Transmigrated As A Cannon Fodder Sacrifice, I Tricked An Evil God Into Becoming My Live-In Husband - Chapter 12

The azure flying ship landed with a whisper, its silence utterly incongruous with its colossal size.

The air of the Azure Cloud Sect was different.

Clean, fresh, and saturated with an energy so potent it almost tasted sweet, it eased the ache in Zheng Qiuyu’s bones.

She clutched Zhuohuo tighter, his heavy, cold body a constant reminder of the stark reality of her situation.

As her tattered, barely-shoes touched the mirror-smooth white jade plaza, two disciples in matching azure robes immediately approached.

Their hands rested on their sword hilts.

Halt.

The voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

Who are you, and why have you trespassed upon the Azure Cloud Sect?

The disciple’s gaze swept over her filthy, ragged clothes before settling on the unconscious silver-haired man in her arms.

His eyes burned with undisguised suspicion.

The atmosphere instantly tensed.

Lin Yue’er rushed forward.

Senior Brother, they’re my guests!

They saved my life!

Before the disciple could retort, a deeper, more authoritative voice cut through the air.

Yue’er.

An elderly man with a neatly trimmed goatee and wearing a more ornate Daoist robe approached.

His expression was stern, but his eyes softened noticeably when he saw Lin Yue’er.

Grandfather!

Lin Yue’er rushed to his side, quickly recounting her harrowing experience in the forest. Her voice still trembled with the terror of her near-death encounter and overflowing with gratitude.

The elder, Elder Li of the Azure Cloud Sect’s outer sect, listened quietly.

Then, his gaze settled on Zheng Qiuyu.

He first nodded in gratitude.

This old one is Li Qing. I thank you, esteemed one, for saving my granddaughter’s life.

But the gratitude quickly faded, and his eyes sharpened.

That gaze scrutinized her inch by inch, from her disheveled hair to her tattered clothes, finally settling on the man she held in her arms.

It wasn’t a mere look it was a stripping bare.

Zheng Qiuyu’s back instantly stiffened.

The pressure emanating from this elder was ten times greater than that of the two mountain guard disciples combined.

Success or failure hinged on this moment.

On the flying boat, she had rehearsed these lines a hundred times in her mind.

Elder Li is too kind.

Her voice was hoarse and fragile—perfectly crafted.

My name… is not worth mentioning.

She lowered her head, gazing at Zhuohuo cradled in her arms, her face instantly shifting to an unfathomable sorrow.

My husband and I are merely reclusive cultivators, she began, pausing to let the words sink in.

We were fleeing from enemies of the Bl00d Sea, pursued relentlessly from the Upper Realm, and accidentally found ourselves stranded here.

The half-truth in her words lent them an air of conviction.

My husband… he fought a great battle against powerful foes to protect me.

Now came the most challenging part the acting.

She forced her eyes to burn, summoning memories of heartbreak—the meager balance in her bank account before her transmigration, her damned graduation thesis.

It worked. Her vision began to blur. Though he vanquished our enemies, his own vital essence was gravely wounded.

Her voice caught in a timely sob.

And so… he fell into a deep slumber. I… I don’t know what to do.

She clutched Zhuohuo tighter, burying her face in his hair, a perfect portrayal of a Dao Companion worn thin with worry, teetering on the brink of collapse.

He needs a place rich in spiritual energy to recuperate, just a quiet place.

The surrounding disciples now gazed at her with eyes brimming with sympathy.

The story of a powerful warrior gravely wounded for love was a classic tale.

Yet Elder Li’s expression remained unchanged.

Having lived for so many years, he had heard countless such stories.

Your husband’s aura is indeed unfathomable, yet fragile as a candle flame in the wind.

He took a step forward.

Forgive my impertinence, but may I examine his injuries? Our Azure Cloud Sect’s Pill Peak has made significant advancements in healing arts. We might be able to assist.

Zheng Qiuyu’s heart pounded against her ribs.

Here it comes.

The final test.

She couldn’t refuse refusal would betray her guilt.

She raised her head, her bloodshot eyes meeting his, and nodded weakly with gratitude.

Thank you, Elder.

Elder Li raised his hand, and a nearly invisible wisp of energy—his Divine Sense—drifted from his fingertip toward Zhuohuo’s forehead.

Zheng Qiuyu held her breath.

The wisp of Divine Sense gently touched Zhuohuo’s skin.

For a moment, nothing happened.

Then—

Elder Li let out a short, muffled grunt.

His usually impassive face suddenly paled.

Elder Li stumbled backward half a step, his hand instinctively flying to his forehead as if he’d been stabbed with a searing needle.

Ugh!

The surrounding disciples erupted into a clamor.

What just happened?

Elder Li stared wide-eyed at the unconscious Zhuohuo, his gaze shifting from disbelief to profound shock, and finally settling into a deep reverence.

This wasn’t an attack.

It was a purely passive, protective divine might.

A divine might so potent it could easily pierce the Divine Sense of an elder like himself.

This man wasn’t just a severely wounded powerhouse.

He was an existence of unimaginable terror.

If someone could wound him so grievously, what kind of figures were these so-called Bl00d Sea enemies? And how terrifying must this man have been in his prime?

The story was no longer just a story.

The last vestiges of doubt in Elder Li’s heart shattered completely, replaced by a lingering fear and overwhelming relief.

This humble one has been presumptuous!

Elder Li bowed deeply, his posture far more respectful than before.

My inability to discern the Senior’s injuries is due to my own lack of skill. The Senior’s divine might far surpasses my comprehension.

He straightened up and turned to the two mountain guard disciples, who were still staring in stunned silence.

This is an honored guest of the Azure Cloud Sect! he declared, his voice booming with unquestionable authority.

To repay the Senior for saving my granddaughter and to show my utmost respect, I, Elder Li, personally guarantee her admission as a nominal disciple. She will be granted a Cave Abode to care for her husband.

This was no mere act of gratitude.

It was an investment.

An investment in a future supreme powerhouse.

Zheng Qiuyu finally let out a silent sigh of relief.

The first hurdle had been cleared.

Elder Li’s demeanor grew considerably warmer as he personally led her and the still-unconscious Zhuohuo deeper into the sect grounds.

The entrance examination is merely a formality, he reassured her as they walked. With my guarantee, there will be no issues.

He then leaned closer, lowering his voice.

However, there is one you must be wary of.

Elder Zhang of Pill Peak will also be one of the presiding elders.

He possesses a meticulous mind and a piercing gaze, adept at uncovering all disguises and illusions.

Zheng Qiuyu’s newly settled heart leaped back into her throat.

Can’t this life give me a moment’s peace?

They soon arrived before a magnificent hall, its doors wide open, revealing a deep, shadowy interior.

Zheng Qiuyu adjusted her grip on Zhuohuo, the man who was both her burden and her only shield.

She stepped over the high threshold.

In an instant, countless unfathomable gazes pierced through the darkness from the depths of the hall.

The eyes were sharp, icy, and scrutinizing, each gaze like a blade scraping across her skin.