My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

Qi Yu was very strong. If it weren't for the Corpse God clone absorbing the damage, she would have been killed by Qi Yu long ago.

The damage she suffers can be transferred to the Corpse God, which is why she can always be in peak fighting condition.

The corpse god she merged with had reached its maximum damage tolerance limit, which is why she was bleeding just now.

The Corpse Goddess can bear the secret of being harmed by her master, and only she knows this. Even her own parents are unaware of it. How did Su Yue find out?

Involuntarily, Lin Ruoxi's gaze fell on Su Yun.

Currently, besides her, only Su Yun has cultivated the "Slaying the Three Corpses" technique.

Su Yue slowly drew her longsword, purple true energy swirling around its blade. A strange power spread out, and immediately a fierce wind arose in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder. The majestic might of heaven descended, oppressing the world as if it were the end of the world.

Lin Ruoxi sensed danger. Su Yue was stronger than Qi Yu. Although she was not a sub-saint, Lin Ruoxi felt a terrifying power emanating from her that was different from that of a sub-saint, and even stronger.

"After I kill you, I will wipe out the entire Endless Sea and your Xuanzong sect. In the Underworld, you can continue to be your pope!"

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Chapter Seventy-Six: Settling Accounts After the Autumn Harvest

Su Yue made her move, and no one had ever witnessed how terrifying she was when she went all out.

Now we know that nearly half of the palace was destroyed, and all of Xuanzong's key figures in the capital were killed in action, and completely, without even leaving ashes.

Crown Prince Li Ming lost an arm and an eye, while Li Muchen was critically injured and on the verge of death. If it weren't for Princess Li Yulan of Liyang pleading for their lives, both father and son would have died.

Lin Ruoxi's two corpse god clones were scattered and it would be difficult for them to recover. If Lin Ruoxi hadn't run away quickly, she would have died here too.

This battle made everyone tremble with fear. Many people knew that Qi Yu and Lin Ruoxi were near-saints.

However, Su Yue was not a sub-saint, but she was able to suppress Lin Ruoxi, who was a sub-saint, and completely crushed her from beginning to end.

Everyone recognized Su Yue's power; Su Yue was still the same Su Yue who could crush everyone in this world.

The Holy Maiden of the Blood God Cult remains so powerful that it inspires despair!

That night, at least thirty grandmasters died, hundreds of martial artists perished, and countless soldiers were killed.

This battle not only crippled Emperor Xuanzong, but also severely weakened the Dayun Dynasty.

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In the western part of the Dayun Dynasty, in Qinghe County, Lantian County, in Jiangting Village of Jiangzhou City, the old courtyard has been brightly lit again.

With the fall of Duling Pass, Qinghe County was conquered by the Great Qing Dynasty and incorporated into its territory. On the day Duling Pass fell, most of the people of Qinghe County had already fled.

Jiangting Village and Jiangzhou City are now basically ghost towns, with only the elderly, women and children who couldn't escape.

The former prosperity is gone, and this place has been taken over by the Great Qing Dynasty.

Because of Qi Yu, the Great Qing Empress did not do anything to Jiangzhou City, and the Great Qing Dynasty's army did not enter Jiangzhou City at all.

The village was deserted, the courtyard was deserted, and the only source of light was the small courtyard where Qi Yu had lived for four or five years.

When Qi Yu woke up, it was already the third day of the battle in the capital.

His injuries were so severe that he remained unconscious for three days.

The familiar bed curtains and the perfectly firm bed all told Qi Yu that he had returned.

Qi Yu endured the soreness, got out of bed, looked at his upper body, and sighed helplessly.

The wounds had been bandaged, but the dry, aging skin on the arm had deepened, and the entire forearm was now in this aged state.

Qi Yu also felt that his eyesight was slowly deteriorating, commonly known as presbyopia.

Su Yue must have already seen me in this state.

I got up and opened the wardrobe, which was full of clothes. The moment I opened it, a fresh scent of soap pods wafted out.

This was clearly just washed recently!

Qi Yu took a set of clothes from the wardrobe, put them on, and, supporting himself against the wall, walked out of the inner room, through the hall, and to the doorway, where he saw Su Yue in the courtyard.

Su Yue was sewing clothes, and they were all very small pieces, clearly made for children.

Next to Su Yue was a cradle, in which two children were fast asleep.

Looking at the two children, Qi Yu felt the soreness in his body immediately lessen.

Everything is worth it!

Su Yue noticed Qi Yu, stopped what she was doing, turned her head slightly to look at Qi Yu, her face expressionless, neither happy nor sad.

Qi Yu didn't know how to face Su Yue either, and he always felt that a distance was gradually growing between the two of them.

Have I changed?

Maybe!

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Su Yue asked softly.

After a moment of contemplation, Qi Yu raised his head and calmly said, "I'm about to die!"

Su Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone flat, and asked, "And then? What are you trying to say?"

Qi Yu remained calm, his calmness revealing his seriousness, and said firmly, "So, while I'm still alive, I want to do something."

"For example?"

Qi Yu thought for a moment, then calmly said, "For example, Taoism, for example, you, and our children."

"What do you want to do?" Su Yue asked again.

Qi Yu shrugged and said, "First, I need to find a way to live a little longer. With a wife as beautiful and stunning as you, it would be a waste for me to die so easily!"

"Secondly, even if I'm going to die, I want to die after Nan Yutian and Lin Shaolong. If they don't die, I won't rest in peace even as a ghost."

Ultimately, we just want to see our children grow up, and at the very least, see them both get married.

Su Yue's lips curled slightly as she smiled and said, "I thought you'd think you were about to die and wanted a divorce, afraid that I'd become a widow after you died, so you were planning your future."

Qi Yu rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "You should read less of those stories. When have you ever given up on yourself and started preparing for your funeral when you saw that I was about to die?"

Indeed, as Qi Yu said, he never gave up on himself because of death; he was always so cheerful and optimistic.

Even when facing death, he remained calm.

"How much longer do you have to live?" Su Yue asked.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Yu smiled and said, "If I don't use the power of a Quasi-Saint, I should be able to live for three or four years. If I use the power of a Quasi-Saint, my body will weaken and age after each battle."

Su Yue fell silent, lost in thought. After a long while, she looked up and asked, "Did you have a problem breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm? Or is it the Mandala Flower?"

Qi Yu nodded, then shook his head, and said, "Both! The mind aperture I opened is ultimately different from the dantian. Some subtle changes in my body mean that I need to give up my own life force every time I use the power of a sub-saint."

Qi Yu uses the Mind Aperture, and each time he uses the power of a sub-sage, his blood circulates exceptionally fast, and his body cells divide at an accelerated pace, thus prolonging his lifespan.

So even though he could have destroyed the Dayun Dynasty in one fell swoop, he still chose to deploy troops to attack it.

Every time he makes a move now, he's burning his life.

The torment of the datura flower left his body cells riddled with holes, and coupled with his own mental state issues, his lifespan was running out, which is how he ended up with a head of white hair.

"If that's the case, why didn't you tell me?" Su Yue turned her head and stared at Qi Yu.

The calmer she appeared, the angrier she was; Qi Yu had known this for a long time.

Qi Yu shook his head with a wry smile and explained, "You were pregnant at the time. If you had known, you would have worried about me. You might have dragged me around looking for doctors and medicine."

"I was thinking that my baby would be born in a month or two, and I would tell you after the baby was born, but I never expected this to happen."

Su Yue snorted coldly and said, "So you're just going to shoulder it all by yourself?"

Qi Yu sat down next to Su Yue and tried to hold her hand, but Su Yue pulled her hand back and stared at Qi Yu with cold eyes.

Qi Yu said helplessly, "My wife, I'm already like this, please forgive me. Why would you hold a grudge against a dying man like me?"

Su Yue glanced at Qi Yu, sighed helplessly, and said, "Husband, when will you trust me more?"

Qi Yu was silent for a moment, then calmly asked, "Wife, do you know what kind of martial arts I practice?"

Su Yue naturally knew why Qi Yu practiced martial arts. Her heart fluttered slightly; she had almost forgotten why her husband practiced martial arts.

He was originally just a scholar who was unsuccessful in his career but lived life earnestly.

If it weren't for her, Qi Yu would be living a peaceful and stable life now, and wouldn't be involved in these troublesome things.

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Incompetence

“I practice martial arts so that I can protect my wife and family when there is danger, and shield you from the wind and rain, not so that I can be a coward and stand behind you, watching you face danger while I am powerless to help.”

Qi Yu took Su Yue's hand, and this time Su Yue didn't shake it off, letting Qi Yu hold it, and then Qi Yu pulled her into his arms.

"As I said, I have nothing in this world, the only thing I have left is you. You are the harbor of my soul, and you are the only one I must protect."

Su Yue leaned against Qi Yu's chest, listening to the familiar heartbeat and Qi Yu's words, and couldn't help but feel at ease.

But just after Qi Yu said those words, the sound of a baby crying came from the cradle next to her. Su Yue was startled, pushed Qi Yu away, and hurriedly turned around to pick up the baby.

Qi Yu was speechless. Did this kid really take his own life? Even crying has its timing! Your old man is currently trying to win back your forgiveness!

After picking up the crying child, Su Yue gently rocked him, her face full of tenderness and love, exuding maternal instincts.

This was the first time Qi Yu had seen Su Yue like this. For some reason, Su Yue seemed to be radiating holy light, like a god.

"Ji'er, don't cry, don't cry, Mommy's here!" Su Yue comforted her gently.

The child Su Yue was holding in her arms was Qi Ji, the child who was taken away by Lin Ruoxi at birth.

I don't know how Lin Ruoxi raised him, but he's become quite robust after being rescued. The only downside is that he cries a lot.

At this moment, Qi Ji was in Su Yue's arms, crying incessantly, showing no signs of abating. In fact, the more she cried, the louder it became, and no matter how Su Yue tried to comfort her, it was no use.

Seemingly disturbed by Qi Ji's crying, Qi Wen in the cradle let out a whimper, her pink limbs flailing restlessly, as if she might burst into tears at any moment.

Qi Yu was fearless, but at this moment he was afraid that Qi Wen would also start crying, so he hurriedly went to Su Yue's side, wanting to do something to stop Qi Ji from crying.

But he had no experience in comforting children, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do and was anxiously pacing around.

Suddenly, a pink, chubby little hand patted Qi Yu's nose, and the child's crying subsided instantly.