I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"You're holding me in your arms and still thinking about someone else?"

Suddenly, a moist and fragrant smell came to his ears. Xiao Wuyou then withdrew his gaze and gently placed Ye Qingmeng on the bed.

"How is that possible? Just don't look at it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingmeng revealed her inherently evil smile again, leaned against the window, and lifted the corner of her wet skirt.

"Hmm, I don't mind, ok?"

Raindrops kept falling between the slender, round and smooth legs, like jade beads covered with morning dew, which was so beautiful that it made people feel relaxed and happy.

I really don't know if this seductress was really tired or was deliberately seducing him. Xiao Wuyou only knew that if he continued like this, his image as a righteous gentleman would collapse, so he hurriedly looked away: "I care!"

Ye Qingmeng had just had enough fun and smiled: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I am indeed a little tired today. Let's continue after some time?"

"That's not necessary." This is great, Xiao Wuyou muttered to himself, and then he didn't disturb Ye Qingmeng's rest anymore and left.

When Ye Qingmeng was the only one left in the room, she took off her fake smile, covered her mouth, and couldn't help coughing.

Xiao Wuyou, who was hiding in front of the door, naturally captured all of this.

"Miss Xingcai, you must have something to tell me about Ye Qingmeng, right?" Xiao Wuyou glanced at Xingcai.

The latter hesitated again and again, but finally nodded, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

Originally, this matter should have been conveyed by Ye Qingmeng herself, but Xingcai understood that Ye Qingmeng had her own stubbornness, and telling those things to the person she loved was undoubtedly a torture.

"Please follow me. Master Lu has proven his loyalty and deserves to know all this."

Xiao Wuyou followed Xingcai to the empty reception room.

When there were only two people in the room, Xingcai looked over and sighed: "As for the Saint Lady, the magic is not that simple."

"I'd like to hear your story." Come to think of it, no matter how serious the side effects of ordinary magic skills are, it shouldn't cause such pain after just one use.

Xiao Wuyou could clearly see that Ye Qingmeng was just trying to be strong. She said she wanted him to carry her back to the house, but in fact, she was so weak that she couldn't even walk.

"Why would she choose a technique with such serious side effects?" Xiao Wuyou was a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, the status of the Demon Saint is not low. There are so many skills to choose from. Why should she choose one that will make herself suffer?

After these words were spoken, Xingcai's brows furrowed even more, with a bitter look on his face.

"The status of the Saint is not what you think. The Saint of the Demonic Path is not actually the successor of the Demon Emperor, but is specially selected to be the cauldron for the Demon Emperor's breakthrough in the future." Xingcai couldn't help but clenched his fists when he said this.

Xiao Wuyou immediately reacted: "So this technique is the shackles that the Demon Emperor imposed on her?"

Xingcai nodded with difficulty.

"The Saint Lady is cultivating the Nine Nether Mysterious Heaven Technique, which is a method of cultivation that matches her Xuanyin body. It is only to maximize the effect of the dual cultivation method in the future. Every time she uses the energy to fight, her body will suffer backlash."

Xiao Wuyou also guessed this.

However, he had just secretly used his luck to check Ye Qingmeng's body, and the backlash of the evil energy would not endanger his life for the time being, so he felt relieved.

"But I remember she said she wanted to break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage?" Xiao Wuyou didn't believe that Ye Qingmeng would really choose a martial arts method that had no future.

According to the prophecy, she may even become the Demon Emperor in the end. So this technique must be extraordinary.

"That's right. If the Xuanyin body breaks through the God Transformation stage, it can temper the Yin Qi in the body and its strength will increase by leaps and bounds. And if the Jiuyou Xuantian Jue is cultivated to the level of God Transformation, it will no longer suffer from the backlash of demonic energy." Xingcai's expression eased a little when she said this, but then she was speechless.

"It's not that easy to break through to the God Transformation stage." Xingcai covered his face and fell into despair.

That's right. Since the Demon Emperor cultivated Ye Qingmeng as a cauldron, how could he let her strength exceed his control?

That’s why Ye Qingmeng wanted the Netherworld Sword.

Xiao Wuyou had actually experienced it, so he naturally understood that the meaning of the divine sword would be of great benefit to cultivators in certain areas.

It's just that Yan'er hadn't cultivated to the point where she needed the magic sword, Xiaoyu had the spiritual spring to temper her body, and Momo had consumed too much spiritual food, causing her body to suffer excessive damage. They each had their own opportunities, and their paths of cultivation were almost unobstructed, so they didn't need the little help brought by the magic sword.

Only here, Ye Qingmeng has to face a life-and-death problem.

"However, now that the Netherworld Sword has been obtained, why is Miss Xingcai still so worried... Could it be that even with the assistance of the Netherworld Sword's energy, there are risks?" Xiao Wuyou finally understood why Xingcai was so melancholy.

Xingcai nodded helplessly and said worriedly: "With a large amount of demonic energy eroding, the chance of breaking through is higher, but if you take a wrong step, you may become a monster that loses its mind!"

There is no reminder that strength can change destiny. Even if Li Muxue dies, Ye Qingmeng will still arrange for him to be a cauldron for other magic cultivators in the future.

But it is not easy to break through the Divine Transformation. Even with the help of the Nether Sword, there is a possibility of falling into the devil and becoming a monster.

However, this may also be the fate of the dark protagonist. Only by going through life and death ordeals can one become stronger.

Nothing to worry about...

But thinking back to the girl's desperate cries and her fragile and pale smile on the rainy night, Xiao Wuyou couldn't convince himself.

Alas, I was getting too arrogant. I was actually worried about the son of luck?

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes. I hope Mr. Lu can persuade Lady Saint not to be reckless and give up the breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation for the time being!"

Chapter 42: Talk Therapy and Invitation

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"Don't worry, Miss Xingcai. I will persuade her not to do anything rash." Xiao Wuyou nodded in agreement.

"But Miss Xingcai is overthinking. Our Saint Lady should know her limits, right?"

Xiao Wuyou understood Xingcai's concerns. She was afraid that Ye Qingmeng would lose patience and choose to break through with the help of the Netherworld Sword, which would be too risky.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, this method of using excess demonic energy to force growth is indeed inappropriate.

But Ye Qingmeng doesn't seem to need to rush to break through? Now that Li Muxue is dead, the magic genius has suffered a huge blow. Even if the Demon Emperor wants to marry Ye Qingmeng off, he has to find someone, right?

"Although the Saint Lady is usually casual, she is actually very paranoid. I am afraid that in order to avenge the Blood Prison Sect, she may be too anxious and go crazy, which will not be worth the loss." Xingcai's tone was full of helplessness: "Especially since Mr. Lu almost died because of the Blood Prison Sect. At that time, the Saint Lady said that she would destroy the entire Blood Prison Sect for you."

After listening to Xingcai's words, Xiao Wuyou finally understood and couldn't help but feel a little amused.

I think Ye Qingmeng is holding a grudge against Li Muxue. Even though Li Muxue is dead, the hatred he was plotted against will still be remembered by the Blood Prison Gate.

Of course, it was heartwarming that Ye Qingmeng was so concerned that she was even willing to avenge him and go against the entire Blood Prison Sect. However, he was actually fine, and Ye Qingmeng's hatred was actually unnecessary. Thinking of this, Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt a little guilty towards Ye Qingmeng.

If Ye Qingmeng really became possessed because of him and could not wait to practice with the Netherworld Sword, then Xiao Wuyou would never be able to sleep well in his life.

The next morning, upon hearing that Ye Qingmeng had recovered a little, Xiao Wuyou immediately set out to find Ye Qingmeng in the courtyard, intending to persuade her.

Ye Qingmeng was sitting in the pavilion sipping tea leisurely. She was very happy about Xiao Wuyou's visit and quickly asked him to sit down.

"Oh, you miss me after just one night apart?" Ye Qingmeng looked no different from usual except that her face was a little paler. It was obvious that the backlash of her magic power was not as severe as yesterday.

"Lady Saint was a little strange last night..."

Ye Qingmeng shook her finger and pouted in dissatisfaction: "Lady Saint, this seems a bit strange to you."

"Ye Qingmeng, I'm very worried about you." Xiao Wuyou was not polite and changed the words directly.

"Xingcai told you?" Ye Qingmeng had expected this. She glanced towards the gate of the yard and saw a figure flash by.

"Alas, I am too gentle and I failed to train my subordinates well."

Hearing Ye Qingmeng's sigh, Xiao Wuyou could only laugh dryly.

He casually said he wanted to wipe out the entire Blood Prison Sect. No matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with gentleness.

"If you're worried that I'm in a hurry to use the Netherworld Sword Demonic Energy to break through to the Divine Transformation stage, there's no need to worry." Ye Qingmeng really understood Xingcai and completely guessed what Xingcai was thinking.

A hint of coldness flashed across the girl's eyes: "The debt owed by the Blood Prison Sect will have to be repaid sooner or later, but there is no rush."

First, he planned to join forces with other geniuses of the magic path to plot against him, and then he almost killed Xiao Wuyou. Even if Li Muxue is dead now, this hatred will not disappear.

If possible, Ye Qingmeng would like to rush to the Blood Prison Sect right now and grind the leader of the Blood Prison Sect into ashes.

However, no matter what he thought, Ye Qingmeng knew that he had just used the Xuantian Jue and was currently in a weak state. It was not suitable for him to break through to the God Transformation stage at the moment.

"That's good." Xiao Wuyou felt relieved when he found out that Ye Qingmeng was not as passionate as Xingcai thought.

"But, apart from the Netherworld Sword, is there really no other way to break through to the God Transformation stage?"

To be honest, Xiao Wuyou is still not very confident about the Netherworld Sword.

This sword is obviously different from the previous divine sword, and the sword is full of demonic energy. Demonic energy, after all, is actually spiritual energy mixed with strong negative emotions. Relying on such a thing to break through, it is inevitable to be affected. Once it exceeds the threshold, it is the so-called demonic fall.

It would be best if you can avoid using this kind of stuff and rely on your own strength to break through.

But Ye Qingmeng shrugged helplessly when she heard this: "How can it be that easy to become a god?"

"You don't have to be obsessed with becoming a god." Xiao Wuyou held Ye Qingmeng's delicate little hand and said softly.

Ye Qingmeng was stunned, and a trace of tenderness flashed across her face for a moment.

She naturally understood Xiao Wuyou's hidden meaning. How could she want to gamble her life with the Netherworld Sword?

However, for her, the only way to control her own destiny is to become stronger.

Ye Qingmenghui held Xiao Wuyou's hand, put away his smile, and said seriously: "I need strength. Whether it's the Blood Prison Sect or the Demon Emperor, one day, I will need the power to compete with them."

"I understand. I just want to say that you don't have to be too anxious. There is no need to use the Netherworld Sword unless it is absolutely necessary." Xiao Wuyou advised earnestly.

Ye Qingmeng nodded slightly and agreed: "I promise you, I will not use the Nether Sword unless it is absolutely necessary."

It is indeed as he said, there is no need to rush this matter...

Alas, am I still a little anxious? Ye Qingmeng suddenly realized that if the other party was not by her side, she might really be anxious and try to rely on the Nether Sword to make a desperate attempt.

Now that Xiao Wuyou said this, Ye Qingmeng felt a little relieved. The Netherworld Sword should only be used as a last resort. There was no need to rely on it to break through now.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingmeng felt a lot more relaxed, and that playful smile reappeared on her face: "According to Master Lu, the matter of breaking through the spirit transformation will have to be put on hold for the time being."

As soon as he saw this expression, Xiao Wuyou knew that she was up to something bad again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That's true."

"Suddenly I have some free time, but I don't know how to pass the time." Ye Qingmeng's fingertips stroked Xiao Wuyou's palm, obviously hinting at something.

Xiao Wuyou understood: "I will accompany the Saint Lady...night Qingmeng chat, if you have any arrangements, just let me know."

"Mr. Lu, would you be willing to do me the honor of going to the street tonight to enjoy the beauty of the world?" Ye Qingmeng supported her face with one hand, seemingly nonchalantly, yet also as if she asked it on purpose, and glanced at Xiao Wuyou's reaction.

"Perhaps there is a chance to continue what was not done that night at Wanhua Pavilion?"

"How can I refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman?" Xiao Wuyou was moved and agreed.

Anyway, there is no movement in the prophecy picture, so there is nothing wrong in accompanying Ye Qingmeng to relax.

Besides, if something really could happen... Oh yes, Ye Qingmeng's physique is not at the level of a spirit being, so it seems inconvenient for her to break through the Yin Yuan and come here. So is this just a simple and healthy tryst?

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuyou couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Ye Qingmeng seemed to have expected this. She suddenly stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "It's too early to be disappointed now. Although we can't practice dual cultivation, if you want..."

Xiao Wuyou clearly felt the slender fingertips extending down along his abdomen. His old face immediately turned red and he stood up: "Then, see you tonight."

Then, he quickly fled the courtyard in a panic.

Alas, this goblin is not very energetic, there is no need to worry at all!

Chapter 43: Tryst

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As the sky gradually darkened, Xiao Wuyou began to look forward to Ye Qingmeng's invitation.

Starting from the afternoon, Ye Qingmeng hid in the house on the pretext of preparation and refused to come out, which made Xiao Wuyou even more itchy.

The agreed time finally arrived. Xiao Wuyou politely declined the maids who were eager to help him bathe, changed into the black and gold Taoist robes they had prepared, and waited in front of Ye Qingmeng's house.

Not long after, the door of the house was pushed open. In the misty evening breeze, a charming courtesan in a black dress appeared, supported by her beautiful maids.

Just like the night they first met.

Ye Qingmeng's feet were wrapped in black stockings, and she was wearing dark red clogs. With every step she took, her long and beautiful legs would appear and disappear under her loose skirt. In contrast to the gorgeous skirt on her lower body, her upper body was just the right amount of thin, and the snowy peaks that rose and fell with her breathing, and her rosy and tender shoulders, all perfectly showed the sexiness of a woman.

Not only the clothes, Ye Qingmeng also put on light makeup, just lightly outlining a layer of purple eyes, which made her already charming brows even more charming, as if she was a seductress in troubled times just by talking and laughing.

Even Xiao Wuyou, who was well-versed in women, was stunned and could not help but stare at her in fascination.

"This suits you very well."

"Do you like me or this dress?"

Ye Qingmeng’s straightforward remarks always made Xiao Wuyou feel embarrassed, but if he was shy at this time, he would lose.

"I like them all. Only a gorgeous dress can match such a beauty of the girl." Xiao Wuyou's gaze lingered on Ye Qingmeng for a long time before he pretended to be silent.

"You pass." Ye Qingmeng hummed with satisfaction and stretched out her slender hand.

Xiao Wuyou understood what she meant, took hold of that soft hand, and officially began their tryst.