If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

"even……"

"Take back double the amount."

Yu Jianhuan shivered.

The overwhelming fear that gripped me last night surged back into my heart.

She looked at Mo Chengyue as if he were a demon god in human skin.

"Remember what I said."

Mo Chengyue straightened up, clapped his hands, and completed a trivial transaction.

"Go out this door."

"We are just ordinary senior and junior classmates."

Nothing happened last night.

"besides……"

Mo Chengyue paused at the door.

He didn't turn around, but left behind a cold warning.

"Don't contact me privately anymore."

"I'm very busy."

"What if our fellow disciples misunderstand and think we're having some kind of special relationship..."

"I'll be very troubled."

"After all, I'm still an honest person who yearns for pure love."

Done.

A "click" sound.

The door closed.

Yu Jianhuan was left alone, sitting blankly on the bed.

Longing for pure love?

Honest man?

"fraud!"

"You big liar!"

Yu Jianhuan gritted her teeth, grabbed a pillow, and slammed it hard against the door.

But the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

In that smile.

With a mixture of shame and pride.

Four points left... a secret joy that even she dared not admit.

"Peak of late-stage Foundation Establishment..."

She clenched her fist, feeling the explosive power.

"No matter who you are."

"Whether you're a devil or a god."

"That thigh..."

"I'm determined to have you!"

Outside.

Mo Chengyue hummed an unknown tune as he walked briskly down the corridor.

"I feel great."

"This is a huge profit."

"Not only did I consolidate my cultivation, but I also got a max-level fighter upgraded for free."

"Where is this supposed to be a battlefield between immortals and demons?"

"This is clearly my playground."

He stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"However, you'll have to be more careful next time."

"The complementary model of this Yin-Yang Virtue Harmony Classic has a powerful staying power."

"It almost dragged me down with it."

"Be prudent, we must be prudent."

Just then.

A fiery red figure suddenly appeared at the corner ahead.

That iconic pipa, that alluring figure walking barefoot.

The Holy Maiden, Lin Miaoyin.

The two met unexpectedly.

Mo Chengyue's smile vanished instantly.

In a second, I switch back to "I'm a coward" mode.

He stood against the wall, head bowed and back, barely daring to breathe.

"Greetings, Holy Maiden Senior Sister!"

Lin Miaoyin stopped in her tracks.

Her beautiful eyes swept over Mo Chengyue.

A hint of doubt flashed across his brow.

"On your body..."

"Why does it smell like... a vixen?"

Mo Chengyue's heart skipped a beat.

broken!

I haven't showered!

"Replying to...replying to Senior Sister..."

Mo Chengyue's mind raced, and he looked aggrieved.

"Just now, Senior Sister Yu insisted on dragging me to try the medicine."

"They say it's a newly developed product called 'Lingfengzui'."

"This disciple almost didn't make it back alive."

Upon hearing this, Lin Miaoyin's eyes flashed with disgust.

"That slut."

"All they do all day is engage in these crooked and unethical practices."

She snorted coldly, ignored Mo Chengyue, and left.

The fleeting moment when we brushed past each other.

She caught a faint, strangely familiar scent mixed with Yu Jianhuan's fragrance on Mo Chengyue... a scent that she inexplicably disliked.

The smell of that fat bastard.

Lin Miaoyin stopped in her tracks.

The tone left no room for argument.

"Let me check it."

The corridor was very quiet.

Lin Miaoyin's stunningly beautiful face was right in front of him.

Her nostrils twitched slightly.

It is the last trace left by the hunting dog in identifying its prey.

Mo Chengyue felt the cold sweat on his back had soaked through the Vajra Talisman vest.

He could even smell the signature datura fragrance emanating from Lin Miaoyin.

But to his nose, the aroma now smelled only of death.

"This taste..."

Lin Miaoyin narrowed her captivating phoenix eyes slightly.

The depths of her once alluring pupils now gleamed with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.

That is pure Yang energy.

Although it was mostly masked by Yu Jianhuan's strong, pungent scent of cosmetics.

But that unique aura that made her grit her teeth in hatred every time she woke up in the middle of the night.

She would never admit her mistake.

"That fat bastard..."

Lin Miaoyin's voice was frighteningly low.

Every word was like a shard of ice squeezed out from between his teeth.

Mo Chengyue's heart jumped into his throat.

He pressed himself tightly against the cold cabin walls.

He crossed his arms over his chest, looking like a coward about to pee his pants in fear.

"Saint...Saintess Senior Sister..."

"What fat man are you talking about?"

"I am Mo Chengyue, the gatekeeper of Qingquan Peak..."

"I really don't know any fat guy."

Mo Chengyue's voice was choked with sobs, and his legs trembled rhythmically.

His acting was completely natural.

Even the corners of his eyes were stained with two crocodile tears from fright.

"Shut up."

Lin Miaoyin coldly interrupted him.

She simply didn't believe it.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

This is the belief that has kept her alive until now in a place like the Hehuan Sect, where people devour each other without spitting out the bones.

"Whether they're accomplices or not, a soul search will tell."

Lin Miaoyin revealed a cruel smile.

Her well-maintained, slender hand suddenly reached out.

On your fingertips.

The pink spiritual energy surged wildly, transforming into five fierce claw shadows.

They went straight for Mo Chengyue's crown chakra.

Without any hesitation.

This is the style of the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect.

Even on one's own flying boat, killing a few outer disciples one doesn't like is no more than crushing an ant.

Mo Chengyue's pupils suddenly contracted.

His right hand, hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe, instantly grasped an earth-yellow talisman.

That's a "Substitute Puppet Talisman".

As soon as that claw lands.

He would immediately detonate the talisman, creating chaos.

Then, using the "Moon Shadow Illusion Pendant," you can instantly teleport out of the flying boat.

Even if it means living a life of wandering, it's better than being turned into an idiot by having your soul searched on the spot.

"Let's give it our all!"

Just as Mo Chengyue was about to overturn the table, at the critical moment...

A crimson light suddenly shone at the end of the corridor.

That was the light of a sword.

Intensely hot.

overbearing.

It carried a resolute determination to burn everything.

"laugh--"

The sound of sword energy piercing the air was sharp and shrill.

It was like a bolt of lightning descending from the sky, precisely cutting between the two of them.

Lin Miaoyin's expression changed slightly.

The hand that was about to touch Mo Chengyue's forehead suddenly withdrew.

A few strands of her jet-black hair drifted down from her ears.

Before it even landed, it was instantly vaporized by the terrifying heat in mid-air.

"boom!"

The sword energy struck the black iron wooden floor in front of Mo Chengyue.

It left behind a deep, bottomless, charred sword mark.

The pink claw shadow that was originally reaching for Mo Chengyue's crown was directly shredded by this fierce sword intent.

The aftershocks lingered.

This forced Lin Miaoyin to take two steps back.

Her stunningly beautiful face instantly turned frosty.

"Who?"

Lin Miaoyin suddenly turned her head to look in the direction from which the sword energy was coming.

There.

A tall and slender figure was slowly walking towards them.

A sharp, black outfit accentuated his powerful physique.

Her high ponytail swayed gently as she walked.

He was carrying a long sword that was still radiating heat.

Qin Wanzhuang.

Second Senior Sister of Qingquan Peak.

She is also the woman Mo Chengyue least wants to mess with in this world, but at this moment he most wants to cling to her leg and cry for help.

"Where did this stray cat come from?"

Qin Wanzhuang walked up to Mo Chengyue.

She didn't even glance at Mo Chengyue, but stared coldly at Lin Miaoyin.

Those narrow eyes were filled with undisguised disdain.