Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 386 - 385: Fallen Demon

These words were unbearable for Wen Nanxi. His eyes filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, "What have you done to her."

Wen Nanxi’s voice trembled, shaking with pain.

The killing intent toward Nan Feng was almost tangible.

If looks could kill, Wen Nanxi would have slain Nan Feng right there.

When he first encountered Nan Feng, even though he didn’t know who he was, his subconscious warned him of danger, urging him to kill him.

Unfortunately, Nan Feng was too powerful; Wen Nanxi didn’t even know how long Nan Feng had been living here.

Being able to create avatars isn’t ordinary; he was likely close to Divinity Transformation.

Nan Feng coldly said, "You don’t believe me, but she really is dead, killed by me."

"Your judgment isn’t bad; at her age, as a female, her abilities were indeed impressive."

"And extremely cautious; if she didn’t love you and trust you completely, I couldn’t have killed her."

"Your bond has been severed by me; now you should fuse with me."

Nan Feng spoke as though it was a matter of course.

Wen Nanxi wouldn’t fuse with Nan Feng. He had a wife and did not want to disappear.

After gaining self-awareness, it was remarkably strong.

Nan Feng tried but couldn’t complete a proper fusion.

If the avatar fiercely resisted fusion, Nan Feng was helpless.

He couldn’t just kill his own avatar; it would only deplete his own strength.

"Besides, I used the Soul Destruction Nail; she can’t live, don’t even think about it."

Wen Nanxi listened, trembling all over, his wounds bleeding incessantly.

Yet, he couldn’t feel the physical pain, only the pain in his heart. Pain coursed through every meridian.

A metallic taste rose in his throat, blood seeping from his lips.

His head buzzed with noise.

Wen Nanxi felt he was going mad.

His Spirit Sea was violent, as though about to explode.

All his emotions stemmed from his wife; with her gone, he had no reason to live.

But he couldn’t let her die in vain; he must avenge her before joining her.

Nan Feng watched as Wen Nanxi’s eyes turned crimson as if imbued with a Dark Aura.

Nan Feng’s expression changed, a force enveloped Wen Nanxi, suppressing his madness and the imminent explosion of his Spirit Sea.

"You’ve gone mad. What are you doing? If your Spirit Sea explodes, do you not want to live?"

He emerged from the Nine Nether Forbidden Land, having consumed great power and suffered injuries. Fusing with his avatar would facilitate quicker healing and recovery of strength.

He hadn’t expected his avatar to become a madman over emotions.

As Wen Nanxi’s Spirit Sea was about to explode, it was suppressed.

He hurt so much, too much!

His wife cherished beyond measure, killed due to Nan Feng exploiting his identity.

A bloody tear slid from Wen Nanxi’s eye.

Seeing Wen Nanxi like this, Nan Feng was shaken.

"It’s just a female, is it worth it?"

Wen Nanxi painfully replied, "Worth it?"

"She is more important than my life; do you think it’s worth it?"

"You’re heartless and cruel, lacking emotion to comprehend this."

"Nan Feng, you will regret this, you certainly will."

Wen Nanxi glared at Nan Feng, furious.

"Regret?" Nan Feng sneered, "I will not regret. Emotions are burdens, females are deceitful and cunning, using their Beast Husbands to do their bidding, they are the most heartless and unfeeling, causing harm to their Beast Husbands on a whim is usual."

"Especially for us Snake Beastmen, don’t dream of gaining a female’s affection."

"Don’t forget, you are a Snake Beastman."

Nan Feng spoke with hatred and disgust for females.

"How many Snake Beastmen have died from female exploitation and harm in the Beast World, if not, why would we be so desolate."

"Only strength prevents harm, only heartlessness avoids being manipulated by deceitful emotions."

Wen Nanxi watched Nan Feng, closing his eyes, "You’re truly pitiable."

Nan Feng was infuriated by Wen Nanxi’s resolve for a female, but it was his avatar; he couldn’t kill him in a fit of rage.

He could only clutch his neck, "Your eyes see only yourself, everything I do is for all Snake Beastmen."

"We are called cold-blooded and heartless Snake Beastmen, yet only we know how many Snake Beastmen fall for emotions, willing to die for a female."

"Despite this, we are labeled heartless and cruel; since it’s so, let’s show them."

Wen Nanxi saw Nan Feng’s madness and realized he hated the world and all females.

But Wen Nanxi only wanted to kill him, to avenge his wife.

There had to be a way; he must find a way.

...

Meanwhile,

After the celestial anomaly, Nalan Gui Xue led a dozen followers at the fastest speed to the Witch Clan burial site, the Ancient Wilderness Forest.

He seemed to sense something, discovering large bloodstains on the ground.

Some stains had dried, but Nalan Gui Xue sensed something.

He crouched to examine the bloodstains.

Using the Ice and Snow Superpower Secret Technique to sense the blood aura.

The familiar presence made Nalan Gui Xue’s Heart String tremble.

The blood, like shattered red plum blossoms, stabbed painfully in the twilight.

"Wife!"

Nalan Gui Xue realized something, darkness consuming his vision, he almost couldn’t bear it.

The blood and aura like poisoned needles, densely pierced his heart.

His usual indifferent eyes now only crimson.

He touched his chest, feeling as though an invisible hand gripped tightly, causing breath-stealing pain.​

Forcing calm, his sight followed the blood trail, every drop spoke of his wife’s fate. His fingers curled slightly, nails dug deeply into his palms, yet no pain registered, only all-consuming fear.

"Ah..."

"Young Master!"

Nalan Gui Xue suddenly vomited blood, alarming his followers.

He was in seclusion, cultivation requires total focus, breaking mid-way is fatal, and on the journey here, he pushed his superpower to the limit, disregarding rest.

They didn’t understand why mere celestial phenomena would so provoke the Young Master.

They hurried to support Nalan Gui Xue.

But repelled by his terrifying aura, unable to approach.

Thrown back, they looked up at Nalan Gui Xue, "Young Master, how are you?"

At this moment, Nalan Gui Xue seemed deaf to the outer world, panic and despair roiling in his eyes.

His mind shattered, "Ah..."

Wind raged around him, dark aura surging.

His eyes crimson tinged with black air.

Dark mist swirled around Nalan Gui Xue.

"What’s happening to the Young Master?"

One Clan Elder’s pupils contracted, murmuring, "Fallen Demon!"

"It seems he’s fallen."