Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Leng Ruyu did not respond to Qin Yu.

Instead, she shifted her gaze to Su Xiyue, who was struggling to stand.

Suddenly, a peculiar glint flashed in her eyes, her delicate red lips curved slightly upward, as if she had thought of something amusing. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Perhaps, being a Demoness, she could do things only a Demoness would do?!

Thus, she intertwined her voice with irresistible charm, gently parting her lips to speak to Qin Yu, her words laced with deadly temptation, "Would you like to taste the flavor of the First Fairy?"

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Upon hearing this, Qin Yu’s eyes widened momentarily, then his expression changed drastically as he stared incredulously at the purple-clad maiden before him.

This...

He didn’t want to die!

Su Xiyue was the First Fairy of Yunlan Domain, pure and noble; even a single impure thought was desecration to her, let alone putting it into practice.

If this got out, would there be any place for him in the Yunlan Domain?!

Su Xiyue furrowed her delicate brows, her face showing anger, her voice carrying unassailable pride and wrath: "Demoness, do you dare insult me?!"

She was the Saintess of Cyan Mountain Sect, the future Lord of the Immortal Sect. Her existence was like the moon high above in the sky, cold and unreachable.

When had she ever suffered such humiliation?!

"Two Fairies, I’m just passing through; it’s truly none of my concern."

Qin Yu lamented inwardly, regret washing over him like tides.

He hated himself for choosing such a place of trouble as refuge; why couldn’t he have run a little further away?!

At this moment, he was caught between a rock and a hard place, despairing of escape, his heart filled with a mix of emotions.

He had clearly heard the name of that purple-clad maiden earlier... Leng Ruyu.

Who was she?!

She was the Sect Leader of Demon Sect!

Not to mention strength, her identity was akin to a mountain weighing heavily on Qin Yu, making it hard for him to breathe.

He couldn’t afford to offend her!

In Yunlan Domain, there were three great Immortal Sects: Cyan Mountain, Hundred Sword, and Demon Sect.

Among them, Cyan Mountain and Hundred Sword prided themselves on being orthodox, while Demon Sect cultivators were considered unconventional due to their differing Cultivation Techniques, thus labeled as deviants.

Cyan Mountain and Hundred Sword used this as an excuse to jointly suppress Demon Sect.

Within Yunlan Domain’s twelve cities, Demon Sect only occupied two, which spoke volumes.

Of course, Cyan Mountain Sect and Hundred Sword Sect weren’t entirely united either; currently, Cyan Mountain Sect was facing some troubles, and Hundred Sword Sect was eager to seize dominance.

Demon Sect naturally enjoyed watching them self-destruct, seizing the opportunity to avenge past grievances.

The scene before them was the best proof of this!

"If you don’t listen, I will hand you over to Hundred Sword Sect!"

Before Qin Yu could understand, the purple-clad maiden continued, "I saw you kill two disciples of Hundred Sword Sect."

"Hehe!"

A single sentence chilled Qin Yu to the bone, a wave of cold rising from his feet.

Indeed, he was seen.

Despite being cautious at the time, the purple-clad maiden was the Sect Leader of Demon Sect; how could he detect her?!

No wonder she recognized him.

"Fairy, I’m merely a minor Qi Refining Cultivator; I fear I’d perish before getting close."

Qin Yu’s face was marked by bitter resignation, his words full of helplessness and self-awareness.

Even if Xiyue Fairy was severely injured now, she was beyond the reach of a mere Qi Refining Cultivator.

Moreover, who could be sure that the Fairy didn’t have a trump card hidden?!

Perhaps...

This Demoness intended for him to probe the situation?!

"Rest assured, she is already exhausted, and forcibly used a Forbidden Technique, her Qi Vortex teetering on the brink of collapse. With my strike just now, she is now worse than a mortal."

Leng Ruyu confidently kicked Qin Yu, causing him to stagger closer to Su Xiyue.

Why are you so good to me?!

Nonetheless, Qin Yu would rather fall than touch Su Xiyue.

"Do you really not want to savor her beauty?! She’s the First Fairy, Su Xiyue."

Leng Ruyu continued to tempt.

However, Qin Yu remained timid and hesitant, unwilling to act, causing Leng Ruyu’s expression to turn cold, "Hurry up, this Demoness is impatient!"

Qin Yu was suffering internally.

One was the Immortal Sect Saintess, the other the Sect Leader of Demon Sect.

Offend either, and it’s a dead end for him.

But if he didn’t comply, he would die here and now.

"Xiyue Fairy, perhaps you could compromise a little, a temporary measure..."

Qin Yu cautiously probed, knowing full well both their fates were in Leng Ruyu’s hands; his only hope lay in Su Xiyue’s slight cooperation.

Yet, his words were abruptly cut off by Su Xiyue’s crisp and resolute "Get lost!"

If looks could kill, Qin Yu wondered how many times he’d have died already.

So cold!

So fierce!

So terrifying!

"Fairy, you see, it’s not that I don’t wish to try, it’s that Su Fairy isn’t willing to cooperate. Perhaps, you could... no, I’ll help you find someone else?"

This First Fairy was breathtakingly beautiful, so lovely that one found it hard to breathe, akin to a celestial maiden descending to the mortal realm, untouched by earthly smoke, like a solitary Snow Lotus atop a snowy mount, pure and alone.

She was the most pristine of all things.

Yet, despite such unmatched beauty before him, Qin Yu’s heart stirred not a ripple, nor did he dare make any rash moves.

The saying that dying for the beauty under the peony is a luxurious end, he dared not agree with at all.

His own life was most important!

"Then it’s not my concern anymore; if you don’t act, you will die now, and then I’ll find someone else."

Leng Ruyu’s words were casually spoken, her lips curved into a serene smile, as between her slender fingers a sinister purple flame gently flickered.

The threat was evident.

This Demoness was even more terrifying!

"Enough, dead sooner than later, why not..."

Better to die later than sooner, Qin Yu turned to look at Su Xiyue.

This was his first time gazing directly at the First Fairy, and from such close proximity.

She looked no older than eighteen, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, long and curved lashes quivering gently, her eyes as cold as winter frost, and her lips as white as cicada wings, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, resembling red plum blossoms in snow, adding a strikingly poignant beauty to her cold visage.

This sickly beauty, unlike her usual cold allure, made her appear tender and sorrowful, evoking even greater sympathy.

Clad in white, holding a sword, her attire was slightly disheveled, like a white lotus blooming proudly amidst storm, pure and resilient, even with injuries, her noble demeanor remained intact.

Yet, within those eyes fixed on Qin Yu, besides the icy murderous intent, there lurked a subtle hint of panic.

"If you dare touch me, I’ll ensure your Divine Soul is annihilated!"

How could Su Xiyue be unaware of her predicament; Qi Vortex dispersing, her cultivation diminished to mere tenth, she had no power to resist now.

Yet naturally, she wouldn’t submit.

With difficulty, she tried raising her sword to warn Qin Yu.

However, the few tears in her clothing revealed the nude undergarments and even small patches of skin pale as frost exposed to the air, marring her ethereal, fairy-like aura.