A Demon Realm Seductress Has Taken Down the Light of the Righteous Path (Futa High H) - Chapter 19

Under the protection of the female lead—who had already partially neutralized the Heavenly Demon Blood—Lan Yunyun successfully achieved the salted fish dream: lying flat while leveling up.

Not only did she stabilize her shaky Foundation Establishment realm in one go, she even advanced further to mid-stage.

The marks and exhaustion on her body had mostly healed. However, some of the deeper bruises were caused by the Sacred Physique itself, so ordinary spiritual qi washing the body couldn’t immediately eliminate those lingering traces and fatigue.

Although she had been fucked very miserably, Lan Yunyun’s personal experience proved that hugging the female lead’s thigh was the correct strategy.

Putting everything else aside—the female lead, with half the Heavenly Demon Blood neutralized, had recovered her broken legs and could once again use spiritual power. That meant she could now open her own top-grade spiritual artifact: the Sumeru Ring.

This was the astonishing fortuitous encounter the female lead obtained during an adventure, as foreshadowed in the original story.

This thing was far more advanced than a regular storage bag. Not only could it be hidden in the spiritual platform and opened or closed at will according to the owner’s intent, its most powerful feature was the dual-locking system: divine sense recognition + spiritual power activation. It was almost impossible for anyone else to forcibly seize such a treasure.

The problem, however, lay in the spiritual power activation.

Since the ring hadn’t yet developed spiritual intelligence, the female lead—who had lost all cultivation due to the Heavenly Demon Blood—couldn’t open her own Sumeru Ring with spiritual power either.

Inside the female lead’s thousand-ping spatial Sumeru Ring were many rare and precious treasures she had obtained during past adventures.

Although Flood Dragon Marrow Ointment was never mentioned in the original story, Lan Yunyun knew of this heavenly treasure from the original body’s memories.

Flood dragons were spiritual beasts of the world—beings capable of transforming into true dragons. Even their physical bodies alone were strong enough to rival great powers across the six realms. Flood dragon marrow was the spiritual essence within the spine of a dead flood dragon, capable of regrowing flesh from bones and reviving the dead. Flood dragon marrow ointment was the purest concentrate—the crystallized essence of the marrow itself.

Normally, when cultivators obtained such a supreme treasure, they would place it against the heart or forehead, absorbing it through the heart meridian or spiritual platform to ensure not a single drop was wasted.

The fact that the female lead had used the ointment on her lower body… Lan Yunyun didn’t even know whether to feel ashamed or touched.

Lan Yunyun was extremely conflicted. On one hand, the female lead was good to her—she used flood dragon marrow ointment to heal her wounds. On the other hand… she used it to rub inside her!

What a bad good person!!

But she quickly figured it out.

This wasn’t a gift from the female lead!

She had sacrificed so much for her!

To save the dog woman, she’d lost her chastity, no question!

She’d nearly been fucked to death on the bed!

This wasn’t a present!

This was her fucking compensation fee!

Her spiritual consolation money!

Wuwuwu!

At the time, both of them had only used the incantation to transfer the Heavenly Demon Blood—there was no proper Harmony Sect dual cultivation technique to balance the disparity between their bodies and spiritual powers.

Because of that reckless coupling, the powerful Sacred Physique had left deep bruises and internal injuries. Without this kind of sacred medicine, with only her Foundation Establishment cultivation, she wouldn’t have been able to get out of bed for at least ten days to half a month!

The situation at the bottom of this cliff was treacherous and ever-changing. The two of them had already stayed here for seven or eight days—that was already pushing the limit!

The dog woman definitely didn’t want to wait any longer, which was why she’d applied the medicine so thoroughly!

But if it was just to hurry up and leave, she could have used ordinary medicinal ingredients.

Deep down, another voice in the girl’s heart refuted her—quietly defending the woman who had just been gentle with a hint of wickedness.

Her big, beautiful eyes darted around slyly. Lan Yunyun’s mind split into a fire-breathing little devil and a flower-sprinkling little angel, pulling her back and forth between shame, embarrassment, and anger.

In the middle of this internal battle, Lan Yunyun suddenly heard the female lead—after finishing her breathing meditation—ask in a tone hard to read as happy or sad, expression calm:

“Junior Sister. During our coupling, I sensed you used a secret technique to transfer away half of the Heavenly Demon Blood.”

“Did it affect you?”

…

After breaking through, Lan Yunyun’s body felt much better—at least she could now walk in a strange, limping way and straighten her waist.

Hearing that question, she almost rolled her eyes.

The Heavenly Demon Blood had zero negative effect on her! It even helped stabilize and advance her cultivation!

Dog woman, have a little self-awareness!

The real cause of all my problems is you, you big pig trotter!

Of course, now that the female lead had recovered, everything she’d suffered before was still ultimately because of the original body…

Although Lan Yunyun had already whitewashed herself by claiming she was controlled by a demon seed and had no choice, this fundamental black pot—she couldn’t shake it off.

Her fair, tender face flushed bright red. Her pouty little lips opened and closed several times, but she still couldn’t bring herself to say what was in her heart.

For the first time, she truly understood what bitterness felt like.

What it meant to force a smile for the sake of survival.

Wuwuwu, I’m really too miserable…

Choking back sobs and silently shedding tears, Lan Yunyun swallowed her grievances.

After struggling to adjust her mindset, she forced a bright, generous smile toward the female lead:

“…Senior Sister, don’t worry. I have one-eighth demon lord bloodline.”

“My ancestors passed down a supreme-level blood-transfer secret technique.”

“The Heavenly Demon Blood can only be used by me.”

Ever since the great immortal-demon war ten thousand years ago, the demon race had declined sharply. The demon realm was desolate. The other five realms—bearing deep grudges from the massive casualties—had sealed the demon realm, making demon lords rare and growth difficult. Reproduction among them had become extremely scarce.

Although Heavenly Demon Blood was a supreme treasure coveted by the demon race, demon lords with blood-transfer capability were extremely hard to find—especially those with supreme-level techniques.

Lan Yunyun saw the female lead quietly exhale in relief.

A warm, fuzzy little sweetness suddenly bloomed in her heart.

Just as the scales in her mind tipped toward the little angel—comforting herself that the female lead had at least applied medicine and worried about her condition after the blood transfer—she heard the female lead speak again.

“That’s good.”

“It’s just that I’m still blind. Half a mustard seed of Heavenly Demon Blood is still lodged in my heart.”

“So.”

“Junior Sister…”

Now reassured, Li Huaijin could barely suppress the absurd thought in her mind. She paused for a moment, her pale throat bobbing.

Her sudden shy hesitation surprised Lan Yunyun.

Good grief—what could possibly make the noble, radiant female lead too embarrassed to speak?

Lan Yunyun’s big eyes were full of curiosity—only to see a flash of anticipation and longing cross the female lead’s cold, handsome face.

?

What’s going on, Master Li?

Lan Yunyun’s face was full of question marks.

But those abrupt emotions vanished from Li Huaijin’s face in an instant.

So quickly that Lan Yunyun thought she was hallucinating.

The girl couldn’t help but blink hard and stare intently at Li Huaijin again—only to see her expression once more cold and composed, yet her words were outrageous.

“The next time we couple to transfer blood.”

“When will it be?”

Lan Yunyun: …

Good grief!

Sorry to bother you…

I’m leaving!

If there were an emoji pack right now,

Lan Yunyun would be: Panda Man with a train running over his head.

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Heavenly Realm Protective Grand Array.

Shangdu Jade Capital, bright rosy clouds reflecting, green mist shrouding.

In an instant, golden bells rang, heavenly drums sounded. Across the nine heavens, streaks of supreme immortal radiance continuously tore through the thick morning light.

Seeing this anomaly—the first in ten thousand years—the renowned tailless spirit dragon, Immortal Lord Sheng Yu who resided in a palace near the sacred mountain, felt deeply worried.

Finally he saw his friend, Chi Mu Immortal Venerable, emerge from the treasure hall.

“What happened?” he asked.

Ever since the Emperor descended for tribulation, this protective grand array had remained silent. What was going on now?

Chi Mu’s face was filled with worry—mixed with confusion and hesitation. He wanted to speak but stopped.

“You don’t have to hide it from me.” Sheng Yu’s expression remained calm. “I’m also one of the upper immortals guarding the array who knows the inside truth—I’ve simply never been officially promoted to Immortal Venerable.”

…

Chi Mu pursed his lips. In the end, he couldn’t deceive his old friend.

“The Emperor’s primal virginity…”

“Has been taken.”

Sheng Yu’s expression didn’t change, but his cold-white fingers tightened. He forced himself to sound relaxed.

“Is it the person destined to be loved by the Emperor?”

He asked.

Chi Mu shook his head.

After a moment of silence, he slowly continued.

“Could it be the phoenix who accompanied her down to the mortal world—the one with ten lifetimes of destined affection?”

Chi Mu’s expression was complicated. He shook his head again.

Sheng Yu found it unbelievable. Cracks appeared on the emotionless immortal face. This disruption of the fated threads made his heart race. A mad idea gradually surfaced.

But outwardly he remained calm.

“Impossible.”

“In the past, Immortal Venerable Ming Yao staked his life to divine it. How could the hidden threads of fate…”

The spirit dragon’s usually steady, reserved voice carried a faint tremor.

“Yes.”

Chi Mu shook his head, confirming his guess. His gaze turned toward the magnificent palace suspended high in the nine heavens above the Heavenly Emperor.

“The heavenly numbers have changed. The future is unknown. The Emperor is now in a thunderous rage, but the Four Duty Merit Officials and Five Direction Revealers still cannot find who took the Emperor’s primal virginity.”

The corners of Sheng Yu’s mouth twitched—he wanted to laugh, yet felt sorrow. He laughed at how pathetic his delusion was—yet someone else had actually achieved it. And he grieved that the one who got her was not him.

…

If he could also descend to the mortal world… be with her… perhaps there might be an affection outside the Heavenly Dao’s arrangement?

Even a marriage affinity?!

Once the shackles of his thinking shattered, his wild delusions became nearly uncontrollable.

Chi Mu prepared to leave with a hand seal, but his old friend suddenly gripped his arm tightly.

He saw that his friend’s eyes were no longer pure—now filled with mortal desires, his body shrouded in vain obsessions.

“…Chi Mu.”

He heard his friend say.

“…I need your help.”

Author’s Note:

Lan cub: The female lead is beyond saving. She’s now full of dirty thoughts!

If there were a god’s-eye view:

Lan cub: Good grief—the entire Heavenly Realm big shots are watching. Time to run, time to run—can’t afford to mess with them!