Chapter 2: Saintess Senior Sister, Please Conduct Yourself Properly!

Lin Yue's mind went completely blank.

She froze in place, staring blankly at the woman in white in front of her.

Her person? We've only just met. Isn't this a bit too hasty?

But Yan Qingjue clearly gave her no chance to resist.

Lin Yue only felt her wrist being gripped firmly. A surge of immense force pulled her uncontrollably off the bed.

Before her feet could find stable ground, she crashed directly into a cool, cold embrace.

Very soft. That was Lin Yue's first sensation.

Her second sensation was—how fragrant.

It wasn't the scent of rouge she had smelled earlier, but a clean, cold fragrance.

Before she had time to think, her body suddenly felt weightless, and her feet left the ground.

Yan Qingjue had actually lifted her up in a princess carry!

"Sister!"

Lin Yue gasped instinctively, her hands flurriedly wrapping around the other woman's neck for fear of falling.

This posture was truly embarrassing!

Carrying her, Yan Qingjue steadily crossed the pink room, as if holding an object rather than a living human being.

Seeing this scene, the Disciples outside in the corridor bowed their heads one after another, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Lin Yue buried her face deep in Yan Qingjue's neck, not daring to look up at all.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't handle being gawked at like this.

Pressed so close, she could clearly hear Yan Qingjue's heartbeat.

For such a cold person, her heartbeat was surprisingly steady.

Lin Yue's own heartbeat settled slightly, but the alarm bells in her head never stopped ringing.

Don't be fooled by appearances, Lin Yue!

This is the Hehuan Sect!

This Saintess sister taking you away definitely isn't to drink tea and chat with you, but to use you as a Cauldron to increase her cultivation!

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yue felt the surrounding air suddenly drop several degrees.

She quietly raised her head and cast a quick glance.

The scene before her left her startled.

This was a grand hall, dominated by cold colors as far as the eye could see.

The floor was smooth as a mirror, reflecting the crystal chandeliers hanging from the vaulted ceiling, which emitted a faint, cold glow.

The chill permeating the air made her shudder involuntarily.

Is this the Saintess's palace?

Compared to the place earlier, it was like two completely different worlds.

Holding her, Yan Qingjue walked across the vast hall and entered an inner chamber.

Thud.

Lin Yue was roughly tossed onto a carved bed. The wooden bedboard was hard and icy, shocking her instantly alert with cold.

She scrambled to get up, but the intense cold left her limbs feeling weak.

Yan Qingjue stood by the bed, looking down at her with emotionless eyes, as if assessing an object.

"What is your name?"

Her cool voice resounded through the grand hall, carrying a faint echo.

"Lin Yue," Lin Yue said softly, hugging her knees.

"The Taiyin Holy Body, a rarity in ten thousand years. My Cultivation Technique, the Ice Heart Formula, has reached the ninth layer, yet I have been unable to achieve a Breakthrough in the final level. Your Physique is the sole medicinal primer to aid my Breakthrough."

Yan Qingjue spoke in a deep voice, but her words made Lin Yue's heart clench violently.

As expected!

Medicinal primer! To put it nicely—doesn't she just want to engage in Dual Cultivation with her and suck her dry?

A hint of confusion and fear crossed her face, her voice trembling.

"Lady Saintess, I don't understand what you're talking about! I don't know anything…"

As she spoke, she shook her head frantically, tears welling up in her eyes, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

Looking at her in this state, Yan Qingjue's icy eyes seemed to soften slightly.

"You don't need to understand. You only need to stay here, and I will ensure your safety within the Hehuan Sect." Yan Qingjue's tone turned somewhat domineering.

She paused, then added:

"However, everything about you belongs to me."

This sentence pronounced Lin Yue's fate—it was protection, but also imprisonment.

Lin Yue knew in her heart that she had signed away her life, becoming the exclusive property of this iceberg Saintess.

Though she had temporarily escaped the fate of being devoured by the crowd, in essence, she was still someone else's prey.

Lin Yue felt a deep sense of sorrow inside, yet her face revealed a touch of relief because of that promise of safety.

She raised her head and looked timidly at Yan Qingjue, her eyes full of reliance.

But her expression didn't seem to make Yan Qingjue stop there.

Yan Qingjue suddenly moved.

She climbed onto the bed, approaching Lin Yue step by step.

Forced back by this movement, Lin Yue retreated repeatedly until her heels bumped against the edge of the bed.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Dying from overtime was bad enough, but Transmigration here only to be used as a Cauldron—where's the justice in this!

Lin Yue roared madly in her heart, though her face looked like she was on the verge of tears without any coming out.

Lin Yue watched helplessly as Yan Qingjue pressed down upon her, raising a hand to pinch her chin with icy fingertips.

That flawless face was inches away, her skin so smooth that no pores were visible. Beneath long eyelashes, suppressed flames seemed to burn within those dark pupils, threatening to consume her completely.

So hot.

Even though her hand was so cold, her gaze made Lin Yue feel as if her entire face was burning up.

Right at that moment…

A cold, electronic voice abruptly sounded in Lin Yue's mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host is in an environment interwoven with extreme danger and intimacy, fulfilling activation conditions!]

[Intimacy Check-in System successfully activated! The System will automatically issue rewards based on the level of intimacy in the environment! The more intimate, the higher the rewards!]

[Issuing the first novice quest for the host!]

[Novice Quest: Check in on the bed of Hehuan Sect Saintess Yan Qingjue.]

[Quest Requirement: Safely spend one night on this bed.]

[Quest Reward: Introductory Chapter of the Taiyin Holy Body Exclusive Cultivation Technique.]

Lin Yue was stunned. I actually have a System?

But this trashy System wants me to spend the night on the Saintess's bed? Heaven-Defying!

She instinctively glanced at Yan Qingjue, who was right before her eyes, the other woman's burning gaze looking as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Is this quest for real? How is this any different from going straight to my death!

Seeing her terrified, pitiful expression, the fire in the depths of Yan Qingjue's eyes flared even higher.

She lowered her head, her icy strands of hair falling down and brushing against Lin Yue's cheek, stirring a ticklish sensation.

The distance between them was so close that Lin Yue could clearly count her long eyelashes.

Yan Qingjue's thumb gently caressed her chin, then slowly moved upward, stopping on her soft lips.

"Truly exquisite!"

For a moment, the inner chamber fell so quiet that only the sound of their intertwined breathing remained.