Only the cult leader accepted my confession.-Chapter 9 - : You Can Make Conditions

Ye Shu rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Master, what kind of reward are we talking about here?"

Luo Jiuyan blinked, momentarily caught off guard.

She hadn't actually thought about that.

It had just been a passing remark—something to motivate him.

"You can decide." She waved a hand dismissively, as if it were a trivial matter.

"Anything? Anything?" Ye Shu's voice shot up in excitement, his face lighting up like a child who had just been promised a mountain of sweets.

Luo Jiuyan's face turned an imperceptible shade of red. Seeing his enthusiasm, she suddenly felt a tinge of regret.

Had she been too casual with her words?

What if he actually took her up on that offer?

How was she supposed to handle it then?

Before she could say anything, a thought struck her—one that brought a slow, knowing smile to her lips.

Why even entertain the possibility of rewarding him?

Wouldn't it be much simpler if he couldn't last more than three moves against her?

Luo Jiuyan chuckled to herself. Yes, that settles it.

If he couldn't withstand her three attacks, then there wouldn't be a reward to claim in the first place.

She lifted her chin slightly, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Fine, but only if you can hold out."

Ye Shu swallowed hard.

Something about her tone made his instincts tingle in alarm.

Still, for the promise of a reward—one from his enchanting master, no less—he was willing to endure a little suffering.

"Master, you said it yourself—three moves from a Golden Core cultivator! You can't go back on your word now."

Luo Jiuyan gave a slow nod. "I don't joke about such things."

Hearing this, Ye Shu felt reassured. Surely, the esteemed Queen of Jiuyou wouldn't renege on a promise.

With that thought, he took a deep breath, bracing himself.

Three moves... Can I endure them?

His body tensed, but his mind was set.

No matter what, he had to last.

Because after that—the reward was his!

A grin tugged at the corners of his lips, confidence swelling in his chest.

Luo Jiuyan caught the look on his face and rolled her eyes in amusement.

Silly disciple... It's far too soon to be celebrating.

She wasn't just any Golden Core cultivator.

She was Luo Jiuyan.

For him to think he could withstand her moves so easily?

Naïve.

She wouldn't make it easy for him.

Her smile turned dangerous. "Disciple, get ready."

"Master, bring it on!" Ye Shu squared his stance, arms raised in defense.

Luo Jiuyan lowered her cultivation to the early Golden Core stage and struck.

A palm thrust forward—swift, controlled, yet carrying enough force to send an ordinary cultivator of the same rank flying.

Ye Shu barely had time to react before the attack landed squarely on his chest.

Boom!

A powerful gust surged from the impact, whipping Luo Jiuyan's robes into the air, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

But that was it.

Ye Shu... didn't fall.

Not even a step back.

Luo Jiuyan's eyes widened in surprise.

He actually withstood it?

She had expected him to be thrown back, or at least stagger.

Instead, he was still standing there, looking... rather pleased with himself.

"Well done." She nodded, masking her astonishment with a calm expression. "Your foundation seems quite solid."

Ye Shu let out a slow exhale and grinned. "Master, I think you were just being merciful. If you had gone all out, I wouldn't have lasted."

Luo Jiuyan's gaze sharpened.

She knew her own strength.

Even a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator wouldn't have taken that blow lightly.

And yet, Ye Shu had.

Interesting.

Her smile returned, but this time, it carried a sharper edge. "Then let's see how you handle the next one."

Without waiting for his response, she raised her cultivation to the mid-stage of the Golden Core Realm.

The second attack would not be so forgiving.

Ye Shu tightened his stance, feeling the shift in her aura.

This one... will hurt.

Still, he clenched his jaw and prepared himself.

Luo Jiuyan struck again.

Boom!

A deafening shockwave rippled through the air as her attack connected.

This time, Ye Shu was flung backward—five feet, no more.

Luo Jiuyan's brows furrowed slightly.

Only five feet?

She had expected him to crumple, or at least fall to one knee.

Instead, he just grinned.

"Master, you let me survive another one," he said, as if thanking her.

Luo Jiuyan nearly choked on her own breath.

This brat—!

Did he actually think she was going easy on him?

Her fingers curled slightly, and she took a steadying breath.

Fine.

There was still one move left.

And this time, she would make sure he didn't remain standing.

Luo Jiuyan raised her cultivation further—to the peak of the Golden Core stage, stopping just before Nascent Soul.

This was her strongest possible attack while keeping it within the agreed terms.

She hesitated for only a fraction of a second.

If Ye Shu took this hit head-on, he would be gravely injured—perhaps even bed-ridden for weeks.

But that was still better than... whatever indecent condition he might ask for if he won.

Luo Jiuyan made her decision.

No mercy.

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Without warning, she moved.

A final, devastating strike.

The sheer force of her punch distorted the air itself, creating an explosive vacuum as it hurtled toward Ye Shu.

There was no time to dodge.

No time to brace.

BOOM!

The impact shook the ground.

Dust and debris spiraled around them.

For a long, tense moment, nothing moved.

Then, as the dust settled—

Ye Shu stood there.

Upright.

His robes were torn at the chest, revealing his well-defined torso.

But he was unharmed.

Luo Jiuyan felt her breath hitch.

Impossible.

Her strongest move at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and he had taken it—without breaking a single bone?

Her mind reeled.

Even an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't have endured that without injury.

She took a step back, composing herself, though her shock lingered beneath her calm exterior.

"How... did you do it?"

Ye Shu simply smiled, scratching his head. "Master, I guess I was just lucky."

Luo Jiuyan's lips twitched.

Lucky?

Lucky?!

She nearly lost her composure then and there.

Few had ever survived her hands, let alone taken three of her attacks unscathed. And now, this brat had the audacity to call it luck?

She wanted to strangle him.

But...

A promise was a promise.

Realization dawned upon her, and a faint blush spread across her face.

She had said it herself.

If he withstood three moves, he could make a condition.

Her stomach twisted.

What kind of outrageous demand was he about to make?

Ye Shu was practically trembling with excitement.

His mind raced, eyes flickering toward Luo Jiuyan's perfect, otherworldly figure.

A condition from the Queen of Jiuyou herself.

If she had to agree to anything...

His throat went dry. His body burned with an unfamiliar heat.

"If I ask for that... would Master agree?"

Luo Jiuyan stiffened.

She saw the look in his eyes.

Felt the shift in his aura.

And suddenly, she knew.

Her expression darkened.

What indecent thoughts are going through this brat's head?!