A Demon Realm Seductress Has Taken Down the Light of the Righteous Path (Futa High H) - Chapter 6
After washing up and changing into fresh clothes, Lan Yunyun felt refreshed and clear-headed as she hurried back to the female lead’s side.
To be honest, if the female lead had been some seventy- or eighty-year-old woman with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and an utterly hideous appearance, Lan Yunyun wouldn’t have been so eager to stick close to her.
After all, at her core, she wasn’t the original body.
By using the original body’s shell, she had inherited the original’s karma. The sins the original committed, she would make amends for — but the form of compensation depended on the person.
For example, a beauty like the female lead.
She was very happy to make amends by sticking close.
Who doesn’t like a great beauty?
Face-connoisseur Lan Yunyun silently gave herself a thumbs-up.
This time, the female lead didn’t resist. She allowed Lan Yunyun to carry her on her back and walk toward the shallow water area.
The cold stream’s surface rippled gently.
The two of them, pressed face-to-face at such close range — the allure of her beauty was intoxicating.
Lan Yunyun couldn’t help swallowing hard. She reached out and began peeling away the sticky, filthy “rag-like strips” of blood-soaked cloth clinging to the female lead’s body.
Seeing those vicious, jagged scars that had already begun to scab over, Lan Yunyun deeply realized just how crucial it had been to choose the path the female lead had taken when jumping off the cliff.
Those demonic trees growing horizontally along the cliff walls — every single protruding branch was vicious and unforgiving. They were sharp, tough, capable of piercing through a cultivator’s body and draining their life essence.
One major reason Lan Yunyun had fainted after jumping was precisely those demonic trees on the cliff face: every branch was draped with the dried-out human skins and husks of people who had been sucked dry.
Honestly.
For a modern person to witness such a hellish, shocking scene and only faint — that already counted as strong mental fortitude.
The Soul-Devouring Cliff was one of the darkest and most dangerous locations in the original story.
Most people who jumped from it never even reached the bottom — they died at the cliff wall stage.
Only someone like the female lead — beloved by heaven and earth, overflowing with merit and virtue — could withstand the razor-sharp blades of those demonic trees.
Under the blood-colored moonlight, in the clear, bone-chilling cold stream,
The female lead, bare from the waist up, looked elegantly transcendent and beautiful, like a sacred lotus blooming at the peak of a snow mountain.
Beloved by the Heavenly Dao — even in this ominous, forsaken place, Lan Yunyun could see a faint halo of auspicious light radiating around the female lead’s body.
It was this very halo that kept the countless ancient evil spirits and vengeful ghosts from daring to approach either of them.
It was also this halo of merit that had forced the original body to use flesh, blood, and heavenly treasures to craft an entirely new human shell before daring to get close to the female lead.
The Primordial Sacred Physique — also called the Taichu Sacred Body, the Indestructible Golden Body, the Great Merit of Heaven.
Truly: Merit +1.
No wonder she was the one who could make the Demon Lord defect, cause a phoenix to fall to the mortal world, and drive a spirit dragon to covet her for a lifetime even under the punishment of the God-Beating Whip.
Although she liked her — liked her a lot. And sticking close was sticking close. And making amends was making amends.
But Lan Yunyun could swear on her conscience: she harbored absolutely no romantic feelings toward the female lead.
Come on — this was a big-female-lead romance novel!
Not to mention the female lead’s true identity as the Emperor who descended for tribulation, or the fact that the one entangled in destined romance with her was no pushover! She was just a tiny cannon fodder. All she wanted was to live well and survive.
Moreover, right now she was weighed down by so many debuffs — in the female lead’s eyes, she was the enemy who blinded her, crippled her legs, and caused her to lose all her cultivation!
How could she possibly dare make a move?! Just compensate properly, then slip away when the time was right!
*
Even though the female lead showed no reaction at all, helping her undress and wash still made Lan Yunyun’s sense of shame explode.
How to describe it…
It felt like defiling a Bodhisattva, a saint.
There was an overwhelming sense of blasphemy in doing this to her.
While gently and carefully wiping the female lead’s upper body, Lan Yunyun’s mind raced with wild thoughts.
The scars couldn’t hide her perfection; after cleaning, that cold-jade-like skin shimmered under the moonlight and the rippling reflection of the water.
Even the shape of her chest was like the ancient Greek goddess statues she had once seen in a museum — artistic, perfectly proportioned, upright, flawless.
It was just absurd.
Snapping back to reality and seeing the female lead sitting motionless like an ancient monk in meditation, Lan Yunyun — clutching the silk cloth tightly — took several deep breaths.
After repeated mental preparation, she began to tug down the female lead’s pants.
Whatever! Blasphemy it is then! We’re both girls — no difference!
So what if it’s artistic?!
Don’t goddesses have that too?!
You have it, I have it, everyone has it!
She stripped her down to just the undergarments.
Lan Yunyun pressed her hand against the female lead’s lower abdomen, feeling the taut, lean muscles beneath.
Her five fingers gripped the edge of the undergarment.
Just as she was about to pull with force and remove this final layer —
The female lead suddenly grabbed her hand hard!
Her tea-brown eyes flew open in an instant, startling Lan Yunyun. But on closer look, they were dull, dim, and lifeless.
“I’ll do this part myself.”
Lan Yunyun wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but the female lead’s voice sounded somewhat hoarse and low.
That sudden action shattered the female lead’s mask of emotionless calm. Lan Yunyun saw faint traces of red flush creeping across that otherwise flawless cold-jade face.
Time seemed to freeze.
Under the moonlight,
Her well-defined fingers pressed down hard on Lan Yunyun’s hand.
The veins on her arm stood out from tension.
Staring at Lan Yunyun’s slightly dazed and flustered face, Lan Yunyun couldn’t help but burst out laughing with a pfft.
Who could say otherwise?
When a saint shows emotion, it strikes straight to the heart.
Joy bubbled up inside her.
Lan Yunyun let the other woman press down hard on her right hand. She leaned in and planted a loud mwah kiss on the female lead’s left cheek.
In that instant, the female lead seemed to be hit with a body-binding spell. Lan Yunyun was shocked to discover that even her breathing had stopped!
Pressing her advantage, Lan Yunyun nuzzled closer to her ear with a soft, coquettish hum, her voice sweet and syrupy:
“O~kay~ okay~ okay~ Then Senior Sister can just~ wash~ your~self~”
The air froze.
Her expression flickered between light and shadow; only her constantly trembling lashes and the thunderous pounding of her heart betrayed the turbulent emotions within.
It was as if a breeze had passed.
She suddenly snapped out of it.
“No.”
“She’s seducing me.”
“Deceiving me.”
“Planning to hurt me again later.”
Li Huaijin’s mood instantly darkened.
Who knew if this woman, parasitized by a demon seed, might betray her once more?
In the past, she had trusted her.
And been sealed of her cultivation by a single bowl of drugged tea, reduced to a precarious, useless person.
In the past, she had protected her.
And been deceived and coaxed into falling from the Soul-Devouring Cliff, left blind and crippled.
She would never trust her again. Never let her get close again!
As if touching deadly poison, she jerked her hand away like lightning, turned her face aside, putting what felt like a distance of a hundred thousand miles between them.
*
Honestly, that was quite hurtful.
But Lan Yunyun didn’t mind at all.
As the saying goes: it’s not the crying or the tantrums you fear — it’s the quiet, silent grudge-holding!
Now the female lead had other emotions!
What did that mean!?
It meant that in the female lead’s heart, besides “enemy,” Lan Yunyun now occupied some other identity!
Yay!
She was definitely going to work hard! Strive to upgrade from “enemy” to that “other identity”!
Smart-girl Lan Yunyun gave herself a fierce mental high-five!
She felt the Sword of Damocles hanging over her head retreat another few centimeters!
But what exactly could that “other identity” be?
Recalling the female lead’s reaction…
As she walked, straight-girl Lan Yunyun — deep in serious thought — finally came up with a possibility: best friend.
Author’s Note:
Later on, the female lead held her tightly, roaring in pain: “Lan Yunyun, I hate you — you’re like a block of wood!”
—
Later still, seeing her envy toward someone born with innate merit, the female lead pinned her down on the bed: “Wife, stop overthinking. I only want to output merit for you day and night.”
Heavenly Dao: ?
Heavenly Dao: What are you even doing right now?
Lan Yunyun: ???
Lan Yunyun: Fam, is this the kind of “output” we’re talking about here?
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