The wise do not fall in love.

"You! You bastard!" Ling Fei'er was so furious she nearly lost her composure.

But she managed to hold it in.

"Since things have come to this, what do you suggest we do?"

"What do we do? Of course, you compensate me."

Ling Fei'er's eyes instantly welled up with tears. "Do you take me for some brothel girl? Can my purity be bought with money?"

"You misunderstood. I meant you compensate me," Gu Qingfeng said indifferently.

"I'm a young, untouched man, and you lured me into your cave under the pretense of asking about formations, only to defile my purity. What will the female disciples who admire me think? What about my reputation? Shouldn’t you pay me for emotional damages?"

Ling Fei'er was utterly enraged. In all her life, she had never met such a shameless man—until today.

In her mind, the scenario should have unfolded like this: given her beauty, if she acted just a little pitiful, the other party would surely be protective and tender-hearted, falling right into her grasp.

Who would have thought Gu Qingfeng was completely devoid of emotion?

"I don’t care. From now on, I’m your woman. You have to take responsibility for me," Ling Fei'er said stubbornly. Her reasoning was simple: since her purity was already lost, she might as well maximize her gains and firmly secure Gu Qingfeng.

But Gu Qingfeng wasn’t having any of it.

"Wow! You got a free ride and didn’t even pay, and now you want to latch onto me? Planning to freeload long-term, huh? Even a plow ox needs to be fed before it works the fields. You’re asking me to labor for free?"

Ling Fei'er was so angry she rolled her eyes. "A beauty like me clings to you, and you’re unwilling? Don’t tell me you feel nothing for me!"

"Nothing. I was forced."

"Not even a little bit of affection?" Ling Fei'er trembled, her voice choked with tears, looking every bit like a heartbroken girl abandoned by a scoundrel.

She even reached out to grab Gu Qingfeng’s arm, her face etched with a pleading expression that could melt hearts.

"Tsk tsk, your acting is impeccable. You’ve perfectly captured the tragic aura of a woman whose parents divorced, who’s terminally ill, whose son went astray, whose daughter ended up in a brothel, and whose husband ran off with another woman. But sorry, little sister, this big brother isn’t buying it.

No affection means no affection. Not a shred."

"I don’t believe you!! You’re lying!!! You just don’t want to take responsibility!"

Ling Fei'er completely lost it. Her greatest confidence lay in her looks—she refused to believe any man could resist her charm. Gu Qingfeng could refuse responsibility, but he couldn’t ignore her allure!

Gu Qingfeng said calmly, "Sorry, but the wise don’t fall in love. If you get pregnant, I’m not responsible."

Ling Fei'er froze as if struck by lightning.

......

In a hidden location.

"I’ve reported to the Sword Demon. He has decided to replace the executor of the plan with Gu Qingfeng. Have you made contact with him yet?"

Meng Yan questioned Ling Fei'er, though today she seemed unusually distracted.

"Yes, I’ve made contact."

Meng Yan nodded. "Given your charm and his notorious lust, you must have secured him by now, right?"

Ling Fei'er remained silent.

Frowning, Meng Yan was about to press further when he suddenly noticed something off about her. Shocked, he asked, "Your primordial yin is gone? Who took it?"

Ling Fei'er stayed silent.

"Was it Gu Qingfeng? You actually invested such a heavy stake in him?"

"Yes, it was Gu Qingfeng. But it wasn’t how you think."

"I don’t care about the process—only the result. Just tell me, did Gu Qingfeng fall for you?"

At this, Ling Fei'er seethed with hatred, grinding her teeth. "No."

Meng Yan was stunned. "Even your charm couldn’t sway him? Did you do something to anger him?"

"Did I do something!?" Ling Fei'er exploded. "Do you know that Gu Qingfeng isn’t even a real man? What kind of man cultivates seduction arts?

But that bastard actually mastered them—better than me!

I went to seduce him, only to end up ensnared by his techniques and losing my purity!"

Hearing that Gu Qingfeng practiced seduction arts, Meng Yan’s lips twitched. The depths of Gu Qingfeng’s shamelessness had clearly surpassed even what demons could tolerate.

"We demons have long shed our human identities. Things like ‘purity’ are just lingering human obsessions. Why do you care so much? Don’t tell me you sacrificed your purity and still failed to secure him?"

"That scoundrel isn’t human! He pulled up his pants and pretended nothing happened!" Ling Fei'er grew angrier as she spoke. "I asked him if he felt even a shred of affection for me. Do you know how he replied?"

"How?"

"He said, ‘The wise don’t fall in love. If you get pregnant, I’m not responsible.’"

Meng Yan fell silent.

After a long pause, he finally uttered four words: "What a scumbag!"

"Scumbag doesn’t even cover it! He’s not human at all. We demons still have ‘human’ in our name, but he’s less human than us demons!"

Ling Fei'er ranted like a furious shrew for a long time before finally calming down slightly.

"It seems I misjudged Gu Qingfeng," Meng Yan mused. "I thought he was just a lustful, greedy mortal. Turns out, he’s a monster cloaked in human skin, driven purely by desire.

You tried to tempt desire with desire, only to get burned.

With your looks and seduction skills, the only men in this world who could resist you are those with unshakable discipline or practitioners of emotionless paths. Any other man, no matter how restrained, would inevitably waver.

Frankly, if I hadn’t already become a demon, my heart filled with demonic nature, even I would have been tempted by you.

Even someone as formidable as Dugu Wei sneaks glances at you in crowds—that’s how potent your allure is. Yet Gu Qingfeng slept with you and remained utterly unmoved, refusing to claim you and even demanding payment afterward. He’s no ordinary man.

But you can’t give up. Though he’s not a demon, his desires and demonic nature are no weaker than ours. He’s a born fiend. We must pull him to our side."

"Can’t give up!?" Ling Fei'er’s voice shot up an octave, her almond-shaped eyes widening. "You mean I should go back to him?"

"Not exactly. As they say, familiarity breeds affection. Stay by his side often—even stones warm with time. Besides, this is the Sword Demon’s will.

Don’t worry. The Sword Demon has already prepared a solution."

Meng Yan pulled out a cultivation manual and handed it to Ling Fei'er.

"Use this against Gu Qingfeng."

"With this method, you can secretly transfer demonic energy into him, bit by bit, until he’s corrupted.

The technique is subtle—he won’t notice until it’s too late. Once the demonic energy takes root, it’ll be irreversible. Then I’ll step in and transform him into a demon. After that, he’ll be ours to control."

Ling Fei'er’s expression softened slightly, though she still seemed reluctant.

However, soon enough, a demonic glint gradually surfaced in Ling Fei'er's eyes, turning fierce and ruthless.

She resolved to endure humiliation and bear the burden, determined to fully transform Gu Qingfeng into a human-demon, completely under her control!

Heh, a peerless genius of the human race, a dual-saint physique—just imagine the look on his face when he realizes he’s been turned into a human-demon.

How utterly delightful it would be to witness!