Chapter 054: A Promise Worth a Thousand Gold
For a moment, Mo Qingxin stood frozen, her eyes fixed and in a daze. She must have misheard, right?
This person actually wanted to do *that* on top of her Soul Locking Crystal Coffin, right in front of her, with only a transparent layer of crystal separating him from her face and body… Could a humanoid creature even do such a thing?!
“You lunatic, an utter lunatic! Don’t you care at all about your reputation as a powerful cultivator in the Cultivation World?” Mo Qingxin gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with deep fear, as if a psychological shadow was about to be cast that would never fade.
Qin Gou said with disgust, “As if you’re particularly concerned about your reputation. Who was it that admitted they wanted to repay kindness with enmity just now? And now you’re acting like a great sage? Come, I’ll ‘nourish’ you.”
As he spoke, Qin Gou had already pulled his jade belt halfway down.
“No, stop!”
“Not stopping? Alright.”
“Don’t, stop!”
“Don’t stop? With pleasure.” Qin Gou casually tossed his jade belt elsewhere, an unconcealable air of heroic spirit and noble bearing about him. Those who knew understood he was about to “nourish” her, but those who didn’t might think he was about to go hunt tigers in the mountains or capture dragons in the sea.
“Fellow Daoist Qin!”
Mo Qingxin, flustered, rushed to the Soul Locking Crystal Coffin and grabbed Qin Gou’s left leg. If she were to suffer such an insult, she might as well die.
“You are the breeze of the floating world, the gentleman among gentlemen. Please, for the sake of your image in my heart, don’t do this. Recovering spiritual power? How simple, a mere trifle. I am willing a thousand, ten thousand times over, from the bottom of my heart!”
Qin Gou looked surprised and began to examine his pants repeatedly. “Such sweet words from your little mouth? Strange, nothing’s leaking.”
Mo Qingxin felt as if she had swallowed a fly. Her beautiful face was filled with a look of utter despair. “Is it because you are bound by the Spirit Oath that Fellow Daoist Qin intends to drive this humble one to death by angering me in this manner?”
Qin Gou chuckled dumbfoundedly. “I was just joking. Since you’ve already made the first concession, I naturally can’t go too far.”
He then leaped off the Soul Locking Crystal Coffin and gave Mo Qingxin a look, signaling that she could begin.
Mo Qingxin felt like crying but had no tears. She had suffered such a great grievance. The Realm Lord, the creator of countless beings in the Female Country, almost had her essence ‘infused’ right on the spot. Where could she even begin to explain this?
Before long, Qin Gou clearly felt an extremely gentle spiritual power flowing into his body. His Dantian, which had been severely depleted from using Heavenly Demon Unity, quickly began to fill up. The power of a Realm Lord was indeed the purest and most refined energy in this world.
“Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mo, for your generous gift.” Qin Gou cupped his fists politely and humbly.
Mo Qingxin squatted in front of the Soul Locking Crystal and her true body, hugging her knees, and said with a bitter smile, “Since Fellow Daoist Qin is satisfied, please let this humble one be alone for a while.”
“No problem.”
Qin Gou took out an exquisite Rouge Box from his embrace. It was Mu Man’er’s spatial artifact, which he had forgotten to return in his haste. It was useful now.
“I happen to have a secluded place here. You can use it as you please,” Qin Gou said, pointing to the Rouge Box with a gentle smile.
Mo Qingxin’s eyes trembled. She stared at Qin Gou in astonishment and blurted out, “You want to take my true body with you?!”
“Indeed.” Qin Gou nodded, quite frankly. “If the distance is too great, will it affect your absorption of that profound and mysterious power of faith and incense?”
“It will not.”
“Can this be considered harming your life, or damaging the Soul Locking Crystal?”
“Naturally, it cannot be.”
“Then, after all the effort I’ve put in these past few days, tirelessly working day and night to kill Wenkong and save your life, do I seem like someone who would mistreat his own?”
“You do not.”
“Do you understand completely now, Fellow Daoist?”
“I do.”
Qin Gou asked four questions in a row, and Mo Qingxin answered with a few words each time.
Then, Qin Gou levitated the Rouge Box spatial artifact in mid-air and, with a polite gesture and a warm smile, said, “Fellow Daoist, please.”
Mo Qingxin’s face turned pale, her tender red lips trembling slightly. “You’ve asked me so much. I only have one question for you, Fellow Daoist Qin: was all of this, including that Spirit Oath, something you had planned long ago?”
“Don’t call me ‘Fellow Daoist’ anymore; it sounds distant. My name is Qin Gou, as in the ‘gou’ from ‘Willing to take the bait’.”
“Qin Gou… I seem to have guessed why the great power within you was sealed.”
“Do tell?”
“A demon in the human world, one that the Heavenly Dao cannot tolerate!” Mo Qingxin cried out in grief and indignation, her face filled with unwillingness. This exclamation was a statement of blood and tears.
The next second, a fiery red figure vanished without a trace. The slender Soul Locking Crystal Coffin moved by itself without wind, slowly rising, and directly entered the Rouge Box in front of Qin Gou.
“So this coffin can also float? Although the speed is a bit slow, but…” Qin Gou’s expression gradually became more presumptuous. “It’s a bit unkind to keep pestering the same person to trick them, isn’t it?”
…
The moment Qin Gou stepped out of the Saint Ancestor Mausoleum, he was surrounded by people from the Female Country.
“The sinner Wenkong has been executed. This is the will of the Saint Ancestor.”
“Do you think you can dismiss us with just that one sentence?” A cultivator in the Dao Comprehension Realm stood high in the sky, his face cold. “What was going on with those women earlier? Why did they turn and attack Lord Wenkong all together at your command?”
The scene was tense. Qin Gou frowned, wondering if he should let Mo Qingxin out to help. Just then, a clear and pleasant, yet undeniably authoritative voice rang in everyone’s ears.
“Let him go first. I will decide this matter.”
Su Yuelu parted the crowd, her eyes moist as she looked at Qin Gou.
“Princess Yuelu, but…”
Su Yuelu took a deep breath. “This matter indeed involves secrets. Even I was involved. If you don’t trust him, can you not trust me, Su Yuelu? As for whether Wenkong was wrongly killed, I swear I will give the entire Female Country a satisfactory answer. If not, I will pay with my life, mine to pay personally!”
With that, no one dared to obstruct Qin Gou any further. He smiled warmly and walked calmly, completely ignoring the gleaming blades hidden in the surroundings.
He slowly approached the Princess of the Female Country and solemnly handed Su Yuelu a piece of inner armor.
For a moment, Su Yuelu could hold back no longer. Tears of excitement streamed from her bright eyes, which were already moist and hazy.
A promise worth a thousand gold, a word spoken is a deed done!
This was her mother’s inner armor, a relic she had dreamed of retrieving from her enemy’s hands. He had personally retrieved it alone.
Su Yuelu had not been present at the scene and couldn’t enter the mausoleum when she arrived. She had no idea what a heavy price he had paid to defeat Wenkong, but Qin Gou’s disheveled hair and disheveled clothing at this moment were a testament to it, hinting at the ferocity of the battle!
After all, Su Yuelu had lived for so many years and witnessed countless spellcasting battles. Even in life-and-death battles, she had rarely seen anyone lose their belt.
