I Decided to Sell Night倾城

The Blissful Skiff shuttled through the boundless sea of clouds, speeding toward the Hehuan Sect of the Western Continent.

The sky was terrifyingly gloomy. Rolling dark clouds, like massive blocks of lead, pressed heavily against the flying skiff's defensive array.

On the deck of the skiff, the dead silence was suffocating.

Ye Qingcheng curled up in the corner farthest from Ye Xuan, looking like a discarded pile of rags.

She did not sit on a meditation cushion, but knelt directly on the freezing floorboards made of thousand-year-old peach wood.

The luxurious red dress that once symbolized the supreme honor of a Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect was now stained with the mud and dried blood of the Biluo Archipelago, clinging in wrinkles to her shivering body.

Her spirits had hit rock bottom; it was as if all the vitality had been drained from her.

Those eyes, which once sparkled with brilliance and were capable of captivating all living beings, were now hollow, unfocused, and covered in a hideous web of bloodshot veins.

Her gaze was rooted, fixed stubbornly and greedily on Ye Xuan, who was resting with his eyes closed a short distance away. She did not dare to look away for even a second.

A bedmaid... a concubine... watching him touch other women...

The words Ye Xuan had spoken on the beach were like millions of poisoned needles, ruthlessly piercing her mind at every moment, churning her soul into an unrecognizable pulp.

She was going mad with jealousy!

Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see the image of Ye Xuan embracing that mortal girl named Ying'er, engaging in the throes of passion.

Her heart felt as if it were being repeatedly roasted over karmic flames, the pain so intense that she almost bit off her own tongue.

Yet, she dared not lash out.

In her hands, she still tightly clutched the coarse cloth bag filled with cheap dog food. That was her only favor, the final proof of her reason to live.

Just then, the sea of clouds ahead suddenly began to surge violently!

An immensely massive, eerie pressure, carrying a sickening stench of blood and a wicked, lustful aura, crushed down upon them like a toppling mountain and overturning sea.

The Blissful Skiff's defensive array let out a mournful wail under the unbearable burden and began to shake violently.

Ye Qingcheng snapped her head up. Her previously unfocused pupils suddenly contracted, turning into two icy blades.

The decadence and submissiveness radiating from her were swept away in an instant when faced with an external enemy, replaced by the monstrous killing intent of a Tribulation Stage mighty figure!

A massive flying skiff, constructed entirely of ghastly white human bones and pitch-black profound iron, savagely smashed through the clouds and brushed past the Blissful Skiff.

Resentment soared to the heavens above the bone skiff, where countless half-naked vengeful spirits of female cultivators could be faintly seen wailing in agony within its formations.

Ye Xuan, it is actually you?

A voice as harsh and hoarse as a night owl, yet brimming with endless arrogance, rang out from the bone skiff, piercing through the howling wind.

Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his deep black pupils devoid of even the slightest ripple.

He slowly stood up, walked to the edge of the deck, and looked up.

Standing at the bow of the bone skiff was an emaciated, withered old man.

He wore a bizarre Daoist robe with different colors on the left and right sides. The left half of his face looked like a dried corpse, while the right half was as rosy as a baby's. A wicked, greedy glint flashed in his triangular eyes.

Ye Xuan looked at him, slightly narrowing his eyes as a playful smirk curled the corners of his lips.

He knew this old man. Not only did he know him, but in his previous life, they could even be called kindred spirits of the same vile nature.

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable.

An infamous great demon in the cultivation world whose very name struck terror into the hearts of men and stopped children from crying at night.

His most notorious behavior was his penchant for plundering the wives and daughters of the various sects' prodigies, torturing those lofty fairies and holy maidens into human cauldrons stripped of all dignity, harvesting their vital yin day and night for his dual-cultivation pleasure.

He was jointly wanted by both the righteous and demonic paths, yet he had remained at large to this day, relying on his bizarre cultivation techniques and unfathomable cultivation base.

However, the moment Ye Qingcheng saw this old man, she looked as if she had been struck by lightning.

Clang!

A crisp ring of a sword!

Ye Qingcheng did not hesitate to summon her natal flying sword, Severed Emotion. Like a frenzied mother wolf protecting her cub, she instantly stood in front of Ye Xuan.

Senior Brother, step back!

Spiritual energy surged explosively around Ye Qingcheng, the fierce wind whipping her long hair into a wild, demonic dance.

She stared fixedly at the Yin-Yang Demon Venerable, her eyes cold to the extreme. Every nerve in her body was taut, filled with utmost vigilance and killing intent.

This old demon was infamous for his love of plundering female cultivators, and he was exceptionally sinister and cunning. She would absolutely not allow anyone to hurt her Senior Brother! Absolutely not!

However, facing Ye Qingcheng, who was acting as if confronting a deadly foe, Ye Xuan appeared completely unconcerned.

He lightly brushed the dust off his sleeves. With a flash of his figure, he bypassed Ye Qingcheng's protective circle like a phantom, stepping directly onto the empty air and arriving in front of the Yin-Yang Demon Venerable's bone skiff.

Let us talk, Ye Xuan said in a flat tone, as if greeting an acquaintance at a vegetable market.

Hahaha! Brother Ye Xuan! Long time no see. Indeed, we need to have a good chat! The Yin-Yang Demon Venerable let out an incredibly ear-piercing cackle. His green-glowing eyes sized Ye Xuan up before he swept his large sleeve.

A pitch-black silencing barrier, completely isolating all divine sense and sound, instantly enveloped him and Ye Xuan.

Senior Brother!

Ye Qingcheng's eyes instantly turned red. A massive wave of panic gripped her heart like a ruthless, invisible hand.

She swung the Severed Emotion sword without hesitation, transforming into a mournful red sword glow, and recklessly charged toward that pitch-black barrier!

Just as the tip of her sword was about to touch the barrier.

Inside the barrier, Ye Xuan slightly turned his head. Through the semi-transparent black light curtain, he shot her an extremely impatient, icy glare.

Then, Ye Xuan's voice floated out lightly through the gaps in the formation: Do not worry, he and I are old acquaintances. Kneel outside and wait for me.

Ye Qingcheng forcefully halted her momentum.

The powerful inertia brought a sweet taste to her throat, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she did not care in the slightest.

Her eyes widened as she looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief. Her voice cracked from extreme anxiety and incomprehension:

Old acquaintances? Senior Brother! He is no good! He is a notorious demon! He loves nothing more than plundering female cultivators and kills without batting an eye. You will lose your life being with him! Come back quickly!

She screamed until her voice was hoarse, her hands desperately pounding against the edge of the barrier, like a despairing wife watching her husband walk toward a cliff.

Inside the barrier.

Ye Xuan looked at that breathtakingly beautiful face outside the barrier, now distorted with anxiety and covered in tears.

He felt no emotion. Deep in his eyes, there was only a chilling sense of mockery and disgust.

He slowly turned around, leaned his head out of the barrier, and looked directly into Ye Qingcheng's eyes. A fiercely cruel sneer curled the corners of his mouth as he enunciated every word:

A notorious demon?

Ye Qingcheng, what right do you have to judge others? Are you not also a female demon who climbed to a high position by plundering men, a woman who would sleep with anyone?

Ye Qingcheng's body violently stiffened.

Her hands, which had been beating against the barrier, fell powerlessly, her nails scraping against the shield with a piercing screech. Those eyes, originally full of anxiety, lost all their luster in an instant, turning a dead, ashen gray.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips trembled violently, yet she could not utter a single sound.

Right... in her senior brother's eyes, what difference was there between her and this old demon?

No, in her senior brother's eyes, she was worse than this old demon; she was the lowest of prostitutes, a cheap harlot anyone could have.

Clang.

Her natal flying sword, Severed Affection, slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the deck.

Ye Qingcheng was like a marionette whose soul had been extracted. She returned to the flying ship of the Joyous Union Sect and fell to her knees.

She buried her head deeply against the cold deck, remaining completely motionless as the fierce winds battered her. All that remained were extremely suppressed whimpers, like those of a wounded beast.

Inside the barrier, it was perfectly calm, completely isolating the wind, rain, and cries from the outside world.

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable took in everything happening outside.

He looked at Ye Qingcheng shivering on her knees on the deck, then looked at the indifferent Ye Xuan in front of him, and suddenly threw his head back, erupting into an even more unbridled fit of wild laughter.

Hahahaha! Brother Ye! I have lived for so many years and seen countless women, but today, I am truly in awe of you!

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable raised a withered thumb, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement and jealousy. Every lifetime I see you, you are always accompanied by powerful women whose strength shakes the heavens and makes a name for themselves across the realm.

And... tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this woman outside. The grand Supreme Elder of the Joyous Union Sect, a mighty figure at the Tribulation Crossing stage! Brought to heel by a single sentence from you, kneeling outside like a stray dog. Your methods for dealing with women are simply absolute!

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, casting a cold, indifferent glance at the lowly red figure. The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer of undisguised disdain and disgust.

Dealing with her does not require any methods.

Ye Xuan dusted off his cuffs, his tone laced with a deep-seated contempt. This Ye Qingcheng is nothing but a cheap slut who wants to be a whore while erecting a monument to her own chastity. She is utterly disgusting.

Hearing Ye Xuan's blunt insults, Yin-Yang Demon Venerable did not find it out of place at all; instead, he rubbed his chin in deep agreement.

Even so, she is currently the true power holder of the Joyous Union Sect. Yin-Yang Demon Venerable smacked his dry lips, a glint of greed and envy flashing in his eyes.

Brother Ye, we are both smart men. It is just a green hat, what is the big deal? In the cultivation world, strength is supreme! As long as you use her resources to climb to the top and gain absolute power, you can just extract the souls and refine the spirits of all those who knew about your cuckolding, killing them all! You will still be the supreme ruler of this world! Why care about a little bit of purity?

Listening to Yin-Yang Demon Venerable's extremely realistic and dark remarks, Ye Xuan did not refute him. Instead, he smiled faintly, a deep flash of calculation in his eyes.

What you say makes sense, brother.

Ye Xuan nodded, his tone as calm as if he were discussing a dead object. That is why I am merely enduring it for now. Once I have squeezed dry the foundation of her Joyous Union Sect and finished using her, my cultivation base should also be restored to its peak.

Hearing this, Yin-Yang Demon Venerable praised him repeatedly, his lecherous triangular eyes full of envy.

I am truly envious! You have this ability to make women so devoted to you. Although I also have a harem of three thousand and have captured many fairies and holy maidens, those cheap wenches only submit to my brute force and poison. They merely feign surrender on the surface, while in their hearts they wish they could slice me into a thousand pieces. They are nothing like this woman outside. Look at her eyes—she looks like she wants to dig her own heart out and feed it to you!

Hearing this, Ye Xuan turned his head.

He saw that outside the barrier, Ye Qingcheng was carefully lifting her head. Her red, swollen eyes were filled with lowly worry and a sick, obsessive love, staring fixedly at his back.

Ye Xuan's eyes instantly became colder than ten-thousand-year profound ice.

I really do not understand the way these women think.

Ye Xuan sneered, his voice revealing an extreme cruelty and sobriety. Since they keep saying they love me, why did they go and mess around with other men? Since she has already cheated and trampled my dignity underfoot, now that I have power, she comes running back crying and screaming that she only loves me.

It is truly both hypocritical and disgusting.

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable shook his head and sighed. If I had even a third of your manipulative methods, I would have dominated the demonic path long ago. I would not have to be chased every day by those hypocrites from the righteous path.

A cruel smile full of wicked amusement curled the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth.

He extended two slender fingers and waved them in front of Yin-Yang Demon Venerable.

Brother, do you know what that Tribulation Crossing mighty figure outside is eating right now just to stay by my side?

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable was taken aback. Eating what? Could it be a Nine-Turn Immortal Pill? Or the meat of some sect-protecting divine beast?

Heh...

Ye Xuan's laughter was low and cruel, carrying a chilling sense of pleasure.

The current Ye Qingcheng loves me to the bone and would do anything for me, even die.

And the highest reward I give her is just a bag of moldy, spoiled dog food that not even a wild dog would eat, which I bought for two low-grade spirit stones in some obscure corner of the market.

Silence.

A deathly silence fell within the barrier.

Even Yin-Yang Demon Venerable, who was accustomed to seeing great storms and took pleasure in torturing people, widened his eyes in shock at this moment and gasped.

Two low-grade spirit stones? Moldy dog food? Fed to a Tribulation Crossing mighty figure?

Ye Xuan spread his hands, smiling like a devil crawling out of hell. Two of the most worthless low-grade spirit stones can buy the absolute loyalty and tail-wagging begging of someone on the verge of the Tribulation Crossing stage. Look at the whole world, brother, tell me, is there a better bargain than this?

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable was stunned for a long while.

Hahahaha! Incredible! Truly incredible!

He suddenly burst into a fit of wild laughter that threatened to shatter the barrier.

He laughed so hard that tears nearly came to his eyes, pointing at Ye Xuan with a look of utter admiration. As expected of you! Truly worthy of being Brother Ye! My little methods of torturing people are just child's play compared to your heart-killing tactics!

After he had laughed enough, Yin-Yang Demon Venerable cast his gaze back outside the barrier toward Ye Qingcheng.

This time, he did not look at her face, but instead used an extremely vulgar, extremely professional gaze to look up and down at Ye Qingcheng's delicate body, which was trembling from fear and lowliness.

The old demon's eyes suddenly became extremely heated. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he greedily licked his lips.

Brother Ye...

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable's voice became hoarse and excited, like a poisonous snake that had just spotted the ultimate prey. I was too far away to see clearly just now. But now that I look closely, this woman of yours outside... is actually possessing the one-in-a-million Nine Yin Charm Physique!

This is a top-tier dual cultivation cauldron! If I can completely harvest her primal yin, my breakthrough to the Tribulation Transcendence realm will be just around the corner!

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable rubbed his withered hands together, his eyes filled with undisguised lust as he stared fixedly at Ye Xuan. Brother Ye, we are both sensible men. Since you find this woman so disgusting, why don't you sell her to me?

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

He looked at Yin-Yang Demon Venerable's drooling appearance, then turned to look outside the barrier at Ye Qingcheng, whose eyes were full of worry for him, terrified that he might suffer even the slightest grievance.

He did not have even a single shred of hesitation.

Ye Xuan nodded incredibly naturally, a cold and cruel smile hanging on the corners of his lips.

Of course. Such a loose woman, a dirty thing that has been used by others, naturally will not stay by my side forever. Once I squeeze out all her remaining value, throwing her away like trash is only a matter of time.

It is just that...

Ye Xuan changed the subject, his tone calm. Right now, she is the only high-level enforcer I have by my side, and I have not emptied the Hehuan Sect's treasury yet. For the time being, I cannot hand her over to you.

Hahaha! No problem! No problem! Yin-Yang Demon Venerable was overjoyed, nodding hastily. For cultivators, waiting a few years or even decades was nothing at all.

I just love this kind of top-tier good, I can wait!

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable rubbed his hands, his eyes narrowing shrewdly. Since Brother Ye is so straightforward, let us set a clear price. What do you want for this woman?

Ye Xuan lowered his head, pretending to ponder for a moment.

Then, he looked up, holding up five fingers. With deep and cold eyes, he spat out an astronomical figure.

Five hundred million top-grade spirit stones.

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable gasped, the smile freezing on his face. Brother Ye, aren't you demanding an exorbitant price? Five hundred million top-grade spirit stones could buy half of the Western Continent! Isn't this price a bit too high? After all, she is just a used slut who has slept with countless men...

It is not high.

Ye Xuan interrupted him coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt, like a cold-blooded and ruthless merchant evaluating the weight of a piece of merchandise.

Although she is damaged goods, she has a cultivation base at the Tribulation Transcendence realm, coupled with the extremely rare Nine Yin Charm Physique. The benefits she can bring you will definitely far exceed five hundred million top-grade spirit stones. You should be able to calculate this math clearer than I can.

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable fell silent.

His green-glowing eyes rapidly calculated the gains and losses. Ultimately, greed triumphed over stinginess.

Alright! Straightforward!

Yin-Yang Demon Venerable slapped his thigh fiercely. It's a deal! I don't have that much cash on hand right now, so I will go slaughter a few more sects over the next few years to save up. Once you are tired of playing with her and have finished using her, just let me know. Payment upon delivery!

It is a deal. Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and the two struck palms to seal the oath.