The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere
Chapter 130 - 64. He is the Demon Lord, also the most passionate in the Demon Path!

Chapter 130: 64. He is the Demon Lord, also the most passionate in the Demon Path!

"It’s all right, Rong’er, I...."

"I’m right here...."

Perhaps not knowing how to comfort others, the young man held the girl tightly in his arms, repeating these words.

Feeling the girl sobbing in his embrace.

His eyes also reddened with heartache.

Finally, under the gaze of all the sect members present.

The new chief disciple of the Evil Medicine Sect took the girl’s hand and left without looking back.

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"Damn, I can’t believe it! Qingling Demon Sovereign just turned into a sweetheart!"

"Speaking of which, which girl doesn’t want to be pampered like this by a strong man? I’m so envious of her!"

The crowd outside sighed in amazement.

Swish.

The scene changed again.

It was a dark, cramped room.

On the bed right in front.

Lied a middle-aged man with a pale face and atrophied muscles, unrecognizable.

Though emaciated, his features suggested he was once a handsome man in his youth.

"Father, please don’t leave Rong’er, sob sob...."

The girl called "Rong’er" knelt beside her father’s bed, crying bitterly.

The young man next to her also walked over.

He squatted down, examined the body, and said gravely, "Rong’er, your father was poisoned by a Gu called Withering Gu. This Gu causes the muscles and organs to atrophy gradually, eventually leading to the bursting of blood vessels and death...."

"What?"

The girl, teary-eyed, looked back at him, "But...But the Evil Pharmacist said it was a kind of skin disease, and that soaking in certain medicines long-term could suppress the toxin and slow down the atrophy...."

"All these years, thanks to the Evil Pharmacist’s herbs, my father was able to survive!"

"And then?"

The young man said, "Isn’t your father still deceased now? How long have you been in the Evil Medicine Sect? Hmm?"

"This...."

The girl was at a loss for words.

The young man sighed lightly and continued:

"This kind of Gu, its toxin spreads slowly; those infected won’t die suddenly."

"Instead, they endure years, even decades, of excruciating pain."

"Your father must have suffered greatly already. Now...perhaps it’s a release."

"Ah...."

Hearing this, the girl seemed to realize something, "No! Brother Qingling, if you can detect the Gu in my father, why couldn’t the Evil Pharmacist?"

"Rong’er, have you ever considered...."

The young man hesitated for a moment but then gritted his teeth, "This Withering Gu....was planted by that very person?"

"That person?" The girl’s face froze.

"Yes, my master—"

The young man gritted his teeth and finally spoke, "The Evil Pharmacist."

"This...."

Hearing this, the girl’s beautiful eyes lost focus, as if struck by lightning; she collapsed to the ground.

"No! Over the years, the Evil Pharmacist has personally tended to my father, massaging and applying ointments, brewing all kinds of herbal medicines and elixirs diligently! I’ve seen it all! Even our own family wouldn’t be as patient and meticulous as him!"

"Brother Qingling, if your deduction is correct, and my father indeed had a Gu, is it possible....that the Evil Pharmacist knew but hid the truth out of kindness to comfort us?!"

The girl said, sobbing.

"Ah, Rong’er, you’re too naive."

Bail Qingling shook his head and said, "Kindness and righteousness, these apparent virtues can be faked; they hold no value in judgment."

"For instance, myself."

"Rong’er, do you think I’m a good person?"

"Brother Qingling, you...."

Recalling their moments over the past months, Rong’er blushed, "You’ve been very, very good to me!"

"Thank you."

The young man said, "But I must tell you, maybe one day, even the seemingly good Bail Qingling in your eyes might do something unforgivable to you."

"This is the unpredictability of human nature."

"Remember, the only person you can truly trust in this world is yourself."

"No! That’s not true!"

The girl wiped her tears and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly:

"Brother Qingling, you’re lying to me!"

"Anyone might deceive me, but Brother Qingling, you....would never betray me!"

"It’s because of people like Brother Qingling, who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside, that I believe most people in this world are kind!"

"As for the Evil Pharmacist...."

"He must be a good person too! That kind look in his eyes, it can’t be faked!"

She said, burying her head into his embrace, crying her heart out.

"Ah, I’ve said all I can, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do."

The young man gently stroked her head and said, "Rong’er, you are the only....friend I have in this world. Can I ask you a favor?"

Hearing this, Rong’er was taken aback at first, then she lifted her tear-stained face from his arms and nodded: "Mm."

"After we bury your father."

"You must quickly take your servants and leave the Evil Medicine Sect, return to Central State! Never set foot in the Eastern Continent again!"

"I...."

Rong’er bit her lip, hesitating, "Then...will I ever see Brother Qingling again?"

Not expecting such a question, Bail Qingling was momentarily taken aback, then coldly replied, "No more questions! Promise me!"

"Okay...Rong’er understands."

The girl cried and nodded.

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The scene changed again.

Returning to the dark and eerie Sect Master Hall.