After being reborn as an ugly cannon fodder, my appearance stats are off the charts!

After the Lingchun Banquet, Yan'an was taken by E Feng's side.

Wherever they went, members of the Demonic Cult would arrange everything in advance, with extravagant and meticulous arrangements for clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

They roamed the martial arts world.

Wherever he went, people bowed their heads.

E Feng has an extremely strong desire for control.

He knew exactly who Yan An met and where he went every day, and had complete knowledge of Yan An's whereabouts.

……

Yan An thought he had adapted to this world.

But Chu Chenhuan's death made him realize that he had only adapted to the part of him that did not evoke any feelings in him.

For the first three years after being reborn into this world, he invested his emotions, whether towards his father, mother, or brother...

Until he was abducted to the Hidden Demon Cult.

From then on, he shut himself off and stopped feeling any tenderness towards anyone or anything.

Until he saw Chu Chenhuan again.

They should have realized it sooner. The three of them knew everything from the beginning about what would happen at the Lingchun Banquet. They knew who wanted to assassinate them, what methods they would use, and who was involved in the assassination.

The same applies to Yan An's reunion with his elder brother.

Looking back on everything that happened... you'll realize that they did it on purpose.

For example, having Han Tianshuo kill Chu Chenhuan.

It was because, in the eyes of E Feng and the other two, he treated Han Tianshuo very specially.

But what if Han Tianshuo were to kill his family?

E Feng, Xie Shihong... just like that madman who kept killing people in front of him and said he did it all for him, they were no different from that madman.

Too many people have developed feelings of love and desire for him.

But everyone woos him in a different way.

Even how one lives for him and dies for him is different.

Some people he can easily control all of, while others he can only influence to a certain extent for the time being.

……

The sky turned into a bright blue chaos.

Yan An stood by a long, crystal-clear stream. On the opposite bank was an endless sea of ​​pure white flowers. Looking behind him, he saw a vast expanse of white jade forest.

A pale hand climbed up Yan An's neck.

Encircled by a faint mist.

The river reflected Yan An's slender and tall silhouette.

The person behind him was much taller than him.

"My holy son, what do you think of the scenery here? Does it bring you joy?"

"It's all just an illusion."

When cultivating the Heavenly Demon True Technique, one must experience an illusion with each breakthrough.

Once Efeng has cultivated to the eighteenth level, he can turn the tables and create illusions for others.

At this moment, everything Yan An saw, except for E Feng, was not real.

Yan An felt a lightness in her body as E Feng carried her into the sea of ​​flowers.

A breeze suddenly blew in, and countless snow-white petals fell, brushing against Yan An's face, which seemed to be formed from thousands of rays of light, her pure and flawless white clothes, and her beautiful long hair that was as smooth as satin and as black as ink.

Yan An looked at E Feng and could see the pinkish-purple light emanating from the man's pupils.

But soon, the light disappeared on its own.

Now, Yan An knows that this is because E Feng is using his internal energy cultivation technique to resolve the desires that have arisen in his heart.

But lust can be infinitely regenerated.

Therefore, as long as he stayed by Yan An's side, E Feng did this almost all the time.

The taboo of the Heavenly Demon True Technique is that men must retain their primordial yang energy.

Yan An tried to entice E Feng to break the ban.

If successful, it would cause his skills to decline and him to fall into mental obstacles.

Given E Feng's past actions, once his power is weakened to a certain extent, he is destined to die quickly.

Thinking of this, Yan An couldn't help but smile.

He approached E Feng once more, closing the distance between them, and touched E Feng's perpetually youthful, handsome face, which was almost devilishly charming.

E Feng looked at Yan An, whose face was so beautiful it was breathtaking, whose eyes were so aloof and intoxicating, yet now held a faint weariness. His listless posture evoked endless pity, a natural allure. A single glance or gesture was enough to bewitch all beings, making one wish to immediately fall into the abyss of desire and entangle with him until death.

The lustful light in E Feng's pupils grew even stronger.

But as before, the Heavenly Demon True Technique was activated, and the light gradually faded.

Yan An narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at E Feng, a cold smile curving his lips.

Suddenly, a small dagger appeared in his hand, and without hesitation, he stabbed it towards E Feng's neck.

E Feng grabbed Yan An's hand and instantly twisted his arm behind his back.

Yan An made no attempt to hide his malice, "Master, you're even worse than a eunuch."

A light shone in E Feng's pupils once again.

Yan An discovered that whether he wanted to kill him or curse him, he could still give him pleasure.

Yan An laughed angrily: "Master, why don't you let me go find Alliance Leader Jie and City Lord Zhongli? I believe they are not as useless as you."

He specifically emphasized the word "useless".

Efeng is no longer happy.

His face turned cold and gloomy, a twisted ferocity surfaced in his eyes, and his jawline was taut.

Almost simultaneously, the surrounding sea of ​​white flowers instantly transformed into a blazing inferno of black flames.

Black flames swept across the sky, enveloping Yan'an and Efeng's location. From the flames emerged extremely terrifying faces of evil spirits, scenes that only appeared in the most horrific nightmares.

Soon, Efeng returned to calm.

"My holy son...you seduced me to kill me." Efeng embraced Yan'an, lowered his head, and whispered in his ear, "You wanted to seduce them, also to kill me?" In short, everything he did was for Efeng.

Yan An seemed to detect a morbid sense of pleasure in E Feng's words.

He really is a madman, a pervert, a lunatic.

Yan An coldly replied, "How could that be? I'm loving you."

The illusory scene around them faded away.

It reveals its true nature underneath.

This is a manor.

The Fragrant Spring Pavilion where they were located was an extremely quiet and secluded spot within the garden.

E Feng isn't stupid; what Yan An calls love is actually hate.

He suddenly said, "Of all my memories from before I was eight years old, only a stale steamed bun remains relatively clear—why do you remember them so clearly? My holy son, you should discard those useless memories. From now on, I will give you your joys and sorrows. I will help you break through to the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon True Technique, allowing you to retain your youthful appearance and long life like me. I can give you my authority, and even the entire Hidden Demon Sect can be given to you as a plaything… Isn't that better?"

E Feng seemed genuinely puzzled.

Yan An remained silent.

He no longer regards Efeng as a human being.

Efeng may have been born this way, or perhaps his unpleasant past experiences and the extraordinary power he later acquired completely transformed him into another kind of being.

In Yan An's view, what existed before him at this moment was merely some non-human creature wrapped in a human-shaped skin, and the only rule it followed was the survival of the fittest and the supremacy of strength.

Yan An looked at the automatic appearance stat booster in the void and suddenly realized that, if he had to put it into words, in every world, once his appearance exceeded the human limit of 100 points, he could no longer be considered a "human." Rather, he should be seen as a phenomenon, a phenomenon possessing unimaginable and unbearable beauty and charm, and constantly radiating a demonic power that could drive "humanoid life forms" mad with lust...

Yan An looked at E Feng.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a few rather comical characters had appeared above their heads.

Non-human vs. Non-human

In short, words of revenge are meaningless when facing someone like E Feng.

The only act is revenge—to kill him.

That is the only solution.