Pei Yuhang simply couldn't tolerate it anymore. Shang Miaoyan was relentlessly making moves on him under the table, right in front of his Dao Companion. So, halfway through the al, he excused himself, claiming he had matters to attend to, and left the room.
After Shang Miaoyan saw Pei Yuhang leave, her beautiful eyes glinted.
She casually picked up a cluster of crystalline Spirit Fruits, slowly placing them into her red lips one by one, chewing and savoring them.
When she felt enough ti had passed, she suddenly stood up and said apologetically to Ye Liyuan:
"My apologies, Liyuan. I have so minor Sect affairs to deal with, so I must leave for a bit."
Ye Liyuan nodded. "Go on, Sister Miaoyan."
After watching Shang Miaoyan leave with her long strides, she turned back to the room, now empty except for herself, and suddenly felt a hollowness in her heart.
'Ah Han and Sister Miaoyan are both so busy, always having all sorts of things to handle...'
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...
Pei Yuhang cupped the water from the creek ford by lting ice and snow and vigorously scrubbed his face.
As he felt the icy, wet coolness seep into every pore, the agitation stirred within his heart began to subside.
He lowered his head, silently gazing at his reflection in the creek. Though Pei Yuhang wasn't narcissistic, even he sotis marveled at how his face was truly a masterpiece from the heavens.
It wasn't just the perfect bone structure and features, but also an ineffable charm...
'Unfortunately, a handso face can be a curse.'
Sotis, Pei Yuhang would wonder. 'If I didn't have such a striking appearance, what would have beco of ?'
'I probably wouldn't have been tricked and abducted into the Yin Yang Sacred Land. Then, naturally, the path of cultivation that followed would never have existed. After all, in a Mortal Dynasty, very few commoners besides the Royal Family ever co into contact with Cultivators.'
'I probably would have followed the expected path, becoming a Grand Scholar or an official. I would have married Lin Qianyan, moved to the Capital City, and then had children and grown old.'
'Lin Qianyan... my fiancée from the Mortal World back then...'
Pei Yuhang tried to recall her appearance, but it was hazy. His mind was a blank slate. He couldn't even rember what her voice sounded like.
He couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. 'It seems nothing can escape the erosion of ti. Have I completely forgotten her...? No, that's not right. I must have actively chosen to forget her.'
'Qianqian's spirit in heaven would surely want to look forward.'
"I won't let Qianqian's tragedy happen again. I will protect Liyuan, no matter the cost."
Pei Yuhang's gaze grew determined again. He turned to look behind him.
There, a smile played on Shang Miaoyan's lips as she approached, her waist swaying with the graceful, supple movents of a water snake. She was like the embodint of desire; her every glance and smile was an invitation to sin.
"Xiaohan, I didn't mishear, did I? It seems you ntioned that woman's na."
'That woman... A re mortal, yet she was the one who gave Shang Miaoyan her first taste of defeat in her youth.'
'To think that in Pei Yuhang's eyes, her own charms couldn't compare to those of an ordinary woman!'
'How could Shang Miaoyan ever forget such a deeply etched humiliation? Even now, she hadn't let it go.'
'But it doesn't matter now. I probably just misheard. She's gone anyway. I'm the only one who can still be by Xiaohan's side.'
Shang Miaoyan pressed her body against him, trying to steal a kiss.
But Pei Yuhang covered her mouth and roughly pushed her aside.
"Shang Miaoyan, you ca looking for because you have sothing to say, right? Liyuan isn't here now, so just say what you need to say. Don't waste ti."
Shang Miaoyan looked at her reddened shoulder and said with a sense of grievance, "You hurt , and now you want to talk... No! You have to at least give a kiss."
Pei Yuhang turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation.
Shang Miaoyan hurried forward and grabbed him. "Xiaohan, why are you so short-tempered? Can't you even take a joke?"
"Fine, I'll talk."
"You must be careful of your Senior Sister, Lu Ruoxi—"
ZING!!
A piercing sword hum rang out by her ear. A branch from the tree next to Shang Miaoyan suddenly fell, its cut surface perfectly smooth, without a single rough edge or burr.
Pei Yuhang shook off Shang Miaoyan's hand, his voice laced with disappointnt.
"It seems I shouldn't have expected anything useful to co from the mouth of a Witch like you. To this day, you not only toy with and deceive my Dao Companion, but you also want to sow discord between and my Senior Sister."
"Do you think I'll fall for such a trick again? You used the sa despicable thods to deceive back then. You repeatedly claid that Qianqian had remarried, trying to make sever my ties to the Mortal World so that I would have no one but you to rely on!"
"But the truth is, all those years, Qianqian was waiting for !"
"I will never trust you again, Shang Miaoyan."
Shang Miaoyan froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
A cold gust of wind blew past, causing her thinly clad body to tremble.
'Xiaohan said... he'll never trust again. No, this can't happen! I can't lose Xiaohan's trust!'
"The only one you can trust is ! I'm the only one who loves every part of you wholeheartedly! All those other won are just vixens who lust after your handso face!"
"You can't trust Lu Ruoxi! Her feelings for you are not pure!"
Shang Miaoyan chased after him again. However, watching her anxious expression, Pei Yuhang just nodded calmly.
"I know."
Shang Miaoyan's mouth opened and closed. She was speechless.
"You know? Then why do you still associate with that woman..."
"While my Senior Sister's feelings for may have gone beyond the scope of a relationship between a senior sister and junior brother, she is still far better than you. No matter what, she would never harm Liyuan."
"But you, Shang Miaoyan... because of what happened with Qianqian, I can't trust that you won't harm Liyuan. That is why I will never trust you."
Shang Miaoyan flew into a rage out of sha. She knew she had hidden the truth from Pei Yuhang when Lishui Village was destroyed by war. Lin Qianyan and Pei Yuhang's other old acquaintances had likely all died in the fires of battle. This was a stain she could never wash away, no matter how much she explained.
Her breathing ragged, she grabbed the front of Pei Yuhang's robes and hissed, "So what if you don't trust ? You can't get rid of !"
"So what if you love Liyuan? So what if you don't trust ? No one can replace the pleasure I give you!"
Shang Miaoyan secretly activated the Demon-Planting Mark. She was going to make Pei Yuhang physically experience how, in the face of such extre, primal pleasure, so-called trust and love were pale and powerless!
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Yu Xiaoyan walked along a small, white stone path through the snow, her mischievous eyes carefully scanning the bushes on both sides.
Due to the rich Cold Attribute Spiritual Energy within the Cold Palace Sword Mansion, a delicious fruit called the "Ice Crystal Fruit" grew there.
Although it had no mystical properties, as a little snack to satisfy cravings and quench thirst, it was a favorite of Yu Xiaoyan's.
Most importantly, Pei Yuhang loved to eat them too!
'I'll gather so more and bring them to Master later~'
The thought of her Master's praise filled Yu Xiaoyan with motivation, and she dove into the snowy thickets to search.
She soon spotted a small, crystal-clear fruit that looked like a peeled lychee. However, the surface of the Ice Crystal Fruit was too smooth, and she failed to get a firm grip, letting it slip through her fingers.
Yu Xiaoyan watched with disappointnt as the Ice Crystal Fruit she had finally found rolled all the way down the cliff.
Just as she was about to look away and get up to continue her search, her pupils contracted at the sight of a man and woman amidst the white snow below, their clothes stripped away.
'The man was her Master... but the woman wasn't the Master's wife.'
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