The Demon King's heir
CHAPTRE. 42 - WANG YE'S

”Hei! You're in trouble again, huh?” said the young man who showed a smile often when his hands were chained to two iron poles that were quite large and high.

Shin Yixuan was lying in her own subconscious. He refused to turn around and looked at his darkest side. Ever since his fight with Bai Yunqing, these huge chains and poles appeared all of a sudden and instantly tied him up to make him unable to move at all.

”Why not look at me? You don't dare to do it after I've mastered your mind?” cibir.

”Don't bother me while I'm thinking.” replied Shin Yixuan slowly. Shortly after, he took a sitting position and looked at the young man expressionlessly. ”... Why would I be here? You invited me to tea?” continued.

”If I could do it.” replied the youth. ”... You must know I've always seen you from here and I know what you're thinking. You just protected the boy on the grounds that Bai Yunqing told you to do it.”

Shin Yixuan was speechless with her surprised-looking face. ”... Why would I do that? He would probably have been wrong if I had said the truth!” answer it out loud.

The young man smiled cynically and said, ”... Just chill. Besides, what can I do right now? I might say it if I manage to master your mind. But I didn't think your grandmother had enough power. It is only natural that his work is a priest. Looks like I'll be trapped here until your soul shakes back. I might feel very happy if you are in trouble and can influence your mind to commit crimes.”

”Then, I hope you will never be able to do it.” replied Shin Yixuan.

The young man smiled a grin and said, ”May your hope be realized.”

***

”Yixuan! Yixuan!” the young man exclaimed as he shook both shoulders of Shin Yixuan who was leaning under the tree after her shoulders got a lash wound and her body slammed into the ground repeatedly.

Slowly Shin Yixuan opened her eyes and looked towards the yellow and black haired young man with her hair ponytailed. His eyes were yellow like the sun. ”... Oi! What are you doing here to get hurt? You okay?” ask the young man again.

”Wang Ye?” muttered Shin Yixuan who watched him for a while to be sure. Sure enough, this young man was Wang Ye, the God of the Gate Guard of Death whom he had met at that time. ”... How did you get here?” he asked with his face still looking confused.

”I should have asked here! Why are you getting hurt like this? What's going on here?” ask Wang Ye.

Shin Yixuan thought for a while. Shortly after, he seemed surprised that something had been forgotten by him. ”... Shu Ye's! He disappeared! There were vines attacking us. Then, they brought Shu Ye back to the Lun.” residence

Wang Ye started to look serious as soon as he talked about it. ”Where did the attack come from?” ask Wang Ye. ”... Is Lun's residence attacking you?”

Shin Yixuan was stunned. He did not answer and just nodded his head.

Wang Ye started to look anxious like he was thinking about something. His gaze continued to be sidetracked and his hands clenched so tightly. This sight clearly made Shin Yixuan confused and curious. Previously he thought Wang Ye was only working in one's subconscious like an invisible ghost. But, it turns out that he can look real in the human world.

Wang Ye sighed and tried to look back at him. ”... You know that the Lun family was killed all-out by Luo Hein.”. ”... Even though it happened 11 years ago, their souls remained unsettled. The unclean and unholy soul will be the opponent of men. If his wish had not been realized, they would never have calmed down and would have always bothered everyone. Previously, a man named Luu Houyi tried to pacify their hatred by force. But that didn't work. He only killed the scorpions that lived there. So, the higher-ups sent me here to calm their souls who continue to make trouble.”

”Then, how can you calm him down? What do they want?”

”They can't be spoken to. What they wanted right now was just endless resentment. Even though they managed to kill Shu Ye and the seventh Demon King, his soul would never be holy and would continue like this.” replied Wang Ye who looked anxious.

Shin Yixuan started looking at him seriously. As if not thinking about the consequences, he immediately replied, ”... I'll help! I also have to get Shu Ye out of there.”

Wang Ye directly replied, ”Free! You won't be able to! He might have died being swallowed up by their hatred. His soul must be trapped inside their residence so that, what you save later is just an empty shell.”

”On that, I am not afraid.” replied Shin Yixuan who looks serious.”... Wang Ye once restored my soul once. So, I'm sure you can do the same to her.”

***

At the same time, the vines that attacked him were now tying Shu Ye's body inside a spacious room. For a whole day he kept his eyes closed without knowing, his soul had been pulled out by a woman who was also a member of the Lun family.

The spirit of the woman managed to defeat the spirit of hatred lodged in the room. He pulled Shu Ye's soul out and led her somewhere.

In a large expanse of grass, stood the only tree that was lined by a young woman in her 30s. The woman was wearing a white hanfu with a long skirt that had a golden dragon complexion. His hair was ponytailed half a horse using a yellow ribbon. On his lap right now, he was combing the hair of the sleeping Shu Ye using his slender finger.

No sound disturbed them. There was only a wind that blew away some Peony flower petals that were blooming around him. And because of those voices, slowly Shu Ye opened her eyes without looking at the face of the woman behind her.

”What is this place?” muttered Shu Ye who looked puzzled.

”Shu Ye? Are you awake?” the woman behind him.

Shu Ye who heard this voice was immediately startled and took a sitting position while staring at the woman. ”S-Who are you?” asked Shu Ye who looked astonished.

The woman laughed a little. He quickly smiled at her and said, ”I guess, a small part of your soul knows who I am.”

Shu Ye was silent. Subconsciously, he shed tears upon hearing this woman laugh. He himself did not know what happened to him. For years he had never felt touched like this and had always lived up to his means. ”Why am I like this?”

The woman touched Shu Ye's face carefully and she said, ”... You finally know who I am my grandson.”