Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 466 452: Shang Miaoyan: Fortune Changes in 30 Years! Never Bully a Poor Loser Dog

When Shang Miaoyan shouted, "I don't agree!" both Qing Yueqiu and Lu Ruoxi turned to glower at her.

However, Shang Miaoyan paid them no mind, her eyes fixed solely on Pei Yuhang.

She only cared about what Pei Yuhang thought. He was the one who would make the final decision.

"I don't need the Dan Yun Pavilion's resources or its cultivation environment. And when it comes right down to it... I just don't trust them.

Pei Yuhang, don't forget your promise! You said you would take me in! Don't you dare do this halfway and just push me off onto someone else!"

Seeing this woman dare to guilt-trip her Junior Brother Pei, Lu Ruoxi felt a surge of anger flare within her.

Her slender fingers clenched into a fist, knuckles turning white as her crimson lips parted.

"You—"

"That's enough, Senior Sister."

Pei Yuhang suddenly spoke, moving to subtly place himself between the two women.

"Xiaoxuan is right. I was the one who promised to take her in. I appreciate your kind offer, Senior Sister, but Xiaoxuan will continue to stay at my estate."

"..."

Seeing that Pei Yuhang's mind was made up, Lu Ruoxi sighed in helpless resignation.

She knew that once Junior Brother Pei had made a decision, nothing she said could change his mind.

But Lu Ruoxi couldn't stand the thought of some shady Fox Spirit hiding away in Pei Yuhang's estate. She knew the full extent of Pei Yuhang's charisma; even the most virtuous Fairy would be driven mad by his charm after getting close to him.

'Therefore, any woman who gets close to Junior Brother Pei is a bad woman!'

As her eyes flickered, Lu Ruoxi quietly sent a voice transmission to Pei Yuhang:

"Junior Brother, you must be careful with this woman. If anything happens, you must let me know... With Junior Sister Ye away, I'll be sure to take extra care of you for her."

Pei Yuhang nodded but said nothing.

"Xiaoxuan, go and get some rest."

"Mhm..."

Shang Miaoyan pursed her lips, a flicker of resentment in her eyes.

Although she wanted to stay and observe just how Lu Ruoxi had managed to get back to Xiaohan's side.

But the situation was not in her favor, so she had no choice but to leave for now.

Just before leaving, she tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping coldly over Lu Ruoxi and Qing Yueqiu, a hidden scorn in her eyes.

'Those two bitches! Daring to suggest to Pei Yuhang that I should be the one to leave!'

'Hmph. The tables will turn.'

'Once Xiaohan is mine, I'm going to relish the sight of your ugly, regret-filled faces, you pathetic losers!'

'When that time comes, I'll be sure to send you special little albums of Xiaohan, leaving you to stare at the pictures and suffer alone through the endless nights!'

Shang Miaoyan thought resentfully, then turned and left. The hem of her skirt brushed over the threshold, her departing figure a picture of arrogance and defiance.

Qing Yueqiu stared after her, her eyes darkening as she sighed internally. 'What a pity—I couldn't use this chance to completely drive that annoying outsider out of the home I share with Master.'

'I'll just have to find another chance.'

'In any case... the Cold Palace Sword Mansion can't take in any more outsiders!'

Once Shang Miaoyan's figure had completely vanished, Pei Yuhang withdrew his gaze and turned to the other two.

"Yueqiu, why don't you tell Senior Sister Lu what's been going on with you lately."

Qing Yueqiu nodded gently, her long lashes drooping as she spoke in a soft, low voice, "Sister... Lu, I've been having a strange dream lately."

"Every time I wake up, I can't remember the dream's content. I just feel utterly exhausted, and my Essence, Qi, and Spirit are growing weaker..."

At this, Qing Yueqiu suddenly paused, a flicker of conflict in her eyes.

She was hesitant, debating whether to tell Lu Ruoxi about the delusion that she was pregnant.

Perhaps Lu Ruoxi could help her resolve it.

But saying something like that would be a tacit admission to Lu Ruoxi about her and Master...

She bit her lip, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to say the words. She simply lowered her head, her long lashes casting a shadow that concealed the complex emotions in her eyes.

Lu Ruoxi pondered for a moment, her expression turning serious.

"It involves dreams... and you can't remember their content. That is suspicious indeed."

Cultivators have extraordinary memories, and their minds are far more stable than those of mortals.

Under normal circumstances, they don't dream. Even if they do, it's impossible for them to forget the contents.

If a situation like this occurs, it's either because they've been struck by an enemy's Curse Evil Technique, or... it's a Dao Heart Demon.

Or perhaps their Divine Soul and physical body have been corrupted by something strange.

In any case, none of the outcomes were good.

Lu Ruoxi suspected that Qing Yueqiu had probably developed a Dao Heart Demon.

With a flip of her fair hand, a lustrous, jade-like Elixir appeared in her palm. A faint Spiritual Light flickered from the intricate patterns on its surface.

"Yueqiu, I prepared a Soul-Stabilizing Pill for you before I came. It's designed to heal the Divine Soul. This Soul-Stabilizing Pill will fortify your Divine Soul and allow you to directly confront your inner Heart Demon within the Heart Lake of your Sea of Consciousness."

"Take it and rest for now. I will concoct a corresponding Spirit Pill for you depending on how you fare."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Lu."

Qing Yueqiu couldn't help but marvel. No wonder Alchemists were so precious. When something went wrong with one's cultivation, having an Alchemist around was truly a great comfort.

She took the Soul-Stabilizing Pill from Lu Ruoxi. The moment she put it in her mouth, the Spirit Pill dissolved instantly, a warm, gentle medicinal power spreading through her limbs like a spring breeze.

Qing Yueqiu immediately felt a warm current envelop her Divine Soul, and the fatigue of the past several days was swept away in its wake.

"Yueqiu, calm your mind! Use the Soul-Stabilizing Pill's power to dive into the depths of your Sea of Consciousness!" Lu Ruoxi's voice seemed to drift in from far away.

Following Lu Ruoxi's instructions, Qing Yueqiu took a deep breath, and her Divine Soul gradually submerged into profound darkness...

Pei Yuhang stood silently to one side. He watched his disciple's brow gradually smooth out, yet his own sharp brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes churning with unconcealable worry.

He was her master, yet he was helpless when his disciple's Dao Heart suffered a setback. The sense of powerlessness made his chest feel tight.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Pei. The issue of a Heart Demon is something almost every Cultivator encounters. Generally, it's not a particularly big obstacle."

"Yueqiu will surely be able to overcome it."

A faint, sweet scent suddenly wafted past his nose.

Lu Ruoxi had come to stand beside him at some point. When her crimson lips parted, her voice was even more gentle than usual.

Pei Yuhang turned to meet her gaze, the tense line of his jaw finally softening.

"Yes. With your help, Senior Sister, Yueqiu will surely make it through this ordeal."

Pei Yuhang gave Lu Ruoxi a grateful nod, then resumed his patient vigil, waiting for any change in Yueqiu.

An hour slowly passed.

Wisps of black, murky Spiritual Qi began to seep from Qing Yueqiu's body.

"Wonderful! It looks like Yueqiu is purging the impurities from her Divine Soul."

Lu Ruoxi exclaimed in delight, and the deep furrow in Pei Yuhang's brow finally smoothed out.

But in the next instant, startling streams of blood began to flow from Qing Yueqiu's seven orifices. Her delicate body fell backward as if she had been dealt a heavy blow, and the breath caught in the throats of the two people present.