"No way," Qi Yan shook his head. "If I could control it, wouldn't I be the number one person in the demon realm?"

"I can control the power within Song Qinghua because it is a part of my mother."

A flash of hatred crossed Qi Yan's eyes. "It's not easy for humans to learn the techniques of the demon race. If they try to figure it out on their own, it will take at least a hundred years to even get started."

"But if you absorb the power of a demon, it will be much easier."

Yun Zhao gasped, "So, that means Song Qinghua..."

He absorbed all the spiritual power of Qi Yan's mother, Qi Yuan!

It is important to know that cultivators maintain their life and appearance through their own spiritual power; the higher their cultivation level, the longer their lifespan.

Conversely, if a person loses their cultivation, they will die after a period of time.

Yun Zhao could imagine how devastated Qi Yuan would be after losing her cultivation.

She felt a chill run down her spine. Even if Qi Yuan was a demon, he had still been husband and wife with Song Qinghua. They say that even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. He really deserved to be punished!

Yun Zhao glanced at Song Qinghua, who was unable to control himself, with disgust. She patted Qi Yan's shoulder to comfort him.

Qi Yan patted her head. "I'm fine. See, I got my revenge, didn't I?"

"That's not enough," Yun Zhao said angrily. "We'll teach him a lesson when we get back!"

Qi Yan smiled and teased, "Zhao Zhao isn't even married to me yet, and you're already protecting me like this?"

Yun Zhao was stunned for a moment, then covered her face, "You're going to marry me!"

Is she... shy?

Qi Yan tidied her hair and chuckled softly.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Yun Zhao tentatively asked, "Qi Yan, if one day—and I mean if—I leave, what will you do?"

"Leave? Where are you going?"

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, "Go find Song Zhiyuan?"

He had witnessed Yun Zhao's intimacy with Song Zhiyuan firsthand; no one could match that level of closeness. Could it be that Yun Zhao was going to leave him and choose Song Zhiyuan instead?

Thinking of this, Qi Yan's face turned very ugly.

Yun Zhao had no idea what he was imagining, so he quickly said, "Of course not, I mean going to a very, very far place."

Hearing her say that, Qi Yan's expression returned to normal. "Where are you going? Just take me with you."

Yun Zhao hesitated and said, "It seems like you can't go to that place."

Qi Yan snorted coldly, "I can't go? Is there any place in this world I can't go?"

“Yun Zhao,” he suddenly grabbed Yun Zhao’s hand, staring intently at her, “you can’t leave me, otherwise…”

As the darkness in Qi Yan's eyes grew thicker and his aura became increasingly strange, Yun Zhao wondered if it was just his imagination, but he saw a black aura surrounding Qi Yan.

At the same time, a powerful demonic force spread from him, but no one noticed it because of Song Qinghua's presence.

This is demonic possession!

Yun Zhao hurriedly said, "Ayan, I won't leave you. I was just joking. Don't take it to heart, okay?"

She shook Qi Yan's hand and said coquettishly, "You've squeezed my hand so hard it hurts."

Qi Yan snapped out of his daze and saw a bluish mark around her wrist. Annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he quickly let go of her wrist.

"I'm sorry," Qi Yan said regretfully, applying ointment to the affected area. "Zhao Zhao, I..."

Yun Zhao interrupted him, "You don't need to apologize. It was my fault. I shouldn't have said I wanted to leave you."

She paused, biting her lip, and said, "What happened to you just now? It was so scary, that black aura..."

Qi Yan froze, "I...that was..."

That was a sign of demonic possession. He was reborn in the dungeon, but was forced to stop his demonic possession due to Yun Zhao's appearance.

After his cultivation was unsealed, his demonic possession continued, but he suppressed it.

Because once he becomes possessed by a demon, he will no longer be able to conceal his aura, and he will no longer be able to stay in the Qingyun Sect or stay by Yun Zhao's side.

However, when he loses control of his emotions, demonic possession will take advantage of his vulnerability and continue uncontrollably.

Yun Zhao hooked her little finger around his and whispered, "Is it what I think?"

Qi Yan nodded with difficulty.

He didn't want to hide it from Yun Zhao.

When the finger on his little finger suddenly left, Qi Yan's heart tightened, and then he felt a pang of sadness.

Sure enough, no cultivator could accept the reality that he was about to fall into demonic possession.

Whether it's a cultivator or a demon, once they fall into demonic possession, their temperament will change drastically, becoming bloodthirsty. Yun Zhao... will definitely be afraid.

Lost in his thoughts, he felt as if he were imprisoned, slowly sinking into the cold seabed...

“Fortunately,” Yun Zhao’s voice rang out above his head, “fortunately we found out early. Ayan, here you go.”

Qi Yan looked up and a jade pendant with strange patterns appeared before him.

He shifted his gaze, and Yun Zhao's radiant smile struck his heart.

"Why are you looking at me? Look at the jade pendant."

Yun Zhao placed the jade pendant in his hand and instructed him, "This is ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, soaked in the juice of jade dew flowers, which has the effect of calming the mind and replenishing vital energy."

"Wear it, and don't let the demonic energy control you."

Yun Zhao kept rambling on and on, and personally put the jade pendant around his waist.

In an instant, spring returned to the earth, and Qi Yan felt that he... had come back to life.

[Affection +5, Current Affection 60]

You passed!

Yun Zhao's smile grew even brighter.

Upon seeing her smiling face, Qi Yan's cheeks suddenly flushed crimson.

Zhao Zhao smiled at me, and didn't seem to mind that I had become a demon. Did she like me?

Qi Yan coughed, "Zhao Zhao, what kind of pattern is this?"

“This is the sun,” Yun Zhao touched the rather abstract pattern on the jade pendant. “It might be a little ugly, but I tried my best…”

The sun in a simple line drawing looks simple, but carving it is extremely difficult.

She put in a tremendous amount of effort to carve it to be barely even remotely similar.

Yun Zhao took out the first draft and showed Qi Yan what the sun originally looked like.

“It’s beautiful,” Qi Yan said with a slight smile. “Zhao Zhao has a real talent for sculpting.”

No wonder he was once the infamous demon Qi Yan, who dominated the entire cultivation world; he can lie without batting an eye.

While the two were talking, a commotion broke out in the front yard again. The Tong family head and others had finally managed to capture Song Qinghua and knock him unconscious when the Song family elders arrived.

The Song family elders asked them to release Song Qinghua and sit down to talk, but the Tong family head refused, saying he was afraid the Song family would show favoritism and let Song Qinghua, this evil cultivator, go.

The old men below were arguing, and Yun Zhao only glanced at them before losing interest. Seeing this, Qi Yan led her away from the tree.

In the front yard, the eldest elder, who was negotiating with the Tong family head and others, suddenly glanced at the tree. He had just sensed a strange yet somewhat familiar aura, but when he scanned it with his divine sense, he found nothing.

The Tong family head was aggressive, so the Grand Elder withdrew his divine sense and focused on arguing with him.

The Song family's forbidden area was located in a corner of the Song residence. There were almost no guards patrolling the area, and if it weren't for Qi Yan, Yun Zhao wouldn't have even noticed it.

She asked curiously, "Is this really a forbidden area? There's no one guarding it, and they're not afraid of outsiders going in."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan glanced at her.

Yun Zhao touched his head, "Wh-what's wrong?"

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