Corruption and Decay

Lu Qingqing swiftly drew back the nine tails dancing wildly in the air. The two fluffy white ears at her temples shrank away as well, and her blood-soaked palms once again became smooth and delicate.

Lu Qingqing looked into the mirror, her fair fingers gently caressing her cheeks as an unnatural flush rose across them.

"I absolutely... absolutely can't let Senior Brother see..."

"...my ugly Demon Race appearance..."

The girl kept murmuring, a trace of madness mingling with her faint voice.

The crimson in her eyes deepened into an alluring scarlet, brimming with a hunter's longing for its prey.

Her two little white fangs unconsciously bit down on her glistening rosy lower lip, while her cute little tongue lightly licked the corner of her mouth.

Drool slipped out without her noticing. The predator was about to lose what little patience she had left.

"Senior Brother... Qingqing likes you so much. I like Senior Brother... like you enough to die!"

Mist filled Lu Qingqing's beautiful eyes, and a faint red glimmer flickered in her pupils. With a light sweep of her arm, an image formed from spiritual power appeared before the shattered Mystic Mirror.

The person in the image was unmistakably Pei Yuhan as he had just been, patting Lu Qingqing's head. His refined, handsome face was full of tenderness, and his gentle gaze showed his indulgent affection for the person before him.

"Senior Brother..."

Lu Qingqing's slender, fair fingers unconsciously reached out to stroke the face of the immortal-like man in the image. Her jade-like fingertips carefully traced his features, her beautiful eyes filled with longing and greed.

"Senior Brother... I want you to love me forever..."

Lu Qingqing pressed her lips together and casually laid down an array around her. Staring at the handsome man before her, her fingers curled unconsciously...

"Senior Brother, I love you too..."

The tails and ears she had hidden away emerged again without her noticing, dancing through the air in excitement.

A copy of Tale of the White Fox—Qingqing's Custom Edition was also opened by spiritual power...

The names written on it could vaguely be seen—Pei Yuhan, Lu Qingqing.

It was even a high-end book with illustrations.

Lu Qingqing's hand unconsciously moved downward, beginning today's "cultivation."

Xuanyuan Sword Sect

Dan Jian Peak

Rao Yuexi lay sprawled across her couch, her plump jade legs fully displayed before her.

Scene after scene continuously surfaced in her mind.

How she had used spirit stones, step by step, to drag her disobedient martial nephew into the abyss.

At the thought, Rao Yuexi's cheeks swiftly flushed red, and she secretly cursed herself for entertaining such delusions.

She truly had no shame!

If Lu Qingqing were here, wouldn't the two of them be calling each other fellow perverts?

Then Rao Yuexi's phoenix eyes sharpened, filled with the resolve to claim victory.

Xiao Han... in the end, you will be your Martial Aunt's!

Xuanyuan Sword Sect

Front Peak

Hall of Deacons

A bustling crowd surged through the vast Front Peak, most of them disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm and Qi Refinement Realm.

Front Peak was where outer sect disciples accepted assignments and exchanged resources from the sect.

There were also tasks issued by the sect, as well as private commissions.

Pei Yuhan arrived flying on his sword. His white Daoist robe fluttered in the wind, his long black hair streaming behind him and revealing that refined, handsome face.

Some young disciples who had only recently entered the sect could not help but glance at him from the corners of their eyes. Yet there were even more looks of jealousy, resentment, and hatred.

"So this is that Senior Brother Pei from within the sect?"

"I heard this famous Gray Core Sword Immortal has never gone near women. Who knows how many Senior Sisters have ground their teeth to pieces over him~"

"What a pity. Such an immortal-like man formed a gray core. Given enough time, he definitely won't be a match for us."

"Heeheehee, Sister has a point. When the time comes, we'll join forces and seize Senior Brother Pei while he's outside the sect. Then we can have some proper fun with this Sword Immortal~"

"A Sword Immortal so pure and spotless has stirred this little woman's maiden heart~"

Several female cultivators dressed in fitted silk garments openly appraised the handsome man before them, like predators studying a fat, succulent prey.

But Pei Yuhan naturally could not be bothered with such gossip. Though his Primal Yang was abundant, he was not the sort of person who acted so casually.

If he truly could no longer suppress it...

Pei Yuhan looked at those wanton women, and a wave of disgust rose within him, making him frown.

He then recalled the outrageous behavior that Martial Uncle had shown him today, along with those flamboyant words.

That seductive, mature face and those full, exaggerated curves surfaced in Pei Yuhan's mind of their own accord...

A chill ran down Pei Yuhan's back, and he hurriedly used spiritual power to suppress his thoughts.

Why had he kept thinking about such vulgar things today?

Helping his junior sister see whether there were any suitable Core Formation spiritual items was the top priority.

If the Hall of Deacons had none, then he would have no choice but to leave the sect and search elsewhere.

Pei Yuhan searched through the Front Peak, but most of what he found were spiritual items for the Foundation Establishment Realm and Qi Refinement Realm. The few Core Formation spiritual items available did not suit his junior sister's cultivation technique or elemental affinity.

Pei Yuhan could not help feeling disappointed. Core Formation cultivators were already the backbone of the sect. Apart from Gray Core cultivators like himself, most Core Formation cultivators were stationed in the market cities of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, while the rest were core disciples with hopes of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, cultivating in seclusion atop the various main peaks.

This chapter has undergone extensive deletions and revisions.

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