Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Leng Ruyu sat silently in the courtyard, gradually calming down.

She slowly released the tightly held talisman, the warmth at her fingertips seemingly still lingering from the decisive tremor of moments ago.

Clearly, she even thought of a way to shatter herself like jade earlier.

Even if she were to fall here, the Cyan Mountain Sect would certainly not have a good end.

However, as her thoughts settled and reason resumed dominance, she couldn’t help but ponder deeply. If Su Xiyue truly wanted revenge for past events, the time was already ripe.

After all, she had already been at the Cyan Mountain Sect for two months.

Moreover, Leng Ruyu knew well that Su Xiyue was not a narrow-minded person and would not overlook the bigger picture for personal grievances.

Thus, she fell once more into deep conflict, her heart in chaos, hard to unravel.

She felt that no matter the pain, she could bear it, yet never considered the price she had to pay would be her own purity.

Time passed quickly, and as the sky revealed the dawn, Su Xiyue came out from the room.

"Sister Xiyue."

Leng Ruyu instinctively stood up.

Su Xiyue did not speak, merely looked at her.

"I... I want to know, is it the condition proposed by the person who can remove the Black Qi?"

In Leng Ruyu’s view, this seemed to be the only possibility.

Otherwise, how could removing Black Qi be linked to such things?

Isn’t it absurd?!

The most important thing is...

Back then, Su Xiyue was contaminated by the Black Qi, was she also healed in such a way?

Could it be that this First Fairy is no longer a virgin?

These were the possibilities Leng Ruyu considered as she sat in the courtyard earlier.

If it is truly the case.

If even the esteemed First Fairy Su Xiyue can endure and persevere, she feels... she could possibly accept it too.

And with this sentence, Leng Ruyu was clearly probing Su Xiyue.

At this moment, Su Xiyue’s face revealed a hint of unnaturalness.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, she still remained that serene and unstained fairy, so noble that no one dared to harbor any disrespectful thoughts.

But if Leng Ruyu agreed, she could certainly deduce some things.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Su Xiyue did not directly answer, yet it was considered an implicit admission.

Leng Ruyu’s eyes widened instantly, a peculiar light flashing.

Indeed!

But she couldn’t understand, could this icy fairy truly pay such a great price just to heal her injuries?

Even she was still mired in her dilemma.

If...

If she agrees to it, wouldn’t it mean that even though she hasn’t conquered the First Fairy, they would be... sharing hardship together?

Bizarrely, Leng Ruyu’s already captivating eyes shimmered in waves, and two unnatural blushes quietly blossomed on her cheeks.

"Sister Xiyue, can I meet with that... person first?"

Her voice was intertwined with complex emotions—fear, worry, yet mostly an uncontrollable curiosity.

Curious about what kind of person could possibly conquer the First Fairy.

Seeing Su Xiyue turning to re-enter the room, Leng Ruyu, in urgency, quickly called out, "Sister Xiyue, I’ve made up my mind!"

Purity is precious.

But if she cannot dispel this sinister Black Qi, she’s afraid she won’t last much longer, and then all steadfastness will turn into void.

Su Xiyue did not speak, but walked out the door.

...

Qin Yu was reluctantly led to the Saintess Cave Mansion by Su Xiyue.

Not that he despised Leng Ruyu, the little demoness, nor was he indifferent.

It’s just that being watched by Su Xiyue and then going in to do such a thing... seemed somewhat inappropriate, didn’t it?

"Sigh—"

A soft sigh, resembling a helpless smile at oneself.

Qin Yu’s gaze swept past Su Xiyue’s turned figure and finally made up his mind, slowly pushing the door open.

Inside the room, the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect was quietly waiting, clutching her hands tight, clearly still somewhat tense.

As Qin Yu entered, his eyes fell immediately upon her.

Her figure adorned in that symbolic red dress, alluring and passionate, like a rose blooming wantonly in the night, beautiful yet thorny.

Her features were charming, her figure graceful, her skin like snow, her neck delicate, akin to fine white jade, and with each breath, the gentle rise and fall of her bosom etched out an entrancing curve that stirred imagination.

What a glamorous demoness!

As the door gently creaked open, Leng Ruyu instinctively stood.

However, when her eyes settled upon the visitor, a look of disbelief flashed through her eyes, blurting out, "It’s you?!"

She had always been curious as to why Qin Yu was at the Cyan Mountain Sect, and even able to enter the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

She had guessed, yet still found it far-fetched.

How could the Cyan Mountain Sect Leader accept a cultivator from Loose Cultivator City as a direct disciple?

Could it really be that...?

It’s Su Xiyue who brought him back to the Cyan Mountain Sect?!

Why did she do that?

The next moment, Leng Ruyu seemed to have realized something, her face instantly changed.

Su Xiyue’s action, was a meticulously planned revenge against her.

Using the same method she once treated Su Xiyue, to humiliate her!

And it’s still the same person!

Leng Ruyu seemed drained, collapsing powerlessly onto the chair, bitterness lining her lips, her eyes vacant as if losing focus.

Ultimately, she was still too naive, too trusting.

How utterly ridiculous!

She was almost certain.

Could it truly be this junior cultivator who could resolve the Black Qi that neither of the two Sect Leaders could do anything about?!

Leng Ruyu’s face was as pale as paper, despair engulfing her like a tide.

Must her purity be destroyed by this junior cultivator from Loose Cultivator City?!

Her heart was full of reluctance.

What else could she do? After all, she agreed, and she even swore an oath to it.

The only solace was that, at least this junior cultivator before her... his looks were decent.

If it truly were an old man or someone with an abhorrent appearance, what resistance could she have?

At this moment.

She only hoped that the grudges could be settled here!

"Come on."

Leng Ruyu’s lips curled into a forlorn smile as she woodenly walked towards the bed step by step.

"("▔□▔)"

Qin Yu’s lips twitched slightly.

No.

Am I that terrifying?!

Actually scaring the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect like this?

This makes him feel like he’s bullying a little lady.

It’s quite difficult.

Even though he does have a little... craving.

Yet, he does not want to have her in such a reluctant manner.

"Leng... Fairy, um, did you misunderstand..."

Qin Yu tried to explain, only to have Leng Ruyu’s icy gaze pierce him, her voice chill, "Is it not Su Xiyue who sent you?"

"Yes."

"If so, then go ahead."

Leng Ruyu resignedly lay on the bed, her eyelids slowly closing, a tear quietly slipping from the corner of her eye, glistening and mournful like morning dew.

"..."

Qin Yu felt a hint of doubt, but still stepped forward.