106: I treated you like a fairy, but you want me to be your furnace!

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

Above the dense forest, a golden light flickered continuously ahead, crossing the extreme distance of a hundred li with every appearance.

But with each appearance, it seemed more hurried, and the golden light grew a fraction dimmer.

Behind, a black light pursued relentlessly, its speed even faster, and the distance was continuously closed during the intervals between each teleportation.

Yao Delong was at the end of his rope.

The fierce battle with the three Blood Vulture had already consumed a massive amount of his energy, and now, to shake off this terrifying Nascent Soul Devil Head, he had already consecutively activated the Instantaneous Body Sword Art at its extreme distance over a dozen times!

With every teleportation, the Pure Yang Yuan Power in his body diminished, and the rotation of the Pure Yang Creation Golden Core within his Dantian slowed down, its radiance dimming.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

Finally, after another forced teleportation, Yao Delong's figure appeared in a sorry state amidst a desolate pile of rocks in a mountain ravine.

He could no longer hold on, dropping to one knee, gasping for air with large breaths. His face was as pale as paper, bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the Yuan Power within him was nearly exhausted.

"Damn it... This old ghost's Divine Sense range is too vast... and his speed is too fast!"

Yao Delong cursed inwardly, not daring to pause for even a second, and immediately took out a handful of Medicinal Pill for recovering Yuan Power from his storage ring.

Without even looking, he stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them whole.

The Medicinal Pill turned into a warm current, barely nourishing his parched Meridians, but it was like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood; it couldn't restore much in such a short time.

"Now... I should have shaken them off, right?"

A sliver of hope rose in his heart. He had initially wanted to escape directly back to the Yin Yang Sect, but he feared that the Devil Head would sense his direction and lie in wait halfway. Yao Delong had no choice but to flee randomly.

Suddenly!

Hum!

The space not far from his side rippled violently without any warning, as if a giant rock had been thrown into a calm water surface!

Two figures, one old and one young, stepped out from it like ghosts! It was precisely Liu Sha and Xin Yuelan!

Liu Sha's hoarse and unpleasant voice, carrying a trace of imperceptible panting, slowly sounded:

"Good lad, you're quite slippery! If it were an ordinary Mid Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, their Divine Sense range wouldn't be enough, and their speed wouldn't keep up with your strange escape technique. I'm afraid you really would have slipped away."

Yao Delong's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, his face turning even paler.

After over a dozen consecutive extreme teleportations, the opponent was still able to catch up so precisely, even tearing through space to appear directly in front of him!

This old ghost's strength was definitely Late Nascent Soul Stage, perhaps even Great Perfection!

And his command over the power of space was far superior to his own!

Run? His Yuan Power was exhausted, and the opponent was right in front of him; how could he run?

Fight? A severely injured Late Nascent Soul Stage Devil Head, plus a mysterious and unpredictable Late Golden Core Stage demoness—in his current state, this was no different from throwing an egg against a rock!

Yao Delong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his churning blood and the terror in his heart.

He noticed that the opponents didn't attack immediately. Although Liu Sha's aura was still terrifying, he seemed to be recovering from the exhaustion of continuously tearing through space to pursue him, and there seemed to be a few more tears in his hempen robes.

And that Xin Yuelan, although her blood-red eyes held mockery and greed, also had a trace of imperceptible fatigue.

"There's a chance!" Yao Delong's mind raced, instantly judging that the opponents had no intention of killing him immediately for the time being. Otherwise, with this Devil Head's strength, he could have finished him off with a single sword strike the moment he appeared.

He slowly stood up; despite the emptiness within his body, his back remained straight.

He tried hard to squeeze a reasonably calm expression onto his face and cupped his hands toward Xin Yuelan, saying:

"This... Fairy, I do not know why you have pursued me, Yao Delong, so relentlessly. What is your purpose?"

"Fairy?" Hearing this, Xin Yuelan was stunned for a moment, then it was as if she had heard something extremely funny. She couldn't help but giggle, her body trembling, her blood-red eyes filled with mockery.

"You, this lad of the Righteous Path, certainly know how to talk. Have you ever seen a 'Fairy' like me?"

Yao Delong smiled bitterly in his heart, cursing himself for being so shameless just to survive, a Righteous Path Cultivator actually calling a Demonic Path woman a Fairy.

But he dared not show the slightest bit of this on his face. Instead, following her lead, he piled a sincere—or at least, what appeared to be sincere—smile onto his face. He looked at Xin Yuelan's eerie, blood-red eyes with a "sincere" gaze:

"Fairy, that is where you are wrong! The distinction between Fairy and Demon is merely the prejudice of the world. Your bearing, Fairy, is like the bright moon in the dark night—cold, ethereal, and peerless in elegance. Especially this pair of red eyes, which are rare in this world, like the most brilliant rubies, adding a touch of mystery and beauty to you, Fairy. It is truly the finishing touch, unforgettable to anyone who sees it!"

His words were spoken with genuine emotion, with proper cadence, as if they came from the bottom of his heart. Even Liu Sha, who was standing to the side with a gloomy aura, was slightly taken aback, casting a glance at Yao Delong with his turbid old eyes, a flash of strangeness appearing in them.

He had lived for hundreds of years, and the Righteous Path Cultivators he had seen were either unyielding to the death or hypocritical. He was seeing, for the first time, a lad like this one before him who was so "aware of current affairs," and who could flatter others in such a fresh, refined, and unflinching manner.

Xin Yuelan was also slightly stunned by this sudden "praise" from Yao Delong that pointed directly to her most prominent feature. Then, a strange gleam flashed in her blood-red eyes, and the smile at the corners of her mouth deepened, seemingly quite pleased.

She gently smoothed the slightly messy hair at her temples, her posture carrying a touch of lazy seductiveness:

"Giggle... You are quite aware of current affairs; this mouth of yours is actually more formidable than your sword."

Her blood-red eyes stared at Yao Delong as she finally revealed her purpose:

"This Young Miss came to pursue you personally, naturally, for the 'Profound Dao Pill' on you!"

Yao Delong understood in his heart—as expected!

No wonder he was ambushed by the Blood Fiend Demon just after leaving White Cloud City; it turned out the root of it lay with this demoness!

His mind raced as he calculated how to use the Profound Dao Pill to trade for a chance to escape, or even if he could make something of this Medicinal Pill...

However, Xin Yuelan's next words struck him like a bolt of lightning!

"However..."

The greed in Xin Yuelan's blood-red eyes surged. She extended a slender jade finger, pointing from afar at Yao Delong with an unquestionable sense of possessiveness:

"This Young Miss has changed her mind now!"

Her red lips parted lightly, but the words she uttered made Yao Delong tremble all over:

"I want that Profound Dao Pill!"

"And you, as a person..."

"This Young Miss wants you too!"

Yao Delong looked dumbfounded, subconsciously asking back:

"Me... me as a person? Fairy, what do you mean by this?"

Eerie and excited light flickered in Xin Yuelan's blood-red eyes, and she licked her lips with her scarlet tongue, as if she had locked onto the most delicious prey:

"Your body's pure, vast, and extremely Yang-strong Pure Yang Yuan Power is an excellent nourishing Saint Grade for this Young Miss's 'Demonic Technique'! It's more effective than any Spirit Pill or medicine!"

"Be obedient and act as this Young Miss's Cauldron, helping me reach Major Achievement in my divine technique; this is your honor!"

Boom!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in his mind!

Yao Delong understood in an instant! This demoness didn't just want his pill; she wanted to suck him dry as a person! She was treating him as nourishment and a tool for Cultivating her Demonic Technique!

"Cauldron!? Screw you! I treated you as a Fairy, yet you are lusting after my body! She-mother's, you want to suck me dry!!"

Massive anger and humiliation instantly crushed Yao Delong's feigned calmness. His face turned livid, and terrifying rage and determination erupted in his eyes!