"Silly child!"
Huang Xinyan had no choice but to twist her primordial spirit hard.
Yue Qingling felt her body go limp, her eyes narrowed, and two tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, landing on Shen Rongrong's hand.
Shen Rongrong felt a chill on the back of her hand and subconsciously let go of Yue Qingling.
She looked at the teardrops on the back of her hand and immediately shook her hand away in disgust.
"What a despicable person! Crying so easily!"
At the same time, Huang Xinyan said with exasperation, "Quick, seduce her! Otherwise, you'll die!"
Yue Qingling seemed to have a glimmer of hope for survival. He lunged forward and hugged Shen Rongrong's leg.
Shen Rongrong is a martial arts practitioner, and her thighs are incredibly powerful.
When a man grabbed her leg, Shen Rongrong panicked instantly. She drew her sword with a "whoosh!" and held it to Yue Qingling's neck.
"Let go! Or I'll chop your head off!"
Yue Qingling's eyes were glistening with tears. He looked up at Shen Rongrong and said, "Senior Sister Shen, just kill me. To die by your hand would be the fulfillment of my wish."
"Are you just using sweet talk again?"
"I didn't!" Yue Qingling lowered her head, suppressing the disgust in her heart: "Ever since I entered Qingyue Sect, my heart has been filled with Senior Sister Shen, but I had no choice but to submit to her due to Master's pressure."
But my heart is always filled with the image of Senior Sister Shen.
I didn't participate in this campaign against the Demonic Sect; I just wanted to see Senior Sister Shen one last time.
The evil cult fled here, and I followed them here.
Moreover, I even negotiated with my master, saying that I would rather give up all my cultivation as long as I could enter the Demonic Sect and see Senior Sister Shen!
I never imagined that my master would hate me so much, imprisoning me in the basement where I was deprived of sunlight and subjected to humiliation day and night…
Yue Qingling burst into tears, clinging to Shen Rongrong's legs and bitterly recounting her master's inhumanity and injustice.
Shen Rongrong was touched by his words.
You should know that Yue Qingling is a legendary figure in Sijingzhou.
After defecting from the Demonic Sect, he was able to reach the Heavenly Cultivation Realm in just three or four years!
Moreover, he was extremely handsome, and many holy maidens and fairies in the Four Realms Continent wanted to marry him and become his Daoist partners.
Even Shen Rongrong had wondered if Yue Qingling would take him in if he defected from the Demonic Sect.
Unexpectedly, in just over a month, this once-famous young immortal had lost all his cultivation and was now crying and hugging his legs next to the wall of the Demonic Sect's family compound.
And he even said he liked himself?
Shen Rongrong was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
Does Yue Qingling like me?
That can't be right.
Her cheeks flushed instantly; being liked by such an outstanding man, she was naturally overjoyed.
However, his last shred of composure told him that what he said was very likely a lie!
Shen Rongrong was thrown into a panic. She sheathed her black sword and her legs involuntarily took a step back.
"Junior Brother Yue, keep your voice down, get up first."
She hurriedly helped Yue Qingling up, and was stunned to see him crying with tears streaming down his face.
No wonder the Empress kept him locked up; with that kind of charm, probably no one in the Four Realms could resist him.
Yue Qingling raised his sleeve and wiped away his tears, then subtly touched his throat.
That woman has a really strong grip; she must have really hated me just now.
"Junior Brother Yue, what you just said...you weren't lying to me, were you?"
Shen Rongrong suddenly became shy. She pursed her lips and asked softly.
Yue Qingling said seriously, "Senior Sister, what can I say for you to believe me? Otherwise, why would you have traveled all this way and even lost all your cultivation?"
"Oh dear, what good will it do you to see me? Looking at yourself now, you don't resemble a celestial being at all!"
Shen Rongrong smiled broadly and reached out to gently pat the dirt off Yue Qingling's body.
My junior brother actually likes me?
He even risked his life alone for himself!
Yue Qingling was already on the verge of giving up, and he could only whisper, "For my senior sister, I'm willing to give up anything."
"Okay, okay, stop talking, it's so embarrassing."
Shen Rongrong, a martial arts practitioner, was so embarrassed that she covered her face and stomped her feet.
The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult is used to killing and fighting all the time; she has never heard of such sweet words.
"Go kiss her!" Huang Xinyan urged with a maternal smile, like a doting aunt watching a spectacle.
“This…” Yue Qingling hesitated.
"Go quickly!"
Huang Xinyan said urgently.
Yue Qingling mustered his courage, moved closer to his senior sister, and gently hugged her shoulders.
"What are you doing?" Shen Rongrong asked nervously.
Her breathing quickened; she wondered what her junior brother was up to.
"Senior sister, I'm about to be trapped by Master again. Before we part, please let me have my wish granted."
Yue Qingling seemed to be reciting lines.
But that was enough for a saint who had never been in love.
Shen Rongrong remained motionless.
Yue Qingling lowered her head and gently kissed her.
"Senior sister, remember to come visit me often."
Yue Qingling kissed him briefly before they parted, and he left dejectedly.
As Shen Rongrong watched his thin back, her happy mood suddenly sank.
What's the point of being happy?
Master has already snatched it away!
For a moment, Shen Rongrong had the idea of rushing over and escaping with Yue Qingling.
But it's just an idea.
The gap between her and the Empress is simply too great.
Yue Qingling escaped Shen Rongrong's sight and finally gasped for breath.
"My God, I almost died here. I can't wander around like this anymore. Who knows who in the Demonic Sect still hates me?"
Yue Qingling gave a wry smile.
"This is also a gain. This girl will definitely take care of you in the future. I know her." When Huang Xinyan was working as a spy here, she had investigated everyone in the Demonic Sect.
There is also a portrait of Yue Qingling hidden in Shen Rongrong's boudoir.
However, that was a Celestial Venerable of the Taiyi Realm, a being above all others.
It's not like this basement prisoner.
Some women are attracted to strong men, like Shen Rongrong, who has no resistance to powerful men and would be willing to be their concubine or mistress.
But some women like weaklings, like Leng Feiran. She is strong enough, and she is quite satisfied as long as she has men under her control.
But no matter what they liked, Yue Qingling had to plan her escape.
He must seize the opportunity when the month comes to an end.
To escape, two conditions must be met.
First, he needs to open his three-inch spiritual platform and restore his cultivation.
Secondly, he needs to remove the dragon veins from his body.
Both are indispensable!
Opening the spiritual platform requires the right timing.
Removing the dragon tendon will require someone else's help.
Huang Xinyan told him that the Azure Dragon Tendon was a magical artifact of the Demonic Sect, and only two people in the entire sect could use it.
One is an empress.
The other one is the saintess.
The Holy Maiden is the Empress's eldest disciple, and she will succeed the Empress in the future.
She naturally has the right to use it.
However, getting Shen Rongrong to help him escape is no easy task!
For the next month, Yue Qingling will be a charming socialite!
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