Chapter 90 90 After all, demonic energy is also a kind of desire
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned, vaguely understanding his hint.
As expected of a universe of colorful literature, could it be that demonic energy is like some strong medicine, requiring dual cultivation to be eliminated?
Even Su Xiaoyuan, a disciple of the Yunyu Sect, found it outrageous.
No wonder he had just asked her about her lover and her Taoist partner...
After Fu Shiyu said that, he looked at her silently, as if waiting for her to ask a question.
Su Xiaoyuan pursed her lips: "Friend Fu's meaning is..."
Fu Shiyu: "This evil energy comes from the demonic yang charm of lust. It requires the union of yin and yang, and the use of female yin essence, to completely control it."
What he said was not entirely false. Last night, when he helped Su Xiaoyuan clean her body, he sensed an unusual demonic aura in the secret realm. He followed the clues to find the source and unexpectedly discovered that there was a real demon hidden in the secret realm.
When he sealed the Chaos Realm and annihilated the Demon Lord, some escaped and hid in various places in the Three Realms.
Hidden in this secret realm is a centuries-old Yang Ghost. Because this secret realm was originally a mortal temple that was turned into a den of prostitution by monsters, it is not easy to find the dirty thing hiding here. By relying on sucking the flesh of its own kind in the secret realm year after year, it has actually become quite powerful.
This Yang Mei couldn't tell his strength, and seeing that he had low cultivation and was injured, he couldn't wait to take advantage of the opportunity.
The evil spirit of Yang Mei can indeed be restrained through intercourse. After all, evil spirit is also a kind of desire, and satisfying it can calm it down.
He didn't lie to her about these things.
He just didn't tell her that he could easily eliminate these evil spirits. After all, the home of all the demons was sealed in his dantian.
Su Xiaoyuan listened to the man saying these fierce words like "yin and yang intercourse" and "yin Jing" in a flat tone and indifferent manner, and for some reason she felt even more astringent.
She didn't dare look directly at that face, fearing that she would be bewitched if she looked at it too long.
Of course she would never agree to such a thing, absolutely not.
If she could save him by giving up the trial, she would agree without hesitation, but sacrificing herself was out of the question.
She already has a boyfriend. Although her boyfriend is not a human and her boyfriend's feelings are virtual, she cannot betray the promise she made.
Besides, she was just eliminated because of failure in the trial, not a life-and-death situation. If that were the case, she might be in a dilemma.
Although she decided to refuse, she still felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry..."
"I was being unreasonable. I should have known that not all cultivators don't care about this kind of thing," Fu Shiyu said sympathetically. "I shouldn't have mentioned it in the first place."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little surprised. So he meant that he didn't care about this kind of thing? Then did he...
Stop, stop, this is someone else's private matter, not something she should be curious about or concerned about.
"I was the one who asked you that. I promised to help you but I couldn't do it," she apologized.
Fu Shiyu: "Fellow Daoist Su, don't blame yourself. Don't worry, I won't lose my mind immediately after the demonization begins. I will tell you that you can hand me over to others to clear your suspicion, so that they won't regard you as my accomplice and forcibly search your soul."
Su Xiaoyuan felt even more guilty after hearing his words: "Is there no other way?"
Fu Shiyu looked at her and said, "Although dual cultivation is the only way to completely quell the lustful demon, it is not necessary to go that far. Just being close can reconcile the yin and yang and bring relief."
He looked at the girl's troubled expression and said, "But I'm sure these things will make Fellow Daoist Su feel embarrassed."
Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head: "I'm really sorry..."
"Why should Fellow Daoist Su apologize?" Fu Shiyu said, "I contracted this evil spirit myself. It has nothing to do with you. You have no obligation to help me."
When Su Xiaoyuan heard what he said, her heart suddenly moved, and she felt vaguely that this plot was somewhat familiar.
Oh, she suddenly remembered that the monsters in the other world seemed to release a kind of evil spirit that was comparable to a powerful medicine. The heroine was also caught in it. After being rescued, she was carefully treated by her master, but she could never completely eradicate the evil spirit and could only suppress it with drugs. Later, she fell into the hands of the male protagonist, the Demon Lord. The elixir prepared by her master happened to be gone, and the evil spirit could not be suppressed. In a trance, she mistook the Demon Lord for Bai Yueguang, and the two of them naturally did a lot of things.
Su Xiaoyuan's heart skipped a beat. She racked her brains to recall the settings in the book and vaguely remembered that there was an explanation after the heroine left the secret realm.
If Fu Shiyu's demonic energy was also acquired in the other world, then this is real demonic energy.
There is no such thing as leaving the secret realm. If a true demon is beheaded by a sword, it means real death.
It wouldn't be such a coincidence. Don't scare yourself. Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly comforted herself, but her voice couldn't help but tremble: "Where did Fellow Daoist Fu get infected with the evil spirit?"
Fu Shiyu said, "There's an underground palace beneath this temple. There are some strange murals in the corridors. They seem to be depicting hell, but they're not ordinary hells. The men and women being tortured..."
He didn't continue: "I'm afraid telling you this will pollute Fellow Daoist Su's ears. I felt something was strange, so I didn't go any deeper and immediately withdrew, but I was still entangled by the evil spirit."
He spoke calmly, but Su Xiaoyuan felt frightened.
She remembered everything now. The world there was under the temple, and the entrance was an obscene version of hell. If he went any further, it would trigger the plot of the other world in the original novel.
The two worlds will be reversed, the inner world will become reality, and the secret realm will become a painting. Then they can only wait to be cannon fodder one by one, until only the lucky heroine is left, and she is rescued by the arriving Immortal Ling Yue.
Fortunately, the worst result has not happened yet and the inner world has not been opened, but the evil energy he has been infected with is real, and he will really die if no one saves him.
Fu Shiyu, however, was completely clueless about his fate and comforted him: "It's not really a matter of life and death, it's just a failure in the trial. Don't worry about it, Fellow Daoist Su. Please take care of yourself after I leave."
Su Xiaoyuan pursed her lips and looked away: "Let me boil some water to rebandage your wound."
Fu Shiyu: "Thank you very much."
Of course he knew that she would never agree to such an unreasonable request, but he couldn't help but take the opportunity to test her.
He hoped that she would refuse decisively, but at the same time he secretly hoped that she would agree.
He was no longer satisfied with the closeness after she fell asleep. He wanted to be close to her and touch her when she was awake. Why could the puppet do it openly, but he could only do it secretly and finally be regarded by her as a dream?
Even though he knew she would definitely refuse, he still wanted her to struggle and hesitate, and rehearse the scene of having sex with him in her mind. She would think about it day and dream about it night. Would she really dream about him?
Just imagining it made his blood boil.
But her reaction just now was an unexpected gain.
Why did her expression suddenly turn terrified when she heard that his evil spirit was contracted in the underground palace?
With her level of cultivation, it was impossible for her to detect the difference in demonic energy, and it was impossible for anyone to tell her that there were real demons in this secret realm. Even he only noticed it after he came in.
What does she know, and how does she know it?
And what was so special about Lin Wan? Why was she so afraid of her?
No, what she was afraid of was not Lin Wan herself, but something else, invisible and unpredictable.
There are still too few clues, he needs to know more and explore more.
Su Xiaoyuan boiled some hot water with a heavy heart, cleaned Fu Shiyu's wound again, applied a thin layer of spiritual liquid, re-bandaged it with clean gauze, and packed up the tools. The sun had unknowingly set in the west.
Her stomach suddenly made a series of "gurgling" sounds, and her face immediately turned red. Then she remembered one thing after another and had not had time to eat lunch.
Fu Shiyu immediately stood up and said, "Friend Su, please wait a moment. I will go and cook some simple food."
He was injured and possessed by demonic energy, so she didn't feel comfortable bothering him. She quickly pulled out a small medicine bottle from her Qiankun bag and said, "I'll just take the fasting pills and I'll be fine."
But Fu Shiyu had already skillfully opened the small cupboard and taken out the pots, pans, and ingredients.
"I think Fellow Daoist Su seems to have a cold body. It's better for him to eat less fasting pills." The man said lightly while washing the spiritual fruit with his back to her, "I can cook here. You can eat after I leave."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little dazed. Her puppet always prevented her from eating the fasting pill. This time, considering the trouble of cooking in the secret realm, she secretly stuffed it into the Qiankun bag and brought it in.
The figure in front of her looked so much like Fu Tingyun, with similar figure, temperament, posture and movements. If it weren't for the different hair color, she would have almost mistaken him for someone else.
While she was in a daze, Fu Shiyu had already washed a few flame fruits, peeled them with his exquisite knife skills, cut them into small pieces of even size and beautiful shape, arranged them on a plate, inserted bamboo sticks, and placed them in her hand: "Eat some first to fill your stomach."
Fu Shiyu quickly used limited ingredients to prepare four dishes and one soup that were a combination of meat and vegetables, and were both delicious and flavourful.
Su Xiaoyuan took a few bites and it still tasted familiar, but she couldn't swallow it. Her mind was full of the evil energy entangled in the wound on his back.
Fu Shiyu also put down his chopsticks and looked at her with his eyelids raised: "But the food is not to your liking?"
"No, no, it's delicious." Su Xiaoyuan said quickly.
"You're not picking up your chopsticks," the man's eyes were sharp and bright, "because the thing on my back is too disgusting..."
"Of course not..." Su Xiaoyuan took a few bites of food.
"That's good," the man said with a gentle look. "I'll go to the woods again before daybreak to see if I can hunt some game. I can roast it tonight and make some jerky out of the excess. It looks like we'll have a few more days in this secret realm..."
Su Xiaoyuan felt as if a huge stone was pressing on her heart, and she felt a little overwhelmed: "Friend Fu, please take a good rest and stop wasting your energy doing these things for me."
Fu Shiyu: "It's okay. You don't need to use spiritual power to hunt a few small beasts. As long as you don't use spiritual power, your demonization won't accelerate. If you're lucky, you might be able to hold on for another night."
His gaze was like a winter lake reflecting the stars. "Although I didn't have the chance to take the trial, I'm very happy to meet Fellow Daoist Su."
He paused, lowered his eyes, and a hint of shyness appeared on his cold face: "Maybe we will have a chance to meet again after we leave the secret realm."
Su Xiaoyuan hummed softly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
After taking a few more mouthfuls of rice, she finally couldn't help but put down her chopsticks and bowl, sat up straight, and mustered up the courage to ask, "How close do you mean when Fellow Daoist Fu talks about closeness?"
Fu Tingyun looked at the girl. Her eyelashes were trembling, her small nose was covered with sweat, and her face was pale.
God knows how much courage she needed to convince herself.
She really thought that his life or death depended on her decision, so she made up her mind.
"How far are you willing to go to save others, Brother Su?" He asked calmly, but his blood was already boiling, half of it was uncontrollable excitement, and the other half was almost anger.
The girl's face turned even paler: "I... I don't know..."
"Handshake, hug, caress, kiss... or something more intimate than that?" He spoke slowly, enunciating each word.
Tears welled up in Su Xiaoyuan's eyes. She looked at the face in front of her, which was as white as snow and so beautiful that it was breathtaking, but another face appeared in her mind.
In contrast, it is much duller, even a little stiff and unnatural.
But when she thought of him, her heart felt sour and swollen, and two strings of tears couldn't help rolling down.
She wanted to save people, but how would she face Fu Tingyun after leaving the secret realm?
Of course the puppet wouldn't know, but she couldn't fool herself.
The man suddenly smiled silently, his eyes a little lonely. He raised his hand, as if to touch the tears on her cheek, but withdrew it before he could touch it.
"Are you scared? Just keep Fellow Daoist Su by my side, within three feet. There's nothing else to do."
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Author's words: -20: Good news, my wife is very loyal, bad news, my wife likes puppets
I made my wife cry and had to stop, but I still had to be close to her after she fell asleep.
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