Chapter 0071

Chapter 71: Offering Myself, Love at First Sight

“One year old?” The women were stunned. They couldn’t believe their ears.

“Junior brother, you came just in time,” said Zhang Chu Qiao as she grabbed Zhou Tong’s wrist. “Come with me to a quiet place. I have something important to give you. I hope you can take care of Master and our sisters from now on.”

Her cheeks were red. Shyness mixed with resolve. She was ready to face her fate.

“Hold on,” said Zhou Tong as he gently pulled his wrist free and stuffed the Holy Heart into Zhang Chu Qiao’s arms.

Caught off guard, Zhang Chu Qiao’s slender arms closed tight and hugged the girl.

“You’re squeezing me. I can’t breathe,” complained the Holy Heart, rolling her eyes. To fight back, her small hands reached forward. When she touched two big, amazingly soft mounds that made one’s heart flutter, she squeezed hard.

“Ah!” Zhang Chu Qiao jolted like thunder struck her and fell weakly to the ground, her pretty face turning even redder.

“What are you doing?” she scolded, giving the girl a blaming look. This kid had a strong grip.

“Hmm… this is… an artwork,” murmured the Holy Heart, lost in the feeling, kneading away with open envy. In her last life she hadn’t been outstanding, and this life would probably be a chopping board—flat.

“Hey! You can’t touch that,” said Zhang Chu Qiao.

“Don’t move. Your life won’t last long, but I can save you,” said the Holy Heart.

Everyone except Zhou Tong widened their eyes. This little girl had never heard about Zhang Chu Qiao’s condition, yet she hit the truth in one line. Maybe there was really hope.

“Little sister, is that true?” asked Zhang Chu Qiao.

“It’s easy. I’ll show you my methods,” said the Holy Heart devil sovereign proudly, clearly not planning to let go. She activated the Heaven-Mending Creation Art and poured her own life force into Zhang Chu Qiao’s body.

“Whoa… this feeling is really…” Zhang Chu Qiao shivered, then her expression grew serious. She could sense the lost life force being filled in. The girl was truly saving her.

“Is this okay? You’re still so young. If you lose too much life force…” someone worried.

“Say no more. Big brother already paid the price. I came here just to save her,” said the Holy Heart.

All eyes turned to Zhou Tong. Zhang Chu Qiao’s gaze grew soft and deep, almost melting him. “It is heaven that sent you to me and pulled me from the fire. It really treats me well,” she said.

Hearing that, the little demoness felt a stir in her heart. Though she was happy, a sense of crisis rose. Mu Rong Ya had told her about big senior sister’s nature: swift and decisive, loving and hating boldly, never dodging her true feelings. Judging by this, even if she didn’t fall in love with that lecher right away, she already had a lot of goodwill. Unknowingly, the little demoness clenched her pink fists. [Little demoness, you’ve slacked off lately. Have you gotten used to relying on that lecher for everything? That won’t do!] She pumped herself up: [From today on, the enemy isn’t only outside. You have to wake up. In cultivation and in love, you must not lose!]

Zhou Tong’s brow twitched. He had collected “greed,” and a lot of it.

“You can stop now,” said Zhang Chu Qiao suddenly, trying to hold the Holy Heart back.

“It’s still early. I’m fine for now,” said the Holy Heart, surprised.

“It’s enough. With this life force, I can break through and keep fighting heaven for my life. That is the right path of cultivation,” said Zhang Chu Qiao.

As soon as she spoke, her aura surged, and the Holy Heart was bounced away. Zhang Chu Qiao closed her eyes and entered a clear, empty state.

“Hu!” With a boom, heaven and earth energy gathered, forming a lotus platform beneath her. The lotus had eight petals that slowly opened. On each petal, the gathered energy transformed in quality. Heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountain, and lake appeared on the lotus one by one: the Eight Trigrams. The trigrams reversed and joined, explaining yin and yang. Yin and yang merged, and the Great One appeared.

The so-called Great One realm was the true posture of the Yin Yang Dao Physique after breaking and then standing anew. Zhang Chu Qiao gained insight, faced death, and rose again.

“Gather jade movement, collect heaven and earth, sweep sun and moon, break the void, arrive at the great chaos, let the turbid air out, with a clear heart and bright spirit, take in all spiritual energy for my use,” she intoned, then opened eyes bright as stars. The gloom was gone. A heaven’s chosen was reborn.

The cinnabar dot at her brow blurred, then split into black and white, finally turning into a tiny taiji diagram. In the next moment, her aura shot up: first layer of Severing the Heavens, second layer, third layer… all the way to the ninth layer, still not stopping.

“Break through it,” said Zhou Tong, his voice low, a bit tense despite himself. Whether Zhang Chu Qiao could defy fate would be decided now.

“It’s nothing,” she said, licking her red lips as an aggressive light flashed in her eyes. A mere boundary wall of realm could not stop the fighting spirit of the Yin Yang Dao Physique.

There was a boom as shackles shattered. A vast aura descended. Beyond Severing the Heavens… the Life and Death realm. Zhang Chu Qiao floated in midair. Her jade hair tie snapped, and her dark hair poured like a waterfall, dotted with starlight. Endless life force rained from the sky and filled her body, completely reversing her decline. With the naked eye, her figure lengthened a bit, becoming even more perfect. Her skin grew more lustrous, like warm jade, radiating astonishing charm.

“So beautiful,” breathed the Holy Heart. Even as a girl, she was conquered by the beauty right in front of her. When she wrote her “human observation reports” before, she had never seen beauty at this level; today she discovered a whole group. These beauties were good at hiding.

“Junior brother,” said Zhang Chu Qiao, her red lips parting, her voice full of lingering warmth.

Zhou Tong instinctively stepped back. She had triggered the Joyous Union Heavenly Art, and it was even the second layer, Silken Phantasm. The next instant, a soft body bumped into his arms. Of course, it was Zhang Chu Qiao.

“Senior sister, what are you doing?” he asked.

“You saved my life. From today on, I am your woman. The gift I prepared for you before, you can have it anytime…” she whispered in his ear, her breath like orchids, tender and wrapping, hard to resist.

“Senior sister!” Even with Zhou Tong’s self-control, his heart wavered. “We are from the same sect. Saving you is what I should do. There’s no need for you to offer yourself.”

“Fool,” she said, rolling her eyes with a thousand charms. “Don’t you get it yet? I fell in love with you at first sight.”