The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 333 (Patreon)

Chapter 333

Shu Yuanyun's eyes widened in disbelief, "You..."

The person who arrived was none other than Si Yu, who grabbed Shu Yuanyun's neck and flung him out violently.

Si Yu's actions were exceedingly ruthless; Shu Yuanyun's neck broke instantly, and he twisted and fell to the ground. Yet, contrary to what one would expect, he came back to life just seconds later.

Spitting blood and coughing, Shu Yuanyun climbed up from the ground, "This is impossible. With Si Yu's current strength, he shouldn't be able to break through the barriers, let alone have sealed me beneath the Jiuling Abyss. Even with divine abilities, he couldn't have returned from the demon realm so quickly." Just then, he noticed Ling Chunann sitting leisurely on the sofa, his eyes bulging with shock, "It was you!" Ling Chunann had been delaying all along, and Shu Yuanyun realized he had been deceived.

Ling Chunann detected the implied meaning in Shu Yuanyun's words, and politely curved his lips, "It was me. I apologize, Mr. Shu, I couldn't believe the news you mentioned earlier, so I had to call for family advice."

Hearing Ling Chunann mention the word 'family', Si Yu's lips slightly lifted in a gentle moment, but soon turned sharp again, and without pausing, he drew a sword from nowhere and chopped at Shu Yuanyun.

Shu Yuanyun, agile, rolled away from Si Yu's lethal strike, his eyes filled with resentment, "Impossible, how could you break free from my barrier? I had isolated this realm; even if you were a supreme god, you couldn't re-enter this world."

Si Yu did not care about his astonishment, sneered, and raised his sword for another strike.

Shu Yuanyun didn't dodge this time but drew his sword to meet Si Yu's attack.

The two instantly vanished from Ling Chunann's sight, followed by sounds of a fierce battle outside, clearly, the men had moved the battleground outdoors. Ling Chunann rubbed his left wrist, not immediately going to check, "098."

"Host, are you alright?" 098 sounded somewhat excited; the moment the barrier was opened, it had lost contact with Ling Chunann, now finally back to normal.

"I'm fine." Ling Chunann glanced at Xue Zhengyang still standing in a corner, "Let's talk."

Xue Zhengyang clearly did not expect Ling Chunann to speak to him, his expression tensing momentarily, but soon returning to calm, "Talk about what?"

Ling Chunann looked relaxed, as if genuinely just making conversation, "Were you working under him from the beginning?"

Xue Zhengyang paused, "Yes, the master said he could help me get what I wanted."

"Oh? What was it?" Ling Chunann perked up, sitting up straight.

"I don't remember." Xue Zhengyang pursed his lips, avoiding Ling Chunann's gaze, not directly looking into his eyes.

"When did you become a rule breaker?" Ling Chunann changed the question.

"It's been a long time, I don't remember exactly when."

"I think you look familiar." Ling Chunann suddenly said.

"It's impossible, we've never met before." Xue Zhengyang quickly denied, then seemed to think he had overreacted and reverted to his expressionless face, "That's right, my task is to hunt down Taskers in each world and take their energy, I have a special way to identify Taskers, I've never seen you in the worlds I've been to."

"I see." Ling Chunann nodded.

Seeing Ling Chunann not pursuing further, Xue Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, "Aren't you worried about the battle between the supreme god and the master?"

"Not really, what I'm most worried about now is my own safety. Didn't your boss just order you to capture me?" Ling Chunann asked with a smile.

Struggle appeared in Xue Zhengyang's eyes, and he finally shook his head, "I won't..." However, before he could finish, he found his body out of control; his eyes instantly turned blood-red as he lunged at Ling Chunann.

Ling Chunann was right; from the moment Si Yu appeared, Shu Yuanyun had already panicked. If the supreme god were so easy to deal with, Shu Yuanyun would have killed him in the demon realm and wouldn't need to return here and break through the barrier to capture him as a hostage.

Compared to the violent battle outside, Ling Chunann and Xue Zhengyang's fight was relatively milder. Xue Zhengyang's power was strong, and if it were about overall strength, he could match Ling Chunann in his prime, but his energy carried a strong dark aura, corroding everything it touched, appearing quite terrifying.

Ling Chunann, however, was unfazed. Amid 098's exclamations, he faced Xue Zhengyang's attacks head-on.

For a time, the battle between the two was evenly matched.

Xue Zhengyang, though powerful, fought without any strategy. Ling Chunann easily suppressed his assaults, turning them around to inflict damage. Eventually, Ling Chunann began to gain the upper hand.

As wounds multiplied on Xue Zhengyang's body, his attacks slowed, and the struggle in his eyes grew more evident. His eyes alternated between black and blood-red, as if possessed.

At this point, Xue Zhengyang likely had hundreds of wounds, yet miraculously, none were fatal. He persisted in his attacks on Ling Chunann, who, growing annoyed, simply slapped him unconscious.

The slap, infused with his pure soul power, would likely knock out even a Tasker for a long time. To be on the safe side, Ling Chunann had 098 retrieve a binding celestial rope he had stored in the system space and secured the man tightly.

Watching Ling Chunann's actions, 098 was puzzled, "Host, what are you doing?"

"Considering he's an old friend who warned me before, I'm kindly sparing him this time." Ling Chunann kicked the man aside.

098: "..." This hardly seemed like the way to treat an old friend.

After finishing, Ling Chunann figured the two outside must have almost wrapped up their fight. He straightened his slightly disheveled clothes and strode towards the door.

However, due to the recent battle, his small villa was largely collapsed, with only one door remaining. Just as Ling Chunann stepped out, he realized something was off.

Where there should have been a street outside his door, facing another small villa's side yard, there was now nothing. His foot stepped into a grey void, surrounded by an expanse of grey, and the door he had just exited had vanished without a trace.

Ling Chunann looked down, noting his clothes had changed to those he wore at the time of his first death, his fingers long and pale, free of the calluses from playing the violin.

Clearly, he had become a soul form, but he hadn't returned to the familiar Task space, and even 098 hadn't followed.

Just slightly surprised, Ling Chunann quickly regained his composure and did not wander about aimlessly, standing still, "What are you trying to do?"

As soon as Ling Chunann spoke, a young man in wide robes and wide sleeves suddenly appeared behind him. His features were enchantingly evil, his phoenix eyes slightly upturned, exceptionally alluring. He deeply inhaled near Ling Chunann's shoulder, addicted to his scent, "No wonder the supreme god doted on you so much. You really are a treasure—such pure soul power, impeccable appearance, oh! And those enticing little eyes, simply perfect." His fingers traced Ling Chunann's cheek, "My name is Yin Fu. Little treasure, what do you think? Look at me, I'm no worse in appearance than that guy, more considerate and eloquent, far better than that taciturn one..."

"Where is he?" Ling Chunann stepped back, on guard, this man had managed to extract his soul form without him noticing, a testament to formidable strength.

"He? Are you asking about the supreme god? He's right in front of you. He's dead; I'm the new supreme god now. Don't worry, darling, I'll cherish you just the same." Yin Fu spoke with a smile.

"Dead?" Ling Chunann stepped back in disbelief, his face turning pale, "Impossible."

Yin Fu seemed to greatly enjoy Ling Chunann's expression, laughing loudly, "Haha, why impossible? I told you before, he was so weak that I could have killed him with two fingers. It's only by luck that he managed to fend off so many of my attacks just now. He's really had a hard life, scurrying around like a rat in little worlds, truly pitiful."

"Is that so?" At that moment, a calm voice sounded near them.

Seeing the newcomer, Yin Fu seemed to receive a great shock. His demeanor turned frantic, almost immediately grabbing Ling Chunann's neck, "How could you still be alive? I had just taken your divine essence out!" He had personally slain this man's incarnation and taken the divine essence, which was obediently inside him now; even if he was still alive, without the divine essence, the supreme god was just a slightly stronger soul. Thinking this, Yin Fu regained his composure, though still somewhat wary, "Your lover is in my hands now; just a gentle squeeze, and he will turn to dust. If you don't want him to die, you'll willingly disable your own primordial force. I might even let you be a Tasker and work for me if I'm in a good mood."

Ling Chunann ignored the

 hand on his neck, looking towards the tall figure not far away. Although the man's appearance was unlike any Ling Chunann had seen before, the aura was unmistakably familiar—clearly, this was his sustenance without a doubt. A smile naturally curved on his lips as he blinked at the man.

Seeing Ling Chunann's expression, Helian Feng's eyes passed a look of helpless indulgence, turning towards Yin Fu with nothing but coldness left, "If you release him now, I might still spare your life."

"Haha, do you think you are still the awe-inspiring supreme god of before?" Yin Fu was certain, with Ling Chunann in hand, that Helian Feng wouldn't dare act rashly. He waved his hand, and suddenly hundreds of people appeared from nowhere, "Charge, kill this Tasker!"

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