Qing Yueqiu had been feeling strange recently. Her master clearly wasn't in seclusion, yet she hadn't seen a trace of him for many days.
'What on earth happened to Master?'
As she mulled it over, the hand swinging her sword slowed, and her once-beautiful Sword Skill gradually lost its form.
HUMMM—
Luminous trembled lightly, as if reminding its master to steady her mind.
But Qing Yueqiu still couldn't concentrate. She stopped her sword practice, sheathed the blade, and placed her free hand over her anxiously beating heart.
For so reason, her heart had felt heavy these past few days, and she couldn't shake the feeling that sothing bad had happened.
This ominous premonition had been haunting her ever since that woman, Ji Xichan, moved into the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.
Qing Yueqiu looked back in the direction of Ji Xichan's residence, her lovely crimson eyes narrowing.
A few days ago, she had slapped her.
Given Ji Xichan's personality, she definitely wouldn't let it go. Qing Yueqiu had prepared herself for another fight with that woman.
But several days passed, and there was no movent from Ji Xichan.
Qing Yueqiu refused to believe Ji Xichan was such a forgiving woman. That arrogant bitch would certainly find a way to return the slap...
Even if the slap didn't land on her own face, Ji Xichan would definitely target sothing else she cherished.
'Could it be Master?'
Qing Yueqiu shook her head with a soft laugh, thinking the idea was naive and ridiculous.
On their journey to Tree Sea Dragon Island with her master, she had witnessed just how terrifying his power was as a renowned Sword Immortal. The aura of the Dragon Corpse was ancient, sacred, and bizarre, yet it was no match for a single blow from her master.
Although Ji Xichan was a Demon Level genius, she was still too green to plot against her master. It was simply impossible!
'But if Ji Xichan can't deal with Master, and she hasn't made a move against yet... dammit, what evil sche is that man-stealing cat plotting?'
Qing Yueqiu was growing irritated. She wasn't one for scheming and had no interest in it. Rather than wait for Ji Xichan's hidden arrow to strike, she'd rather go and demand answers herself.
The silver-haired girl strode toward Ji Xichan's residence. Whether by coincidence or not, the main door was pushed open just as she approached.
Ji Xichan, whom she hadn't seen for days, walked out. She wore a form-fitting, ink-colored qipao. Her once straight, long hair was now slightly curled and held in place by a jade pin, styled in a way that gave her the air of a mature woman.
At this mont, Ji Xichan's complexion was rosy and her beautiful eyes sparkled. She possessed both a mature fullness and a girlish innocence—an indescribably captivating combination. For a mont, Qing Yueqiu didn't even recognize her.
The silver-haired girl swallowed. 'Did Ji Xichan's Cultivation increase again? Or did she consu so kind of heavenly treasure...? Otherwise, how could her aura have changed so drastically!'
Ji Xichan looked at the stunned Qing Yueqiu, the corners of her mouth curling into a cryptic smile.
"Qing Yueqiu, what are you doing here looking for ? Don't tell you want to spar again~ This big sis has an appointnt, you know. I have no interest in playing house-fight with a little girl like you."
Ji Xichan emphasized the words "little girl," making Qing Yueqiu feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
She said coldly, "Ji Xichan, I slapped you a few days ago."
"Don't you have anything to say to ?"
Hearing this, Ji Xichan shook her head lightly.
"No. I no longer care about such trivial matters."
After speaking, she looked Qing Yueqiu up and down, her clear, moist eyes narrowing.
Even with her arrogance, she had to admit that this silver-haired girl—who did nothing but foolishly practice her sword all day, oblivious to the world—had been raised well by Pei Yuhang. Her wonderful curves made even Ji Xichan a little jealous.
But, it didn't matter anymore.
No matter how beautiful a scabbard Qing Yueqiu was, she would never receive the "sword" she desired.
'It seems Chen Tiansheng was right. Focusing only on sword practice will just blind you with the short blade in your hand. You really need to pay more attention to the outside world.'
'Otherwise, you end up like this Qing Yueqiu. Her most cherished master has been repeatedly stolen by the woman right beside him, and she's still completely in the dark. How pitiful.'
'In a way, she's even more pitiful than Ye Liyuan, even though Fairy Ye has unknowingly been made to wear many little red hats.'
'But at least Ye Liyuan got Pei Yuhang's true heart, while this little girl, Qing Yueqiu, will get nothing.'
At this thought, Ji Xichan scoffed. She descended the steps with her long, fair legs and whispered as she passed Qing Yueqiu:
"Qing Yueqiu, I really don't care about that slap anymore."
"After all, no woman gets angry at a little girl~"
'Besides, what I've gained is far, far greater than any advantage you got from a hundred slaps~!'
'You slapped my face, but I took everything you cherish!'
...
...
After finding Yu Gu Nan, Ji Xichan used causal calculations, paying a great price to rewind ti three tis, and finally figured out the right way to handle Pei Yuhang.
He was a man who responded to kindness, not coercion.
Ordinary threats wouldn't make this man bow his head.
But if you could use his sense of responsibility to morally blackmail him, the success rate was terrifyingly high.
After all, Yu Gu Nan had used the Evil Fire Poison to tie Pei Yuhang to her side back then, and she had been happy for so long.
After extracting this crucial piece of information, Ji Xichan's thinking was greatly inspired.
And so she orchestrated a drama where Pei Yuhang would unknowingly take her virginity.
Of course, simply giving her body to him wasn't a heavy enough bargaining chip. In fact, she might have even gotten the better end of the deal, since she was the active party and Sword Immortal Pei, who was secretly taken, was the victim...
Therefore, Ji Xichan's other tactic was to have Yu Gu Nan cooperate with her to put on a show—a show that would make Sword Immortal Pei willingly beco her slave!
CREAK—
The door was pushed open. Pei Yuhang, dressed in white, didn't need to turn around to know which woman was approaching him.
He closed his eyes and said nothing, letting Ji Xichan toy with his clothes like a silent statue.
"Sword Immortal Pei, be a little more enthusiastic. We're so compatible~ I doubt Sister Yu or Fairy Ye can satisfy you as much as I can. After all, I'm a woman with stamina."
Ji Xichan stood behind Pei Yuhang, wrapping her arms around his neck and blowing against his ear with her glistening pink lips.
Pei Yuhang's sowhat dry lips trembled, and he finally spoke slowly:
"I never should have agreed to Fellow Daoist Chen's request and allowed an ambitious wolf like you into my ho... No, the fundantal mistake was that I misjudged you back then."
"I saved you, only to suffer the consequences, like the farr and the snake."
Hearing this, Ji Xichan's fingertips, which had been teasing the Little Sword Immortal, trembled.
"You... regret saving ?"
Ji Xichan's voice was hoarse. She knew full well that Pei Yuhang, who now despised her, would give a heartbreaking answer, but she still asked subconsciously.
Pei Yuhang opened his eyes. His face showed neither joy nor sorrow, only cold indifference.
"Of course, I regret it. Not only are you consud by lust with an impure Dao Heart, but your mind is so venomous that you'd threaten with Gu Nan's life."
"You had better hope I never find a way to break the Unity Lock Life Curse between you and Gu Nan. Otherwise, even if it ans facing the Sect's punishnt, I will kill you!"
Ji Xichan was silent for a mont, then she suddenly rose and pushed Sword Immortal Pei down onto the bed.
As she tore his clothes, watching them rip apart like white petals, a violent sense of satisfaction rose in Ji Xichan's heart.
"That's right, Pei Yuhang! The next ti you go out to be a hero, you'd better put away your pity! Stop being the white moonlight for all those girls."
"We won't be content with just a chance eting. I'm going to drag you down from the heavens and stain your white robes with the stench of debauchery!"
Ji Xichan said, tilting up Pei Yuhang's chin.
"Now, I'm going to thoroughly humiliate you, you hateful, self-righteous Sword Immortal!"
"Now, kiss little Xichan with a heart full of gratitude~ Or else I'll die together with your precious disciple!"
Pei Yuhang snorted coldly, knocking away the fingers Ji Xichan had placed on his chin.
Despite his tough act, he still lowered his head.
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