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

"Xie Buci! You son of a bitch! If this recording stone gets out, I'll never forgive you!"

At the edge of the Fallen Soul Swamp, a yellowish-brown afterimage frantically darted through the bushes as if its rear end were on fire.

As Mo Chengyue ran, he touched his collar with lingering fear.

so close!

Almost there!

He was so close to losing his innocence to that "germaphobe" senior sister!

"Is there not a single normal person on Qingquan Peak?"

Mo Chengyue was filled with grief and indignation.

A master who enjoys having romantic relationships with his disciples and even throws his disciples into a pit.

A senior disciple whose mind is full of lewd nonsense and who loves to watch the drama unfold.

The second senior sister has severe mysophobia and insists on "bathing" people when she is poisoned.

There's also a junior apprentice who pretends to be mute but extorts money from others at crucial moments.

"I can't live like this anymore! I want to leave the sect! I want to go home!"

Mo Chengyue ran for dozens of miles in one breath, and only when he confirmed that the terrifying sword energy was not chasing him did he dare to stop under a crooked tree to catch his breath.

All he wanted to do now was find a crack in the ground to crawl into and survive until the Apocalypse Trial ended.

Even being a completely invisible "Voldemort" is better than repeatedly jumping around in a battlefield of carnage.

however.

Murphy's Law tells us that when you feel extremely unlucky, fate usually gives you a super boost.

"You bitch! Go away! Why aren't you running anymore?"

"Weren't you usually so aloof? Didn't you always seem so pure and unapproachable?"

A sharp, sarcastic curse, accompanied by a burst of spiritual energy, came from the dense forest ahead.

Mo Chengyue's lips twitched.

isn't it?

I just wanted to find a toilet... no, a safe house to hide in, and I still run into the plot?

He instinctively wanted to take a detour.

This kind of drama, which looks like a "female-oriented catfight" or "school bullying" scenario, is most likely to cause trouble.

But as soon as he took a step, he caught a glimpse of a familiar white figure through the gaps in the leaves.

The man, covered in blood, lay sprawled in the mud.

Although his hair was disheveled and covered half his face, his spine remained straight even in dire straits, and there was the Jade Spirit Sword broken in two.

Su Qingying?!

now.

Her condition was extremely poor, and her spiritual energy was almost completely depleted.

Surrounding her were four female cultivators dressed in the inner sect attire of the Hehuan Sect.

The leader was none other than Zhao Ji, who was known for her jealousy and malice.

Zhao Ji, dressed in a gaudy bright red dress, stepped on Su Qingying's hand, which had been holding a sword but was now covered in blood, and crushed it forcefully.

"Well……"

Su Qingying was in so much pain that she was covered in cold sweat, but she bit her pale lips tightly and didn't utter a sound.

Those cold eyes were filled with humiliation and resentment.

"You dare glare at me?"

Zhao Ji was enraged by that look.

She crouched down, her long fingernails lifting Su Qingying's chin, a twisted pleasure on her face.

"Junior Sister Su, everyone says you are a breath of fresh air in our Hehuan Sect, rising above the mud unsullied."

"You say you're keeping yourself pure for the sake of the sword, but even our Holy Son wouldn't deign to listen to you."

Zhao Ji suddenly laughed, a sinister laugh.

"But, senior sister, I heard... your virginity mark seems to have disappeared?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

The henchmen, who had been watching the show, suddenly widened their eyes in surprise.

Mo Chengyue, who was hiding in the bushes, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Holy crap?!

How did this mess end up happening to me?!

Su Qingying's pupils contracted sharply, and her already pale face instantly lost all color.

"You...you're talking nonsense..."

"nonsense?"

Zhao Ji gave a cold laugh.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll know once we get it checked."

"Sizzle—!"

A sharp, tearing sound.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Ji tore open the sleeve of Su Qingying's right arm.

Large swaths of snow-white skin were exposed to the air.

The spot where the virginity mark should have been applied was now completely smooth.

Empty.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Immediately following was a burst of shrill laughter.

"Oh my god! It's really gone!"

"Hahaha! That's hilarious! Is this what they call pure and innocent?"

"So she's just a used woman who's been played with long ago! What's with all the pretense?"

Zhao Ji laughed so hard she almost cried.

"Su Qingying, Su Qingying, you've finally met your match?"

"Come on, tell your senior sister, who is that wild man? Is he some menial disciple? Or just some stray dog?"

Su Qingying closed her eyes.

Two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

That was a humiliation more painful than death.

Her chastity was taken by a mysterious person on that night when she was possessed by a demon.

That was her lifelong nightmare.

It was also the shame she desperately tried to wash away through her cultivation.

But now, this scar has been torn open, bloodily, in front of everyone.

In the grass.

Mo Chengyue felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

It’s over.

Barbie Q is here.

If this matter blows up, Su Qingying only needs to briefly describe the physical characteristics or the aura of the person who "stole her innocence"...

His identity as a mysterious person was quickly investigated by Su Qingying's admirers.

Once exposed, he will not only face Su Qingying's pursuit, but also the sect's judgment.

the most important is……

If his second senior sister found out that he was "messing around" outside, she would probably throw him into the alchemy furnace to "sterilize" him!

"no."

"We can't let this crazy woman keep asking questions."

Mo Chengyue took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening.

save people?

No, this is self-preservation!

But we absolutely cannot reveal our true appearance!

Mo Chengyue's eyes darted around, and his gaze fell on a puddle of mud next to him.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed two large handfuls of mud, and smeared it on his face and neck without any hesitation.

Then, he took out several tattered pieces of armor from his storage bag, haphazardly put them on, and stuffed himself into the shape of a bloated fat man.

At last.

He adjusted his voice, straining his throat to produce a hoarse, raspy voice as if he had phlegm in his mouth.

Everything is ready.

……

In the field.

Zhao Ji was preparing to further humiliate Su Qingying, and even took out a photo stone to record this moment.

Sudden.

"call out--"

A frivolous and vulgar whistle broke the heavy atmosphere.

"Yo yo yo!"

"You fairies, you're having quite a bit of fun!"

The bushes swayed.

A fat monk, covered in mud, bloated like a pig, and swaying as he walked, swaggered out.

He was still toying with a foxtail grass in his hand, and his small eyes, which were covered in mud and reduced to slits, exuded a greasy and lewd aura that was nauseating.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"How could I miss out on such a great opportunity as tearing clothes?"

"Mind adding me? I may be fat, but I'm good in bed!"

This appearance.

It completely baffled everyone in the room.

Zhao Ji took two steps back in disgust.

"Where did this ugly monster come from? Get out of here!"

"Don't rush."

Mo Chengyue chuckled, patting his mud-covered belly with his large hand, causing the fat to jiggle.

"I feel sorry for this fairy in white, how about... I have her?"

"I want to take her back as my bandit queen, hehehe..."

Su Qingying opened her eyes.

Looking at the filthy, vulgar fat man in front of him, he felt a wave of nausea wash over him.

This is... the person who wanted to save her?

No.

This is clearly another scoundrel taking advantage of the chaos!

"court death!"

Zhao Ji was completely enraged.

When has she, a cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, ever been harassed by such trash?