“I was adopted by the old sect master and grew up learning demonic cultivation alongside my ambitious senior brothers and sisters. They all wanted to take over the old sect master’s mantle and lead the rest of the demonic cultivators to take over Jianghu. Did they really think that taking control of Jianghu was that easy? I didn’t have such great ambitions. All I wanted was for whoever that succeeded the old sect master to let me go and allow me to live freely. But who knew, I didn’t even count myself as one of the possible successors…” I sneered, “They all called me the fisherman1Fisherman– “When the Sandpiper and the Clam fight each other, it’s the Fisherman who benefits”: a third party profits from the struggle of others; neighbors who fight each other will lose out to a mutual enemy and the oriole2Oriole- “The Mantis stalks the Cicada, unaware of the Oriole behind”: to pursue a narrow gain while neglecting a greater danger; Basically, everyone’s saying that he just took advantage of his weakened brothers and defeated them when they were powerless., painting me as some treacherous scum. But I thought that I was obviously the fish in the pond3Fish in the pond- “A Fire at the City Gates is also a Disaster to the Fish in the Pond”: a drastic action may unintentionally affect other people and harm innocent bystanders; In this case, he didn’t want to be the successor, but he still ended up being the successor making him (HQ) the innocent bystander.. It’s just that all those power-hungry people got too ambitious and met an undesired ending.”
“I hadn’t even been the sect master for a full year when those stupid righteous cultivators with nothing better to do, came to annihilate me. I thought, since I had taken up the mantle and became the sect master then I should do my job well. I couldn’t let the demon sect’s reputation be destroyed under my leadership, so I rallied my sect and decided to fight back. But who knew that by retaliating, I would almost kill myself.”
I don’t have the luxury of time or the empathy to tell others about my past, but I didn’t know how I ended up spilling everything to Psycho. Perhaps, it was because I knew that he wouldn’t tell it to others. In the past few months, when I had nothing to do, I would just blab about my life story, and so in the blink of an eye, I almost finished retelling my whole life story.
He knew so much about me but, I didn’t even know what his name was.
“NanNan.” Psycho sat at the cave entrance, doing who knows what. From time to time, he would look back at me and give me a brilliantly bright smile.
“Psycho.” Since he had called me, I casually replied back to him before picking up a berry that was next to me and tossing it into my mouth.
For the past few days, all we ate was bear meat, but even with our combined efforts, we couldn’t finish even just half of the bear. In the end, we could only dig a hole outside of the cave and bury the bear in it. Psycho was worried that having an all-meat diet was probably not good for my “pregnant” body, so he picked a bunch of purple berries and wrapped them in leaves before bringing them back to me.
I didn’t like to eat the berries at first, but after a while, I got tired of constantly eating meat. When I had nothing to do, I would toss one or two berries into my mouth to chew, but since I spent most of my time doing nothing, the big bag of berries was soon about to be empty.
“NanNan.” He set down his things and leaned over me.
I threw the last berry into my mouth, “What are you doing?”
He stared at me for a moment before licking the corner of my mouth, shocking me to the point of almost unconsciously shoving him away.
“You dog!” I glared at him, wiping my mouth with my sleeve.
Psycho grinned happily and sat down next to me, saying, “NanNan likes, pick more tomorrow.”
I wasn’t able to react. It took me a while to finally understand what he meant, and when I did, I felt something strange bubble up from my heart.
Who knows if Psycho had a wife before he went crazy but, if he did have one, she was probably extremely loved and cherished to the point that if she said she wanted the moon, he would undoubtedly find a way to pluck it out of the sky for her.
I pushed away the strange feeling and asked him, “What were you doing there just now?”
Psycho’s eyes lit up. He ran towards the cave entrance, gathered up whatever he was doing, and showed it to me. It was a spear with a very sharp tip at the end.
“NanNan, take it.”
I hesitated but still took it. It was very light and overall a good self-defense weapon.
“For me? Are you afraid that I’ll be attacked by a bear again?” Don’t tell me this valley is infested with bears.
Psycho shook his head. “No bear.” He frowned and made an uncommonly serious expression. “It’s getting cold. No food. Danger.”
I immediately understood his meaning. The food in the valley was limited, and with the addition of the cold weather, it meant that it won’t be easy to hunt. The beasts dwelling here would become more dangerous.
But I don’t think I’ll be staying for the winter…
Holding the spear, I hung my head down. After another half a month, I would be able to walk freely. My departure from this place is just around the corner. I just don’t know what would happen to Psycho after I am gone…
Would he be sad and then forget about me? Would he go search for me after realizing that I was gone? Would he think about me constantly until he picks up the next soul that had fallen from the cliff and survived, and forget about my existence then?
The last one may be a bit over the top; after all, not everyone is as lucky as I was, to be able to survive that fall. But I guess in the end, he’ll end up forgetting about me. He’s deranged to the point that he couldn’t differentiate between a man and a woman, so how can he still remember me at that point.
“Don’t worry; I’ll be careful.” I told him.
Psycho smiled and gave me a quick hug, then walked further into the depths of the cave.
I stood there wondering what he was doing when he quickly sprinted back, proudly showing me what he was holding.
It looks like…a piece of jade.
I took the jade from his hands for another look. On closer inspection, I saw that it was a jet-black piece of jade, somewhat similar to a jade pendant. It was smooth to the touch with delicate engravings that showcased its quality and value. The jade pendant was the size of half of a smaller palm. It had a majestic-looking soaring eagle engraved on its surface, and the eagle’s eyes closely resembled Psycho’s eyes.
This probably belonged to Psycho before he came to this valley, but unfortunately, I had spent most of my life in the demon sect, so I couldn’t guess Psycho’s identity from only the jade pendant.
“This is a good thing. Store it away safely; you might need it in the future.” I wanted to give the jade pendant back to Psycho, but he wouldn’t accept it.
“For NanNan.” He said.
I was about to leave this place, so naturally, I couldn’t take his things. Although people curse us demonic cultivators for being evil and lawless, we still have a sense of principle and dignity.
“No, I can’t.” I directly refused.
Psycho insisted and shoved the jade towards me. I pushed it back.
After a few times of this back and forth, Psycho anxiously glared at me, shouting, “TAKE IT!”
The more agitated he got, the more he resembled a crazy person, with his unkempt beard and fuming eyes. One of his palms slammed against the wall above my head, causing dust and gravel to rain down on me.
My hands trembled as I held onto the jade, no longer insisting on giving it back.
The jade pendant hung on my neck, swinging back and forth.
When it was time for bed, Psycho stripped me bare only leaving the jade pendant hanging on my neck. I glanced down and was able to see the dark pendant resting right between the two points on my chest—a contrast of black against white with two plum blossoms on each side, making the white whiter and black blacker.
I felt Psycho’s breathing turn heavy, blowing on my skin, making it feel numb and itchy.
He licked from the jade pendant all the way down to my belly button. He twirled the tip of his tongue against my navel, causing me to exclaim in panic.
“Ah… Don’t you,” I paused, “Don’t touch my stomach.”
Psycho listened to me and didn’t lick it anymore, only cautiously kissed my stomach, and then looked up at me.
“NanNan’s stomach, too small, need to…eat more.”
If I was actually pregnant, then calculating the time I should have reached the three months mark by now, yet my stomach was still flat as a board. If I continue like this, he’ll see through my scheme. It’s impossible for me to stay.
“Look, my injuries haven’t healed yet. I think my arms and legs used all the nutrients I eat to heal…” I dodged away from his abnormally gentle eyes.
Psycho put his hand on my stomach and smiled foolishly. “Our child.”
Inexplicably, I felt my throat suddenly tighten in panic.
Even though I had already been a demon sect master for a year, my heart was still not strong enough.
I barely mustered a smile. “En, our child.”
Ignoring the fact that this guy repeatedly took advantage of me by stabbing me in the ass without a care in the world, he is the only person who I can say has been truly good to me and treated me well out of all these years.
- 1Fisherman– “When the Sandpiper and the Clam fight each other, it’s the Fisherman who benefits”: a third party profits from the struggle of others; neighbors who fight each other will lose out to a mutual enemy
- 2Oriole- “The Mantis stalks the Cicada, unaware of the Oriole behind”: to pursue a narrow gain while neglecting a greater danger; Basically, everyone’s saying that he just took advantage of his weakened brothers and defeated them when they were powerless.
- 3Fish in the pond- “A Fire at the City Gates is also a Disaster to the Fish in the Pond”: a drastic action may unintentionally affect other people and harm innocent bystanders; In this case, he didn’t want to be the successor, but he still ended up being the successor making him (HQ) the innocent bystander.