Chapter 273: The Yandere Demon Lord 27

At that moment, Tang Wan walked into the room carrying a small white porcelain bowl.

“Tongtong, come drink this.”

“This is phoenix marrow soup I specially got from your Uncle Qingfeng. It’s extremely beneficial for healing your bones.”

Tang Wan carefully placed the bowl in front of him.

After all, even in the cultivation world, injuries to muscles and bones still required proper recovery.

Who knew whether spiritual medicine alone could truly heal every hidden injury completely?

Naturally, follow-up nourishment was still necessary.

…

Seeing Tang Wan personally carrying over the medicinal soup for him, Lin Tongyin stared at her face without blinking.

After a while, he finally stepped forward and accepted the bowl.

“Thank you, Master.”

“But Master truly doesn’t need to worry so much. Disciple’s injuries have already healed.”

Yet inwardly, his thoughts were entirely different.

Why is she treating me so well?

So well that it’s making me go even crazier.

At this rate… how could I possibly let her go?

…

“What do you mean healed?”

“It’s only been a few days. How could broken bones recover that quickly?”

“Hurry and drink it while it’s still hot.”

Tang Wan urged him seriously.

Hearing this, Lin Tongyin smiled faintly before obediently nodding.

“Alright.”

“Disciple will drink it now.”

After speaking, he lowered his head and slowly took a sip.

Only then did Tang Wan feel satisfied.

“Good.”

“After you finish drinking, go lie down again.”

“You’re temporarily forbidden from practicing swords.”

“You can resume training in a few more days.”

Lin Tongyin immediately replied obediently:

“Disciple will listen to everything Master says.”

Tang Wan nodded in satisfaction.

But inwardly, she couldn’t help asking Little Cutie:

“Little Cutie… has Tongtong still not recovered his memories?”

“Why does he still look exactly the same as before to me?”

Little Cutie secretly rolled its eyes.

That’s because you’re blind, Host.

Can’t you see this guy’s gaze toward you becoming more and more blatant?

Still—

Little Cutie wisely chose not to say any of that.

After all, Lin Tongyin’s acting skills were simply too terrifying.

Its poor host definitely couldn’t outplay him.

Thus, it immediately pretended to look innocent.

“I don’t know either!”

“The system only has the original storyline data. I can’t predict how the current plot will specifically develop!”

Hearing this, Tang Wan was fooled once again.

“Alright then.”

…

Afterward, Tang Wan looked toward Lin Tongyin again.

“Oh right, Tongtong.”

“In a few days, the competition between the major sects will begin.”

“Your injuries still haven’t fully healed, so… how about you skip this tournament?”

That way, at least he wouldn’t suddenly decide to start slaughtering people.

…

Hearing Tang Wan’s words, Lin Tongyin immediately nodded obediently.

“Okay, Master.”

“Disciple won’t participate.”

Seeing him agree so readily, Tang Wan instead felt slightly uneasy.

Afraid he might still secretly have plans of his own, she quickly added:

“You don’t need to feel regretful either.”

“This is only the Foundation Establishment competition.”

“Three years from now, perhaps you’ll directly participate in the Golden Core or Nascent Soul division instead!”

Hearing this, Lin Tongyin smiled faintly, his brows and eyes softening slightly.

“Master is right.”

“By then, Disciple will definitely amaze everyone and bring great honor to Master.”

Tang Wan immediately laughed happily.

“As long as you stay safe and don’t get injured like this again, Master will already feel relieved.”

Lin Tongyin looked at her obediently.

“Master can rest assured.”

“In the future, Disciple will definitely take good care of himself.”

“Mhm!” Tang Wan nodded in satisfaction.

…

Several days later, the Grand Sect Tournament officially began.

Although Tang Wan hadn’t allowed Lin Tongyin to participate, she still brought him along to watch the matches.

The moment Lin Tongyin arrived at the venue, he immediately sensed several disguised demon cultivators hidden within the crowd.

However—

He had absolutely no intention of contacting them or revealing that he was still alive.

In Lin Tongyin’s eyes, there were countless paths in the world that ultimately led to the same destination.

Whether one cultivated immortality or demonic arts was merely a personal choice.

He had never believed demon cultivators were inherently inferior to righteous cultivators.

Now that he no longer cared about his identity as Demon Lord—

There was naturally no reason for him to continue concerning himself with the affairs of the Demon Race.

After all—

Even without him, the demon cultivators would still find another Demon King or Demon God to lead them eventually.