It will hurt a little

Deep within the Cold Jade Palace, mist swirled in the air.

This palace, crafted from Ten-thousand-year-old Profound Ice, seemed to hold a few more traces of indescribable ambiguity and heaviness than usual at this moment.

The pool water gently lapped against the white jade edge, making a monotonous yet crisp sound.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Perhaps it was two hours, or perhaps it was six.

The thick white mist hanging over the cold pool seemed to thin out slightly under a certain restless aura.

The pool water calmed down, leaving only occasional ripples that served as proof of the soul-stirring 'healing session' that had just occurred.

Su Ye stood by the pool, unhurriedly tidying his somewhat messy collar.

His expression was indifferent, his brow carrying a hint of post-satisfaction laziness. He appeared more like a refined gentleman than ever, as if the demon who had acted so wantonly in the pool just now wasn't him at all.

And across from him...

The Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak of the Taichu Holy Land, who was usually high and mighty, holy and inviolable, was currently leaning weakly against the pool wall.

Yun Yuzhen did not get up.

Or rather, she didn't even have the strength to lift a single finger right now.

Her wet long hair tangled like dark algae against her snow-white skin, and a few strands of hair clung to her cheeks where the flush had not yet faded, making her look exceptionally tragic and beautiful.

Those eyes, usually as cold as frost, were now hollow and blurred. Dried tear stains still hung at the corners of her eyes—proof of extreme humiliation.

The golden chains of the Dragon Trapping Formation still flickered as they wound around her jade-like wrists and ankles, emitting faint clinking sounds with her slightly trembling breaths.

“Revered Master...”

Su Ye finished tying his belt and slowly crouched down, reaching out his hand to let his fingertips gently brush across Yun Yuzhen's burning cheek.

His movements were gentle, as if he were stroking a rare treasure.

“Your flavor is truly... beyond words.”

His voice was deep and magnetic, echoing in the empty, silent palace, yet it was like a sharp knife stabbing ruthlessly into Yun Yuzhen's heart.

Yun Yuzhen's delicate body shuddered violently.

Her originally hollow eyes instantly focused, surging with intense shame, indignation, and killing intent.

She bit her lower lip hard—so hard that she even broke the delicate skin, and a bead of dark red blood seeped out.

“Get... out...”

She squeezed a single word from the depths of her throat, her voice hoarse, broken, and trembling.

“Hehe.”

Su Ye gave a light chuckle, as if he had long expected her reaction.

He didn't care about Yun Yuzhen's attitude; instead, as if encouraged, he leaned forward and gave the bleeding lip a light peck.

“Revered Master is so good.”

“Mmm!!”

Yun Yuzhen's pupils shrank. She wanted to turn her head away, but Su Ye dominantly gripped the back of her head, forcing her to endure this kiss full of possessiveness and profanity.

The kiss wasn't long, but it was filled with humiliation.

Su Ye released her, looking at his Revered Master's face which was filled with shame and despair, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening.

Just then...

A cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

【Ding! Detected that the Host has engaged in deep communication with the Taiyin Sacred Body. Taiyin True Qi is feeding back, and the Host's Pure Yang Qi has been nourished.】

【Ding! Because the Host possesses the Supreme Bone and the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, which are incomparably overbearing, the Yin Cold Poison within the Taiyin Sacred Body has been forcibly suppressed.】

【Congratulations to the Host for assisting Yun Yuzhen in suppressing the outbreak of Yin Cold Poison. Current toxicity relief: 10%.】

【Reward obtained: 5000 villain points.】

Su Ye's brow twitched slightly.

Relieved by ten percent?

This was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

Originally, he just wanted to use this opportunity to completely destroy this proud Revered Master's psychological defenses. He hadn't expected to stumble into actually providing some 'healing' effect.

Of course, this method of healing was something that probably only Su Ye in the entire world could use, and only he would dare to use it.

“It seems your disciple's painstaking efforts haven't gone to waste.”

Su Ye looked at Yun Yuzhen, a flash of playfulness in his eyes.

“Revered Master, can you feel it?”

“The Cold Poison in your body seems to have been suppressed a bit by your disciple.”

Hearing this, Yun Yuzhen was slightly stunned.

She subconsciously sensed the condition inside her body.

Although her Meridians were still locked by the Dragon Trapping Formation and her spiritual power could not circulate, that Yin Cold Qi that would break out every full moon night and cause her agonizing pain had indeed calmed down significantly.

That bone-deep piercing pain had lessened by at least ten percent!

But this did not bring her joy.

Instead, it made her feel an unprecedented sense of absurdity and disgust.

This Rebellious Disciple... this Rebellious Disciple who had taken her body, ruined her purity, and trampled on her dignity, was actually using this kind of method to 'detoxify' her?!

“Who asked you to save me...”

Yun Yuzhen's eyes were red, and tears slid down uncontrollably again, mixing with the water on her face and dripping into the pool.

“Su Ye, just kill me...”

“If you don't kill me, on the day I escape, I will surely tear your body into ten thousand pieces and refine your soul!!”

Her voice was shrill, every word squeezed through her teeth, carrying bone-deep hatred.

If looks could kill, Su Ye would have been hacked into a thousand pieces by now.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

Su Ye shook his head, stood up, and looked down at her from above.

“Revered Master, why must you do this to yourself?”

“Your disciple acted out of filial piety, not only helping you detoxify but also letting you experience the pleasure of being a woman. Instead of being grateful, you want to kill your disciple?”

“This truly makes your disciple sad.”

As he spoke, he took out a brand new moon-white robe from his storage ring and draped it over himself.

“As for escaping...”

Su Ye adjusted his clothes, returning to his elegant and poised appearance, though the cold light in the depths of his eyes was chilling.

“If Revered Master is obedient and acts as your disciple's canary in a cage, perhaps there will be a day you see the light of day again.”

“But if Revered Master remains so stubborn...”

Su Ye paused, his gaze sweeping over Yun Yuzhen's hands bound by chains, and said nonchalantly:

“Then this Dragon Trapping Formation will likely lock you up for a lifetime.”

“And that shadow recording stone...”

At the mention of the shadow recording stone, Yun Yuzhen's cheeks, which had been flushed with anger, instantly turned deathly pale.

That was her fatal weakness.

A sword hanging over her head.

“Tonight's images, your disciple has also conveniently recorded them.”

Su Ye patted the jade pendant at his waist, his smile as bright as sunshine yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

“If one day your disciple is in a bad mood, or if Revered Master is disobedient, Revered Master's graceful figure will likely be circulated in every corner of the Taichu Holy Land.”

“When that time comes, Revered Master's reputation for being 'pure and noble' will probably be stained for eternity.”

“You...”

Yun Yuzhen's anger surged to her heart, her chest heaving violently.

“Pfft!”

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from her mouth, staining the pool water in front of her.

That was the result of mixed shame and indignation causing her blood and Qi to flow backward.

“Rebellious Disciple!!”

She could only weakly spit out those two words, after which she seemed to be drained of all strength, slumping softly by the pool side. Only those eyes full of hatred remained fixed on Su Ye.

Su Ye didn't care about her cursing.

In his view, this was merely the wailing of a loser.

To conquer this kind of high and mighty woman, this was exactly the process required.

If she had been submissive from the start, it would have been much less fun.

He had to wear down her edges bit by bit, crush her pride, and make her go from resistance to despair, until she finally had no choice but to depend on him.

This was the joy of a 'nurturing' system.

“Alright, it's getting late.”

Su Ye looked up at the moonlight outside the palace.

Midnight had arrived.

That silly Third Junior Sister had probably already bathed and was waiting for him to 'grace' her.

Compared to this tough bone, Lin Waner, that piece of soft jade, should be much easier and more pleasant to consume.

“Your disciple has things to do, so I won't stay to play in the water with Revered Master.”

“Revered Master, rest well. If you feel lonely, call for your disciple at any time.”

“After all...”

Su Ye turned and walked toward the palace exit, leaving Yun Yuzhen with a dashing and resolute back view.

“This Purple Bamboo Peak is now under your disciple's command.”

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Until they completely vanished at the end of the ice crystal corridor.

The vast Cold Jade Palace returned to a deathly silence once more.

Only the water in the cold pool continued to ripple slightly.

Yun Yuzhen lay slumped in the water, letting the cold pool water soak her body... leaving the Cold Jade Palace.

Su Ye was in no hurry to fly on his sword. Instead, he walked down the winding white jade stone steps one by one.

The night wind was biting, blowing through the Purple Bamboo Forest with a rustling sound.

The night view of the Taichu Holy Land was extremely beautiful.

The thirty-six Inner Sect Main Peaks stood like thirty-six pillars supporting the heavens, towering amidst the sea of clouds.

Countless stars dotted the night sky, reflecting the shimmering restrictive lights on each peak, looking like a fairyland on earth.

But Su Ye was in no mood to appreciate this beauty.

His current mood was both calm and manic.

“The situation on Revered Master's side is almost ripe.”

“Next, as long as I go to 'deepen' the impression every few days, it won't be long before she completely breaks down.”

“As for my cultivation...”

Su Ye sensed the surging spiritual power within his body.

The three hours of 'communication' just now, although he didn't use a formal Dual Cultivation Technique, the Taiyin Sacred Body was, after all, a top-tier Cauldron in the world.

Just the blending of their auras allowed his Golden Core fifth-layer Realm, which he had recently broken through, to completely stabilize, and it even showed a faint trend of advancing toward the sixth layer.

"The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art is truly overbearing."

"If I really were to thoroughly pluck and supplement her..."

Su Ye licked his lips, suppressing the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart.

No.

Killing the goose that lays the golden eggs is a foolish act.

A powerhouse in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm like Yun Yuzhen is more valuable alive than dead.

Moreover, an obedient Tribulation Transcendence Realm Puppet would be an extremely important trump card in his future struggle for the position of Taichu Holy Lord and even in his quest to dominate the entire cultivation world.

"Next, it's Waner's turn."

Su Ye stopped walking and looked toward a quiet Immortal Cave halfway up the mountain.

It was brightly lit.

A slender figure could be vaguely seen pacing anxiously in front of the window.

Lin Waner.

The Primal Water Body.

In the original novel, she was the tragic female supporting character who always followed behind the protagonist, willing to sacrifice everything for him.

"In this life, I will be the one to rewrite your fate."

A gentle smile curved at the corners of Su Ye's mouth.

However, under the moonlight, this smile appeared exceptionally eerie.

He adjusted his expression, hiding the trace of evil deep in his eyes, replacing it with his usual image of a caring and noble Senior Brother.

Then.

With a flicker of his body, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the spot... Halfway up Purple Bamboo Peak, surrounded by emerald bamboo.

In front of an exquisite bamboo building Immortal Cave, several Spiritual Plants emitted a faint fluorescence.

This was Lin Waner's residence.

Compared to the luxurious coldness of the Cold Jade Palace, this place had a bit more of a young girl's unique warmth and elegance.

At this time.

A faint fragrance permeated the room; it was incense made from Soothing Spirit Grass, which had the effect of calming the mind and focusing the spirit.

But Lin Waner's heart could not calm down at all right now.

"Why hasn't he come yet..."

"Could Senior Brother have something urgent to attend to?"

"Or... did Senior Brother regret it?"

The young girl was dressed in a thin, snow-white gauzy robe, walking barefoot back and forth on a carpet covered with soft animal pelts.

Her freshly bathed skin had a faint pink tint, as tender and moist as a peeled lychee.

Her wet long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, giving off a pleasant scent of soapberry.

For tonight.

She had bathed three full times.

Even though her skin was rubbed red, she still felt it wasn't clean enough, fearing that even a trace of an unusual odor on her body would offend that god-like Senior Brother.

"Lin Waner, don't overthink things!"

"Senior Brother is a man of his word. Since he promised to help you heal, he will definitely come!"

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

She walked to the bronze mirror and, by the dim light of the candle, carefully examined herself in the mirror.

Although she was only sixteen, cultivators developed early, and the girl's figure had already begun to take shape.

Under that layer of thin gauze, her exquisite curves were partially visible, exuding a youthful yet tempting allure.

"Is this... a bit too..."

Looking at her thinly dressed self in the mirror, Lin Waner's cheeks couldn't help but burn.

Although Senior Brother said he needed to "remove clothes for treatment."

But after all, this was a man and a woman alone in a room... "Oh, Lin Waner, what are you thinking!"

"Senior Brother is a gentleman! He's doing this to save you! How can you have such filthy thoughts!"

She tapped her head in frustration, her heart filled with shame.

In front of someone as noble as Senior Brother, her small thoughts were simply a profanation!

Just as she was still debating whether to add an outer robe.

Knock, knock, knock.

Three light knocks came from outside the door.

The sound wasn't loud, very rhythmic, and exuded a sense of composure and politeness.

Lin Waner's whole body stiffened, and her heart instantly leaped into her throat.

He's here!

"Junior Sister Waner, are you asleep?"

Su Ye's voice, as gentle as jade, sounded outside the door, carrying a hint of concern.

"No... No!"

Lin Waner responded flusteredly, hurriedly adjusting her slightly slipping collar, then took a deep breath and walked quickly to the door.

Creak—

The bamboo door opened.

Moonlight poured in like water.

Su Ye was dressed in white as pure as snow, standing outside with his hands behind his back.

The night wind blew his hair and the hem of his clothes; he stood there quietly with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

In that instant.

Lin Waner felt as if she were seeing a banished immortal descending to the mortal Realm.

"Senior Brother..."

She called out softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her face as red as a ripe apple, not daring to look into Su Ye's eyes at all.

"Mm."

Su Ye nodded slightly, his gaze inconspicuously sweeping over Lin Waner.

Although he had expected it, seeing this "beauty emerging from the bath" before him still caused a flash of amazement in his eyes.

Different from Yun Yuzhen's cold glamour and maturity.

Lin Waner was like a jasmine bud about to bloom—fresh, pure, and carrying a sense of fragility that made one want to ravage her.

Especially that partially visible thin gauze... This girl was quite "sensible."

"It seems Junior Sister is ready."

Su Ye did not let his gaze linger too long, maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor as he stepped into the room.

"Come in, don't let the wind chill your body."

"Yes..."

Lin Waner responded obediently and closed the door.

As that bamboo door shut.

The entire world seemed to be shut out.

Only the two of them remained in the room, along with an increasingly thick atmosphere of ambiguity.

Su Ye walked straight to the prayer mat in the room and sat cross-legged, pointing to the spot opposite him.

"Sit."

Lin Waner sat down as told, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, her head lowered, her heart pounding like thunder.

"Waner."

Su Ye's voice became a bit more serious.

"I'm here." Lin Waner quickly looked up, like an obedient student.

"Today you took the Marrow Cleansing Pill. Although it broke through the blockage of your Ninth-grade Spiritual Root, it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

Su Ye talked nonsense with a straight face, yet his eyes were so clear that it was impossible to doubt him.

"Your Physique is special; it's the legendary Hidden Waste Physique. If we don't completely clear the 108 major Acupoints in your body and drain all the Innate Turbid Qi, you will surely suffer from Qi Deviation in your future Cultivation."

"This..."

Hearing this, Lin Waner's face turned pale.

Qi Deviation?

Wouldn't that turn her into a monster that only knows how to kill?

"Senior Brother, then... then what should I do?" she asked urgently, her eyes full of dependence.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Brother is here."

Su Ye smiled slightly and reached out, gently patting the back of her hand to reassure her.

The moment their skin touched.

Lin Waner felt a current of electricity surge through her whole body, and her figure couldn't help but soften a bit.

"Senior Brother came tonight to perform my Su Family's secret technique—the 'Taiyi Divine Needles'—to thoroughly clear your Meridians and reshape your Foundation."

As Su Ye spoke, he flipped his hand, and several silver needles condensed from spiritual power appeared in his palm, emitting a faint cold light.

"Only..."

He looked at Lin Waner with some difficulty, hesitating to speak.

"This method requires applying needles to the Acupoints, and there can be no clothing blocking them. Otherwise, if the spiritual power deviates even slightly, all efforts will be in vain, and it might even damage your core."

At this point, Su Ye sighed, appearing very conflicted.

"This is also why Senior Brother asked you to... do that."

"If Junior Sister finds it inconvenient, then let's forget it. Senior Brother will think of another way..."

Saying this, he made a move to put away the silver needles and stand up.

"No! Don't!"

Seeing this, Lin Waner immediately became anxious.

She grabbed Su Ye's sleeve, her eyes full of urgency and determination.

If Senior Brother left, wouldn't she become that useless person who can only drag others down again?

Moreover, Senior Brother was doing this to save her, even resorting to his family's secret technique. How could she fail Senior Brother's kindness just because of a little shame?

"Senior Brother, I don't mind!"

"In front of Senior Brother, Waner... Waner has no secrets."

The young girl looked up, and in those clear eyes, a flame called "devotion" was burning.

It was a thirst for power, and even more so, absolute trust in the man before her.

"Good."

Seeing her look of being ready to die for a cause, Su Ye laughed inwardly, but his face showed an expression of relief and being moved.

"Since Junior Sister trusts Senior Brother so much, then Senior Brother will certainly do his best."

"Come, turn your back to me."

Su Ye pointed to the prayer mat.

Lin Waner bit her lip and slowly turned around, her back to Su Ye.

Her hands trembled as she reached for the tie at her waist.

This moment.

The air seemed to freeze.

As the tie slipped.

That gauzy robe, as thin as a cicada's wing, slowly slid down her smooth, jade-like shoulders... Su Ye sat behind her, watching the exquisite scenery gradually reveal itself, and the gentleness in his eyes instantly vanished.

Replacing it.

Was a greedy and playful light, like a hunter looking at prey that had fallen into a trap.

"Junior Sister, I'm going to start."

"It might hurt a little; you have to endure it."

The girl's voice trembled with a hint of a sob, yet it was incredibly firm, "Mm... Waner is not afraid of pain..."