Chapter 60

Chapter 60

“Nothing, nothing! I couldn’t sleep, wanted to see if you were asleep. I made some osmanthus cakes for you.”

Leng Yuyan held a basket in her hand.

But, bringing osmanthus cakes late at night.

This was obviously an excuse.

Moreover, she had dressed up carefully.

Her intentions were clear.

Yang Chen naturally wouldn’t refuse.

He directly pulled Leng Yuyan into his arms.

“Brother Chen, uh-uh, uh-uh!”

The basket fell to the ground.

Leng Yuyan wrapped her arms around Yang Chen’s neck.

Meanwhile.

In Ye Yun’s room.

A dark light surrounded Ye Yun.

Then, gradually merged into his body.

“Hu!”

Ye Yun exhaled deeply.

A murderous, bloody aura filled the room.

At this moment, Ye Yun’s face was hideous, his eyes blood red.

On his face, several green lines extended down to his neck.

At this moment, Ye Yun looked like a hellish Asura, terrifying and sinister.

This was also the special feature of his cultivation method.

In his previous life, he cultivated the Path of an Asura.

He was besieged and killed by hypocrites of the so-called righteous path.

In this life, he originally didn’t plan to cultivate the Path of an Asura until he saved his little aunt. But, he encountered that bastard Yang Chen.

Standing by the window, Ye Yun clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh, drawing blood. He couldn’t comprehend why his aunt would treat him this way. Why had she lied to him?

Didn’t she claim that she and that bastard Yang Chen were just cultivating in the cave?

Then why was this happening now?

Why, Aunt, did you degrade yourself like this? Damn it! You filthy pair! Die!

Ye Yun could no longer hold back. His body exuded a bloodthirsty, sinister aura as he unleashed his Late-stage Nascent Soul power.

“Yang Chen, die for me!”

Ye Yun soared into the sky, his voice echoing to the heavens, but he refrained from destroying the house. He neither wanted nor dared to witness what was inside.

Moments later, Yang Chen emerged from the room, followed by a blushing Leng Yuyan.

“Yun’er? Is that you, Yun’er?”

Yang Chen looked up at the imposing figure of Ye Yun in the sky with confusion but secretly delighted at the unexpected surprise.

Oh, Yun’er must be heartbroken now.

[Ding! Ye Yun has eavesdropped on host and Leng Yuyan’s intimacy, causing him to have mental breakdown. Plundering 2000 points of Providence Luck. Host has gained 2000 VPs!]

The system’s voice startled Yang Chen. 2000 points? It seemed tonight’s event had dealt a critical blow to Ye Yun.

“Yun’er?”

The blush faded from Leng Yuyan’s face, replaced by shock. Ye Yun’s visage was terrifying, veins standing out on his face, his eyes blood-red, his hair billowing in the wind, resembling a hellish demon.

Although Leng Yuyan had harbored suspicions about Ye Yun, she had never wanted to believe them. After all, Ye Yun was her nephew, whom she had raised for over a decade, and her sister’s only son. Blood ties made him her sole family in the world.

Yet now, was this fearsome figure still her gentle, polite Yun’er?

Moreover, Yun’er had reached the Foundation Establishment realm in a short time, an already astonishing feat. But now, the power radiating from him was even stronger than hers, even more powerful than Brother Chen!

“Aunt!” Ye Yun roared, “Come here!”

Leng Yuyan shook her head. “Yun’er, why have you changed so much? Are you still my Yun’er?”

Ye Yun froze, realizing he had overreacted. Now, his aunt surely doubted him. His appearance and cultivation level had indeed changed dramatically. His murderous aura subsided slightly.

“Aunt, I am still Yun’er! I’ve just had some extraordinary opportunities you might not understand. But don’t worry, you’ll always be my aunt, and I’ll always be your Yun’er,” he said slowly.

Though furious that his aunt had engaged in such acts with that bastard Yang Chen, Ye Yun’s soul had fused with the memories and emotions of his predecessor, ‘Ye Yun.’ He possessed an obsessive attachment to his aunt. Thus, even though she had briefly been with Yang Chen, he could tolerate it—as long as he killed Yang Chen, the culprit.

“Aunt, come back to me. Tonight, Yang Chen must die. I don’t want to accidentally hurt you,” Ye Yun said sternly.

But Leng Yuyan shook her head. “If you’re still my Yun’er, then listen to your aunt. Brother Chen is a good person, and we truly love each other. Yun’er, that makes him your uncle. He’s taken care of you—why do you want to kill him?”

“Ah!!! Bitch, shut up!” Ye Yun roared, his eyes blazing red again, his face more ferocious than before. The mere thought of calling Yang Chen ‘uncle’ filled him with a murderous urge.

“Yun’er, you’ve gone too far!” Yang Chen rebuked sternly, his face full of elder’s authority. “You can insult me, but not your aunt who raised you!”