First Immortal of the Sword

itting on a bench and chatting beside the pond—Wen Lingxue, Zheng Muyao, and Cha Jin—wore different expressions. 

“Lingxue, did you catch a clear glimpse of the woman Palace Master Ning brought? She really is pretty.
Even unconscious, she was beautiful to the extreme.
I wonder how gorgeous she’d be if she were awake!” Zheng Muyao blinked her big, deep eyes and sighed with admiration.

“I saw her.
She really was a first-class beauty,” said Wen Lingxue with a nod.

Cha Jin laughed from the sidelines, “Even if she were prettier, she’d be no match for you, Lingxue.
Furthermore, I can tell that in the young lord’s eyes, no woman beneath the heavens can compare with you.”

Wen Lingxue couldn’t help but blush, then say in her crisp, clean voice, “But Miss Cha Jin, the way I see it, you’re the pretty one!”

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Zheng Muyao said somewhat irritably, “Come on, you two.
Aren’t you at all worried about the woman Palace Master Ning brought?”

“Why should we be worried?” asked Wen Lingxue.

Zheng Muyao launched into a serious analysis, “Given Uncle Su’s abilities, he can surely treat that woman’s injuries.
That’s life-saving benevolence! What if she’s so moved that she falls for him? Who knows, she might even repay him with her body!”

“Could something like that really happen?” Wen Lingxue was stunned.

Cha Jin glanced at Zheng Muyao and teased, “Little Yao, even if that did happen, it’d have nothing to do with you.
What are you worried about? Don’t tell me you’re afraid she’ll eat him?”

“I….” Zheng Muayo suddenly felt stifled, and she couldn’t help but say, “I don’t know if she’ll eat Uncle Su, but what I do know is that every time you look at him, it sure seems like you want to devour him!”

Her tone already carried a hint of jealousy. 

Cha Jin froze, and her snowy features flushed red.
Her pretty eyes were suddenly bashful.

When Wen Lingxue saw this, she hurriedly jumped in to play peacemaker and comfort them both.
She was clever, and she immediately picked up on the hidden competition going on between them.
They were at each other’s throats, seemingly intent on suppressing their rival.

She could also tell that Su Yi was the source of their conflict.
She found this rather funny, but it worried her too.

It seems there are more and more women gathering around Brother-in-Law… No, around Big Brother Su Yi.
That’s not good at all…

Now, each of the three women had their own thoughts and concerns.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the pavilion.

Ning Sihua laid Lan Suo onto the bed.
“Fellow Daoist, please take a look.”

She then rolled up Lan Suo’s sleeves.
At a glance, Su Yi saw that the snowy skin of Lan Suo’s arm was covered in densely-packed and sinister dark markings.
They wove together and crossed like distorted earthworms, a truly shocking sight.

Su Yi examined them for a moment, his gaze subtly more serious than before.
It seemed he’d picked up on a few hints.
“Take off her clothes.”

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“Ah?” It seemed that this excessive request startled Ning Sihua.
Her eyes widened, and she stammered, “Is… Is that really necessary?”

“Of course.” Su Yi’s gaze was fixed on the strange black markings.
“Are you still worried about the differences between the sexes even at a time like this? Or do you really think I’d take advantage of her while she’s in this state?”

His tone already carried a thread of displeasure.

In the face of such direct, confident questions, Ning Sihua instantly felt a bit ashamed.
She hurriedly said, “I’m overthinking this.
Please, don’t take offense.”

She then hurriedly got to work, deftly removing Lan Suo’s clothes, one by one.
Before long, she wore nothing but her form-fitting bodice and undergarments. 

When he saw her figure clearly, even Su Yi was briefly stunned.
She had curves in all the right places, the sight shocking and thrilling to the senses.
It was only when she had no clothes to hide behind that he learned just how extraordinary this Lan Suo’s figure was.

She had smooth, sculpted shoulders and a narrow waist.
Add any more, and she would have been a bit plump, but take anything away, and she would have been a bit too thin—she struck a perfect balance.
Perhaps as a result of regular cultivation, her legs were long and slender, her muscles firm but pliant, and her chest…..

Su Yi didn’t look any further.
In truth, it was hard for her figure to distract him now; her snowy skin was covered in a dense, overlapping web of black lines.
They started from her neck and spread down her body, reaching all the way to her ankles.

Before long, Su Yi’s gaze landed on her stomach.
It, too, was covered in dense, sinister markings, but they were different from the markings covering the rest of her.
Here, the black lines formed a mysterious pattern.

The pattern resembled a black, sinister bird in flight.
Its head was raised, its neck curved, and its sharp wings were unfurled.
Its sharp claws were clenched, and the dark lines around it looked like a rain of blazing black fire.

One look was enough to shake the heart and startle the soul.

“It’s just as I suspected.” A strange light rose unbidden to Su Yi’s eyes.
“This friend of yours has fallen prey to a Spirit Parasite Devilworm.”

“A Spirit Parasite Devilworm?” Ning Sihua was a bit bewildered; she’d never heard of such a thing before.

“Simply put, it’s a parasite that takes up residence in the spirit or in spiritual bodies,” said Su Yi offhandedly.
“And the Spirit Parasite Devilworm in your friend’s body contains a wisp of a Netherflame Demon Sparrow’s soul essence.

“When the parasite receives nourishment from another’s flesh and life force, the wisp of the Netherflame Demon Sparrow’s soul recovers, bit by bit.
Once it fully devours your friend’s life force, the Spirit Parasite Devilworm will leave in search of its next victim.

“It’s only after the Netherflame Demon Sparrow’s soul fully recovers that it will break free of the parasite, like a phoenix undergoing rebirth, and gain its own independent life.”

Ning Sihua’s heart filled with terror. How could such a strange and terrifying creature exist in this world?