?
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow slightly, a bit surprised.
Just a moment ago, this guy was looking all gloomy and aggrieved, questioning whether she disliked him.
And now he was putting on the airs of a domineering patron?
Just as Yuan Shu was about to say something, Long Yunhui wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.
"You said you liked my body and my face. Since that is the case, I should let them display their greatest value."
He leaned in close, nibbling on her ear as he whispered.
Separated by the silk blindfold, Yuan Shu could not see his eyes, but she could clearly feel that his aura had changed.
It seemed to carry a sense of reckless abandonment, as if he were risking it all.
He picked Yuan Shu up, padded her back with a piece of clothing, and pressed her against the wall behind them, approaching her with overwhelming dominance.
"Miss, I can make you like me even more!"
He said this in a deep, husky voice before tilting his head to capture her lips.
The burning kiss carried a fierce, barbaric edge. It was fast and urgent, as if he wanted to brand himself deep into Yuan Shu's heart.
...
After tangling together for the better part of the day, Long Yunhui finally let her go when Yuan Shu gave him a light bite.
She touched the corner of his lips. "Be good. Next time."
Long Yunhui did not say a word. However, the moment Yuan Shu turned to leave the room, he suddenly tore the silk ribbon from his eyes.
The door opened. In the hazy sunlight, the woman wore a smoky pink dress that fluttered like dancing butterflies. She had a tall, slender figure and flowing long hair.
He narrowed his eyes, inexplicably feeling that her back looked somewhat familiar.
It was as if... he had seen her somewhere before?
But it was only a fleeting moment. By the time he chased her to the door, she had already vanished from his sight.
Long Yunhui looked down at the red ribbon in his hand, falling into silent speechlessness for a time.
After tidying himself up and heading out, it was already afternoon. Long Yunhui made his way toward the Mu Residence within the city.
Today was the day he had arranged to visit Mu Fengyun.
A while ago, Mu Fengyun had consumed the Purple Mansion Spirit Ginseng and carefully recuperated for a period of time, so his body was already mostly healed.
Although he was still a bit weak, he could already get out of bed and walk around.
Speaking of the Purple Mansion Spirit Ginseng, Long Yunhui let out another long sigh.
He and she had met because of this very Purple Mansion Spirit Ginseng, but he never expected that in the end, he would be the one unable to let go!
Thinking of her back as she left without the slightest hesitation, Long Yunhui's heart clenched in pain once again.
"Third Senior Brother!"
A soft call made Long Yunhui stop in his tracks. He turned around to see a beaming Su Lingxi.
He frowned. "Junior Sister, why are you here?"
This place was not far from the Mu Residence at all. It could not just be a coincidence, right?
A blush spread across Su Lingxi's cheeks, and she spoke with a hint of embarrassment, "I... I know I made a mistake last time by delivering the wrong medicine to the Mu Residence, so I wanted to come and check on Young Master Mu as an apology."
"Third Senior Brother, Young Master Mu's divine soul was damaged. Even though you used the Purple Mansion Spirit Ginseng in time to save his life, he still needs to rest and recover properly."
"I have collected a lot of herbs that are beneficial for the divine soul to bring to him. They should be useful for Young Master Mu."
As Su Lingxi spoke, she took out some herbs from her spatial bag and offered them to him.
Having just been abandoned by the woman he loved without a second glance, Long Yunhui was in a terrible mood.
Seeing the herbs in Su Lingxi's hands—which had shallow medicinal properties and were basically useless—he frowned, his tone laced with impatience.
"The Mu Residence holds a high status in the Central State. Their storehouses have plenty of spiritual medicines for repairing the divine soul. They do not need these things in your hands."
"You already made the Mu family dislike you before. From now on, you should not come to the Mu Residence unless absolutely necessary, lest you cause another misunderstanding."
Substituting the Soul-Bewitching Peony for the Purple Mansion Spirit Ginseng—if the Mu family had truly pursued the matter back then, Su Lingxi would not have gotten off lightly.
He did not understand. Why was Su Lingxi so obsessed with coming to the Mu Residence?
She was not even familiar with the Mu family.
Could it be... because of Mu Fengyun?
Long Yunhui's heart skipped a beat. He knew his friend was handsome, stronger than him, and a chosen genius of the Wan Jian Sect.
Before he fell ill, the female cultivators who liked him could have filled an entire city!
Could this Su Lingxi also have feelings for Mu Fengyun?
At this thought, Long Yunhui's expression turned rather ugly.
Before Su Lingxi came to Qingyun Peak, nothing major had ever happened there. But ever since she arrived...
Seventh Junior Sister was kicked out of Qingyun Peak, their Master started acting strange, and Fifth Junior Brother died.
This made him suspect whether Su Lingxi was a jinx!
After thinking it over, Long Yunhui decided that when he saw Mu Fengyun, he needed to give him a good warning about her.
At the very least, he could not let Su Lingxi bewitch him!
Meanwhile, having been thoroughly scolded, Su Lingxi immediately bit her lip and began to cry pitifully. "Third Senior Brother..."
This only made the already irritated Long Yunhui even more annoyed. He directly cut her off.
"Enough. Since Master is personally guiding your cultivation, you should work harder on your training instead of wasting your thoughts on other irrelevant matters."
After saying his piece, Long Yunhui turned and walked away.
He left Su Lingxi standing alone, her expression terrifyingly dark!
Damn it!
It looked like if she did not use some tricks, she would not be able to farm back this Third Senior Brother's affection points!
Su Lingxi took a deep breath, pulled out her communication jade talisman, and quickly sent a message through it.
Unexpectedly, the person who usually replied to her messages almost instantly did not respond this time, even after she waited for a long while!
Su Lingxi frowned and sent another message.
...
At the same time, Yuan Shu felt as if she had run into a peer from her own trade.
Just a moment ago, she had spotted a sickly, beautiful man on the street. He was wearing a fox fur cloak, holding a hand warmer, and his face was excessively pale. One glance was enough to tell he was in poor health.
Yuan Shu turned her head and met the man's gaze.
Despite his sickliness, the man's features were exceptionally stunning.
He was as elegant as an orchid tree, as bright and clear as the moon after a storm.
Even when he smiled, two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of his lips.
The man politely nodded to her, and Yuan Shu smiled and nodded back.
She thought this was just a minor interlude, but unexpectedly, a fragrant pink breeze swept past, and the man who had just been standing at the street corner suddenly vanished without a trace.
The man's accompanying servants immediately fell into chaos, frantically and anxiously searching for him.
But that fragrant pink breeze had been strange. The moment it appeared, it had confused everyone's vision.
For a time, no one knew where their young master had been abducted to!
Standing at the head of the bridge, Yuan Shu watched the servants running around like headless flies, and her brow furrowed.
That fragrant pink breeze just now—if she was not mistaken—was a palm technique unique to the Joyous Sect, called the Falling Flower Palm.
Upon striking, a pink mist would diffuse, briefly obscuring the vision of those nearby, making it convenient to quietly abduct someone.
It was the most common method used by Joyous Sect disciples to find dual cultivation partners.
Since it was none of her business, Yuan Shu originally did not want to interfere.
But thinking of the bright, elegant, and handsome man standing at the street corner, smiling and nodding at her...
Yuan Shu clicked her tongue and still leaped into the air, heading out of the city.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Saving a man's primal yang is also saving something, right?
When the Joyous Sect's Demon-Seeking Steps were paired with the Falling Flower Palm, a person could be whisked away in the blink of an eye.
Just because others could not find him did not mean she could not.
After all, no one was more familiar with these techniques than she was!
