My Immortal Master Forced Me to Go Undercover in the Demonic Sect – Chapter 371

Chapter 371: Chapter Thirteen: Operation
As an undercover agent, Ye Changsheng would not fall into the same trap twice.
Last time, it was his nervousness that prevented him from recognizing the sisters Luo Lihong and Luo Yingying immediately.
But this time was different. Ye Changsheng was a bit more cautious and offered a smile as he approached Luo Lihong.
If it were Luo Yingying, whose affection for him was already overflowing, she would have happily clung to him instead of responding shyly.
After all, he had been with Luo Yingying countless times, and in a strict sense, they already knew each other’s strengths and weaknesses in every way.
“What are you talking about? Changsheng, why are you suddenly mentioning my sister here?” Luo Lihong mimicked Luo Yingying’s tone.
Oh, you want to play pretend?
Ye Changsheng had not anticipated Luo Lihong suddenly impersonating his Younger Sister to approach him, whom she clearly disliked.
She had sworn to him during their last encounter that she would never harbor any illusions, so why was she acting this way now?
Ye Changsheng remained silent, accelerating the flow of spiritual power within his meridians in a cycle, which slightly enhanced his spiritual sense.
He discovered something: Luo Lihong was mobilizing spiritual power within her body, seemingly preparing to do something.
She probably planned to make him think she was Luo Yingying, then lower his guard, attack him, and then do lord knows what.
Woman, you are playing with fire, understand?
Fine, if you want to play, I’ll play with you.
Besides, your aunt agreed to sell you out.
Ye Changsheng had already decided to use a finishing move to utterly defeat Luo Lihong and simultaneously enrage her into a useless fury.
“Sorry, sorry, Yingying, I was just joking. Since it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other—”
Ye Changsheng grabbed Luo Lihong’s small hand, expertly pressing on an acupoint with his finger, rendering her momentarily sluggish.
“I’ll satisfy you.”
Then, in the next instant, Ye Changsheng seized the chance and kissed Luo Lihong directly on the face.
“—!!!”
Luo Lihong’s mind went blank, and she was stunned. This was an unprecedented shock for her.
She would never have imagined that her purity, her first kiss… would be stolen by the man before her!
Furthermore, Ye Changsheng continued to feign ignorance, even trying to pry open her teeth. This act further provoked Luo Lihong, and her body reacted instinctively.
“You bastard!!”
Ye Changsheng was pushed away and fell onto the bed.
Luo Lihong’s voice completely changed, and murderous intent surged within her. She jumped onto the bed and grabbed Ye Changsheng’s collar.
The enraged girl raised her hand, intending to strike him with a palm, it would be as simple as smashing a watermelon, turning Ye Changsheng’s head into mush.
However, her strike, filled with killing intent, ultimately stopped in front of Ye Changsheng.
“How dare you commit such a heinous act? You deserve to die!” Luo Lihong shouted. She was truly furious, never expecting Ye Changsheng to act this way.
“So you really are the Palace Mistress?” Ye Changsheng exclaimed in surprise.
“You, Cultivation Cauldron, you discovered it long ago, why did you still…”
Luo Lihong couldn’t finish her sentence, her face flushing crimson.
Humiliation! Utter humiliation!
She had her first kiss stolen by the man she hated the most, a kiss she had intended to keep for a lifetime and take to her grave.
“I believed the Palace Mistress’s words,” Ye Changsheng said pitifully.
Luo Lihong was choked to the point of speechlessness.
She indeed had no legitimate reason to kill Ye Changsheng directly, as she was the one who had been caught red-handed first.
“Palace Mistress, why were you impersonating the Young Palace Mistress?” Ye Changsheng asked.
Luo Lihong felt a pang of guilt, her gaze shifting. “I just wanted to test your feelings for Yingying. Now it seems ridiculous. You can’t even recognize her in person, it’s just false affection…”
“Palace Mistress, if you’re going to lie, you can look into my eyes. It’s more convincing if you look directly at me.”
Luo Lihong bit her lip, her anger growing. She met Ye Changsheng’s gaze again.
But the moment their eyes met, she immediately recalled the feeling of their kiss and her emotions became complicated, leaving her speechless.
“I, I… that…”
“It’s better to tell the truth, Palace Mistress. If you have any requests, I can listen carefully. After all, you are Yingying’s sister,” Ye Changsheng said.
However, he had to admit, being straddled by Luo Lihong didn’t feel very good.
“…Tsk, I must say, men like you are truly detestable. You can do such things without any qualms. I’m more convinced than ever that you’re a scumbag.”
Luo Lihong got off Ye Changsheng and deliberately put distance between them.
She didn’t want to be any closer to this man, but fate had other plans.
Now, Luo Lihong had no choice but to rely on this detestable man.
“Do you remember what happened last time?” Luo Lihong asked.
“That incident?” Ye Changsheng feigned ignorance, teasing her.
“What incident are you referring to?” Luo Lihong’s cheek twitched. “Down there, I couldn’t bear the Pain of the Heartbreak Flower, and then… you and I…”
The girl’s voice grew softer and softer, like a mosquito’s, as this was an extremely embarrassing and utterly unacceptable disgrace for her.
Ye Changsheng said, “I don’t remember.”
“What did you say?!”
Ye Changsheng said pitifully, “Palace Mistress, didn’t you tell me to forget about it? Why are you bringing it up again?”
“This, this is… Dammit!!!”
If she had any choice, Luo Lihong would never have sought out Ye Changsheng, nor would she have relied on him.
But there was no other way. No other way at all.
“Ye Changsheng, you Cultivation Cauldron, you’re actually somewhat useful. Your physique is different from others, you can withstand the Pain of the Heartbreak Flower. You, you can be of service.”
Ye Changsheng understood. Luo Lihong wanted to use him to share the ferocious spiritual power of the Heartbreak Flower, so she wouldn’t fall into qi deviation again.
Good heavens, she really saw him as a Cultivation Cauldron!
It was just that Luo Lihong was too embarrassed to ask directly, so she impersonated his Younger Sister earlier, hoping to lower his guard and then use some Sorcery to control him.
Alas, what a pity, Ye Changsheng counterattacked and took control.
“Well? Answer me!?” Luo Lihong’s voice was almost forced out, reluctant, and she didn’t even want to discuss it further.
“It doesn’t matter to me. Since it’s the Palace Mistress’s request, I will certainly help.”
“You…”
But is this really okay?” Ye Changsheng leaned a bit closer. “If we do this, I’ll be betraying Yingying.”
“That… is unavoidable,” Luo Lihong lowered her head.
But she was nearing her limit.
Ye Changsheng was indeed a very useful Cultivation Cauldron. By unleashing the unrefined spiritual power within her into him, she could at least ensure she wouldn’t die from spiritual power expansion and explode her Spiritual Sea before achieving her goal.
Luo Lihong had tried other methods, but none of them worked. It seemed only Ye Changsheng could withstand the transfer of this spiritual power from the Heartbreak Flower.
“Those are just excuses,” Ye Changsheng said.
“This is a helpless choice for Yingying’s sake…”
“Classic. That’s obviously a scumbag’s line,” Ye Changsheng sneered dismissively. “Palace Mistress, if you call me a scumbag, I’ll accept it. I can be honest, but if you want to play, can you be a little more honest?”
Luo Lihong felt a prickle of unease. She had always made her decisions and taken her actions without needing anyone’s approval or consent.
Why, today, did she have to be looked down upon by Ye Changsheng?
“Oh, fine. This is my request. Be my Cultivation Cauldron, Ye Changsheng. You are not allowed to refuse. This is a command from the Wuhua Palace Mistress, and has nothing to do with Luo Yingying,” Luo Lihong said coldly.
She was controlling her emotions, not letting him dictate the pace.
So what if Luo Yingying found out? At worst, she would only resent or hate her.
Would she be hesitant and sabotage her plan just because of these petty worries?
Ye Changsheng was somewhat surprised by Luo Lihong’s statement. “Alright. Since it’s the Palace Mistress’s command, I have no choice but to obey.”
“Good that you know.”
“Palace Mistress, you are indeed quite imperious.”
“Naturally.”
“Then don’t regret it.”
“I won’t regret it,” Luo Lihong began to undress.
…
Although it was called Cultivation Together, it was slightly different in that they did not penetrate.
Even though the effect was significantly reduced, it was still useful.
Luo Lihong felt pleasure, but Ye Changsheng was in great Pain.
…
The Cultivation Together ended.
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.”
Just like last time, Ye Changsheng cried out in pain.
“Humph, Is that all?”
Although Luo Lihong’s tone sounded fierce, her face was still flushed with embarrassment. She turned around, refusing to look at Ye Changsheng, and quickly put on her clothes.
Just like last time, they ended up hugging.
Before, Luo Lihong had been lost in the agony, so she hadn’t absorbed much.
This time, she finally noticed that Ye Changsheng’s physique was very sturdy, quite different from her impression of him being thin.
No wonder her younger sister liked him so much.
At least in terms of appearance, he was truly impeccable.
“The Palace Mistress speaks with such boldness after putting on her Skirt,” Ye Changsheng shrugged.
“Are you mocking me?” Luo Lihong glanced at Ye Changsheng.
“How dare I.”
Ye Changsheng didn’t expect Luo Lihong to fall for his taunt, getting all worked up.
Now it was bad. One led to two, two to three, and three to…
It seemed he couldn’t escape becoming Luo Lihong’s personal Cultivation Cauldron, and there would likely be many more times in the future.
These Luo sisters were quite interesting, in every sense of the word.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock on the door made Ye Changsheng and Luo Lihong both flinch, their scalps tingling.
Immediately, a voice they least wanted to hear at that moment followed.
“Changsheng, I heard you’re back. Are you in your room?” Luo Yingying asked cheerfully.
Ye Changsheng frowned and replied loudly, “I’m not here!”
“Hmph, do you take me for a three-year-old? Trying to fool me? I’m coming in.” Luo Yingying pushed the door open and walked right in.