When the young girl smiled alluringly, Xie Qingxuan was also studying her.
The last scene in his memory was of him rushing to break through, only to be backlashed by his inner demon and gravely injured, falling unconscious.
When he woke again, before him stood a peerless, city-toppling young girl with immortal bearing, her eyes bright and lively, exactly like a bewitching demoness from an illusion.
His index finger twitched, wanting to shatter the illusion with slaughter; killing made the blood in his bones thrum with excitement.
The demon snakes that came hunting after them diverted Xie Qingxuan’s attention.
He realized this was no illusion.
Xie Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, his fingertips moving slightly as he casually cast several spells.
In the darkness, the hissing of the demon snakes made one tremble with fear; their blood-red snake eyes flickered with the ruthlessness of the hunt.
But the next second, this pack of demon snakes all began to howl in agony.
A fresh breeze swept through the cave again, filling the room with the stench of blood.
The demon snakes were decapitated, their corpses mangled beyond recognition.
Yet the sadistic crazy beauty had not a single stain of blood on him.
His gaze locked coldly onto the young girl, his eyes deep and dark: “Who are you, to dare trespass here?”
That expression was so cold it was unfathomable, as if one wrong word from the girl would make him kill again.
Su Yanqing glanced from the corner of her eye at the demon snakes minced into meat paste, and put on a fawning smile. “My name is Su Yanqing. I was hunted by demon snakes, accidentally fell off a cliff, and fled here. Look, my leg was broken when I fell off the cliff.”
She pitifully lifted her skirt, the wound on her calf streaked with blood.
“You… put that down, quickly.”
Xie Qingxuan’s brows furrowed into the character “川”. “What sort of behavior is this, in front of a strange man?”
He prided himself on being an upright gentleman of integrity and self-discipline.
For several hundred years, he had never come into contact with a female cultivator.
Yet who would have thought that just after waking, he would meet a strange woman lifting her skirt at him.
This woman was stunning enough to topple a city, with a slender and graceful figure, clear and bright eyes, clearly inexperienced in the ways of the world.
“Just now you killed the demon snakes for me. This junior is willing to do everything in her power to repay your kindness.”
Suddenly, Xie Qingxuan sensed an unusual fluctuation of spiritual energy. He stepped forward and pressed two fingers to the girl’s spirit meridian.
Xie Qingxuan lowered his long, jade-like fingers, his thin lips parting slightly. “What if… I want your life?”
The young girl’s face went pale with shock, her legs trembling uncontrollably. “Senior, are you joking?”
Xie Qingxuan paused, his aura suddenly turning cold and sinister. “You have the rare Nine Yin physique. If you fall into the hands of the demon race and are refined into a furnace cauldron, you will surely become a great threat in the future. Better to eliminate you now.”
Before the words faded, a sword light suddenly shot over like lightning.
Xie Qingxuan extended two fingers, lightly pinched the sword tip, and flung it back with a backhand.
A young man’s muffled groan came from the darkness.
“Little Junior Sister, run quickly! I’ll… deal with him!”
It was Murong Yi.
“A mere ant, overestimating itself.”
In the darkness, Xie Qingxuan’s voice was sinister and terrifying, dark light surging in the depths of his eyes.
Killing intent was about to erupt.
However heaven-defying the male lead’s halo was, it was still no match for realm suppression.
In just half a move, Murong Yi’s shoulder blade was pierced through by a spell, and he knelt half on the ground.
And Xie Qingxuan, from beginning to end, had not taken a single step.
Seeing the situation turn bad, Su Yanqing planned to slip away.
『Ding! Host, please help Murong Yi out of danger. Reward: three Heaven-tier Disguise Pills and one pair of Cloud-Treading Boots. When flying in these boots, even a Tribulation Crossing big shot cannot catch up to you.』
Oh, she had forgotten.
The vicious female supporting character in the original plot loved Murong Yi to death – how could she possibly sneak away?
Thinking of this, she curled the corners of her mouth and lifted her chin slightly.
“Get lost, Murong Yi. Don’t put on an act here!” the girl said in a tone full of mockery. “All these years, your eyes have held only Second Senior Sister. The kindness I showed you, you never cared about. Now you come running to save me – do you think I’d be grateful?”
Murong Yi had never expected that the Little Junior Sister who had always admired him would say such harsh words to him!
He gripped the sword hilt tightly, about to argue, but met Little Junior Sister’s pleading gaze.
“Murong Yi! Ask yourself honestly – do you truly want to save me? Or are you afraid that if I tell what happened on the cliff, Senior Sister will be punished, so you want to curry favor with me?”
The young girl bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes. “Go away, I don’t want to see you. This young master… he is my lifesaving benefactor. I’m perfectly safe. Don’t stick your nose in where it doesn’t belong.”
“Little Junior Sister, you… how could it come to this!”
For his sake, she would rather face danger alone.
He grew more certain that there was something hidden about what happened back then.
This demonic cultivator’s cultivation was unfathomably deep; he had no chance of winning at all.
After a moment of silence, Murong Yi left without looking back.
Su Yanqing gave a cold smile.
And Xie Qingxuan, standing to the side, had not said a word from beginning to end.
In truth, the man’s body was tense, his expression cold and stern, as if this scene had stirred something from his past.
In an instant, demonic qi overflowed, shrouding the entire cave.
The man’s eyes instantly turned blood-red, the veins on his body bulging out, hideous and terrifying.
『Xie Qingxuan has fallen into demonic possession ahead of time. Host, use the Cloud-Treading Boots to escape quickly.』
By the time the system warning sounded, it was already too late.
Su Yanqing was knocked unconscious by a chop of the hand, collapsing limply into the man’s arms.
Xie Qingxuan’s gaze swept inch by inch over the young girl’s skin.
Her long lashes were thick as feather fans, delicate and docile.
Her bright, clear eyes had lost their liveliness, like a broken doll to be manipulated at will.
Her extreme yin physique was the perfect vessel for receiving demonic qi.
Xie Qingxuan, having completely lost his reason, revealed unknown greed in the depths of his crimson, eerie eyes.
He wanted to wantonly torment the pure young girl in his arms, to disperse the raging demonic qi surging within him.
Then his brows furrowed tightly, the expression on his face shifting constantly, his chest heaving violently, as if he were struggling with all his might to restrain his impulses.
In the end, the demonic qi still gained the upper hand, and the man’s dazed eyes once again turned eerie.
He reached out both hands, gripping the girl’s slender waist tightly, and threw her onto the cold jade bed.
Just as he was about to pull open the girl’s sash, a fierce, resolute voice rang out in his consciousness.
“Xie Qingxuan, what are you doing!”
“Have you forgotten your parents’ teachings, the chieftain’s dying words? They sacrificed everything, placing great hopes on you – will you let them die with their eyes open in regret?”
“How is your behavior any different from those brutal, tyrannical demonic cultivators!”
No!
He, Xie Qingxuan, would rather have his body burst apart and die than become a despicable man!
A mighty suction force dragged his chaotic consciousness out of his sea of awareness.
It seemed some warm, sweet, fishy liquid was flowing from his mouth and nose.
He could hold on no longer and fell unconscious, collapsing to his knees beside the girl.
In his dazed haze, he seemed to hear the girl’s crisp cry of alarm.
“Oh my, why is he bleeding from all seven orifices? He’s not going to die, is he?”
A girl’s fragrance wafted over him, and a warm head rested on his chest.
A lazy tone came to his ear: “Tsk, truly a scourge lives a thousand years. My neck nearly got chopped off by him. I’ll set that matter aside for now – this debt, I need to collect first!”
A warm, fragrant breath drew closer and closer to him.
Could she be thinking of…?
Truly a bold, reckless woman.
Xie Qingxuan’s consciousness struggled fiercely; he used all his strength to try to open his eyes.
The image of the girl’s vivid, dripping lips suddenly flashed in his mind.
Yet what ultimately greeted him… was a resounding slap.
A crisp smack echoed through the cave, lingering endlessly.