As she said this, Huang Fuling trembled all over, closing her eyes to await the Demon Venerable's wrath.
After all, she knew very well how domineering the Demon Venerable was, and people like him despised deception most of all.
Perhaps today...
She would die here, at the Demon Venerable's hands, but all of it was punishment she deserved.
She ought to bear it all.
Sure enough, the next moment, an icy, overbearing voice echoed through the night.
"Serving as a spy at my side and stealing the Blood Rain Cult's highest secrets certainly warrants punishment-and the harshest punishment at that. Only that can make an example of you and demonstrate my authority, so..."
The cold voice slowly drew out the last word.
A large, scorching-hot hand settled on Huang Fuling's head, filling her eyes with anguish.
She thought that in the next instant, that hand would crush her skull.
Yet in the end, it merely stroked her gently a few times. Then, under her puzzled gaze, he slowly spoke.
"I hear that the Shadow Moon Convent practices the finest Charm Art under heaven, and that every member is well versed in Buddhist teachings, skilled at chanting scriptures during dual cultivation to bestow blessings."
"Since you are the Shadow Moon Convent Saintess, you must be quite accomplished in this as well. Your punishment tonight will be to chant scriptures for me until dawn and, while you're at it... demonstrate the Shadow Moon Convent's techniques."
At these words...
Huang Fuling grew even more astonished, utterly dazed. For a moment, she even thought she was hallucinating.
"What, are you unwilling?"
"W-willing. This lowly slave already belongs to you, Demon Venerable. I am willing to sacrifice everything for you."
Huang Fuling spoke through her tears.
Her vision grew increasingly hazy and blurred.
This was