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

Say it!

Shen Shuchou ignored Xia Lingyi, who looked aggrieved outside, and instead sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed.

In an instant!

A trace of his aura quietly dissipated from his body, leaving him like a lifeless statue, so still that time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Outside the room, the bleak, cold wind was like a violent demon, whipping up withered yellow leaves and making them dance wildly, the rustling sound like the cries of vengeful spirits.

Xia Lingyi looked at Shen Shuchou, who hadn't uttered a single word in the room for a long time.

A look of disappointment immediately appeared on her face, like a delicate petal about to wither in the cold wind and rain, making people feel sorry for her.

But instead of returning to her room, she walked slowly towards the outside of the Shen residence, braving the cold wind.

At this moment, the Shen residence was shrouded in a heavy gloom, and the surrounding trees swayed violently in the night wind, like ferocious ghosts baring their fangs.

At this moment, three men in black stood majestically above the Shen residence, like ghosts.

They covered their faces completely, revealing only three pairs of sinister and vicious eyes.

They exuded a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine, as if even the bright moon in the sky was afraid of their arrival.

They hastily hid behind the clouds, and the countless brilliant stars in the sky hid their light in fear.

"Nine Demons, are you sure those two women were brought here?"

One of the men in black looked at the young man in the middle, his voice as sinister as a chilling howl from the deepest hell.

The young man codenamed Nine Evils slowly spoke, "I personally witnessed that young man in white bringing them here."

This person was none other than the young man who had been spying in the snowy forest all day but dared not show himself.

"Do you really think you can't tell his cultivation level?"

At this moment, the man in black to the left of Jiu Nie spoke up; his code name was You Sha.

Upon hearing this, Jiu Nie's thoughts drifted back to the young man he had seen during the day.

From the methods he used, Jiu Nie couldn't see anything particularly ingenious or unique, but he always had an extremely dangerous feeling of being constantly threatened.

As a demonic cultivator hated and condemned by all, being ruthless and vicious is only one aspect; another is that one must always maintain a vigilant mind, like a bird startled by the twang of a bow.

Jiu Nie trusted his intuition, which is why he didn't show himself rashly.

His cultivation level was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and the one who could give him such a sense of danger was at least at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

So he used telepathy to summon two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, You Sha and Xue Wu, from the Death Court.

In an even more secluded and dark place, there was an elder at the Nascent Soul stage, all to ensure that tonight's operation would go perfectly.

"I really can't tell, but I firmly believe that with these two distinguished guests arriving, no matter how high this person's cultivation level is, they are doomed to die."

Jiu Nie's tone was icy, as chilling as the cold wind on a cold night.

"That is beyond doubt. Anyone who dares to oppose the Death Court will not have a way out."

The ghostly voice answered in a sinister tone, as if it came from the deepest abyss, carrying endless chill and malevolence.

"Let's get started! Don't waste any more time, I can't wait to begin this slaughter."

The blood witch beside him wore an extremely cruel smile, like a bloodthirsty beast.

As soon as these words were spoken, the three men turned their murderous and greedy gazes down at the Shen residence, like three death stares from the abyss of darkness.

Just as the three were about to make their move, the tightly closed door suddenly opened slowly from the inside.

Xia Lingyi slowly walked out, her mood plummeting to rock bottom.

Her mind was filled with Shen Shuchou's rebuke and the two girls he had brought back that day, completely unaware that three malicious and wicked gazes had already focused on her.

"Little sister, why are you so heartbroken?"

A chilling voice suddenly exploded in Xia Lingyi's ears.

She turned her head in alarm and saw three men in black, exuding a sinister aura, who had silently appeared beside her at some point.

"Who are you people?"

Xia Lingyi retreated hastily toward the gate of the Shen residence while questioning him warily.

However, the next moment, the black-clad man named You Sha simply flicked a wisp of energy from his fingertip, and Xia Lingyi was instantly immobilized, as if she had been imprisoned.

"Hehe, this lovely little girl is mine now."

You Sha's lips curled into a chilling, lewd smile, a smile like a ghost haunting the night.

"You...don't come any closer..."

Although Xia Lingyi's body was unable to move at this moment, she was still conscious. Looking at the black-clad man approaching step by step, her delicate face turned ashen.

"Then why don't you shout for help!"

You Sha's voice grew increasingly unrestrained and wild, revealing a sinister madness.

"No...no..."

Xia Lingyi was filled with remorse for stepping out of that door. Looking into the other person's lewd eyes, how could she not understand their sinister intentions?

She would rather die than live in dishonor than allow such a wicked person to defile her; she only wished to leave her body and soul to Brother Shen.

Thinking of this, Xia Lingyi felt utterly hopeless and immediately tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide, but the next second a dark, ink-black hand gripped her throat tightly.

With You Sha's hideous face inches away, he lewdly laughed, "Don't be in such a hurry to die, little sister. Let your brother peel off your beautiful skin first. It would be a waste to leave such delicate skin on you."

Upon hearing this, Xia Lingyi's already pale face turned even paler, completely devoid of color.

As for the other two, they watched indifferently from the sidelines, fully aware of You Sha's character.

This man never lusts after women, but he has a particular fondness for collecting the skins of beautiful women. He doesn't let go of any of them, whether they are innocent young girls, young women in their prime, or even old women whose beauty has not faded.

They are the worst of the worst. Such behavior is truly outrageous, but this has always been the vile style of the demonic path.

Since I have cultivated demonic arts, how could I not have some madness or be tainted with some psychological abnormalities!

Just as You Sha's hand was about to touch Xia Lingyi's delicate and beautiful face, his hand was frozen in mid-air.

A powerful and mysterious force suddenly emerged, instantly sealing off the space between the two. The expressions of the two people behind them changed drastically, their pupils contracting sharply as they looked at a certain spot.

Beneath You Sha's feet, a thick, ink-like black mist emerged straight from his shadow, gradually forming a figure.

Immediately afterwards, the figure turned his head slightly to look at the two of them. His face was completely hidden in the black mist and was indistinct.

Even so, just one glance made the two feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and an indescribable fear rose wildly in their hearts.

The figure that evolved from the black mist was none other than the Hidden Lord, one of the four Dark Lords of the Death Court, and also Shen Shuchou's clone.

However, at this moment, Shen Shuchou's original consciousness had already descended upon this clone with the strength of the Great Ascension Peak.

"Shh! Just stand there, don't move, don't shout, and don't run around, or you will all die."

Shen Shuchou put a finger to his lips and whispered a shushing sound.

The two were completely terrified by Shen Shuchou's unknown and unfathomable aura, and could only nod hastily like frightened birds.

Then, Shen Shuchou turned his head away. As he withdrew his aura, You Sha's hand moved, but the next second, Shen Shuchou's hand firmly held its wrist.

You Sha was instantly terrified and quickly turned his head to look, only to meet a pair of red eyes rising from the black mist. Those eyes were like burning hellfire, sending chills down one's spine.

"I'll play a game with you. If you win, you live; if you lose, you die."

Shen Shuchou gave a seemingly kind smile, but the smile seemed particularly eerie in the darkness of the night.

At this moment, You Sha had no idea what the situation was, but he instinctively wanted to resist. However, he was shocked to find that he was unable to move, just like Xia Lingyi.

He glanced at the two people behind him and saw that they were doing the same thing, just frantically giving him meaningful glances.

"What...game?"

You Sha swallowed hard. He was no fool and knew that if this mysterious person wanted to take his life, it would be as easy as turning his hand.

"You really enjoy skinning, don't you? Then peel off your own skin. You'll live if you do. I'll give you ten breaths to think it over."

Shen Shuchou smiled faintly.

Upon hearing that he was to be skinned alive, You Sha's face instantly turned ashen.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five... two."

Shen Shuchou had already started the countdown.

When the number two was read, You Sha hurriedly said, "If I peel it, will I really be able to live?"

His reluctance to make a decision stemmed from his hope that the Nascent Soul Realm elder hiding in the shadows would step forward.

But the elder still hadn't appeared by the time the countdown was about to end, which could only mean one thing: this person was no match for even the elder.

With that in mind, he chose the former without hesitation.

"Can."

Shen Shuchou responded with a smile.

Upon hearing this assurance, You Sha gritted his teeth and sprouted sharp claws from his hands, which gleamed with a cold light and were terrifying.

He first placed his paws on his scalp with trembling hands, took a deep breath, as if gathering his courage.

Then, with a slight exertion, his claws slowly dug into the flesh of his scalp, and blood instantly seeped out, flowing slowly down his forehead.

His hands were trembling, but he dared not pause for a moment. With a slight hissing sound, his skin and flesh were torn apart little by little.

Then, enduring the excruciating pain, he slowly and laboriously continued to move his claws downwards, gradually turning the once smooth scalp rough and bloody.

With each step he took, the pain intensified; his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat, but he dared not wipe them away.

As the claws grazed his forehead and reached his cheek, his breathing became rapid and erratic, and his facial muscles contorted in extreme pain.

The sound of skin separating from muscle was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, like the low murmur of a demon.

Continuing downwards, reaching the neck, You Sha's face had turned bluish-purple, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

But he dared not stop, and could only continue this horrific act, his body stained with blood, the stench of blood spreading everywhere.

The subtle tearing sound of skin detaching from flesh was particularly jarring in the quiet night.

At the same time, a violent pain erupted in You Sha's body. In the past, what he liked most was to peel the skin off others and listen to their screams, which often satisfied his perverted desires.

Now, however, he has to peel off his own skin, and he can't even make a sound, because doing so would only distract him.

Peeling is a skill; you can't use too much force, nor can you use too little. You have to peel off the whole piece of skin intact.

This chilling scene left the remaining two terrified, causing them to involuntarily swallow hard, their throats heaving with fear.

Before long, a complete human skin was perfectly separated from the flesh and blood. At this moment, You Sha's whole body was covered in blood, a shocking sight that sent chills down one's spine.

"Senior...I...may I live?"

You Sha asked tremblingly, his voice filled with endless pain and humble pleading.

"You peeled it really well, but I'm lying to you. You'll still die even if I peel it."

Shen Shuchou raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled, but the smile was like a soul-reaping messenger from the underworld, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

"you......"

You Sha's pupils, now devoid of skin, widened suddenly, a mixture of anger, despair, and disbelief swirling within them.

Before he could finish speaking, a sinister black aura suddenly swept over, instantly slicing his body into pieces, turning it into a cloud of blood mist that filled the sky.

After casually eliminating You Sha, Shen Shuchou turned his gaze to the remaining two.

"Senior...we didn't run away..."

Jiu Nie stammered, his voice trembling so much that he could barely speak.

"Since I've already lied to him, how could I not lie to you?"

Shen Shuchou smiled casually, his tone calm, yet it made the two of them feel as if they were in a bottomless ice cave.

These words plunged the two into an abyss of utter despair from which there was no return.

"Elder, save me!"

The Blood Witch could only let out a mournful cry.

The moment those words fell to the ground, his body and Jiu Nie's body exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist and dissipating into the void.

The elder, who had been hiding in the shadows, was like a frightened bird. Upon hearing the cry for help, he did not hesitate for a moment and turned to run away as fast as he could.

"Save your mother's life, you unfilial son who has ruined me."

He fled in panic, cursing under his breath.

At this moment, the night sky above grew even darker and more inky.

That was because a thick, inky black fog blanketed the sky, making people tremble with fear and feel so oppressed that they could hardly breathe.