The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere

Chapter 441 - 154: Mu Xinlan's Heart Stirs! The Truth Revealed, the Mastermind Emerges

"Ah, you brat, wouldn't it be wonderful if you didn't have that Demon Seed in you? I could have tried to..."Her beautiful eyes were unfocused, gazing foolishly at the young man, muttering to herself.

He, however, coldly interrupted, "Martial Aunt, in the face of adversity, what's the point of lamenting these things?"

"If there were no Formless Demon Seed, I wouldn't be who I am today."

"In other words, no matter what I face, I, Bail Qingling, never complain about the fate imposed on me, because—"

"What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger."

As he said this, the Demon Sword in his hand let out a joyful "zheng," as if echoing its master.

"You... are quite something."

Mu Xinlan gazed at the young man for a few seconds, then glanced elsewhere and said quietly, "It seems I can somewhat understand why that woman was willing to go so far for you."

"You brat."

"Truly, there is some charm about you."

At this, her expression returned to a cold sharpness, "Bail Qingling, let's return to our initial conversation."

"If we end up trapped in a situation where we must join forces against the enemy, would you betray me?"

Mu Xinlan looked at the young man again, her indifferent fairy-like eyes surprisingly colored with intense emotion!

As if eagerly anticipating the young man's answer!

"Does Martial Aunt wish to hear the truth?"

The young man opened his mouth and asked.

"Of course."

"Alright, my answer is..." He pondered for a moment and replied, "It depends."

"Depends?"

"Exactly."

The young man said earnestly, "As long as you and I are trapped in this Soul Shocking Mountain, I, Bai, will risk my life to cooperate with you and find a way out together."

"But once we're out of Soul Shocking Mountain..."

"That's not guaranteed."

A sorrowful smile appeared at the young man's lips: "Martial Aunt, don't forget, you are the Saint who slays demons, and I am naturally born with the Demon Seed. Since you are bound to kill me, I will naturally resist."

"Well said."

Mu Xinlan looked quite moved. After a lengthy pause, she said again, "So, until we escape this Soul Shocking Mountain, I can trust you unconditionally, am I right?"

"Yes."

The young Demon Lord stood tall, his gaze resolute: "If one day I fulfill my destiny as the Demon Lord, I shall keep my word, a gentleman's promise, with blood!"

"Good! In that case, then... then Martial Aunt promises you one thing as well..."

Mu Xinlan's voice softened surprisingly, stepping closer to the young man.

And for the first time before him, she did not refer to herself as 'this seat,' but rather used the intimate term 'Martial Aunt'!

"I, Mu Xinlan, even if I die here and my nine lives of cultivation ruin, am determined to bring you out of this Soul Shocking Mountain alive!"

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes were firm and blazing, exuding an invisible powerful aura!

Clearly portraying the demeanor of an unparalleled powerhouse, the first of the Taoist School!

"Martial Aunt, we... we can do it!"

The young man seemed moved as well, the previous cold distance replaced by a gentle gaze: "Yes, Qingling means... I want to come out unharmed! Martial Aunt, you must do the same too!"

"Before that, Qingling will spare no effort to assist and protect you, exerting all my strength to convey to you the great love taught by Xinyin, my teacher!"

He finished these heartfelt words.

The Taoist Sect Mysterious lady before him had slightly reddened eyes!

Silent for a long time.

In the scene from the floating Demon Sword's perspective, this beautiful, celestial-like Martial Aunt and nephew just silently gazed at each other.

Meanwhile.

The tension, vigilance, even hostility that had filled the space between the two, completely vanished!

The surrounding atmosphere even acquired a bit of... subtlety!

"Martial Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

Finally, the young man broke the silence.

"Nothing, you brat... Hmm, quite bold, slightly shocking this seat."

Mu Xinlan's mouth twitched with an almost imperceptible sorrowful smile: "I truly didn't expect that, in this whole world, there'd be someone daring enough to arrogantly claim they want to protect this seat, Bail Qingling, you're not a mere fish in a pond."

The young man was slightly startled but didn't respond.

"Alright, time is running out, since that Dwarf Demon Emperor used his trump card, we should do something too."

"Hmm! This junior has been waiting for Martial Aunt to say this!"

The young man suddenly looked excited: "Martial Aunt, what ingenious plan you have, and what do you need Qingling to do! Just say it!"

"What I need to do is simple, come, you... come closer to me."

Mu Xinlan lowered her head, a sudden blush appearing on her absolutely beautiful celestial face.

"Ah? Yes."

Although the young man's face was full of suspicion, he still proceeded according to the instructions and arrived at her side.

However, due to some deep-seated caution, he held the Demon Sword tightly throughout, with a solemn expression, not daring to be careless.

"Closer!"

"Am I really that frightening to you?"

Noticing the young man's wariness, Mu Xinlan bit her lip and seemed somewhat angry; she blurted out, "You little Demon head, didn't you even dare to sleep with that woman?"

The young man quickly shook his head:

"It's different, it's different. The teacher is the teacher, the Martial Aunt is..."

Before he could finish his words.

The next moment, the scene in front of him rendered him completely speechless!

This Taoist Sect Mysterious lady, looking almost identical to his teacher, removed the outermost layer of her Rainbow Robe Shawl.

Without reservation, she revealed her smooth, beautifully curved white shoulders in front of him!