Chapter 22: Real villain

As he reached the top and made his way toward his house, he spotted his senior sister, Xialyn, standing outside with her arms folded, seemingly as though she had been waiting for someone for quite some time.

The moment she saw him, she said, "You’re back!"

Veyron smiled when he saw his senior sister still waiting so patiently for him. She must have been worried. "Are you finished with your lessons?" he asked.

Xialyn frowned. "Don’t joke right now. I just heard the announcement. You still need to tell me many things I don’t understand!"

"Oh... then ask me whatever you want. I’ll be happy to satisfy the curiosity of my beautiful senior sister." Veyron’s reply was smooth and charming.

A deep red shade rose on Xialyn’s cheeks. "D... don’t be so cheeky. And that’s exactly what I’m talking about. Why are you suddenly behaving this way!?"

Ding!

[Xialyn’s bonding increased by 2%.]

[Xialyn’s current bonding is 69%.]

"In what way?" Veyron asked, ignoring the notification. He already understood, but he wanted to hear it from her.

"I mean, you used to be cold and annoyed most of the time. I understand that was because of your spirit veins, but it doesn’t make sense that after getting them repaired, it’s like you changed your personality and became more slick-mouthed," Xialyn said.

Of course she would ask. Veyron was behaving differently than before. Not completely—the old Veyron had only shown his cold side most of the time—but this Veyron was far more open.

Aveline had noticed it too, though she believed it was simply because he had gained confidence now that his spirit veins were repaired. She could accept every side of him easily.

Xialyn, however, wanted to know if there was something more, or if it was only confidence. She liked to know everything about her precious junior brother.

Veyron did not answer. He walked slowly toward her until he was standing very close. She was surprised by what he was doing, but she did not step back. She was his senior sister.

She looked up into his eyes. Veyron’s crimson gaze met the enchanting purple of hers. Xialyn opened her mouth. "What are you—!"

"Do you not like this personality of mine?" Veyron cut in. "Or do you prefer me to be that cold, gloomy, always-annoyed Veyron?"

"Little Vey..." Xialyn could not put into words what he was doing, but his words were doing something to her that she could not understand. And he was becoming even more handsome than he already was.

[Xialyn’s bonding increased by 2%.]

[Xialyn’s current bonding is 71%.]

Xialyn lifted her hand and placed it on his cheek. A breathtaking smile appeared on her face. "What are you saying... little Vey, I like the way you are now the most. It makes me so happy that you’re happy and more confident."

Veyron touched her hand, held it gently with one of his own, and slowly placed his other hand on her cheek. The contact made her shudder. He had never shown this kind of boldness before, and her face turned completely red. Still, she liked what he was doing to her.

"You know, senior sister... I wanted to show this side of myself to you, mostly, for a very long time."

Thump! Thump!

Xialyn’s heartbeat quickened and grew louder as she focused on his words. She did not notice when her body leaned into his, nor when the hand that had been holding hers on his cheek slid down to rest on her soft waist.

She stayed focused on what he was saying. "So I decided this was the right time to change myself for the better, now that I have the opportunity... and I won’t hold back my feelings."

[Xialyn’s bonding increased to 74%.]

"W... what do you mean?" Xialyn managed to ask. Was he about to say what she was thinking? If he did, this would be the happiest moment of her life.

"Hmm, it’s exactly what you’re understanding... I—!"

Just as Veyron was about to continue, a sound cut him off.

"Cough cough!!!"

The coughing was loud and deliberate, clearly meant to shatter the moment. Xialyn snapped back to her senses and realized the intimate position she was in with her little Vey.

Her face turned even redder, like a tomato. She immediately pulled away, thoughts racing. What had she been expecting? This was her junior brother, her little Vey. She could not have such thoughts about him.

But what had he been about to say? He had been so bold with his senior sister. Still, it had made her heart race, and she had loved every moment of it. If not for the interruption, he would have said what he wanted.

She felt a little sad about it, and annoyed.

Veyron’s head snapped around, his face cold. "Who the fuck is it?"

A guy stood there. He had silver hair, and his face was extremely handsome—on par with Veyron’s, though his features looked more like a woman’s than a man’s. Many women liked that about him. They said it made him look even more handsome.

He wore grey robes, the color of a core sect disciple. Veyron recognized him at once. Victor Strom, one of the strongest disciples in the Azure Sky Sect.

The Strom clan was one of the strongest in the whole Sunmoon Empire, on par with the Ignis clan and the other great clans. Veyron did not know much about him, but he knew one thing the entire sect knew. Victor was after his senior sister Xialyn.

She never gave him face, yet he still chased her like a dog. A pathetic bastard with an annoying face. Veyron already knew who he was. Still, he asked, "Who the fuck are you!?"

Victor’s eyebrows twitched as he held his anger in check. He was already restraining himself from killing the boy. When he had arrived, he had seen Veyron’s hand on his beloved Xialyn’s waist, the two of them standing far too close, far too intimate.

He was certain this cripple had done something to her. He must have learned some dark cultivation technique—the same one he used to defeat Jason of the Ignis clan and repair his veins.

And now he was using it on his Xialyn. Victor would not let him succeed. He would kill him.

"What are you talking about, Little Vey!?" Xialyn understood Veyron’s mood at once and stepped in before he could offend Victor further.

"I’m sorry, Senior Brother Victor... Little Vey was just joking," she said with an awkward smile. Victor was three years older than her, which was why she addressed him that way.

"It’s alright, Junior Sister Xialyn. He is just a kid." Victor’s words made Veyron’s face darken even more. He wanted nothing more than to beat the silver-haired motherfucker bloody. But Victor was in the Spirit Master realm, far beyond him.

Xialyn moved in front of Veyron so he would not do anything that would cause more trouble. "What are you doing here, Senior Brother?"

"Hmm... I came to call you. A meeting for core disciples has been arranged. They were going to send a message through your spirit jade, but I told them I would come for you personally."

"Loser idiot!" Veyron muttered.

"What did you say!?" Victor heard it and stepped forward. Xialyn immediately spoke up. "Hahaha... thank you, Senior Brother, for the honor. Why don’t we go now? I think we’re already late."

Victor stopped. Just you wait, you little fucker, he thought. He turned to Xialyn. "Yes, let’s go."

Xialyn glanced back at Veyron. "I’ll see you later." She disappeared. Victor gave Veyron one last look of warning, then vanished as well.

[Looks like you really hate that guy?]

"Hate him? I loathe him. That fucker already has many women after him, but he had to go after my senior sister Xialyn. Now that he has chosen his doom, I can’t do anything about it."

[You are talking like you are going to kill him?]

"Who do you think I am? Although that would be a great idea. But alas, I’m far away from facing a Spirit Master realm individual."

[Then?]

"Well, I heard the Strom clan has good techniques. And that fucker’s mother is hot as fuck," Veyron said with a large, evil smile.

[You are definitely a villain... I was paired with the evil man.] Veyron laughed loudly at the System’s words, like a real Villain.

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