CHAPTER 304
The Blind Date
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"Hesitating like that—you want the holy blood but can't bring yourself to kill Shiyao?"
"No. I need you to be my woman."
"My woman? Why? Will that make you more powerful?"
As if trapped, Qi Huan stared at Li Shiyu across from him, who spoke with such ease and confidence, seemingly untroubled by anything. Paradoxically, this made him feel inexplicably awkward, as if he were doing something wrong.
This was a transaction, devoid of morality or virtue. To the Sacred Mountain and to him, the Holy Blood was merely a commodity with a fixed price tag.
"I am the Elf King, you are the heir to the Sacred Blood. Through dual cultivation, we can solidify and elevate our cultivation. Your very existence is my finest elixir."
"Dual cultivation? Are you sick? Do you want to devour Shiyu? Shiyu doesn't understand…"
How could an innocent girl comprehend dual cultivation?
In all her years, Shiyu had never heard such a term!
"You're sick and need medicine. Even if you devour Shiyu, it won't cure your illness!"
Qi Huan smiled. Of course, he didn't take the girl's words as an insult.
Before arriving, he'd already learned that generation after generation of Sacred Maidens were pure, kind-hearted girls—though they all seemed a bit dim-witted.
Being the sister of the Holy Maiden, a bit of a simpleton was only to be expected?
At this moment, Qi Huan had already made up his mind, viewing Li Shiyu as nothing more than that sacred blood.
Golden hair, ample bust, pert behind—she was stunningly beautiful!
No doubt about it—it had to be her!
After all, hadn't the Saintess gone to bathe? So the one before him now must be her sister!
"I'm not here to devour you, just need your help with something."
"Is that so? You wouldn't be planning to trick Shiyu back home and drain her blood, would you?"
Qi Huan couldn't help but think this guy's imagination was running a bit wild!
"Heh, of course not. I wouldn't harm you."
"Is that so? Can you guarantee it?"
"I promise."
"Then Shiyu believes you!"
The golden little head bobbed up and down, as if helping him out was no big deal at all.
"So how can Shiyu help you?"
"In terms Shiyu can understand, it means marrying me and sharing my bed."
"So you want Shiyuo to sleep with you?"
"By all accounts, yes."
"Oh, well then, Shiyu can't help you. I'm sorry."
"Um… Why?"
Li Shiyu's expression remained open and honest—as it should be.
You can ask for help, but Shiyu never promised she would help, did she?
"Why? Because my master forbids Shiyu from sleeping with unfamiliar men."
Upon hearing this, Qi Huan merely chuckled. It made sense.
"You mean Elder Du Changsheng? I hear you've been with him since childhood, making you his direct disciple."
"But Shiyu needn't worry. I've already assured Elder Du that I'll treat you well."
Li Shiyu shook her golden-haired head, explaining with slight urgency.
"No way! Shiyuo is definitely not the Grand Elder's disciple!"
This genuinely surprised Qi Huan—he hadn't heard any of the elders mention this!
Didn't the Sacred Blood grow up on the Sacred Mountain from childhood? He hadn't heard of any apprenticeship arrangements!
"Huh? Not? Does Shiyu have other masters?"
Li Shiyu placed her hands on her hips, her puffed-up expression resembling an angry pufferfish. Her little face scowled sternly at Qi Huan, her expression serious!
"There's no other master! Shiyu has only one master—Su Cheng, the head of Lingxian Hall!"
"Shiyao is the master's personally chosen second disciple!"
Su… Cheng?
Who is that? Does such a person exist in the Eastern Realm? Lingxian Hall… sounds somewhat familiar, but why can't I recall where I've heard it before…
"Is your master that formidable?"
"Shiyao doesn't know, but Master said that once she joined his disciples, she could do whatever she wanted, kill whoever she wanted."
Though it seemed unbelievable, those were Su Cheng's exact words—and hers alone among the three disciples.
Li Shiyu was gentle and kind, pure yet sensitive. She empathized deeply with others' suffering, despised evil with fierce hatred, and cherished all living beings.
Su Cheng understood her nature. By speaking thus, he merely wished to assure her: fear not, for the Master stands behind her.
However, such words Su Cheng dared only share with Li Shiyao. Had he said them to Ye Qinghan, it would be like the King of Hell going on a Double Eleven shopping spree—she'd likely go on a killing rampage…
"Kill whoever you want?"
"Exactly. My master said Lingxian Hall doesn't hold grudges—revenge must be exacted on the spot!"
"Hahaha, interesting. Your master is quite the character!"
"You're mocking Shiyu's master? Shiyu will genuinely be upset!"
"No, no, sorry, sorry! I just wonder what kind of cultivation level Shiyu's master possesses?"
Li Shiyu's little head and tiny feet seemed restless, constantly swaying back and forth!
Clutching the teacup lid, Li Shiyu seemed deep in thought…
"My master? Mid-Foundation Establishment, around the ninth layer, I suppose?"
Qi Huan sneered inwardly. Could someone like that really be a sect leader? This golden-haired fool must have been duped by some street-corner charlatan!
"I see. I thought he'd agree to let you come with me."
"Even if Master agrees, Senior Sister won't!"
"Senior Sister? Does Shiyu's master have other disciples?"
Qi Huan was stunned. Could there really be more fools falling for this? Was there more than one complete idiot like Daiyao?
How could that be?
"Of course. Senior Sister is kind to Shiyu, but she's also terrifying!"
"Does Shiyu's senior sister bully her?"
"Mm! Senior Sister spanks Shiyu's bottom! It hurts so much!"
At this mention, Li Shiyu's face immediately twisted into that classic pout of grievance. Who knew how much suffering she endured!
Who could understand, family?
Clan bullying!
Spanking! For a sixteen-year-old innocent saintess, imagine the psychological trauma this must cause!
"Is Shiyu's senior sister really that powerful?"
"Yeah, early Golden Core stage—absolutely terrifying! You have no idea how formidable she is!"
Early Golden Core stage? And a terror?
"Is that so? How formidable exactly?"
Qi Huan suddenly felt less impatient. He found chatting with this little airhead rather amusing—the world through the eyes of this golden-haired simpleton was utterly unique!
"Better not ask. I'm afraid it'll scare you!"
Li Shiyao's expression was wildly exaggerated, as if she were about to tell a ghost story!
"Haha, relax. You won't scare me—I've got nerves of steel!"
Li Shiyu thought of Ye Qinghan and blurted out.
"Senior Sister can reach the moon in the heavens above and capture dragons in the seas below. She excels in both literary and martial arts, possessing unparalleled wisdom and courage!"
"With a single sword, she ended a thousand years of chaos in the Northern Realm; with a single sword, she secured the vast snowy plains and rivers."
"Where her cold blade flashes, true immortals descend and the Lord of the Underworld arrives!"
"Before Senior Sister, evil finds no hiding place, lies crumble without challenge, villains surrender without a fight, and thieves submit to execution!"
"That's what my junior sister said. If Shiyao were to describe it, she'd use just three words: 'Absolutely incredible!'"
Qi Huan felt not a ripple of emotion within, and even felt a slight urge to laugh!
"That impressive?"
"Absolutely true. You'd better not mess with Senior Sister—she'll spank your bottom!"
"Relax, no one can spank my butt, ha ha."
Let alone the golden-core disciple of his Foundation Establishment-stage master? Spank his butt? Give me a break!
Who could possibly spank him?
Who dares spank his butt?
"Is Shiyu's senior sister that formidable? Why not tell me her name? Maybe I know her!"
"You'd better not know her. Shiyu is doing this for your own good. Otherwise, your illness might never be cured!"
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