My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Su Yue nestled in Qi Yu's arms, tightening her grip on his waist to hold him even closer.

In the beginning, everyone who knew my identity thought the same thing.

They could hardly believe they would marry a penniless, poor scholar!

No matter how unbelievable it was, she really did like Qi Yu, this poor, penniless scholar, and then she married him!

"I just like it, I don't need any reason!" Su Yue murmured softly.

Qi Yu didn't hear clearly and asked, "What did you say, my wife?"

Su Yue loosened her grip on Qi Yu and gently shook her head: "It's nothing!"

"Dongfang Mengyue is your senior sister, then are you also a member of the Blood God Sect, my lady?" Qi Yu asked.

Su Yue shook her head, her eyes somewhat unfocused, and said in a hurried tone, "No, it's just that my senior sister and I have the same master. I'm not a member of the Blood God Sect!"

Qi Yu nodded, stroked his chin, and murmured, "I see! Then I'll have to avoid this Dongfang Mengyue next time I see her!"

Su Yue asked in confusion, "Why do we have to go around?"

Qi Yu smiled and said, "She's my wife's senior sister, which makes her my senior sister too. It wouldn't be right to hurt her!"

Su Yue gave a bitter and helpless smile and said, "Husband, you're overthinking it. Senior Sister is a very nice person!"

Qi Yu recalled the purplish-red figure in his mind, nodded, and then looked at Su Yue with a complicated expression.

"My lady, you asked your senior sister to help with Song Yuntao's matter, didn't you?"

Su Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It was me. So, I killed Song Yuntao. I killed your friend, my husband, I..."

As Su Yue spoke, her voice trembled slightly, and her thoughts became somewhat chaotic. She did not regret killing Song Yuntao, but Song Yuntao was, after all, her husband's friend.

Just as Su Yue was panicking and worried that Qi Yu might think she was a big bad person, a pair of slightly cold hands cupped her cheeks.

Su Yue looked up in surprise, Qi Yu's handsome face magnified in her pupils, and before she could react, a tingling sensation came from her lips.

Su Yue's eyes widened, her expression one of utter astonishment. But she quickly recovered, her eyelids drooping slightly as she closed her eyes and responded to Qi Yu.

After a while, their lips parted, Su Yue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she breathed softly.

Qi Yu gently stroked Su Yue's cheek and said softly, "The moment Song Yuntao killed Old Wang, he was no longer my friend. Even if you hadn't asked Senior Sister to kill him, I would have done it myself."

"My wife, don't take all the blame and responsibility upon yourself. We are husband and wife, and whatever it may be, we will face it together!"

Su Yue's eyes were slightly red, and she nodded.

"Husband, if I told you now that I was lying to you, and that I am actually the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Cult, what would you do?" Su Yue asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Qi Yu thought Su Yue was joking. After thinking for a moment, he laughed and said, "Then I'll go back to the Blood God Sect with you right away. I won't work hard in my next life. I'll rely on you, Holy Maiden, to support me!"

"What about the sect leader? You are his disciple. Won't you be letting down the sect leader by doing this?" Su Yue asked.

Qi Yu shrugged and smiled, "I do feel a little sorry for my teacher. He helped me open my mind and taught me the cultivation technique. I am able to become a half-step grandmaster now all because of my teacher."

"Then why are you still..." Su Yue was about to retort when two fingers were placed in front of her red lips.

“If you are the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Cult, then I will no longer be a disciple of the cult leader. I will return everything my teacher gave me to him. I will remember his kindness forever!” Qi Yu said.

"Husband, when you say 'return it to the sect leader,' you mean 'return'..." Su Yue knew her husband well; the "return" he was referring to was probably...

"Since it was through the teacher's guidance that I was able to condense true energy and become a martial artist, then I will simply not become a martial artist!" Qi Yu said with a smile.

Su Yue looked into Qi Yu's eyes and realized that Qi Yu was serious about what he said!

If he knew he was truly the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Cult, he would cripple his own inner energy and cease being a martial artist.

All he wanted was to be with me!

It sounds unbelievable, but Qi Yu's expression tells Su Yue that this is exactly what Qi Yu thinks.

She had regretted not being honest with Qi Yu earlier, but now Su Yue felt very fortunate.

The leader of the sect had been kind to Qi Yu, and Taoism was one of the leaders of the orthodox path.

If the world were to find out that the leader's last disciple had married the holy maiden of the demonic sect, it would be an unimaginable blow to the reputation and image of Taoism, as well as to the leader himself.

When that time really comes, Qi Yu will only have two choices.

They might either break ties with themselves, or even kill themselves, to prove that he has no relation to them.

They either betray their leader, abandon their conscience, and watch as Taoism and its leader are subjected to condemnation and criticism from all righteous people in the world.

Given Qi Yu's upright character, he certainly wouldn't let the headmaster fall into that kind of situation.

Not wanting to kill himself for the greater good, and not wanting to betray his sworn brother and implicate the sect leader in injustice, it seems that the only thing Qi Yu can do is to cripple his own martial arts!

Suicide is not possible, because my husband is not such a cowardly person.

He was upright, but not pedantic!

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Chapter 140 Threat

In the dead of night, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and the cold wind whipped the snow into flight in the darkness.

In the bedroom, Su Yue listened to the gentle breathing beside her and slowly opened her eyes.

She twisted her body with difficulty, gave Qi Yu a resentful look, and felt that her whole body was sore and her bones felt like they were falling apart.

In the darkness, Su Yue slowly sat up, stretched out her jade-like hand, and placed her fingers on Qi Yu's neck, injecting a wisp of true energy into his acupoints.

After injecting her true energy, Su Yue endured the soreness all over her body, threw off the covers, got out of bed, and picked up her clothes scattered all over the floor.

After putting away the clothes, Su Yue went to the wardrobe, took out a purple dress from the innermost hidden compartment, and put it on.

After getting dressed, Su Yue sat down by the bed, leaned down and gently pecked Qi Yu on the corner of his mouth before revealing a satisfied smile.

Her husband wouldn't wake up before dawn; she just needed to be back before then.

After covering Qi Yu with the blanket, Su Yue got up and walked towards the door.

Ouyang Ruoxue has arrived; it's only a matter of time before she finds herself.

In that case, I'll go find her myself first!

This is why Su Yue got up in the middle of the night!

She and Ouyang Ruoxue were too familiar with each other; even though she disguised herself and concealed her aura, Ouyang Ruoxue would still recognize her.

What Qi Yu said during the day was etched into his mind and wouldn't leave him.

If the world were to find out that Qi Yu, a disciple of the sect leader, had married the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect, it would be a heavy blow to both the sect leader and Taoism.

If Qi Yu doesn't give up on himself, he'll have no choice but to leave Taoism and return everything the leader taught him.

A martial artist's self-inflicted disability is irreversible. Once a martial artist has lost their skills, there is no possibility of becoming a martial artist again.

To prevent this from happening, she must not let hostile forces know about her relationship with Qi Yu.

Ouyang Ruoxue's appearance has given rise to signs of exposure, so she has to deal with it.

Su Yue found Ouyang Ruoxue without much effort, or rather, it would be more accurate to say that Ouyang Ruoxue found her.

As soon as Su Yue stepped out of the courtyard, a beautiful figure in a blue and white gauze dress stood on the wooden bridge a hundred feet away, holding an oil-paper umbrella. In the wind and snow, Su Yue and Su Yue looked at each other from afar.

Su Yue opened her paper umbrella and walked towards the wooden bridge.

Ouyang Ruoxue didn't move, just stood on the wooden bridge, watching Su Yue approach.

Su Yue did not go onto the wooden bridge, but stopped beside it.

The wind and snow howled, lifting the hems of their clothes, and then, without one in particular, their hands gently touched.

The wind and snow swirled back, and the two streams of true energy clashed and consumed each other in the wind and snow.

The originally white snowflakes gradually turned into blue and purple colors, and at this moment, the snowflakes had become the sharpest weapons.

A strong wind blew sharp snowflakes, which swirled around the two people, forming a special area.

Within this area, anything that tries to approach will be shredded.

The blizzard came quickly and went quickly, because the battle had already been decided.

This is a battle with no suspense!

Ouyang Ruoxue's exposed hands, neck, and even face showed varying degrees of fine scratches.

In contrast, Su Yue was completely unharmed; not a single strand of her long hair was disheveled.

"How exactly did you train? Even those seductive vixens from the Hehuan Sect aren't as fast as you, are they?" Ouyang Ruoxue frowned.

She thought she was a genius, but she was still no match for Su Yue.

Ouyang Ruoxue is twenty-two years old this year, but she is already a grandmaster. She is indeed a genius.

But the man in front of her was a grandmaster at nineteen, and at twenty this year, he had already reached the Dao Integration stage.

She knew she was no match for Su Yue, but she still wanted to try and see where the gap lay between them.

Then, just now, she realized with despair that the gap was enormous!

Su Yue didn't wear a veil because there was no need; she and Ouyang Ruoxue knew each other.

In Su Yue's cold, emotionless eyes, Ouyang Ruoxue's figure was reflected. She spoke slowly and calmly.

"You have two choices now: either die here, and I will send your body back to the Purple Qi Pavilion."

"Second, swear not to tell anyone what you have seen, and then return to the Purple Qi Pavilion to cultivate in seclusion. You must not appear in public for three years!"

Su Yue paused, her voice aloof and cold, with a hint of killing intent, and said, "Now, tell me your choice!"

Ouyang Ruoxue looked at Su Yue, her lips twitching slightly in a half-smile.

"What if I were to tell the whole world that the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Cult is actually married to the cult leader's disciple, and I were to reveal your relationship? Would you really kill me?"

Unable to find Su Yue today, she could only come to see what Wen Zun, who had recently risen to fame and was on par with Dongfang Mengyue, was capable of, and how he could be compared to the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect.

Then she saw something that even she herself thought she was seeing things!

Although she had disguised herself, the woman nestled in Qi Yu's arms, looking every bit the gentle and virtuous wife, was undoubtedly Su Yue.

Who would have thought that the Blood God Cult's Holy Maiden, known for her mystery and aloofness, would nestle in a man's arms like a little woman?

Su Yue had already sensed Ouyang Ruoxue's presence at that time, but she didn't come out until night.