Chapter 421 - The Great Holy Infant Spirit
Chapter 421: The Great Holy Infant Spirit
Lin Qiye floated in the air with his hands behind his head. He deliberately put on a regretful expression and said, “You can’t do this either. Do you want to seduce me with that bit of awareness? Who are you looking down on? ”
Lonemoon’s face turned red. She had wanted to use her seduction technique to make Lin Qiye submit to her.
However, she didn’t expect that he would be able to break it easily and even tease her!
It was simply intolerable!
“You bastard!” Lonemoon was furious. She gritted her teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds. It was as if she wanted to skin Lin Qiye and eat him alive.
“Hey, you have to speak with your conscience, okay?”
Lin Qiye spread out his hands and looked innocent.
“You were the one who seduced me just now. My pure heart and body were almost tainted by you, and now you’re blaming me for it?”
“You!” Lonemoon felt like her lungs were about to explode.
She had never seen such a shameless person.
However, what Lin Qiye said seemed to make sense. She couldn’t refute him.
“What about me? Does a mere fox demon want to scheme against me? Go back and train for a few hundred years.”
Lin Qiye turned to leave after he finished speaking.
Lonemoon gritted her teeth and stomped her feet. “Aren’t you going to ask me what I need your help with?”
Lin Qiye stopped in his tracks and looked at her. He smiled and shook his head.
When Lonemoon said she wanted his help, he had already guessed that she wanted his help to deal with the tiger demon in the mountain.
But Lin Qiye scanned Lonemoon’s cultivation level. She was at the late-stage Golden Core Realm.
Since she was no match for the tiger demon, it meant the latter’s strength was at least at the Nascent Soul Realm.
Although Lin Qiye was confident, he was not stupid. Currently, he had only cultivated his mental power and accumulated some innate Qi.
It could barely suppress evil spirits, but it was ineffective against living beings with flesh and blood like demons.
Lin Qiye could only rely on his cultivation to fight it head-on. If he couldn’t win, he would be finished.
With his middle-stage Golden Core Realm cultivation, he would be courting death if he were to fight a Nascent Soul Realm tiger demon head-on.
Upon seeing Lin Qiye not giving her any face, Lonemoon felt extremely aggrieved.
She had finally accumulated enough power and cultivation to prepare for a breakthrough.
However, she did not expect a tiger demon to appear out of nowhere.
Not only did he rob her cave, but he also threatened her to hand over her demon core while she was gravely injured.
From then on, she was controlled and forced to listen to the orders of the tiger demon.
A few days ago, when she patrolled the mountains, she finally saw Lin Qiye, a new mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.
She had thought there would be a glimmer of hope if she allied with him.
However, she didn’t expect that he would reject her without hesitating even after she had given him the merit points of Tata Village.
All hope was shattered.
When the tiger demon had completely absorbed that treasure, his strength would probably be even more terrifying.
She would have no way of breaking free from his control.
For a moment, the more Lonemoon thought about it, the more aggrieved and uncomfortable she felt.
She squatted on the ground and started crying.
“Why am I so unlucky? Everyone is bullying me…”
Her cries were mournful and heartbreaking.
Lin Qiye had only taken a few steps when he heard the cries. His heart softened.
He sighed. “Sigh, I can’t bear to hear women cry. Looks like I’ll have to change this bad habit of mine.”
He mumbled softly, then turned around and floated towards Lonemoon.
“Don’t cry.” He floated in front of her. Although he was standing, he was about the same height as Lonemoon, who was squatting down.
“Go away!”
Tears rolled down Lonemoon’s face uncontrollably. Clearly, she was heartbroken.
Lin Qiye looked at Lonemoon, who was crying like a child who was a few hundred years old. He felt a little touched.
Previously, when Lonemoon sent those villagers down the mountain, and when she said that she was giving him a gift, she looked majestic and ethereal.
Although she was charming, she was more holy and pure.
The seemingly contradictory aura was present in her.
Lin Qiye knew that her charm might have come from the spell she cultivated, but her nature was similar to that of an inexperienced naive girl.
Lin Qiye’s heart ached for her when he thought of this. He reached out his chubby little hand and touched Lonemoon’s head.
“Don’t cry. I’ll help you.”