Chapter 0: 29. Wench, Wench Wants to See You
Qiu Qianyue is dead? And she was killed by the ten daughters of esteemed families she had tamed? Impossible.
This indebted wench disliked killing from a young age. Instead, she was exceptionally gifted in all sorts of movement techniques and evasion arts. She mastered the undisputed foremost divine movement cultivation technique in the world, the 《Divine Footwork Technique》, to an uncanny degree. She could even slap a Dharma Aspect True Person across the face and immediately escape, leaving them utterly helpless. Even if one day her master were to kick the bucket, she would never be in trouble.
There must be a secret behind this.
Ren Tianxing keenly noticed that the Cult Master’s complexion had been fluctuating from red to white since moments ago. Now, his face was ghastly pale, an unusually sickly green. If it went on any longer, it would probably put rainbows out of business. He immediately inquired with concern, “Cult Master, are you alright? Why does your complexion look so terrible?”
“I’m fine,” Qin Gou took a deep breath, calming himself. “You all may leave. This seat merely suddenly remembered that I promised to accompany Little Chair more today. Dharma Protector Ren knows this. Having cultivated for such a long time, it’s about time this seat had an offspring.”
Ren Tianxing was taken aback and asked in surprise, “Cult Master, it’s still daytime.”
Qin Gou chuckled indifferently, “You all are putting in so much effort to strategize for this seat’s mortal transformation stage. How could I possibly waste time and not try harder before leaving the Demonic Cult next time? The path of bloodline inheritance is long and arduous.”
With that, Qin Gou, hands behind his back, turned and left.
Ren Tianxing gazed at Qin Gou’s departing back with admiration, lost in thought, “To be able to speak of seducing women so elegantly and refreshingly, he truly is worthy of being the Purple Extreme Demon Lord.”
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A certain place.
A beautiful young girl with shoulder-length short hair, dressed in snow-white robes, suddenly covered her carved jade-like pretty face with a pure white silk undergarment and took a deep breath.
“Disgusting!”
Furious, Qiu Qianyue threw the undergarment away. Immediately, a deep sense of disbelief welled up in her captivating peach blossom eyes. She muttered to herself, “What’s happening to this Female Hero? Why do I suddenly have no interest in women at all? Even Sister Duo’er’s undergarment doesn’t bring me joy; I even feel disgusted by it.”
“This isn’t the real me at all!”
Footsteps sounded.
A tall man wearing a bamboo hat to conceal his face said, his voice filled with uncontrollable amusement, “Perfume Stealing Demoness, are you not used to this kind of taste?”
“M-man…”
Qiu Qianyue stared intently at the man before her, her breathing suddenly quickening. Then, she panicked and exclaimed, “W-what’s going on? My heart is beating so fast! This is the feeling of excitement I used to get only when I saw attractive female cultivators. This Female Hero is actually getting emotional over a man? Ridiculous… This is absolutely impossible!”
“Heh heh, so you still can’t get used to it? This is perfect. As long as you obediently hand over the 《Divine Footwork Technique》 manual, this young master will show great mercy and let you vent to your heart’s content! It doesn’t hurt to tell you that only after reaching the pinnacle of pleasure with a man multiple times will you be able to return to normal. And you certainly can’t achieve such an unparalleled delight alone.” The man in the bamboo hat leered, gently resting his right hand on his belt.
This action made Qiu Qianyue blush furiously, almost losing herself. She was about to succumb but clearly realized her current psychological state was extremely bizarre. Gritting her teeth, she shouted, “Get lost, you damn scum! You think you’re worthy? Even if I have to vent, this Female Hero won’t make it easy for you. If I must choose, it can only be you, you…”
Her words cut off mid-sentence. Qiu Qianyue stomped her foot, and instantly, a fragrant white lotus bloomed, her figure vanishing without a trace.
The man in the bamboo hat burst into laughter, “Run? Can you escape? Moreover, a renowned nymphomaniac like you, Qiu Qianyue, won’t be able to last long before you obediently kneel before me, begging.”
Hiding inside a natural tree hole, Qiu Qianyue dejectedly forced a smile, “Indeed, I can’t get out.”
Her fair and tender fists slammed against the inner wall of the tree. Qiu Qianyue seemed to have lost her composure. The “little crybaby” whom Qin Gou once described as having “tears worth less than a penny” finally sobbed uncontrollably, tears gushing like a spring, “I promised my master I would return to Arc-Moon Mountain as soon as possible and be a good person. Now I’m trapped here. Master must think I’m deceiving him again. This indebted wench doesn’t want to make Master sad anymore… Damn it, I deserve to die!”
After crying with shame and self-reproach for a while, Qiu Qianyue suddenly realized a very grim problem.
Whenever she encountered a crisis she couldn’t resolve, her beloved master would always descend like a divine weapon, shielding her behind his towering figure. Just like before, Master had completely eradicated the lingering nightmare in her heart, the “Heartless One”…
“But this time, if Master really rushes here in time, even though this indebted wench will be safely rescued, with this indebted wench’s current, almost perverted obsession… Master, he’ll be at a great loss!” As if suddenly falling into some imagined scene, Qiu Qianyue’s delicate shoulders trembled. She touched the short hair that someone had personally cut for her, her pretty face flushing crimson. A deep longing surged in her peach blossom eyes, “Master… No! Qin Gou, where are you? This indebted wench really wants to, really wants to lick… see you.”
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Inside Zhao Xinting’s bedchamber in the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect.
“I’m not eating anymore, I really can’t eat any more. If this continues, Little Chair will explode like a bouncy ball.”
Yi Chengying was surrounded by a group of attendants in colorful dresses, her small mouth stuffed with all sorts of spirit fruits.
Whenever she threw a tantrum, all the attendants would kneel down, pleading and pestering her endlessly.
“You all may leave.” At this moment, Qin Gou entered the bedchamber, waving his sleeve to dismiss all the attendants.
Yi Chengying immediately stood up, her small face contorted in a pained expression, and said with extreme grievance, “Lord Qin, you’ve finally arrived. I couldn’t find you the day before yesterday and yesterday. Little Chair thought I wouldn’t see you again before I die.”
Qin Gou asked inexplicably, “What does Little Chair mean by that? Did those attendants abuse you?”
“Don’t they!” Yi Chengying put her hands on her hips and said indignantly, “Those naughty girls kept stuffing Little Chair with a bunch of strange spirit fruits and tonics, saying that after eating these, if Little Chair gets pregnant, it would be very beneficial for the Demon Lord’s child. Little Chair had no choice but to eat them to avoid exposing myself! But how could Little Chair be pregnant? With such great nourishment, Little Chair feels like every pore of my body is radiating spiritual light and precious energy. Even when I relieve myself, a flock of little birds will be attracted, chirping incessantly outside!”
Qin Gou couldn’t help but wave his hand, “Don’t worry, they won’t dare to treat you like this again soon.”
“Lord Qin, are you planning to issue a command yourself, forbidding them from forcing Little Chair to take tonics anymore?”
“No, this seat has decided to temporarily hand over the management of the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect to you.” Qin Gou shrugged and smiled faintly.
“What?”
Yi Chengying covered her small mouth in surprise, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief, “How can this be? Little Chair doesn’t have this ability!”
“There’s no other way. After all, this seat has an urgent matter now and must immediately travel to Das Province. It’s a matter of life and death, so I must go.” Qin Gou’s expression was serious.
“Can’t Lord Qin take Little Chair with you? Little Chair’s biggest mission on this trip is to protect Lord Qin personally.” Yi Chengying blinked her watery eyes and asked cautiously.
Qin Gou shook his head and chuckled, “This seat isn’t going to some remote area of Das Province. I’ll be directly infiltrating Prestigious Orthodox Sects like the Sword Questioning Sect and the Dark Holy Land. Are you, the Lone Shadow Saintess of the renowned Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace, who is listed on various kill lists, truly daring to go?”
“As long as it doesn’t cause trouble for Lord Qin, Little Chair dares to go!” Yi Chengying’s beautiful eyes shone with determination.
“I fear that once you go, it will be difficult to return. This is not a joke,” Qin Gou said with a wry smile. “Moreover, this seat might need the manpower of the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect. Leaving you here to mobilize troops and commanders will also be of great help to me. As long as you can give me a drop of your blood, I can easily contact you in your dreams.”
Hearing this, Yi Chengying unhesitatingly used her spiritual power to extract a drop of blood, placed it in a small porcelain bottle, and presented it to Qin Gou with both hands. “But, can Little Chair’s cultivation truly command the respect of the disciples in the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect? Little Chair comes from the Mystic Maiden Raksha Palace, and no matter what, I’m an outsider. It’s impossible for me to command the disciples like you do.”
“Don’t worry. Seeing this item is like seeing the Cult Master himself. Furthermore, Qishuang Wench will also come to the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect soon to help you maintain order.” Saying this, Qin Gou took out the Purple Extreme Token from his Nas ring and showed it to Yi Chengying.
Little Chair bit her red lip and, after a moment of hesitation, took the Purple Extreme Token. Her clear, beautiful eyes sparkled, “Lord Qin, the Dharma Protector said before that this Purple Extreme Token isn’t just a symbol of status; it contains the source of the spirit oaths of countless disciples of the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect. With this, Little Chair can control the life and death of countless disciples of the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect with a single thought.”
Qin Gou nodded and smiled, “That’s right. With this Purple Extreme Token, even if your cultivation realm is not comparable to Dharma Protectors Ren Tianxing and Xu Changhan, or the several elders, you command the lives of countless elite disciples of the Purple Extreme Demonic Sect, which is enough to deter them into obeying your orders.”
“Mhm, Little Chair knows. But this item is too important; are you truly at ease giving it to Little Chair so easily?” Yi Chengying’s bright eyes held a hint of tenderness as she gazed intently into Qin Gou’s eyes.
Qin Gou spread his hands and said with a faint smile, “Little Chair, just say what you want to say. There’s no need to beat around the bush with this seat.”
Hearing this, Yi Chengying pursed her small lips and smiled, “Only Lord Qin knows me best.”
“Little Chair actually just wants to ask, with this Purple Extreme Token, practically the entire Purple Extreme Demonic Sect is under Little Chair’s control. Aren’t you the least bit worried that after Little Chair experiences such unparalleled power, her temperament will change drastically, and she will betray you, Lord Qin?” As she spoke, Yi Chengying quickly put the Purple Extreme Token into her Nas ring, her smile full of playful amusement, like a mischievous little fox.
