My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Su Yue is pregnant, so she can't go to places like the kitchen where there's a lot of oil and smoke. Therefore, Qi Yu has been cooking for her these past few days.

After Qi Yu left, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then in the next moment, Su Yue slowly opened her eyes. Her dark pupils, as black as the night sky, moved downwards and glanced at the spy covering her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

These days aren't bad!

As long as I can protect my husband, I'm willing to be a villain, or even a devil!

Su Yue lifted the blanket, sat up from the chair, and then stretched.

Recently, she has been sleeping more and more. She used to hardly ever take a nap, but lately, no matter how busy she is, or even when she is practicing, she still wants to take a nap.

Gently stroking her lower abdomen, Su Yue's eyes softened, and she smiled, her face radiating kindness and gentleness.

I'm about to become a mother!

"Child, let's go see what delicious food your father has made for us?" Su Yue said softly.

As she spoke, Su Yue stood up and headed towards the kitchen.

……

Qi Yu was holding a cleaver, preparing a carp. With a swift stroke, the fish was cut open and placed on a plate for later use.

On the stove next to it was a clay pot, the lid of which was shaking from the steam, as if it would be overturned at any moment.

Qi Yu washed the fish blood off his hands, picked up a rag and covered the lid, then lifted the lid to reveal a plump chicken in the casserole.

Qi Yu smelled the aroma, thought for a moment, then turned around, picked up a soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

Qi Yu smacked his lips and added some fine salt.

Qi Yu refined this salt himself. He didn't refine fine salt in the first place because he was afraid of trouble from the government, since privately producing and selling salt were serious crimes.

But now that there are so many lice, they are not afraid of being bitten. The imperial court adding a serious crime of salt production and sales to its own name is of no consequence.

Add some salt, then some galangal and cardamom, cover the pot, and continue to simmer.

Pregnant women should eat well, but with as little oil and salt as possible. Qi Yu has always followed this principle, ensuring the taste while keeping the oil and salt intake low.

After graduating from university, the first thing I did wasn't to look for a job, but to learn how to be a chef, which now seems to have been somewhat useful.

Qi Yu was in a good mood, humming a serenade as she busied herself in the kitchen, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Su Yue stood at the door, watching Qi Yu busy himself.

Seeing the smile on Qi Yu's face, Su Yue also smiled.

Qi Yu was happy, and she was happy too; happiness is such a simple thing.

Contentment brings happiness, and she was content; all she wanted was this kind of everyday life.

Sometimes, however, these seemingly ordinary wishes are difficult to fulfill.

That's why she wants to change the world!

She didn't tell Qi Yu her plan, not because she didn't trust him or didn't feel at ease, but simply because she didn't want Qi Yu to worry.

Because Su Yue knew that if it was something she wanted to do, no matter what it was, Qi Yu would definitely support her wholeheartedly.

Just as she was willing to work hard to achieve Qi Yu's wishes and goals, Qi Yu would definitely do his best to help her.

But Su Yue didn't want to work as hard as Qi Yu; he needed to take a few days off.

Su Yue knew exactly what Qi Yu had been doing these past few days.

Qi Yu could have used her power, the power of the Blood God Cult, but he didn't.

Qi Yu, relying on his own strength, is plotting to confront the Purple Qi Pavilion and the Heavenly Edge Sea Pavilion.

Before he was crippled, with his strength, he might have succeeded, because Qi Yu at that time was indeed very troublesome, even close to invincible.

At that time, he could handle both one-on-one fights and group brawls, and Qi Yu's reserves of true energy were astonishing.

This technique works on most masters, including her, but it's ineffective against Qi Yu in a gauntlet-style battle.

At that time, Qi Yu had no weaknesses whatsoever; he was excessively powerful.

It's just that Qi Yu himself probably didn't even realize it!

"Husband, do you need my help?" Su Yue asked with a smile.

Although her cooking wasn't as delicious as Qi Yu's, it was still passable; at least she could chop vegetables without any problem.

She's not some pampered young lady who never lifts a finger!

Qi Yu put down the cleaver, picked up a rag to wipe his hands, walked over to Su Yue, and pushed her out of the kitchen.

"The kitchen smells too strong, don't come in. Tell me if you're hungry!"

Su Yue looked at the sweat on Qi Yu's forehead, sighed helplessly, and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe away the sweat.

It's the middle of summer now, and Qi Yu can't use his internal energy, so naturally he can't borrow the surrounding temperature anymore.

Qi Yu smiled, then went back to the kitchen to continue preparing the ingredients.

This place is quite nice. Someone delivers vegetables every day. You just need to tell the old man who delivers the vegetables what you need the day before.

Dinner was ready when the sun had completely set. Qi Yu and Su Yue sat facing each other, but there were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

"Wife, let's invite your junior sister to come and eat too!" Qi Yu said.

He always knew Zhen Qing was nearby. Every time he went out, he felt someone following him. Before, it was a man, and now it was Zhen Qing.

Su Yue was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and asked, "Husband, do you know she's nearby?"

Qi Yu nodded and said, "Although I've lost my true energy, I've still learned so many Taoist arts. Some of these arts don't require true energy, such as the [Qi Observation Technique]."

Most of the Taoist supernatural arts require righteous energy to sustain their consumption, but some supernatural arts do not. Most of the ones taught by Qi Ran are these.

Su Yue didn't ask any further questions, then smiled and said to the door, "Zhen Qing, come and eat with us!"

Zhen Qing appeared at the doorway, her curvaceous figure accentuated by a light blue dress that perfectly showcased her figure.

The clothing styles of demonic cultivators are generally diverse, and the Blood God Cult is among them.

Su Yue's original clothes were similar, at least her collarbone was exposed, and the style was like that of the Tang Dynasty, which was quite open.

Looking at Zhen Qing's clothes, Qi Yu couldn't help but think of several modification options.

Su Yue also owns clothes in this style, mostly purple.

My wife seems to have a fondness for purple!

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Chapter 216 The Confucian Scholars

Late at night, Qi Yu lay in bed, his eyes wide open in the darkness, thinking about something else.

Just now, Zhen Qing brought some news.

The contemporary leader of Confucianism agreed to his request, and he will come with the sacred relics left by the Confucian sage.

The number of Confucian martial artists is the largest, but there is not a single grandmaster among them, which has become a source of great distress for them.

They are now going to great lengths to find a way to break through to the Grandmaster level.

And so far, the hope lies with myself.

He had no fondness for Confucianism because it had offended him in the matter of Song Yuntao.

Moreover, after the Confucian scholar Zhuang Zhihuan took Song Yuntao's body back, he said he would return it no matter what, but so far, there has been no news, as if he had forgotten about it.

Song Yuntao is a hypocritical villain. He doesn't know why the Confucianists kept his body, but what they did made him very uncomfortable.

Qi Yu sighed softly and rubbed his temples. He knew he couldn't destroy the Purple Qi Pavilion and the Heavenly Edge Pavilion by himself.

He could negotiate with the Confucianists, since they were the ones who needed his help.

However, this kind of shady deal made Qi Yu very uncomfortable, because he hated this kind of coercive approach, whether it was others forcing him or him forcing others.

Right now, there's a huge piece of fat meat dangling in front of me, and the question is whether to eat it or not.

I ate myself and turned into the kind of greasy person I hate the most!

I felt a little unwilling to let a piece of fatty meat slip away from me.

As he pondered this, Qi Yu couldn't help but think of the head coach's face.

The primary focus of teaching is cultivating the mind; everything is done through the mind!

In other words, do things in a way that you don't regret!

How do you choose whether to eat or not, so you won't regret it?

Qi Yu knew what choice to make, because even now, he still didn't want to become a greasy middle-aged man.

Even if this represents growth!

The Confucian scholars will arrive tomorrow; we'll see then.

Qi Yu shifted his body slightly, grabbed the edge of the quilt, and lifted it up towards Su Yue before slowly closing his eyes.

He wanted to protect Su Yue and the child; he didn't want his child and wife to live in a rotten mire.

At the very least, we must provide them with a stable life!

Because of my unlucky nature, even if I try to be a lazy bum, trouble will still find me.

Since there's no way to stop trouble from coming, then I'll eliminate the source of the trouble myself.

Su Yue couldn't fall asleep; after all, Qi Yu's movements were so exaggerated that it was hard for her to ignore them.

Su Yue moved closer to Qi Yu and then nestled in his arms.

There wasn't much she could do, and Qi Yu didn't want her to interfere, so she didn't get involved in Qi Yu's affairs.

……

When Su Yue woke up in the early morning, Qi Yu was gone, and there were clean clothes neatly folded on the bedside table.

Su Yue glanced at the slanted sunlight on the ground, deduced the time, then sighed and touched her flat stomach.

It's been almost a month and a half, and she's becoming increasingly sleepy.

Based on the timeline, she should give birth in late winter or early spring next year.