Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 126: Iceberg Melts, Waters Flow Gently

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Iceberg Melts, Waters Flow Gently

[Marital Affection +10]

[Marital Affection: 50/100. Stage of Marital Affection: Iceberg Thawing, Gentle Stream. Bonus: 3]

[Cultivation Points Obtained This Time: 5]

In the bedroom, illusory words appeared before Qin Gengyun.

He felt joyful inside, my relationship with my wife has finally progressed to the next level!

This joy was not just from gaining an additional cultivation point from labor, but more from the significant change in his wife’s attitude towards him.

In the past, during cultivation, Qin Gengyun was always the passive party, like a tool, unable to make any other moves.

But just now, he had turned the tables.

His wife was no longer so domineering and aggressive, but rather gentle, allowing him to take the lead.

Qin Gengyun finally experienced the feeling of actively approaching his wife as a husband.

Indeed, a brief separation outshone a new marriage; after just two days apart, even my iceberg of a wife is starting to thaw!

At this moment, Qiu Zhihe was not like usual, turning her back after labor but rather being held in Qin Gengyun’s arms, her small face resting on his chest.

She exhibited a gentle obedience like a little bird relying on someone.

Feelings of conquest rose within Qin Gengyun, as he embraced Qiu Zhihe’s shoulders and laughed heartily:

"Wife, have you rested well? Shall we..."

"Why were you holding Susu just now?"

Suddenly, a cold voice drifted out from the gentle and obedient mouth, causing Qin Gengyun’s body to stiffen as he hurriedly explained:

"Wife, you’ve misunderstood, Susu used the Mist Spirit Eye to heal me, at that time, I was utterly exhausted. She helped me dress and brought me to the bedroom to rest."

"Why were you holding Susu?"

Qiu Zhihe repeated, and suddenly, the adorable figure he was holding seemed to transform into a block of ice.

"Wife, listen to me, Susu suddenly started crying, I was only comforting her."

"Didn’t you say you couldn’t move? How could you still hold her?"

"I..."

"Since you can’t move, don’t move tonight."

After saying that, Qiu Zhihe wriggled out of Qin Gengyun’s arms and turned her back.

Qin Gengyun quickly leaned over and hugged her from behind: "Wife, Susu is just a child, I treat her like a sister, really!"

"Let go!"

Qiu Zhihe said coldly.

"No!"

Qin Gengyun started acting stubborn.

Qiu Zhihe raised her hand to hit him, but Qin Gengyun closed his eyes, yet held her tighter.

Seeing him like this, remembering his recent injury, Qiu Zhihe ultimately couldn’t act, only letting him embrace her.

Just for tonight, for this one night.

Qin Gengyun was still recovering and not fit for continuous labor; the two simply leaned quietly against each other.

However, the tranquility of this moment was already enough; Qiu Zhihe felt herself softening as well, closing her eyes slightly, moving backward a bit until her whole body nestled into his arms.

Moments later, Qin Gengyun’s hand started to wander upward, Qiu Zhihe opened her eyes and caught his hand.

Qin Gengyun dared not move anymore, obediently holding her.

"How did it feel to kill for the second time?"

Qiu Zhihe suddenly asked.

Qin Gengyun’s grip tightened slightly, then he replied:

"Not as nervous anymore, even when their sword cut into me, my mind was clear about what to do next, even..."

Qin Gengyun paused, continued:

"When I killed Chang Chunzi, I was calm inside. Wife..."

Qin Gengyun gently tightened his grip, holding the petite Qiu Zhihe tightly in his arms:

"I can truly protect you now!"

The second magical combat greatly enhanced Qin Gengyun.

Previously, daily sparring with his master improved him, but it was not a deadly battle.

This time, in magical combat with Chang Chunzi, he took the initiative, meticulously planned, step by step cornering a Sixth-Layer Qi Cultivator to death.

Meanwhile, he gained many insights from the three body cultivation techniques he practiced.

Next time, when facing adversaries, Qin Gengyun would no longer be at a loss or nervous.

In fact, a part of him faintly hoped for more magical combat.

Between life and death, cultivation, techniques, and mindset grow the fastest.

Qin Gengyun’s voice carried excitement, but Qiu Zhihe calmly said:

"Sleep."

Qin Gengyun was taken aback; seeing Qiu Zhihe silent, he too was quite weary and quickly fell asleep while holding his wife.

After one incense stick time, when Qin Gengyun was fully asleep, Qiu Zhihe gently pulled away his arm and got out of bed.

Walking out of the room, she saw Liu Su sitting cross-legged on the table, cheeks resting on her hand, lost in thought.

Upon hearing the door open, Liu Su turned and exclaimed:

"Saintess, why did you come out?"

Qiu Zhihe walked to her, her expression cold, and Liu Su hurriedly raised her hand:

"Saintess, don’t misunderstand, I have no interest in that guy, I just suddenly remembered Senior Sister Hongtang and the others, used his clothes to wipe my tears that’s all."

Qiu Zhihe suddenly spoke: "He’s becoming more like one from the Cyan Lotus Sect."

Liu Su was momentarily stunned, then clapped: "That’s good!"

Qiu Zhihe glanced at her: "Good?"

Liu Su immediately jumped off the table, took Qiu Zhihe’s arm, and said with a chuckle:

"Saintess, think about it, now you two are inseparable. He can’t leave you, and you don’t want to leave him, right?"

Qiu Zhihe coldly responded: "I can leave him anytime."

"Sure, sure, our Saintess is the coldest and most ruthless in the world, but that guy can’t live without you! Since he’s becoming more like the Cyan Lotus Sect, why don’t we just have him join, then you wouldn’t have to hide your identity, and can openly be together with him!"

Liu Su said excitedly.

Qiu Zhihe remained calm, her voice cold:

"The Cyan Lotus Sect no longer exists."

Liu Su quickly said: "But Saintess, you are still here, and I’m here, if Qin Gengyun joins, perhaps we could revive the Cyan Lotus Sect!"

Qiu Zhihe said faintly: "I don’t want him to be chased and killed like us."

Liu Su said: "But Miss, you said, his actions are increasingly like those from the Cyan Lotus Sect! Continuing like this, even if he doesn’t join, one day he’ll be regarded as part of the Demon Sect remnants!"

Qiu Zhihe’s calm demeanor subtly changed, showing guilt on her face:

"I’ve influenced him."

"Saintess..."

Liu Su was silent for a moment, seriously looking at Qiu Zhihe, then suddenly asked:

"Why are we called the Demon Sect? Why do those righteous path sects insist on eliminating us?"

Qiu Zhihe was taken aback, slowly shook her head: "I don’t know... I only know, they want to kill me, so I kill them."

Liu Su hugged Qiu Zhihe, resting her head on her shoulder:

"Miss, have you ever thought, to stop seeking revenge, stop being the Saintess, and just live peacefully with your husband, cultivate together, pursue the Dao together, wouldn’t that be wonderful?"

Qiu Zhihe suddenly stood up: "Such words, don’t say them again."

After speaking, she returned to the bedroom.

Liu Su lay on the table, propping her chin on the back of her hand, her eyes spinning:

"If the Saintess had a child, I bet she wouldn’t be so stubborn then!"