The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Wife, I Was Wrong!

The Yun Wushang in the illusion walked further away.

Mo Xun instinctively wanted to chase after her, but ultimately, she first turned her head to look at the Yun Wushang she was holding hands with, seeking her opinion with her eyes.

Yun Wushang pursed her lips, said nothing, but lightly tapped her toe, ascending into the air.

Mo Xun ascended with her, flying up behind the Soul Transformation stage Yun Wushang.

The two followed the Soul Transformation stage Yun Wushang to the area outside Yun Qianchong’s residence.

She stood facing Yun Qianchong’s residence, then raised both hands and bowed: “Disciple Yun Wushang respectfully greets the Sect Master, Master.”

Her voice was clear and indifferent, revealing no emotion.

Soon, Yun Qianchong’s equally indifferent voice came from inside the room: “What is it?”

Yun Wushang pursed her lips again before saying: “Disciple has sinned and has come specifically to confess.”

Yun Qianchong: “Speak.”

Yun Wushang maintained the bowing posture and did not speak.

After a moment, Yun Qianchong spoke again. Her voice was still cold, but she changed her mind: “Enter.”

“Yes.” Yun Wushang stepped forward, pushed open Yun Qianchong’s door, turned to close it, and then knelt down toward where Yun Qianchong was.

Mo Xun and the Yun Wushang beside her passed through the door. They saw Yun Qianchong sitting cross-legged on the bed in meditation, her eyes closed, her face devoid of any expression.

A hundred years ago, she also had white hair. It was unknown if this was natural or if she had encountered some transformation.

Mo Xun looked at her snow-like hair and cold expression, unable to stop herself from complaining to Yun Wushang: “Your Master doesn’t look like a person.”

She modified her thoughts before speaking: “She looks like a puppet without emotions.”

Yun Wushang was silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The illusionary Yun Wushang, after kneeling, also remained silent for a long time before finally opening her mouth as if having made a decision: “Wushang has something to hide from Master, and because of this, an inner demon has arisen.”

“What is it?” Yun Qianchong asked calmly, without even opening her eyes, as if she hadn’t taken Yun Wushang’s words seriously at all.

Yun Wushang was silent again before continuing: “Wushang… likes women.”

Hearing this, Yun Qianchong finally opened her eyes, a hint of confusion showing on her face: “What do you mean?”

Yun Wushang lowered her head, not daring to look at her expression. When she spoke again, her voice trembled slightly: “In my inner demon illusion, I saw… Master. But, I swear by my Dao heart that I have never been disrespectful to Master in my mind.”

Yun Wushang hesitated, then finally closed her eyes and, in a manner of throwing caution to the wind, laid everything bare: “My inner demon always takes the faces of Master and Senior Sister to disturb my Dao heart… I respect Master and love Senior Sister. I have never harbored any inappropriate thoughts toward Master and Senior Sister. I suppose it must be because I have concealed this matter from Master and Senior Sister, harboring guilt, which then shook my Dao heart and gave birth to an inner demon.”

“You mean… you like women? You can accept cohabiting with a woman?” As Yun Qianchong said this, the confusion in her eyes turned to shock. “You… don’t find it disgusting?”

As the word “disgusting” came out, let alone the Yun Wushang being held by Mo Xun, even Mo Xun couldn’t help but frown.

The illusionary Yun Wushang was clearly provoked by those two words, responding defiantly: “Cohabiting with a man… isn’t that more disgusting?”

“You!” Yun Qianchong completely lost the mood to meditate. She put her legs down, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Yun Wushang as if she were looking at a monster. “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Yun Wushang: “…I was too ashamed to speak of it.”

Yun Qianchong: “If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have accepted you as my adopted daughter!”

Yun Wushang: “…”

Yun Wushang knelt on the ground silently. Yun Qianchong also stopped speaking. The two remained in an awkward silence for a long time.

Mo Xun couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke in a cold voice: “Your Master, the way she asks… Can she accept cohabiting with a strange man herself? Doesn’t she find it disgusting?”

“She is not us. She wouldn’t understand,” Yun Wushang responded softly, her head bowed.

Even after a hundred years, she still dared not face the Yun Qianchong from this memory.

However, the current her would no longer try to hide herself because of the prejudices of people like Yun Qianchong, because…

Yun Wushang: “There are people who understand us. Wen Yuchan is one, and your Master, Bai Muqing, is another.”

Mo Xun: “What do you mean ‘my Master’? She is your Master too.”

Yun Wushang: “Mm.”

Mo Xun: “I’m still your Senior Sister, you know.”

“…” Yun Wushang didn’t speak. She silently clamped her fingers tighter.

Mo Xun: “…Ow, ow, ow, it hurts! I was wrong, let go!”

Yun Wushang: “You have to say, ‘Wife, I was wrong.'”

Mo Xun: “Wife, I was wrong!”

Yun Wushang released her fingers, the corner of her lips slightly lifted. Her mood improved, and she actually had the courage to glance up at Yun Qianchong.

Yun Qianchong’s expression was extremely complex. She tried to speak several times but held back. Finally, after a long, drawn-out silence, she sighed and said: “Don’t ever seek a Dao partner in this life. I’ll just assume you dislike dual cultivation.”

Yun Wushang didn’t refute, bowing her head in compliance: “I humbly obey Master’s command.”

“Why?” Mo Xun frowned. “Is this why you were so reluctant to become Dao partners with me?”

“No,” the Yun Wushang held by Mo Xun calmly countered. “After I fell to the demonic path, I stopped caring what Yun Qianchong thought. It’s just that the Immortal and Demonic paths are different. How can we become Dao partners?”

Mo Xun: “I see… You’re being so literal?”

Yun Wushang: “We cannot be Dao partners, but we can be lovers.”

Mo Xun: “That’s true.”

Mo Xun thought, Fortunately, the System kept pushing me to pursue Yun Wushang. Otherwise, I might have given up when I heard Yun Wushang say, ‘I will never be Dao partners with you in this life.’

After the illusionary Yun Wushang agreed to Yun Qianchong’s request, Yun Qianchong dismissed her, and she returned to her room.

The Yun Wushang held by Mo Xun let out a sigh: “Even though I was prepared before I confessed, Yun Qianchong’s reaction still dealt me a significant blow. My inner demon not only didn’t disappear but became even more severe. Looking back now, my descent into the demonic path was inevitable, whether sooner or later. They were merely the ones who gave me a push.”

“Just choose the way of life that makes you most comfortable,” Mo Xun responded softly. “I have never cared about your status as a demonic cultivator. I only care… that you saw Yun Qianchong naked in your inner demon illusion?”

Yun Wushang: “…”

Mo Xun: “Did she…”

Yun Wushang: “If anything had truly happened, I would have fallen to the demonic path long ago. It was precisely because I kept resisting that I was so miserable.”

Mo Xun: “I’m sorry, I was just a little curious.”

Yun Wushang: “Didn’t you also see a naked me in your inner demon illusion?”

Mo Xun: “…Is that the same? I’ve seen you in real life, too, right?”

Yun Wushang clamped her fingers tighter around Mo Xun’s.

“Wife, I was wrong!” Mo Xun skillfully begged for mercy.

The illusionary Yun Wushang returned to her room, collapsing onto the bed, occasionally rolling over, visibly distressed.

She had no mind for cultivation because cultivating brought forth the painful illusion of her inner demon.

Unable to release her emotions, she could only lie there and process them.

After two days passed this way, when she went out again to collect her spiritual stones for the month, she found that everyone around her looked at her strangely.

Mo Xun: “…Do you secretly use talismans and write on the paper yourself?”

Yun Wushang was silent for a moment before answering: “…Just practicing casually.”

After the talisman took effect, Mo Xun heard voices. The voices of many people talking.

“Did you hear? The adopted daughter the Sect Master took in likes women.”

“What does ‘likes women’ mean?”

“It means she has that kind of desire for women.”

“Woman for woman? Really? There’s actually such a thing.”

“Who told you?”

“I heard it from Senior Sister Huitang. Senior Sister Huitang is telling everyone she meets. By now, the entire sect probably knows.”

“But Senior Sister Huitang also only heard it. They say when Yun Wushang confessed to the Sect Master, other inner disciples happened to pass by, learned of it, and told her.”

“There are quite a few people who dislike Senior Sister Yun… This is the crime of possessing a priceless treasure.”

“Why are you still calling her Senior Sister?”

The illusionary Yun Wushang crushed the talisman in her hand, cutting off the offensive discussion. Spiritual energy surged unstably around her. She ignored it, and her soul left her body, finding her three Senior Sisters in a secluded corner.

Mo Xun and Yun Wushang flew up, following her soul, and looked down from above.

The three Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate cultivators were huddled together in a corner, whispering.

“Senior Sister Huitang went a bit too far… What should we do now?”

“Isn’t this good? If Yun Wushang falls to the demonic path because of this, Master will surely expel her from the sect, and we’ll have more time for instruction.”

“I’m not worried about her; I’m worried that once she finds out we told Senior Sister Huitang, she’ll come after us.”

“She has too much on her plate now to worry about finding trouble with us.”

“Hah,” Yun Wushang retracted her soul and laughed aloud.

Mo Xun and Yun Wushang returned to the room. The former slightly pursed her lips, and the latter looked down at the empty space.

The illusionary Yun Wushang could no longer control her emotions. She simply stopped controlling them, allowing her feelings to mix with the violently surging spiritual energy, freezing everything nearby.

The bed, the writing desk, the dressing table, the screen, the curtains…

She stood by the bed, turned to face it, and kicked the completely frozen bed.

After a loud “boom,” there was a continuous sound of shattering ice. Accompanying this noise, the surging spiritual energy around Yun Wushang gradually overlapped and intensified into heavy demonic energy.

She didn’t fall to the demonic path when she learned her secret had been spread throughout the entire sect.

But upon learning that the culprits were her three Senior Sisters, she could no longer maintain her Dao heart.

“A-Xun, do you know? Before I fell to the demonic path, my Dao heart was the sect,” Yun Wushang looked up at the raging version of herself a century ago, who was destroying everything, and said faintly. “At that time, I held Yun Qianchong and them in extremely high regard. I saw them as my foundation. I secretly vowed that unless I died, no one could touch a single hair on their heads. But the result was…”

She stopped abruptly. Mo Xun completed the sentence for her: “The result was that they weren’t worthy.”

Yun Wushang let out a light laugh, a sense of relief in her voice: “Yes, they weren’t worthy.”

The illusionary Yun Wushang, having fallen to the demonic path, vented recklessly in her room, destroying all the furniture, and then knelt on the ruins, weeping hysterically.

After a while, having cried enough, she circulated her demonic energy, composed all her emotions, flew to the area outside Yun Qianchong’s residence, knelt on both knees, and solemnly kowtowed three times: “Disciple Yun Wushang has disappointed Master…”

Yun Qianchong responded through the door with three words: “You may leave.”

There was no more dialogue. These were the last words Yun Wushang heard from Yun Qianchong before leaving the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate, devoid of emotion, like dismissing a stranger she barely knew.

Yun Wushang sneered, replied with a “Yes,” and rose to leave.

However, she did not leave the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate. Instead, she went before a female cultivator.

Upon seeing her, the woman first avoided eye contact, then pretended to be calm and said: “Junior Sister Yun, why are you looking for me?”

“To kill you,” Yun Wushang said coldly. A blast of cold energy surged toward the woman, first freezing her feet, then slowly climbing upward.

The surrounding cultivators cried out and fled. Yun Wushang ignored them, her beautiful but cold eyes fixed on the female cultivator.

“Is that Huitang?” Mo Xun asked tentatively. This person was not one of the three cultivators she had seen earlier, so it could only be the “Senior Sister Huitang” who spread the rumors everywhere.

“Yes,” Yun Wushang replied. “So many years have passed, and I’ve forgotten her name. I never expected to hear it again in the secret realm. Can this secret realm even reproduce my forgotten memories?”

“Well killed,” Mo Xun said faintly. “I told you, I hate people who hurt others for their own selfish gain the most.”

Yun Wushang didn’t speak, silently watching her newly fallen demonic self from a century ago freeze over half of Huitang’s body, leaving only her head exposed.

“Last words?” The illusionary Yun Wushang asked coldly, spitting out those two words. Even at the Blood God realm, she already vaguely possessed the aura of a Demon Venerable.

Huitang opened her mouth, her face full of horror: “I, I just… those three Senior Sisters of yours made me…”

“Kill you, then kill them,” Yun Wushang said, allowing the ice to continue creeping upward until it completely encased the person before her.

She turned and flicked her sleeve. The sleeve merely brushed the ice, shattering it and the person trapped inside into countless fragments.

After killing Huitang, Yun Wushang didn’t hesitate, immediately seeking out her three Senior Sisters.

Although they were her Senior Sisters, none of their cultivations were a match for hers. They were completely defenseless against her, only able to kneel at her feet and beg for mercy.

Yun Wushang looked at the three people prostrated on the ground, ceaselessly apologizing, and sneered: “Falling to the demonic path is irreversible. If I let you go, wouldn’t my descent into the demonic path have been in vain?”

As the words fell, the three people turned into three blocks of ice.

Yun Wushang stomped her foot, and the three blocks of ice shattered across the ground, mixing together indistinguishably.

Mo Xun watched the scene, feeling satisfied, but thinking of Yun Wushang’s later experiences, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, only able to repeatedly affirm her actions: “They deserved it. If you hadn’t killed them, I would have killed them for you.”

Yun Wushang was silent for a moment before responding: “Actually, at that time, I didn’t plan on leaving the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate alive… Betrayed by my Senior Sisters, criticized by the entire sect, and not even acknowledged by my Master—I couldn’t find a reason to live. I only wanted to complete my revenge fully, then die in the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate, preferably by Yun Qianchong’s hand. But I didn’t expect…”

Yun Wushang pursed her lips and stopped speaking. Mo Xun tried to guess: “You didn’t expect to run into a bitch?”

Yun Wushang: “…Yes, I ran into a bitch.”

Huitang’s Junior Sister, a cultivator named Luo Baozhu, used the excuse of “avenging her Senior Sister” to imprison Yun Wushang in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, which was only seventh-grade at the time, and tortured her for three days and three nights.

Mo Xun couldn’t bear to watch this memory, but Yun Wushang held her hand and led her into the tower, saying to her: “Watch closely. There is someone I have always wanted to find but have never found.”

“Who?” Mo Xun thought Yun Wushang was talking about an enemy, however…

Just as the illusionary Yun Wushang was enduring three days of torture, covered in wounds, near death, and with little time left to live, a person appeared in the tower out of thin air, right in front of her.

Judging by her figure, the person was a woman, not very large-chested, but with a clear waist and hips.

She wore a sect robe that was half white and half green, clearly the attire of the World-Saving Immortal Gate.

Her soft, long hair was tied high at the back of her head. She stood with one hand behind her back, her posture relaxed, giving a sense of being an immortal with lofty morals.

Because she wore a mask, Mo Xun couldn’t see her face, but for some reason, her figure felt somewhat familiar…

Yun Wushang suddenly felt that this person’s figure was also somewhat familiar…

The mask covered her entire face, not even revealing her eyes. It was white-based, with a gold lotus intricately carved on it.

This masked woman kept one hand clenched behind her back the entire time. She raised her other hand and flicked it in the air a few times, as if playing a zither. All the magic treasures attacking Yun Wushang immediately stopped.

Yun Wushang struggled to open her eyes and looked at her.

The woman raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The chains binding Yun Wushang were instantly crushed by the spiritual energy of the Great Ascension stage.

Yun Wushang fell from the air. The woman did not catch her, watching her fall messily to the ground.

But immediately after, she tossed a storage pouch to her.

It was green, embroidered with gold thread, a common style of the World-Saving Immortal Gate.

Yun Wushang spoke weakly: “You… want me… to do something?”

Having fallen to the demonic path, she no longer believed anyone would help her unconditionally. This assistance must come with a price.

However, after tossing the pouch, the woman turned and vanished into thin air, as if she had never been there.

Yun Wushang endured the intense pain and managed to reach out, clutching the storage pouch, and took out the contents.

A bottle of ninth-grade Primordial Recovery Pills, and a stack of talismans.

All the talismans were neatly stamped with the red seal reading “Thousand-Mile Divine Travel”.

Mo Xun realized how Yun Wushang had escaped the Heavenly Mountain Immortal Gate. She hadn’t expected a benefactor’s aid.

“World-Saving Immortal Gate… What did Wen Yuchan say?” Mo Xun thought Yun Wushang must have asked Wen Yuchan, the current Sect Master of the World-Saving Immortal Gate.

Yun Wushang had indeed asked: “Wen Yuchan said it wasn’t her, and she didn’t know who it was. The World-Saving Immortal Gate has many Great Ascension stage cultivators, but most are in seclusion, often for decades. It might have been a cultivator from another immortal sect borrowing the World-Saving Immortal Gate’s robes to hide their identity.”

Mo Xun: “Mm, that’s possible. So, you want to find her? And then what?”

Yun Wushang: “She saved my life. A life-saving grace must be repaid.”

Mo Xun: “Mm.”

Yun Wushang turned her head to look at Mo Xun, raising an eyebrow: “What? Are you worried I’ll fall for someone else, or are you worried she’ll ask me to repay the favor with my body?”

“Both,” Mo Xun admitted frankly. “I’m also worried she might assign you a task that requires you to risk your life. However, if that truly happens, I won’t stop you. I will only bear the responsibility with you.”

Yun Wushang hesitated, wanting to speak.

Mo Xun looked at her, smiled, and said: “Who told you you’re my wife? Saving you was saving me. We will repay this kindness together.”

Yun Wushang lowered her head, softly hummed an “Mm,” allowing the blush to creep from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears.

She wouldn’t tell Mo Xun that, in fact, she didn’t just not love that person, she had once hated her—hated her for why she saved her instead of giving her a quick death.

But… the current her was thankful she had lived and made it to the present.

Because, if not, she would never have met Mo Xun.

She wouldn’t risk her life for that person, but she would willingly give everything for Mo Xun.