Leng Mei held a significant position within the Hehuan Sect.
Not only was she Snow Protector, one of the Four Guardians, 'Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon,' under Sect Master Liu Lu, but she also managed Huanyi Hall.
Of course, Huanyi Hall, though it sounded pleasant, was merely a cave where these female demons regularly cultivated by extracting essence from Mortals.
However, Leng Mei herself possessed considerable strength and had a rather 'troublesome' personality.
“Senior Sister Leng Mei, quickly subdue this Mortal and avenge our Junior Sisters.”
The female Disciple shouted again. Leng Mei's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at her, her gaze like an ice-sealed Snow Blade. The female Disciple, realizing her slip of the tongue, was frightened and retreated to the side, no longer making a sound.
Leng Mei surveyed the gruesome scene in the cave but showed no surprise, her expression remaining cold and arrogant.
She slowly stepped forward, facing Changqing, who was sitting on the ground, and spoke from a superior position.
“Did you kill those Junior Sisters?”
Changqing raised his head. His handsome face, previously hidden by his long hair, came into Leng Mei's view.
As expected, Changqing saw a flicker of light in Leng Mei's cold eyes, as if a spark had been ignited.
“Heh heh, sure enough, women, no matter the circumstances, are creatures who think with their lower bodies.”
Thinking this, Changqing stood up and raised his hand in a salute.
“Greetings, Fairy Leng Mei. These lowly creatures were indeed killed by me, simply because as an Immortal Seed, they are not worthy of Dual Cultivation with me.”
“Oh?” Leng Mei's eyes rippled again.
“Since you are an Immortal Seed, how was it not detected when you first arrived at my Hehuan Sect?”
“It must have been an oversight by the Disciple responsible for the inspection. If Fairy does not believe me, you can personally verify it.”
An Immortal Seed, in fact, was a Cultivator with cultivation.
Although many men had mistakenly entered the Hehuan Sect, there were no fewer than one hundred eighty of them in the cave where the Mortals were held captive.
But these were all just Mortals, referred to by them as Mortals.
Cultivators who mistakenly entered the Hehuan Sect were extremely rare, referred to by them as Immortal Seeds.
There were only a few Immortal Seeds in the entire Hehuan Sect. They not only had exclusive Immortal Caves and personal attendants but also received cultivation resources for their practice.
However, there was essentially no difference between Mortals and Immortal Seeds; their purpose was to be regularly used by these female demons as tools for cultivation and procreation.
Of course, only Disciples of high status were qualified to enjoy Immortal Seeds.
For example, Leng Mei, whose status was second only to the Sect Master, as one of the Four Guardians.
Leng Mei stepped forward and lightly touched Changqing's forehead with her jade finger.
Perceiving the acupoints in Changqing's mind and the Imperial Spirit within the acupoints, she nodded with satisfaction.
“Mortals do not have acupoints, much less Imperial Spirit. It seems you are indeed an Immortal Seed.”
She turned to the female Disciple behind her and said.
“Ding Xiang, go out. I need to thoroughly examine this Immortal Seed's Aptitude and whether he is suitable for practicing our Sect's Cultivation Technique.”
The female Disciple dared not say more and quickly bowed her head and exited, not even daring to glance back.
“Aptitude? You mean taste, right?” Changqing scoffed inwardly but still did not resist, standing obediently in place.
After the female Disciple left, Leng Mei immediately changed her expression.
“Fairy, you are...”
Before he could finish speaking, Leng Mei's jade finger was already pressed against his lips.
“Shh...” At this moment, she had lost all her previous coldness, as if she had become a different person, her face full of allure.
“Am I beautiful?”
“Beautiful... beautiful, truly beautiful.” Changqing feigned a look of helplessness, but inwardly, he scoffed.
“A woman with such a drastic change, acting like this next to a pile of her comrades' corpses, she's certainly twisted enough.”
In his first three lives, Changqing's cultivation had not fallen to that of a Mortal. He had always been an Immortal Seed, yet he still failed to escape the Hehuan Sect within three months. Instead, he came closer to escaping in his fourth life when he was a Mortal.
He failed to escape in his third life, thanks to Leng Mei.
This woman was indeed extremely beautiful, cold and arrogant, beautiful but not enchanting. Even he had been deceived by her appearance.
Immortal Seeds could choose which Protector to serve, and Changqing had chosen her in his third life.
This woman's aloof and arrogant demeanor, seemingly unapproachable, made Changqing believe that choosing her would be safer than choosing the other three.
Perhaps he could avoid being cultivated and have more opportunities to plan and escape.
He never expected this woman to be the most twisted of the Four Guardians. Her Immortal Cave housed three Immortal Seeds and more than ten ordinary Mortals.
For someone of her cultivation, cultivating ordinary Mortals offered negligible improvement to her practice. She simply did it to satisfy her almost perverse desires.
Although this woman's thinking was simple and brainless, her desires were boundless, and Changqing could not escape.
His own body was also very handsome, perfectly suiting her preferences, both as an Immortal Seed and in appearance.
The third life was the one Changqing least wanted to recall, as he was tormented by this contradictory woman. After three months of torment, he still couldn't escape and eventually forced a Rebirth.
“Don't be in a daze, little brother, come with me.”
Leng Mei took Changqing's hand and moved to a slightly cleaner corner, away from the pile of corpses.
In extreme excitement, three thin slits appeared on each side of her cheeks, and six pitch-black pupils opened, flickering with an eerie light.
Despite being about to fall into this woman's hands, Changqing remained unhurried, calculating in his mind.
“Counting the time, it should be soon...”
Sure enough, a black-robed woman entered the cave and walked behind Leng Mei.
She was short and slightly hunched, her black hood shrouding her face in darkness, making it indistinct.
“Leng Mei, stop.” The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, particularly grating and unpleasant.
Leng Mei was startled, then showed a look of disgust. The six eyes on her forehead slowly closed, and her long, thick tail stinger retracted into her body.
“Tsk, Yue Gui, what are you doing here?”
“The Sect Master suffered a backlash from her cultivation and urgently summoned us Four Guardians to help her heal. Come with me.”
With that, Yue Gui glanced at the bloody scene in the cave again, then indifferently asked.
“What happened here?”
Leng Mei tidied her slightly disheveled clothes, regaining her cold and arrogant demeanor.
“These juniors presumptuously meddled with an Immortal Seed. If they died, they died.”
“Immortal Seed?” Yue Gui looked at Changqing. “That's good then. Bring him along. If the Sect Master's injuries are severe, he can be used as a tonic.”
Changqing secretly thought things were not good. Relying on his memories from his previous life, he knew that at this time, Yue Gui, also one of the Four Guardians, would come to call Leng Mei to meet the Sect Master. That's why he hadn't deliberately stopped Leng Mei from trying to cultivate from him just now.
But he hadn't expected Yue Gui to suggest taking him to be a tonic for the Sect Master Liu Lu, that old snake.
He didn't want to restart another life so haphazardly; his opportunities were running out.
With that, he looked at Leng Mei, feigning a look of pleading in his eyes.
“That won't do.”
Leng Mei, the woman who thought with her lower body, was indeed sensible. She immediately stepped forward, shielding Changqing behind her, her face cold.
“An Immortal Seed is exceptionally precious. How can he be casually consumed? Besides, I like this Immortal Seed. If Master needs healing, I can always exchange him for the other Immortal Seeds in my cave.”
“As you wish.”
Yue Gui's voice remained cold and hoarse, and then she walked out of Huanyi Hall's cave on her own.