Chapter 114: The Heroine's Reverse Push Moment, When the Martial Aunt is Inside the Door, and the Martial niece is Outside (3)
"Everyone's just trying to make a living in the capital, sister, there's no need to be so hostile toward me!"
"This isn't exactly righteous territory, you can't expect to keep me out."
The witch's tone carried a hint of innocence.
"That is exactly why I haven't struck you down already. Besides, this is my territory."
"You came here on your own—are you trying to provoke me?"
Ye Xueyi's voice was icy cold.
"Sigh, why say such things, sister? I just wanted to have a heartfelt chat with you."
Long Ye's voice held a trace of grievance.
"The righteous and the demonic cannot coexist."
Ye Xueyi coldly spat out that one sentence.
There was nothing to discuss with a demonic sect witch like her.
Long Ye pouted, indifferent to such words.
This woman was as rigid as ever, utterly unwilling to trust her.
While that was understandable, Long Ye still found her attitude unbearably annoying.
Wasn't this just another form of arrogance?
Acting all high and mighty just because she belonged to the righteous path, looking down on her like she was filth.
It was downright infuriating!
What annoyed her even more was that they were about the same age, but Ye Xueyi was taller.
In terms of physical development, the gap was even more frustrating—she always felt she was losing in presence right from the start.
Fortunately, she had come prepared today—with an absolute trump card!
"Why exactly are you here? You're not welcome."
Ye Xueyi frowned at Long Ye's expression, puzzled by the witch's smugness.
"I'm here to deliver some intelligence. Once you hear it, you'll definitely thank me."
Long Ye's voice was languid, her smile impossible to hide.
She was absolutely sure that even if Ye Xueyi knew she was being used, she would still rush over without hesitation.
"Intelligence?"
Ye Xueyi's eyes showed some suspicion.
There had been quite a bit of unrest lately—what kind of intel could this witch possibly have?
It couldn't possibly be anything good.
"Sigh, your beloved is currently in a very precarious situation. Such a pity."
Long Ye let out a soft sigh.
"What did you say?!"
A terrifying aura erupted from Ye Xueyi.
Her first thought was—had someone attacked him again after she left?
"Calm down, sister. I know how much you care about him now."
"But if you really care, you'd better head over there again."
Long Ye's mischievous smile remained as she casually gave her an address.
In her heart, her fear of Su Qing grew even deeper.
To think that a divine beauty like Ye Xueyi could be so completely smitten with him—it was truly unfathomable.
"I don't have a 'beloved.' Stop spouting nonsense and leave at once, or else..."
Ye Xueyi's icy voice issued a clear eviction order.
After catching herself, she quickly suppressed her emotional reaction, returning to her usual cold composure.
"No need to threaten me. I'm just here to deliver the message. My job's done—I'm leaving!"
The witch left cheerfully, without the slightest reluctance.
Her goal was already achieved. Now all she had to do was hope the action inside didn't end too quickly.
If it ended too fast, she'd have to seriously mock him later.
Ye Xueyi sat there silently, her eyes flickering with thought.
She had seen Long Ye step in to protect him with her own eyes.
If something truly serious had happened, Long Ye wouldn't have looked so carefree.
Which meant there likely wasn't any mortal danger—but something clearly had happened.
After thinking it through, the divine beauty stood and quietly left the Ye residence, heading out of the city.
No matter what was going on, she had to see it with her own eyes to be sure.
This... this was just out of concern for her ally. If something unexpected had happened, she'd need to know, right?
On the other side.
The battle Long Ye had been so eager for Ye Xueyi to "watch live" had already ended.
But none of it was Su Qing's fault.
His first round of "healing" had concluded, and he was very satisfied.
It wasn't that he couldn't go on—it was that the soft beauty in his arms needed to rest.
Yun Rong lay nestled against her little man's chest, her fair face blushing crimson.
That gentle, watery temperament of hers now carried a distinct mature charm.
She had always had the aura of a gentle older sister, but now, there was a touch of true womanly allure.
Her silky, smooth skin, her lazy expression, and the naturally seductive air she exuded...
Just one look at her, and no one would ever associate her with a righteous heroine.
Su Qing, too, was thoroughly content.
Physically, he hadn't gotten his full fill, but mentally, he was more than satisfied.
This soft, tender righteous heroine was leagues ahead of that clumsy, tsundere ice block!
This big sister knew how to go with the flow, yielding without resistance—so much better than some stubborn tsundere.
Sigh, tsunderes were so outdated. Big sister types were clearly the way forward!
There were also some unexpected perks.
After this round of healing, his cultivation had reached Postnatal Peak.
It was clear that he had gained a lot during the "treatment."
Rather than feeling weak after recovering, he felt brimming with energy—
So much energy that it was practically spilling out of him.
He was now just one step away from the Third Stage of Martial Arts: Prenatal Realm!
"Xiao Qing, you're really okay now? That's wonderful."
Yun Rong gazed at Su Qing with tender affection, her eyes filled with undisguised love.
Before, because of her status, she had deliberately kept her distance from him.
But now that everything had already happened, there was no need to suppress her feelings any longer.
The gentle older sister had fully transformed into a loving woman, her every expression brimming with tenderness.
At this moment, her heart and soul belonged entirely to Su Qing, her mindset completely traditional.
Her thinking was simple—
Since she had already given herself to him, she would follow him wholeheartedly.
From this day on, the two of them were one and the same.
"Yun Yi, I really didn't expect you to be so inexperienced in this area."
Su Qing glanced at the scattered bloodstains on the sheets and praised her with a smile.
Although he had known she was a virgin, actually seeing it still felt incredible.
No matter how you looked at her, she seemed like someone who would know a lot—yet her actual performance was so awkward and clumsy.
The contrast was absolutely thrilling.
Yun Rong didn't say a word. Just thinking back to her performance made her face burn even hotter.
As a senior, she had completely lost face!
At first, she was worried about his wounds reopening, putting on a confident "leave it to me" expression.
But the moment her clothes came off, she had no idea what to do next.
In the end, she had to rely on him to guide her, and only then did the "treatment" proceed.
Just thinking about it was humiliating!
But even more humiliating things had happened afterward.
After getting some guidance, she had proudly vowed to heal him no matter what.
And the final result?
It didn't even take long before she completely surrendered.
In that state, what healing could there be?
Because of that, the entire "treatment" relied entirely on Su Qing's own effort.
Aside from that little embarrassment, everything else was good news.
Based on his performance just now, she could confidently deduce that her little man's injuries really weren't serious.