After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

After Li Changdao left, the time was postponed for another whole month.

Li Qingyue visited many times during this period, but she was still helpless in dealing with Shen Shuchou's current condition.

Li Changdao returned to his sect and spent his days studying the demonic energy he had stolen from Shen Shuchou, but he still couldn't figure it out.

The simplest way is to try to use sharp sword energy to forcibly destroy the demonic energy swirling within the body.

Doing so would inevitably trigger a backlash from the demonic energy, and since Shen Shuchou was merely a mortal, his body would naturally be unable to withstand the impact of the two forces.

Li Changdao also thought of another way, which was to find something that would frighten this demonic energy, but this method was extremely difficult.

This demonic energy could even devour his Tribulation Transcending Realm true energy. For a moment, Li Changdao couldn't think of any aura that could make this demonic energy feel fear.

Pei Rou placed all her hopes on this Four Symbols Sword Formation.

But over time, Pei Rou noticed that Shen Shuchou's condition not only did not improve, but a thick black aura reappeared on his face.

This immediately made Pei Rou extremely anxious. At that moment, she realized that she could no longer place her hopes on others.

Just as Pei Rou was at a loss for what to do, she suddenly thought of something.

Thinking of that thing, Pei Rou's small face was full of determination. Then, Pei Rou bent down and took out a long box from under the bed.

This was the long sword, Tingchunyu, that Shen Shuchou carried with him.

After Shen Shuchou fell into a coma, Pei Rou threw Ting Chunyu under the bed.

Pei Rou had personally witnessed the terrifying power emanating from this demonic blade, which had also nearly cost her brother his life.

Pei Rou was very resistant to the knife, and after the last incident, she had also advised her brother to throw it away.

But Shen Shuchou told her that this knife was the center of her destiny.

Pei Rou didn't understand what that sentence meant, but she knew it might be the only way to save her brother.

Pei Rou stretched out her trembling hand and carefully grasped the scabbard.

Her heart was pounding, and she could almost hear her own tense breathing.

She gently drew Ting Chunyu, the blade gleaming with a cold light, like a ray of icy moonlight.

The snow-white blade reflected Pei Rou's pale face, her eyes revealing a hint of determination.

As the blade was fully withdrawn, Pei Rou felt as if she were in a silent world, with only her and Ting Chunyu present.

She felt the coldness of the knife, and at the same time, she felt the trembling in her heart.

At that moment, she seemed to know her fate and had made a decision.

"If you can save my brother, I'm willing to drain my blood."

Pei Rou gazed at Ting Chunyu and spoke softly.

Then Pei Rou resolutely cut her palm, and blood gushed out instantly.

Pei Rou's small face contorted in pain, but she did not stop, letting the blood flow freely.

Pei Rou would do anything to save her brother, even if it meant draining her blood.

As crimson blood flowed continuously into the demonic blade, the blade began to tremble slightly, as if a mysterious power was awakening.

Blood flowed down the hilt, gradually covering the entire blade and forming an eerie bloody glow.

Suddenly, a red light burst forth from the blade, like a burning flame, instantly dyeing the surrounding space a scarlet color.

The red light flickered and leaped, seemingly echoing the blood, emanating a chilling aura.

Under the red light, the patterns and engravings on the demonic blade were clearly visible, as if concealing endless terror and evil.

The surface of the blade shimmered with an eerie light, and a faint, low hum could be heard, as if the blade's spirit was roaring in a low voice.

Clang.

A loud clang of a blade suddenly rang out in the room.

At this moment, Ting Chunyu had awakened after being injected with Pei Rou's blood, but the seal had not been broken.

The Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain was able to be used by Shen Shuchou because of the permissions granted by the system, while Pei Rou, as the true owner of the Demon Blade, naturally did not need the power of the system.

Pei Rou's face was deathly pale, and she was swaying unsteadily due to the loss of blood.

She clearly detected a hint of elation and excitement in the sound of the blade.

Just like last time, a sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.

Hearing the spring rain trembling slightly in Pei Rou's hand, it seemed as if it was conveying some message to her.

Pei Rou stared in disbelief at the Listening to Spring Rain in her hand; she could actually understand the meaning of the Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain.

The Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain was now affectionately calling her master.

At this moment, Ting Chunyu also realized that Pei Rou did not seem to be able to fully control it, and the blade suddenly burst out with a power that enveloped Pei Rou.

This bloodthirsty aura, which others found incredibly fierce, now felt like a gentle spring breeze caressing Pei Rou's heart.

"I don't know why you call me master, but I hope you can save my brother, even if it means death for me."

Pei Rou looked at the Demon Blade and listened to Chunyu with hope in her eyes.

Upon hearing these words, the Demon Blade, Listening to Spring Rain, immediately emitted a wave of disdain and displeasure within its blade.

"I know you can save my brother. He is the most important person in my life. If he is gone, I will not be able to stay in this world alone."

Although Pei Rou didn't understand why the Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain felt disgusted with Shen Shu Chou, she indirectly knew that Listening to Spring Rain must have a way.

The Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain trembled slightly in Pei Rou's hand, as if it were flirting with her.

Upon hearing the word "important person," she reacted with a childlike jealousy.

But the Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain still released a bloody aura that surged toward Shen Shuchou.

Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain had absolutely no intention of saving Shen Shuchou.

It was brought to Shen Shuchou's side by a mysterious force, and met its owner Pei Rou decades earlier.

That power had told Ting Chunyu that it could only truly return to Pei Rou's hands once Shen Shuchou was dead.

So every day, Ting Chunyu was hoping that Shen Shuchou would die.

Every time he held it in his hand, Ting Chunyu felt like a beautiful daylily and cabbage had been eaten by a pig.

But at this moment, it didn't want its owner to be sad, so it decided to help Shen Shuchou.

As the blood-red aura of the demonic blade entered Shen Shuchou's body...

The demonic energy that could devour the true energy of a Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator trembled instantly, as if suppressed by bloodline, and immediately prostrated itself at his feet.

The Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain exuded a hint of disdain, showing no regard for this domineering and eerie demonic energy.

The moment Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain awoke, he sensed that it was the aura of the Blood Nether Pearl.

The Blood Nether Pearl is an incarnation of the Blood Sea Prison in the Netherworld Demon Realm, while Listening to Spring Rain is the gathering of the power of the entire Netherworld Demon Realm.

In its eyes, the Blood Nether Pearl was like an ant, weak and insignificant.

Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain showed no mercy, directly dissipating the demonic energy of the Blood Nether Pearl. It didn't even bother to devour it, and the Four Symbols Sword Formation was destroyed along with it.

Shen Shuchou's body trembled slightly, and the black aura that had been surrounding him dissipated like smoke.

His skin gradually regained its original color and was no longer shrouded in darkness.

At the same time, a wisp of life, like a spring drizzle, gently fell upon him and slowly seeped into his body.

His chest began to rise and fall slightly, and his breathing gradually became steady and powerful.

Pei Rou's face lit up with joy. With a clang, she threw the Demon Blade Listening to Spring Rain directly to the ground.

Listening to the Spring Rain: "..."

Pei Rou's movements were anxious yet incredibly gentle. Her eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and her red eyes held an unconcealable longing.