Leng Yaozhu was very clear that once Leng Yulei made a move, it would be a sharp and decisive strike.
The Heavenly Phoenix Song was just like the Demon God Sword—it would never give her a chance to choose.
Fortunately, the target was Xia Yi.
As long as Gu Yue didn't find out, she could barely accept it.
Apart from his age and identity,
Xia Yi was indeed the man she cared about the most now.
Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu quickly recognized reality and accepted it calmly.
This was a mess her younger sister had made, and she blamed no one.
She just felt sorry for Gu Yue and Xia Yi.
What Leng Yaozhu hadn't expected was how incredibly strong Xia Yi was in bed.
Before she knew it, it was already the next day.
The door to her office was pushed open from the outside, and someone walked straight into the attached bedroom.
"Teacher..."
As soon as Gu Yue stepped in, she saw a scene that shattered her heart.
"You... Ahhh!"
Gu Yue let out a high-pitched scream, her face instantly turning deathly pale. Covering her face, she spun around and ran out.
"Yue'er..." Leng Yaozhu suddenly pushed Xia Yi, who was engaged in intense combat with her, her own face also turning deathly pale.
"At a time like this, you're still thinking about this? Hurry up and go after her." Leng Yaozhu was so anxious she was about to cry. If she was the reason Xia Yi and Gu Yue broke up, she would never forgive herself.
Xia Yi quickly put on his clothes, glanced at Leng Yaozhu's furious expression, and said, "Sister Yaozhu, once I explain everything to Yue'er, I'll come back and give you an explanation."
With that, Xia Yi hurriedly chased after Gu Yue.
"An explanation!" Leng Yaozhu froze, a trace of emotion and anticipation flashing through her beautiful eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.
She refused to let herself have any illusions. Her gaze turned icy cold.
"Last night was just a dream. If you mention it again, don't blame me for turning against you."
But by the time she said that, Xia Yi was already gone.
"Leng Yulai!" Leng Yaozhu suddenly turned and glared at the woman beside her, who was sprawled on the bed like a limp rag.
"What is it... Sister…? Could it be that you... weren't happy last night?" Leng Yulai lay beside Leng Yaozhu, fully exposing her perfect figure.
Even now, her voice was still somewhat breathless.
Facing Leng Yulai's teasing, Leng Yaozhu's gaze remained icy cold, her beautiful eyes brimming with killing intent.
"If anything happens between Yue'er and Xia Yi because of this, I will never forgive you."
Leng Yaozhu gritted her teeth and added, "I will hate you for a lifetime, just as you once hated me."
But Leng Yulei didn't care at all. She sat up and hugged Leng Yaozhu from behind, wrapping her arms around her neck.
"Sister, last night, Master spent much more time on you than on me. If you don't believe me, count the bite marks on our bodies."
"Leng Yulei, do you have any shame?" Leng Yaozhu really wanted to slap her again, but as she raised her hand and saw Leng Yulai looking completely unrepentant, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Sister, do you know? I really envy you," Leng Yulai suddenly said softly.
"Envy what?" Leng Yaozhu asked indifferently.
"I envy how gentle Master was with you last night, while he was so rough with me." Leng Yulai pouted, a trace of bitterness flashing through her eyes.
Leng Yaozhu was stunned.
Although Leng Yulai was teasing her, she was genuinely jealous.
Leng Yulai being jealous of her wasn't surprising.
But being jealous because of Xia Yi? That was unexpected.
"You…" Seeing Leng Yulai's jealousy, Leng Yaozhu suddenly didn't know what to say.
Leng Yulai sighed lightly and asked, "Sister, do you know why I did this?"
Hearing that, Leng Yaozhu's anger instantly vanished, and her body went limp.
"Sister, thank you. I know you did this for me, trying to give me a place to belong. I appreciate it, but I really can't accept your kindness."
A fleeting light shone in Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes before she quickly suppressed it.
"Being able to indulge myself like this even once, I'm already satisfied."
Leng Yulai clung to Leng Yaozhu, playing with a strand of her hair.
"Sister, I won't force you, but I want to know—why can't you accept Xia Yi? Are you afraid of being called shameless for being an older woman with a younger man? But you've been secretly in love with Yun Ming for so many years. Do you think fewer people have called you shameless because of that? If you weren't afraid of being scolded for Yun Ming, why are you afraid of being scolded for Xia Yi? Can Yun Ming give you what Xia Yi can?"
"We're teacher and student," Leng Yaozhu shook her head.
"Teacher and student? Sister, last night you didn't let him call you 'teacher,' did you? He called you 'Zhu'er' instead," Leng Yulai laughed.
"Stop it. I'm also Gu Yue's teacher," Leng Yaozhu said, blushing.
"So what? Doesn't that make it even more exciting? We're still sisters, aren't we?" Leng Yulei giggled and added, "And last night, didn't you personally experience Xia Yi's combat power? The two of us almost couldn't handle him. Do you really think your little disciple's fragile body can withstand his intensity?"
Leng Yulai blew gently into Leng Yaozhu's ear and whispered seductively,
"Sister, you're not stealing your student's man. You're helping her share the burden."
"I don't want to hear this!" Leng Yaozhu covered her ears, shaking her head frantically, almost in tears.
She knew Leng Yulai was brainwashing her, but once Leng Yulai started talking, she couldn't help but follow her train of thought.
"Sister, I understand you. You think that because you're an Ultimate Douluo, the Vice Pagoda Master of the Spirit Pagoda, the head of the Leng family, and the renowned Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, Xia Yi isn't worthy of you, right?" Leng Yulei pried Leng Yaozhu's hands away from her ears.
Normally, trying to sway Leng Yaozhu like this would be a fool's dream.
But now, when her mental defenses were at their weakest, and the one speaking was her beloved sister,
Without realizing it, Leng Yaozhu's thoughts were already being led by Leng Yulai.
Hearing Leng Yulai say she looked down on Xia Yi, she instinctively responded,
"I don't! I don't look down on him!"
She grabbed Leng Yulai's hand, her beautiful eyes full of panic, as if she desperately wanted to prove herself.
"Then why not be with him? He was so gentle with you last night. He must like you. And he already said—if you don't reject him, that means you like him. He likes you, you like him, that's mutual love. No one can interfere," Leng Yulai whispered, unleashing her Spirit Domain's mental power, making every word strike directly at Leng Yaozhu's heart.
"Mutual love!" Leng Yaozhu froze, completely missing the flaw in Leng Yulai's logic.
What did it mean that not despising someone equaled liking them?
"That's right, it's mutual affection." Leng Yulai nodded solemnly. Seeing Leng Yaozhu nod slightly in response, she continued, "So from now on, Sister, you can't think about Yun Ming anymore. Your body and spirit now belong to Xia Yi. If you keep thinking about Yun Ming, that would be a betrayal of Xia Yi."
"I can't think about Yun Ming… If I do, it's a betrayal…" Leng Yaozhu was stunned again, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
"Exactly, Sister. We're only six or seven decades older than Xia Yi. With his talent, he will definitely become a god in the future. By then, we will all possess eternal life with him. A thousand years from now, the age gap between you will only be a tiny fraction. It wouldn't even be an exaggeration to call you childhood sweethearts who grew up together." Leng Yulai continued to tempt her.
"Become a god… A thousand years… Childhood sweethearts…" Leng Yaozhu was once again dazed.
"That's right, Sister. Once Xia Yi becomes a god, he will have an endless lifespan. Over time, who knows, he might even grow tired of Gu Yue. If you stay by his side, you can help keep an eye on him for Gu Yue." Leng Yulai's red lips curved into a subtle smile. "Sister, you have a hundred reasons to be with Xia Yi, but not a single reason to refuse him."
After spending decades in the Holy Spirit Cult as one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Leng Yulai had mastered the cult's brainwashing methods to perfection.
If Leng Yaozhu weren't her sister, and if many methods weren't off-limits to her, she would have countless ways to make Leng Yaozhu obey her completely.
She knew that Xia Yi had an extraordinary background and would definitely become a god in the future. That was why she wanted to bring Leng Yaozhu and Xia Yi together—so that Leng Yaozhu could share in Xia Yi's fortune.
This was her way of making up for the guilt she felt toward Leng Yaozhu.
"I can't… I just can't…" Leng Yaozhu murmured, tears falling like rain.
Her mind had already been completely dominated by Leng Yulai, but she still couldn't get past the barrier in her heart.
"Ah… Sister, even though you've taken so much from me since we were children, I don't blame you at all, nor would I ever use that to blackmail you. Since you've already made up your mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore. After all, the only reason Master took me in and helped me detoxify was because of you. Without you, Master might never have touched me in his entire life. In the future, I'll just remain lonely for the rest of my life. I love Master so much that I'd die for him. If I really can't have his affection, then I might as well return to the Holy Spirit Cult." Leng Yulai sighed softly.
She then got up, put on her clothes, and prepared to leave.
"No!" Leng Yaozhu instinctively grabbed Leng Yulai's arm. She absolutely would not allow Leng Yulai to return to the Holy Spirit Cult.
"Don't worry, Sister. I won't let you sacrifice yourself for my happiness. If I truly fall again, and we meet on the battlefield, please use your Demon God Sword to end me." Leng Yulai sighed faintly. She shook off Leng Yaozhu's hand and walked away.
She knew when to stop.
If she pushed Leng Yaozhu any further, it would only backfire.
"Don't leave me, Sister… I'm begging you…" Leng Yaozhu pleaded desperately, but Leng Yulai acted as if she hadn't heard, walking away without looking back.
She left Leng Yaozhu alone in bed, crying bitterly.
[T/N: Let Yulai Cook]
(End of Chapter)