Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 200 - 5: Senior Sister, Is the Milk Tasty?

Chapter 200: Chapter 5: Senior Sister, Is the Milk Tasty?

"My lady, what exactly is the ’Celestial Beast Record’ as a cultivation technique?"

Xingluo Town, Changming Street.

Xingyun Inn.

Qin Gengyun and his group rented two rooms at the inn, due to the many prying eyes at the Chang Mansion earlier, Qiu Zhihe mentioned the ’Celestial Beast Record’ only briefly.

Back at the inn, Qin Gengyun couldn’t hold back and asked his wife.

"I know about this, let me explain!"

Having just finished a pot of water, Liu Su spoke before even wiping his mouth:

"In the Four Domains of Hongzhou—Eastern Cultivator, West Imperial, South Demon, and Northern Wilderness—you know about the Three Great Demon Sects of the South Demon, right?"

Qin Gengyun nodded: "Cyan Lotus Sect, Celestial Fall Sect, Red Cloud Mountain."

"Correct!" Liu Su raised a slender finger, continuing:

"The ’Celestial Beast Record’ originates from the Celestial Fall Sect."

Qin Gengyun frowned: "I’ve heard that the Celestial Fall Sect is the most cruel and murderous of the Three Great Demon Sects?"

Liu Su grinned: "Do you think all cultivators of the Celestial Fall Sect are inherently cruel? Wrong, they’re not naturally fond of killing, it’s just that practicing their techniques requires eating people!"

"Eating people?" Qin Gengyun felt a chill.

Qiu Zhihe shot Liu Su a glare, making him stop his jesting and explain seriously:

"The techniques of the Celestial Fall Sect often require absorbing others’ cultivation, or the Yang Qi from men, and the Primordial Yin from women, and such."

"Absorbing women’s Primordial Yin?" Qin Gengyun suddenly realized:

"Recently, female cultivators have gone missing around Xingluo Town, and someone in the Chang Mansion is cultivating evil techniques, so this means..."

Qiu Zhihe said: "’Celestial Beast Record’ is divided into ten volumes, each corresponding to an Ancient Divine Beast, allowing the cultivator to gain the abilities of the beast. If perfected, they could even become a Divine Beast themselves."

"Among these, some techniques require absorbing the spiritual energy and Primordial Yin of female cultivators."

"So those missing female cultivators are really connected to the Chang family?" Qin Gengyun immediately stood up:

"Could it be that Taoist Friend Mo was also captured by the Chang family, and now she..."

Qin Gengyun paused and asked Qiu Zhihe:

"What would happen if their spiritual energy and Primordial Yin were absorbed?"

Qiu Zhihe didn’t speak, but Liu Su interjected:

"If Mo Xiaolan was captured like those missing women and used for ’Celestial Beast Record’, their corpses together wouldn’t be distinguishable from one another."

"Susu!"

Qiu Zhihe interrupted her, but saw that Qin Gengyun’s face had turned grim. Qiu Zhihe walked to his side, placing her delicate hand on his shoulder:

"Husband, if someone in the Chang family is cultivating the ’Celestial Beast Record’, you can’t confront them directly, or they’ll attack you."

Qin Gengyun contemplated for a moment, finally saying: "I’ll sneak in tonight and find the courtyard and the wall indicated by the Spirit Seeking Array to see how I can enter the Chang Mansion’s underground."

Qiu Zhihe said: "I’ll go with you."

Liu Su raised her hand: "Me too!"

Qin Gengyun looked at both of them and shook his head: "The Chang Mansion is extremely dangerous. You two should stay at the inn and wait for me. They only capture female cultivators, so if I’m found, I can escape."

Having heard the horrors of the ’Celestial Beast Record’, he was worried that Qiu Zhihe and Liu Su might also be captured.

Qiu Zhihe calmly said: "There’s a Guardian Array outside the Chang Mansion. To sneak in, it must be sliced open with an array master using spiritual power to maintain the breach, so as not to trigger the mechanisms."

"But, my lady..."

Qin Gengyun tried to persuade her but was cut off by Qiu Zhihe:

"Wherever my husband goes, I go."

Qin Gengyun paused, seeing himself fully reflected in Qiu Zhihe’s clear, icy eyes, he couldn’t help but grasp her small hand.

"My lady, thank you!"

"Hey, I’m still here, you two!"

Liu Su rolled her eyes, imitating Qiu Zhihe’s affectionate gaze towards Qin Gengyun, her voice exaggerated:

"Wherever my master goes, I’ll go! Ah! Miss, don’t hit me, I was wrong!"

The room filled with playful noise, but Qin Gengyun’s heart was full of worry and anxiety.

"Taoist Friend Mo, are you alright?"

...

"Friend, friend!"

Chang Mansion, dungeon.

A crisp voice called out by her ear, and Fang Xue slowly opened her eyes. After being fed a poison pill to suppress her cultivation, her hazy consciousness gradually cleared.

Yesterday, she and her third senior sister were captured by a group of black-clad men in an old Daoist temple at the outskirts of Xingluo Town and were forcefully fed a poison pill to suppress their cultivation.

She then fell into a coma.

Recalling what happened yesterday, Fang Xue raised her hand to rub her aching head, and a young woman’s face appeared before her eyes. The face was somewhat pale, but it couldn’t hide the overflowing heroic spirit and sunshine.

Seeing that Fang Xue had woken up, the female cultivator smiled like an orchid:

"Taoist friend, are you feeling better?"

With her help, Fang Xue sat up, only to feel that the spiritual power within her spirit field was sealed, and her body was soft and weak. The female cultivator said:

"We were all fed that kind of poison pill. Fortunately, it only seals spiritual power and doesn’t harm the body."

Fang Xue felt a bit bitter, "Is this still considered good?"

The female cultivator smiled again, her voice gentle, "Don’t worry, you just arrived and they probably won’t pick you."

At this moment, the sound of a baby’s cries rang out from the female cultivator’s arms. Only then did Fang Xue realize that the woman was holding a baby!

Seeing the baby in her arms crying, the female cultivator walked to the cell door, said to those outside:

"Brothers, the child is hungry, could you give a little more?"

"You always have so many requests!" the jailer snorted, but still brought a bowl of goat’s milk, passing it through the bars to the female cultivator.

"Thank you!"

The female cultivator took the goat’s milk, slightly tilted the rim of the bowl, and fed it to the baby in her arms, occasionally using the back of her hand to wipe the milk stains from the baby’s mouth, her clear smile making her seem to glow.

Fang Xue was mesmerized.

Aside from Sister Qiu, it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful woman.

"Her name is Mo Xiaolan. We’re in the dungeon of the Chang Mansion in Xingluo Town."

Si Minglan’s voice sounded beside her, and Fang Xue turned back to see Si Minglan weakly leaning against the wall, her face extremely pale, seemingly unable to move.

"Third Senior Sister, are you alright?"

Fang Xue hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Si Minglan forcibly broke through two major realms at Xiyue Peak, and the fact that her meridians hadn’t shattered was considered lucky. To protect Fang Xue, she withstood the majority of Zheng Shengmo’s palm strike.

Her injuries were far more severe than Fang Xue’s, and having been fed a poison pill, her condition was even worse.

Si Minglan glanced at her, saying nothing, while Fang Xue lowered her head and murmured softly:

"I’m sorry, Third Senior Sister, it was my fault this time."

She was referring to saving Xue Yan.

Fang Xue was filled with remorse. She had seen her senior brother’s ruthlessness, her third senior sister’s disregard for life, her eldest senior sister’s hypocrisy and coldness, her uncle master’s shamelessness and vulgarity.

She had witnessed so much darkness and filth, yet she remained so naive.

Thinking everyone she encountered was good.

She saved others out of kindness but ended up dragging her third senior sister and herself into misfortune.

I’m really too foolish!

"If someone is about to be killed next time, will you save them?"

Si Minglan suddenly asked.

Fang Xue looked up, "If they’re good, I’ll save them."

Si Minglan glared at her, "How do you know the one you’re saving is good?"

Fang Xue thought about it, puzzled, "If I don’t save them, how will I know if they’re good or bad?"

"..."

Si Minglan nearly choked on her breath; if she could move, she would have pinched Fang Xue’s innocent little face to bits.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and decided not to discuss such frustrating topics anymore. She said faintly:

"Give me three days."

There was no longer any trace of Si Minglan’s usual charming allure on her face, and she had difficulty speaking.

When she woke up, she checked her condition. It would take her three days to restore at least half of her cultivation. As a Foundation Establishment Peak, she could easily break through the seal the poison pill put on her cultivation.

By then, no one in the Chang Mansion would be left alive.

With countless lives in my hands, if it weren’t for being outwitted by that bitch Ye Xiyue and that dog Zheng Shengmo, would I be humiliated by the trash of the Chang Family like this?

Si Minglan’s heart was filled with murderous intent, but then she heard Fang Xue point at the corner of her mouth:

"Third Senior Sister, did you also drink the milk?"

Si Minglan was startled, only then realizing there was a milk stain on the corner of her mouth. Mo Xiaolan, who was feeding the baby, turned back and said:

"Yes, she couldn’t move at all, her body was very weak. I just fed her milk, and she felt a little better."

Si Minglan’s expression stiffened, and Fang Xue was momentarily stunned, then asked:

"Senior Sister, did Taoist Friend Mo’s milk taste good?"