Chapter 27

Trapped in the damp cave without being able to move or protect herself. Heng Xīnyán stared up at the cave roof, her eyes lifeless.

Hearing, the monotonous sound of her saviour's footsteps. Heng Xīnyán wanted to cry as she turned her head towards the entrance of the cave. Once again, he sat at her side with the small bowl in his hand but it was bigger in size!

Heng Xīnyán peered into the bowl. Seeing the black thick liquid in the bowl that approached her lips before the male could say anything, she opened her mouth emotionlessly. The male placed the bowl at her lips, slowly tilting it, Heng Xīnyán swallowed the thick black liquid with no change in her facial expression.

Only she knew how bitter this liquid was. She always wondered if this male was saving her or killing her taste buds slowly as revenge. However, she had never seen his face before so there should be no grudge or hatred between them. She pushed his hand away after drinking the liquid.

The male didn't look surprised. He merely looked into the white bowl before looking up at her saying, "Drink all."

Heng Xīnyán shook her head, "No."

He stared at her silently and Heng Xīnyán admitted defeat, opening her mouth and the male poured all the liquid down her throat.

Swallowing with difficulty, she asked, "Is that all?"

The male nodded and Heng Xīnyán sighed in relief. After all, she didn't want him to grab her jaws again, so she became obedient. Because when he mercilessly grabbed her jaw in his tight fingers. Heng Xīnyán's cheeks were sore for two days straight!

Oh, how she wanted to get out of here. Every night, her eyes would stay open as she desperately wished for that cold-faced snake known as Bàolì Hua to come to find her. Yet, no one came to find her.

So, the future Sect Leader of the Yue Sect was weakened for five days straight. Every day, she wept in her heart, thinking of the decisions she made since, coming to Ghost Cult.

However, since no one (Bàolì Hua) was coming for her, Heng Xīnyán's heart burned with the hope that her soul would recover faster. Her wish came the next day when she could lift her arms without struggling and panting for breath. Added that she could sit up perfectly, Heng Xīnyán was delighted.

She sat up with a bright smile on her rosy pink lips. Pure delight decorated her face until her saviour came into the cave with that same small-sized bowl. Her face formed a grimace yet, she noticed that the bowl was smaller in size. She obediently drank the black thick liquid.

Happy that she could sit up, Heng Xīnyán was in a rare talkative mood.

"What is in this medicine?" Heng Xīnyán finally expressed her curiosity and the male in light blue looked at her with no emotion. "Herbs," he uttered and Heng Xīnyán rolled her eyes.

"What type of herbs? What are their names?" She probed and the male just ignored her. He rose to a stand and exited the cave. Heng Xīnyán watched his slender, tall back with her lips twitching in annoyance.

Over time, she realized that it was impossible to talk to this male. Even, with her guard up, this male did not do anything to her. Despite, her being a beauty worthy of her name. Heng Xīnyán means 'eternal beauty'. It was as if the male had no Earthly desires and that was good.

Heng Xīnyán looked at her legs which were covered in her dirty pink tunic skirt. She bent to pat it twice, wanting to stand. A cold voice came from the cave entrance, Heng Xīnyán looked up at the male in blue.

"Cultivate." The one word left his lips and Heng Xīnyán watched him uncertainly. The male's cold eyes watched her, obviously displeased that she wasn't doing what he told her.

"I don't want to cultivate," Heng Xīnyán stated after a while and the male in blue, red lips opened, "Cultivate." Heng Xīnyán shuddered feeling the male's cold spiritual energy wrapped around her like a snake. Tightening around her body.

Under this tyrant's heavy spiritual pressure, Heng Xīnyán wiped her teary eyes and sat with her legs crossed to cultivate. Peeking at the tyrant who stood at the cave entrance watching her with a cold gaze, she wept quietly in her heart.

Heng Xīnyán pouted and cultivated. Entering the spiritual realm, she angrily grabbed, stole, and bullied the spiritual particles in the air. Giving them no way to resist. Her grievances were heavy so, taking her anger out on the poor spiritual particles, she cultivated under the cold male's cold eyes.

Another week slowly passed by and Heng Xīnyán could finally stand! Joy bloomed in her eyes and she watched the male with bright eyes. The cold male stated, "Leave." And Heng Xīnyán choked on her spit.

"W-What?" Her eyes looked at the male with questioning eyes and the cold male raised a white-colored brow. "Heal. So leave."

Heng Xīnyán's lips twitched, "Because I'm standing you're chasing me away?"

The cold male exited the cave and Heng Xīnyán followed him.

He pointed into the distance, "Head north."

Heng Xīnyán nodded, "Goodbye, then."

The cold male looked at her. Heng Xīnyán sighed, taking ten gold coins out of her sleeves. She held her palm out to the cold male.

"Payment for saving me," she muttered.

"No soul is worth money," his cold words made Heng Xīnyán look up at him. With a bright smile on her face, Heng Xīnyán bowed deeply in front of him.

"I owe you one, Gentleman." Using her spiritual energy, Heng Xīnyán jumped down the cave which was in a mountain. Landing on the forest floor, gracefully, Heng Xīnyán looked up back at the cave. Seeing the lonely figure of the cold male. She smiled up at him, the cold male's eyes connected with hers.

Sending the cave, one last glance. Heng Xīnyán turned away, the last image in her mind was of the gentle yet cold gentleman in blue who saved her dying soul. Knowing and hoping, she would meet him again, Heng Xīnyán entered the lush green forest. Letting her red spiritual energy roam the forest floor. Heng Xīnyán was delighted to note that her cultivation stage had advanced.

Previously, she was at the seventh stage of the Spiritual Cleansing Realm. Now, she was on the ninth stage of the said realm. She was just one step away from reaching the Incipient Realm.

Determined, Heng Xīnyán walked into the forest. The revenge in her heart blooming stronger and stronger wanting to be vented.

An eerie smile formed on Heng Xīnyán's lips. Then she froze, "Shit! I forgot to ask for his name!" She gripped her hair frustrated.