92: Chapter 92 A Joyful and Harmonious Moment

Sensing the beautiful woman beside him tense up instantly, along with that dangerous, viper-like aura, Gu Yi raised his hand and, beneath the wide black mysterious gold robe, gently patted Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's shapely waist.

"Withdraw your Evil Qi," Gu Yi's voice was gentle yet carried an unquestionable sense of authority. "They are not only people in this Xumi Immortal Mansion but also partners who have experienced life and death with me. From now on, everyone will live under the same roof. As long as you protect this territory, they will naturally be your family too."

Upon hearing the words "family" and "partners," the bloodthirsty crimson in Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's eyes flickered slightly. She bit her rosy lower lip; the pathological possessiveness in her heart was still churning, but since it was a rule set by her Young Master Gu, she complied without hesitation.

She withdrew all the oppressive pressure she was exuding back into her body and docilely pressed against Gu Yi's arm.

Passing through the long bluestone corridor of the dungeon and pushing open the carved wooden door at the end, the long-lost warm sunlight spilled onto their shoulders.

Just as Gu Yi and Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao stepped into the corridor in front of the main hall of the Xumi Immortal Mansion, his footsteps faltered slightly.

As the absolute Dominator of this Xumi Immortal Mansion, he keenly sensed a familiar and extremely anxious aura lingering before the hidden portal of the Xumi Immortal Mansion in the outside Medicine Valley.

It was Senior Sister Mu Qingxue.

Gu Yi's thoughts shifted, and he gently waved his wide robe sleeve in the Void Realm before him.

Ripples like water waves spread through space, and the boundary passage opened accordingly.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, dressed in a light blue long dress, stood outside the passage with an anxious expression. When she saw Gu Yi safe and sound inside the door, her cold, clear eyes instantly turned red.

"Junior Brother Gu..."

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue didn't even bother to put away the Flying Sword in her hand; she stumbled into the Xumi Immortal Mansion and grabbed Gu Yi's arm.

Sensing the surging vitality within Gu Yi, which not only showed no signs of weakness but had actually reached the Peak of the Nascent Soul, her heart, which had been hanging for days and nights, finally settled back into her chest.

Just as Gu Yi was about to speak to comfort her, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's gaze crossed over his shoulder and landed on the stunningly beautiful Face beneath that wide black robe.

The surrounding air froze completely in that instant.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's pupils contracted sharply, and her Face turned deathly pale in a flash.

A few days ago, above Sword King City, it was this high and mighty Blood-Robed Demoness who crushed countless Cultivators with a wave of her hand and even hit Junior Brother Gu with a single strike, leaving him vomiting blood and on the verge of death!

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

The cold Senior Sister's instinct to protect her husband erupted completely. Accompanied by a crisp sound of a sword, the azure Flying Sword was unsheathed. Without hesitation, she took a step forward, blocking firmly in front of Gu Yi, with the sword tip pointing directly at Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's throat, her whole body tense as if facing a formidable enemy.

Watching this tense scene, Gu Yi chuckled helplessly. He took a small step forward, his warm, thick hand accurately covering the back of Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's hand that was holding the sword, and he took the opportunity to gently pull this cold, tense Senior Sister into his arms.

"Senior Sister, put the sword away."

Gu Yi rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, his tone filled with comfort. "She was indeed acting crazy outside that day, but over the past few days, I have already 'taught' her a harsh lesson. She is my woman now. With me here, she cannot hurt a single hair on your head."

Hearing these words from Gu Yi, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's brain felt a bit dazed.

Taught her a lesson? My woman?

Held in Gu Yi's arms, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue was full of embarrassment and disbelief. This was a Soul Transformation Stage murderous Demoness; what on earth had Junior Brother done to her in these past few days?!

Standing to the side, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, seeing a Righteous Path Cultivator at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul daring to point a sword at her, felt a chilling crimson murderous intent rise in her eyes.

If it were in the outside world, this woman would have already turned into a cloud of blood mist. But hearing Gu Yi's declaration of ownership, she forcibly suppressed that Taiyin Devilish Qi.

She did not say a word of nonsense, but like a viper eyeing its prey, she stared fixedly at Senior Sister Mu Qingxue with a sickly gaze that carried the scent of blood.

Immediately after, she pressed her soft, boneless body even more tightly against Gu Yi's arm, silently declaring her submission with this almost twisted posture of attachment.

Feeling Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's yandere-like dependence, Gu Yi smiled and patted her shoulder. Half-coaxing and half-embracing, he led the dazed Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, along with Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, through the corridor towards the center of the plaza.

Under the purple-leaf spiritual tree, Valley Master Yan Shuyao was elegantly arranging the purple clay tea set, and the fragrance of calming tea was overflowing. On the left was Fei Yuechan, holding a teacup with a Face as fair as snow, and on the other side was Liu Qingwan, leaning on a rattan chair and fiddling with a wine gourd.

Hearing the footsteps, the three of them turned their heads in unison.

Seeing Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, whom Gu Yi had brought in, they were about to smile, but their gazes inevitably swept over the black-robed woman on Gu Yi's other side.

Crack, crack, crack...

A layer of frost spread outward along the white jade floor tiles under Fei Yuechan's feet. Liu Qingwan also sat up straight, her peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and sharp Sword Intent swirled around her body.

"Gu Yi," Fei Yuechan's voice was cold. "You certainly have a good mood. You went to interrogate a prisoner, and you actually interrogated her right into your own arms."

She knew that Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao was bound in this space, but she didn't expect her disciple to actually let this demoness out.

The craziness in Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's bones surged again. This Xumi Immortal Mansion was Young Master Gu's territory; daring to release cold Qi at Young Master Gu was a provocation. She blocked half of her body in front of Gu Yi, coldly returning Fei Yuechan's gaze.

Gu Yi chuckled, held Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's wrist, and pulled this demonic sword, ready to unsheathe at any moment, back to his side.

"Revered Master, you're exaggerating." Meeting everyone's gaze, Gu Yi openly pulled out two empty rattan chairs and pressed both women to sit down. "She is my woman, Gu Yi's woman, now. From now on, the rules for the perimeter of the Xumi Immortal Mansion will be upheld by her. Rest assured, she will not hurt any of you."

After speaking, Gu Yi turned to look at Valley Master Yan Shuyao, who was pouring tea, and introduced her gently: "Shuyao, this is my Senior Sister from the same sect, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue."

As the head housekeeper, Valley Master Yan Shuyao was incredibly perceptive. She didn't probe into the trivial details of the dungeon; relying solely on Gu Yi's introduction, she picked up the purple clay teapot, elegantly poured three cups of hot tea, and pushed them in front of Gu Yi, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, and Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, respectively.

"So it is Senior Sister Mu Qingxue. You must have had a hard journey coming here." Valley Master Yan Shuyao smiled gently and looked at Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao beside her. "And this sister, since Young Master Gu has spoken, from now on, everyone living under the same roof is family. Drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

With the most appropriate demeanor, Valley Master Yan Shuyao gave Gu Yi plenty of Face and perfectly defused the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere.

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao looked at the hot tea pushed in front of her. She was accustomed to the treachery of the Cultivator world; this gentle kindness from a "love rival" was strange but strangely soothed her defensive heart.

She glanced at Gu Yi, and seeing Gu Yi nod slightly, she picked up the teacup and stiffly spat out two words: "Thank you."

Once this slightly awkward address was uttered, the cold atmosphere around the round table dissipated completely.

Liu Qingwan placed the wine gourd on the table and looked at Gu Yi with a half-smile: "Young Master Gu truly has great ability. While we were outside worried and fearful, you managed to take this top-tier combat power into your pocket without even stepping out. At the rate you are expanding your household, I'm afraid the villa that Valley Master Yan just built won't be enough for you to live in."

"Elder Liu, you are wronging me." Gu Yi took a light sip of tea. "With Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao guarding outside, won't everyone be able to plant flowers and brew wine in the Xumi Immortal Mansion with more peace of mind in the future?"

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue held the warm teacup with both hands, the blush on her cold cheeks not yet faded. She quietly raised her eyes, her gaze lingering on Gu Yi's handsome Face, feeling the unique sense of security in this world, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Just at this moment of reunion in the Xumi Immortal Mansion.

A purple light shone from Gu Yi's brow. Accompanied by a silver bell-like, charming laughter, the illusory and provocative figure of Ji Meier drifted out from the soul nourishing wood and landed steadily in the center of the white jade round table.

"Oh my, the fragrance of tea in this whole courtyard can barely suppress the sour smell. You sisters are drinking tea and chatting here, while leaving me stifled in the Sea of Consciousness; how unromantic."

Those fox-like eyes darted around the women and finally stopped on Gu Yi.

"I say, Young Master, you have been working hard night after night for several days, first smoothing the fur for Revered Master, then going to drink with Elder, and today you even went to the dungeon to thoroughly 'conquer' a Demoness. I see that your Creation Immortal Body is almost drained, right? How about going to find Valley Master Yan later to ask for some nourishing prescriptions and brew you a pot of deer blood soup?"

As soon as these lewd, uninhibited words came out, the air around the round table froze for an instant.

Fei Yuechan's fair cheeks flushed to her ears, and she almost couldn't hold the teacup steadily; the tea Liu Qingwan had just drunk choked her directly in her throat, and Senior Sister Mu Qingxue was so shy that she buried her head in her chest.

Even Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, who had always been cold and stern, turned her Face away, her red lips tightly pursed, and a trace of shyness flashed in her eyes.

"You foul-mouthed demon soul, see if I don't seal your mouth today!"

Fei Yuechan was annoyed and angry, condensed frost Sword Qi at her fingertips, and made a gesture to slash at Ji Meier.

"Oh my, the Peak Revered Master is angry and wants to kill to silence me! Young Master, help!"

Ji Meier let out a charming cry, turned into a purple light, hid behind Gu Yi, poked half of her head out, and made Faces at Fei Yuechan wildly.