The Demon Venerable’s Wistful Desire
The Demon Venerable’s Wistful Desire Chapter 90

The Demon Venerable’s Wistful Desire

Translator: She.Wee


Chapter 90: Savior in Pink

Venerable Guannan’s anger flared even more upon seeing the two of them casually chatting on the battlefield. His strikes became fiercer, his eyes cold as the night frost, his sword slashing as if to sever the crescent moon.

Water and fire, inherently opposing elements.

The sky was a vast chessboard of stars, and the roaring flames collided with the widespread water curtain, creating a stark and powerful contrast.

The water surged like a disaster, engulfing Xi Lin, and as it extinguished the flames, it sent up clouds of steam, resembling winter frost descending in the night.

No one present dared to act rashly. They thought that Venerable Guannan must have realized that his partner was actually a demonic cultivator, which explained his fury—an emotion fitting for any true man.

Venerable Xian Yue was also pleased with Venerable Guannan’s fierce demeanor. She felt a sense of satisfaction, imagining that Venerable Guannan must be regretting his choice of that woman over herself.

Now he must realize how absurd his decision was—choosing a demonic spy!

Knowing that Si Ruoyu was actually a demonic cultivator and seeing Guannan’s anger, the disciples of Nuan Yan Pavilion focused their attacks on Si Ruoyu, blaming her for the failure of their assault on the demonic sect.

Si Ruoyu’s combat abilities were not particularly strong; among Nascent Soul-stage cultivators, she was considered middle to low in terms of battle prowess. Under the concentrated attacks, she was forced to retreat step by step. Meanwhile, Xi Lin was entangled in a fight with Venerable Xian Yue and Venerable Guannan, unable to help her.

At that moment, Venerable Guannan evaded Xi Lin’s attack and rushed toward Si Ruoyu, shielding her from a series of assaults.

Seeing this, someone questioned, “Guannan, are you out of your mind?!”

Venerable Guan Nan coldly snorted, “No matter what her identity is, she’s still my partner.”

“Are you planning to betray Nuan Yan Pavilion as well?”

“I’m only protecting my partner. Don’t twist my words.”

Si Ruoyu couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Venerable Guannan’s attitude. What shocked her the most was that Venerable Guannan didn’t seem surprised by her true identity.

Watching Venerable Guannan protect her with his back turned, guarding her in front, Si Ruoyu suddenly felt that her efforts over the past few centuries hadn’t been in vain.

With a peach blossom fan, a dance in pink, and a man raising his sword to stand against the world for her—this was indeed a rare fortune.

Someone reminded Venerable Guannan, “She’s likely a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect. Does that not bother you?”

Accompanied by a disdainful laugh.“So what? Since she was sixteen, she’s been my senior sister. We’ve been inseparable for hundreds of years, and she’s now my partner. What does it matter what her original identity was?

That person reiterated the severity of the situation, “You’re going against Nuan Yan Pavilion!”

Venerable Guan Nan frowned slightly, lowering his voice as he coldly responded, “If you continue to attack my partner, you’ll be making an enemy of me.”

At that moment, Xi Huai launched another attack, leaving them no time to talk further.

Everyone understood that this was a battlefield, not a place for arguments, so they resumed fighting.

Xi Huai had always had a good impression of Venerable Guannan and Si Ruoyu, so he also intended to help them out of this situation. He didn’t attack them but instead joined forces with his father to kill Venerable Xian Yue.

Venerable Xian Yue gradually found herself outmatched by Xi Lin, especially with Xi Huai occasionally supplementing the fight with spells.

She glanced at Venerable Guannan with resentment, seeing that he had stopped fighting, no longer engaging with the demonic cultivators or confronting his fellow disciples. He simply watched Si Ruoyu, his expression complex.

When that man protected Si Ruoyu, he was as radiant as the morning sun.

But when he fought by her side, he was as cold as jade.

Venerable Xian Yue suddenly shouted, “Guannan, I command you to kill her, or I will expel you from Nuan Yan Pavilion!”

Venerable Guan Nan looked at her and replied, “You have no right to command me.”

After speaking, he pushed Si Ruoyu out of the battlefield and into the area where the injured demonic sect members were.Then, he turned back and loudly declared, “Three Su residences, withdraw!”

Venerable Xian Yue was furious and demanded, “Are you going to desert us?”

“The situation is already decided. We’ve lost. My priority is to ensure the survival of the disciples from Three Su.” With that, Venerable Guannan led the Three Su disciples in retreat.

The other sects, who had been forcibly invited to join, saw that Venerable Guannan was retreating and realized that staying behind would only lead to slaughter. They also chose to retreat.

Venerable Xian Yue, watching these people withdraw, became so enraged that she lost control of her spiritual energy and took a sword strike to the chest.

Xi Huai’s sword pierced through her body, the blade emerging from her back. He quickly withdrew his sword, expertly flicking the blood off the blade, as if worried that Venerable Xian Yue’s blood would taint his weapon.

Someone caught Venerable Xian Yue as she fell from midair, exchanged a glance, and then retreated in disgrace.

Xi Lin wanted to pursue them, but Xi Huai stopped him. “The other seniors are still low on spiritual energy. If we continue to chase them, we might suffer casualties.”

“But—”

“This grudge will be avenged.” Xi Huai responded with just four words.

Xi Huai had never been a merciful person, and when he spoke those words, his eyes were filled with ruthless determination.

After considering for a moment, Xi Lin listened to him and ceased the pursuit, instead leading the Qingze Sect and their allied cultivators to retreat.

Upon returning, Xi Huai immediately sought out Chi Muyao, checked his condition, and, after confirming he was unharmed, lifted him into his arms, intending to take him back to his cave at Qingze Sect.

At that moment, someone reported, “A disciple from Nuan Yan Pavilion suddenly arrived. A mere Golden Core-stage disciple dared to come alone—how strange.”

Xi Huai, holding Chi Muyao, turned to see Yu Yanshu walking toward them at a leisurely pace. A cultivator held a sword to him, but Yu Yanshu didn’t resist. As he approached, he said, “I am Yu Yanshu, a disciple of the Three Su residences at Nuan Yan Pavilion. I have a shameless request—would the Sect Master be willing to hear a few words?”

Xi Lin looked at Xi Huai and asked, “You know him, right?”

Xi Huai nodded.Yu Yanshu glanced at Xi Huai, then at the unconscious man in pink in his arms. After scanning the surroundings, he remained silent.

Xi Lin said to Xi Huai, “You’re in charge this time, so you handle it.”

Xi Huai calmly approached, still holding Chi Muyao, and asked, “What do you want?”

“I know your sect has established a teleportation array. May we borrow it to rescue the disciples of Nuan Yan Pavilion trapped within? Nine of them are still alive. Also, the young sect master has taken the souls of many people on the periphery. I hope he can restore their consciousness.”

Xi Huai unexpectedly chuckled in anger after hearing this, “I thought you were different, but it turns out you’re just as shameless as the rest.”

“I know this is an extremely unreasonable request. We didn’t contribute, yet we seek to take advantage of the situation. If you have any conditions, I will discuss them with my sect. If possible, we will do our utmost to fulfill them.”

“We at Qingze Sect lack nothing. If you must offer something, bring me Xianyue’s head, and maybe I’ll consider it.”

“That’s obviously impossible.”

“Then there’s nothing more to discuss.”

Seeing that Xi Huai was about to leave, Yu Yanshu quickly spoke again, “I wish to become the sect master. I need to build my merits to compensate for my lack of qualifications. This is my first step. If I can become the sect master, I will strive to reform Nuan Yan Pavilion, ensuring such despicable acts never happen again. Can you give me a chance?”

He candidly laid bare his intentions.Xi Huai, who was about to leave, suddenly paused, turned around, and looked at Yu Yanshu again.

For some reason, he was reminded of Yu Chaoluo.

He owed Yu Chaoluo a life debt.

If Yu Yanshu could indeed achieve this, it would align with what Yu Chaoluo wanted.

After a moment of hesitation, Xi Huai said, “I asked my father about this. Activating the array requires twelve Nascent Soul cultivators to operate it simultaneously, which consumes a great deal of spiritual energy. Twelve more cultivators must be on standby to replace them when needed. While operating the array, these cultivators would be in a vulnerable state, easily targeted. If you can gather enough people, and if they dare to enter our Qingze Sect, then the array will be available for your use.”

“Those who need their souls restored must be brought to the gates of Qingze Sect. I won’t go out of my way to help; I’m not that charitable.”

Yu Yanshu was overjoyed and immediately agreed.

Xi Huai added, “I’m agreeing to this only to repay a debt to Yu Chaoluo, not as a favor to you.”

Yu Yanshu was surprised, “You know my elder?”

“Something like that.” Xi Huai replied, then carried Chi Muyao into Qingze Sect.

Xi Lin appeared indifferent, but in truth, he had been eavesdropping the entire time, wanting to see if his son could handle the situation.

After listening, he couldn’t help but ask Xi Huai, “Who is Yu Chaoluo?”

“It’s none of your business. Go meditate and recover your spiritual energy.”

“You little brat!” Xi Lin slapped the back of Xi Huai’s head. “Do I need you to tell me what to do? You should focus on improving your techniques. Look at you earlier, flailing around with no sense of direction. I had to watch out to make sure you didn’t get hit by my attacks.”

Xi Huai ignored him, his only concern now was getting Chi Muyao back.

After a few steps, he decided to fly back with Chi Muyao in his arms. Once inside his cave, he used his telekinetic power to open the dark doors and gently placed Chi Muyao on the bed.

Inside the cave, he activated the formation, fetched some spiritual tools, and began quickly restoring Chi Muyao’s energy.

Xi Huai quietly watched Chi Muyao recover for a while. Then, holding Chi Muyao’s wrist, he infused spiritual energy into him, but grew anxious when the recovery seemed slow. Sitting by the bedside, he leaned down and gently called out to wake him, “A-Jiu, A-Jiu, wake up.”

“Mm?” Chi Muyao was so exhausted that he couldn’t even open his eyes. He responded with a sleepy hum, his voice soft and sweet, making Xi Huai’s heart melt.

“Open your mouth, I’ll give you some spiritual energy.”

“Mm.”

Looking at the antlers on Chi Muyao’s forehead, Xi Huai searched for the right angle before leaning down to kiss his lips.

Though fatigued, Chi Muyao instinctively absorbed the spiritual energy as it was offered. Gradually, he became greedier, moving his hand to grab Xi Huai’s robe.

Xi Huai kissed him tenderly, as if pouring all his gentleness into the embrace, cherishing the delicate flower in his arms.

As he tilted his head slightly, their antlers got tangled.

He had to pull back to untangle their horns, but Chi Muyao anxiously followed his movement. Thus, Xi Huai continued to kiss him while working to free their entangled antlers.

These horns were truly bothersome.

Finally untangling them, Xi Huai gently removed his outer robe and shoes, then climbed into bed, lying beside Chi Muyao.

Xi Huai pulled Chi Muyao into his embrace, channeling spiritual energy into him, all while their lips remained connected.

In the quiet cave, the curtains hung low, swaying slightly from the formation’s energy.

The warm light from the lamps flickered, mingling with the lingering scent of plum blossoms.

The tall man, now cleansed of the battlefield’s bloodshed, embraced the person in his arms, entwining their fingers tightly, never intending to let go.


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