After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 78

The moon was high in the sky, and Feng Ning keenly noticed two people leaving.

But she only glanced at them before turning her head to feign sleep.

It had nothing to do with her, and it wasn’t her turn to stand watch, so why bother to cause trouble.

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Inside the cave.

The two people’s breathing was ragged, light gasps intertwined.

The temperature in the cave was rising steadily. As soon as they entered, Qin Qingyi’s tails behind her could no longer be restrained and fell loose.

Six scarlet fox tails spread out behind her, complemented by the fluffy ears that reappeared on her head. Zhou Zhixue’s heart was itching at the sight.

She couldn’t help but reach out to touch. When her hand reached the base of the tail, she clearly felt the person in her arms stiffen. With a bit of mischief, she gently squeezed the base of the tail. The person in her arms immediately shivered and instinctively opened her mouth to bite Zhou Zhixue’s shoulder.

Probably due to the influence of the erotic tide and the inability to control her animalistic transformation, even the canine teeth in her mouth became sharper. This bite was quite heavy, and a hint of blood immediately oozed from under the fabric on her shoulder, clearly having bitten into the flesh.

Zhou Zhixue let out a muffled groan from the bite, but her hand did not let go. She lightly stroked one tail, pinched the tip, and gently swung it, watching the distinct, glossy fox fur reflect a satin-like sheen under the moonlight.

The texture felt so good.

This thought suddenly arose in Zhou Zhixue’s mind.

As if dissatisfied with her caress, or perhaps annoyed that she only touched that one tail, the other five tails impatiently twitched their tips, seemingly with their own ideas, vying to sweep past Zhou Zhixue’s outstretched hand—either her slender wrist, or her fair hand back, or her tapered fingers. As the smooth fur brushed past, it brought with it waves of comfortable yet unique sensation.

On the scarlet tails, only the tips had a little white fur, which made them even more enchanting. Their swaying carried a seductive implication.

Zhou Zhixue soothingly touched the other few tails one by one, allowing her hand to be entangled by the tail tips. Her warm, jade-like palm occasionally peeked out from the scarlet fur, looking particularly striking.

The person in her arms was displeased with her actions; the person and the tails seemed to disagree. The tails hooked and clung, refusing to let go, while the person in her arms wore an expression of intense resistance.

Zhou Zhixue chuckled softly.

Senior Sister was incoherent right now, and she had taken advantage of the opportunity.

It was she who harbored ill intentions.

It was her wishful thinking.

It was she who insisted on forcing the matter.

Zhou Zhixue lowered her gaze, recalling the words her Master had once said to her.

“When I took your Senior Sister as a disciple, I knew she was born with a missing ‘root,’ but I didn’t know which one it was before. Seeing that she encountered no obstacles in her cultivation and was even more naturally gifted than you, I never took the matter to heart. But now it seems that the ‘root’ your Senior Sister is missing is the so-called ‘root of emotion.’”

“When you insisted on cultivating the Dao of emotionlessness, I thought you were a person of pure mind and detached demeanor. But now it seems you are the one who is deeply emotional and infatuated. On the contrary, although she follows me in cultivating the Dao of freedom and ease, she is a person of broad affection yet no love. She is equally good to everyone—to friends, to fellow disciples, even to me—with a superb nature. As a result, I didn’t notice before that this equality of hers is a deadly poison for you.”

Even if it was deadly poison, she would willingly drink it.

If Senior Sister wouldn’t awaken to her feelings, then she would find a way to make her.

Zhou Zhixue’s resolve was firm. She used her other hand to tightly embrace Qin Qingyi, their fingers entwined.

Seeing the person in her arms with misty eyes, Zhou Zhixue brought her slightly warm breath closer, tracing the contours of the other’s face little by little. Her eyes were greedy, as if she wanted to swallow Qin Qingyi whole.

“Senior Sister…”

If I am forever like this, letting you take whatever you desire, will you see me?

Or… must I harden my heart before you will open your eyes?

Are we destined to be entangled like this forever?

Zhou Zhixue’s mind was complicated, two emotions tearing at her, making her eyes flicker uncertainly.

And Qin Qingyi clearly couldn’t give her an answer.

Seeing the person in her arms completely lose control, writhing restlessly in her embrace, her body almost burning up from the erotic tide.

Zhou Zhixue finally gave up on contemplating the answer to this question. She couldn’t bear to see Qin Qingyi suffer any longer. She gently stroked the other’s back, telling her to slowly relax.

Seeing that she was mostly calmed down, Zhou Zhixue finally lifted her into her arms and strode towards the bed deep inside the cave.

She had found this cave a few days earlier. It was spacious enough and secluded enough. She had tried her best to decorate the inside of the cave to be almost identical to the one on Hidden Snow Peak, thinking it should be comfortable enough.

She had also set up many restrictions at the entrance of the cave—protective ones, concealing ones, and various types of restrictions to attack intruders. She had almost set up multiple layers of protection.

This way, no one would come to disturb her and Senior Sister.

Gently placing the person on the couch, Zhou Zhixue looked at Qin Qingyi, whose face was flushed and lying on the bed. Her heart almost melted, but what followed was a sudden surge of bitterness.

This mix of sweetness and bitterness almost made her weep.

Senior Sister, you and I—

Can only be close under such circumstances?

These days, whenever she was sober, Qin Qingyi would deliberately keep her distance, like an attempt to cover up. As long as Zhou Zhixue was present, Senior Sister would insist on finding a situation where others were also present to speak with her. Otherwise, there would be an awkward silence between the two of them.

“Senior Sister, what do you want me to do?”

Zhou Zhixue murmured.

This soft call seemed to restore a sliver of rationality to Qin Qingyi. She opened her misty eyes, looked at the red-rimmed eyes of Zhou Zhixue in front of her, and, gasping softly, pulled the person towards her.

Her strength was not great, but Zhou Zhixue was cooperative enough. Following the slight pull on her wrist, she bent down, meekly leaning close to Qin Qingyi’s ear.

“Junior Sister, what’s wrong? Did someone bully you?”

She frowned, panting lightly. The discomfort in her body made her breaths short and shallow, but her voice was still as gentle as before, still in the tone Zhou Zhixue remembered from her childhood, like comforting a child.

The warm breath sprayed onto Zhou Zhixue’s auricle, causing a blush.

Her question was inexplicable.

But Zhou Zhixue understood clearly.

She had obviously forgotten her current situation.

But even with her own discomfort, she was still concerned about Zhou Zhixue, afraid she was thirsty, hungry, hot, or cold.

But it was this kind of tenderness that made Zhou Zhixue’s emotions suddenly spiral out of control.

She abruptly stood up, looking at Qin Qingyi below her, looking at the expression of discomfort due to the heat of passion, watching her writhe restlessly beneath her, looking at Qin Qingyi’s fox ears and tails—those distinctly demonic features different from humans.

Her eyes red, she stretched out a hand to seize the restless pair of hands, pinning them above Qin Qingyi’s head. Seeing the other’s passive demeanor, Zhou Zhixue’s heart blazed with anger.

Senior Sister, if it wasn’t me right now, would you be like this too?

“The path of humans and demons are separate. Even if you insist on forcing it, you and her will ultimately not have a good outcome.”

Venerable Wenqing’s words thundered in Zhou Zhixue’s ears, making her head spin and her vision swim.

What if I insist on forcing it?

She gnashed her teeth in hatred, biting the soft flesh inside her mouth until it broke. She tasted the metallic tang of blood but did not let go.

“Senior Sister, look at me!!”

She stared intensely into Qin Qingyi’s eyes and cried out sharply.

She wanted Senior Sister to see clearly what they were doing right now.

She also wanted Senior Sister to remember that at this moment, only she could help her!!

Qin Qingyi was momentarily jolted back to reason by this shout. The stinging in her wrists brought her back to consciousness.

After a moment of disorientation, she finally saw Zhou Zhixue leaning over her.

She blinked, finally remembering where she was.

It was the full moon today, the day her erotic tide struck.

Junior Sister brought her to the cave, presumably to help relieve her.

But…

Qin Qingyi cautiously observed Zhou Zhixue’s expression.

Junior Sister seemed somewhat unwilling to help her right now.

Her hazy mind turned sluggishly a couple of times, and Qin Qingyi decided not to impose.

So she tentatively spoke:

“Junior Sister, if you are unwilling, Senior Sister will not force you.”

She saw Junior Sister’s gloomy expression, which must mean she was angry.

Was she angry that she had to trouble her again?

Qin Qingyi’s not-so-sober mind couldn’t come up with any other answer, only concluding that perhaps Junior Sister was unwilling.

After all, the last time she spoke such hurtful words to Junior Sister, it was natural for her to be unwilling.

If worse came to worst, she would endure it herself. It didn’t matter.

Qin Qingyi thought she was being considerate enough. She even felt a little wronged.

If she wasn’t willing, then she wasn’t willing. She should have just left her here. Why use such a fierce tone, and her hands were hurting from the grip.

Thinking this, Qin Qingyi struggled a couple of times with the wrists pinned above her head.

But what she didn’t know was that her perceived “considerateness” reignited Zhou Zhixue’s fury.

That sentence again.

That sentence again!!!

What exactly did Senior Sister think of her?!!

Zhou Zhixue’s heart was so torn she could barely breathe. Her eyes were deep and dark, tightly focused on Qin Qingyi’s eyes, as if she had to find something in those round, moist, foxy eyes.

But there was nothing.

There was nothing in those eyes.

Heartless and ungrateful, as expected of a demon.

Zhou Zhixue’s heart ached sharply. She no longer wanted to look into those eyes. She reached out a hand and covered them, then leaned in to kiss Qin Qingyi.

Senior Sister, if you never awaken to your feelings, then Junior Sister will wait forever.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eye, flowing all the way to her lips, just enough for Qin Qingyi to taste the salty, astringent flavor.

She smacked her lips, not quite liking the taste.

The kiss was long, and Qin Qingyi was almost breathless from it. But with her eyes covered and her hands restrained, she tried to raise her leg to push the person away, only to be met with a forceful push down, losing any chance to overturn the situation.

This amount of time was enough for the erotic tide to seize her remaining clarity. Qin Qingyi sank into oblivion once more.

“Senior Sister.”

“Senior Sister….”

A low cry mixed with infatuation, following each kiss that rained down fragmented on her temples and neck. Qin Qingyi floated on the clouds, only faintly responding. She didn’t know why Junior Sister was so sad, she could only cling tightly to her body, using her hands, which were finally freed, to embrace the other, trying to use this method to make her stop being sad.

Just like before.

Fortunately, this strategy was still effective. Soon, the sound of weeping disappeared, replaced by kisses that fell like raindrops.

She felt her clothes being removed. Her already feverish skin, now exposed to the air without the barrier of clothes, shivered a few times, then was tightly embraced by the other person.

But this embrace was like drinking poison to quench thirst; it only made her feel comfortable for a moment, then a stronger wave of heat struck. Feeling the heat in her abdomen, Qin Qingyi couldn’t help but guide the other’s hand to her lower abdomen.

This overly proactive movement caused the other person’s body to stiffen. Fortunately, the other person was cooperative enough. After just a brief stiffness, she very thoughtfully stroked her feverish lower abdomen, gently rubbing it. Those icy fingers seemed to have a magical power; just their touch made her feel comfortable enough to almost sigh out loud.

At this moment, Qin Qingyi’s hazy mind no longer disliked Zhou Zhixue’s Ice Spirit Root. Although in her youth, Junior Sister couldn’t control the dissipation of her spiritual power, which often woke her up frozen in the middle of the night, now her whole body was burning with an uncomfortable heat, and it was precisely this once-disliked Ice Spirit Root that made her feel some comfort.

She couldn’t help but move her body closer again, trying to get some cooling from the other’s body.

“Junior Sister, so comfortable…”

The unconscious sigh caused the other person to pause, as if contemplating the meaning of her words.

Qin Qingyi let out a dissatisfied hum. The next moment, the other person attended to her even more diligently.

The tide rose and fell, ebbing and flowing. Qin Qingyi was gently carried to the edge of the moon by the tender and lingering tide.

Several ups and downs made Qin Qingyi lose track of time.

In her ears, only Zhou Zhixue’s whispers, sometimes close, sometimes distant, remained.

She heard the other person calling her name repeatedly.

“Senior Sister…”

“Qingyi…”