After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 117

At Yishan, the war between the Immortal and Demon realms continued.

However, the Demon side seemed to have produced an extremely formidable Demon Star in recent days.

The Hundred Immortal Sects had never encountered this Demon Star before, but all who had crossed blows with her felt a strange feeling.

No other reason, but this Demon Star resembled a human cultivator far too closely.

Not only were her combat moves similar, but even her appearance was extremely human.

Aside from the intense demonic energy surrounding her, there was nothing else about her that resembled the Demon race. Whenever this Demon Star appeared, she was accompanied by only a single demonic sword. This alone set her apart from other Demons.

It was widely known that the Demon race disliked swords, considering them too short and too reserved, a stark contrast to the various types of weaponry they favored—those that released fierce, outward-rushing sha (killing) energy, such as sabers, axes, spears, and halberds.

Yet, this Demon Star, who had suddenly risen within the Demon race, carried only a long sword, which was exceptionally conspicuous.

Some suspected her identity was unusual, but this Demon Star wore a terrifying ghost mask with blue skin and fangs. Moreover, when she fought, her moves were lethal, making it impossible for anyone to get close, so naturally, no one had any clue about her identity.

Until this news reached Qin Qingyi’s ears.

“A Demon Star that looks like a human cultivator?”

She grew interested and curiously asked the person beside her, “How come I haven’t run into her?”

“Senior Sister, you haven’t been to Yishan recently, so naturally, you wouldn’t know about this.”

Hu Yu sat on the side, first picking up his teacup and vigorously downing three cups, gulping down half a pot of tea. Only then did he wipe his mouth and wave a hand at her.

He had just returned from Yishan. Due to the matter of this Demon Star, the manpower stationed at Yishan was stretched thin, and he would have to return after a maximum of half a day’s rest.

“This Demon Star has only appeared at Yishan for two or three days. Before that, she was moving around other battlefields. According to intelligence shared by other sects, it seems she came all the way from the East. She fights exceptionally fiercely and cruelly. Quite a few people have suffered losses at her hands, nearly losing their lives.”

Hu Yu was also amazed.

Although he hadn’t faced this Demon Star head-on yet, he could glean a thing or two from others’ words. This demon had extremely high combat power, perhaps even he was not her match.

Qin Qingyi found it even more intriguing.

“If there’s a chance, it would be best to witness it.”

It was just a pity that the Sword Sect’s affairs were numerous, confining her here.

During the day, she dealt with Sword Sect matters, and at night, she had to secretly stay up late to handle the various affairs that Yan Li brought back from the Demon race.

Working both day and night shifts, Qin Qingyi was already overwhelmed by the massive workload.

Moreover, ever since she angered her Junior Sister, the Junior Sister refused to help her with these trivial matters anymore. When she shamelessly begged, she could only get one line from the other party: “Senior Sister is the Sect Leader. Since you are the Sect Leader, you must be responsible for the Sword Sect.”

In short, she refused to help her again.

This left Qin Qingyi feeling utterly defeated.

When would her Junior Sister finally let go of her anger?

Thinking of this, Qin Qingyi sighed deeply.

“Why are you sighing, Senior Sister?”

Hu Yu had been fighting demons at Yishan for many days and was quite oblivious, so he naturally wasn’t aware of the friction between Qin Qingyi and Zhou Zhixue.

But seeing Qin Qingyi looking worried at the moment, he was extremely curious.

Others might not know, but he knew what kind of temper his Senior Sister had. She was the kind who could still roll over and sleep if the sky fell—a lazy immortal who possessed great innate talent and strength but would dodge work whenever possible and remain indifferent to the world when she closed her eyes.

The rumors outside were that with such a Sect Leader, the Sword Sect’s rigid and solemn style might gradually fade as the disciples followed suit.

Qin Qingyi glanced at him: “If I told you, you wouldn’t understand, so it’s better not to say anything.”

Hu Yu blinked, even more puzzled.

But since his Senior Sister clearly didn’t want to talk more, he didn’t press further.

He still had that much common sense.

Seeing the sun gradually rising outside the hall, Hu Yu sighed: “Time really flies too fast.”

It wasn’t his fault for feeling lost. He had been stationed at Yishan for more than half a month. He finally got half a day’s rest, but it passed just talking with his Senior Sister.

It made him really miss the days when he could be lazy and sleep every day on the Hidden Snow Peak.

“Who is coming back later? Have you discussed the rotation for rest?”

Qin Qingyi asked him.

Aside from her being unable to be stationed at Yishan, there were only three people left at Hidden Snow Peak. Just three people were clearly not enough compared to the disciples fighting from other peaks, so they had to take turns coming back to rest.

She originally didn’t care about these things, but today…

Today was the fifteenth, and it was different after all.

Would Junior Sister come back?

Hu Yu thought for a moment: “It should be Senior Brother who comes back first. Last night, Junior Sister surprisingly volunteered to come back last, insisting that running back and forth was too troublesome, which is quite rare.”

“She always used to come back for half a day, but lately, I don’t know why, she’s been staying at Yishan for so long.”

“Strange, strange.”

Hu Yu shook his head as he spoke, but he didn’t see that Qin Qingyi’s face was getting worse.

Junior Sister was only coming tomorrow, so what should she do?

Should she go and humble herself to Junior Sister? But she had begged and coaxed, and Junior Sister still treated her like air.

Just thinking of the hardship of the onset of the Qing Chao (Eros Tide/Love Desire), Qin Qingyi couldn’t lift her spirits. Her mind was in a turmoil, unsure of what to do.

Her thoughts were in a deadlock. Qin Qingyi’s fingernails dug into her palm, and her heart felt like it was blocked by a wad of cotton.

“Your heart is troubled.” Immortal Venerable Wu Wang suddenly spoke, making Qin Qingyi’s heart skip a beat in fright.

Qin Qingyi clutched her chest and whispered, gritting her teeth: “Senior, next time before you speak, could you please give a warning?”

Her sudden appearance had almost startled her into jumping up.

Immortal Venerable Wu Wang didn’t mind her dissatisfaction, but instead sounded a little gleeful.

“It’s been a while. What? Did you offend someone again?”

She was asking about Zhou Zhixue, apparently sensing Qin Qingyi’s distress just now.

Dwelling in Qin Qingyi’s Dantian allowed her to sense her emotional fluctuations, which was quite convenient.

This little fox was lazy and greedy, and her underlying nature was one of indifference. Now, the only person who could stir up her heart was probably that little girl who cultivated the Path of Heartlessness.

“Ai, young people… it’s really wonderful. Even arguing is so interesting.”

Her meaningful teasing made Qin Qingyi grit her teeth.

But today was the fifteenth again, and she needed her Junior Sister.

But precisely!

She was holding her breath, so angry that she almost lost her mind, actually forgetting to communicate mentally and stiffly blurting out:

“If she doesn’t come, then she doesn’t come! It’s not like I can’t live without her!”

As these words came out, Immortal Venerable Wu Wang laughed even louder, mocking her for being so concerned with appearances while suffering inside.

Qin Qingyi also realized that she seemed to be a little exasperated, so she didn’t want to talk anymore and simply shut up.

Hu Yu was originally lamenting how quickly his rest time had passed. Hearing her suddenly speak, he turned to look at her: “Senior Sister, what are you saying? What is ‘doesn’t come’ and ‘can’t live without’?”

He hadn’t heard Qin Qingyi’s entire sentence, only the second half, and seeing Qin Qingyi’s face full of anger, he was even more puzzled.

“Nothing!” Qin Qingyi snapped.

The main door was suddenly pushed open, and someone walked in from outside.

Qin Qingyi and Hu Yu both looked out, but the sunlight at the entrance was too bright, and the person walking in was against the light, making it impossible to distinguish who it was for a moment.

“Who is Senior Sister angry at this time?”

Someone spoke, their voice clear and melodious, the deliberately lowered tone adding a hint of hoarse magnetism.

“Xie Su? Why did you come back so quickly?!”

Hu Yu cried out in surprise.

As he spoke, Hu Yu finally walked closer, and Qin Qingyi also saw him clearly.

Although she knew it was Xie Su when he spoke earlier, Qin Qingyi and Hu Yu had completely different reactions when the person really approached.

Qin Qingyi observed that he hadn’t returned injured, so she gestured for him to sit down.

Hu Yu, on the other hand, groaned.

Because Xie Su’s return meant that he had to immediately set off for Yishan.

Seeing him reluctantly dawdle, not wanting to leave, Qin Qingyi impatiently waved her sleeve and directly sent him out.

“Why are you stalling? Hurry up if you don’t want to be beaten.”

Seeing the noisy magpie sent away, Qin Qingyi looked at Xie Su again.

“Senior Sister.”

Xie Su stood two meters away and greeted Qin Qingyi.

Unlike Hu Yu, who would collapse into a chair upon return, Xie Su was more formal. He sat on the chair with his back perfectly straight, and even when thirsty and drinking tea, he was extremely controlled, only drinking half a cup.

“How is the battle situation at Yishan?”

Qin Qingyi asked him.

Since she wasn’t at Yishan, she could only rely on the people who returned from Yishan each day to learn about the war.

Xie Su pursed his lips and said: “Back and forth, evenly matched.”

Qin Qingyi nodded, asked a few more detailed questions, and then sent him back to rest.

Xie Su was intelligent, so he naturally didn’t bother her further and obediently returned to Hidden Snow Peak.

Watching him leave, Qin Qingyi looked at the empty hall and sighed deeply again.

She had intended to bury herself in official duties, but the more she dealt with them, the more annoyed she became, and finally, with a flick of her sleeve, she simply gave up.

If she handled it today, there would be just as much tomorrow. Tomorrow after tomorrow, there would always be endless work!

Then she wouldn’t do it!

Qin Qingyi returned to the inner resting chambers with a clear conscience.

Since it was all going to be endless anyway, she might as well wait until tomorrow.

She lay down on the bed, and before long, she drifted off to sleep.

But once asleep, it wasn’t so easy to wake up.

Late at night, the moon was high in the sky, and outside the Sword-Wielding Peak, there was only silence.

A gust of wind blew, and a black silhouette suddenly appeared by Qin Qingyi’s bed.

The silhouette stood by the bed but made no further move.

It simply watched the movements inside the bed.

Silver moonlight scattered, illuminating the room brightly.

In the bed, Qin Qingyi’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her temples. Her eyes were tightly closed, but her hands were unconsciously tearing at her clothing.

She mumbled continuously: “So uncomfortable… so hot…”

She was tortured by the Qing Chao, leaving her body soft and weak, yet she couldn’t wake up. Her eyelids twitched violently, but she just couldn’t open them.

She twisted restlessly on the bed. The person guarding outside the bed remained completely still.

Until Qin Qingyi called out a name.

“Junior Sister… Junior Sister… help me…”

A pleading, sobbing sound arose, and the person by the bed finally moved.

Her fingers twitched slightly, and the look in her eyes as they rested on Qin Qingyi changed slightly.

The breeze blowing in from the window lifted the hair at the newcomer’s temples. Zhou Zhixue sighed softly. Just one sentence from Senior Sister was enough to make her unable to harden her heart again.

She sat gently on the edge of the bed and patiently used her sleeve to wipe the sweat from Qin Qingyi’s forehead.

At this moment, Qin Qingyi’s face was already flushed with discomfort. Feeling a touch of coolness descend, her hands quickly clamped onto it.

Although unable to open her eyes, she could sense that this was what she needed most—something that could cool her down.

So, she tangled herself around it, clutching Zhou Zhixue’s arm and refusing to let go.

The icy touch made her addicted, and comfortable groans escaped her lips.

Thus, she became even more greedy, even attempting to take Zhou Zhixue’s hand and guide it to her chest and waist. Large expanses of delicate skin, which were flushed pink due to the Qing Chao, were exposed, looking extremely enticing.

Zhou Zhixue watched her unconscious entanglement, her eyes gradually darkening.

“Senior Sister, you brought this upon yourself.”

She leaned down and tore open Qin Qingyi’s collar. It was no longer the gentle and careful approach of before, but one carrying a venting roughness.

The sound of ripping cloth kept ringing out as Qin Qingyi’s previously somewhat intact clothing was completely reduced to shreds.

Freed from the constraints of her clothes, Qin Qingyi’s skin met the air. The cool sensation made her groan in comfort, but in just an instant, the Qing Chao returned, burning her even more severely.

She desperately sought something to cool her down, her hands flailing wildly, until Zhou Zhixue, with a hint of teasing, offered her hand.

The coolness brought by the Ice Spirit Root was incomparable to anything else. Once Qin Qingyi grabbed hold, she refused to let go.

In a daze, Qin Qingyi only heard one line:

“Senior Sister, I hope you don’t regret it when you wake up.”

At Yishan, the war between the Immortal and Demon realms continued.

However, the Demon side seemed to have produced an extremely formidable Demon Star in recent days.

The Hundred Immortal Sects had never encountered this Demon Star before, but all who had crossed blows with her felt a strange feeling.

No other reason, but this Demon Star resembled a human cultivator far too closely.

Not only were her combat moves similar, but even her appearance was extremely human.

Aside from the intense demonic energy surrounding her, there was nothing else about her that resembled the Demon race. Whenever this Demon Star appeared, she was accompanied by only a single demonic sword. This alone set her apart from other Demons.

It was widely known that the Demon race disliked swords, considering them too short and too reserved, a stark contrast to the various types of weaponry they favored—those that released fierce, outward-rushing sha (killing) energy, such as sabers, axes, spears, and halberds.

Yet, this Demon Star, who had suddenly risen within the Demon race, carried only a long sword, which was exceptionally conspicuous.

Some suspected her identity was unusual, but this Demon Star wore a terrifying ghost mask with blue skin and fangs. Moreover, when she fought, her moves were lethal, making it impossible for anyone to get close, so naturally, no one had any clue about her identity.

Until this news reached Qin Qingyi’s ears.

“A Demon Star that looks like a human cultivator?”

She grew interested and curiously asked the person beside her, “How come I haven’t run into her?”

“Senior Sister, you haven’t been to Yishan recently, so naturally, you wouldn’t know about this.”

Hu Yu sat on the side, first picking up his teacup and vigorously downing three cups, gulping down half a pot of tea. Only then did he wipe his mouth and wave a hand at her.

He had just returned from Yishan. Due to the matter of this Demon Star, the manpower stationed at Yishan was stretched thin, and he would have to return after a maximum of half a day’s rest.

“This Demon Star has only appeared at Yishan for two or three days. Before that, she was moving around other battlefields. According to intelligence shared by other sects, it seems she came all the way from the East. She fights exceptionally fiercely and cruelly. Quite a few people have suffered losses at her hands, nearly losing their lives.”

Hu Yu was also amazed.

Although he hadn’t faced this Demon Star head-on yet, he could glean a thing or two from others’ words. This demon had extremely high combat power, perhaps even he was not her match.

Qin Qingyi found it even more intriguing.

“If there’s a chance, it would be best to witness it.”

It was just a pity that the Sword Sect’s affairs were numerous, confining her here.

During the day, she dealt with Sword Sect matters, and at night, she had to secretly stay up late to handle the various affairs that Yan Li brought back from the Demon race.

Working both day and night shifts, Qin Qingyi was already overwhelmed by the massive workload.

Moreover, ever since she angered her Junior Sister, the Junior Sister refused to help her with these trivial matters anymore. When she shamelessly begged, she could only get one line from the other party: “Senior Sister is the Sect Leader. Since you are the Sect Leader, you must be responsible for the Sword Sect.”

In short, she refused to help her again.

This left Qin Qingyi feeling utterly defeated.

When would her Junior Sister finally let go of her anger?

Thinking of this, Qin Qingyi sighed deeply.

“Why are you sighing, Senior Sister?”

Hu Yu had been fighting demons at Yishan for many days and was quite oblivious, so he naturally wasn’t aware of the friction between Qin Qingyi and Zhou Zhixue.

But seeing Qin Qingyi looking worried at the moment, he was extremely curious.

Others might not know, but he knew what kind of temper his Senior Sister had. She was the kind who could still roll over and sleep if the sky fell—a lazy immortal who possessed great innate talent and strength but would dodge work whenever possible and remain indifferent to the world when she closed her eyes.

The rumors outside were that with such a Sect Leader, the Sword Sect’s rigid and solemn style might gradually fade as the disciples followed suit.

Qin Qingyi glanced at him: “If I told you, you wouldn’t understand, so it’s better not to say anything.”

Hu Yu blinked, even more puzzled.

But since his Senior Sister clearly didn’t want to talk more, he didn’t press further.

He still had that much common sense.

Seeing the sun gradually rising outside the hall, Hu Yu sighed: “Time really flies too fast.”

It wasn’t his fault for feeling lost. He had been stationed at Yishan for more than half a month. He finally got half a day’s rest, but it passed just talking with his Senior Sister.

It made him really miss the days when he could be lazy and sleep every day on the Hidden Snow Peak.

“Who is coming back later? Have you discussed the rotation for rest?”

Qin Qingyi asked him.

Aside from her being unable to be stationed at Yishan, there were only three people left at Hidden Snow Peak. Just three people were clearly not enough compared to the disciples fighting from other peaks, so they had to take turns coming back to rest.

She originally didn’t care about these things, but today…

Today was the fifteenth, and it was different after all.

Would Junior Sister come back?

Hu Yu thought for a moment: “It should be Senior Brother who comes back first. Last night, Junior Sister surprisingly volunteered to come back last, insisting that running back and forth was too troublesome, which is quite rare.”

“She always used to come back for half a day, but lately, I don’t know why, she’s been staying at Yishan for so long.”

“Strange, strange.”

Hu Yu shook his head as he spoke, but he didn’t see that Qin Qingyi’s face was getting worse.

Junior Sister was only coming tomorrow, so what should she do?

Should she go and humble herself to Junior Sister? But she had begged and coaxed, and Junior Sister still treated her like air.

Just thinking of the hardship of the onset of the Qing Chao (Eros Tide/Love Desire), Qin Qingyi couldn’t lift her spirits. Her mind was in a turmoil, unsure of what to do.

Her thoughts were in a deadlock. Qin Qingyi’s fingernails dug into her palm, and her heart felt like it was blocked by a wad of cotton.

“Your heart is troubled.” Immortal Venerable Wu Wang suddenly spoke, making Qin Qingyi’s heart skip a beat in fright.

Qin Qingyi clutched her chest and whispered, gritting her teeth: “Senior, next time before you speak, could you please give a warning?”

Her sudden appearance had almost startled her into jumping up.

Immortal Venerable Wu Wang didn’t mind her dissatisfaction, but instead sounded a little gleeful.

“It’s been a while. What? Did you offend someone again?”

She was asking about Zhou Zhixue, apparently sensing Qin Qingyi’s distress just now.

Dwelling in Qin Qingyi’s Dantian allowed her to sense her emotional fluctuations, which was quite convenient.

This little fox was lazy and greedy, and her underlying nature was one of indifference. Now, the only person who could stir up her heart was probably that little girl who cultivated the Path of Heartlessness.

“Ai, young people… it’s really wonderful. Even arguing is so interesting.”

Her meaningful teasing made Qin Qingyi grit her teeth.

But today was the fifteenth again, and she needed her Junior Sister.

But precisely!

She was holding her breath, so angry that she almost lost her mind, actually forgetting to communicate mentally and stiffly blurting out:

“If she doesn’t come, then she doesn’t come! It’s not like I can’t live without her!”

As these words came out, Immortal Venerable Wu Wang laughed even louder, mocking her for being so concerned with appearances while suffering inside.

Qin Qingyi also realized that she seemed to be a little exasperated, so she didn’t want to talk anymore and simply shut up.

Hu Yu was originally lamenting how quickly his rest time had passed. Hearing her suddenly speak, he turned to look at her: “Senior Sister, what are you saying? What is ‘doesn’t come’ and ‘can’t live without’?”

He hadn’t heard Qin Qingyi’s entire sentence, only the second half, and seeing Qin Qingyi’s face full of anger, he was even more puzzled.

“Nothing!” Qin Qingyi snapped.

The main door was suddenly pushed open, and someone walked in from outside.

Qin Qingyi and Hu Yu both looked out, but the sunlight at the entrance was too bright, and the person walking in was against the light, making it impossible to distinguish who it was for a moment.

“Who is Senior Sister angry at this time?”

Someone spoke, their voice clear and melodious, the deliberately lowered tone adding a hint of hoarse magnetism.

“Xie Su? Why did you come back so quickly?!”

Hu Yu cried out in surprise.

As he spoke, Hu Yu finally walked closer, and Qin Qingyi also saw him clearly.

Although she knew it was Xie Su when he spoke earlier, Qin Qingyi and Hu Yu had completely different reactions when the person really approached.

Qin Qingyi observed that he hadn’t returned injured, so she gestured for him to sit down.

Hu Yu, on the other hand, groaned.

Because Xie Su’s return meant that he had to immediately set off for Yishan.

Seeing him reluctantly dawdle, not wanting to leave, Qin Qingyi impatiently waved her sleeve and directly sent him out.

“Why are you stalling? Hurry up if you don’t want to be beaten.”

Seeing the noisy magpie sent away, Qin Qingyi looked at Xie Su again.

“Senior Sister.”

Xie Su stood two meters away and greeted Qin Qingyi.

Unlike Hu Yu, who would collapse into a chair upon return, Xie Su was more formal. He sat on the chair with his back perfectly straight, and even when thirsty and drinking tea, he was extremely controlled, only drinking half a cup.

“How is the battle situation at Yishan?”

Qin Qingyi asked him.

Since she wasn’t at Yishan, she could only rely on the people who returned from Yishan each day to learn about the war.

Xie Su pursed his lips and said: “Back and forth, evenly matched.”

Qin Qingyi nodded, asked a few more detailed questions, and then sent him back to rest.

Xie Su was intelligent, so he naturally didn’t bother her further and obediently returned to Hidden Snow Peak.

Watching him leave, Qin Qingyi looked at the empty hall and sighed deeply again.

She had intended to bury herself in official duties, but the more she dealt with them, the more annoyed she became, and finally, with a flick of her sleeve, she simply gave up.

If she handled it today, there would be just as much tomorrow. Tomorrow after tomorrow, there would always be endless work!

Then she wouldn’t do it!

Qin Qingyi returned to the inner resting chambers with a clear conscience.

Since it was all going to be endless anyway, she might as well wait until tomorrow.

She lay down on the bed, and before long, she drifted off to sleep.

But once asleep, it wasn’t so easy to wake up.

Late at night, the moon was high in the sky, and outside the Sword-Wielding Peak, there was only silence.

A gust of wind blew, and a black silhouette suddenly appeared by Qin Qingyi’s bed.

The silhouette stood by the bed but made no further move.

It simply watched the movements inside the bed.

Silver moonlight scattered, illuminating the room brightly.

In the bed, Qin Qingyi’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her temples. Her eyes were tightly closed, but her hands were unconsciously tearing at her clothing.

She mumbled continuously: “So uncomfortable… so hot…”

She was tortured by the Qing Chao, leaving her body soft and weak, yet she couldn’t wake up. Her eyelids twitched violently, but she just couldn’t open them.

She twisted restlessly on the bed. The person guarding outside the bed remained completely still.

Until Qin Qingyi called out a name.

“Junior Sister… Junior Sister… help me…”

A pleading, sobbing sound arose, and the person by the bed finally moved.

Her fingers twitched slightly, and the look in her eyes as they rested on Qin Qingyi changed slightly.

The breeze blowing in from the window lifted the hair at the newcomer’s temples. Zhou Zhixue sighed softly. Just one sentence from Senior Sister was enough to make her unable to harden her heart again.

She sat gently on the edge of the bed and patiently used her sleeve to wipe the sweat from Qin Qingyi’s forehead.

At this moment, Qin Qingyi’s face was already flushed with discomfort. Feeling a touch of coolness descend, her hands quickly clamped onto it.

Although unable to open her eyes, she could sense that this was what she needed most—something that could cool her down.

So, she tangled herself around it, clutching Zhou Zhixue’s arm and refusing to let go.

The icy touch made her addicted, and comfortable groans escaped her lips.

Thus, she became even more greedy, even attempting to take Zhou Zhixue’s hand and guide it to her chest and waist. Large expanses of delicate skin, which were flushed pink due to the Qing Chao, were exposed, looking extremely enticing.

Zhou Zhixue watched her unconscious entanglement, her eyes gradually darkening.

“Senior Sister, you brought this upon yourself.”

She leaned down and tore open Qin Qingyi’s collar. It was no longer the gentle and careful approach of before, but one carrying a venting roughness.

The sound of ripping cloth kept ringing out as Qin Qingyi’s previously somewhat intact clothing was completely reduced to shreds.

Freed from the constraints of her clothes, Qin Qingyi’s skin met the air. The cool sensation made her groan in comfort, but in just an instant, the Qing Chao returned, burning her even more severely.

She desperately sought something to cool her down, her hands flailing wildly, until Zhou Zhixue, with a hint of teasing, offered her hand.

The coolness brought by the Ice Spirit Root was incomparable to anything else. Once Qin Qingyi grabbed hold, she refused to let go.

In a daze, Qin Qingyi only heard one line:

“Senior Sister, I hope you don’t regret it when you wake up.”