Chapter 60: Early Kung Fu: Holding a pornographic picture album and reading it intently...
Su Tengyue noticed Shen Wenji's vigilance, but she didn't care much and just handed the Tianque Bell forward again.
"Don't worry," she explained calmly, "I stumbled upon it during the chaos of the war. No one noticed."
"I once heard Mo Cang say that the Tianque Bell has the effect of clearing the mind and purifying thoughts, and it also has a restraining effect on the demonic energy in the Demon Realm."
Shen Wenji narrowed his eyes and asked, "Miss Su, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
Su Tengyue paused, her gaze fixed on the Tianque Bell. "What I mean is that since it can cleanse the mind, it can also slowly absorb and purify demonic energy. I know Xie Yunqing..."
She paused, as if weighing her words. "The powers within him are mixed, and there may be hidden dangers. This item may be of some help to him."
Shen Wenji was completely stunned. He hadn't expected Su Tengyue to come here just to give him this gift. And her words and actions actually seemed to show concern. But wasn't she the Demon Saint? From her perspective, she shouldn't be helping them no matter what.
"You..." Shen Wenji looked at her, not knowing how to react for a moment. The Su Tengyue in front of her was completely different from the one she remembered. She was no longer jealous and paranoid, but instead looked more free and easy.
No, you must not believe them easily. The demons are usually insidious and cunning, and often disguise themselves.
"Lady Saint." Shen Wenji deliberately pointed out her identity, cleared his throat, and asked coldly: "What is your purpose?"
Su Tengyue seemed to see through her doubts, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Miss Chen, there is no need to overthink it. The obsession of the past has long been gone with the wind. He and I have different paths, and it will never be possible for us to be together. Now that he has found a good match, I am happy for him."
She gently placed the Tianque Bell on a smooth bluestone beside her with quick and decisive movements.
"This item is no longer of much use to me. Leaving it in the Demon Clan might even lead to conflict. It's better to return it to its original owner. Perhaps... it can help you solve your urgent problem." She looked at Shen Wenji with clear eyes and said calmly, "Just consider it as a way to thank you for saving my life several times in the past, and to congratulate you... on your wedding."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Shen Wenji's response, she pulled her cloak back on to cover her face, turned around and tried to blend into the shadows.
"Miss Su!" Shen Wenji called out subconsciously, "Thank you very much."
Su Tengyue paused, without looking back, but slightly tilted her head and said, "Take care."
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if she had never appeared, leaving only a faint demonic aura in the air.
Shen Wenji stood there, looking at the direction where Su Tengyue disappeared, feeling mixed emotions.
She walked slowly forward and picked up the dented and damaged Tianque Bell.
Although it was badly damaged, the bell still felt warm to the touch, and the pure and clear power slowly flowed into the body, bringing peace of mind in an instant.
She looked down at the bell, and thought of the black cracks on Xie Yunqing's body, and the chaotic demonic energy in his body that was conflicting with the spiritual energy.
Maybe... this Tianque Bell can really help Xie Yunqing?
Shen Wenji did not dare to hesitate, and took the Tianque Bell to discuss it with the knowledgeable Elder Zhang.
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In the Demon Realm.
Su Tengyue pushed open the door of the bedroom, her eyes sharp as she shouted, "Who?"
"Why are you so angry, my dear sister?" The deep voice rose slightly with a hint of teasing.
"Mo Cang, what are you doing here?" Su Tengyue frowned and glared at the man sitting at the desk, saying coldly, "The Demon Realm is in chaos. Instead of fighting for your position as Demon Lord, you find time to slack off here with me?"
"Of course I'm worried because my sister has been gone for so long." Mo Cang raised his eyebrows and asked considerately, "My dear sister, where have you been?"
Su Tengyue got goosebumps all over her body. "Don't call me that. Why are you being so sarcastic? I don't even need to report my whereabouts to the Demon Lord, so who are you to ask?"
Mo Cang didn't comment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you send the Tianque Bell away?"
Su Tengyue's body stiffened, her expression uncertain, and she pretended to be dumb and said, "What Tianque Bell?"
"Su Tengyue." Mo Cang called her name directly, "I have too many spies in the Demon Realm to count, so there is no need for you to treat others as fools."
Seeing her expression collapse and her body trembling slightly, Mo Cang raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder, smiling and said, "You don't need to be nervous, you did a good job. However, in three days, you still need to help me deliver something to them."
Su Tengyue suddenly raised her eyes: "What are you going to give me? Mo Cang, what are you going to do? The Demon Lord is almost dead, can't we just stay quiet? Don't you..."
"Stop, stop, stop." Mo Cang interrupted her, "You don't need to ask any more questions. The glory of the demon clan depends on us. We must not give up easily. It's only been a short time. How did you become so depressed?"
"I..." Su Tengyue opened her mouth but finally stopped talking.
Mo Cang raised his arms and embraced her, comforting her: "When the plan succeeds, you will still be the high and mighty Saint of the Demon Clan. You can possess whatever you like and want..."
Su Tengyue nodded, as if in agreement.
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Shen Wenji took the Tianque Bell and found Elder Zhang who was handling official business in the meeting hall of Hehuan Sect.
The moment Elder Zhang saw her, he flew over to her and circled around her several times before saying with a sigh of relief, "That kid really succeeded. I'm so glad you're okay."
Shen Wenji held her hand and said helplessly: "Aunt Zhang, how could you agree to let him use such a dangerous technique, what if..."
"You're scolding me as soon as you wake up? That kid really has you hooked." Elder Zhang wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "He did it of his own accord. Don't blame me."
Seeing Shen Wenji's red eyes and a worried and self-blaming look, Elder Zhang was defeated. He held her hand tightly and coaxed her, "Don't worry, the backlash on that kid will be eradicated after soaking in the Yangling Spring for a few days."
Hearing this, Shen Wenji's face suddenly lit up with joy. She grabbed Elder Zhang's arm and said, "I knew Aunt Zhang had a solution. You are really amazing."
Elder Zhang finally came to his senses and poked her forehead with his hand: "Okay, you were just pretending to deceive me again."
Shen Wenji dodged with a smile. She handed the Tianque Bell to Elder Zhang and told him about her conversation with Su Tengyue.
She pointed at the Tianque Bell and asked earnestly, "Is this method really feasible?"
Elder Zhang was silent for a moment. "Of course it's possible, but will Xie Yunqing really agree? He possesses three powers. While extremely dangerous, the power he possesses should not be underestimated."
"I heard that besides the Immortal Palace Sect wanting him to be the Immortal Lord, the Demon Realm also wants him to be the Demon Lord."
She looked into Shen Wenji's eyes: "Yes, I admit that he cherishes and loves you. But he is no longer the same as before. Is he really willing to give up his powerful strength?"
Shen Wenji was a little shaken, and Elder Zhang continued to analyze it for her: "Xie Yunqing has demonic energy in his body, and his spiritual veins have long been damaged. Even after removing the demonic energy, his cultivation and spiritual power will not be able to recover to its peak. If he really chooses this, he may have to live under your protection before he recovers."
Shen Wenji lowered her eyes. She had no position or qualifications to help others make decisions.
"I'll go talk to Xie Yunqing in detail later." Shen Wenji pondered, "Even if I don't know what he will choose, I should make all preparations. Aunt Zhang, can you teach me how to use the Tianque Bell to absorb demonic energy first?"
Elder Zhang touched the dent in the bell and said, "This item is severely damaged. If I want to use it in the near future, I'm afraid I'll need to use the early techniques of the Hehuan Sect."
"Early stage technique?" Shen Wenji was a little confused. "Is this technique gradually declining? I've looked through the Hehuan Sect's library, but I've never seen it before."
"No, no, no." Elder Zhang shook his head and said with certainty, "You have seen it."
Shen Wenji: “???”
"Ahem... You also know how the Hehuan Sect started. Their early techniques were naturally the dual cultivation technique of turning clouds and rain."
Elder Zhang recalled, "If I remember correctly, I saw you take some in the sect's secret room. You might as well take a few more this time."
Wait, the sect's secret room? Shen Wenji searched his memory for a long time before he could barely guess what Elder Zhang was talking about.
Her voice was hoarse, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat: "You are talking about... Could it be that the erotic painting "Eighteen Spring Mountain Styles"?"
"Of course." Elder Zhang explained seriously, "Do you think an ordinary pornographic picture can be placed in the secret room of the Hehuan Sect? That is an early stage of cultivation."
Shen Wenji's eyes went dark.
Elder Zhang poured his spiritual power into the Tianque Bell, shrinking it several times, and then strung it with a red thread and tied it lightly around Shen Wenji's wrist.
She spoke meaningfully, "This time the bell is not easy to fall off, it's compact, and the magic is even more refined."
Shen Wenji had no time to care. She said goodbye hastily and went to the secret room of the Hehuan Sect without stopping. She took out the picture album that she had once despised and that made her blush at the first glance.
She really couldn't do it openly, so she could only sneak back to her bedroom like a thief, put down the ban, and check carefully.
It was as if what he was holding was not a picture album, but a hot potato.
Shen Wenji leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief, the heat on his face still lingering.
She walked to the window and sat down on the couch. She prepared herself mentally, held her breath, and carefully turned to the first page.
Just one glance and her cheeks turned red again. She subconsciously slammed the album shut, her heart pounding.
This... this is even more... straightforward and beautiful than the fleeting glimpse in my memory.
She raised her hands to fan her cheeks, trying to dispel the annoying heat.
But when she thought of Xie Yunqing and that the Tianque Bell might be her only hope, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the album again, trying hard to ignore the embarrassing details and trying to understand the spiritual power circulation method contained therein.
She was so absorbed in watching that her fingertips unconsciously traced the complicated trajectories of luck in the air. Her brows were slightly furrowed and her lips were lightly pursed, completely unaware of the hidden figure outside the window.
Xie Yunqing waited and waited in Zuihua Tower but no one came back. He couldn't help but worry. Finally, he couldn't help but sneak into the Hehuan Sect.
Through his spiritual consciousness, he sensed that Shen Wenji's breath was in the bedroom, and he felt relieved. He wanted to show up directly, but he found that there was a restriction outside the house.
What's this girl up to? She's so mysterious.
Xie Yunqing was curious for a moment, so he hid his figure and breath, landed quietly outside the window, and looked inside through the half-open window.
This sight made him freeze in place.
He saw the person he had been thinking about sitting on the couch, holding a book of...erotic pictures in her delicate fingers. She was so absorbed in reading it that even her ears were a tempting pink.
Xie Yunqing felt a rush of hot blood to his head and his breathing suddenly stopped.
She...why would she watch this?
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