Resurrection of Lan Xiaoke 02

Ye Chuan's sword energy carried no mercy, surging like a raging storm toward the parasitic monster Torres!

The twisted grin on the monster's face instantly vanished. Sensing the aura of death, it scrambled away in a panic, barely dodging the incoming slash.

"Boom!" The sword energy struck the wall behind, sending up a cloud of dust as the impact reduced the stone to powder.

"You—you have no conscience!" the monster shrieked. "Wasn't he already my host?"

Ye Chuan merely tilted his head. "But you didn't parasitize me. I just want to kill you, you disgusting thing."

"You—you—have you no morals?!"

"Look at you, getting all worked up." Ye Chuan stifled a laugh.

"You… you…" The monster's eyes darted around, clearly searching for an escape route—it had never encountered someone like this before.

"Go ahead, scream. No one—no monster—will come to save you." Ye Chuan advanced step by step, sword in hand, his face half-hidden in the dim light, exuding overwhelming pressure.

In the next instant, he vanished.

Torres only saw darkness before a hand suddenly clamped onto his face, gripping him with terrifying force.

"Let's test this." Ye Chuan unleashed his full chaotic energy, dark power enveloping Torres's entire body. A sizzling sound, like water dousing flames, filled the air.

Torres's limbs twisted and writhed, his mouth gaping open in a silent scream.

After what felt like an eternity, Ye Chuan released him, and Torres collapsed to the ground.

"Ugh…" He retched violently, spewing thick black liquid until nothing remained. Weakly, he looked up—

"Si… Sir Xi?" Torres's voice was faint, his consciousness seemingly restored as he stared at Ye Chuan.

"Ah, awake now?"

"Did you… save me? It was controlling my body… I must have caused you trouble." Torres rubbed his aching head. "And you still protected me… Thank you."

Ye Chuan sheathed his sword and patted his shoulder. "No need. We're comrades."

After receiving treatment, Torres stood up. "I'll find a way to repay you for the healing."

"Wow, you're being unusually considerate." Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow.

Torres scratched his head. "By the way… where’s the princess?"

"She went with that… uh… dragon guy—Kaiaolen—to clean up the remaining monsters. He’s planning to rally the other lords and head to the royal capital." Ye Chuan shrugged. "I just came to rescue you."

"Thank you…" Torres smiled.

Leading Torres out of the underground prison, Ye Chuan soon met Kaiaolen. The ground was littered with monster corpses—clearly, the cleanup was thorough.

"Princess Irena!" Torres rushed toward her the moment he spotted her.

"Torres! I’m so glad you’re safe." Relief washed over Irena’s face before she turned to Ye Chuan gratefully. "Thank you, Sir Xi."

Ye Chuan simply shrugged.

"Sir Xi, the suspected monsters in the territory have been dealt with," Kaiaolen said, arms crossed. "But many more remain hidden, blending in as humans. If we’re heading to the capital, we need a way to identify them."

"Can detection magic work?" Irena asked.

"No, I’ve already tried." Kaiaolen shook his head.

All eyes turned to Ye Chuan.

"Baa?" Ye Chuan blinked. "Why’s everyone staring at me?"

"Heh, I just thought you might have a trick up your sleeve," Kaiaolen chuckled. "After all, you purged that parasite."

Ye Chuan’s chaotic energy was indeed the bane of those creatures, but he had no intention of screening the entire population.

"Still…" An idea struck him.

Why not ask the loli granny?

Or maybe even Kora-A-Mon?

"Eh, I’m about to log off anyway." Ye Chuan checked the time before addressing Kaiaolen. "I’ll look into the monster identification thing."

"Good."

After collecting his reward and letting Kaiaolen handle the territory’s affairs, Ye Chuan saved his progress and logged out.

……

……

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in his room.

Familiar bed, familiar computer, familiar ceiling.

"Tired…" Ye Chuan yawned and flopped onto the bed. Fighting Kaiaolen and the butler had taken its toll.

"Clearing the Aiser Continent of monsters, stabbing that old dog in Tianxuan Continent, dealing with rifts in real life… I’ve got a lot on my plate."

But some dailies couldn’t be skipped—especially since he needed that tenant-summoning item to help Qianshuang get revenge in Tianxuan Continent.

After organizing his tasks, he rolled over and spotted the orb in the corner.

Lan Xiaoke should be reviving soon. He’d thought it’d take a day at most, but it turned out to be more complicated.

As his eyes drifted shut, he vaguely felt himself hugging something soft and warm, sleeping soundly through the night.

The next morning—

"Huh?" Ye Chuan groggily opened his eyes to a vast, white abyss rhythmically rising and falling before him.

Pulling back slightly, he saw a naked girl lying beside him, mouth slightly open as she snored softly—

Drooling.

"Hehehe, heh."

Ye Chuan’s mind slowly cleared. Once he fully processed the sight, he spoke. "Finally revived?"

"Haaah~" The girl beside him stirred, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. "Feels like I slept forever…"

Lan Xiaoke stretched with her eyes closed, her arms nearly smacking Ye Chuan in the face.

Ye Chuan: "…"

His vision was being obstructed by something.

"Eh? Mornin’." Lan Xiaoke blinked at him sleepily.

Then she noticed something off. Glancing down at herself, she yelped and dove under the covers. "Weird! Where’s my transformation ability?!"

"Eh?"

"Ehh?!"

As Lan Xiaoke wriggled under the blanket, Ye Chuan sat cross-armed, watching before finally reaching in and grabbing a handful of her "assets."

"Did you forget you were reviving?"

"Eh… Oh right?" Lan Xiaoke peeked out from the blanket, strands of hair sticking to her lips. "I’m alive again?"