Chapter 189 First, drive them mad (Part 3)

A pillar of Devilish Qi, pitch-black as ink and streaked with dark red blood light, erupted violently into the sky from somewhere in the glacier, tearing through the slightly dim sky of the Secret Realm.

Even from tens of millions of miles away, it was clearly visible.

The pillar surged with heart-palpitating resentment, violence, and destructive aura, as if announcing the birth of a Devil Head to the entire Secret Realm.

The evil fluctuations spread out like ripples, causing every creature that sensed it to feel a chill in their hearts.

Throughout the Secret Realm, Cultivators who were exploring, fighting, or resting were startled, looking in horror at the astonishing sight that connected heaven and earth.

"What terrifying Devilish Qi! So violent and evil, has someone fallen into the Demonic Path?"

"The direction... seems to be the Far North Ice Plains? What happened there?"

"Could an ancient Devil Head Seal have been broken? Or has some supreme evil treasure appeared?"

"Go investigate immediately! Notify the Disciples of every Sect, be careful!"

Surprise, vigilance, greed, fear... all kinds of emotions spread among the Disciples of various Sects.

That beam of devilish light, like a giant stone thrown into a calm lake, stirred up layers of ripples and made the already turbulent Secret Realm even more treacherous and unpredictable.

Above the ice lake, the cold mist was still swirling.

The women of the Jade Pool also saw the dark red devilish light shooting into the sky.

The giggling stopped abruptly, and they all looked toward the direction of the light, their faces showing shock.

The strength and evilness of that Devilish Qi made them instinctively feel uncomfortable and vigilant.

"Saintess, that devilish light..." A female Disciple looked toward the center of the lake, her tone filled with worry.

In the center of the lake, amidst the hazy halo, Chu Yuyao slowly rose from the water.

Crystal-clear water droplets slid down her flawless, mutton-fat jade-like skin, tracing breathtaking arcs before vanishing into the ice-blue lake water.

Her beautiful face showed no great fear; instead, those cold and clear autumn-water eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the devilish light, as if sensing and identifying something.

Immediately, her lips, moistened by the water vapor, curled up almost imperceptibly into an arc entirely different from her usual pure and holy demeanor.

The smile was extremely faint, yet it seemed like ice and snow beginning to melt, carrying a deep meaning, filled with a charm of insight into secrets and a keen interest.

"Interesting..." She parted her red lips, whispering almost silently.

The voice was as light as a murmur, yet carried a strange rhythm, "This Secret Realm trip is just too interesting..."

She seemed to have captured, from that violent and evil Devilish Qi, a trace of residual aura belonging to a certain "Saint of the Righteous Path" that she had sensed not long ago.

"Saintess, what did you say was interesting?"

A nearby female Disciple, who was a bit closer, pretty, and whose figure was considered plump and graceful among the women, heard Chu Yuyao's whisper and saw the rare, charming smile on her face.

She couldn't help but lean in closer, blinking her big eyes and asking timidly.

Her thin gauze clothing was soaked by the lake water, clinging tightly to her skin, outlining a breathtaking silhouette, especially the proud curves on her chest, which swayed slightly with her movements, inviting reverie.

Hearing this, Chu Yuyao glanced sideways at the pretty female Disciple who had leaned in to ask.

The smile of interest on her face, originally due to having glimpsed a secret, quietly took on a different, almost bewitching luster as she turned to the female Disciple.

Deep within her cold eyes, a trace of elusive, predatory light flowed quietly.

She did not answer the female Disciple's naive question about "what was interesting."

Instead, at the moment when the other party was blinking her big eyes, completely off guard, that jade hand that had been resting casually in the water struck out without warning!

"Ah—!"

The female Disciple was caught off guard, feeling a coolness on her chest, followed by the sensation of that precise, irresistible, and slightly cool force!

"Saint... Saintess!"

The female Disciple shuddered violently, her pretty face instantly turning completely red, like a ripe peach.

The Saintess's movement was too fast and too sudden.

She only felt a strong sense of shame rushing through her whole body, and her legs went weak uncontrollably, almost unable to stand, about to fall into the cold lake water.

Chu Yuyao seemed to have expected this, and the charming and wicked smile at the corner of her mouth deepened.

She watched with leisure as the female Disciple, having been suddenly attacked, was shy, embarrassed, at a loss, and so weak all over that she was about to collapse.

Seeing her face flush as red as blood, hazy water vapor instantly filling her eyes, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, in a state of weak, charming helplessness where she wanted to hide but lacked the strength, and wanted to scold but dared not, the inexplicable interest in her eyes grew intense.

Not until the female Disciple could no longer support herself and her delicate body tilted, about to fall into the water, did Chu Yuyao unhurriedly extend her other jade arm, steadily wrapping it around that slender waist that could be gripped in one hand.

With a slight pull, she brought this warm, fragrant, and soft body into her own cool embrace.

The female Disciple fell into that embrace, which carried a unique faint fragrance and the slight coolness of the lake water, and let out a muffled groan.

Her whole body was like a cooked shrimp, the flush spreading from her cheeks to her neck, and even her exquisite collarbone was stained pink.

She instinctively raised her hand, seemingly wanting to push away, but that little bit of strength was insignificant in front of Chu Yuyao, instead looking more like a coy refusal.

The female Disciple raised her watery, charming eyes to look at Chu Yuyao, that look less of a protest and more of a shy accusation and a hint of... long-accustomed flirting.

Chu Yuyao held the beauty in her arms, feeling the female Disciple's heartbeat, and the mischievousness in her heart seemed to have found a warmer and more interesting outlet.

She slowly lowered her head, bringing her lips close to the female Disciple's earlobe, which was red enough to drip blood, exhaling like an orchid.

Her voice was low, soft, and melodious, yet carried an unquestionable sense of control: "That devilish light just now... it looked quite scary. However..."

She paused deliberately before continuing in that lingering and wicked tone, slowly saying: "...how could it be as interesting as our Caier looks right now?"

As she spoke, that "mischievous" jade hand did not leave; instead, maintaining the hugging posture, it went even further...

"Saintess... don't... there are other sisters watching..."

The female Disciple called "Caier" could no longer endure it, her body seeming to turn into a pool of spring water, completely limp in Chu Yuyao's arms.

The other female Disciples of the Jade Pool around them saw this scene, with varied reactions.

Some who were younger and thin-skinned were already blushing, spitting lightly and turning their faces away, yet couldn't help but peek with the corners of their eyes; others covered their mouths and chuckled, exchanging "here we go again" looks with each other, obviously long accustomed to this scene, even with some interest in watching the show; others, their gazes landing on Chu Yuyao's stunning side profile with a playful smile and the "bullied" and infinitely shy "Caier," also felt their own cheeks heat up involuntarily, their eyes drifting, subconsciously straightening their legs.

The cold mist at the center of the lake swirled and curled, half-concealing the increasingly intimate figures of the Saintess and the female Disciple in her arms.

The delicate, teasing sound of water, mixed with various strange sounds, drifted gently over the ice-blue lake surface.

Compared to the devilish light shooting into the sky and the evil fluctuations outside, the scenery here was bizarre and bewitching, yet formed its own small world of seductive, bone-melting charm.

Chu Yuyao enjoyed her "toy" in her arms, watching her look of lingering affection in her embrace, and the mood that had been slightly condensed by the devilish light seemed to have eased a lot.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking toward the direction where the devilish light erupted, her interest in her heart even greater.

Jian Wushuang has fallen into the Demonic Path... and that mysterious "Junior Brother Mu"...

This Secret Realm is truly becoming more and more interesting.

...

Deep in the cave, the amorous scene had just paused.

The air was filled with a rich, sweet, faint fragrance and another more lascivious aura.

The pink "you su" flowers originally spread on the ground seemed to have been stimulated by the "storm" just now, actually blooming to the extreme, the petals dripping with beauty, the fragrance even stronger.

Mu Changge leaned lazily against the scattered petals and clothing, his expression lazy and satisfied, his brows revealing a sense of contentment after having his fill and a hint of evil energy that had not yet completely faded.

He was bare-chested, his lines smooth, and a few ambiguous red marks remained on his skin.

Beside him, Yun Qingyao lay softly in the sea of flowers, as if all her bones had been removed.

Her hair was disheveled, a few strands of dark hair dampened and stuck to her stunning face, which was flushed with a moving red, and her snow-white neck.

Her originally cold eyes were half-closed at this moment, filled with lingering water vapor, and a trace of undried tear stains hung at the corners of her eyes.

She only had Mu Changge's outer robe draped casually over her, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, covered with mottled marks just left behind, spreading from her exquisite collarbone all the way to below her slender waist that could not be gripped in one hand, radiating a breathtaking temptation in the dim light.

Recalling everything just now, especially this Saintess who was usually cold and focused on Cultivating, those pleas of "Junior Brother... Junior Brother Mu... slow down... no... can't take it anymore... spare your Senior Sister...", and the subsequent final compromises, "Good brother... Junior Brother Mu... no... Senior Brother Mu...", the sense of conquest belonging to a villain in Mu Changge's heart swelled to the extreme.

Just then, the System's notification sound rang in his mind:

[Ding! Detected that the Child of Fortune 'Jian Wushuang' has had his Dao Heart collapse, completely fallen into the Demonic Path, Devilish Qi penetrating his body, triggering a world phenomenon! Mission "If you want to destroy them, you must first drive them mad!" completion assessment in progress...]

[Assessment complete! The host successfully used the 'chuanyin conch' to continuously stimulate, greatly accelerating and deepening the target's Heart Demon proliferation, and causing him to actively embrace the Demonic Path under extreme negative emotions, degree of falling into the Demonic Path: Deep!]

[Ding! Completely changed the fate trajectory of the Child of Fortune Jian Wushuang!]

[Congratulations to the host, received mission reward: villain points +68,000! (Base 30,000 points + 38,000 points extra reward for deep falling into the Demonic Path)]

Mu Changge raised his eyebrows slightly, a flash of surprise crossing his heart, followed by deeper mockery and pleasure.

'He's already completely fallen into the Demonic Path? Tsk tsk, this 'Child of Fortune's' Dao Heart is even more fragile than I imagined. Just by listening to a "play," he couldn't bear it and willingly degenerated... Truly, boring.'

However, seeing the 68,000 villain points credited, Mu Changge's satisfaction outweighed his disdain for Jian Wushuang.

Sure enough, risk and return coexist; this "investment" (purchasing the 'chuanyin conch') had an extremely rich return.

He secretly calculated how to spend this "huge sum," whether to exchange for a powerful Physique to compensate Saintess Yun Qingyao (after all, she is his woman now), or to look for some interesting "props"...

Just as his thoughts were drifting, suddenly, an extremely evil, violent, and resentment-filled, destructive fluctuation came booming from far away in the Secret Realm.

Even separated by the cave rock walls, it was clearly perceptible!

Immediately following, a thick, dark red, near-black pillar of Devilish Qi tore through the clouds above the Secret Realm and shot straight into the sky.

Even looking from the shifted entrance of their location, one could see the terrifying sight that reddened half the sky!

"Huh?" Mu Changge's gaze focused, and he immediately looked toward the direction where the Devilish Qi was soaring, his eyes deep.

He naturally understood instantly what that was—the phenomenon triggered by Jian Wushuang falling into the Demonic Path.

It seems this guy's commotion from falling into the Demonic Path is not small; I'm afraid the entire Secret Realm has been alarmed (worthy of being the Child of Fortune, he makes such a big commotion just from falling into the Demonic Path).

Almost simultaneously, Yun Qingyao, who was lying beside him, also seemed to have sensed this sudden, terrifying fluctuation.

She barely lifted her heavy eyelids, her blurry gaze focusing with effort, looking toward the faint light that penetrated the cave entrance, which was faintly reddened by the devilish light.

A trace of confusion and strain appeared on her stunning face.

She seemed to want to prop herself up to see more clearly, but as soon as she used force, it affected her sore and weak muscles and bones, making her let out a soft groan and fall back softly, her pretty brows slightly furrowed, obviously extremely uncomfortable.

"Awake?" Mu Changge withdrew his gaze and looked at the beauty beside him, the cold calculation on his face instantly replaced by a gentle smile.

He extended his arm and gently gathered her soft, boneless body into his arms, letting her lean against his chest, and lowered his head to plant a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, carrying a soothing meaning.

Yun Qingyao was hugged by him, her body stiffened slightly, then relaxed again.

The tip of her nose was surrounded by the man's cool scent, making the flush that had just faded from her cheeks quietly crawl back.

Yun Qingyao buried her face in his neck, her voice muffled and filled with the hoarseness and weakness after the event, asking: "What is... that... outside?"

Although she was weak, the intensity of the Devilish Qi fluctuation just now was by no means ordinary, and she couldn't help but be vigilant and suspicious.

Mu Changge tightened his hold on her, his chin gently rubbing against her smooth hair, his expression meaningful, but his tone carried a bit of laziness and banter: "Nothing, just that a remarkable 'great Devil Head' has been born... in the Secret Realm."

"A great Devil Head?" Yun Qingyao was slightly stunned, obviously not immediately connecting this with any previous information, just instinctively feeling that the Devilish Qi was extremely uncomfortable.

Her mind was still a bit dizzy at the moment, and her body was even more exhausted, making it hard to think deeply.

"Hmm, just a... poor worm who claims to be fated, but whose Dao Heart is actually fragile, and who degenerated into the Demonic Path after receiving a little stimulation." Mu Changge said lightly, the disdain and mockery in his tone undisguised.

He gently stroked Yun Qingyao's back and continued: "No need to pay attention. It's you, Senior Sister, who must be exhausted, right?"

Yun Qingyao heard the deep meaning in his words, and although she didn't understand, she had no strength to ask more.

Hearing the second half of his concerned question (although this "exhaustion" was largely caused by him), her cheeks became hotter, and she softly "hmm-ed," then stopped talking, just leaning her body closer to him, seemingly wanting to draw warmth and a sense of security from him.

Having experienced that great battle just now, her subconscious reliance and closeness to Mu Changge had already reached a new height.

Mu Changge felt the beauty in his arms leaning on him with complete trust, and the smugness in his heart grew even more.

He glanced at the dark red devilish light outside the cave entrance, which was gradually weakening but still had residual power, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc.

"Break and then stand? Jian Wushuang, enjoy your Demonic Path career well; the game between you and me... hasn't ended yet!"

Immediately, he withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to the outside world.

He hugged the warm, fragrant, and soft beauty in his arms tighter, feeling her breathing gradually become even and long, and he also closed his eyes.

Inside the cave, the faint fragrance floated, the spring scenery gradually faded, leaving only a piece of after-the-event tranquility and ambiguous warmth.

As for the monstrous devilish flames outside and the ripples that were about to be stirred up by this devilish light... for the time being, they had nothing to do with him.