The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: I Will Tolerate All Your Vulnerability. ……

Mo Xun heard the phrase “no one important,” and before she could feel too depressed, she immediately heard the latter half of Yun Wushang’s sentence, and a look of helplessness surfaced on her face.

Mo Xun: Are you the legendary tsundere?

Yun Wushang seemed to realize how contradictory her words were, so she immediately pulled Mo Xun away, looking like she didn’t want to exchange another word with Wen Yuchan.

Oh, she did say half a sentence.

Yun Wushang: “Leaving.”

Wen Yuchan: “Alright.”

Yun Wushang pushed the door open, released her demonic qi, and carried Mo Xun to fly, returning the way they came to her Diyun Demonic Sect.

On the way, Mo Xun curiously asked her, “Does Wen Yuchan have a Dao Companion?”

“What does that have to do with me?” Yun Wushang frowned.

Mo Xun: “I’m not saying it’s related to you. I just asked casually, I’m curious.”

Yun Wushang glanced at her side. She didn’t know what she was thinking, but she finally answered: “Whether she had one before, I’m not clear, but she shouldn’t have one now. But even if she doesn’t, it’s impossible for her to fancy a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like you.”

Mo Xun almost laughed out of anger: “I was just curious if she had a Dao Companion. Why did you have to think so much?”

Yun Wushang: “If you weren’t interested in her, why would you be curious about that?”

Mo Xun: “Does curiosity require a reason?”

Yun Wushang: “Naturally.”

Mo Xun: Naturally your head!

Sensing that Yun Wushang was in a bad mood, Mo Xun finished her internal complaints but didn’t argue out loud. Instead, she changed the subject to soothe her: “Don’t look at me being enthusiastic about saving lives and helping the injured. Actually, I’m very narrow-minded. Once I’ve made space for you, I can’t fit anyone else.”

At these words, Yun Wushang fell silent.

Mo Xun stole a glance at her out of the corner of her eye, seeing her lips slightly pursed, a blush spreading all the way to her earlobes.

Mo Xun’s lips couldn’t help but curve into a smile.

Mo Xun: She’s easily shy, and this tendency to show her shyness on her face hasn’t changed a bit.

A cultivator must adhere to their Dao, avoiding confusion and emotional instability.

However, cultivators who are hypocritical and use any means to achieve their goals are ubiquitous. This suggests that the factor causing cultivators to fall to the Demonic Path is never the act of evil itself, but more likely the intense emotion generated after realizing they did something wrong.

If this is true, then the emotions and feelings of demonic cultivators are likely to be much richer and more intense than those of immortal cultivators.

Returning to the Diyun Demonic Sect, they once again saw the massive stone plaque.

This time, Mo Xun asked directly: “Why is it called Diyun Demonic Sect? I understand the character ‘Yun’ (Cloud), but what does the character ‘Di’ (Earth/Ground) mean?”

She could probably guess the answer to this question and assumed Yun Wushang wouldn’t tell her.

However, Yun Wushang answered: “The Tianshan Immortal Sect and I are sworn enemies. They are Heaven, so I am Earth. But thinking about it now, I wasn’t arrogant enough back then. I should have named this demonic sect Yun Mie Tian (Cloud Exterminating Heaven).”

Mo Xun: “…That would be too arrogant.”

If she named it that, who would the Tianshan Immortal Sect fight if not her?

But she actually admits she’s arrogant?

How cute.

Mo Xun held back her smile and pressed further: “I can see you really hate the Tianshan Immortal Sect. The one who expelled you couldn’t be from the Tianshan Immortal Sect, could it? But as far as I know, the Tianshan Immortal Sect has always punished evil and promoted good, discerning right from wrong. If your Master really was from the Tianshan Immortal Sect, how could she listen to rumors and expel you?”

Yun Wushang fell silent. Not only did she fall silent, but her eyes narrowed dangerously.

As Yun Wushang remained unresponsive, Mo Xun could only keep quiet too.

The two walked deep into the cave one after the other. Yun Wushang suddenly turned and slammed Mo Xun against the wall!

Mo Xun’s back hit the cold, rough stone wall. Before she could react, Yun Wushang’s hand slammed “Pah” right beside her ear.

A kabedon!

Mo Xun looked into Yun Wushang’s eyes with a subtle feeling. She saw clear displeasure radiating from those beautiful eyes. The Demonic Venerable opened her red lips and warned coldly, “Mention this again, and I will definitely kill you!”

Mo Xun simply said, “Alright.”

She really shouldn’t have brought this up. Yun Wushang had been vague after being prompted so many times, indicating she genuinely didn’t want to talk about it. Her repeated questioning would only provoke aversion.

Seeing her agree, Yun Wushang said nothing more, released her, and turned to walk towards the stone bed.

The cave was divided into two areas, inner and outer. Outside was the water pool, and inside, besides the secret chamber, there was only the stone bed.

There were no warm blankets, nor soft pillows. Despite being the Demonic Venerable, her living situation was remarkably simple.

Mo Xun looked down at the empty ground for a while, wondering if she should add some furnishings. Yun Wushang, who was sitting on the stone bed, suddenly spoke: “This Venerable One is going back into seclusion. Before that, if you can serve me until I’m pleased, I will tell you which Immortal Sect I cultivated in before.”

Mo Xun thought, I knew that from the start. Why not tell me something I don’t know?

But… forget it.

“Can I serve you however I like?” Mo Xun asked Yun Wushang.

“As you wish,” Yun Wushang turned her head to the side, her gaze fixed on empty space.

Several days had passed since the Twelve Petaled Lust Flower Poison was in their systems. The poison’s effects were long gone. So, this time, was Yun Wushang simply hoping to be “served”?

Mo Xun approached Yun Wushang while pondering.

She stood while Yun Wushang sat. She reached out to Yun Wushang, lifted her chin, and turned her face, forcing her to meet her gaze.

Yun Wushang’s gaze was forcibly turned to her face. The scrutiny in her eyes gradually morphed into a warning, looking ready to attack if Mo Xun didn’t proceed with something more.

Mo Xun: Fierce, but also very obedient.

Was Yun Wushang not resisting because she was anticipating something?

Then Mo Xun would satisfy that anticipation.

Thinking this, Mo Xun lowered her head and bit Yun Wushang’s lip. While kissing her, she cupped the back of Yun Wushang’s head and pushed her down onto the stone bed.

Having gone through this a few times, her kiss was no longer a simple release of desire but carried some technique. Her skillful kissing caused Yun Wushang to prematurely let out gasps and moans.

After the kiss, Mo Xun continued to kiss along Yun Wushang’s neck and collarbone, while using one hand to untie Yun Wushang’s sash. Her distinctly jointed fingers, carrying a slight chill, explored beneath her inky black robe.

Yun Wushang closed her eyes, tipped her head back, and let Mo Xun have her way.

She deeply realized that indulging in certain things can become addictive… The Twelve Petaled Lust Flower Poison was indeed gone, but Mo Xun’s “poison” had somehow penetrated her bones, making it impossible for her to calmly enter seclusion and cultivate before receiving her comfort.

Yun Wushang: It doesn’t matter. I am the Demonic Venerable. I do what I want. If I want her touch, I will let her touch me. There’s nothing to overthink.

Yun Wushang: But this time, isn’t she being a bit too…

Mo Xun knew that indulging her own desires wasn’t exactly the same as satisfying Yun Wushang’s. So this time, since she was serving Yun Wushang, she focused entirely on her, kissing her body, touching every inch of her skin, and satisfying every single one of her desires.

Finally, she held the naked Demonic Venerable in her arms, inhaling the scent of her nape while soothing her with her fingers until she was completely satisfied.

Yun Wushang’s consciousness blurred in the extreme pleasure. She felt a slight regret…

She had intended to indulge once and then go into seclusion without regrets, but instead, Mo Xun’s “poison” had invaded even deeper.

Yun Wushang: Damn it… Why is it so comfortable?

A sudden emotion welled up in her heart, staining the corners of Yun Wushang’s eyes with a hint of red, making her look even more aroused.

This emotion, which made her want to cry, was not grievance, but a kind of indescribable helplessness, as if she was yearning for something unattainable.

She gasped, turning to wrap her arms around Mo Xun’s neck, wanting to say something, but stopping herself.

Didn’t you take me as your Dao Heart? Your Dao Heart has already transformed from immortal to demonic, so why can you still maintain an immortal cultivator’s body?

How exactly… do you view me?

Yun Wushang tightly pursed her lips. There were too many words she wanted to say in her heart, but not a single one could be uttered.

Perhaps sensing her emotions, Mo Xun gently stroked the back of her head and neck: “Cry if you want to, shout if you want to. It’s just the two of us here, and I will tolerate all your vulnerability.”

Yun Wushang had been deliberately suppressing her breathing. Hearing this, she stopped struggling and started taking deep, ragged breaths near Mo Xun’s ear.

She didn’t open her mouth to say anything until her breathing stabilized.

Yun Wushang remained hooked around Mo Xun’s neck, her head resting on her shoulder. She uttered an almost inaudible “Mm,” and after a while, asked: “You want to refine pills?”

“Yes, I want to refine some pills that can boost cultivation, some that can assist in breaking through to the Integration stage, and also some… if you want something more exciting, I can try to refine some pills that can incite desire. The recipes for these pills should all be found in The Compendium of Pill Recipes,” Mo Xun answered.

She admitted that she had planned to ask her for these even before serving Yun Wushang.

Her desire to please Yun Wushang was genuine, and she enjoyed the reactions Yun Wushang gave during the process, but she would never be polite about something she had a chance to obtain from Yun Wushang.

Yun Wushang was silent for a moment before replying, saying: “I don’t need those kinds of pills.”

Mo Xun replied with an “Oh.”

Yun Wushang released Mo Xun’s neck, pulled the long robe over to cover her body, and spoke with an indifferent expression and tone: “Write down all the medicinal herbs you need, along with the quantity, on paper and give it to me.”

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment. Realizing that Yun Wushang was willing to meet her request, she smiled happily: “Alright.”

Mo Xun circulated her Water spiritual qi to clean her hands. Then she took out paper and a brush from her storage pouch, along with The Compendium of Pill Recipes. She listed all the necessary herbs on the paper, writing the quantities beside them.

After a while, she handed the fully written paper to Yun Wushang. Yun Wushang glanced at it, a hint of disdain appearing in her eyes: “Your handwriting is comparable to a child’s.”

Mo Xun: “…”

If I really wrote freely, you’d realize I belong to you!

A moment later, Yun Wushang seemed to notice something wrong, slightly wrinkling her brow.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Xun asked in confusion.

Besides the Qi Nourishing Pills and Integration Pills, she had only listed recipes for pills that could boost cultivation, spiritual energy, and movement speed for a short duration. There shouldn’t be any problems, right?

Yun Wushang pressed her lips together, looking like she wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, as if making up her mind, she raised her eyes to meet Mo Xun’s gaze and asked: “Didn’t you want to refine the Desire Inciting Pill?”

Desire Inciting Pill? Was she referring to the pill that incites desire?

Mo Xun looked at Yun Wushang with a strange expression: “…Didn’t you say you didn’t need it?”

Yun Wushang lowered her gaze, avoiding Mo Xun’s eyes: “I don’t need it, but, if you refine it, I can use it on others.”

Mo Xun: “Which random woman do you want to use it on?”

Yun Wushang: “Use it on you.”

Mo Xun: “I don’t need it.”

Yun Wushang: “…”

Yun Wushang was silent for a moment, then threw the paper back to Mo Xun, turning her head to look at empty space: “If you want me to take it, you must take it with me.”

Mo Xun: …You’re the one who wants to use it!

I swear.

Mo Xun opened The Compendium of Pill Recipes, feeling both annoyed and amused, found the Desire Inciting Pill, and added its recipe to the paper.

The Desire Inciting Pill was a relatively basic aphrodisiac. Its properties were mild, unlike the overbearing nature of the Twelve Petaled Lust Flower Poison. It could be neutralized by circulating spiritual energy. If she felt the effects were too strong, she could neutralize it at any time, so accompanying Yun Wushang to consume it wasn’t out of the question.

Mo Xun finished adding the recipe and handed the paper to Yun Wushang again. This time, Yun Wushang folded the paper without even looking at it. When she spoke again, she abruptly said: “It is true, I once cultivated in the Tianshan Immortal Sect.”

Mo Xun crossed her arms, leaning against the stone wall, watching her, and adopting a posture of serious listening.

“Yun Qianzhong was extremely strict with me, but she taught me to read and write, taught me to cultivate—she taught me everything that needed to be taught, so…”

At this point, Yun Wushang fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally found her voice, almost sighing out four words: “I don’t hate her.”

Many demonic cultivators may not have fallen to the Demonic Path because of an evil act, but because of an intense emotion triggered by something. This event might not even have been caused by the demonic cultivator themselves.

Mo Xun pondered for a moment before speaking, tentatively asking: “That injury you had—was it inflicted by her?”

Yun Wushang frowned, looking at Mo Xun: “How did you know?”

Mo Xun calmly said: “You are a Mahayana stage Demonic Venerable. The people who could injure you that badly are few and far between. I don’t know how many Mahayana stage cultivators the Tianshan Immortal Sect has, but your Master must be one of them.”

“Indeed,” Yun Wushang admitted. The injury on her chest that almost took her life was indeed inflicted by Yun Qianzhong, but…

“Immortal and demon are irreconcilable. It’s normal for her to want to kill me. I was simply inferior in skill. I have nothing to say.”

“Normal?”

If Yun Qianzhong injured Yun Wushang that badly just for that reason, Mo Xun disagreed: “I don’t know what reason there is for the Immortal and Demonic Paths to fight to the death, but I know you would never severely injure any cultivator without a good reason like she did.”

Yun Wushang pressed her lips together, then let out a scoff: “That’s hard to say… I am the Demonic Venerable.”

Mo Xun gave her a look that said, “Say what you want.”

Mo Xun: Keep being stubborn then. Your mouth would be stiff even after cremation.

After a subtly tense silence, Yun Wushang suddenly raised her hand to smooth out her robes. Then she retrieved a blank talisman paper from her storage pouch, dipped her finger in ink, and wrote the words “Sound Transmission” on it. She tossed it outward: “Where is Meiyan? Tell her to hurry.”

Mo Xun curiously watched Yun Wushang, wondering why she was summoning this person named “Meiyan.”

Meeting her gaze, Yun Wushang proactively explained: “Why should I personally handle something like gathering medicinal herbs?”

“Makes sense.” Mo Xun understood. A moment later, she suddenly thought of something and tentatively said, “Actually, I also want some materials for artifact refining…”

“No.” Yun Wushang cut her off before she could finish.

Mo Xun looked at her in surprise: “I haven’t even said what artifact I want to refine.”

Yun Wushang: “No artifact is allowed.”

Mo Xun: “Why?”

“There is no why,” Yun Wushang said domineeringly. After a while, she added: “Staying by my side, you don’t need any artifacts.”

Mo Xun: “…”

Don’t say it, that sounds kind of swoon-worthy.

Actually, for Mo Xun, as long as Yun Wushang didn’t lock her in a cage anymore, cultivating by Yun Wushang’s side until the Mahayana stage wasn’t unacceptable. However, if Chu Jiuqu failed to survive the death tribulation because of this, she would definitely regret it.

She had to acquire a protective artifact no worse than the Evil Warding Barrier for Chu Jiuqu before she broke through to the Integration stage, to help her survive the death tribulation described in the original book.

It seemed she needed to quickly stack up both her speed and artifact refining talent.

Just as she had this thought, the System’s voice rang in her mind: Congratulations, Host, on completing the mission “In-depth Contact with Yun Wushang” and completing the mission “Learn Yun Wushang’s Past.” A total of 8 reward points have been obtained! You now have 21 redeemable reward points!

Twenty-one already? The progress is decent, faster than I imagined.

After a while, an unfamiliar female voice came from outside the cave: “Meiyan has arrived. What are your commands, Demonic Venerable?”

The overly sweet voice, sounding like a solicitation for love, gave Mo Xun goosebumps.

Yun Wushang’s expression was calm, as if she were long accustomed to it. She spoke with detachment, uttering two words: “Come in.”

“Yes,” the person answered. She soon walked into the cave. She was a woman in a red dress with heavy makeup, possessing some degree of beauty.

She came before Yun Wushang, raised her hands, and saluted with affected grace, calling out alluringly: “Demonic Venerable Master.”

Mo Xun frowned. Yun Wushang’s gaze swept over Mo Xun’s face, and with a slight lift of her lips, she handed the paper to the woman: “Meiyan, go find the medicinal herbs on this paper and give them to her. I want to see the pills she refines before I come out of seclusion, otherwise, you will be held accountable!”

This demonic cultivator of unknown identity and realm possessed a pair of extremely enchanting eyes, but only coldness lay in their depths.

Mo Xun felt slightly uncomfortable under her gaze, sensing an inherent wickedness in her that Yun Wushang lacked.

Perhaps sensing her uneasiness, Yun Wushang suddenly looked at Meiyan and added: “If this person suffers even the slightest injury while I am in seclusion, the entire Meichan Palace can cease to exist. Do you understand?”

Yun Wushang’s voice was extremely cold, and she released the pressure of a Mahayana stage cultivator as she spoke.

Meiyan’s head was forced down. When she spoke again, her tone was more serious, at least lacking the goosebump-inducing allure: “Yes, everyone in Meichan Palace will protect her with their lives.”

Yun Wushang withdrew her pressure: “You may withdraw.”

“Yes.” Meiyan bowed, took the paper covered with herb names, and withdrew.

After she completely disappeared at the mouth of the cave, Mo Xun asked Yun Wushang: “Who is she?”

“She is a demonic cultivator under my command, the Palace Master of Meichan Palace, at the Void Refinement stage. In the Demonic Realm, her strength is second only to mine,” Yun Wushang replied. “Although she works for me, she doesn’t necessarily pledge loyalty to me. You can order her around freely, but don’t say too much to her.”

“I won’t,” Mo Xun replied without hesitation. “She doesn’t look like a good person, unlike you.”

“Unlike me?” Yun Wushang raised an eyebrow. “Do I look like a good person?”

“I think so.”

“Heh.” Yun Wushang chuckled softly, then said nothing more, stood up, and walked toward the secret chamber behind the stone bed.

Mo Xun watched her back, waiting for her to say something to her, even just a “I’m going in.”

However, there was nothing. Yun Wushang pushed open the stone door of the secret chamber with her bare hands, walked in, and closed the stone door without saying another word to Mo Xun.

Mo Xun sighed internally and sat cross-legged on the stone bed.

Mo Xun: System, one reward point for spiritual energy fire control.

System: [Okay, 1 reward point has been consumed to redeem the ability “Spiritual Energy Fire Control” for the Host. The flame grade is Tier 1 Low Grade. 20 remaining reward points available for redemption!]

Pill refining can also boost cultivation. Before accumulating 100 reward points and maxing out her movement speed, she would rely on pill refining to push for the Integration stage.

Meiyan returned to her Meichan Palace with the paper listing the medicinal herbs. She sat on a throne draped with animal skins, crossing her long legs. With an expressionless face, she tossed the paper to her subordinate beside her.

“Go, find all the medicinal herbs on this paper,” her voice was cold and arrogant, completely different from how she spoke in front of Yun Wushang. “If you don’t find them all within three days, die.”

“Yes!” The subordinate replied, took the paper, and retreated.

Then, a burst of loud laughter echoed through the demonic qi-shrouded Meichan Palace.

She laughed enough, then spoke again: “The Demonic Venerable truly likes women. It’s… disgusting!”

She said, suddenly raising her right hand and slamming it down heavily on the armrest of the throne, grinding her teeth: “Are the people of the Tianshan Immortal Sect all useless?! They still couldn’t kill her!”

After saying these two sentences, she quickly relaxed her expression and smiled again: “It doesn’t matter. If one time isn’t enough, we’ll try again. I want to see how many lives you have to contend against the entire cultivation world!”