Chapter 14: Senior Sister, Please Respect Yourself; Junior Brother, I Am a Decent Man

"Ahem..."

Chi Xiao let out a light cough.

Her face grew increasingly pale; her injuries were so severe they were affecting her normal breathing.

"Senior Sister, are you okay? Listen... if you're going to vomit blood, just say the word. Don't vomit on me. This outfit is this year's latest fashion, and it was very expensive."

"Pfft..."

Chi Xiao sprayed a mouthful of old blood onto Zheng Tuo, while simultaneously glaring at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes.

"Senior Sister, look at you. I just saved you, why are you glaring at me?"

Zheng Tuo felt deeply wronged.

He had clearly done a good deed, so why was he being met with such a sarcastic gaze?

Instinctively, he tightened his arms around Chi Xiao.

"You lecher! Let go of me, do you hear me?" Chi Xiao gritted her teeth.

She felt this guy must be doing this on purpose. On the surface, he looked serious, but in reality, he was full of mischief. No, wait. On the surface, he just *looked* like he was full of mischief.

"It's like a dog biting Lu Dongbin—unappreciative of a kind heart. I shouldn't have saved you. I should have just let the Demon Race capture you to be a maid..."

Zheng Tuo was extremely displeased. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Immediately, he tightened his arms around Chi Xiao in his embrace.

"You..." Chi Xiao trembled with rage, but she lacked the strength to resist. Her injuries were too heavy, leaving her at the mercy of Zheng Tuo's whims.

"What is your name? Tell me," Chi Xiao squeezed the words out through gritted teeth.

"Tell you? If I tell you, you'll come back to settle the score with me later. Stop making a scene, Senior Sister. Be good, be obedient, and let's just wait for rescue." Zheng Tuo patted Chi Xiao's back to comfort her.

Feeling Zheng Tuo's palm patting her back, Chi Xiao felt as if she had been struck by electricity, her body losing all strength.

"Let me go." Chi Xiao was overcome with shame. She struggled, attempting to break free from Zheng Tuo's passionate embrace.

"Senior Sister, please behave yourself. Don't move around. I am an upright person; you're making things very difficult for me like this." Zheng Tuo felt like he was being taken advantage of. Women really were all the same.

Chi Xiao remained silent, continuing to struggle to escape. She would rather be captured by the Demon Race to be a maid, a laborer, or a pet than have any further connection with this guy.

"Senior Sister, there's no need to be angry. You saved me just now, and now I've saved you, so we're even. It's best if we never cross paths again. I've seen plenty of beautiful women; don't think just because you have a bit of charm that everyone is trying to take advantage of you. We are all cultivators; can you have a little self-awareness?"

Zheng Tuo spoke leisurely, feeling no sense of crisis. In truth, he already had a plan. A woman like Chi Xiao might look unapproachable, but in reality, she had no shortage of suitors and a massive amount of brainless fans. Being too intimate with her would likely make him a target for those obsessive fans. They might try to cause him trouble—using blunt instruments, poison, traps, and various other methods to try and kill him. Therefore, rather than constantly being on guard against unknown dangers, it was better to sever his ties with Chi Xiao.

Chi Xiao was so angry she couldn't even speak. She could only glare at Zheng Tuo with eyes full of resentment, attempting to kill him with her gaze.

"Ah..."

Outside.

In the center of the explosion, a roar erupted.

"You... bastard! How dare you damage my True Demon Treasure Body!"

Mo Jiu's entire body was bright red, as if he had been boiled alive. His face was covered in bruises, and over a dozen steel nails were embedded in him. He exuded a chaotic, foul, and wretched aura.

The explosion had only caused him minor injuries, which were negligible. But the things attached to the explosion were driving him to the brink of collapse.

Itching Powder. It made his entire body itch uncontrollably, as if thousands of ants were crawling over him, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Stink Bombs. One could tell by the name that it was a highly sinister biochemical weapon. The effect made him smell as if he had just been fished out of a toilet. That smell... was simply indescribable.

He Ding Hong. A top-tier mental attack poison. Its effect was similar to strong liquor; after consumption, it dealt a massive shock to the soul. At best, it caused madness; at worst, it caused direct brain death. As for the final highly toxic Bone-Penetrating Steel Nails—one could tell from the white foam leaking from Mo Jiu's mouth that his endocrine system was completely haywire.

*Just what kind of thing is my opponent?* Mo Jiu thought. *Too street-level. Not a shred of dignity.*

"Whew..." Mo Jiu took a deep breath. His demon wings flapped, and he soared into the air.

"True Demon Flame," Mo Jiu whispered.

A burst of pitch-black flames suddenly erupted around his body. Under the True Demon Flame, all the negative effects of the itching powder, He Ding Hong, the stink bombs, and the toxic steel nails were evaporated.

"Since you want to die, I shall fulfill your wish."

Mo Jiu was getting serious. As he performed a hand seal, a vertical eye emerged from the center of his forehead.

"True Demon Eye."

The True Demon Eye was a divine talent of the Demon Race's royal lineage. Under the True Demon Eye, all things were revealed.

Inside a certain safe house.

"Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? Did they get lost?" Zheng Tuo muttered.

Suddenly! His whole body stiffened! He felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his shoulder. The pain was so intense that tears sprayed from his eyes instantly.

Chi Xiao had finally found her chance; she bit down hard on Zheng Tuo's shoulder. Blood splattered, covering his face. Even so, Chi Xiao refused to let go, looking as if she intended to bite him to death.

"Senior Sister, I was wrong! Please go easy, I'm afraid of pain!" Zheng Tuo broke down. What was wrong with this woman?! She actually bit him! Blood was flying everywhere!

Chi Xiao ignored him and refused to let go. She even adjusted herself into a more comfortable position to continue biting.

"You won't let go, huh? You won't let go? Fine... you forced my hand..."

Zheng Tuo turned savage! He slowly raised his hands: *Rip, clatter, bang, crash, thud, bang, bang, bang...* (Three hundred words omitted).

Five seconds later.

Chi Xiao's small face was flushed red. She released her grip and glared at Zheng Tuo with eyes full of hatred.

The stare did not last long. Zheng Tuo suddenly blurted out, "Senior Sister! How... how long has it been since you brushed your teeth!"

"Pfft..."

Chi Xiao's internal injuries worsened, and she fainted on the spot.

*Is she scamming me? Is this a scam?* She was trying to cling to him!

Zheng Tuo shook his head. Fine. Consider me unlucky.

He took out a second-grade healing pill and a bottle of clear water, feeding the pill to Chi Xiao. It was clearly visible that after taking the pill, Chi Xiao's body became hot, and a surge of spiritual energy radiated from within her to repair her injuries.

"Found you."

Mo Jiu's voice came from above.

The safe house they were in exploded. Mo Jiu, surrounded by billowing True Demon Flames like a descending demon god, stood above them with overwhelming killing intent.

"Today, I'll see if you can still—"

Halfway through his sentence, Mo Jiu instantly transformed into a streak of black light and vanished.

From afar, Mo Jiu's roar, filled with malice, echoed

"You brat and you little girl! I have memorized your faces! I advise you not to descend the mountain. Otherwise, I, Mo Jiu, will surely make you know what it means to live is worse than death, worse than death, death, death, death..."

Mo Jiu departed in a rage.

"Hmph! If I hadn't sensed the Immortal Masters of the Falling Immortal Sect coming, do you think you could have found my safe house? In your dreams!" Zheng Tuo couldn't help but complain.

Turning around, as if remembering something, his face suddenly turned deathly pale.

"It's over, it's over. I think I've been targeted by the Demon Race. I knew there would always be treacherous people trying to harm me. It was just a few hundred spiritual talismans to blow you up a few times, and I gave you a little 'peaceful death' gift package. Is it really necessary to hold such a grudge?"

Zheng Tuo looked dejected as he watched Yun Yangzi approaching through the void.

Yun Yangzi frowned. Although Zheng Tuo had saved a group of disciples, a personality like his was truly unsuitable for the path of cultivation.

*Forget it. There are thousands of paths to immortality; my poison is another's immortal destiny.*

With a wave of his wide sleeve, he took everyone away.

(End of Chapter)