Chapter 62: Soul Separation Part 1

Zhang Qingshui slowly walked to the outside of Wang Ya’s room and saw light seeping through the door crack. She reached the door, originally intending to knock, but reluctant to disturb Huang Qi who was sleeping next door, so she gently twisted open Wang Ya’s door. She lightened her footsteps as she entered the room and softly closed the door behind her. Her heart raced from this thief-like action, feeling extremely uneasy. She saw that Wang Ya’s room had the light on and assumed Wang Ya was asleep. She had even prepared to exchange barbs with Wang Ya again, but when she reached the bedside, she discovered that Wang Ya was sleeping deeply, with only a pair of small panties left on her body as she lay sideways on the bed.

Strands of hair draped over her forehead, accentuating the seductive beauty of her face. Her tightly closed eyes and slightly parted red lips revealed a serene tranquility in sleep. Her arm curved in front of her, half-covering her plump breasts. Scattered bruises marked her body, and the snow-white skin blended with bruises of varying shades into a mesmerizing allure that seized the heart.

Zhang Qingshui stood in the room, gazing at the soundly sleeping Wang Ya, feeling as if even her breath had been stolen away. She couldn’t help but walk to the bedside and gently brush aside the few strands of hair covering Wang Ya’s sleeping face, revealing a countenance more bewitching and alluring than that of a Nine-Tailed Fox Demon. She clearly knew Wang Ya was a demon, yet only now did she understand that demons could bewitch the human heart more than humans. Perhaps, the world’s intolerance for demons stemmed more from their overwhelming temptation, which posed a threat too hard for people to resist. At this moment, she even wanted to eliminate this Millennium Great Demon that had bewitched her mind. She sat on the edge of the bed and let out a low sigh, turning her head to look at Wang Ya again. Two voices warred in her heart: one told her that one day she would surely eliminate Wang Ya, so what harm was there in doing something before succeeding and killing her? The other told her not to be swayed by desire; once she took that step, she would fall, and it would be hard to uphold her Dao Heart again. A single misstep could lead her down the evil path, controlled by desire. But she was human, and humans had desires. Without desires, how could one be called human?

Zhang Qingshui sat for a while when she suddenly felt a gaze upon her. She turned her head and was startled to find Wang Ya had opened her eyes and was looking at her. Her brows shot up in surprise as she let out a low cry: “You’re awake?”

Wang Ya felt someone sitting on her bedside and thought it was a dream. Only when she heard Zhang Qingshui’s voice did she realize it wasn’t a hallucination from her hangover headache. She raised her hand to her dizzy, faintly aching head and asked in a low voice, “Why are you here?” She remembered getting drunk and being sent back to her room by Zhang Qingshui and Huang Qi. It seemed… she vaguely recalled Zhang Qingshui binding her hands and force-feeding her something. She was extremely sleepy and uncomfortable, really not wanting to deal with Zhang Qingshui. She reached out, grabbed the small leather bag from the bedside, hugged it to her chest, rolled over, closed her eyes, and continued sleeping.

Zhang Qingshui called softly: “Wang Ya.”

Wang Ya responded without even lifting her eyelids: “Mm?” She murmured sleepily, “Say it tomorrow if you have something.”

Zhang Qingshui asked, “Do you know how alluring you are right now?”

Wang Ya replied lowly, “You all see me as a demon. It’s the Demonic Aura inside me that’s alluring, not me.”

Zhang Qingshui asked, “Is there a difference?” She turned Wang Ya back over, stared at her exquisite and seductive face, and said, “Do you know how bewitching and tempting to evil thoughts you are right now?”

Wang Ya opened her eyes in astonishment, looking at Zhang Qingshui who was so close. She didn’t understand why Zhang Qingshui had come in the dead of night to say these things. To remind her not to go out and seduce people? Who had she seduced? Wang Ya only felt baffled.

Then Wang Ya caught the scent of Yi Wood Aura. Before she could identify its sudden source, her arms tightened, and she realized she had been bound by Zhang Qingshui’s Azure Vine. She looked at Zhang Qingshui in shock and cried, “Zhang Qingshui, you—what do you mean?” She circulated her Demonic Power to break free from the Azure Vines, but discovered they contained Azure Dragon Yi Wood aura, making them extremely tough and capable of absorbing her Demonic Power. Wang Ya paled in alarm. Could Zhang Qingshui not wait any longer and now plot to seize her Yin Spirit Scroll? Without the Other Shore Demon Flower True Body and countless Yin Spirits, the scroll had no protection left. Anyone could see it now, and if Zhang Qingshui truly took it, she would be in real danger.

Zhang Qingshui chuckled lightly twice and softly uttered two words: “Subduing the demon.”

Wang Ya’s expression darkened as she cursed inwardly: Subdue your ass of a demon. Even if I’m full of Demonic Aura, I’m still a person, not a demon, okay? The next second, Zhang Qingshui hooked her chin with a bent finger and lifted it up. Wang Ya’s face immediately darkened as she asked, “Are you teasing me?”

Zhang Qingshui traced Wang Ya’s seductive jade-like face with her finger and said lowly, “A Millennium Great Demon Body Seizure and transforming into human… Wang Ya, today you made me understand what a true demon is.”

Wang Ya narrowed her eyes halfway and asked coldly, “And then?”