“Is there really a difference?”
Mo Yi’s long, fair fingers lightly lifted a lock of Yuan Shu’s hair and brought it to the tip of his nose, giving it a gentle sniff.
A faint fragrance of pear blossoms drifted through the air, sweet and alluring.
Yuan Shu glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her eyes slightly raised with an alluring charm. She reached out and pulled her hair from his fingertips.
“Peak Master Mo, waiting for me here so late at night… Have you come because you need something?”
At the mention of business, Mo Yi’s expression grew considerably more serious. After all, he was a man with very few desires.
His unusual reaction to Yuan Shu before had been nothing more than an instinctive response of the body.
“We found the newly born Earth Demon Sha. However, due to certain special circumstances, it escaped again.”
The Earth Demon Sha? Had they found Helan Ying? But why had Helan Ying run away?
Yuan Shu was somewhat surprised. She raised her brows and glanced at him, signaling for him to continue.
“He completely concealed the Earth Demon Sha aura within him, and my people lost track of him.”
Mo Yi spoke calmly. After a pause, he continued, “Yuan Shu, since you were able to find his whereabouts before, you should be able to find him a second time…”
“Peak Master Mo, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you.” Before Mo Yi could finish, Yuan Shu interrupted him softly.
“I only happened to see traces of the Earth Demon Sha by chance. I merely had a guess and told you of a place where you might be able to find him.”
“But finding him a second time is probably impossible.”
Remembering the time she had been trapped in that cave by Helan Ying, Yuan Shu refused without the slightest hesitation.
She had already disappeared from Helan Ying’s sight, which meant she did not want to have anything more to do with that man. Naturally, she would never give herself the chance to meet him again.
If he discovered that everything about her disappearance that day had merely been a ruse, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Although the reward Mo Yi had offered was quite generous, it was nowhere near enough for Yuan Shu to risk her life.
Mo Yi had not expected Yuan Shu to refuse him outright. His brows drew together slightly.
“Yuan Shu, if you feel that the reward I offered before was insufficient…”
“Does Peak Master Mo intend to increase the reward?”
A glint flickered through Mo Yi’s eyes. Thinking that Yuan Shu had relented, he hurriedly nodded.
“As long as you name it, and as long as it is within my power, I will agree to it!”
Yuan Shu suddenly recalled a rumor about the Earth Demon Sha clan.
The disciple who inherited the Witch God’s legacy had to preserve their virginity until the Witch God emerged in the next generation.
And just moments ago, she had happened to notice a trace of blue—the tattoo marking the Witch God’s legacy—on Mo Yi’s palm.
A sly glimmer crossed Yuan Shu’s eyes. She let out a soft laugh and suddenly turned to face Mo Yi.
“I’ve heard that the Earth Demon Sha clan bears the Witch God’s blessing. When a woman’s yin essence and a man’s yang essence are cultivated together, both parties can achieve extraordinary increases in cultivation…”
Her voice paused. She lifted her foot and slowly stepped closer to Mo Yi. The slender fingers of her delicate, pale hand curved slightly as she tapped him on the chest, then suddenly leaned close to his ear.
“Peak Master Mo, shouldn’t you offer yourself to me and let me experience the pleasure of rapidly increasing my cultivation?”
Her soft, melodious voice drifted into his ear. Yet the meaning of her words caused a strange, dark light to surge through Mo Yi’s tranquil black eyes.
He lowered his gaze, his heavy stare settling on Yuan Shu’s delicate, charming features. His expression was cold.
Yuan Shu, however, acted as if she had not noticed the chill in his eyes. The fingertip pressed against his chest exerted slightly more force.
Her fingers drifted slowly along the vigorous contours of his chest beneath the fabric, keenly sensing the sudden tension in the body beneath her touch.
Mo Yi abruptly caught Yuan Shu by the wrist. Her slender, fair wrist looked especially fragile beneath his long, powerful hand.
“Peak Master Mo, that was quite a reaction. Are you… planning to reject me?”
Yuan Shu seemed utterly unafraid of death. The corners of her lips curled upward as she continued her unhurried teasing.
Mo Yi’s fingertips trembled. He said nothing, but neither did he release her hand.
Seeing this, Yuan Shu gave a soft laugh. With her other hand, she suddenly struck, expertly tugging down his belt and slipping her hand into his loosened robes.
By the time Mo Yi realized what was happening, her hand had already followed the taut line of his waist to the small of his back.
Her fingers gently caressed the hollow above his waist, sending waves of strange sensation through him. Mo Yi’s expression changed instantly.
“Yuan Shu!”
He spoke in a low growl, but all he earned was Yuan Shu tilting her head back, her pretty face bright with a teasing smile.
“Peak Master Mo, lower your voice. I’m not deaf. I can hear you perfectly well.”
“You…”
He was just about to say something when the hand at his waist suddenly tightened, viciously pinching the hollow of his lower back.
Pain and that peculiar sensation struck him at once, making Mo Yi shudder violently.
“Peak Master Mo, you’re still so sensitive, aren’t you? Or is it that you’re only sensitive to my touch?”
Yuan Shu leaned close to his chest, tipped her head back, and gazed at him with a radiant smile.
Mo Yi’s grip on Yuan Shu’s wrist tightened slightly.
On his back, that small hand moved slowly upward, brushing—neither lightly nor heavily—over the many acupoints along his spine.
The blood that had always run calm and restrained inexplicably began to boil.
Mo Yi drew in a sharp breath.
He really did react to her touch—and violently so!
This was… an indescribable physical attraction, a powerful pull capable of overriding even the commands of rejection in his mind.
The hand clasping Yuan Shu’s wrist tightened, then loosened, then tightened again. Mo Yi’s breathing gradually changed.
Yuan Shu’s hand had already traveled over his smooth, solid back and returned to his chest.
“Peak Master Mo, you must have the spirit to sacrifice yourself for the greater cause. I’m sure the Earth Demon Sha clan will remember your sacrifice.”
Yuan Shu leaned closer and blew softly against his ear.
She seemed to hear another low moan escaping Mo Yi, forcibly restrained at the edge of his lips.
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow.
He was rather good at enduring it, wasn’t he?
In that case, she wouldn’t hold back any longer!
With a soft hum, Yuan Shu broke free of the hand holding her and suddenly hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him down.
The next instant, she rose onto her toes and kissed his lips directly…
Mo Yi felt as though he had been teased again—teased by this audacious demon woman named Yuan Shu.
She touched him, embraced him, and kissed him.
And yet, every time she did such things to him, she always had a reason he could not refuse.
He froze only for a moment before instinctively trying to pull away, but Yuan Shu had no intention of letting him have his way.
Amid the ambiguous fragrance of pear blossoms, Yuan Shu began without the slightest hesitation.
Just as she had on the day they first met, when she had boldly pried open his lips and conquered him.
But in only a short while, Mo Yi’s resistance had completely forgotten its original purpose.
Yuan Shu narrowed her eyes slightly, never once slowing the movements of her hands.
It was only when her fingertips reached his waist that the man, lost in desire, suddenly froze and grabbed her wrist once more.
Mo Yi drew a ragged breath. The calm detachment in his dark eyes had long since vanished.
All that remained was the unspent desire surging and churning in their depths like a powerful undercurrent.
“Yuan Shu, don’t fool around!”
“Tsk.”
Yuan Shu lowered her gaze and looked at him regretfully. “It seems Peak Master Mo still hasn’t figured it out. Since that’s the case, why did you come looking for me tonight?”
“You should know that getting me to do anything comes with a price!”
Yuan Shu let out a soft laugh and jabbed her fingertip firmly against his chest.
The pain made Mo Yi’s body tense, and the emotion in his eyes turned even more dangerous.
