91: Chapter 91 The Demoness's Heart Returns! The Obsession and Madness of a Yandere Witch

Gu Yi's rough fingertips gently rubbed against the tearstain that had not yet dried at the corner of Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's eye.

She tilted her head back, and within her previously hollow and unfocused phoenix eyes, a faint glimmer gradually emerged—a light born from being completely shattered and reshaped, carrying a thick sense of paranoia and pathological obsession.

For a long time, she had been like a hedgehog covered in sharp quills, using cruel and merciless slaughter to mask the pitiful wretch deep within her heart, the one abandoned by her Revered Master on that rainy night, shivering in fear. The Righteous Path betrayed her, the Demonic Path used her; there had never been a corner in this world where she could sleep in peace.

Until this man before her appeared.

With a brute strength far surpassing her own, he crushed her pride between the sheets, and with a gaze that pierced through everything, he violently tore open the scars she feared most to expose.

But he did not abandon her like the others; instead, in this death cell within the Xumi Immortal Mansion that isolated her from all the storms of the outside world, he gave her a place to belong.

Accompanied by a low metallic hum, Gu Yi stirred his thoughts, mobilizing the boundary Law of this Xumi Immortal Mansion.

The four thick cold iron chains that were nailed firmly into the walls, locking Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's wrists and ankles, snapped in response.

Losing the support of the chains, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's graceful, delicate body, which had already exhausted all its strength in the raging storm, instantly tipped forward.

Gu Yi steadily opened his arms, catching her soft, boneless body in a full embrace.

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's cheek pressed against Gu Yi's broad, solid chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling the scalding temperature continuously transmitted from his Creation Immortal Body.

The arms hanging at her sides trembled slightly; instead of pushing him away, they wrapped around Gu Yi's waist like vines clinging to a sheer cliff, tightly and greedily.

Gu Yi took the opportunity to hold her, his palm grasping into the Void Realm, and a large, thick, black robe with dark gold patterns appeared in his hand.

He deftly shook out the robe, wrapping Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's fiery, naked body—covered in bruises and fine sword wounds—tightly within it. The robe retained the faint, cold scent and pure Yang Qi that Gu Yi usually used, and this aura instantly enveloped Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao.

She reached out with both hands, clutching the lapels at her chest tightly, and took a deep breath, as if wanting to carve the scent belonging to this man deep into her bones and blood.

"The world outside cannot contain you, but I can."

Gu Yi looked down at the leopardess in his arms, who had finally retracted her claws to the outside world and revealed her softness only to him, his voice returning to its usual steady tone.

"Those hypocrites of the Righteous Path fear you, and those bloodthirsty old monsters of the Demonic Path only treat you as a weapon for killing. But I, Gu Yi, do not care about any of that."

Gu Yi reached out and tucked a few strands of loose hair, damp with sweat, behind her ear.

"As a dignified powerhouse at the Deity Transformation Peak Stage, since you have been branded by me, you are my, Gu Yi's, woman. From the moment you stepped into this Xumi Immortal Mansion and shared intimacy with me, this place has been your home."

Home.

Woman.

These few words were like a thunderbolt, striking straight into Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's scarred and battered heart.

She blankly raised her head, looking at the man before her who acted even more ruthlessly than the Demonic Path, yet had opened his wings of protection solely for her.

The cultivation at the Soul Transformation Stage Peak, which had been forcibly suppressed by the Xumi Immortal Mansion's boundary for several days, began to slowly recover in her Meridians once the seal was lifted.

But this time, that Taiyin Devilish Qi was no longer mixed with madness and uncontrollable resentment; instead, it transformed into a paranoia that was pure to the bone.

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao suddenly straightened her body, her hands traveling up Gu Yi's chest, clinging tightly to his neck.

She stood on tiptoe, bringing her red lips to Gu Yi's ear. Within those shimmering phoenix eyes, a terrifying yet exceptionally fiery pathological obsession burned.

"Gu-lang..."

That call was hoarse and sticky, carrying a thick scent of blood and a deadly sweet fragrance, slowly spreading within the claustrophobic dungeon.

"Since you provoked me and gave me a place to stay, this life of mine—skin, bones, and even this Divine Soul—will be tightly entangled with you, Gu-lang. Even if you drive me away, I will never leave."

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's fingertips gently rubbed against Gu Yi's sharp jawline, her tone revealing a cruelty and tenderness that seeped into the marrow.

"This Xumi Immortal Mansion is Gu-lang's, which means it is also mine. Whoever dares to make Gu-lang frown outside, whoever dares to step half a step into our territory..."

A scarlet ferocity flashed in the depths of her eyes, yet the corners of her mouth curled into a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

"Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao will peel off their skin bit by bit and dig out their hearts and livers for Gu-lang to drink with his wine. Whether it be the Heavenly God and buddhas in the sky or the demons of the Nine Serenities, as long as they dare to block Gu-lang's path, I will kill them all!"

This was the true Blood-Robed Demoness.

She no longer wielded her sword for hatred; instead, she had transformed into a venomous snake coiled beside Gu Yi. Anyone who attempted to lay a finger on her man or her territory would face her most insane bite.

"Very good."

Gu Yi's palm slid down her slender waist, pinching the firm curve heavily, causing Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao to let out a charming soft hum.

"As for my, Gu Yi's, scales, you may protect them as you please. No matter what heaven-shattering trouble arises, I will be here to back you up."

[Ding!]

[Host has successfully subdued the hostile Luck daughter of the Soul Transformation Stage, 'Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao', through physical and mental reshaping.]

[Villain Value Reward: +2000 points!]

"Let's go."

Gu Yi set aside his thoughts, taking the opportunity to wrap his arm around the supple waist of Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, which was wrapped in the large robe, and turned to walk toward the heavy dark iron door of the dungeon.

"Having stayed in this pitch-black place for so many days, it is time to go out and see the sunlight."

Gu Yi's footsteps were steady and composed.

"There are still a few of your 'old acquaintances' outside. Since you now consider this Xumi Immortal Mansion your own territory, you should go and meet them."

Hearing the words "old acquaintances", the delicate body of Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, nestled in Gu Yi's arms, tensed slightly.

In her mind, the cold and frosty Peak Revered Master of the Xuantian Sect immediately appeared, as well as the female Elder carrying a wine gourd. A few days ago in Sword King City, they had fought until the heavens darkened and the earth turned dim over the man beside her, wishing they could devour each other alive.

Now, with a sudden change, the former mortal enemies had actually become women under the same roof.

She took a deep breath, pulling the large dark gold robe tighter, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, a sharpness flashing in the depths of her eyes that only appeared when she was examining her own possessions.

"Rest assured, Gu-lang."

She pressed closely against Gu Yi's arm, her voice filled with an unshakable sense of natural entitlement.

"As long as they behave themselves and serve Gu-lang well, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao will naturally not get angry. But if anyone dares to let Gu-lang suffer even the slightest grievance, or wants to snatch Gu-lang away from my side..."

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao let out a cold laugh, and the oppressive aura of a Soul Transformation Stage demoness spread invisibly.