After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 112 - "Sacred Maiden, Defeated"

Under the Cherry Spirit Pavilion, the white fox demoness, Xia Zhiyue, fixed her enchanting gaze on the white-robed youth before her.

Xia Zhiyue’s feelings were complicated.

On one hand, she didn’t trust this human pretty boy at all. On the other hand, she felt a bit grateful and even somewhat fond of him because his presence had made Xia Ranyue apologize and act like a proper younger sister for once.

It had been five years since her sister last visited home, and Xia Zhiyue didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere.

So, she decided to bide her time.

For now, given that He Ange had spoken up for her, Xia Zhiyue decided not to target him directly. She wanted to see what his true intentions were in getting close to Xia Ranyue.

“I still don’t know... what is your full name, Mr. He?” she asked.

“Your Grace, my name is He Ange,” he replied.

“He Ange... a good name. It means peace and harmony,” Xia Zhiyue said with a smile that could enchant nations.

She gracefully picked up the wine jug and filled two cups—one for herself and one for He Ange.

She then gestured with her hand, her eyes filled with a mix of warmth and politeness.

“How well do you hold your liquor, Mr. He?”

“Not very well, Your Grace,” He Ange replied, picking up his cup and politely gesturing back.

Before drinking, He Ange brought another jug of tea to Xia Ranyue.

However, he noticed that there were only two cups on the table.

This meant that from the beginning, the Sacred Maiden had only prepared two places, probably not expecting He Ange to sit at the table. But now, because of his unexpected performance, she had given him the cup intended for Xia Ranyue.

This left Xia Ranyue without a cup, making the situation awkward.

He Ange glanced at the Sacred Maiden, who was watching him with a subtle smile, waiting to see how he would handle the situation.

If he gave his cup to Xia Ranyue, it would be seen as a slight to the Sacred Maiden.

But if he ignored Xia Ranyue and drank with the Sacred Maiden, it would show that he didn’t truly see himself as Xia Ranyue’s servant, prioritizing the Sacred Maiden over her.

This would suggest that his relationship with Xia Ranyue was insincere.

Xia Zhiyue wanted to see who He Ange would prioritize—her or Xia Ranyue.

“Ranyue,” He Ange said after a moment of silence. He picked up the tea jug and poured tea into an invisible cup in front of Xia Ranyue.

Xia Ranyue looked at him in surprise, as there was no cup in front of her. Was he planning to pour the tea directly into her mouth?

Drip, drip, drip—

As the tea poured from the jug, it seemed to hang in the air, forming the shape of an invisible cup. The liquid didn’t spill, and the tea floated, maintaining the shape of a cup.

Moreover, as He Ange raised the jug higher, the tea in the invisible cup remained perfectly still, not a single drop spilling.

“Please,” he said.

Xia Ranyue carefully picked up the invisible cup, finding that the tea didn’t spill or even feel wet to the touch.

This was a masterful display of qi control!

Even Xia Zhiyue, watching from across the table, was impressed. She had never seen such a creative use of qi manipulation.

While she could probably replicate the technique with some practice, the creativity and skill were truly remarkable.

It showed that He Ange had a deep understanding of his own abilities.

And it also demonstrated his ability to navigate tricky situations.

He managed to avoid offending the Sacred Maiden while still taking care of Xia Ranyue, ensuring that no one at the table felt awkward.

With a newfound sense of appreciation, Xia Zhiyue raised her cup.

He Ange and Xia Ranyue followed suit, and they all drank.

“Sister, let me formally introduce you,” Xia Ranyue said after they finished their tea. She was in a good mood, thanks to He Ange’s considerate actions.

Clearing her throat, she began proudly.

“This is He Ange, a junior disciple I met at Shengxu Sect. Two years ago, he fell in love with me at first sight. We’ve faced many trials and crises together, but fate never tore us apart. During the chaos in Yong’an City two months ago, He Ange risked his life to save me, even turning against his fellow disciples. After that, I accepted his love.”

“This year, I felt our relationship had grown strong, so I brought him home during the Cherry Blossom Festival to meet you.”

As she spoke, Xia Ranyue’s face lit up with a happy, contented smile.

Being a fox demon, her acting skills were on par with He Ange’s. Even while spinning a fabricated story, she could smile sweetly and convincingly.

Truth be told, Xia Ranyue was enjoying herself immensely.

She knew He Ange was exceptional, and being able to flaunt such a devoted and talented boyfriend in front of her sister gave her a sense of pride and satisfaction.

For the first time, she had something to show off to her sister. Growing up, she had always been overshadowed by Xia Zhiyue, who had everything Xia Ranyue didn’t.

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But now, she had a super handsome and super caring boyfriend. Did Xia Zhiyue have that? Did she?

The Fox Clan’s Sacred Maiden, who had been single for over a century, probably hadn’t even held a man’s hand, let alone experienced love.

Hearing Xia Ranyue’s romantic tale of heroism and love, Xia Zhiyue felt a mix of emotions.

Was she envious?

She didn’t know.

But was she jealous?

Just a little.

Despite her calm exterior, Xia Zhiyue’s heart was cold. She found the story hard to believe and was irritated by the romanticized version of events.

Men’s words were often deceitful.

Love at first sight? Heroic rescues?

Betraying his sect for Xia Ranyue?

It all sounded like something out of a romance novel.

Could such a perfect love story really happen to Xia Ranyue?

Could such a perfect boyfriend exist?

In her century of life, Xia Zhiyue had only encountered men who were either foolish, deceitful, or indulgent. She had never met someone as genuinely kind and emotionally intelligent as He Ange.

Even if He Ange was as wonderful as Xia Ranyue claimed, why would such a rare and exceptional young man devote himself to her?

Was Xia Ranyue really that special?

Sure, she was cute and lively, but she didn’t have Xia Zhiyue’s beauty or stature. Her cultivation was only at late-stage Foundation Establishment.

Why hadn’t Xia Zhiyue met such a remarkable young man? Why was he so devoted to Xia Ranyue?

Was it because Xia Ranyue had more freedom after leaving home?

Nonsense.

Fox demons didn’t lack love.

Xia Zhiyue didn’t believe in love or that Xia Ranyue, with He Ange, was any happier than she was.

She had experienced the harsh realities of life. Her heart had been frozen since the day her father betrayed her mother. She didn’t believe in true love.

It was all an act by a deceitful man.

If she could tempt He Ange, she would expose his true nature.

“It seems Mr. He is as wonderful as Ranyue says. As her sister, I truly wish you both happiness,” Xia Zhiyue said with a soft smile.

She stood gracefully and walked over to He Ange.

The fox demoness placed her delicate hand on his shoulder, gently massaging it, her fingers teasingly playful.

He Ange tensed, offering a polite smile.

“Thank you, Sacred Maiden.”

“Mr. He, my sister has always been a bit naive and stubborn. Please be patient with her. I’m very fond of our future brother-in-law,” she said, her voice sweet as she walked around him.

Her words seemed innocent enough, but her touch and the intoxicating scent she exuded were anything but.

The Sacred Maiden’s allure wasn’t just about physical attraction. It targeted the heart.

In just a few seconds, He Ange’s heartbeat became erratic. The scent she emitted clouded his mind, making him imagine a life with her—marriage, children, growing old together.

It was a direct assault on his emotions.

“Mr. He, why are you staring at my sister like that?” Xia Zhiyue asked, feigning concern as she lifted his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze.

The fox demoness’s enchanting eyes seemed to pull him in, the spell deepening.

Under the double influence of her allure, any man with a wavering heart would succumb.

Xia Zhiyue wanted to see how deep He Ange’s love for Xia Ranyue truly was.

If he was willing to betray his sect for her, he should be able to resist the Sacred Maiden’s allure.

But if he wavered...

He was a scoundrel.

With this thought, Xia Zhiyue released his chin, giving him a seductive smile as she walked away.

He Ange’s gaze remained fixed on her, unable to look away.

“Are you okay, He Ange? What’s wrong?” Xia Ranyue asked, sensing something was off.

But He Ange couldn’t pull his mind away from the Sacred Maiden.

This allure was too potent!

He couldn’t stop the fantasies in his mind. In just a few seconds, he felt as if he had lived a lifetime with the Sacred Maiden, falling deeply in love.

He even felt a desperate urge to die for her, to offer his heart.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhiyue sensed the intense desire from He Ange’s gaze.

She counted down the final three seconds.

If he was still staring at her when she turned around, it would prove his so-called love was a lie.

Three...

Two...

In the final second, an image of An Luo Yi in the peach grove of Luo Xue Peak flashed in He Ange’s mind.

But it wasn’t enough to break the spell.

At the critical moment, Xia Ranyue grabbed his hand, her touch bringing him back to reality. He turned and met her worried gaze.

She didn’t understand what had just happened.

But in the final fraction of a second, He Ange pulled her into a deep embrace, kissing her passionately.

The mingling of their scents counteracted the Sacred Maiden’s spell.

When Xia Zhiyue turned around, she saw only her sister and He Ange locked in a loving embrace.

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The sight of her sister’s intimate moment hit Xia Zhiyue like a punch, leaving her utterly defeated.