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Being weak is like Xue Ziyi's original sin.
She was born into a poor family and her family had little money since she was a child. In order to survive, her biological parents once wanted to strangle her to death.
In the cold winter of that year, Xue Ziyi, who was sold by her parents, suppressed her nausea and fear and joined the outer sect of the Yanyue Sect.
The first thing she did was to pick up a piece of red-hot charcoal and stuff it in there to make her intention clear.
Compared to the sadness of being born a woman and not being able to control my own destiny, what is this little pain?
"It is precisely because of the existence of this kind of thing that people always say that women can still be sold after all."
I don't need a man, and I don't need a way out. If I lose one day, it must be because I'm dead.
Success or failure is determined by fate, I will never regret it even if I am torn to pieces!
……
When Ye Wanqing walked out of the room, she looked a little dazed.
Seeing this, Ye Hong frowned, and immediately helped his mother to sit down beside him, then stood up straight, and held her forehead against his shoulder.
She said tiredly, "Son, the little girl finally escaped from the fire pit, don't send her back."
After hearing this, Ye Hong turned to Yu'er and asked, "Senior, what's going on? What happened just now..."
Yu'er was well-informed and didn't find anything she couldn't accept.
She had fought at the forefront against the evil ways before, and had seen things that were even more perverted and inhumane than this. For example, the predecessor of the Yanyue Sect, the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect, had always done many evil things, including chopping men and women into human pigs and keeping them in medicine jars.
In addition, there are blood sacrifices, soul extraction, and corpse training. Who can imagine the despair of seeing a comrade who had fought side by side and talked about ideals the day before being dug out by the enemy the next day and refined into a killing weapon?
In the end, everyone even agreed not to leave any corpses behind...
In short, that group of evil cultivators would do anything when they went crazy. It was only after the demise of the evil sect that the atmosphere in the cultivation world began to improve in the last three hundred years.
However, these words cannot be said directly to children.
In fact, Yu'er could understand Wanqing's feelings at this moment, so she said with some sympathy: "The girl was tortured terribly, and her confession matches the injuries on her body."
But she still felt something was wrong. This was a woman's irrational intuition.
After understanding the situation, Ye Hong also fell silent. Suddenly, he asked Yu'er out of the blue, "Senior, what is the cultivation level of the ancestor of Yanyue Sect?"
Yuer thought about it carefully and said, "The fusion stage, probably." Anyway, he is not as good as your ancestor.
Then she asked again, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Ye Hong said as if it was a matter of course: "Write it down in the notebook first."
When your cultivation level is high enough in the future, you can kill it easily when you meet it.
Upon hearing this, Yu'er smiled with some ambiguous meanings on her face. She thought, this child is quite vindictive. He would do anything for Wanqing. In the future, would he also be willing to become a demon for Wanqing...
So he blinked his eyes and asked, "Can I see your little notebook?"
"No, senior." He smiled casually.
Because the first person on the list is me, and because I am the person most likely to hurt my mother one day in the future.
I can't give up my possessiveness, and I don't have the ability to completely protect her, so I can only do my best not to hurt her.
Well, let me love you with this heart that is so dirty that I cannot look straight at it, and this feeling that is so immoral and twisted that it once made me want to commit suicide.
Chapter 74 Returning to My Mother's Home
Ye Wanqing leaned on her son's not-so-broad shoulders and relaxed, finally recovering her strength. In fact, the emotion in her heart was more of a humanitarian pity, rather than pity for Xue Ziyi or any particular person.
Ye Hong said in a gentle voice: "Mother, don't worry about the rest, just leave it to me."
"Hmm." Ye Wanqing seemed a little absent-minded, and after saying that, she fell into deep thought.
Combined with Xue Ziyi's tragic experience, she couldn't help but think of the word "stone woman", which people generally use to refer to women who cannot have sex. Then, an inexplicable idea was brewing in her mind - if she could learn or create such a skill, could she be intimate with her son at will without worrying about putting him in an unfilial and unjust situation.
This love has nothing to do with romance. Human love is better than sexual intercourse between men and women.
……
Ye Hong pushed open the door, and a faint fragrance wafted out from inside.
Xue Ziyi had already dressed herself up again and was leaning softly on the couch, looking at him with a half-smile.
How can a meeting between people be called unforgettable? At least Ye Hong felt that he would never forget the girl in front of him for a long time in the future. This delicate face was as innocent and pure as a child, and her bright eyes were filled with a sly smile, as if to say, everything is in my plan.
Her determination to destroy herself made him more convinced that "she was a crazy girl with a problem in her brain". If she was not mentally ill, she would not have shouted, "Mom, come out to receive customers". Wasn't this asking for a beating?
Ye Hong looked at her, but could not see the suffering she had endured, "Xue Ziyi..."
She smiled and said, "I'm here."
It seemed that the troubles of the world had nothing to do with her, and the treatment she had suffered before did not make her silent.
He asked, "Can you describe yourself in one sentence?" Then he stared at her soft face.
Xue Ziyi thought about it, then opened her thin lips and spoke in a voice like a yellow oriole singing in a secluded valley, "Women are like clothes, and purple clothes also need to be worn by their owners."
The seemingly simple words actually touched his heart. He said to himself, then let's not kill her for now.
Ye Hong stared at her and nodded slightly, "Okay, follow me."
Xue Ziyi tilted her head to look at him and chuckled, "Where are you going?"
"Go to Ziyun Tower and take back what belongs to you."
There was a sudden flash of surprise in her eyes.
……
Ye Hong and Xue Ziyi walked quickly through the streets. Naturally, Yu'er was indispensable on such occasions. Because he was now in the center of controversy, he attracted many curious eyes. Many passers-by looked sideways or even stopped, just to find out what was going on. However, only a few dared to talk about it to their faces, for fear of getting into trouble.
Xue Ziyi's pace was much slower than Ye Hong's, like that of a woman with bound feet. However, Ye Hong had no intention of waiting for her. He was too lazy to even look back at her. He was only concerned with talking to Yu'er beside him.
She still insisted on her point of view, "I can feel that she is extraordinary."
"When we get to Ziyun Tower, we'll find out the answer."
After coming to Ziyun Tower, business seems to be better than last time. People are impetuous and materialistic. There are always men who think that if a beautiful and elegant courtesan falls into trouble, her value will drop, and they can then have sex with her. However, this is nothing but wishful thinking.
As usual, Ye Hong was invited to the second floor, where he met Xue Tao smoothly. She was still as radiant as ever, wearing a gorgeous red dress.
A crazy thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He thought that it was really convenient for monks. They didn't need to change clothes all year round. Even in today's hot climate, he had never seen the spectacle of pairs of white legs on the streets like in modern times. Even the female monks of the Yanyue Sect, who were called "bitches", were unwilling to wear clothes that exposed their arms and legs. The world today was hopeless.
Xue Tao still greeted him with a smile, "Young Master, we meet again?"
Ye Hong nodded slightly, and pointed at Xue Ziyi, "You both have the surname Xue. Is she your daughter or a relative?"
"Young Master, you are joking. It's just a coincidence." Xue Tao paused and continued, "I have always been straightforward and don't beat around the bush. May I ask why you are here today?"
To be honest, she had already started sweating. This was an extreme test of her acting skills. If she didn't coordinate properly or something went wrong, she would probably be beaten to death.
"I heard you sell furnace tripods here, how much is it worth?"
Xue Tao showed an intriguing smile and said, "My dear, the sect has put a lot of effort into training a foundation-building cultivator."
Ye Hong suddenly felt that she was a bit annoying. Didn't she say that she never beat around the bush? He thought to himself that when he had achieved success in cultivation in the future, he would suppress all these evil ways! But now he really didn't have the time, nor was he in the mood to beat around the bush with her, "How much is it?"
Xue Tao also noticed that he seemed a little impatient, and hurriedly said: "This damn girl was originally worth at least 150 low-grade immortal stones, but now her appearance is not very good. The only good-looking thing on her body is her face..."
"Fuck, you don't understand what I'm saying?"
Xue Tao was scolded again. She pursed her lips and cursed in her heart that the yellow-haired boy was really ignorant of romance. She said aggrievedly, "I am also thinking about the young master. Since the young master wants it, then take it back. Just consider it as making friends. You only need to pay a symbolic immortal stone."
"Who wants to be friends with you?" Ye Hong sneered, and counted out 150 immortal qi stones and threw them to her. After all, the money belonged to others, and it was a no-cost business, so he didn't feel anything when spending it. "Bring me her file first."
Then he turned to look at Xue Ziyi, "Don't stand there stupidly behind me, go pack your things."
The two of them left the private room one after the other. Xue Tao subconsciously glanced at Zi Yi and found that there was a hint of joy on her face. She subconsciously shuddered.
What evil thing does this female devil want to do again?
"Mom, you better be careful." Zi Yi smiled sweetly, "Next time he speaks, you have to listen carefully."
Otherwise I'll cut off your decorative ears and stick them underneath you.
Xue Tao had no way of answering and could only put on a stern face and forced a cold snort, but in fact he was already sweating profusely.
Soon, Xue Ziyi's contract and files were retrieved, along with the corresponding token that controlled her. There are also some other similar methods, such as puppetry, soul-controlling, corpse-driving, love potion and insect-causing insects...all of which can achieve the purpose of controlling people.
Ye Hong sat there holding Yu'er, and she leaned over and sat on his legs, finding a comfortable position. The two of them looked through her life story together, searching for possible clues or traces. The more they read, the more they felt that this girl was a ruthless person, and a masochist at that.
Xue Ziyi stood aside and looked at him, with an indescribable tenderness in her eyes.
Ye Hong seemed to sense something, and raised his head inadvertently, bumping into her.
Chapter 75: Initial Discussion
Ye Hong pinched his brows like an adult and said to Xue Ziyi, "Help me grind some ink."
She wrinkled her nose, then smiled and said, "Okay."
At the side, Xue Taowei looked at her well-behaved appearance, the corner of her mouth twitched unnoticeably, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. You are asking her to do things, aren't you afraid that she will get tired of playing with you in the future and cut you into a human stick?
After the ink was ground, Xue Ziyi watched him sign and seal the contract neatly, and then handed him the pen.
Ye Hong said: "I will keep these things for you first. You can just follow me and do things for the time being. You don't have to call me master. When I pay off my debts in the future, I will give you freedom and you can leave at will."
Xue Ziyi raised the corners of her lips slightly. Freedom? It's amazing that he could think of this.
A man can treat a woman as a vase to be admired, or as a cauldron to be kept, but he will never give her an equal status, or freedom.
"Young master, come again next time!" Xue Tao personally sent them out. She was polite with her words but cursed in her heart, "Don't come again. Take this female devil away from me, or your blood will splash on me!"
Ye Hong did not take Xue Ziyi back with him, but found an inn nearby for her to stay in, preparing to return to Qiuye Sect together later.
After all, considering that the senior sisters disliked Xue Ziyi from the bottom of their hearts, and they had stood up for him before, if he continued to act close to her, wouldn't it be like he was bewitched by the witch, which would be a slap in the face of the senior sisters?
He can still distinguish between close and distant relatives, and he won't let others feel disappointed.
Ye Hong sat there with his chin on his hand, staring across the table at Xue Ziyi, who was standing across from him with her hands hanging down. Suddenly, he said, "Would you like to sit down and let's chat casually?"
She was a little surprised and said with a sweet smile: "Yes, sir."
Ye Hong took out a fruit similar to the Woju from his Qiankun bag, peeled it, tasted it, handed it to Yu'er, and said, "It's quite sweet."
Then, in front of her, he turned around and asked Xue Ziyi a private question: "Are you a masochist? The kind of person who gets more excited when suffering?"