Chapter 80: Before You? The Goddess Always Takes the Initiative (2)
Shenyue stood silently to the side, her expression hesitant.
Though Long Ye was a witch, why did she seem so pitiful in this moment?
Within moments, Su Qing finished his work, withdrawing his brush with satisfaction. He patted her firm, supple thigh.
To spare her from embarrassment, he had chosen this particular spot.
Even if she wore a skirt, others wouldn't see it.
With his task completed, he decisively untied the witch.
Long Ye slumped onto the table, motionless, like a salted fish that had lost all hope.
She had truly been bullied to the extreme, her eyes void of any light.
As a young devil aspiring to become a queen, she had actually suffered such humiliation!
This was a thousand times worse than the shame she had felt earlier!
If anyone found out…
"Shenyue, let's go. She's currently experiencing the righteous path's influence—let's give her some time."
Su Qing, pleased with his results, spoke.
Seeing her show signs of redemption filled him with a deep sense of justice!
Surely, every time she bathed, she would remember his teachings.
Shenyue melted into the shadows, merging with his form.
As the door closed, the witch remained lying on the table, tears of humiliation trailing down her face.
Tonight had been an unprecedented nightmare for her.
She had only one thought now—she never wanted to see him again.
She wasn't sure how long had passed before she finally gathered herself.
Taking a deep breath, she calmed her near-shattered mind.
A true woman could bend and endure. She would remember this humiliation, and one day, she would have her revenge!
Internally, she cursed that brat countless times, secretly sticking pins into an imagined effigy of him.
In her burning fury, she completely overlooked whatever business Su Qing had left to attend to.
Even more so, she failed to notice the major event brewing outside that directly concerned the Demon Sect.
At that moment, the sky itself underwent a never-before-seen transformation.
The Ziwei Star shone brilliantly, nearly eclipsing the moon's glow.
Majestic purple energy cascaded like a flowing river, pouring toward the ship's bow.
And standing there was none other than Gu Qingzhou!
At first, the unwanted son-in-law thought it was just a natural phenomenon.
But when the purple light enveloped him, pain surged through his body like never before.
His first instinct was to escape, but he quickly realized he couldn't move an inch.
His body convulsed violently, and he could only endure the unbearable agony.
At first, he could grit his teeth through it, but as time dragged on, his mind teetered on the brink of collapse.
Strange, ancient markings surfaced on his back.
The mystical runes seemed to be drawn out by the purple light, forming hazy silhouettes in the air.
The legendary Seven Fables were about to manifest!
The disturbance in the sky naturally caught the attention of many.
From the noble beauties of White Jade Pavilion to the common folk, all eyes were on the celestial phenomenon.
But although the sight was awe-inspiring, it didn't last long.
Under normal circumstances, such a phenomenon would persist for quite some time.
Yet outside the capital, an overwhelming force descended—a palm strike that shattered the vision of the Ziwei Star.
The essence of the phenomenon remained intact, but Gu Qingzhou's presence was successfully hidden.
And the one who took action was none other than the mysterious benefactor behind him!
On a towering peak outside the city, a stunning silhouette gazed toward the capital.
She had foreseen all of this and had intervened to conceal fate itself.
Beneath a resplendent golden phoenix robe lay a voluptuous figure, impossible to disguise.
An angelic face paired with a devilish body.
But what stood out the most was the supreme aura of control she exuded.
Within the entire capital, perhaps only the Imperial Consort could rival her in presence.
Even Gu Qingzhou himself was unaware of the powerful patron watching over him.
Su Qing had already left the room when he saw Gu Qingzhou standing motionless at the ship's bow, completely drained.
He knew exactly why this was happening.
Although the pleasure boat had been cleared of people, figures were already approaching from the shore.
Before they could arrive, he needed to take Gu Qingzhou away.
Under the cover of night, the boat extinguished all its lights and silently drifted to the shore.
When Gu Qingzhou regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.
His body rocked gently—he was clearly inside a moving carriage.
Memories of his last moments before fainting surfaced in his mind.
Pain flickered across his face as the recollections resurfaced.
The experience had been so excruciating that just thinking about it hurt.
"Brother Gu, how do you feel? Is your head still hurting?"
Su Qing's voice carried genuine concern.
He placed a warm towel on Gu Qingzhou's forehead, trying to ease his pain.
"Hah… Brother Su, thank you."
Feeling the comforting warmth, Gu Qingzhou finally let go of the tension gripping him.
Tonight had been overwhelming, far too exhausting.
Especially the searing pain from earlier—it had been sheer agony.
Su Qing remained silent, not rushing him. He simply tended to the protagonist's needs at a steady pace.
He had no doubt that good things would come to good people.
A few minutes later, Gu Qingzhou finally caught his breath.
"Brother Su, when that purple light enveloped me, I felt like something was being drawn out of me."
Gu Qingzhou spoke hesitantly, uncertain of what had transpired.
It was just a feeling—he couldn't be sure if it was real.
After all, the pain had been so intense that hallucinations weren't out of the question.
"Brother Gu, your feeling was not mistaken. After being touched by the purple light, a piece of beast hide emerged on your back."
"This beast hide appears to contain a world-shattering cultivation tec hnique—this is your destined opportunity."