A righteous young hero? But I am a demonic cultist.

Chapter 44 Keep quiet, I'm your junior sister.

Yue Buqun's arrangements were all calculated.

He wanted to separate Yue Yuan and Yue Lingshan, ideally creating a rift between them, so that their captivating love story couldn't be used. He was too wary of this tactic.

Linghu Chong also needs to separate from these people, as he currently has no way to deal with Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship.

As for Ning Zhongze, he could only apologize, but he believed his junior sister would understand.

He would travel to other sword sects, which would take anywhere from three to five months to a year and a half. Once they left, he could then focus on cultivating the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual.

When he has mastered his divine skills, that will be the time to deal with Linghu Chong and Yue Yuan.

"And what about you, Father?"

Ning Zhongze chimed in, "Your father will be stationed at Mount Hua to prevent those villains from coveting it. With your father there, they won't dare to even think about it."

Yue Lingshan wanted to say something more, but Yue Buqun waved his hand to interrupt her, "My mind is made up. This matter will be handled this way. If you still regard me as your master and the head of the Huashan Sect, then go ahead and do it."

Everyone stood up in unison and replied, "As the sect leader commands!"

"snort!"

Yue Buqun flicked his sleeves and strode away, with Ning Zhongze sighing and following closely behind.

After everyone left, Yue Yuan walked up to his junior sister, afraid that she would be unhappy.

To everyone's surprise, she was very generous this time. "When you go to Hengshan, go and see Yilin. I heard that after she returned to Hengshan, she locked herself in the Great Buddha Hall, preparing to spend her days with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp."

"I see!"

He had this intention in not refusing earlier, and now that Yue Lingshan had said the same thing, he felt even less burdened.

hiss~~

He quickly grabbed the small hand around his waist, crying, "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

"Hmph, you still care about whether it hurts or not? Your mind was probably already on Mount Heng!"

No, absolutely not.

"I don't believe you, you little liar."

The two flirted in public, feeding everyone a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), and the others, not being stupid, simply left.

As Liu Jing walked out of the hall, looking at Yue Yuan's retreating figure, she made a bold decision: Yue Lingshan, I will not let you have your way.

As night falls, the entire Mount Hua is shrouded in darkness.

After seeing his junior sister off, Yue Yuan returned to his room and lit candles.

He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, his mind replaying Yilin's various acts of tenderness.

As I was thinking, I somehow fell asleep.

In a daze, he touched something gentle. He spread his fingers and grasped it; it was very elastic, like a water balloon.

No, this is...

He woke up immediately and sat up right away.

But the person sat up too, and hugged him tightly from behind, making him unable to move.

He was about to speak when someone behind him covered his mouth.

"Don't speak, I'm your senior sister."

"You...uh...uh..."

The fierce-looking woman didn't hold back at all. She forcefully turned his head and pressed her red lips tightly against his, kissing him instantly.

Was he forcibly kissed?

A domineering young lady forcibly kisses a junior disciple from Mount Hua?

"How is it? Is this the scent? I specially used the same rouge and lip gloss as my junior sister."

Why are you like this?

"What's wrong? Aren't your lips soft, sister?"

"soft!"

"Isn't your skin smooth, sister?"

"slip!"

Since that's the point, what else is there to say?

He returned to the court as a point guard. Only when the point guard plays well can the team connect and execute a smooth offensive play to score.

After the match, Yue Yuan scored a 3-0 victory against her.

Either shoot right in her face, or force your way through her defense and score a layup.

After the game, both players were exhausted.

Yue Yuan wiped the basketball marks off her face and asked softly, "Are you convinced now?"

"I'm impressed, you're a white dragon in the waves."

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe, so playful again, and it's the Great White Dragon again!"

Tsk tsk, it's true what they say, when a woman starts spouting lewd remarks, no man has a place to stand. Liu Jing's opening remarks are classic quotes.

Like this, don't just support me from behind; you can also support me from the front.

Yue Yuan felt he couldn't argue with her, so he directly asked her the purpose of her trip!

She turned over, casually found a white veil to cover her lower abdomen, and said lazily:

"Then what was your purpose in impersonating Li Huowang?"

Yue Yuan put his hands behind his head, looked at the bed curtains, and murmured, "Back then, all I wanted was to escape the game and stop being manipulated by others."

Liu Jing pressed her head against his chest and said softly, "And what about me? Just because my father wants to retire from the martial world, they want to wipe out my family. This is the ugly face of these righteous people."

"So, my purpose has changed now." He stroked her smooth skin and continued, "I want to be on the table too, I want to become a chess player too."

"But there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Actually, Liu Zhengfeng is not dead!"

"What?" Liu Jing exclaimed, sitting up straight, which made him envious.

"Is this true? My father really isn't dead?"

Yue Yuan then recounted the events that occurred in the woods that day, telling Liu Jing everything that had happened.

Liu Jing, her eyes red, said, "You mean he went back to Qingcheng Mountain with Yu Renyan and then practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique?"

Yue Yuan nodded; that was indeed the case.

"If he's not dead, why hasn't he come looking for us? That's it, he must be afraid of Zuo Lengchan's revenge, that must be it."

Seeing her laughing and crying at the same time, Yue Yuan couldn't bear to interrupt her.

Should I tell her that Liu Zhengfeng practiced the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual for Qu Yang?

After Liu Jing had completely vented, he hugged her tightly. "It's okay, everything is over now, and things will get better in the future."

"Waaah, am I really useless?" Liu Jing sobbed softly in his arms.

Suddenly she sat up abruptly and said very seriously, "Teach me martial arts, the most powerful kind."

Yue Yuan thought about it and realized that there was indeed a skill he could teach her.

He pretended to rummage under his pillow, but actually took out a secret manual from his backpack and handed it to Liu Jing.

"This was an unexpected find. It is a secret manual left by the Red Serpent Fairy of the Ancient Tomb Sect of the former Song Dynasty. One of its unique skills is the Five Poisons Divine Palm, which can kill a person with just one strike."

"There is another acupuncture technique called the Black Blood Divine Needle, which is Qu Yang's signature skill. I will also teach it to you, so that you will have no weaknesses and can fight both at long range and in close combat."

Liu Jing threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"You're so good to me, I'll miss you a little, what should I do?"

"I'll come to Hengshan to find you when I have time." He thought for a moment, then took out the Black Silk Armor that the system had given him last time and put it aside.

"This is the Black Silkworm Armor. Wearing it will protect you from ordinary internal force attacks. You can take it with you when you leave."

He knew that Liu Jing had gone to Hengshan this time and probably wouldn't come back. After all, she was his woman now, and he couldn't let her be in danger.

This emotional debt keeps piling up; when will it ever end?

Sigh, a person shouldn't be too outstanding; being too outstanding is also a mistake!

Liu Jing looked at the manual in her hand, then at the precious armor beside her, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

The original intention was simply to use Yue Yuan and sow discord between him and Huashan. Who knew things would develop like this? While causing trouble for Huashan, he himself gained Yue Yuan's support.

But now, she has no intention of letting go of Yue Yuan, and a bold idea suddenly pops into her mind: to snatch Yue Yuan into her own hands.

She flipped over and straddled Yue Yuan, whispering in his ear, "You've given me so much, yet I have nothing. How about I give you a son?"

Yue Yuan smiled slightly, "Alright, give me a son who will inherit the Hengshan Sword Sect, and I will teach him the authentic Hengshan sword technique."

Liu Jing nodded, and then slid down.