Chapter 1: “You wouldn’t want others to see you looking like you’ve been consumed by demonic poison, right?”

The night was as dark as ink.

Qingyun Sect, the cold pool in the back mountain.

"Mn… Hot…"

On a bluestone by the cold pool, a woman wearing a snow-white Daoist robe was curled up there.

Under the pale moonlight, the woman's peerlessly beautiful face could be clearly seen.

Her name was Jiang Wanqing, the renowned Senior Sister of the Qingyun Sect. Usually cold and arrogant, that hanshuang sword in her hand had lopped off the heads of countless demonic cultivators.

But right now, was there even a shred of that cold and aloof Fairy's appearance left on her?

Her originally meticulous Daoist robe was somewhat disheveled at the moment, with the collar slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Due to extreme pain, her pretty face flushed with an abnormal flush, and most fatally, that pair of slender and straight beautiful legs were rubbing against each other.

The white silk stockings were stained with a bit of mud, which instead added a sense of abused beauty.

"Who… Who is there!"

Although Jiang Wanqing's consciousness was blurred, years of vigilance made her detect footsteps.

She forced her body up, trying to draw her sword, but her hands were so weak right now that she couldn't even grip the hilt. With a clang, the long sword dropped to the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this our pure and immaculate Senior Sister?"

A teasing voice sounded from behind the tree.

Gu Lan was tossing an image-recording stone in his hand, walking out with a smile.

He wore the gray cloth outfit of an Outer Sect Disciple, but his face was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and especially the wicked smile hanging at the corner of his mouth, which seemed simply born to seduce good women.

Gu Lan was someone who had undergone Transmigration, and also an undercover agent sent by the Demonic Sect to the Righteous Path.

Originally, tonight he came to the Forbidden Land to steal some Spiritual Plants back to feed the pigs… Oh no, for Alchemy, but he didn't expect to run into such a good show.

"Gu… Gu Lan? You outer Sect trash, how can you be here?"

Jiang Wanqing bit her red lips, her gaze fierce.

But right now her whole body was limp, and that fierce gaze instead looked like she was acting coquettishly, making Gu Lan's heart itch.

"Senior Sister, what time is it, and you're still calling me trash?"

Gu Lan squatted down, his gaze scanning Jiang Wanqing unscrupulously.

Senior Sister's figure was truly top-tier.

Usually wrapped up tightly, it couldn't be seen.

Now that the clothes were in disarray, those curves were simply something else.

Especially her chest, heaving violently from breathing, looking as if the buttons were about to burst open and pop out at any moment.

"You… Get out! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

Jiang Wanqing was filled with shame and indignation; her current appearance had actually been seen completely by an outer Sect male Disciple!

"Kill me?"

Gu Lan chuckled, shook the image-recording stone in his hand, and injected Qi into it, causing the stone to instantly project a curtain of light.

Inside the image was precisely Jiang Wanqing's previous appearance, full of seductive charm, twisting and turning on the ground.

"Senior Sister, you wouldn't want this appearance of yours, consumed by demonic poison and unsatisfied, to spread across the entire Sect tomorrow, right?"

"You!"

Jiang Wanqing's pupils shrank abruptly, her face that had been flushed from the aphrodisiac poison instantly turning pale. "You… You despicable person! You dare threaten me?"

She had been too eager for success in her Cultivate recently, accidentally getting infected with otherworldly demonic poison, and tonight was precisely when the demonic poison flared up.

She had originally wanted to come to the cold pool to suppress it, but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

If this matter spread out, her reputation as the chief Disciple would be completely ruined!

"Aiya, Senior Sister, don't put it so harshly."

Gu Lan put away the image-recording stone, extended a finger, and coquettishly lifted Jiang Wanqing's exquisite chin. Her touch was smooth and greasy, burning hot like fire.

"Actually, I am a very enthusiastic person. Seeing that your demonic poison has flared up terribly, Senior Sister, if we don't dredge it quickly, I'm afraid all your Cultivate will be ruined."

"What do you want to do…"

Jiang Wanqing felt that Gu Lan's fingers were not well-behaved, slowly sliding down along her chin.

"Very simple."

Gu Lan leaned close to Jiang Wanqing's ear, laughing in a low voice: "I possess the Pure Yang Body, which can precisely restrain your icy demonic poison."

"You… Shameless!"

Jiang Wanqing shamefully and indignantly wanted to push him away.

But her palm touched Gu Lan's chest, yet it was limp without a shred of strength, instead looking like she was reluctant yet welcoming.

"Senior Sister, you brought this on yourself."

Gu Lan grabbed Jiang Wanqing's boneless little hand in one grasp.

Not only did he not let go, but while kissing, he sighed in his heart:

The taste of this Righteous Path Fairy was indeed much more exciting than those vixens of the Demonic Sect.

This skin was so tender, just like a shelled egg.

He was not idle either; one hand had already very naturally embraced Jiang Wanqing's slender waist.

The touch was truly wonderful.

Her rationality completely collapsed at this moment.

The erosion of the demonic poison coupled with Gu Lan's methods left her brain completely blank, leaving only her body's most instinctive desire.

Those hands that originally resisted had somehow already tightly grabbed Gu Lan's collar, like a drowning person grasping their only reliance.

Under the moonlight, the youth gave an evil, charming smile.

Tonight, this Senior Sister of the Righteous Path was destined to be unable to escape!