Her soft voice was as pleasing as silver bells, carrying an undisguised, seductive sweetness as it drifted into his ears.
Xiao Li’s burning gaze trembled faintly, and his eyes fell involuntarily upon Yuan Shu’s beautiful red lips.
They were small, full, and glistening with moisture, like a red lotus waiting to be plucked.
Perhaps recalling something, Xiao Li’s face immediately flushed. Stammering, he began, “Miss Yuan, I—I’m afraid I might offend…”
Before he could finish, Yuan Shu tilted her head and sealed his lips with hers.
The words he had yet to say were swallowed by the fragrance of pear blossoms spilling between their lips.
“What are you mumbling about? If you don’t want to kiss me, I can pull away.”
She lightly brushed her lips against his and smiled. After speaking, she really did begin to withdraw, but Xiao Li caught the back of her neck first.
“I do! Miss Yuan, I want to kiss you!”
Xiao Li spoke urgently. Then, as though afraid she might change her mind, he immediately took the initiative and kissed her.
There was a distinct, fiery fragrance about Xiao Li. Even after using a Dust-Cleansing Spell, Yuan Shu could still smell it clearly.
This boy seemed to have become even more mischievous since the last time she had seen him. He had learned even more tricks.
The hands clasping the back of Yuan Shu’s neck gradually moved toward the side of her neck, drawing her petite, rounded shoulders completely into his arms.
From a distance, Yuan Shu looked tiny in comparison, as though she were firmly enclosed within his embrace. With her head slightly tilted back, she allowed him to do as he pleased.
In truth, however, his movements were very gentle. He did not simply demand what he wanted, but teased her bit by bit, slowly stirring her desire.
…
“He really brought him back to life?”
Yuan Shu opened the door. Sect Master Qu Qing led a group of elders and disciples from the Fallen Immortal Sect into the room, and what they saw was Xiao Li reclining against the headboard.
He was no longer in the deeply unconscious state he had been in before. His features were clear, and he was fully awake.
Elder Hai and the other elders from Medicine Cloud Peak were extremely excited. This proved that the Xuan Yuan Evil-Breaking Pill refined by Guest Elder Yuan had been a resounding success. Its medicinal effects were excellent!
Medicine Cloud Peak had gained another ancient formula to record!
“As expected of Guest Elder Yuan! The chaotic spiritual energy in Disciple Xiao’s body has already been sorted out. His pulse is strong, and his condition has improved tremendously!”
“Indeed! Remarkable, truly remarkable!”
Several elders praised Yuan Shu without reserve.
Yuan Shu smiled faintly and maintained a modest attitude.
Qu Qing was delighted. He excitedly patted Yuan Shu on the arm.
“Guest Elder Yuan, you’ve done very well—very well indeed! I’ll take him away first. Once this matter is over, I will certainly reward you according to your merits!”
“Please do as you wish, Sect Master.”
Yuan Shu nodded in reply, and Qu Qing immediately ordered people to carry Xiao Li away.
The matter concerned an important secret hidden within the Fallen Immortal Sect. Previously, they had been unable to relocate Xiao Li because he was unconscious.
Now that he had awakened, they could not afford to wait even a moment.
Amid the crowd, Yuan Shu and Xiao Li exchanged a glance and nodded lightly at each other.
Only after everyone had left the room and silence had returned did Yuan Shu raise her hand and summon the lustrous white Bai Ze Spirit with a surge of spiritual energy.
The spirit’s radiance was warm and gentle. Without spiritual energy poured into it, it was not dazzling in the slightest.
She recalled how, earlier, when they had been alone in the room, Xiao Li had asked her, “Miss Yuan, are you interested in it as well?”
Yuan Shu had said nothing at the time, but the look in her eyes had already made everything clear.
Without another word, Xiao Li had placed the Bai Ze Spirit directly into her hand. He had even tightened his grip around her hand, leaving her no room to refuse.
He had lowered his head and kissed her lips, his voice filled with lighthearted laughter.
“When I said I like you, I wasn’t just saying it.”
“It’s an honor for it to have caught your eye. Miss Yuan, I—I may I call you ‘Shushu’?”
He had looked at her with anxious, almost humble anticipation.
He had heard her other companions call her that.
He wanted to have the same privilege. He wanted to become a companion she acknowledged as well!
Warmth had surged through Yuan Shu’s heart. “Since the Bai Ze Spirit has recognized you as its master, if it is damaged, you will be injured too. Aren’t you afraid I might harm you?”
Xiao Li had only smiled and shaken his head. “If Miss Yuan wanted my life, there would be no need for such trouble. Just say the word, and I’ll drink from my sword and take my own life without hesitation.”
His clear, mellow voice was neither loud nor soft, neither light nor heavy. Yet every word was distinct and earnest, carrying an unwavering resolve that brooked no doubt.
Yuan Shu’s usually tranquil heart had rippled again and again at that moment.
This man…
“Fool,” Yuan Shu had scolded him lightly, unable to stop herself from smiling. “Are you still calling me Miss Yuan?”
Xiao Li’s dark eyes had suddenly lit up. His gaze had burned as he looked at her face and called out the long-awaited name:
“Shushu.”
Yuan Shu had chuckled at the sound. She had then raised her hand, pressed it against his chest, and pinned him against the headboard before kissing his lips.
At the same time, her hand had slipped through the opening of his robes.
Before long, Xiao Li’s uncontrollable moan had sounded beside her ear.
How could the unresponsive, helpless morsel she had teased while he was unconscious compare to the delicious sight of him now, his cheeks flushed and his expression dazed as he looked at her?
Yuan Shu’s heart had stirred. She had pressed him against the headboard and thoroughly tormented him.
It was not until Qu Qing and the others, unable to restrain themselves any longer, began urging her from outside the door that Yuan Shu finally withdrew the hand resting on his abdominal muscles.
She gently kissed his lips and helped him steady his breathing.
The divine beast’s core was clearly crucial. Those people would not give up easily.
Xiao Li had no way to conceal it. If he carried it with him, trouble would surely follow. He might even be placing his life in danger!
That was why Yuan Shu had accepted the Bai Ze Spirit.
If those people could not find the Bai Ze Spirit on Xiao Li, they would no longer make things difficult for him—including Qu Qing.
…
Night fell, and all was silent.
When Yuan Shu returned to the Guest Elder’s residence, she immediately sensed an unusual presence as soon as she entered.
To be precise, it was not Yuan Shu who had detected it, but the Acacia Divine Tree.
The person hiding in the darkness of the courtyard was far too powerful—much stronger than Yuan Shu was now. She herself had not noticed the other party’s presence.
“Are you hiding there because you want to watch me undress and bathe?”
Yuan Shu tilted her head and fixed a cool gaze on the inconspicuous shadow in the corner.
Not long after her voice fell, a mass of black smoke suddenly coalesced in the empty corner.
The black smoke expanded, and then a tall figure stepped out.
Beneath the hazy moonlight, Mo Yi wore black robes and had black hair. A black-and-gold crown rested atop his head. His handsome, sharply defined face was expressionless, and the air around him was as cold and silent as the night itself.
“A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, yet you can see through my disguise?” Mo Yi stepped forward, a trace of surprise flashing through his deep black eyes.
Then he recalled the teasing in Yuan Shu’s words, and the corner of his lips curved into the faintest hint of a smile.
“Watching you undress and bathe isn’t impossible, is it?”
The instant his words fell, the man who had still been walking across the courtyard flashed to Yuan Shu’s side.
His tall figure loomed over her like a statue, its shadow completely enveloping her.
The overwhelming pressure he exuded would have caused an ordinary person to collapse weakly to the ground.
But Yuan Shu was no ordinary person.
She narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched Mo Yi bend toward her. Then she lifted the corner of her lips and met his gaze without the slightest hint of retreat.
“Does Peak Master Mo want to watch me undress and bathe, or do you want to undress and bathe me yourself?”
