Even as fugitives on the run, the pair remained unconcerned. They battled for several rounds before finally stopping, satisfied.
Because of their soul cultivation, their auras had begun to mix—a fact any keen observer could tell at a glance.
And after this intimate union, both of their injuries had improved. Their faces were flushed, and they shared a look filled with unspoken longing.
Ye Chuxue leaned against Gu Qingyuan’s chest. ’As expected of a man from the Cultivation World,’ she thought. ’His stamina is worlds apart from the n of my past life.’
She wore a look of contentnt, but in her heart, she was thinking, ’If Song Wanning discovers our relationship, she’ll probably go mad with jealousy, won’t she?’
’That cold, noble man certainly isn’t so reserved in my bed.’
A flash of triumph crossed her eyes before she turned to Gu Qingyuan to discuss serious matters.
"I’m afraid we’ll have to live as fugitives for a while now!"
The Demon Clan was hunting them, and the Heavenly Inquiry Sect wanted to capture her for punishnt. Soon, there would be no place for them in either territory.
Hearing this, Gu Qingyuan tightened his embrace. "If there’s no place for you and in the Human Clan or the Demon Clan, then we’ll go to the Spirit Race or the Demon Race. The world is vast. There will always be a place for us sowhere!"
At this mont, his love-addled brain was working at full capacity.
As long as he was with Ye Chuxue, he didn’t care what they had to face.
"Mm, thank you, Master."
Ye Chuxue looked back at Gu Qingyuan, her eyes full of affection. As their feelings deepened, they couldn’t help but stir with desire once more.
But Gu Qingyuan sensed sothing. He imdiately got to his feet, pulling Ye Chuxue with him, and urged her to get dressed quickly.
"They’re here! We have to go, now!"
By the ti they were ready, their pursuers had already reached the entrance.
The two exchanged a look and charged toward the cave entrance.
...
anwhile, Song Wanning was in the Demon Palace, eating fruit and leisurely watching a light screen.
On it was a live feed being transmitted back in real-ti by the Demon Cultivators.
Over the past few days, watching the two of them hiding and scurrying about like stray dogs had put her in a wonderful mood.
But this wasn’t enough. For all the days she had spent as a holess wanderer in her past life, she would make them pay back double.
Song Wanning’s eyes narrowed slightly as she suddenly leaned forward.
She stared intently at the auras around them, and taking in their flushed faces, she suddenly realized sothing.
Her expression instantly darkened. She looked at Gu Qingyuan, a wave of disgust rising within her.
’He actually laid his hands on his own disciple?’
Gu Qingyuan...
’So shaless. Utterly disgusting.’
’In my past life, at least his feelings were one-sided until the very end. But in this life...’
But then, Song Wanning suddenly started to laugh.
’How thoughtful of them to hand such perfect leverage on a silver platter.’
’It would be a sha to waste such a heartfelt gift.’
She smiled faintly and gracefully took out a Communication Talisman to summon Mo Yuan.
"Senior, are you really leaving?"
The day Mo Yuan had been dreading had finally co, and his heart sank.
But he knew this place couldn’t hold his Senior. Her world was as vast as the sky and sea, far beyond his reach.
"Yes. The matter of my disciple’s death is still unresolved, and I have other business to attend to in the Sect. I should have left long ago!"
Song Wanning smiled and said a few more words to Mo Yuan, the gist of which was for him to cultivate well and manage the Demon Palace properly...
Mo Yuan listened intently and pledged to Song Wanning once more, "Senior, if you ever need anything, you must—you absolutely must—contact ! Everyone in the Demon Palace would die for you without hesitation!"
He wasn’t afraid of his Senior asking for help; he was afraid of her not contacting him at all.
"Alright!"
Song Wanning nodded, and without any further lingering, she left the Demon Palace.
Mo Yuan saw her off personally, feeling an emptiness in his heart, as if sothing were missing.
He remained silent for a mont, then issued the manhunt order once again.
"We must kill those two wretches, Ye Chuxue and him!!!"
...
After leaving the Demon Clan territory, Song Wanning could no longer receive real-ti intelligence on Ye Chuxue and Gu Qingyuan, which the Golden Small Sword found very unsettling.
"Sister, that shaless pair has already done the deed! They’re so shaless!"
"Now that we don’t have firsthand intelligence from the Demon Cultivators, how are we going to ss with them?"
Especially since it seed like Master’s plan was to return to the Sect first. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry to deal with that shaless pair.
What if they get away by then?
Hearing this, Song Wanning just gave a knowing smile.
"Why do you think I gave her the inheritance in the first place?"
’Just so Ye Chuxue could create poisonous Elixir Pills?’
’I might as well have just cut off the inheritance entirely.’
"Huh?"
The Golden Small Sword was instantly baffled. It knew nothing about Alchemy, so of course, it didn’t understand Song Wanning’s plan.
But Song Wanning didn’t explain. She just smiled and continued on her way.
Her goals now were twofold: to completely crush Ye Chuxue and Gu Qingyuan, and to bring the Spirit Washing Grass back for Li Rao.
Since she had accepted Li Rao as her disciple, she had to take responsibility for her.
However heartless her previous three disciples were, it had nothing to do with Li Rao.
Thinking of the young girl whose eyes were filled with adoration, the smile in Song Wanning’s eyes beca a little more genuine.
The flying carpet beneath her flew swiftly, and it wasn’t long before she returned to the Human Clan Territory.
Song Wanning didn’t stop. She traveled at full speed, making a trip to the Hundred Ghosts Sect first.
Arriving at the sa Hundred Ghosts Sect Branch again, Song Wanning drew attention the mont she walked in.
The old woman walked right over, bowed, and invited her to the main hall.
The great doors opened, and the figure of a beautiful woman appeared before Song Wanning. It was none other than the Hall Master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
The two won looked up, their gazes eting.
Just as the old woman’s mind was racing with wild thoughts, the two won suddenly looked at each other and smiled as if they were old acquaintances, then closed the doors.
The old woman let out a sigh of relief. ’As long as they don’t start fighting, it’s fine.’
She glanced at the closed doors and quickly departed.
Inside the main hall, Song Wanning sat down lazily in a chair. Although this was the first ti she had t this Hall Master, she found her quite pleasing to the eye.
In fact, Song Wanning greatly admired this Hall Master.
At such a young age, she had dared to join the Hundred Ghosts Sect to avenge her older sister, and through her own efforts, she had even clawed her way up to beco the Hall Master.
One could only imagine the hardships involved. Thankfully, she had succeeded.
"Song Dao You, thank you for your help last ti."
The Hall Master looked at Song Wanning, whose aura was profound and difficult to grasp, and a flicker of light crossed her eyes.
’This one doesn’t seem like a Nascent Soul True Monarch...’
But that was her private business. The Hall Master wasn’t interested and dismissed the thought after a brief mont.
"There’s no need to be so polite. It was a mutually beneficial arrangent. I should be thanking you, Hall Master."
If the Hundred Ghosts Sect hadn’t escalated the situation, the Mountain Gazing Sect might not have been willing to give up Liu Yao.
The two shared another knowing smile and dropped the subject.
"Did you co this ti, Song Dao You, to place another order?"
The Hall Master sat up a little straighter, feeling an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
Whenever Song Wanning made a move, it beca sensational news that shook the entire Cultivation World. Just watching the drama unfold was a feast in itself.
"Your guess is correct, Hall Master. I will indeed need the Hundred Ghosts Sect’s help this ti."
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