97: Demon Emperor transforms into a pure young girl

She quickly adjusted her emotions, her eyes turning to Su Lin.

She took a step closer, almost pressing against Su Lin, and looked up to ask:

"Then... Revered Master, what kind of appearance do you want Youer to have?"

Her voice lowered, carrying a strange allure, "Do you prefer pure, or glamorous?

Youer can satisfy Revered Master's preferences."

Su Lin looked at her face, so close, and met her gaze.

"Just become an ordinary Mortal maiden," he said concisely.

"Ordinary?"

Ye You pouted, seemingly displeased with the word.

But she still nodded obediently, "Alright, I'll listen to Revered Master."

She released Su Lin's hand and stepped back two paces.

"Revered Master, watch closely."

She closed her eyes, and a faint dark green Yao Power glow emanated from her body.

Within the light, some characteristics of the Yao Race gradually faded, and the long Yao Tail behind her slowly disappeared.

Her aura was rapidly changing.

That suffocatingly tyrannical feeling belonging to a Body Integration Stage Yao Empress was perfectly reined in.

It was replaced by a gentle spiritual energy fluctuation, and finally, even the spiritual energy fluctuation disappeared, becoming like a Mortal.

The light dispersed.

Su Lin looked at the person before him, his breathing momentarily pausing.

Standing before him was no longer the bewitching, seductive, and aggressive Yao Race Queen.

Instead, it was a maiden who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her pupils had turned into clear black, and the corners of her eyes curved slightly upward, carrying a natural charm.

The clothes she wore had also changed into a simple light green cloth skirt.

She had retracted all her sharp edges, disguising herself as a harmless little flower.

However, the impact brought by this contrast far surpassed when she revealed her true Yao form.

Su Lin was indeed lost in thought for a moment.

He had seen too many beauties; each of his seven disciples was peerlessly graceful, but the ordinariness Ye You displayed at this moment touched him in a strange way.

"Revered Master?"

Ye You opened her eyes and saw Su Lin staring at her motionlessly; the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Ye You deliberately pressed, taking a step forward and turning in a circle before him, "Revered Master, do you think Youer looks good like this too?"

Su Lin quickly averted his gaze, his expression returning to calm.

"Cough," Su Lin lightly coughed, "This is fine."

Ye You didn't let him off.

She took another step forward, the distance between them so close they were almost touching.

Her eyes were fixed on Su Lin.

"Revered Master, why aren't you looking at me anymore?"

Her voice was soft, as if she were acting spoiled, but her actions were the complete opposite.

A slender finger reached out and hooked Su Lin's chin.

Ye You applied slight pressure, her fingertip forcing him to turn his head and meet her gaze.

This action, performed by her current pure and harmless face, created a bizarre and intense contrast.

"You were clearly staring just now," she said, looking at Su Lin with her clear eyes.

"Youer, stop fooling around," Su Lin frowned, trying to push her hand away.

"I'm not fooling around."

Ye You's fingers not only didn't loosen but instead gently stroked upwards along his jawline.

"I'm just very happy."

Her fingertips paused on Su Lin's cheek, gently caressing it.

"Revered Master likes this face, so Youer will keep using this face from now on."

The smile on her face was sweet, but her tone was undeniable.

"Of course..."

Her voice suddenly turned cold, and that possessiveness belonging to a Yao Empress emanated from the depths of her pure black eyes.

"This face is only for Revered Master to see."

She leaned in closer, almost speaking into his ear.

Without waiting for Su Lin's reply, she continued on her own, her tone becoming dangerous:

"You must remember this feeling."

"In the future, even if other Senior Sisters or Junior Sisters are present..."

"When you look at me, it must still be with this gaze."

"Do you understand?"

Su Lin felt the pressure. This disciple's possessiveness had not diminished in the slightest due to her change in appearance.

"This Revered Master understands," he replied in a deep voice, trying to regain the initiative. "If we don't leave now, it will be dark."

"Hehe."

Ye You's goal was achieved.

She let go of his hand contentedly, then naturally linked her arm with Su Lin's, hanging her entire body on him.

"Okay, Revered Master! Let's go!"

Her voice instantly reverted to that of the cheerful maiden.

Su Lin felt helpless in his heart. He pulled her along, walking out of the wooden house.

The two did not choose to fly, but like Mortals, walked step by step down the mountain along the bluestone path in the back mountain, which had long become somewhat overgrown.

The terrain of Wendao Mountain was not particularly steep.

Su Lin walked, observing his surroundings.

A century of warfare and neglect had caused the weeds on both sides of the mountain path to grow taller than a person, and in many places, there was almost no path left.

Ye You paid no mind to these things; she simply held Su Lin tightly, thinking of the market down the mountain.

Su Lin, however, had a hint of worry. He wondered, was that market really still there?

A hundred years ago, when he was still a Grand Ascension Supreme, he would occasionally suppress his cultivation and wander through the market down the mountain, drinking a bowl of Mortal turbid wine and eating a bowl of steaming hot noodles.

That was where he stole a moment of peace from his endless cultivation.

But a hundred years had passed, enduring the siege of the Dao Pavilion and the ravages of war among Cultivators. How fragile a Mortal market was; it had probably long turned to scorched earth.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Ye You noticed his low spirits and tightened her grip on his arm, "Revered Master is unhappy?"

"It's nothing," Su Lin said, "Just thinking that perhaps we ran this trip for nothing."

Passing through the last dense forest, the mountain path reached its end.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

The anticipated ruins did not appear.

Instead, there was a hubbub.

The clamor of human voices, the cries of livestock, the clanging of the blacksmith's shop, the hawking of vendors, the aroma of food, and the scent of dust assailed them.

Su Lin stopped walking.

Before him was a huge market town, far exceeding the scale of a hundred years ago.

The streets paved with bluestone slabs were wide and clean, with shops on both sides.

The streets were bustling with people: Mortal farmers carrying burdens, Loose Cultivators with swords on their backs, and even some young Cultivators in Disciple robes, curiously lingering at the stalls.

Mortals and Cultivators had achieved a marvelous symbiosis here.

Su Lin was pleasantly surprised to find that this market was not only still there but was also more than ten times more prosperous than he remembered.

"Wow..."

Ye You also let out an exclamation; it had been a long time since she had seen such a lively scene filled with the scent of human life.

Su Lin's mood improved considerably.

The existence of this market proved that the Daochu Sect's century of guardianship had gained even greater significance.

He pulled Ye You and walked into the crowd.