Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 268 - 73: Mo Xiaolan Versus Ye Xiyue

Qin Gengyun and five women stayed in the hot spring for a day and a night—of course, one of them was asleep the whole time and could be ignored.

Mo Xiaolan also waited outside for a day. At first, her mind was a bit unsettled, having witnessed such a shocking scene.

Taoist Friend Qiu is his main wife, the most beautiful in appearance. Although slightly short, her figure is exceptionally outstanding.

Susu is his sister-in-law, light and delicate in build, with an aura of spiritual energy, and a well-proportioned figure.

Taoist Friend Si is also an acquaintance, having bathed together with him in Xingluo Town. She is alluring, with a voluptuous figure.

Another tall and athletic woman, appearing to be from the Northern Wilderness, has a robust temperament but a clear and pure beauty in her features, and her figure stands out the most among the women...

All are stronger than me.

For some reason, Mo Xiaolan unconsciously compared each of them to herself.

But once she started cultivating, her heart quickly calmed down.

I am a confidante to Qin Gengyun; I only need to support him. Why compare myself to others?

With this clarity of mind, Mo Xiaolan felt the spiritual power within her flow more smoothly. As she sat in meditation outside the Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring for a day, her cultivation showed signs of breaking through.

Suddenly, a faint yet piercingly cold aura approached.

Mo Xiaolan’s heart skipped a beat, and she opened her eyes.

This aura was truly special, or rather, extremely strong.

It was the strongest she had encountered so far.

Mo Xiaolan slowly stood up, a light sweat forming on her palms.

This aura carried a murderous intent.

Before her appeared two figures, both wearing white robes. One had an extremely cold demeanor and a stunning appearance, rivaling Qiu Zhihe.

Beside her was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with features as delicate as a painting and a touch of innocence.

"Xiaoxue?"

Mo Xiaolan recognized her. They had once been cellmates in the dungeon of the Chang Mansion in Xingluo Town.

Fang Xue’s stubbornness and determination bore some similarity to Mo Xiaolan. Their ages were also quite close, making them quite compatible.

But seeing Mo Xiaolan now, Fang Xue showed a moment of surprise before her face turned anxious.

"Sister Mo, why are you here?"

Mo Xiaolan looked at Fang Xue, then at the cold woman beside her, from whom the murderous intent was emanating.

Mo Xiaolan moved her feet, blocking the stone wall entrance to the Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring behind her.

"Xiaoxue, who is this?"

"Sister Mo, she is my senior sister, Xiyue Peak Master of Zhenyang Sect... Ye Xiyue."

Mo Xiaolan’s heart skipped a beat, and the sweat in her palms increased.

Ye Xiyue.

The name was incredibly renowned.

A genius with an Innate Top-grade Spirit Root, ranked in the top fifty on the Ascension Chart, third on the Beauty Ranking, who crossed boundaries at fifteen to kill an elder of the Celestial Fall Sect, and reached Nascent Soul at twenty...

Her deeds were numerous, known to everyone in the Cultivation Realm.

Hearing that this cold and absolutely beautiful, fiercely sharp woman was Ye Xiyue, Mo Xiaolan wasn’t surprised.

Because the legendary Ye Xiyue was supposed to be like this.

Or rather, no one but this beautiful and powerful woman deserved the name "Ye Xiyue."

But Mo Xiaolan still blocked the entrance to the hot spring, bowing to Ye Xiyue:

"Taoist Friend Ye, what brings you here?"

Ye Xiyue’s gaze passed over her, seemingly penetrating the stone wall, her delicate brows slightly furrowing:

"Third Junior Sister is inside, and so is Qin Gengyun’s wife."

She was about to move inside, but Mo Xiaolan blocked her, finally drawing Ye Xiyue’s attention.

Mo Xiaolan said, "Taoist Friend Ye, my friend is inside. If you wish to bathe, the other springs nearby are available."

Ye Xiyue’s gaze lingered on Mo Xiaolan for a moment, her voice indifferent:

"Move aside."

Mo Xiaolan looked to Fang Xue, who was silent for a moment before speaking:

"Sister Mo, don’t let her in. My senior sister isn’t a good person."

Mo Xiaolan was a bit surprised, not expecting Fang Xue to speak of her senior sister that way, but it only made her more determined to stand in Ye Xiyue’s way.

Ye Xiyue turned to Fang Xue, speaking calmly: "Junior Sister, your Tao Heart is unsettled."

Fang Xue replied, "Senior Sister, ever since I saw Senior Brother Luo abandon us as sacrifices and saw you betray Third Sister, my Tao Heart has been unsettled."

Ye Xiyue nodded, looking at Mo Xiaolan once more: "If you don’t move, you will die."

With that, her long hair gently fluttered as a faint white light appeared on her body.

"Foundation Establishment Fifth-Layer?"

Mo Xiaolan’s pupils contracted. Unlike most cultivators whose spiritual power pressure surged violently, Ye Xiyue’s spiritual power pressure was naturally revealed, resonating with the Laws of Heaven and Earth.

The battle of Celestial Ridge Mountain was known to all. It was said that Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling besieged the Demon Sect Saintess Xia Qinglian, ultimately killing her but also suffering severe injuries themselves, causing a significant drop in their cultivation.

Now it seemed the rumors were true.

Ye Xiyue’s cultivation had indeed dropped to only the Fifth-Layer of Foundation Establishment.

Yet Mo Xiaolan felt a strange intuition.

This Foundation Establishment Fifth-Layer could likely rival the combat power of a Golden Core.

Is this the fairy who shook all of Hongzhou?

No, at this moment, the killing intent on Ye Xiyue was fierce. She didn’t seem like a fairy, but rather a cold and merciless devil.

The orchid on Mo Xiaolan’s left shoulder emitted a brilliant light, flying into her hand. At the same time, a faint glow appeared on Mo Xiaolan, somewhat resembling Ye Xiyue.

Fang Xue stared blankly at Mo Xiaolan, murmuring:

"A breakthrough during battle?"

Stimulated by Ye Xiyue’s powerful aura earlier, the cultivation Mo Xiaolan had at the peak of the Third-Layer of Foundation Establishment stepped another level, reaching the Fourth-Layer.

Ye Xiyue showed some surprise, finally taking a serious look at Mo Xiaolan, as if recalling something.

"Mo Xiaolan, the one ranked one thousand on the Ascension Chart?"

When the Ascension Chart was revealed to the whole Hongzhou Continent a few days ago, Mo Xiaolan was named on both charts, and Ye Xiyue naturally saw it.

However, she seemed indifferent to the Beauty Ranking, only mentioning the Ascension Chart.

Mo Xiaolan nodded: "Taoist Friend Ye, I am Mo Xiaolan."

Ye Xiyue spoke faintly: "It’s not easy for a loose cultivator to make the ranking. Don’t make mistakes."

Mo Xiaolan replied, "My friend is inside; I can’t step aside."

"Very well."

As soon as Ye Xiyue finished speaking, she raised her jade-like finger, and a faint white light flew towards Mo Xiaolan.

It seemed like a sword aura, yet also like fireworks, resembling flowing water.

Without explosive power, it floated like a wisp of smoke, gently reaching Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan’s face changed; the orchid in her hand grew large in an instant, blocking the faint light.

The next moment, Mo Xiaolan’s graceful body flew backward, crashing through the stone wall, landing in the spring where Qin Gengyun and the others were. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Sister Mo!"

Fang Xue exclaimed, then froze.

The stone wall collapsed, revealing the scene inside.

A hot spring appeared before their eyes, mist rising, vapor swirling, like an earthly paradise.

But in this paradise, a man and four women sat in the water.

"Uncle Qin, Sister Qiu, Sister Su, Third Junior Sister!"

Fang Xue saw Qin Gengyun, Qiu Zhihe, Liu Su, and Si Minglan, along with another unfamiliar but attractive woman, casually soaking in the spring.

"Sister Qiu is injured?"

Seeing Qiu Zhihe’s pale face and closed eyes, Fang Xue immediately understood that Uncle Qin and Sister Su were healing Sister Qiu.

So husband and sister-in-law were bathing together to heal the wife, while his confidante guarded outside?

A strange feeling flickered past her mind.

Ye Xiyue also saw the scene inside; a trace of surprised blush swept her cold face, quickly replaced by calm, her gaze landing on Qiu Zhihe’s face, a hint of a smile appearing at her lips:

"Found you!"