How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

What's going on? Is she dreaming?

"uh-huh……"

A soft cry of pain came from Ming Qiuyang's mouth, and Ye Yueyue finally realized what was happening.

Oh, it's not that she wasn't in pain, it's that the wrong person was pinched.

She stopped, mentally questioning Huanling Sha, "What happened? What does 'complete destruction of cultivation' mean?"

[Master!!! You're finally awake! I almost thought you weren't coming back!]

[Don't start wailing and crying to me later. First, tell me what happened. I need to know the truth before I die.]

Ye Yueyue was almost frantic. She felt as if she had been bewitched. Thinking of this, she turned her gaze to Ming Qiuyang.

Could this kid be some kind of bewitching demon?

Just like in the TV dramas of my past life, humans and demons are destined to be apart; to be together, they have to risk their lives...

Huanling Sha's voice was a little soft, and she sounded guilty.

[I forgot to tell you, Master, being together after forming a contract can accelerate your cultivation, but it will also increase their attraction to you. Only by remaining a virgin can your cultivation speed be fast. Once Master breaks this taboo, all your cultivation will be destroyed!!!]

what?

I've already removed all the bitter tea seeds, and you're telling me this?

Ye Yueyue almost cried out in surprise, her expression changing repeatedly before finally falling silent.

What kind of ridiculous rule is this? So you can only look at it but not eat it?

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Don't tell me it's only possible after ascension..."

"No, there are no restrictions once you reach the Nascent Soul stage!" Huanling Sha's voice was full of confidence.

Ye Yueyue: ...?

Huanling Sha's words were as simple and easy as eating, leaving Ye Yueyue speechless. Just as she was about to ask for more information, a low, husky voice suddenly came to her ear.

"you……"

Her delicate, husky voice was alluring.

She looked up and found Ming Qiuyang looking at her with a complicated expression.

Ye Yueyue then realized the situation. After a moment of silence, she pretended to be confused and stood up, muttering to herself, "What's wrong with me?"

Then, as if she had just noticed him on the ground, Ye Yueyue reached out to pull him up, asking, "Brother, are you alright?"

The whole process took less than two seconds.

His clothes were still disheveled, his collar slightly open, revealing glimpses of what lay beneath. His thin lips were glistening with moisture, giving him a kind of messy yet beautiful appearance.

They were so close that Ye Yueyue could clearly hear his disordered breathing.

The air was filled with his faint, pleasant fragrance.

At this moment, Ming Qiuyang was breathing heavily, and his light blue eyes were unfathomable, filled with intense desire.

Seeing this, Ye Yueyue secretly swallowed and helped him up from the ground. Before he could speak, she slid down to her knees and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

I did it on purpose.

Ming Qiuyang stared into her clear, deep eyes for a few seconds without saying a word.

"I'm sorry... I couldn't control myself."

Ming Qiuyang recalled the scene just now, and the emotions he had finally managed to calm down surged up again, his heart pounding wildly.

He frowned, his gaze sweeping over the girl's apologetic face. Her bright eyes reflected his own, and suddenly he couldn't stay angry anymore.

Ming Qiuyang didn't know what was wrong with him; it seemed like he was out of control every time he met her.

"Brother, don't you want to talk to me anymore?"

A voice, trembling with tears, rang out, its clear tone instantly pulling Ming Qiuyang back to reality. He lowered his eyelashes, banishing the thoughts from his mind:

"No."

"really?"

"Yes, really. It's getting late, I'll head back now." Ming Qiuyang nodded.

He straightened his clothes, and when his gaze fell on the disheveled collar, Ming Qiuyang's slender fingers paused. He then quickly left the courtyard as if fleeing in panic.

Through the faint moonlight, Ye Yueyue could see his back stagger slightly.

……

Early the next morning.

The Xuanling Sect was very lively today, with more people than in the previous few events, because the sect competition had reached its climax.

Today, the top 100 players of Sword Peak will be determined. The participants are the top 100 from yesterday and the top 100 from the previous year.

Ye Yueyue thought she would soon see Yue Du make an appearance, but the elder announced that the top ten would not have to participate in the first round, but only in the second and third rounds.

"The first round begins." After the elder in charge explained the competition rules and the participating disciples took turns drawing lots, he announced the start of the round.

One hundred and ninety people participated in the first round of battles. Compared to yesterday, today's battles were obviously more interesting, not only in terms of a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, but also in terms of being more entertaining.

Ye Yueyue stared intently.

Each person only competed once, and the arena was very large, so the battle of 190 people was decided in just one hour, and only 90 people made it into the top 100.

Ye Yueyue saw some familiar figures among them, such as Zhao Angran, Sheng Ning, and Senior Sister Ning Shuang.

There are also some that are familiar but whose names I can't recall.

After the first round of competition, the number of people to be engraved on the name wall this year has been basically determined.

The elder immediately announced the second round of battles.

This match was a 100-to-50 round, followed by a 50-to-10 round. Since there were few spots to advance, the ranking was based on the time taken to win or lose. Everyone was giving it their all and wanted to finish the match quickly.

The top ten were finally determined after the third round of the second competition.

After the disciples rested for a while, the elder in charge announced the third round of the competition: "The first match of the third round is about to begin."

The matchups will still be decided by drawing lots.

At this moment, only nine people remained on the competition stage. The other ninety disciples had all been eliminated, including three people that Ye Yueyue recognized.

Zhao Angran, Ning Shuang, and what surprised Ye Yueyue the most was that Ming Qiuyang was also among them.

Isn't he a beast tamer?

Most beast tamers don't have the talent for sword cultivation, but Ming Qiuyang is an exception. I didn't think much of him when I first met him, but I never expected him to make it all the way to the finals.

However, Ye Yueyue thought about it again and realized that he was a genius cultivator chosen by Huanling Sha, so it wasn't surprising.

She has only met three suitable candidates in all this time. There are also many other talented people. As a major sect, none of the direct disciples are lacking in talent. Each one is very strong and has profound attainments in different fields.

There were dozens of them in total, but none of them reacted to the Illusionary Veil.

The vast Xuanling Sect, including its servants and disciples, numbered in the tens of thousands, yet only two people met the standards for the Illusionary Spirit Veil.

What is this concept?

Thinking of this, Ye Yueyue couldn't help but sigh. She was really lucky that Ming Qiuyang hadn't killed her for her bold actions.

Just as her thoughts were wandering, she felt someone stand up beside her, bringing with him a gentle breeze and the faint scent of pine wood after a snowfall.

Ye Yueyue looked up and saw Yue Du walking down the river.

She immediately smiled and gave him a thumbs-up, "Go, Senior Brother Yue! Dominate the battlefield!"