Feed Me, Qizhen! - Chapter 1

When I descended the mountain for my trial, I followed my Senior Brother’s advice and tried to seduce people along the mountain path.

Dressed in a mortal’s cloth skirt, I suddenly crashed into a passing immortal.

Then, with an “ah,” I spun in place and sat softly on the ground.

Under the silent gaze of a group of young men brimming with Yang Energy.

I swiftly tugged at my collar, exposing my left shoulder.

“This humble girl… this humble girl has fallen and needs a strong male cultivator to help her up.”

Everyone: “……”

Dead silence.

“Senior Brother Xizhen! She’s obviously from the Pleasure Sect!” A Gray-robed Youth pointed at me and shouted.

The leading man was cold and noble, his face so stunning it bordered on the demonic.

He frowned at me, his expression wary and suspicious.

A single red mole at the corner of his eye added a touch of chill.

I pouted clumsily, trying to please him, and blew him a kiss.

Tan Xizhen turned his gaze away expressionlessly and declared decisively, “No, the Pleasure Sect could never be this clumsy.”

A sword rang out, and icy Sword Energy shot toward me! Its force was overwhelming!

In the next instant, it brushed past my ear and mercilessly pierced the bushes.

A Fox Demon that had been watching from the shadows was skewered through.

The Fox Demon was slain.

Tan Xizhen looked me over solemnly.

He announced with certainty, “She must be a mortal used as bait by the Fox Demon.”

He calmly and sharply added, “She’s probably a fool whose mind has been muddled by demonic energy.”

Everyone suggested that the Elder should heal my mind before sending me home, lest I become a menace to the world.

And so, I was taken back to the Way of Heartlessness.

On the way, Tan Xizhen carried me, flying on his sword.

The biting mountain wind forced the intense, pure Yang Energy from his body straight into my nostrils.

Fragrant and cold, like magnolia.

I was craving it terribly.

Both fearful and greedy, I asked in a small voice, “Can I touch you?”

Tan Xizhen replied with certainty, “Just as I thought. You’re a mortal, you’ve never experienced Sword Flight, so you’re both scared and eager to hold on to me.”

Swallowing, I nodded repeatedly and reached out to touch his chest.

But he pushed me away at once.

Tan Xizhen, the top disciple of the Way of Heartlessness, stared at me coldly, his words venomous-

“Why should I care if you’re scared? I’m a clean freak, don’t touch me.”

He said indifferently, “The sword is wide, there’s plenty of space. Miss, please keep your distance.”

Unwilling to give up, I clumsily spoke up, “By the way, speaking of big-”

Tan Xizhen: “?”

The Gray-robed Youth behind us shouted, “Everyone listen! She’s definitely from the Pleasure Sect!!!”

Footnote:
1. Yang(阳): In Taoism and ghost culture, yang symbolizes life, light, deities, day, and movement.