Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 200 - 199: Yueqiu, I Will Not Let You Walk the Same Path as Your Junior Sister

On the training grounds, Qing Yueqiu drew Luminous and unleashed several slashes in mid-air. Her incomparably beautiful Moonlight Sword Radiance surged with a majestic aura. In terms of Swordsmanship alone, few Sword Cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage could compare to the Qing Yueqiu of today.

But the silver-haired girl frowned. She felt her movements were incredibly stiff and sluggish, to the point that she took the initiative to sheathe her sword and stop.

'Is it because of the Killing Momentum?'

'After experiencing that superhuman speed and power, my body returning to its normal state feels like I'm dancing in shackles...'

Qing Yueqiu's Swordsmanship and Cultivation hadn't regressed. It was just that after experiencing a much greater power, she was finding it difficult to readjust to her former self.

But—

'The Rakshasa Race's Power of Killing Momentum is too evil. It requires one to constantly kill, feeding on slaughter to generate that immense power.'

'Master is an upright and noble person... He could never accept a power that reeks of blood.'

'Since Master dislikes it, there's no need for me to pursue this power.'

'Even with normal cultivation, I'll still grow stronger! Even without relying on the power of the Rakshasa Race, I will still make Master proud!'

Qing Yueqiu calmed her mind and prepared to resume her sword practice.

After an hour of arduous Swordsmanship practice, heat radiating from every pore, Qing Yueqiu slowly sheathed Luminous and exhaled a long breath.

'Cultivating without using the Killing Momentum is at least thirty percent less efficient... Oh well. I shouldn't always think about taking shortcuts. Hard work makes up for a lack of natural ability.'

Just as Qing Yueqiu was about to return to her room to bathe, a handsome figure in white robes appeared before her. Qing Yueqiu's beautiful eyes widened, and a joyful smile bloomed on her face without her realizing it.

"Master, you're here!"

Pei Yuhang nodded. "I went to your room but didn't find you, so I figured you'd be here on the training grounds, cultivating again."

"Master, did you need me for something?"

"Go get some precious Spiritual Food from your master's wife. It will be a great boon to your Cultivation."

Qing Yueqiu was slightly disappointed to hear this. 'So Master only came looking for me for something like this.'

Although getting to eat precious Spiritual Food was a privilege that even a True Disciple from a Grand Cave Mansion couldn't normally enjoy, Qing Yueqiu had hoped that since Pei Yuhang had actually come looking for her for once, they could talk about something more... intimate.

"Have my junior sisters already gotten theirs?"

"If my junior sister already got hers, she could have just brought some back for me. There was no need to trouble you to come find me personally, Master."

Qing Yueqiu's tone was faintly resentful.

But upon hearing the two words "junior sister," a fleeting stiffness crossed Pei Yuhang's face. He completely missed the rare display of petulance from his eldest disciple.

"Er... your junior sister isn't feeling well, so I came to notify you myself this time."

"My junior sister isn't feeling well?"

Qing Yueqiu was confused. 'Once a Cultivator reaches the Golden Core Stage, they should be immune to all illnesses. How could my junior sister be unwell?'

"Master, I'll go visit Junior Sister Xiaoxiao in a bit, then."

"Don't!"

"?"

"Er, I mean I've already examined Xiaoxiao carefully. There's nothing seriously wrong with her. She's just been cultivating too hard and her body couldn't take it. She needs to rest now, so it's best not to visit her."

An expression of admiration appeared on Qing Yueqiu's face when she heard this.

'So my usually playful junior sister has completely changed. She's cultivating so hard her body can't even take it.'

'It seems that as her senior sister, I have to cultivate even harder. Otherwise, she'll catch up to me in no time!'

"In that case, Master, I'll go see the master's wife now."

"Mm, you go on ahead."

Watching the silver-haired girl turn and leave, Pei Yuhang silently apologized for the lie he had told. 'I'm sorry.'

'The "tragedy" of Yu Xiaoyan and Yu Gu Nan has already happened, and it was unavoidable... Now, all I can do is pray that my eldest disciple, whom I've cared for since she was a child and see as my own sister, can stay far away from this maelstrom I'm caught in.'

'Yueqiu, I will protect you. I will never let you go down the wrong path like Xiaoxiao and Gu Nan...'

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「Nightfall.」

Qing Yueqiu ate the Spiritual Food she had received from the master's wife for dinner. The exquisite taste—something she had never experienced before—and the abundant Spiritual Qi made her eyes widen.

However, her appetite waned considerably at the thought that these ingredients had been brought by the Saintess of that other Sect, whom she considered a filthy woman.

'The master's wife seems to really like being friends with the Saintess from that Sect... If they get close, doesn't that mean Master will have to interact with that Demon Path Saintess frequently?'

Qing Yueqiu instinctively felt that the Demon Path Saintess was up to no good. After all, Master's looks were unparalleled in the mortal world, and the Pure Yang True Qi contained within his Giant Sun Saint Body was the ultimate tonic for a Yin Yang Dao Female Cultivator.

'For that Business Saintess, could there be a better man than Master?'

'Maybe her real reason for befriending the master's wife is to get close to Master!'

'I need to find a time to remind Master. He shouldn't let the master's wife get too close to the Saintess of that Sect.'

'I have to be proactive. How can one be on guard against a thief for a thousand days straight?'

So thought Qing Yueqiu.

Suddenly, the faint sound of a footstep echoed in the courtyard.

"Who's there?!"

"It's me. Look how tense you are, Sister Yueqiu. You're in your own cave mansion, why so vigilant?"

A short-haired woman opened a window and vaulted inside. Her silver hair was especially conspicuous under the moonlight.

However, the first thing Qing Yueqiu said upon seeing her was—

"Why didn't you use the front door?"

"Er..."

Bei Lingyin froze for a second, then rubbed her nose awkwardly and said,

"Professional habit. Professional habit."

'Professional habit? What kind of profession has you using windows as doors?'

Qing Yueqiu didn't know Bei Lingyin's true identity as an assassin from Yama Hall. She only knew her as a Female Cultivator from the Yin Yang Sacred Land. Now, connecting that fact with the window-climbing...

The silver-haired girl nodded in vague understanding.

'Sister Lingyin must sneak around with men all the time. That sort of clandestine affair would definitely require a lot of window climbing...'

Bei Lingyin had no idea she had just been labeled by Qing Yueqiu as a strange woman who climbs through windows for her trysts. She twirled a sharp, gleaming silver dagger in her hand and said,

"Yueqiu, have you made up your mind? Are you ready to embrace the true power of your Rakshasa Race?"

Qing Yueqiu shook her head. "Sister Lingyin, I've told you already. Master wouldn't like this power and its reek of blood, so I won't learn it."

Bei Lingyin didn't seem surprised by this conclusion. She tossed her dagger into the air and expertly caught it.

"Alright, then. We'll set the matter of the Killing Momentum aside for now."

"Next, I'll teach you something else."

"What?"

Bei Lingyin's rosy lips curled upward.

"How to kill~"