudder at the slight amusement that colored his normally stern voice. "He could have killed you."Her smile widened.Lakas almost mirrored her expression, but then when he realized that he had spectators in the form of the other three girls inside her cage, he erased any trace of emotion from his face. "The four of you are currently part of the most prized collection of the emperor, but let me warn you. Not all warriors in this camp think the same as I do. You girls are precious, but you are replaceable. Think before you act."As soon as he left, the oldest of the girls, a beauty with curly flaxen hair and foliage green eyes scooted close to her. It was the first time anyone attempted to communicate with her. Most of the time, she was simply left alone in her corner of the cage. "That man just protected you, Silver," Green Eyes laughed excitedly. "He
Devil, Be Nice 269
The survivors were placed in metal cages where the heathens could openly leer at them, appreciating the goods before they were sold. The young warrior called Lakas looked incredibly silly with parchment and quill in his bloody hands, and his annoyed look did not escape her when he was tasked to make an inventory of the slaves."Name?"While the prisoners around her sobbed and wailed for their losses, Enna merely tried to make herself small in a corner. She never spoke. She never raised her head.Lakas snatched her chin. He was scowling. "Name?"When she refused to answer, the bald man behind Lakas growled before backhanding her. "Stupid girl! Tell us your name so that we can be done with this sham and leave!"Elbows shaking, she sat up, gazing at them with tired silvery eyes. Still, she did not open her mouth."You – "Lakas stopped the man with a wave. "Drop it. I will simply write Silver."The man smirked. "Yes, a name befitting a horse."They could call her whatever they want. Why
Devil, Be Nice 268
*She woke up to a strangled sound akin to an injured animal.Crying.Someone was crying.As the sound grew louder, she stirred, slowly, groaning due to the escalating pain at the base of her skull. Opening her eyes, she saw bloody bodies around her. Bile rose, and she emptied the contents of her stomach into the scarlet snow. After a few fuzzy seconds, she realized with relief that most of the bodies around her appeared to be moving. Bloody, but alive. She profusely thanked the good Spirits that there were people who still lived, despite the nagging thought that most of them would have preferred to have died along with their dignity and families.Her arms and feet were bound. Bound with thick ropes. She tried to stretch her legs, grasping too late that she was merely a stride away from the big fire that her captors made.She flinched from the pain.It was the same kind of burning pain that paralyzed her before she blacked out.It was also her first memory. Awakened by a burning pain
Devil, Be Nice 267
The heathens burned the temples. They attacked the farms. They destroyed everything from tiny peasant homes to historical monuments more than hundreds of years old. People who resisted died. People who surrendered died. The snow-clad village of Cardia was stained red. Blood of men. Blood of women. Blood of children.The enemy's arrival was silent; their attack sudden. The sleepy spell brought by winter on the border village was broken by animalistic screams of pain. Cries of people burning were everywhere. There were shrieks of villagers dying. By midnight, half of Cardian population was slain mercilessly by the bronze-skinned men covered in wolf pelts.The invaders relished the sight of the pale people bleeding, enjoying every slash of sword and arrow released as the village burned. They meant to annihilate every Northerner. They were humans on bloodlust — hungry predators on the hunt.They proudly called themselves the sons of Summer. The Cardians called them heathens from the Sout
Devil, Be Nice 266 - For Editing*
Even if the Mind Forgets, the Soul Remembers (3)A fair-skinned human girl no taller than the height of his waist, wearing a satin robe that was neither stained by blood or mud. Big eyes on a small face, perfectly arranged black hair in a style of braided bun, delicately balanced features that indicated she would surely grow into a gorgeous young lady given a few years.Her adorable appearance made one have an urge to pinch her chubby cheeks, and if there were any females around, Ye Mo felt that they would fawn over how the little girl looked like a beautiful living, breathing doll.‘And it’s not a sight that should be seen in the middle of a battlefield.’Ye Mo tried to open his mouth to say something, but he remained unable to utter even a single word.‘Dangerous.’It didn’t make sense, but that was what his intuition was telling Ye Mo. His body wasn’t responding—there was no flight impulse, no, there wasn’t even an attempt to fight against the girl, even if it’s a last act of survi
Devil, Be Nice 265 - The Girl Who Cannot be Remembered (2)
265 - The Girl Who Cannot be Remembered (2)“This body is truly inconvenient.”Little Yin sighed as she sat on the eaves of the roof, looking like a tomboy leisurely camping when in fact she’s trying to reconstruct her soul with the help of moonlight.At first, she thought of leaving the Ye Clan while Ye Mo was unconscious. She felt like staying would give her a huge headache, but she was tied up by all the connections she made in this city.The Qing Blessed Lands had officially entered the state of war.Though communication was crippled, Little Yin was able to overhear the intelligence gathered by the hidden experts brought by the Purple Plumed General.Immortal Wuwei’s timely arrival managed to save Ye Sect and the entire Leaf City, but that wasn’t the same with the other cities. Even the news about the situation in the imperial capital could not be found.That little pretty boy, Qing Wu You, wanted to return to check on his family. Just last night, he came to visit her, asking if i
Devil, Be Nice 264 - The Girl Who Cannot be Remembered (1)
264 - The Girl Who Cannot be Remembered (1) “Uncle, are you all right?” It was Ye Hua who first noticed that Ye Mo was acting strange. The man’s eyes were looking at the people in the room as if they were people he had not seen for a long time. There was recognition in his gaze, as well as a kind of dissonance. “Huh? Yeah…yeah…” After staying unconscious for days and almost crossing the fine line of life and death, it was reasonable for Ye Mo to be in a daze, and everyone thought so as well. But Ye Hua’s intuition was telling him that his uncle was not just confused, but actually not in a normal state of mind. However, he decided to stay quiet. Because he felt that Little Yin had something to do with this. The young man’s eyes glanced in the direction of the little girl, who brought them all towards the room saying that Ye Mo should be waking up soon. Ye Hua remembered that incident several days ago, that eerie darkness that made his soul tremble. A power that could oppose n
Devil, Be Nice 263 – Even if the Mind Forgets, the Soul Remembers (5)
263 – Even if the Mind Forgets, the Soul Remembers (5)‘I died?’Ye Mo tried to remember the last thing that happened to him, but only fragmented pieces of images appeared in his mind. Confusion was the only thing he could feel aside from the head-splitting pain, though he was trying to calm himself and follow the words of the little girl to embrace his memories.‘Since I died, shouldn’t I undergo samsara? Why am I seeing the memories of my former reincarnations?’What happened to him before he appeared and walked around that endless darkness?No, wait, what was he doing before the little girl appeared?He was swinging his sword against—The little girl frowned when she saw the images swimming inside his mind.“Outers.”Gaaaasp!She reached out her small chubby hands and touched the crown of his head, and she channeled her spiritual energy inside his body, focusing it on erasing those images that did not belong to him or to this era.“You are in so much pain because you took a peek at
