My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

"No need, this is fine, I like it this way!"

He was not a scholar, and he disliked wearing a bun on his head.

He prefers to wear his hair down, but if conditions allow, Qi Yu would like to cut it short, not for any other reason than that it's too difficult to manage.

Seeing that Qi Yu insisted, Su Yue said nothing more.

Moreover, she also felt that Qi Yu looked better now.

Her long hair was draped down her back, with a third of it tied back with a red ribbon.

Qi Yu looks even more dashing and unrestrained in this way, yet he exudes a sense of depression, creating a very subtle temperament.

At this moment, Qi Yu was dressed in a magnificent black robe, and he really looked like a refined young nobleman.

She possesses an elegant and noble demeanor, yet is also unrestrained and unconventional.

And Qi Yu's face, though I don't want to admit it, is really handsome.

This was Su Yue's objective and calm judgment, not subjective boasting.

"Let's go to the banquet," Qi Yu said with a smile.

The meal we just had was a simple home-cooked meal that the family ate together. The meal we're having next is with our guests.

……

Upon arriving at the hall, before even stepping inside, Qi Yu was startled by the scene before him.

As soon as he reached the door, a long sword was right in front of him, its tip less than a centimeter from his brow.

"Oh? So you really don't know martial arts!"

The sword's owner spoke indifferently; he was a young man with thick eyebrows and large eyes.

Qi Yu frowned as he looked at the young man, but remained silent.

The young man glanced at Qi Yu disdainfully, then sheathed his sword and waved to the group of young people in the hall.

"Su Yue's husband has arrived. All the people I've never met before have come, but none of them know martial arts."

As soon as the young man shouted this, all eyes in the hall immediately turned to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu looked at the people inside; they were all young people, about twenty or so.

"Huh? He really doesn't know martial arts? Su Yue is such a capable girl, how come she married someone who doesn't know martial arts?"

Immediately, someone exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Qi Yu with the same eyes one would use to look at a rare and exotic animal.

Not content with just standing and watching from a distance, he walked closer, stroked his chin, and looked him up and down without restraint.

Qi Yu looked at these people indifferently. They were all strangers, but they had immediately put him in a bad light and embarrassed him. This was enough for Qi Yu to put them on his blacklist.

"Guards!!" Qi Yu shouted.

The servants in the front yard immediately ran over and bowed to Qi Yu.

"Young master, what are your orders?"

Qi Yu turned around and asked indifferently, "How do you do things?"

"Young master, we..." The servant looked bewildered, not understanding what he had done wrong to be said this to him.

Qi Yu turned around, pointed at the young man who was looking him up and down, and then at the thick-browed, big-eyed young man who was brandishing a sword to intimidate him.

"Today is my father-in-law's birthday, what's wrong with you? You didn't even guard the door properly, letting two mad dogs run in?"

Su Lie and Su Yuan's expressions changed, and they both looked at Qi Yu, their eyes blazing with anger.

Mad dog?

She really dares to speak her mind!

The two servants were taken aback for a moment, then one of them said helplessly, "Young master, these two are young master Su Lie and young master Su Yuan. They have come to celebrate the master's birthday."

Qi Yu knew that those who were in this hall were there to celebrate a birthday.

But these two mad dogs immediately tried to intimidate him; Qi Yu was no pushover.

Qi Yu feigned realization, then bowed to Su Lie and Su Yuan.

"Oh, it's you two cousins! When I first came in, I didn't realize you were two cousins. I thought it was someone's dog that had slipped out of its leash and was freeloading. I'm so sorry, so very sorry!"

Su Lie and Su Yuan's faces had turned purplish-red, clearly showing their anger.

Qi Yu, however, looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.

I probably can't beat you guys in a fight.

However, when it comes to verbal sparring, I've never lost!

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Chapter 18 Getting Angry

Qi Yu and Su Lie and Su Yuan glared at each other at the door, and some of the others around them hurriedly came up to comfort them.

Su Lie glanced indifferently at Qi Yu, snorted coldly, and said, "The weak only know how to bark like dogs. Su Yue actually chose a good-for-nothing like you who only knows how to talk big as her husband. Is she blind?"

Qi Yu's smile gradually faded, and his gaze towards Su Lie became very indifferent.

He could tolerate being humiliated by others, but he would never allow anyone to humiliate Su Yue.

Blind?

"Wait a minute!" Qi Yu said indifferently as Su Lie was about to leave.

Su Lie and his companions all looked at Qi Yu, clearly wondering what he was up to.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Qi Yu approached Su Lie.

Su Lie was half a head taller than Qi Yu, so Qi Yu could only look up at the latter's eyes.

"You want to..." Su Lie was about to speak when a hand loomed large in his eyes.

Snapped!

Qi Yu's fist missed Su Lie, but was blocked by Su Lie's palm, who also firmly gripped Qi Yu's fist.

Just as Su Lie was about to say something, a tremendous force pushed his hand hard against his face.

That force...

Su Lie's expression turned serious. He then channeled his inner energy and shoved Qi Yu away.

Qi Yu was forced back by the true energy, taking a few steps back. His arm felt numb and sore, and the wound that had just been treated reopened, even more severely than before.

Qi Yu put his injured right hand behind his back and looked at Su Lie with indifferent eyes.

Su Lie also looked at Qi Yu, his surprise mixed with anger.

He was a seventh-rank martial artist, yet in a pure contest of strength, he couldn't even defeat Qi Yu, a frail scholar.

To force him to retreat, one actually had to use one's true energy.

This is an absolute disgrace!

"Qi Yu, what are you doing? How dare you lay a hand on Brother Su Lie? Do you know that he is a captain in the Chilin Army!" Su Yuan scolded from the side.

Qi Yu glanced indifferently at Su Yuan, then looked at Su Lie.

He knew about the Chilin Army; in the Dayun Dynasty, no one was unaware of the Chilin Army.

That was the most valiant and skilled army in the Great Yun Dynasty, composed entirely of martial artists, and exceptionally brave.

However, Qi Yu didn't care whether Su Lie was from the Chilin Army or the Cook Army; he just wanted to give him a beating first.

Just as Qi Yu was about to make a move, Su Yue's voice came from behind him.

"Husband, what's wrong? What are you doing at the door?"

Qi Yu and everyone in the hall looked towards the entrance, and there stood Su Yue in a white dress!

Beside her stood Su Yun, a man with a poker face, who was also indifferently watching the crowd in the hall.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly hid his right hand inside his sleeve, not wanting Su Yue to see the reopened wound.

However, Su Yue still noticed Qi Yu's unnatural body movements and then looked at Qi Yu's sleeve.

pat!

A drop of blood slipped from between his fingers and fell to the ground, so noticeable at that moment.

Su Yue's face was a little pale. She hurriedly stepped over the threshold, came to Qi Yu's side, and grabbed Qi Yu's hand and lifted it up.

The sleeve slid open, revealing a hand. The bandage was stained red with blood, and the blood was so thick that it could not be stopped, and it was slowly seeping out.

Su Yue's mouth opened slightly, then she looked at Qi Yu and said, "What happened? I just applied medicine to you, how did it crack? And why is it so bad?"

Qi Yu shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury!"

Su Yue looked down at her wound, then her clear phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

There was a trace of true energy remaining on Qi Yu's wound; it was this very true energy that had caused the wound to reopen.

It was also because of this internal energy that the wound could not stop bleeding automatically.

Su Yue glanced at Su Lie behind Qi Yu, said nothing, and pulled Qi Yu's hand to walk out.

"Let me treat your wound first, come with me!" Su Yue said.

Qi Yu stared blankly at Su Yue, letting Su Yue pull him out.

All the young people in the hall were watching, but no one said anything.

Su Yun stood at the door, watching Su Yue and Qi Yu disappear around the corner before turning to look at Su Lie with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

Su Lie felt a little uncomfortable under Su Yun's gaze and frowned, saying, "What? Su Yun, do you want to have a competition?"

Su Yun said indifferently, "Good luck to you!"

He and Su Yue grew up together and knew his younger sister's temper well; she was extremely petty and willful.

However, after marrying Qi Yu, she seemed to have become much more restrained and docile.

But just now, for a fleeting moment, he sensed the icy aura emanating from Su Yue.

He knew then what kind of raging storm was hidden beneath Su Yue's calm exterior.