Chapter 0: Approaching Storm (Bonus Chapter)
With great reluctance, Qin Gou bid farewell to Gu Feiyan and finally boarded Gu Caihe’s large Spirit Boat, soaring into the sky towards the Palace Lord of the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace.
Gu Caihe briefly introduced Qin Gou’s background to everyone before entering the Spirit Boat’s interior to rest, surrounded by a group of maids.
On the Spirit Boat, there were many unfamiliar faces, but also some familiar ones that surprised Qin Gou.
“Qin Yue? When did you change your name, you guy.” Chi Yu, with his red hair, leaned against the edge of the Spirit Boat and looked at Qin Gou.
Qin Gou walked over slowly, spreading his hands. “It doesn’t hurt to use a few different names when traveling. As for you, why are you also heading to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace? That’s what surprises me the most.”
Chi Yu looked lifeless and said mechanically, “Hmph, of course, it’s because I, the great young master Chi Yu Chao, am irrepressible and unstoppable. I’m going to teach those ignorant and seductive women of the Mystic Maiden Palace a lesson and let them witness the heroic spirit of the men of Blood Drinking Slope.”
As he spoke, tears streamed down Chi Yu’s rugged face uncontrollably.
Qin Gou patted his shoulder with a look of embarrassment. “How long have you been memorizing that line?”
“Damn it! I’m so angry. I really don’t know what my old dad was thinking. Why is a grown woman like me going to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace? Isn’t this pushing me into a fire pit?” Chi Yu said through gritted teeth, tears streaming down his face.
Qin Gou gave a dry cough and said, “Miss Chi Yu, if I speak the truth, it might be a little harsh, but from top to bottom, the only thing you have left that’s like a woman is your mind.”
“So what! I’m still a maiden, how can I go to a place like that? How will I get married if this gets out!”
“You still want to get married?!” Qin Gou exclaimed in shock.
Chi Yu glared at Qin Gou fiercely. “What, is that not allowed? It’s not like I’m asking *you* to marry me, why are you making such a fuss? Are you looking down on me?”
Qin Gou dared not continue the topic and quickly changed the subject. “Since you’re so unwilling to go to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace, why not let your older brother temporarily take control of your body and disguise himself to look more like a man? Anyway, we’re not going to the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace to be cauldrons, so it won’t be exposed.”
“Or perhaps, the matter of who controls the body isn’t something you can decide on your own.”
“You’re right, it’s random. It’s related to our Natal Spirit Tools. There’s no way to interfere manually; it’s possible that my brother will take over in the next second.” Chi Yu shook her head helplessly. “Besides, even if I could let my brother take over, I wouldn’t do it, especially since you’re here! I don’t want you to defile my brother and the body that originally belonged to me! I’m still a child.”
“What nonsense?” Qin Gou was so angry he almost choked. Not to be outdone, he retorted, “A little brat as dry and skinny as a twig, as if anyone would want that.”
“Pfft, it’s just that you don’t appreciate it.” Chi Yu rolled her eyes at Qin Gou with extreme disdain.
“You don’t understand anything. I’m a gentleman; those who appreciate that are criminals!”
Inside the soaring walls of the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace.
Ye Qishuang closed her eyes comfortably. A beautiful woman in a hundred-flower dress was carefully and respectfully pressing on her shoulders.
“Palace Lord, do you think Little Chair’s technique has improved recently?” the girl in the hundred-flower dress, who called herself ‘Little Chair,’ asked with a sweet smile.
Ye Qishuang slightly parted her red lips and said calmly, “It’s alright, but it’s still far from mine.”
“Of course, everyone knows that your massage technique was once highly praised by even the Demon Master.” Little Chair seized the opportunity to flatter her.
Upon hearing this, a hint of reminiscence flickered in Ye Qishuang’s bright and beautiful eyes, and she said with a hint of bitterness, “Sometimes, I really wish I could see my Esteemed Master again, watching him enjoy my massage and fall asleep, yet I dare not.”
This time, Little Chair wisely did not respond.
After a moment of silence.
Ye Qishuang’s small hands, as flawless as fine jade, lightly pressed her smooth forehead. She said with some confusion, “It’s really strange, Little Chair. Why do you think I’ve been so uneasy these past few days, with a feeling of impending storm? But I possess Dharma Aspect Realm cultivation and am one of the top experts in the Cultivation World. A single word from me can decide the fate of countless people. What kind of threat could make my heart race like this?”
“Little Chair thinks that Palace Lord is overthinking it. Even if some incredibly powerful figure wanted to trouble you, even if their strength was comparable to yours, wouldn’t they have to consider that you have the Purple Extreme Demon, who is like a brother to you, standing by your side? Not to mention the one from Arc-Moon Mountain,” Little Chair said gently in an attempt to comfort her.
Ye Qishuang nodded her head. “I hope so. By the way, how is the matter that Little Box was tasked with? Judging by the time, she should be on her way back to the palace by now, right?”
Little Chair smiled brightly. “I checked the token left by Sister Caihe earlier, and it indicates she will be back soon.”
“Once that batch of disciples arrives, I will personally inspect them.” Ye Qishuang gave Little Chair a satisfied look before suddenly extending her slender hand. “Have you been cultivating diligently recently?”
“Little Chair obeys the Palace Lord’s orders; how could I dare to be lazy?” For some unknown reason, the smile on Little Chair’s face vanished instantly, and she replied very seriously.
“Then come here. It’s time for me to cultivate too.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Little Chair obediently knelt at Ye Qishuang’s feet, lowering her head.
Ye Qishuang lightly placed her small hand on Little Chair’s head. Instantly, a suction-like force seemed to emanate from Ye Qishuang’s fair palm, causing Little Chair’s long, silky hair to float and dance strangely. Throughout this, Little Chair kept her eyes closed, remained motionless, and showed no signs of pain on her face.
A moment later, Ye Qishuang withdrew her hand, extended her plum-like tongue, and alluringly licked her red lips. Her peerless face became even more radiant.
Meanwhile, Little Chair, who was still kneeling at Ye Qishuang’s feet, looked listless. Her small face was pale, as if she hadn’t slept for days, showing extreme fatigue.
“You little imp, are you still pretending? I’ll really worry about you,” Ye Qishuang said, giving Little Chair a playful glare.
Only then did Little Chair quickly get up with a smile, but her pretty little face was still a bit pale, and she had lost the liveliness she had earlier.
