In the quiet cave, intimate sounds echoed.
Yuan Shu was held tightly in Long Yunhui's arms. With one hand supporting the back of her neck, he tasted her deeply, bit by bit.
A slight cool breeze blew in from the cave entrance, bringing a momentary clarity to Yuan Shu's muddled thoughts.
She turned her head, dodging Long Yunhui's seeking kiss, and reached out to grab his hand.
A faint green mark traced along his wrist, continuously spreading toward his heart.
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow. It really was an aphrodisiac poison, and an extraordinary one at that!
The giant snake must have been a lustful beast that relied on dual cultivation to enhance its strength, which explained the potency of the poison.
It made the poisoned victim unable to distinguish the seasons or the people around them. Their mind would be completely chaotic, plunging them into endless lust.
If left unchecked, the green mark would spread into the heart, leading to only one outcome—death!
And the only way to detoxify it was through dual cultivation!
Yuan Shu turned to look at Long Yunhui.
After their two nights of passion, she had already given him what she owed; they were even.
But Long Yunhui was, after all, her nominal senior martial brother.
If he died just like this, let alone Lu Guichen coming to interrogate her, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself.
After all, not everyone was like that scumbag Dao companion from her previous life, who had cheated on her with her own biological sister.
Long Yunhui's primal Yang had ultimately been given to her; she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.
Not to mention... having another session with a supreme spiritual root to nourish her foundation would only benefit her, with no harm done.
However, she couldn't let Long Yunhui know that she was his Junior Sister Yuan.
Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow and reached into her Acacia Divine Tree space to take out a pill made from muscle-relaxing powder. She grabbed the face that was kissing her neck wildly and stuffed the pill into his mouth.
Watching Long Yunhui's Adam's apple bob as he swallowed it, Yuan Shu's lips curled into a smirk. She grabbed his collar and ripped it open with a swift motion.
Her fair, slender hands gently caressed his chest, wandering over his scalding skin bit by bit, as she watched Long Yunhui's mouth part in arousal.
She suddenly sat up straight, pulled his chin down, and kissed him.
"Mmph."
Long Yunhui's body tensed. His large hands instinctively wrapped around Yuan Shu's waist, lifting her up against him.
...
A faint scent of pear blossoms floated in the air, mixing with the musk of their lovemaking.
When Long Yunhui's consciousness returned, he felt a familiar lethargy in his body. However, his eyes were blindfolded by a hair ribbon, leaving him unable to see anything.
But there was someone on top of him.
Someone... with a familiar pear blossom scent and a familiar touch.
He heard her beautiful voice, like melodious musical notes, guiding him to drift through a vast ocean.
Bobbing up and down, rising and falling.
Almost instantly, Long Yunhui was certain.
It was her!
The Master of the Wanbao Pavilion!
The one he had been yearning for day and night!
Was he dreaming?
But how could a dream be this real?
Real to this extent?
He didn't believe it.
So, he wasn't dreaming?
Had he returned to the Wanbao Pavilion?
That wasn't right either!
He remembered being in the forbidden Death Demon Forest. Not long ago, he had just slain two giant demonic snakes.
But as for what happened next, he couldn't remember.
In truth, the current situation didn't allow him the mental capacity to remember.
His mind had no energy left to think of anything other than the owner of the pear blossom scent!
They were still just as perfectly matched.
No matter where they were right now, he only wanted her.
Only her!
Long Yunhui quickly withdrew his stray thoughts. Just like in the private room of the Wanbao Pavilion, he reached out and tightly embraced the woman in front of him.
...
"Is it you?"
In the brief respite after the storm of their passion, Long Yunhui held the person in his arms tightly and couldn't help but ask.
He didn't dare take off the ribbon over his eyes. He was afraid—afraid that if he took it off, the person in his arms would run away.
Not only would he lose today's encounter, but he would also lose any hope of seeing her again.
Between him and her, things had never been equal.
To her, he was dispensable.
But as for him, he could no longer live without her!
"If not me, who else would you want it to be?"
The soft, delicate voice, carrying the hazy, breathy tone of post-coital satisfaction, made one's heart tremble.
Long Yunhui tightened his arms, caging her in his embrace as he took a deep breath of the pear blossom scent lingering on the woman in his arms.
This alluring pear blossom scent had frequently appeared in his dreams recently.
He couldn't shake it off, couldn't forget it.
"Am I dreaming? Where... where am I? Is this the Wanbao Pavilion? Or..."
"This is the Death Demon Forest. I brought people into the forest to gather herbs and happened to run into you. You were poisoned with an aphrodisiac and on the verge of death."
Yuan Shu reached out, her palm familiarly caressing Long Yunhui's robust pectoral muscles as she slowly interrupted him.
"For the sake of our past connection, I saved you."
It couldn't be Yuan Shu who saved him, so she could only use the identity of the Master of the Wanbao Pavilion as a cover.
The Death Demon Forest was massive. The area guarded by the Fallen Immortal Sect was only a small fraction of it.
Encountering people from other factions, though rare, wasn't impossible.
Especially for a place like the Wanbao Pavilion, a treasure house that collected the world's rare wonders; they would naturally be more determined to seek out the rare items within the Death Demon Forest.
Running into the Master of the Wanbao Pavilion here seemed quite plausible.
Long Yunhui looked surprised, but he quickly reined in his expression, clearly accepting this explanation.
He even felt that this was a fate arranged by the heavens, allowing him to meet her here.
Allowing him to feel her warmth once again.
He was deeply grateful and had no intention of doubting her at all!
Thinking of this, Long Yunhui turned his head and kissed Yuan Shu's cheek.
"Thank you for saving me."
"Mhm."
Yuan Shu responded lazily.
If it hadn't been for his good figure, handsome looks, and decent strength, whether she would have saved him was another story entirely.
After all, she was quite fond of Long Yunhui's young, vigorous body.
At this thought, Yuan Shu raised an eyebrow, her hand already slowly trailing down his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Long Yunhui's breathing gradually changed, suppressed and enduring, yet he didn't say a word, allowing Yuan Shu to tease him.
It wasn't until she had teased him enough and withdrawn her hand.
He let out a low pant, flipping over to pin her beneath him.
...
"Can... can I get to know you? I want to see you!"
He spoke with a hoarse voice, holding Yuan Shu in a death grip.
Because, just a moment ago, Yuan Shu had said she was leaving and wanted to bid him farewell just like that.
Having sweat like rain the entire day, Long Yunhui couldn't bear to let her go.
He wanted to make her stay, but he didn't know what kind of status he could use to keep her.
In his desperation, he could only make such a request.
Yuan Shu fell silent, and then she heard Long Yunhui's somewhat panicked voice.
"You know my identity. I am a core disciple of the Qingyun Peak of the Fallen Immortal Sect. My cultivation talent is very high; I have a supreme mutated lightning spiritual root. I will definitely achieve great things in the future."
"I know I'm not worthy of you, but I like you so much. Please, please let me see you, can you?"
His tone was humble. The lips that nuzzled against Yuan Shu's ear trembled slightly as he lightly bit the rim of her ear.
Yet, the arms embracing Yuan Shu didn't dare to loosen even the slightest bit, terrified that if he let go, he would never see her again!
