Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

Bathhouse.

The large tub accommodating several people was filled with hot water, steam rising, and scattered with crimson petals on the surface.

Jian Yue had already removed her outer robe and looked back at Mo Xiaolan and Fang Xue:

"Hurry up and undress!"

Mo Xiaolan looked at her seriously and suddenly asked, "Are you Ye Xiyue now, or Jian Yue?"

Jian Yue’s playful expression suddenly froze, and after a brief moment, it turned icy cold:

"You can actually tell."

Mo Xiaolan said, "If it were really Jian Yue, she would only think of dragging Qin Gengyun in here, not look for us."

"Hmph, that bitch!"

Ye Xiyue’s face turned frosty, and in her hand suddenly appeared a long sword gleaming with chilling light.

An orchid flew out from Mo Xiaolan’s left shoulder, while Fang Xue was surrounded by begonias and lotuses.

The three of them faced each other through the rising steam from the bath, locked in a standoff for a long time.

Ye Xiyue said faintly, "I have reached Half-Step Divinity Transformation, and long ago resolved the poison of the Soul-devouring Pill. Today, all of you will die."

Mo Xiaolan said, "Su Hongling is also Half-Step Divinity Transformation, and still no match for Sister Qiu."

Ye Xiyue’s voice was icy: "Xia Qinglian is injured, she can’t stop me either."

Fang Xue was startled, "Sister Qiu is injured?"

Mo Xiaolan’s expression changed slightly, but then she regained her composure:

"Even if you are Half-Step Divinity Transformation, can you kill us all?"

"If Jian Yue suddenly emerges, you’ll be imprisoned again."

Ye Xiyue said coldly, "That’s still better than the demon embryo continuing to defile my body!"

The atmosphere in the bathhouse grew even more tense, the orchid from Mo Xiaolan and begonia lotus from Fang Xue trembled slightly, ready to attack at any moment.

"The Soul Separation Body Technique has a characteristic, high levels suppress low levels among practitioners."

Suddenly, Qiu Zhihe’s voice came from outside the door:

"You’ve reached the Seventh Layer, do you know which layer I’ve reached?"

Ye Xiyue’s face changed: "I set up an Isolation Array, how did you hear?"

A compact and cool laugh came from outside: "What array in the world could stop me?"

Ye Xiyue’s expression was icy cold, "Then let’s see!"

She was about to swing the Immortal Sword in her hand when her body suddenly stiffened, feeling an even more painful spiritual power chaos than when the Soul-devouring Pill acted up!

Clang!

The long sword in her hand fell to the ground, and Ye Xiyue fell to the floor with a thud, screaming in agony.

"Xia Qinglian! Ah!! You, you deliberately gave me the Soul Separation Body Technique just to continue controlling me? Ah!!"

The door was pushed open, and Qiu Zhihe walked in gracefully, standing in front of Ye Xiyue, looking down at her coldly:

"Both you and Jian Yue wanted the Soul Separation Body Technique. I gave it to you, what more do you want?"

Ye Xiyue clutched her foot, screaming, "Stop, stop!"

"Hm?" Qiu Zhihe looked down at her indifferently.

Ye Xiyue’s expression was distorted, her whole body convulsing, but in the end, she did not beg for mercy.

Moments later, she unexpectedly clung to Qiu Zhihe’s leg, sticking out her tongue as if to lick it, when Qiu Zhihe kicked her away, her eyebrows furrowed:

"Jian Yue, what do you think you’re doing?"

"Heh heh heh, Madam, I am obedient, please spare me."

Jian Yue raised her head, her face full of charm and flattery, licking her lips, completely destroying Ye Xiyue’s icy demeanor.

Qiu Zhihe snorted coldly, releasing the restriction of the Soul Separation Body Technique on Jian Yue.

Jian Yue no longer in pain, chuckled, then suddenly stripped off her clothes and stood naked, as Qiu Zhihe’s eyes turned cold, and the bathhouse door slammed shut.

"Madam, rest assured, I know this mere rouge and vulgar powder can’t catch the master’s eye. It’s just that with Madam pregnant, for ten months, what if the master desires...?"

She lifted her long leg, stepping into the tub with a giggle:

"Ye Xiyue is an Innate Top-grade Spirit Root, why not let her serve the master, thus temporarily fulfilling spousal duties, and also help improve his Spirit Root, isn’t it the best of both worlds?"

Fang Xue blushed listening, murmuring: "But now you’re Jian Yue?"

Jian Yue laughed again: "But this body is Ye Xiyue’s! When Madam gives birth, it’s possible that Ye Xiyue might also carry the master’s child, isn’t it wonderful?"

Mo Xiaolan spat angrily: "Shameless!"

Jian Yue raised her hand, splashing water from the tub towards Mo Xiaolan, laughing coquettishly:

"Oh dear, I forgot Second Madam is here too, no rush, if you’re willing, I’d gladly serve the master with you!"

Mo Xiaolan’s face flushed, blocking the water splash from Jian Yue, "You demon embryo, shameless!"

Qiu Zhihe sneered, "You are about to be separated from Ye Xiyue, and yet you think of defiling Ye Xiyue’s body, aren’t you afraid she’ll retaliate against you?"

Jian Yue’s flirtatious smile vanished: "It seems nothing escapes Madam."

Qiu Zhihe said coldly, "Just now you intentionally let Ye Xiyue out, simply to see if you could suppress her. If you could leave your demon seed in her body, even if your bodies separate in the future, you still couldn’t be troubled by her."

"Too bad your cultivation isn’t enough to birth a demon seed, right?"

Jian Yue rose from the tub, water flowing down her perfect curves, stepping out of the tub and kneeling before Qiu Zhihe:

"Madam, since you’ve reached the Ninth Layer of the Soul Separation Body Technique, might you help this servant?"

"Should I succeed in creating a new body, I vow to serve you as my master for eternity!"

Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, then suddenly placed her hand on Jian Yue’s head, infusing her with a strange spiritual power.

"This is the Soul-Departing Demon Seed. When you form a new body, you can plant it into Ye Xiyue’s body."

Jian Yue felt it carefully, then looked up at Qiu Zhihe: "Madam, this is your demon seed, meaning Ye Xiyue will be under your control, correct?"

Qiu Zhihe nodded, "With Ye Xiyue under my control, you will be free, aren’t you satisfied?"

Jian Yue bowed her head quickly, "Thank you, Madam!"

With that, she returned to the tub, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, the water in the tub surged upward, transforming into waves wrapping around Jian Yue.

Then, the waves turned half-black and half-white, like a cocoon.

"This is..."

"Jian Yue and Ye Xiyue are separating now, let’s go outside."

Mo Xiaolan and Fang Xue were in surprise when Qiu Zhihe led them out of the bathhouse, with a casual wave, several Guardian Arrays appeared, protecting the entire bathhouse.

"This is the Soul Separation Body Technique? Truly strange."

Fang Xue watched the bathhouse now completely encased in a black cocoon, murmuring unconsciously.

Mo Xiaolan suddenly realized something, looking at Qiu Zhihe in alarm:

"Sister Qiu, you said you reached the Ninth Layer of the Soul Separation Body Technique, then you..."

Fang Xue also realized, looking at Qiu Zhihe with concern:

"Sister Qiu, is the person now truly you?"