When it comes to feelings, Qin Yu was like gazing at flowers in the mist—not quite understanding, half guessing.

But of course, his own woman had to be cherished by himself.

What they were thinking, Qin Yu could understand; they didn’t want to make trouble for him. Yet the more they acted like this, the more his heart ached for them.

In the days ahead, he would set aside some time to accompany them, taking them around the Cyan Mountain Sect.

The Immortal Sect covered a vast area. If they strolled leisurely, it would probably take days to complete a circuit. With his current status, there was nowhere he couldn’t go.

Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli were fine—their personalities were naturally cheerful.

But yin Qinghe, she was always a little nervous.

Qin Yu liked this beautiful teacher fiercely, occasionally teasing her just to see her flustered look.

The more nervous she got, the more he would...

Maybe she found it embarrassing, felt she couldn’t face anyone, but Qin Yu simply liked her like that.

Leng Ruyu saw all of this unfold, feeling complicated inside.

She’d never met someone like Qin Yu before.

In the cultivator’s world, everything revolved around snatching resources. Who had time for someone like Qin Yu—someone so ’out of line’ and wayward?

But it was exactly this kind of person who stirred up a faint, unfamiliar... feeling in her heart.

As the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect, she was destined to take over as Lord of the Demon Sect. The matter of a Dao Companion had never been in her plans.

Most likely, it would never happen.

And if it did, perhaps it’d only be for some consideration—a calculated alliance.

Leng Ruyu didn’t know how long she’d stay at Cyan Mountain Sect, but to have had this experience in her life... seemed, actually, not bad.

She just wondered if, after she left, he would still remember her.

Leaning by the window, gazing out at the distant sky, she was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice Qin Yu already entering.

He directly wrapped this demoness in his arms.

Oddly enough, this time Leng Ruyu didn’t struggle at all. She simply let him hold her.

Qin Yu was surprised—and saw a trace of worry between the brows of this little demoness, so he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about how to escape your clutches!" Leng Ruyu shot him a glare.

"Well, you’re not getting that chance."

Qin Yu’s lips curved into a smile.

"I’m the Demon Sect Leader, do you really want to keep me here forever?"

Upon hearing this—

Qin Yu’s expression turned serious, "Is that not possible?"

"I..."

Leng Ruyu wanted to say more, but he cut her off, "Do you think we’ll always be stuck in Yunlan Domain?!"

Leng Ruyu was silent.

True.

She already had a Dao Bone, and her Root Bone was still improving. Did she really plan to stay in the Demon Sect forever?

Not necessarily.

If she always stayed in the Demon Sect, even with the best Root Bone, the Lotus Platform was already the limit.

"You can’t escape—even if you return to the Demon Sect, I’ll steal you back!"

Qin Yu gently lifted her chin, saying so.

Hiss.

That sounded kind of childish.

"Heh!"

Leng Ruyu let out a snort—but didn’t refute him.

Qin Yu might really have that capability, and it seemed he wasn’t actually joking.

The only question was, how was she supposed to explain this to her father?

After all, Qin Yu was Su Xiyue’s man.

Conflicted.

Would she end up, in outsiders’ eyes, as a demoness snatching someone else’s man?!

The thought itself... felt kind of exciting.

[Leng Ruyu Romantic Point: 65 (Deep Feelings)]

Qin Yu saw the Romantic Point flicker above the flame, and couldn’t help but sigh—the inner thoughts of this demoness were really hard to guess.

He pinned her right onto the windowsill.

A moment later, the demoness’s cries for help rang out throughout the entire cave residence.

...

Qin Yu saw Sect Leader again five days later.

Even after five days of recuperation, she still looked pale.

Qin Yu could sense that the master’s injuries had worsened—her Dantian, meridians, and spiritual power were all exacerbated.

It was obviously the result of overusing spiritual power and spiritual power.

What in the world happened?

When the ground trembled, where did Sect Leader go, and what did she do?

"Master, your injuries..."

Before Qin Yu could finish, the Sect Leader eyed him cautiously and said decisively, "I’m fine!"

She looked as if she was afraid her disciple would suddenly... heal her.

Qin Yu was helpless. Seeing her exhaustion, he suggested, "Master, why not let your disciple help you relax?"

"No need. Just focus on your cultivation. We’re running out of time. Break through to Golden Core soon—that’s what matters!"

Su Xihe’s face was solemn, rejecting his kindness.

"Yes."

He began practicing in the medicated bath.

Su Xihe just glanced at him, her eyes complicated, before walking out.

Her injuries really had gotten worse.

It was now a disaster on top of disaster.

At this point, being able to use twenty to thirty percent of her cultivation was already impressive.

How would she face the coming Hundred Sword Sect?!

But the only one who could heal her, perhaps, was this disciple.

Did she want healing?

Of course she did!

These days, she’d been repeatedly pondering and deducing the cost her sister mentioned.

It probably wasn’t that Qin Yu was scheming.

Back then, he was just a junior cultivator at Qi Refining Fourth Layer, yet he healed her sister’s wounds—which were even worse than her own. Obviously, it wasn’t some elixir concoction.

She’d once sensed all of Qin Yu’s inner workings, realizing his physique was special. Maybe healing had something to do with that.

Perhaps, some sort of...

... contact was needed.

The details—she still wasn’t entirely sure.

But judging by Leng Ruyu’s situation, she could guess at least a bit.

The Demon Sect Leader was so proud, never willing to be beneath others, and yet was... bullied into such a state.

Was Leng Ruyu incapable of resisting?!

Obviously not.

And even if things got worse, she could leave, go back to the Demon Sect.

But Leng Ruyu chose to stay.

Something must be drawing her—like... improving her Root Bone!

That’s Dao Bone!

Just thinking about it, Su Xihe couldn’t calm her heart.

But still!

She was Lord of the Immortal Sect, Qin Yu’s teacher, and he was still her sister’s man.

How could she?

She went in front of the courtyard, curled up on the hanging bed, lost in thought.

...

Afterwards, life was peaceful. Even though Lord of the Demon Sect came several times to Cyan Mountain, he still couldn’t get Leng Ruyu to leave.

After all, the Black Qi really was still there, just faint.

What made him hesitate was that Black Qi was unlike other injuries—what if it got worse after returning?

He could only keep postponing.

Still, inside the cave, it looked like only his daughter was an outsider. It probably shouldn’t be any trouble?

Old father was worried, but couldn’t really say much.

The deadline drew closer and closer, and the Flame Point finally hit fifty thousand.

Time to improve the Root Bone!