She had angered Li Daogu, an elder of the Nascent Soul stage in Qiankun Fortress, and was subsequently hunted down by him.

She had already left the city with Hua Nongying's help, but unexpectedly ran into Chu Mo.

Chu Mo told Li Daogu about her news, and Li Daogu rushed over upon hearing the news. He was deceived by her using a prop paper doll and thought that the prop paper doll was Qi Yu. He killed the paper doll and went home.

Although she escaped death, news of her demise still reached the Spirit Academy.

It is said that Qiankun Fort held a three-day banquet to celebrate the killing of Qi Yu, the murderer who caused his son Li An to become mentally impaired.

Although Qi Yu secretly slipped into Wu City to find a security escort agency to go to the Flying Star Sect, she encountered Bai Shu and Wu Qianqian along the way, which informed them that she was not dead.

But Bai Shu and Wu Qianqian, in order to protect her, naturally wouldn't leak this information.

Hua Nongying was also kept in the dark.

Seeing the mixture of anger and barely suppressed joy in Hua Nongying's eyes, Qi Yu scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Well, that's why I came to tell you."

Hua Nongying wasn't buying it. She said irritably, "If I hadn't caught you, you probably would never have returned to the Spirit Academy in your life, right? You little ingrate."

Despite her cursing, Hua Nongying was still very happy that Qi Yu was not dead.

She looked Qi Yu up and down, then suddenly asked with some doubt, "What is your cultivation level now? I can't sense it."

Qi Yu coughed lightly, "Tribulation Transcending Stage."

Hua Nongying: "Oh, the Tribulation Transcending Stage, that's not bad... huh???"

Hua Nongying stared in shock, her beautiful eyes looking somewhat comical. "Tribulation stage? You're not kidding me? Really??"

"Honest and fair dealings with both young and old."

Hua Nongying clicked her tongue in admiration: "This kind of opportunity is something I can only envy."

Although she was happy to reunite with the old friend who had helped her a lot, Qi Yu was still a little worried about Feng Xiao, who had been silent all along. So she pointed at Feng Xiao and said, "Commander Hua, may I say a few words to him first? We can catch up later."

“Oh…” Hua Nongying looked at the handsome man who seemed unreal, nodded understandingly, and said, “Then you two talk first, I’ll go see how the children are doing with their sword practice.”

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the still-standing Feng Xiao, and found a place to sit down.

She looked at Feng Xiao's expressionless face and suddenly didn't know how to start a conversation.

After a long pause, Feng Xiao parted his thin lips and said, "Xiao Yu, will you hate me? I am not a pure-blooded phoenix, but a half-demon phoenix tainted with the filthy blood of the demon race."

He lowered his eyes, and Qi Yu couldn't see his expression clearly, nor could she figure out what was making him ask that question.

She began to draw upon the meager knowledge of psychology she had acquired at school to analyze the statement.

First, the question "Will you hate me?" shows that Feng Xiao cares a lot about her feelings for him and is worried that she will hate him because of his identity.

Secondly, the term "pure-blooded phoenix" indicates that the phoenix clan places great importance on bloodlines and rejects half-demon phoenixes like Feng Xiao who have "impure bloodlines." Feng Xiao may have lived in an environment of exclusion, isolation, and even bullying since childhood.

Finally, the phrase "filthy demon bloodline" indicates that Feng Xiao does not acknowledge his demon identity. This shows that he has been deeply manipulated by the Phoenix Clan and believes that the Phoenix bloodline is superior to the demon bloodline.

Therefore, it can be concluded that Feng Xiao was instilled with the concept of racial bloodline from a young age, and he was in great pain about his identity as a mixed-blood phoenix. He was also worried that she would hate him and leave him because of his identity.

Therefore, at this time we should...

Qi Yu stood up, opened her arms, and gently hugged Feng Xiao.

"Why would I hate you for such a trivial reason? You are clearly my little bird. Whether you are a pure-blooded phoenix or a demon, all I see is a beautiful little bird that keeps me company."

"Or rather..."

She patted Fengxiao's head.

"I don't dislike you, I like you very much."

Unseen by her, the intense, obsessive melancholy brewing in Feng Xiao's eyes vanished with a single slap from her.

Feng Xiao stretched out her hand blankly, unsure whether she should hug him back.

Xiaoyu said she really, really liked him.

She didn't care about his mixed-race background.

Blood rushed to his cheeks, making his handsome face vibrant and beautiful.

Qi Yu released his hand and looked at his face, which was so beautifully flushed that even his blush was striking. She couldn't help but lower her body and cover her lips with his pale pink lips.

Feng Xiao: "..."

Feng Xiao: "!!!"

Their lips touched briefly before parting, and Qi Yu looked at the malfunctioning Feng Xiao with satisfaction.

Now I can't think about all those random things anymore.

Qi Yu took two steps back, wanting to create some distance and get some fresh air.

Two hands reached out to her so fast they were almost invisible.

"ah!"

The man, who had just been looking dazed and confused, quickly pulled Qi Yu into his arms and held her tightly.

"Xiaoyu...don't go..."

Hearing the aggrieved tone in her voice, Qi Yu looked up at the sky helplessly and said, "If you hold me tighter, I'm really going to leave."

It means that he is about to pass away.

Feng Xiao quickly loosened his grip, but still held Qi Yu in his arms, refusing to let go.

He muttered to himself, "Xiaoyu...does she really like me?"

Even Qi Yu, who was usually incredibly thick-skinned, blushed a little at this direct question. She coughed lightly and asked, "What's wrong? Is it strange?"

With Feng Xiao's captivating beauty, who wouldn't love her?

The man's furry head nuzzled against her neck, whimpering like a puppy.

"Xiaoyu likes me... Xiaoyu likes me..."

He repeated the phrase over and over like a mantra, and Qi Yu's face grew redder and redder from his nagging. Finally, she couldn't help but break free from his hand, turn her face away, and say, "Alright, alright, I like you, stop repeating it. If you keep repeating it, I won't like you anymore."

Looking at the girl, Feng Xiao felt as light as if he were about to float away.

He stood up, looked down at Qi Yu, and said, "You really don't like it?"

Qi Yu looked left and right but wouldn't look at him. Just as she was about to change the subject and talk about serious matters, a slender white hand grabbed her chin and straightened her face.

Feng Xiao lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on those light pink lips.

Qi Yu pursed her lips awkwardly, and the next second, the man lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.

Lips and teeth intertwined, and the wet, slippery tip of the tongue tentatively slipped through the gap between the lips, drawing out the honeyed nectar from the girl's mouth.

Qi Yu swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the moment.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Qi Yu and Feng Xiao's faces were as red as if they had applied the most vibrant rouge, or as if they had been drunk all night.

Qi Yu touched his mouth, turned his head awkwardly, and wanted to continue talking about business. Suddenly, through the hemp paper pasted on the door, he noticed several suspicious figures standing outside.

Qi Yu: "?"

A rustling whisper came from inside, eerily familiar.

"Hiss... Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Ahem, Commander Hua, this isn't quite right for us..."

"Oh dear, what do you know? I never expected such a tall, handsome man to be so good at acting cute. Qi Yu has finally met her match..."

"Huh? Why is there no sound?"

Qi Yu and Feng Xiao, completely absorbed and unaware of the eavesdroppers outside, were speechless.

Silence, a terrible silence.