Chapter 403: Suffer a Bit

At this moment, the Dark Origin truly couldn't help but want to kill An Li.

What a psycho!

What kind of women does Lu Ye even attract?

But it genuinely needed An Li to deal with Lu Ye. In the previous life, she had fought against Lu Ye too. Lu Ye was just too versatile—no trick ever worked on him.

No death trap could ever take him down.

Only those eight women could actually hurt him—no one else could!

An Li was Lu Ye’s biggest threat, both before and after rebirth.

So how many options did the Dark Origin even have left?

Yue Hongling? No way—because she could no longer be tempted.

She seemed genuinely remorseful now.

Even though the Vermilion Bird had joined its ranks, she was too kind-hearted. An Li’s current stunt—directing so many demons to besiege Lu Ye without regard for their lives—was absolutely something the Vermilion Bird would never do.

Shangguan Huanling?

Yeah, right!

That left only Yin Qingcheng.

The catch? Yin Qingcheng was batshit crazy!

Ask her to help against Lu Ye? She’d turn on it instead!

To Yin Qingcheng, only she got to mess with Lu Ye—anyone else who dared to target him would become her enemy.

Last time around, she had only allied with others because she believed Lu Ye had too many lives and she couldn’t handle him alone.

In other words, the only option left for the Dark Origin was An Li.

And hell, An Li was actually effective!

The Dark Origin exhaled sharply.

"Say you’re sorry!"

An Li screeched.

The Dark Origin bit back its rage—this was a fight for another day!

Once Lu Ye was finally six feet under, it would make sure to thoroughly torment An Li, making her understand she was dealing with the Dark Origin, not some damn pushover!

Just you fucking wait!

But seriously—in the previous life, Lu Ye had managed to find eight women as terrifying as her. Just being near one now choked the air out of it.

The Celestial Lord was a damn legend!

"Say you’re sorry!"

"My apologies!"

In the end, the Dark Origin retreated.

Little did it know, this retreat could last forever!

An Li exhaled sharply, releasing pent-up frustration.

"Dark Origin, you ought to know—we were never master and servant. You want to kill Lu Ye to attain Providence, while I seek thrills and excitement. I strive for sainthood, but I have no obsession with sainthood. I could drop dead anytime. If you see me as your lackey or puppet, you’re dead wrong!"

"I’ll never bow to anyone!"

"We stand on equal ground!"

The Dark Origin fell silent.

Not now. Just wait—this isn’t over!

In truth, An Li had more unspoken words. To her, she and the Dark Origin weren’t just equals—it was the one begging her to kill Lu Ye, to help eliminate threats and stumbling blocks for it!

And her?

She’d already forced the NineLives Celestial Lord into rebirth! Wasn’t that enough of a rush?

Death? Big deal!

When rage took over, she’d gladly die!

However, An Li snapped back to her senses.

Something felt off.

She… she’d let anger cloud her judgment.

This had always been her flaw—once enraged, she’d stop caring altogether.

Consequences?

Screw the consequences!

But once the fury faded, she would regret it and promise herself not to do it again—only to do it all over again.

Now, clarity hit—and dread followed.

Because she hadn’t raged at Lu Ye—but at the Dark Origin.

The Dark Origin surely wanted her dead now. It hadn’t struck yet only because it lacked another pawn to use against Lu Ye.

But once it did…

Or once Lu Ye died…

Her fate? A foregone conclusion.

Sigh… The Dark Origin was no Lu Ye. Lu Ye endured her tantrums, no matter how cruel her words got.

Now, the situation was this—Lu Ye wanted to kill her, and the Dark Origin also bore killing intent toward her.

This is so intense!

No way—she had to figure something out, fast. Soon, An Li came up with an idea.

She could try using the same tactics she employed against Lu Ye in her previous life on the Dark Origin—keep beating it down and brainwashing it to serve her interests. Whether it would work or not, she’d try first.

Not like the Dark Origin was gonna kill her anyway.

The whole plan crystallized in An Li’s head in a flash.

"You must remember, you absolutely must remember—Lu Ye is unstoppable! Only when facing the eight of us does he falter and get backed into a corner!"

"If we don’t take Lu Ye out, given his current relationship with Providence, he will surely help it destroy you!"

"You’re the desperate one here!"

"If I weren’t helping you, I wouldn’t have bothered coming to you after reborn."

"Because Lu Ye won’t hate me. As long as I don’t attack him, I can chill anywhere I damn well please. The only reason I’m even fighting him is for your sorry ass!"

"Okay, maybe I snapped back there. In my past life, whenever I acted like this toward Lu Ye, he’d pull me close and sweet-talk me. So don’t you dare hold this against me!"

An Li went off on a rant at the Dark Origin.

Lu Ye witnessed this scene even while fighting.

Honestly, even after rebirth, Lu Ye still felt a chill run down his spine.

This state—he could only describe it as way too damn familiar.

Even a little terrifying.

In her past life, when An Li went mad, she truly went absolutely nuclear—hysterical, reckless, attacking where it hurt the most without regard for time or place!

Knowing full well he upheld the path of guardianship, she could say his guardianship was the most useless path because it couldn’t protect anything.

Knowing full well Lu Ye lacked love, she could say he deserved it because he had no idea how to love anyone.

In any situation, before anyone, once she snapped, she’d burn every bridge, all regard for life—pure rage calling the shots.

Thankfully, thankfully, this outburst wasn’t directed at him. Thankfully, in this life, he no longer lacked love, nor did he cultivate that bullshit guardian crap.

If An Li ever lost it at him again, Lu Ye wouldn’t stop until he’d wiped her from existence—anything less would be sheer cowardice.

But then again, wouldn’t that just leave the Dark Origin to suffer?

Suffer away! Suffer away!

The Dark Origin had this coming.

Time continued to pass.

The Wuxin Demon Lord was staring, shell-shocked.

The demon forces were getting slaughtered.

And the killing… just kept coming.

This time, Lu Ye was completely at his limit.

The energy from the elixir he took this time was once again completely exhausted.

He had only one pill left.

He had to get out now. With just one Celestial Lord Fist, Lu Ye could make his escape.

Unfortunately... he didn't manage to take down An Li. The Demon Tide was indeed terrifying.

Whatever...