Yuan Shu loosened her grip beneath Liye’s chin and lifted her head.
That was when she realized that Liye… had fainted!
Yuan Shu froze for a moment, and the hand gripping his chin shifted slightly.
Liye’s head lolled to the side with it.
Yuan Shu: “…”
She had heard before that some people didn’t know how to kiss, and that during a kiss, they might actually kiss themselves unconscious.
But this was the first time she had truly managed to kiss someone into a faint.
Wasn’t Liye a little too… “innocent”?
Just how inexperienced did he have to be to knock himself unconscious while controlling only his spiritual soul in an illusion?
Yuan Shu found herself at a loss for words.
At the same time, the Hehuan Divine Tree’s mocking laughter rang out in her mind.
“Hahahaha! Hahahaha! I’m dying! Shushu, how long has it been since you kissed a newcomer? You actually kissed him unconscious! Hahahaha…”
The corner of Yuan Shu’s mouth twitched. She blurted out, “Do you believe I can kiss him awake again?”
“Pfft…” The Hehuan Divine Tree spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy. “Cough, cough cough… Shushu, you don’t have to go that far, do you?”
“Hmph!” Yuan Shu snorted coldly. “He’s using an illusory body, so once he passed out, he stopped feeling anything.”
“Don’t you know this is my real body? When I was teasing him just now, I was teasing myself too. I’m the one suffering here!”
“How can I let him get off so easily?”
Grinding her teeth, Yuan Shu tightened her grip slightly and propped Liye’s head upright.
“Isn’t the spiritual sense the most sensitive to sensations? Maybe if I kiss him a little more, he’ll wake up!”
With that, under the Hehuan Divine Tree’s astonished gaze, Yuan Shu leaned in and kissed him again.
…
Liye woke up soon afterward.
As Yuan Shu had said, spiritual sense was the most sensitive to sensations. Moreover, her kiss carried a trace of her spiritual power.
The instant it stimulated him, Liye woke up.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the intoxicating fragrance of pear blossoms, followed by a raging storm between his lips that showed no sign of stopping.
Liye was dazed for a moment. Then, when he saw Yuan Shu’s delicate face so close to his own, his eyes widened abruptly.
She was still kissing him?
How could she possibly… Mmph.
Just as a thought began to form, a hand suddenly slid onto his waist.
Liye’s eyes widened again.
She, she, she…
Yuan Shu’s lowered lashes trembled slightly.
She knew Liye had awakened. That was why the kiss, which had been somewhat gentle just moments ago, had now become fierce and urgent.
Well, even in an illusion, a naturally seductive physique couldn’t stand being slighted.
Didn’t Liye hate her?
Then today, she would have him and see how he could continue hating her afterward.
At the thought, Yuan Shu’s intentions grew even more malicious.
Liye felt like a dying fish, his body completely at someone else’s mercy, his lips and teeth under her control.
He no longer had the slightest strength to resist.
And yet, the sensation was so extraordinary—something he had never experienced before.
He… he wanted…
…
Yuan Shu’s kiss came to an abrupt end. She lifted her head, and before her was Liye, breathing slightly heavily, his eyes wide with disbelief.
For a moment, the air fell silent—terrifyingly silent.
A strange aura mingled with the ambiguous power of the Hehuan.
Yuan Shu lowered her gaze to her own hand.
Liye had also regained a little strength, and his eyes followed hers downward.
His face instantly flushed a deep liver-red.
“Hiss.”
Yuan Shu frowned, took a handkerchief from the Divine Tree’s space, and wiped herself clean.
Then she tossed it aside.
Lowering her eyes, she looked at Liye with a complicated expression.
Although this was only an illusion, the spiritual sense belonged to Liye himself. To a large extent, it had also replicated his body.
That had been… a little faster than Yuan Shu expected.
Liye pressed his lips tightly together, his face burning red as he glared back at Yuan Shu.
Apparently, only by staring at her like that could he maintain some semblance of dignity.
He had never been intimate with a woman before, but he knew that such things were not supposed to end so quickly.
And he had just…
Liye could hardly believe it. Why had he been so… fast?
He was clearly the most talented cultivator in the demon clan.
How could this have happened?
But the facts were right before him, leaving him no room to deny them.
Yuan Shu had already risen and was simply looking at him.
She hadn’t even taken off a single piece of clothing, while he had only been hurriedly stripped halfway.
And then it was over.
Shame, anger, and unease surged into Liye’s heart all at once. His hands clenched tightly around the edge of the bed.
The room fell silent for a long while.
Yuan Shu raised a hand to touch her chin, then glanced at his waist, looking rather regretful.
She casually gathered his loosened robes together. “Get up.”
“After all, everyone is different. Not everyone is like Li Xie…” She stopped herself and waved dismissively. “Forget it. You’re only an illusion. After today, we probably won’t meet again anyway.”
Yuan Shu waved her hand casually, irritation written across her brows. She tugged at her own collar and walked over to the table nearby.
She poured herself several cups of cold tea and gulped them down.
Liye turned his head. It was obvious that he could see the intense dissatisfaction and unfulfilled desire in Yuan Shu’s expression.
Liye: “…”
So his elder brother really was that formidable in such matters?
How long could he last?
Could he make Yuan Shu think of him endlessly?
And how had Liye himself ended so easily…?
Liye slowly clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually reddened.
He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.
But Yuan Shu, who was some distance away, paid him no further attention. She rose first and walked toward a corner of the sleeping chamber, then summoned a long, crimson whip.
After confirming the location where the illusion could be broken, Yuan Shu abruptly raised the whip and lashed it viciously against the wall opposite her.
The red gauze curtains snapped apart with a sharp crack. Then the wall began to shatter, twisting into flickering light and shadows.
“It’s still not enough!”
Yuan Shu frowned, raised her hand, and struck again.
The light and shadows shattered completely.
The red sleeping chamber vanished in an instant, dissolving into nothingness.
In the next moment, Yuan Shu’s feet were once again standing in the familiar passageways of the underground palace.
The greatest taboo when constructing an illusion was emotional fluctuation, as it could weaken the illusion’s power.
After what had happened, Liye’s emotions had been thrown into such turmoil that the power sustaining the illusion had weakened substantially.
Yuan Shu had been unable to break the illusion before, but now, two lashes had been enough to destroy it.
That had saved her a great deal of effort.
It was just that the heat in her body…
It was unbearably uncomfortable!
Had she punished Liye, or had she punished herself?
Still, Yuan Shu hadn’t missed the ugly expression on Liye’s face as she left the illusion.
Well, that counted as punishing him too!
Yuan Shu grinned.
…
Deep within the underground palace’s cavern, Liye’s spiritual sense returned to his body. His handsome face changed dramatically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood stained the stone platform before him, then slowly dripped onto the ground through the cracks.
Liye’s eyes widened. He couldn’t help raising a hand to cover his groin.
Had Yuan Shu… rejected him?
That damned woman! She had actually looked down on him?
Liye was so furious that his eyes turned bloodshot. But then he thought of something, and his body suddenly trembled.
Why had he been so fast?
No, that hadn’t been him!
It had to be because of the illusion. It had only been an illusion he had created. That definitely hadn’t been the real him!
Liye gritted his teeth and repeated those words to himself again and again.
It was all that woman Yuan Shu’s fault. She, she was simply too skilled.
So skilled that he hadn’t been able to hold himself back…
