Chapter 77: Beauty Trap

Ye Wenxin blinked innocently, “How could I be such a superficial person? Of course I came back for you.” As she spoke, Ye Wenxin transformed into ‘Ye Liangchen’ again, utilizing her handsome appearance, charming smile, and then the height reversal to immediately trap Xiao Zhang in her arms.

Xiao Zhang was a bit embarrassed.  The person in front of her was still Ye Wenxin, but the aura she exuded deeply captivated her.

“This time…should not set a precedent,” Xiao Zhang yielded, showing a maidenly shy expression that did not match her mature and charming appearance.

“Qianqian, can you do me a favor?” Ye Wenxin watched Xiao Zhang take the bait, her grin growing wider, and she pressed closer.

Thoughts stirred by Ye Wenxin, Xiao Zhang tilted her head slightly, her heart hammering, unwilling to settle down no matter what.

Despite knowing that Ye Wenxin was fooling her, the scent of Ye Wenxin’s body aroused involuntary anticipation in Xiao Zhang.

“What do you need my help with?”

“Classes in the Alchemy Workshop are starting now, right? Help me take the theory classes for a few days, and you’ll get to see Ling Jue too.” Thinking of Ling Jue’s golden age countenance, Ye Wenxin felt that Xiao Zhang would surely not reject her.

But this was just Ye Wenxin’s assumption. Xiao Zhang, who should have been very happy to hear this, stiffened her face and showed an ‘I knew it’ expression.

“I thought you really liked Alchemy classes You can attend class now, but you’re doing other things instead.” Xiao Zhang, upon hearing this, was unwilling to continue taking Ye Wenxin’s classes in her place. Instead, she earnestly advised Ye Wenxin to study diligently and strive for improvement every day.

“Xiao Zhang, don’t you know that the first month is full of theory classes? And those attending would be students who’ve never taken Alchemy classes before. Going would just be a waste of time.” Unlike before, these fifty disciples’ had too poor basic skills, so they would have to learn from scratch.

Therefore, Ye Wenxin planned on using this month to practice the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles. This way, she would have more assurance when administering treatment to Xiao Zhang.

“No. That is your life and the path you’ve chosen.” Xiao Zhang suddenly became obstinate and adamantly refused to help Ye Wenxin.

After that, no matter how Ye Wenxin used the beauty trap, Xiao Zhang had no intent on wavering. Ye Wenxin surrendered and turned back to her original appearance, the dissatisfaction on her face was extremely evident.

“Angry?” Xiao Zhang softened her voice a little, naturally stroking Ye Wenxin’s hair.

“No, after calmly reflecting on it, I was the one who caught you off guard,” Ye Wenxin responded. As she considered it, her behavior was indeed somewhat over the line.

Xiao Zhang entrusted her dignity and life to Ye Wenxin, while still living in a world of fear and uncertainty, not knowing when she would leave this mortal world.

And Ye Wenxin was fooling Xiao Zhang, wasting precious time, yet rather than getting angry, Xiao Zhang took the initiative to comfort her, which was already very rare.

“You must keep a positive outlook. There are no obstacles that can’t be overcome. You still have a long life ahead.” Xiao Zhang smiled softly but stopped stroking Ye Wenxin’s head, covering the spot over her heart, her already grim face turning pale as snow.

“Phew, seems like another episode. You go take a walk nearby, I’ll catch my breath first.” Even so, Xiao Zhang did not show a painful expression, not wanting Ye Wenxin to see her suffering.

Ye Wenxin did not say anything further, just watched Xiao Zhang taking a pill and starting to meditate. Ye Wenxin looked at the slender but strong back and sighed quietly.

She originally just wanted to take advantage of Xiao Zhang, but unexpectedly could not refrain from getting attached.

Ye Wenxin closed her eyes slightly, drew out a silver needle from her bag of holding, poured her Qi into it, and shot it at the unprepared Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang did not seem to have any reaction, already losing her consciousness and tottering to the side.

Before her body could fall down completely, a figure swiftly supported her.

She was still wearing that outer disciple attire, but Ye Wenxin’s young and tender face had disappeared, replaced with a devastatingly beautiful face.

If Xiao Zhang could see such a beauty then, she would certainly be ashamed of herself.

Her beauty was as enchanting as a rose, yet the aura emanating from her was so powerful that it sent shivers down one’s spine. Just standing there, it was as if the whole world was captivated by her.

This person was still Ye Wenxin by nature, but she was a Ye Wenxin who had unlocked the restraint on her cultivation.

“Xiao Zhang, you’re my first acupuncture subject. I absolutely will not let you encounter any issues.” Ye Wenxin looked at the unconscious Xiao Zhang, gently tidying up her slightly disheveled bangs. Her voice carried a hint of unease. As Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, who only knew how to kill, Ye Wenxin’s world was too monotonous.

Because she only knew how to kill, saving lives was also a kind of fear for her.

Afraid that she might not be able to exert the power of the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles, she even spared no effort to release the restrictions on her cultivation. Such behavior was too dangerous in the Azure Wings Sect, but for acupuncture, it was absolutely safe.

Xiao Zhang, however, remained unaware of all this, completely immersed in a coma, showing no pain caused by internal injuries. Ye Wenxin carefully lifted Xiao Zhang and walked towards the direction of her residence.

Entering the room, she isolated everything inside from the outside world, and Ye Wenxin unraveled the contraints of fabrics.

Xiao Zhang’s beauty fascinated the mind, but it was only for a moment. Ye Wenxin’s gaze returned to its icy coldness. She opened the acupuncture kit, and with her agile hands, the silver needles seemed to have a consciousness of their own.

Even in her unconscious state, Xiao Zhang could not help but tremble.

Her body had begun to weaken, unable to withstand the treatment of the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles. Sweat dripped from Ye Wenxin’s forehead as she slowed down the pace of treatment, inserting a needle every quarter of an hour.

The impurities within Xiao Zhang’s body overflowed from her mouth as Ye Wenxin administered the acupuncture, the black mist thick and intense. It was unclear how many people had been killed to produce such hostile energy.

It was due to the excessive killings, coupled with the various injuries on Xiao Zhang’s body that had led to the situation where her internal injuries could not be treated.

Ye Wenxin’s back was already drenched in sweat. She did not feel physical fatigue, but her brain was reminding her that her mind was too tense, sending dangerous signals.

One needle… and then another…

Ye Wenxin, truly displaying the charm of the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles for the first time, felt the power of this ancient manual more deeply. Holding the breath in her chest, she finally inserted the last needle into the acupoint.

In an instant, Xiao Zhang, who had been unconscious, suddenly sat up.

Ye Wenxin pressed Xiao Zhang back down again and injected Qi into her chest. Suddenly, Xiao Zhang’s mouth opened, and she forcefully spat out black blood.

Ye Wenxin gently turned her palm in the air, and the blood transformed into rose petals, floating in the air, incredibly beautiful.

If someone with keen eyesight were to witness this beautiful scene, they would surely recognize the familiarity of this cultivation technique.

Flower Burial was one of the ancient demonic cultivation techniques, using blood as a medium, its use would inevitably lead to the suffering of countless lives.

“Thank goodness it didn’t splatter onto the bed.” Ye Wenxin, however, seemed accustomed to this scene. With a wave of her hand, the petals gathered in a nearby teacup, transforming once again into blood.

The blood was black, looking somewhat disgusting and horrifying. Ye Wenxin saw it but could not help smiling faintly. She then helped check Xiao Zhang’s pulse to ensure that all the stagnated blood had been completely cleared.

As long as Xiao Zhang rested for a while longer, her body would gradually recover.

Ye Wenxin gradually relaxed, feeling the exhaustion signals generated by her brain. She transformed back into the thirteen-year-old Ye Wenxin, with her cultivation still sealed, intensifying her sense of fatigue.

Looking at Xiao Zhang, who resembled a sleeping beauty, Ye Wenxin took out a storage ring, drank a few sips of spirit wine, and then quietly climbed into bed, soon falling asleep leaning against Xiao Zhang.

She knew not how long she had slept until she felt the movement beside her, causing Ye Wenxin to struggle to open her eyes. When she looked over, Xiao Zhang was staring at her with her chin propped up.

Wearing a thin shirt, her skin as fair as snow, Xiao Zhang looked much healthier than before. There was a playful smile in her eyes, as if she was waiting for Ye Wenxin to explain why she was next to her.

“Xiao Zhang, you’re finally awake. You scared me just now. I thought you were leaving early,” Ye Wenxin exclaimed, already having planned out the scenario. She hugged Xiao Zhang tightly, trying to force tears out but finding herself unable to cry, so she decided to appear even more excited.

Xiao Zhang, who had originally intended to play a trick on Ye Wenxin, was left dumbfounded by the hug. She made a sound of agreement and softly said, “I thought I wouldn’t make it this time too, but it seems like I can stay a little longer.”

Xiao Zhang’s body felt a lot more comfortable, but the powerlessness made her fear that her illness was beyond cure. Seeing Ye Wenxin’s excitement, she felt a slight warmth in her heart and gently patted Ye Wenxin’s back, trying to comfort her.

Ye Wenxin did not reveal her deception and pretended to be serious. “Yes, so we must make the most of our time.”

Xiao Zhang was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, she realized that Ye Wenxin had transformed back into ‘Ye Liangchen’.

“Hehehe, since you don’t have much time left, let’s make the most of it and hug,” Ye Wenxin blinked innocently with that face. She had expected Xiao Zhang’s face to turn red with her teasing, but Xiao Zhang’s reaction seemed calm.

“I prefer your original appearance. I feel more comfortable hugging you that way,” Xiao Zhang replied. She did not know why, even though she thought ‘Ye Liangchen’s’ face was the most perfect handsome face in the world, she now wanted to see Ye Wenxin more.

She wanted to see Ye Wenxin’s natural expression, not this handsome face.

“Then I’ll change back. Don’t regret it.” Ye Wenxin felt somewhat strange, but seeing that Xiao Zhang did not seem to care much about ‘Ye Liangchen,’ she turned back into Ye Wenxin.

They embraced on the bed, and Xiao Zhang felt even more reassured, burying her head into Ye Wenxin’s neck, most of her weight pressing down on Ye Wenxin.