Was it you that night?
Chapter 202 - 200: The Scoundrel Mr. Wuya: Shen Qinghe, how do you plan to take responsibility for your actions towards me?

Chapter 202: Chapter 200: The Scoundrel Mr. Wuya: Shen Qinghe, how do you plan to take responsibility for your actions towards me?

Female Cultivator He nodded silently, "I have already made a record of the incident, and I will report it to the sect leader of Tianji Sect once I return."

Her gaze towards Shen Qinghe was complex. One had to say, Shen Qinghe indeed possessed some skills. Not only had she made rapid progress herself, but even her Life-bound Magic Treasure was extraordinary.

For an Out-of-body Stage cultivator like Elder Qiu to be killed by a Golden Core Stage cultivator was unimaginable to her.

With the matters of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect concluded, everyone returned to their respective places.

That evening, the results of the competition among the Nascent Soul Stage and Out-of-body Stage cultivators were also announced, with Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng each taking first place.

This meant that Sky Pole Sect had incredibly claimed three first places, and three of its cultivators would enter the Black River Secret Realm.

This left the other nine sects without any gains, which was hard for their cultivators to take.

Looking at the two male cultivators from Sky Pole Sect who had taken first place, each one handsome, they realized they hadn’t even had the chance to see Shen Qinghe’s face, who had become quite famous.

One couldn’t deny that Shen Qinghe had once again become the focal point of the South Desolate Continent. Moreover, with her and her Life-bound Magic Treasure having slain a Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator, and her face remaining unseen, her mystique only grew.

As Sky Pole Sect returned with a full harvest, Wu Ke felt happy yet disappointed, all because of Nan Sheng, the female cultivator who’d let him down.

Fortunately, he had not been swayed by Nan Sheng’s beauty this time, for which even he would have felt embarrassed.

Seeing Shen Qinghe about to leave, Lord Meng Yun appeared somewhat reluctant. He grasped her arm and poured his heart out to her, finally saying, "From now on, you and Zhiyao are like my own sisters. Should you encounter any difficulty, you may come to me. Of course, if you’re looking for a daoist companion, I can also play matchmaker... "

Before he could continue rambling on, Dongfang Wuya ordered with a cold tone, "Shen Qinghe, let’s go!"

Shen Qinghe hastily bid Lord Meng Yun farewell, "Lord Meng Yun, until we meet again!"

She and Shen Zhiyao took off on their swords, with Dongfang Wuya leading from a distance ahead.

"Mr. Wuya seems to be preoccupied with something," whispered Shen Zhiyao.

Shen Qinghe no longer needed to wear a veil at this time, but she found the veil quite useful, storing it in her Qiankun Bag.

"I’m speaking to you, are you deaf?" Shen Zhiyao, looking at her dear sister busy with other things yet not responding to her, pushed her gently.

"It’s normal to have concerns, Mr. Wuya is an important person dealing with important matters," replied Shen Qinghe half-heartedly.

Shen Zhiyao chuckled softly, "Even the sect leader says Mr. Wuya is the most carefree person in Sky Pole Sect, what important matters could he have to attend to?"

Shen Qinghe’s eyes were complex as she gazed at the back of Dongfang Wuya, thinking that after that night, she didn’t even know how to face him anymore.

"Why are you distracted too?" Shen Zhiyao saw that Shen Qinghe was also lost in thought and scrutinized her suspiciously.

Shen Qinghe, smiling, changed the subject, "I’m just eagerly looking forward to the day of trials in the Black River, it would be so wonderful if I could find an immortal fate."

Shen Zhiyao’s attention was indeed diverted, and she excitedly discussed Qinghe’s incredible performance at the competition on Yuheng Mountain, using the word ’stunning’ to describe it.

Returning from Yuheng Mountain to Sky Pole Sect was only a Shichen’s journey by sword flight. At this point, the Shen sisters could no longer see Dongfang Wuya’s figure; they presumed he had gone to Bixiao Tower.

But when they arrived at Simple Residence Courtyard, they saw the man in red sitting on the wicker chair in the courtyard.

Both sisters could hardly maintain their composure, but it was Shen Zhiyao who recovered first, approaching cheerfully and asking, "Mr. Wuya, were you waiting for Qinghe?"

"Hmm, this gentleman has an account to settle with her," Dongfang Wuya casually replied.

Shen Zhiyao looked at Shen Qinghe, asking with her lips what was the matter.

Upon hearing it was about settling accounts, Shen Qinghe subconsciously thought about the events of that night.

She hurriedly said to Shen Zhiyao, "Perhaps elder sister would like to take a walk? I will entertain Mr. Wuya."

Shen Zhiyao nodded bewilderedly and stepped out of the Simple Residence Courtyard.

She didn’t go far and perked up her ears to eavesdrop, only to find she couldn’t hear anything. If there were no accidents, it was because the Simple Residence Courtyard had a restriction set up, preventing her from hearing the conversation between the two inside.

Inside the Simple Residence Courtyard, Shen Qinghe carefully poured Dongfang Wuya a cup of tea and began with caution, "Uncle Master... Mr. Wuya..."

Under Dongfang Wuya’s deathly gaze, she straightened her small frame, "What accounts do you want to settle with me?"

If he intended to pursue the responsibility for that night’s events, she felt she was also a victim and he had found the wrong person.

"I need to talk to you about the events of that night," Dongfang Wuya gave Shen Qinghe a meaningful look, "Take a seat, I will take my time to settle this account with you."

Shen Qinghe did as told and found a small bamboo stool to sit on, with straightforward honesty she said, "I think I bear no responsibility for what happened that night..."

Dongfang Wuya let out a cold laugh: "No responsibility?! Who called me husband? Who helped me undress? And who took away the virginity I’ve guarded for many years?"

Shen Qinghe was at a loss for words, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out, "But I thought I was dreaming, I didn’t even remember my true identity."

"But the fact that you ruined my innocence is as solid as iron!" Dongfang Wuya’s gaze was indifferent, "How do you intend to compensate me for my loss?"

"I, I think I am also a victim, you should find the real culprit, Lord Meng Yun," Shen Qinghe’s voice grew softer as she spoke.

What use was it to find her? She couldn’t spit his innocence back to him!

"Your point makes sense. I’ve killed Meng Yun, and now no third person in the world knows you ruined my innocence."

Dongfang Wuya had just stood up when Shen Qinghe grabbed the hem of his robe: "I think, although Lord Meng Yun is at fault, he does not deserve death. Calling for a beating and killing damages the harmony between the sects..."

"Shen Qinghe, then how do you plan to take responsibility toward me?" Dongfang Wuya’s tone was as neutral as if he was asking about today’s weather.

Shen Qinghe’s eyes widened. What did his words mean?

He was literally saying she should take responsibility for him. But how could she take responsibility?

She couldn’t possibly marry him and take him home, could she?

"I, I’m not sure what you mean by taking responsibility?" Shen Qinghe stammered.

Dongfang Wuya let out a soft cough and asked sharply, "Why are you asking me instead?"

"I really don’t know." Shen Qinghe was genuinely clueless.

He had everything, how could she take responsibility? Perhaps she could give him Spirit Stones or a Spiritual Artifact, or maybe...

She finally thought of a treasure she had not yet found a use for and took it out from her Qiankun Bag to hand to him, "This should be a good egg, can it be used as compensation?"

She hadn’t made him take responsibility yet. She had also lost her innocence!

Dongfang Wuya took the egg and in front of Shen Qinghe, he threw it away.

Shen Qinghe heard a loud sound and worried that the egg might be damaged by Dongfang Wuya’s rough actions.

"I really don’t know what to do? I’m actually a victim too, you can’t be unreasonable, can you?" Shen Qinghe spoke pleadingly.

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Wuya shook Qinghe vigorously, "Dare not take responsibility for me, you will accompany me in my sleep tonight!"

Qinghe: ...