Chapter 54 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chapter 054: Slaying Demons and Killing Monsters The light drizzle started from midnight, sneaking into the night with the wind until dawn. The autumn rain gradually became heavier, washing away the dust of the world. Raindrops on the floor-to-ceiling window formed water lines, winding and falling like small snakes. Luo Qingchuan stood by the window, his pale and delicate face reflected on the blurry glass. Luo Qingchuan woke up early, glancing at the sky. "No need to hurry." The young man turned around and, as usual, made himself a simple breakfast, savoring it slowly. After finishing, Luo Qingchuan changed into black sportswear, put on a white mask, pushed open the door, and held up a red umbrella. Luo Qingchuan stepped into the courtyard and started his hunting journey. 7:53 in the morning, Luo Qingchuan boarded the high-speed train heading to the neighboring city, wearing wireless earphones to pass the time listening to music. He sat alone on the seat, gazing out of the window. The gloomy weather covered everything with haze, black clouds heavy like ink, layer upon layer obscuring the light. The drizzling white rain weaved itself into the bustling city, like dim strokes drawn by the gods. 8:34 in the morning. The train arrived at the station. The passengers walked out of the station with different expressions. Luo Qingchuan followed the crowd, opened his umbrella on the unfamiliar street. An hour later. Luo Qingchuan arrived at an old alley in a dilapidated area of Yong City. At this moment, Luo Qingchuan was wearing a light blue elegant wide robe with a terrifying demon mask on his face. With one hand holding the umbrella and the other hidden in his sleeve, occasional dark shadows could be seen floating out of his sleeve. Luo Qingchuan stood by the roadside, checked the time, and walked into the old alley. With each step he took, tiny splashes of water were disturbed on the accumulated lucid road. The alley was more than three meters wide, with doors on both sides. He saw the rusty ladder hanging outside the building. A broken bicycle was placed on the left side of the road. Autumn grass grew in the mud under the wall on the right side. On the windowsill of a house ahead, an uncared-for potted plant had withered into a ball. Luo Qingchuan heard a "creak," and the door next to him opened. A little girl of about six years old wearing a cute transparent raincoat and rain boots happily jumped into the water. She came out to splash around. Then the little girl saw the blue-robed demon with the red umbrella, Luo Qingchuan, passing in front of her. Her excited little face suddenly froze in fear. Luo Qingchuan spoke gently, his voice carrying through the pouring rain, "Go home." In the rush of rain, the little girl heard his words clearly. She finally reacted, her face pale, and ran back into the yard, closing the old iron gate. "Ring, ring, ring." Luo Qingchuan's earphones rang: "Caller: Su Yingxue." "Answer." After a beep, Su Yingxue's voice came through. She seemed very happy: "Xiao Chuanchuan, I won!" Luo Qingchuan felt calm in his heart and smiled, "That's really great." In a small and exquisite boudoir, a graceful girl in a simple long dress stood alone by the window, watching the rain. She suddenly said, "Are you outside? It's pouring." Luo Qingchuan gently raised his umbrella and said, "I went out to buy groceries." "Oh, you shouldn't catch a cold," the girl's voice sounded in his earphones, with a different tenderness. Then, Su Yingxue continued, "My parents are no longer forcing me. They have reached a consensus. They told me not to wander around anymore, at least let them know. Hehe, I'm starting to have a say now. I will make this family more harmonious!" Luo Qingchuan smiled, "When will you take me to your home..." "Not yet, wait a little longer. They just reluctantly compromised. I don't want to make my mother angry again," Su Yingxue said with a shallow smile, "Just watch me handle things." The rain poured relentlessly. In a dilapidated residential area, several hundred meters south. A group of "Demon Slayers" dressed in suits and armed with swords stopped in front of the residential area. "Oh no, that demon cultivator escaped inside!" "Split up and chase!" "It's too chaotic here, and it's raining. Who knows where it might go..." "Miss Jiang, you have the highest cultivation level. Can you track its whereabouts?" The members of the group turned to look at the slender and tall girl. At first glance, the girl looked like a high school student. Her fair and beautiful face had no expression. Her short hair, slightly curled, was wet. It added a touch of softness to her indifferent face. She wore a fitted suit that was soaked by the rain, and her pants were stained with mud. Two swords hung from her slender waist. Jiang Ye, a traveler, at the 9th level of Qi Refinement, from a prestigious family. She went out to experience the world and find an opportunity to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. "It's injured," Jiang Ye's pupils turned a dim blue, she held the handle of her swords and said in a flat tone, "I will chase after it, you all split up and block the exits." Jiang Ye unsheathed her swords and the members of the "Demon Slayers" hadn't even reacted when they saw the raindrops in the air tremble for a moment, and Jiang Ye had already disappeared from her original position. She ran swiftly in the old residential area, her long legs never stopping, her hands unbuttoning the outer coat of her suit to make her movements more agile. The tie on her shirt swayed unpredictably. She had to be faster. Otherwise, the demon cultivator might harm innocent civilians or even use their lives as leverage to force the "Demon Slayers" to spare it. The demon cultivator: Lei Ya. A bear demon at the 9th level of Qi Refinement, with a twisted personality and a love for killing. With the sound of footsteps mixed with the chilling rain, Jiang Ye dashed through the crooked residential area, running past one corner after another. Finally, she saw a twisted and burly figure slip into an alley up ahead. Swish— Her dual blades were unsheathed, and Jiang Ye pursued with a calm expression, her icy blue eyes cold and dim. The bear demon, Lei Ya, who was being chased, had already sensed the killing intent behind it. It was a muscular monster with hair growing all over its upper body, running impatiently, hoping to encounter someone or break into someone's house, taking hostages. However, when the bear demon Lei Ya turned into the alley, it suddenly froze. Lei Ya saw a... person? A blue-robed demon with a red umbrella. Su Yingxue's voice came through the Bluetooth earphones, "The rain is too heavy, Xiao Chuanchuan, hurry back home." "Okay." Luo Qingchuan stared at the bear demon ten steps away, raised his right hand, and grasped the terrifying pitch-black long sword. "Actually, I..." Su Yingxue, in her boudoir by the window, blushed with her exquisite face. "Hmm?" "Xiao Chuanchuan, I want to hear you say... that you like me." The downpour was like columns, pouring endlessly. The sound of rushing water gushed into the ground, creating noise on the umbrella fabric. The bear demon Lei Ya understood, understanding that it had encountered an enemy. It gritted its teeth and sneered, fur sprouting on its body as it lunged towards Luo Qingchuan. This guy broke through the curtain of rain like crossing a white line, resembling a projectile, palms condensing crackling lightning balls. Luo Qingchuan held the umbrella with one hand and wielded the sword with the other, casually stepping forward to face the enemy. "Xiao Xue," For an instant, the rain seemed to pause. "Diabolic Blade, Slaying the Mandate." Terrifying boundless blade intent gathered, forming a mysterious and obscure sword light, passing through each raindrop with grace and decisiveness. At this moment, everything fell silent. The air trembled. Luo Qingchuan effortlessly cut the giant body of the bear demon Lei Ya in half with a single stroke, as if casually done. Blood sprayed from the severed waist of the bear demon. "I like you." With two thumps, the corpse flew meters away and fell in the water-soaked ground. Tiny red water splashes bloomed, creating a vibrant and colorful scene, reflecting the blurry figure of the young man holding an umbrella. In the deep alley, Luo Qingchuan stopped, turned his back to the corpse, and the black long sword in his hand dissipated into particles. Drip, drip, drip. Jiang Ye rushed out from around the corner, in a heroic posture. The girl abruptly stopped at the corner and witnessed a shocking scene. The hand holding the sword instinctively paused. Jiang Ye averted her gaze, seeing the blue-robed demon standing under the red umbrella, the ugly severed corpse in the puddle, and the lingering aura of terror in the air. Her entire body immediately tensed up! Jiang Ye heard Luo Qingchuan's words. "I like you." Jiang Ye, the young lady of the Jiang family, a graceful Shinto maiden, was no longer expressionless but froze in slow motion. Crystal-clear teardrops slid down Jiang Ye's fair face, her pupils contracted, and her loose tie silently lay against her chest, gently rising and falling. The sky grew darker. The rain continued to roar. Jiang Ye didn't say a word, Luo Qingchuan turned and left.