I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

She came for revenge, but why was it different from what she imagined... As a Jindan cultivator, she should have been able to play with Yan Mobai, a mortal, in the palm of her hand.

"At least clean up this place. What if your master finds out?"

Looking at the stone bed that had turned dark, the girl gritted her teeth and recalled the embarrassing scenes.

Thinking of how she had begged for mercy several times in a trembling voice, she became furious: "Master Yan, as the supreme leader of the Demon Sect, are you afraid of the Master's anger?"

"The Demon Cult is a thing of the past."

Yan Mobai sat on the stone bed, looking at this lightly, "You also know that I am just a mortal now."

"Hmph! That's easy for you to say. A hundred years of cultivation has been lost in one day, and the Demon Sect can easily fall into the hands of others. Even if the leader appears calm, he must still be very upset in his heart, right?"

The girl poked his wound deliberately, wanting to see him embarrassed.

Yan Mobai remained indifferent: "When I was in charge of the Demon Sect, there was no beauty like Fairy Li who offered herself to me. Becoming a mortal is not a kind of luck."

You're still talking about this! The girl glared at him fiercely.

But she changed her mind and read another unbelievable meaning from Yan Mobai's words.

Eh?

No way……?

The girl froze like a log.

"Master Yan... have you never had a partner?"

Yan Mobai thought about it, and then answered frankly: "Of course there are many admirers, but the foundation of the Demon Cult is so huge, as the leader of the Cult, I don't have time to care about the love affairs of young people."

The girl stood there in a daze for a long time before she spoke haltingly, "Then... the matter of collecting essences, the leader has never done it before?"

"Of course not."

"But……"

The girl's starry eyes became confused. She didn't know what to ask, but her heart was pounding.

Should she ask the leader, the head of the sect, why no woman has ever thrown herself into his arms? But what reason did she have to ask? What did it have to do with her whether the leader had women around him?

Forget it, I came here today just to let him know that I am much better than those vulgar women, that's enough.

She tried to comfort herself.

But why would I be so upset knowing that I had taken away Yan Mobai's Chuyang...

There's no way to calm down!

Li Yulo tapped his forehead irritably. The more he tried to stop himself from thinking, the more confused his thoughts became.

Until a certain moment, all the complicated and chaotic thoughts suddenly gathered together and became the same thought.

Could it be that I have fallen in love with him?

No...not possible!

The girl's heart twitched and she shook her head desperately, trying to resist this terrible thought.

But it was like entering a maze with only one exit. No matter what excuses she made for herself, in the end the only answer left was the same.

She put down her hand and looked at the slightly frail boy in front of her with a twinkling gaze.

My impression of the leader seemed to still remain on that rainy night. She was tied up and kneeling at the foot of the steps of the Demon Cult's main hall. The young man stood high in the hall with his hands behind his back, looking at the soaked girl with indifference and disdain.

At that time, she struggled to raise her head and looked into the young leader's dark eyes...

It’s all because of that one look!

Li Yulo clutched her wet dress tightly. If the person on the stage was a rat-faced pig, no matter how contemptuous and cunning his words were, she would never be obsessed with him. Instead, she would be extremely grateful to him for letting her return to the mountain.

But the young man was so heroic that he smiled at her contemptuously and said, "It's so ugly, throw it back."

Those words shattered the girl's quietly budding love.

All the resentment and dissatisfaction in the following three years was merely the girl's resentful and obsessive obsession with the unreachable and superior young leader, whose love was ruthlessly shattered.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Yan Mobai looking at her with a half-smile: "Fairy Li seems to care about this matter?"

“No…no!” The girl’s secret was revealed and her face turned red instantly.

After figuring out what he was thinking, Li Yulo didn't know how to face the leader.

Looking at Yan Mobai's messy green robe, she gritted her teeth and said, "You, you stand up!"

Yan Mobai did not resist. He smiled and stood up as he was told.

"Don't move, okay?"

The girl squatted in front of Yan Mobai, muttering to herself, and tied the belt for him with her fair little hands. The true energy lingering on her fingertips smoothed out the wrinkles on the clothes and evaporated the water marks.

After cleaning it thoroughly, she looked up at Yan Mobai and found that he was looking at her meaningfully.

"It seems that Fairy Li has let it go."

"What do you mean by put it down?" The girl played dumb and widened her eyes. "I don't understand! Move your head closer and I'll tie your hair up for you!"

She huffed and stroked the boy's hair with her slender fingers.

As he was sorting things out, his nimble hands slowed down.

He was clearly just a teenager, but his hair was mixed with a lot of lifeless white, like the dead branches and leaves on an old tree, as if they would wither in the next second.

The young man in front of him was no longer the heroic young leader on the rainy night. He was just a mortal who was imprisoned in the Yuheng Immortal Sect and whose life was about to end.

Li Yuluo's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her mood, which had just improved, fell again.

How long has the master extended his life for? I guess it will only last until the day when the evil sect is destroyed.

But even so, she hoped that the Demon Cult would never be destroyed.

"And... don't call me Fairy Li." The girl's voice became softer and softer. "Call me Yu Luo."

Chapter 4: The Guilty Girl

When Li Yulo hurriedly cleaned up the entire cave and collapsed exhausted on the stone bed, the restriction at the door suddenly flickered twice.

A female cultivator, also wearing the white inner sect dress and carrying a lunch box, walked in.

"Junior Sister Lin...Junior Sister Lin?" Li Yulo was so scared that he jumped up from the stone bed.

"Master Sister is here too."

Lin Luan was not very surprised to meet Li Yulo. It was well known in the inner sect that the eldest senior sister was once tied to the top of the Demon Sect's mountain but was thrown back in disgust.

Everyone thought it was a little funny at first, but when they saw how haggard and sad the senior sister looked, they could only feel sympathy for her.

Lin Luan observed the situation in the cave, and soon his eyes fell on the young man.

"Master Yan."

Lin Luan looked at Yan Mobai's neatly-knotted hair in confusion, "Who tied this hair?"

Oops……

Li Yuluo's heart trembled. Before she could think of how to explain, she heard Yan Mobai say, "Of course I tied it myself."

Lin Luan did not doubt it, but just looked at him with a hint of mockery: "I didn't expect that the leader would still have such a refined taste after falling to this point."

"As a guest from afar, you should always be respectful." Yan Mobai said calmly.

Lin Luan sneered at his neither humble nor arrogant words: "That's true, but I hope the leader can understand that no matter how glorious you were yesterday, you are just a mortal prisoner now."

Naturally, she didn't have a good face towards the notorious cult leader.

Seeing that Yan Mobai's expression did not change at all because of the sarcasm, Lin Luan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"I've put the food here. Three meals will be delivered every day. Please help yourself, Master."

Lin Luan took out another pill bottle and placed it on the table. "This is the Dust Purification Pill. You don't have to find a place to wash up, Master."

"Thank you." Yan Mobai nodded.

Before leaving, Lin Luan glanced at Li Yulo.

She always felt that something had changed about this senior sister, but she couldn't put it into words.

The restriction in front of the cave door flashed again, and Junior Sister Lin's figure disappeared in front of the door.

Li Yuluo, feeling guilty, breathed a sigh of relief, her legs softened, and she collapsed back on the stone bed. She had been worried that some of the things she hadn't cleaned up would be discovered by her junior sister, but now it seemed that she had handled it perfectly.

Junior Sister Lin came to deliver food on the surface, but secretly, she must have come to check if there was anything wrong with Yan Mobai.

It's great that we weren't discovered...

She covered her belly, which still seemed warm, feeling uneasy.

What would happen if... her master knew that she had done that kind of thing with the leader of the Demon Cult?

I think being kicked out is the lightest punishment...

While the girl was wondering in her heart, Yan Mobai walked to the stone table and picked up the bamboo lunch box on the table.

The lunch box was very simple. It was simply made by splitting a thick bamboo tube, putting the rice in it, and tying it up with a rope.

Living under someone else's roof, Yan Mobai didn't expect any delicacies to fill his stomach, but just hoped not to go hungry.

The bamboo tube was still hot. He untied the rope little by little and opened the lid. Inside was steaming hot rice, and there was a sticky silk thread pulling between the opened lid of the bamboo tube.

Some of the rice grains were crystal clear, and seemed to be mixed with spiritual rice... Perhaps Qian Qiuxue had specially prepared them for him to restore his health.

He couldn't help but admire Qian Qiuxue's thoughtfulness. The amount of spiritual rice was not large, so it was impossible to absorb too much spiritual energy from it, but if it was only used for healing, it was just right.

He picked up the chopsticks next to him, picked up some and blew gently.

As a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of spiritual cultivation, Yan Mobai can breathe in the essence of heaven and earth at any time. However, he has not taken the initiative to eat for a long time, so he felt a little unfamiliar and a little clumsy when doing these movements.

I can barely think of it as a rebirth...

After the rice grains cooled down a little, he used chopsticks to put the rice into his mouth.

Some rice grains melt in the mouth, sliding down between the tongue and teeth with a cool and crisp feeling.

The other rice grains were also soft and springy, with a faint sweetness in the rice aroma. It did not feel like eating a meal, but rather like eating some kind of tiny pastry.

This kind of rice really doesn't need any side dishes. Yan Mobai was about to pick up some more, but he saw the girl lying across the table, her fair face flat on the table, her black hair spread out, and her light purple eyes looking at him dimly.

"Fairy Li, is there anything wrong?" He put down his chopsticks.

"I told you not to call me Fairy Li..."

Seeing his strange look, the girl felt annoyed for some reason, "Why don't you eat anymore? Is my face disgusting?"

"Not really." Yan Mobai smiled, "I just felt that Junior Brother Li, you seemed to have something to say."

"What a weird name for nephew!!" The girl was even more upset and pounded on the table, "Just call me Yu Luo!"

"If your master hears me calling you like that, I'll be miserable."

"Then don't let her hear it..." Li Yuluo didn't know why she had such disrespectful thoughts towards her mentor. "You can call me whatever you want outside, but when it's just the two of us, call me Yuluo." Her tone softened, "I want to hear you say that."

After all, she just wanted to leave a little mark of herself on Yan Mobai.

No matter how weak Yan Mobai is now, even if he is demoted to a mortal, he is still the leader of the evil cult.

His life and death, and even his ownership, all belong to people like the master, and she herself is more like a kitten stealing food in a treasure house, taking a few more bites before the owner of the treasure house finds out.

However, she cherished the days when she could have an affair even more... The time when the righteous alliance led by Yuheng Immortal Sect would attack the Demon Sect was not far away.

When the Demon Cult is destroyed, whether Yan Mobai is alive or dead, he will no longer belong to her.

"Master Yan," the girl suddenly asked, "If all the righteous sects in the world of immortal cultivation unite, how long can your demon sect hold out?"

"Why ask this question?"

Yan Mobai chewed his rice and spoke vaguely, "Are you saying that the righteous sects are planning to unite and attack the Demon Sect?"

"What if I say yes?" The girl secretly observed Yan Mobai's expression.

Yan Mobai was not as surprised or anxious as she had imagined, as if he had expected this to happen. After swallowing his meal, he said, "The righteous sect will surely crush the demon sect in seven days and make them surrender."

"It's too fake!"

Li Yuluo glared at him and said, "I'm not a fool. Can you make it up more properly?"

Yan Mobai glanced at her: "Isn't this what you want to hear?"