Chapter 92: Fei Yun’s Heart

“That could work…”
Fei Yun spoke softly, “Burn or bury that demon cultivator’s body. When Sister Zhen Zhen wakes up, I’ll say that the bald man was struck by lightning and seriously injured. You just picked up her flying sword and jade ring, then intervened and injured him again before he fled… In this way, it will seem like you saved Sister Zhen Zhen. That’s a life-saving favor—what grudge could possibly outweigh that?”
Su Che snorted. “The idea isn’t bad, but why should I trust you? There are too many people who say one thing in front of you and do another behind your back. Once you’re out of danger and back at the sect, you might deny everything. Then, wouldn’t you be the one who really saved Zhen Zhen’s life?”
“I…”
Fei Yun lowered her head and murmured faintly, “I won’t do that to you.”
“Nonsense!” Su Che, though sensitive, still heard her timid whisper. Waving his hand, he said, “I can’t trust you. I’ll wait until Zhen Zhen wakes up and settle this matter face to face with her. I’m not afraid she’ll find out it was me who took her things. But you must throw her Qiankun Bag over here. Otherwise, we’ll end up in a fierce fight.”
“Sigh! I can’t beat you.”
Fei Yun sighed and added, “But I still have to warn you—taking a step back can lead to broader horizons. Our master favors Sister Zhen Zhen greatly. Even if you didn’t kill her, just bullying her will make your life extremely difficult in the future. I’m saying this for your own good.”
Su Che looked at her and thought, “If this woman is acting, her acting skills are incredible.”
Yet, he had to admit her words made some sense. He had only two choices: either kill or capture them to vent his anger and wander the world, or, if he wanted to return to Tianxuan Sect, it was better to avoid further conflict.
After some thought, Su Che said, “It’s fine if I don’t get her Qiankun Bag, but I’m worried she might pull out some lightning beads or electric pills when she wakes up and knock me out too. So, you need to throw her Qiankun Bag aside, far away.”
“Okay.”
Fei Yun nodded gladly and took Zhen Zhen’s Qiankun Bag, throwing it far to the side.
Su Che continued, “Also, you must swear with your heart demon that you won’t deny what you said earlier—no…”

Before Su Che could finish speaking, Fei Yun nodded repeatedly and said, “Okay. I swear by my inner demon that from today onward, I will never do anything that harms Su Che. If I break this vow, let me…” Her oath was so sincere that Su Che couldn’t find any flaw in it. However, Su Che asked again, “I also want to know how you’ve been able to keep tracking me. In other words, what trick did Zhen Zhen use on me?” “Well…” Fei Yun’s face turned red. After hesitating for a moment, she shook her head and said, “You’d better ask Senior Sister Zhen Zhen about that.” She was still too shy to explain matters like ‘planting emotional threads’ in front of Su Che. Moreover, she was troubled—how could she retrieve those threads? To take back the threads hidden inside Su Che, she would have to use a certain spell to remove them, and Su Che would also suffer physical pain. In this situation where it was unclear who was friend and who was enemy, unless she captured him and forced the spell on him, he would never agree to let her touch him… “How can I get those threads back?” Fei Yun was extremely distressed, feeling an indescribable regret for trapping herself. Seeing her pitiful and weak appearance, Su Che really couldn’t bear to trouble her any further. “Forget it. Let’s wait until Zhen Zhen wakes up first.” After that, Fei Yun focused on healing Zhen Zhen, while Su Che burned the bald man’s body to ashes and buried them thoroughly. Then he sat quietly, waiting for Zhen Zhen to wake up, hoping to take advantage of her serious injury to resolve this dispute once and for all. After a long time, a wild scream came from her mind: “I refuse to give up!” Soon after, everything fell silent, and the bald man’s soul was finally purified by the golden light of the Immortal Prison Pagoda. “Master, it’s done,” Lao He reported. “I’m still too weak. It’s so troublesome even to deal with such a guy’s soul.” Su Che reassured him, “It’s okay. Next, I’ll find you some human souls to devour. You’ll grow stronger soon.” Lao He was a combination of humans, demons, and monsters. His path to growth required him to devour large numbers of human, demon, and monster souls. He never lacked demon or monster souls, but because of the lack of human souls, his strength hadn’t improved. Since Su Che wasn’t someone who killed innocents for personal gain, the matter of human souls had been delayed.

At that moment, Lao He had a sudden inspiration and reminded him, “Master, this guy’s Wan Gui Fan contains hundreds of evil ghosts. You should know that evil ghosts are among the most powerful types of human souls—these are truly delicious treats right here in front of me!”
Indeed! Su Che also realized this immediately and took out the Wan Gui Fan, transferring it to the Immortal Prison. Lao He quickly mastered the method of controlling it and released the evil ghosts one by one, devouring them all…
With this, along with enough demon souls and extraterrestrial demons, Lao He’s strength could improve rapidly.
After some time, Zhen Zhen slowly woke up under the combined effect of the medicinal pills and true energy. First, she saw Fei Yun healing her, which put her at ease—she wasn’t in the hands of thieves. Then, she saw Su Che sitting not far across from her, and her brows immediately furrowed…
“Su Che, how dare you show up in front of me on your own?”
Zhen Zhen instinctively reached for her waist and realized that her Qian Kun Bag was no longer there. What…?
“Senior sister,” Fei Yun hurriedly stopped her and whispered in her ear, “Fortunately, it was Su Che who stepped in to save us just now.”
“What?”
Zhen Zhen was shocked and couldn’t believe it for a moment. “Would he be that kind? What ability does he have to save us?”
“That demon cultivator was injured but not dead. I couldn’t handle him alone. Thankfully, Su Che stepped in and helped me defeat that demon cultivator together…”
Fei Yun vividly recounted the pre-planned story. Regardless of Zhen Zhen’s feelings, even Su Che, who was not far away, thought to himself, “This woman is really good at lying—her lies sound so convincing they seem real.”
Lao He laughed heartily in the Immortal Prison. This time, he didn’t care about his master’s face and said bluntly, “Master, your lying skills are quite impressive too.”
Su Che snorted inwardly, acknowledging it silently.
After hearing Fei Yun’s account, Zhen Zhen no longer doubted it. She couldn’t imagine Fei Yun helping Su Che deceive her, but she still asked, “Where’s my Qian Kun Bag?”
The flying sword and jade ring, those two magical treasures, had been taken by that demon cultivator. Although Zhen Zhen was somewhat distressed, she could bear it. But the Qian Kun Bag contained some personal items of great significance to her, which she absolutely couldn’t afford to lose.
“It’s over there,” Fei Yun said softly. “Su Che was worried that you might attack him after waking up, so he asked me to put the Qian Kun Bag aside for now.”

“No!” Zhen Zhen struggled to sit up, but her whole body was weak and in extreme pain; she couldn’t muster any strength and could only ask Fei Yun to retrieve the Qiankun Sword.
“Wait, why the rush?” At that moment, Su Che stood up and spoke, “Senior Sister Zhen Zhen, we need to resolve the matter between us. Until then, I won’t allow you to get back the Qiankun Bag.”
“Su Che, don’t…” Zhen Zhen’s expression turned cold at first as she instinctively wanted to scold him, but then she remembered that he had once shown kindness by saving them both. If she continued to treat him coldly, it would be utterly heartless of her.
So, Zhen Zhen softened her tone and said, “Junior Brother Su, thank you for saving us just now. Since you’ve shown me kindness despite my past actions, everything can be resolved. Moreover, I, Zhen Zhen, will remember this kindness and repay you someday.”
Fei Yun also hurried to add, “Yes, Su Che. Senior Sister is clear about grudges and keeps her promises—this is something all the disciples of Tianwu Peak can attest to.”
“Clear about grudges and keep promises?”
Su Che shook his head. “I’m sorry, I’m not a disciple of Tianwu Peak, so I don’t know Senior Sister Zhen Zhen’s character. I don’t expect any repayment in the future. I just hope that Senior Sister Zhen Zhen can swear an oath with her heart demon that she will never cause me trouble under any reason or in any way, nor through others… Well, only then can I barely accept it.”
“Huh?” Fei Yun’s expression changed, filled with worry. “Senior Sister Zhen Zhen is proud by nature. Swearing an oath with her heart demon would be a huge insult to her—how could she agree? Su Che, why won’t you trust me?”