Xingyuan casually took a piece of Mo Liyue's clothing from the wardrobe and put it on, though it was a bit ill-fitting for her.
She didn't mind, however. She slowly walked back to her own room, changed into another outfit, and then headed towards the kitchen.
The Demonic Cult was extremely wealthy, at least in the eyes of most people.
So, as soon as Xingyuan entered the kitchen, she saw various tonics such as cordyceps, cistanche, deer antler, and deer penis. Although Xingyuan had only seen pictures of some of these, she recognized from snippets of information online that they were very useful in certain aspects.
Trusting her culinary skills, Xingyuan "invited" an outside chef to help her prepare a potent tonic soup.
After filling herself up, she personally packed the soup and took it to Mo Liyue's room.
Mo Liyue, having tasted the delights, although the resulting aftermath was somewhat severe, found the process quite enjoyable. Thus, she had rushed back to her room today.
Just as she was about to go out and look for Xingyuan, she saw her approaching with a pot of soup.
Catching the slightly peculiar aroma, Mo Liyue's brow furrowed slightly, wondering what kind of soup it was, as she seemed to have never seen it before.
The enthusiastic Xingyuan quickly provided the answer.
After putting down what she was holding, Xingyuan linked her arm with Mo Liyue's, looking very happy, and introduced, "This is the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup. I heard it's very helpful for recovery after... certain activities. I specifically had someone make it for me. Sister, you should drink more later so your body can recover faster!"
Upon hearing the name of the soup, Mo Liyue's eyes instantly turned peculiar. Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup, made specifically for her! Was Xingyuan dissatisfied with her performance last night? But... she was the one who had begged for mercy first.
Mo Liyue lowered her head and kissed Xingyuan, only releasing her when she was gasping for breath. She said, her voice slightly panting, "Does Ah Yuan feel that what Sister did last night wasn't enough?"
"Perhaps, we can continue tonight?"
"No, no need." Xingyuan patted her cheeks, firmly refusing.
"Sister~ I was so tired last night. And although we are young, we cannot be unrestrained. It's not good for our health."
"Oh? Then when would be a good time? If Ah Yuan likes it, Sister will not refuse." Mo Liyue's voice was husky and coaxing, but her eyes were full of amusement.
"I'll... I'll listen to Sister." Xingyuan's ear tips turned red. After saying this, she broke free from Mo Liyue's embrace and sat down at the table.
Mo Liyue also sat down and casually picked up a small bowl, serving herself some soup. Although it smelled strange, the taste was surprisingly good, and the meat inside had no hint of fishiness.
Coupled with the soup having the desired effect, Mo Liyue diligently drank it until her stomach was full.
Xingyuan rested her chin on her hand, quietly watching Mo Liyue, her gaze gentle and affectionate, revealing undisguised love.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Mo Liyue suddenly asked.
"Okay!" Xingyuan extended her hand. "But Sister, you have to hold my hand while we walk."
Mo Liyue chuckled. The moment she turned to look at Xingyuan, Xingyuan saw the stars in her eyes. Mo Liyue said, "It is my honor."
Although the Demonic Cult's headquarters had a small number of people, they were all elites. By nightfall, except for the guards, most were in their rooms, so the two encountered very few people on their walk.
"Why did you take Ah Yan as your disciple?" Mo Liyue suddenly asked.
Xingyuan was not surprised. She could tell that Mo Liyan held some importance in Sister's heart. Although not as much as herself, it seemed she didn't want him to be harmed.
So, she answered frankly, "Because of his talent."
"It was also a stroke of luck! His physique is very suitable for inheriting my legacy. However, my studies are somewhat scattered. In my years of wandering the martial world, I even learned some of the art of Qimen Dunjia. Unfortunately, he doesn't have talent in all aspects."
Towards the end, Xingyuan's heart was filled with regret. If he could truly learn everything she knew, he could have fought others for her. However, even so, Xingyuan was confident she could still defeat him.
"Is that so? But Ah Yan told me that you saved him, and that you didn't want to come out of seclusion."
Mo Liyue was not someone who liked to pry, but for some reason, she wanted to know everything about Xingyuan's life since childhood. A voice in her heart kept urging her to do so.
"Yes!" Xingyuan readily admitted. "But that was then, and this is now! Now that I've met Sister, whether I come out of seclusion or not doesn't really matter. Anyway, I just want to be with Sister."
Mo Liyue gently stroked Xingyuan's head and said softly, "Then, do you still have friends or enemies in the martial world?"
"Yes, I do. But those who are still alive don't want to casually interfere in martial world affairs. Oh, right, Sister has encountered quite a bit of trouble recently. Do you need my help?" Xingyuan's eyes curved, her gaze filled with sincerity.
Mo Liyue nodded, then shook her head. "I believe Ah Yuan can definitely help me. However, I can still resolve it for now. The court's conditions are too harsh, and they won't agree. If we just hold on for a while longer, someone will break first. However, the court does have superior military strength. Although our martial arts are good, our chances against so many people are not high. The best outcome would be for the court to lower their demands."
Mo Liyue's eyes were filled with helplessness. Although she did not found the Demonic Cult herself, she had invested a lot of effort and gone through many hardships to expand it to its current scale. Now, she was naturally unwilling to hand over so many of her industries.
"Has Sister considered a permanent solution?" Xingyuan suggested.
Seeing Mo Liyue's confused eyes, she explained, "Although we don't have many people, if we try hard enough, there's a hope of directly killing the Emperor. Although the Emperor has many sons, if we can kill him, we can also kill his children. Then, whoever becomes Emperor, we'll kill them. How can they trouble us then?"
Her own moral compass was not strong, especially in this life where she was indifferent to everything. Therefore, as she proposed such an idea, a hint of excitement stirred within her.
"If Sister lacks confidence, you can let me go. With my strength, it won't be a problem to escape unharmed after killing."
Mo Liyue's brow furrowed deeply. Although she was the Saintess of the Demonic Cult and had personally killed many people, the ruler of a nation...
Setting aside the difficulty of assassination, what about the consequences after his death? Their Demonic Cult's business would suffer.
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Exams are coming up, and I'm a bit busy lately, so I'll add an extra update on Sunday! Thank you for your understanding!