After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 105 - "Big Bro! Take Me With You!"

The Next Morning.

By the Spirit Spring Pool on Luo Xue Peak, He Ange sat alone, his bare body soaking in the warm water.

Beside him, the silver-haired fairy, An Luo Yi, leaned against his shoulder, her flawless figure resting peacefully.

Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, her soft breathing steady—clearly, she was still fast asleep, utterly exhausted from the events of the previous night.

Since An Luo Yi hadn’t woken up yet, He Ange let her rest against him, occasionally wiping her down to ensure she was clean and refreshed. He made sure her body was spotless, radiant, and as beautiful as ever.

Once he was done, he closed his eyes, taking a moment to assess the results of last night’s efforts.

“To think I advanced to mid-stage Core Formation in just one night...”

“Is it because of Senior Sister’s extraordinary fate as the ‘Destined Heroine,’ or is it the combined effects of the Abyss Spirit Orb and Abyss Orb?”

The events of the previous night had been nothing short of surreal. While everything had initially gone according to He Ange’s carefully laid plans, the unexpected fusion of the Abyss Spirit Orb and Abyss Orb had thrown him for a loop. The subsequent divine light that enveloped Luo Xue Peak, accompanied by thunder and lightning, had been completely unforeseen.

To top it off, after their dual cultivation, He Ange discovered that An Luo Yi had also advanced—leaping straight to mid-stage Nascent Soul.

All of this had unfolded within the same night.

He Ange couldn’t quite piece together the logic behind it all.

But at the very least, these unexpected developments hadn’t derailed his original plan—he had successfully advanced to the Core Formation stage.

With this newfound strength, his upcoming trip to the Fox Clan with Xia Ranyue would be far less daunting.

At the very least, as Xia Ranyue’s “boyfriend,” his cultivation level was now respectable enough to hold his own and avoid embarrassment.

In fact...

With his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, He Ange would likely stand out in the certification trial for direct disciples.

After all, the participants from various sects were typically capped at peak Core Formation. Those who had already reached the Nascent Soul stage were often recruited directly by the Dragon Dynasty and had no need to compete for certification.

It was worth noting that when An Luo Yi had earned her certification, she had only been at late-stage Foundation Establishment. Yet she had still managed to defeat the Blood Moon Witch, Mu Yanli, leaving her gravely injured.

Looking back, He Ange felt confident that his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation would be more than sufficient to secure his certification... right?

“Ange...”

A soft murmur interrupted his thoughts.

The sleeping beauty beside him stirred, her delicate lips parting as she murmured his name.

Suddenly, An Luo Yi’s hand shot out, landing with a resounding slap on He Ange’s chest. Her fingers roamed over his upper body, eventually coming to rest on his face. She gently traced the contours of his features, as if confirming his identity. Once satisfied, she smiled faintly in her sleep.

He Ange let out a sigh of relief.

Last night, his senior sister had been... terrifying.

At first, when the restriction was lifted, the usually cold and composed fairy had been utterly unrestrained. But as she grew accustomed to the sensations and rhythm of dual cultivation, she gradually took control, leaving He Ange struggling to keep up. While she remained insatiable, he was left thoroughly drained.

The first half of the night had been enjoyable for He Ange.

But the second half felt more like imprisonment, as if he were shackled and mercilessly wrung dry.

Men, after all, were easily satisfied.

Women, on the other hand, were a different story.

Last night, He Ange learned a valuable lesson.

If he wanted to “develop” his senior sister’s body, a week of abstinence was sufficient. A month of high-intensity restraint, however, would turn the cold fairy into a ferocious tigress.

In the future, He Ange vowed never to let An Luo Yi endure such prolonged deprivation again.

If she wanted him, he would give himself to her. Otherwise, the consequences would be a sleepless night in the metaphorical fire pit.

“Ange...”

An Luo Yi murmured his name again, her hand still resting on his face.

This time, her voice was clearer, though it was unclear whether she was dreaming or half-awake.

“Senior Sister, are you awake?” He Ange asked softly, holding her hand. His gaze was filled with warmth and affection.

His feelings for An Luo Yi were genuine. Unlike with other women, he wouldn’t simply walk away after getting what he wanted. He was committed to taking responsibility for her.

Of course, what “responsibility” entailed would depend on the circumstances.

“Ange... do you love me?” An Luo Yi asked, her tone somewhere between a dreamy whisper and a pointed question. There was a hint of coldness in her voice that sent a shiver down He Ange’s spine.

He knew that if he were foolish enough to say “no,” she might just kill him in her sleep.

A mid-stage Nascent Soul “Destined Heroine” was no joke...

“I do. I love you very much, Senior Sister,” he replied without hesitation.

“Which Senior Sister?” she asked immediately, her response startlingly quick.

He Ange froze, his body stiffening. Glancing down, he saw that her eyes were still closed.

“Of course, it’s you, Senior Sister Luo Yi. Who else could it be? There’s no other senior sister I care about,” he said, his tone earnest.

“No other senior sister... but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any older sisters, right?”

“?”

Her question sent a chill down He Ange’s spine.

How could a sleeping An Luo Yi ask such pointed questions? Was it because she was relying on a woman’s intuition rather than logic?

“Impossible. Even among older sisters, you’re the only one I love,” he said with a reassuring smile, gently stroking her back to calm her.

Satisfied with his answer, An Luo Yi relaxed.

She shifted her position, sitting up slightly so that she was no longer lying against his chest but rather beside his face.

With a playful smile, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her tone possessive yet tender.

“He Ange, from now on, you’re my dao companion. I want you to walk this life with me. I’ll protect you, and if anyone dares to harm you... I’ll kill them. If anyone stands in your way, I’ll eliminate them for you.”

“And if anyone dares to touch you, I’ll personally kill her!”

By the end of her declaration, she was pouting, her expression both fierce and adorable.

“Alright, alright...” He Ange replied with a chuckle, nodding in agreement.

In that moment, as he gazed at the pure-hearted fairy in his arms, He Ange’s mind drifted to the tasks assigned by his master, Feng Yuan, and the advice given by An Yangsheng, An Luo Yi’s father.

Feng Yuan wanted him to betray the sect and return to the rogue cultivators.

An Yangsheng wanted him to take care of An Luo Yi.

And An Luo Yi wanted him to stay by her side forever.

The problem was, all three were his benefactors.

Feng Yuan had saved his life in the most literal sense.

An Yangsheng and An Luo Yi had saved him in a way that weighed heavily on his conscience.

“Ah...” He Ange sighed, feeling the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him.

Was there truly no way to fulfill all three obligations simultaneously?

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The events of last night on Luo Xue Peak had already spread throughout the Shengxu Sect and the surrounding areas.

It was said that many disciples and even elders had gathered at the base of the peak, eagerly awaiting the silver-haired fairy’s descent after her successful breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

While this was undoubtedly a joyous occasion, it also left He Ange in an awkward position.

With so many people gathered below, how was he supposed to leave the mountain?

Wait for An Luo Yi to wake up?

That would take too long. She had been so thoroughly exhausted last night that she had passed out from fatigue. It would be a while before she regained consciousness.

Left with no other choice, He Ange decided to take a less-traveled path down the mountain.

As he made his way through the dense forest, he could see the faces of the crowd gathered below through the gaps in the trees.

Judging by the turnout, it seemed last night’s divine light had caused quite a stir in the immortal world.

Regardless, He Ange had already cleaned An Luo Yi’s body and dressed her in fresh robes. If anyone came to investigate Luo Xue Peak, it would have nothing to do with him.

As for how An Luo Yi would explain things...

He wasn’t worried.

After all, she had been so overwhelmed with pleasure that she likely had no memory of the details. Even if she claimed they had engaged in dual cultivation, she wouldn’t know the specifics.

With that thought, He Ange quickened his pace.

He needed to use the forest’s cover to slip away unnoticed—

“Huh?”

“Junior Brother Ange, what are you doing here?”

Just as he was about to make his escape, a cheerful voice called out from behind him.

Turning around, he saw a familiar figure in a simple white dress—Xu Xin.

It had been a while since he last saw her.

“Oh, I was just... checking out the commotion on Luo Xue Peak,” he said, offering a half-hearted explanation.

Xu Xin glanced up at the peak, her eyes filled with admiration for the powerful senior sister who had just advanced.

But then, she seemed to remember something exciting and eagerly shared it with He Ange.

“By the way, Junior Brother Ange, guess what? I just advanced to the Core Formation stage a few days ago! So now, your Senior Sister Xu is also a Core Formation cultivator! Isn’t that amazing?”

She puffed out her chest proudly, her face beaming with joy.

But halfway through her boast, she noticed something odd. Her bright smile slowly faded.

Why...

Why was He Ange radiating the aura of a Core Formation cultivator as well?

Not only that, but his cultivation level seemed to surpass hers!

Could it be...

He Ange had already reached mid-stage Core Formation?!

If that were the case...

Didn’t that mean she was once again the weakest among Qin Shiyan’s disciples?

The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. Her confidence shattered, Xu Xin’s bright eyes dimmed as she looked at He Ange with a pitiful expression.

“When I first met Junior Brother Ange, he was only at early-stage Foundation Establishment... But in less than half a year, he’s already at mid-stage Core Formation...”

With a defeated sigh, she dropped to her knees in front of him, her face filled with despair as snowflakes fell gently around her.

Seeing her so adorably dejected, He Ange couldn’t help but smile.

“Actually, you should call me Senior Brother now... Xu Xin.”

He made sure to emphasize the last sentence, his devilish smile adding insult to injury.

The words hit Xu Xin like an arrow to the heart, completely shattering her remaining confidence.

After a long pause, she looked up at him with teary eyes, her voice trembling as she pleaded.

“Senior Brother Ange...”

“Could you take me with you to the Fox Clan’s secret realm next month?”

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author’s note :

PS: While writing the last part, I imagined a hilarious meme.

In front of a crowd, Xu Xin clings desperately to He Ange’s leg, crying out:

“Protagonist! Take me with you!!!!”

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Alternatively, it could be:

“Big Bro! Take this newbie under your wing!!!!”