Yandere Holy Maiden

The Yandere Holy Maiden

Huo Yuhao had no idea Zhongli Yu had been watching him from the shadows all along, or that she had killed one of Ning Tian's guards. At that moment, he swaggered into the villa, intending to find something to fill his stomach.

But the moment he pulled open the door, he froze in shock.

"You're back."

Ning Tian stood at the entrance as if she had been waiting for a long time, a sweet smile on her face. Tonight, she wore an exquisite maid outfit, her snow-white skin faintly visible beneath the revealing clothing.

Upon seeing Huo Yuhao return, she actually performed a greeting fit for a lord. Taking tiny steps forward, she clumsily undid the buttons of his coat.

Not far beside her, Nanmen Yun'er had boldly changed into a tight fishnet leather outfit that barely covered her hips. Long rabbit-ear accessories adorned her head, twitching as if they had a life of their own.

"Master, I've prepared dinner for you. Would you like to eat first? Or perhaps... eat something else first..." By the end, she could not help blushing herself.

Even more outrageous was Wu Feng, crouching on the floor in a fluffy off-the-shoulder dress. Hunching her shoulders, she made a playful clawing gesture at Huo Yuhao. "Meow!"

This was criminal! Huo Yuhao's eyelids twitched wildly as an inexplicable Evil Fire surged from his lower abdomen. He had the overwhelming urge to take all three of them right then and there.

"Have you all gone mad?"

Huo Yuhao tossed out the question irritably and headed toward the dining room. Ning Tian and the others exchanged glances, each catching the obvious teasing in the others' eyes.

Did these three girls really think he would not dare lay a hand on them? Speechless, Huo Yuhao sat at the table. It was already laden with a lavish dinner, and he had no intention of being polite with them. After tying on a napkin, he prepared to dig in.

"Yuhao, try this." Nanmen Yun'er picked up a piece of dessert and held it before Huo Yuhao. Her large, watery eyes blinked innocently, tempting him into sin.

If they wanted to play like this, then he would play along and keep up the act!

Ning Tian and the other two had set aside the pride of being young sect leaders because they wanted to seize complete control of Huo Yuhao.

For one thing, Huo Yuhao's origins were far too mysterious. No matter how often they checked the information their spies had gathered, it all pointed to the same thing: he had once been a servant at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. Considering Huo Yuhao's current displays, they would have been fools to believe it.

Secondly, Ning Tian had considered imprisoning Huo Yuhao completely and using him as a tool to help them cultivate. However, what even Huo Yuhao himself did not know was that every sect expert Ning Tian had sent to ambush him had been casually dealt with by Zhongli Yu.

More than a dozen Soul Saints, along with a sect expert at the Soul Douluo level, had vanished soundlessly in Shrek City.

The news had left Ning Tian utterly horrified. Those people had all been experts within the sect who specialized in stealth, and losing so many powerful members at once had also caused the sect elders to become dissatisfied with Ning Tian.

Could there be a Titled Douluo-level expert secretly protecting Huo Yuhao? Since force would not work, they might as well try gentler methods!

Bibi Dong, who resided in Huo Yuhao's Sea of Spirit, had been limited by Huo Yuhao's own strength and thus failed to notice Zhongli Yu following them at once. She could never have imagined that Zhongli Yu had been able to trail Huo Yuhao and hide nearby all this time purely by relying on his aura!

A person's vigor and spirit changed throughout the day. Their scent might change after bathing or eating strongly flavored food, but aura was something that almost no one could perceive completely unless they were the closest of intimates.

And by sheer coincidence, Zhongli Yu was the person most familiar with Huo Yuhao's aura in real life...

After eating and drinking his fill, Huo Yuhao prepared to bring himself into peak condition. The next day would mark the beginning of Shrek's new school year.

The second floor of the villa contained a large bedroom with a skylight. An enormous heart-shaped bed stood in the middle, taking up nearly a quarter of the room.

Sure enough, as soon as Huo Yuhao lay down after bathing, Ning Tian and the other two climbed onto the bed with hands and feet alike. Long accustomed to this, he simply sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating.

He had wanted to use Haodong Power to increase his cultivation speed, but for some reason, Bibi Dong had been avoiding him all day. Completely baffled, Huo Yuhao could only cultivate at his usual pace.

Life Energy immediately began flowing from heaven and earth toward Huo Yuhao. Whenever he cultivated or relaxed in sleep, the Soul Ring being created would automatically absorb that energy.

Wu Feng and the other two had gradually become accustomed to this phenomenon. Each pressed herself against Huo Yuhao, savoring the cleansing wash of Life Energy.

Just as Huo Yuhao inwardly lamented the decline of public morals, a breeze drifted in through the window. Still cultivating, he paid it no mind, assuming the evening wind had blown the window open.

Gradually, the three girls nestled against Huo Yuhao felt as though they had entered paradise. Their bodies trembled in bliss before they collapsed beside Huo Yuhao, unconscious.

"Yuhao, there's something wrong with the scent!" Sky Dream Ice Silkworm finally issued a warning to Huo Yuhao after a long silence, immediately jolting him awake from cultivation.

Huo Yuhao felt the world spin around him. The girls lying at his side now seemed to give off an unbearably alluring scent, one that made him unable to stop himself from craving more.

"It's Enchanting Fragrance!" Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was vastly experienced and immediately identified the scent.

"It doesn't seem like they did it..." Huo Yuhao glanced at the unconscious trio and instantly came to a conclusion. But the unbearable Evil Fire raging through his body was already making it impossible for him to stay clear-headed.

Huo Yuhao licked his lips and looked toward Wu Feng, whose figure was the most voluptuous among the three. If he truly could not restrain himself, he could only apologize to her.

"Who is it..." Clinging to his last scraps of awareness, Huo Yuhao looked around. He could barely hear Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's voice anymore. The most troublesome thing about Enchanting Fragrance was that it prevented one from connecting to the Sea of Spirit. Whoever had used it had clearly calculated Huo Yuhao's greatest strength and prepared a tactic specifically against him.

Could it be...

"Holy Son."

A clear, pleasant voice confirmed Huo Yuhao's suspicions. He gave a bitter smile. In the end, he still could not escape her clutches.

The familiar figure that appeared out of thin air before him was none other than Zhongli Yu, the Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult, whom he had not seen for several days.

"Holy Son, how could you be so cruel? You left me all alone in the forest and ran off to a place like this to do such things with a few young girls."

"Holy Son, do you know? For the past few days, I searched for you all over the city. I finally found you, only to discover that someone was ambushing you. Your sister didn't want you to be in danger, so your sister killed every last one of them herself."

"Holy Son..."

Zhongli Yu wore a sorrowful expression as she slowly supported herself and crawled toward him. A mist had formed in her foxlike eyes, making her appear utterly pitiable.

Huo Yuhao would not be fooled by her appearance. During the year he had spent with Zhongli Yu, he had learned all too well just how yandere this Holy Maiden truly was.

"Wouldn't it have been better for you to obediently go back and wait for me?" Huo Yuhao said helplessly. "It's not as if I was never coming back."

"No." Zhongli Yu habitually buried her head in his chest, greedily breathing in the aura she had not been able to experience up close for days. Her warm, delicate hands unconsciously climbed onto Huo Yuhao's shoulders.

This temptress...

Just as Huo Yuhao cursed inwardly, he noticed several wounds on her arm.

Huo Yuhao's expression changed at once. Though he had always been unwilling to accept Zhongli Yu, he absolutely did not want to see her hurt. Could it be true, as she said, that someone had ambushed him?

Seeing wounds on Zhongli Yu's skin, so delicate it seemed as though it could break at a touch, made Huo Yuhao's heart ache terribly. He wanted to find medicine to treat her injuries, but Zhongli Yu gently exhaled an intoxicating breath against the tip of his nose.

Seeing that he was about to completely lose himself in the fragrance Zhongli Yu had concocted, he swallowed with difficulty, forcefully pulled her onto his lap, and used his last shred of clarity to brush aside the disheveled bangs on her forehead.

"Do you not regret this?"

Zhongli Yu did not answer. Instead, she bent down fiercely and sealed Huo Yuhao's lips with her own. Their clothes gradually disappeared under Zhongli Yu's tearing hands.

Huo Yuhao could no longer endure it. This temptress had spent an entire year seducing him in every possible way. He had been holding himself back for so long that he was nearly going to develop a problem.

Feeling each other's warmth so clearly, Huo Yuhao finally found the courage to confront the feelings he had long dared not acknowledge.

Zhongli Yu was mad. Precisely because she was an Evil Soul Master, she could not control her obsessive infatuation with Huo Yuhao. Over the past few days, she had only been able to watch him from afar, and she had even nearly been discovered by the elders of Sea God Pavilion.

All her grievances spilled forth without restraint, bringing Huo Yuhao a pleasure he had never experienced before. Both of them seemed to want to force the other into their own body. At last, Zhongli Yu lay limply atop Huo Yuhao's firm chest.

"Yuhao... Yuhao..." Zhongli Yu kept murmuring his name, filling Huo Yuhao with a sense of guilt. With her yandere personality, she would probably find it difficult to leave him for the rest of her life.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry." Huo Yuhao gently stroked Zhongli Yu's smooth, delicate back and let her cling to him with her whole body and heart.