"...My head's a little dizzy."
Pei Yuhang opened his eyes in a daze, greeted by a ceiling that was both strange and familiar.
'This... this isn't Liyuan's and my room. It's Senior Sister's chambers?!'
Pei Yuhang snapped back to his senses, the last traces of grogginess vanishing in an instant.
He felt the silky smooth, warm skin of the person in his arms, and his breath hitched.
'The person in my arms... it's not Liyuan!'
'It's not even one of those wicked won like Shang Miaoyan or Ji Xichan!'
His expression was complicated as he gingerly lifted the blanket covering them. As the light from a Light Stone shone in, a head of beautiful, jet-black hair ca into view.
"Mm~ Is it morning already?"
A cool, yet velvety, mature voice spoke up.
Lu Ruoxi lifted her head, her eyes eting Pei Yuhang's.
Pei Yuhang had expected his senior sister to look shocked, wary, or even disgusted.
But her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes were unexpectedly calm, as if the two of them had shared a bed countless tis before.
"Junior Brother Pei, you're awake quite early. The sun has only just set. You should take advantage of the ti you have, bathe, and head back. Don't keep Junior Sister Ye waiting."
Lu Ruoxi slowly sat up. The blanket slid smoothly down her delicate, milky-white skin, revealing the magnificent sight of a fairy's cleavage beneath.
But even when completely exposed before Pei Yuhang, her face showed no trace of sha or anger. Instead, she was utterly composed as she draped a light, cyan-colored gauze robe over herself right in front of him, then sat at her vanity to comb her long, silken tresses.
Pei Yuhang was silent for a mont before speaking. "Senior Sister... I can't rember the details clearly. Why... why did we..."
"Why did we what?"
"Did we do sothing to betray Junior Sister Ye?"
A mischievous smile played on Lu Ruoxi's lips. She got up, walked over to Pei Yuhang, and took out a handkerchief to wipe a lipstick mark from his delicate collarbone.
"Junior Brother, as long as Junior Sister Ye doesn't find out, it'll be fine. You don't need to bla yourself too much."
"For life with a Dao Companion to go smoothly, it's sotis necessary to play dumb... As for this ti, it was actually your senior sister who made a mistake. You'll forgive , won't you?"
Lu Ruoxi leaned down and gave Pei Yuhang a light, fleeting kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water's surface.
Then she blew softly into his ear and whispered, "I need to cultivate an Alchemy Secret Technique for the next two days. Can you co help again, Junior Brother?"
...
...
"Ah Han, you're finally back! Weren't you seeing Yueqiu off to the Secret Realm today? Why are you only returning now that it's evening?"
Ye Liyuan was overjoyed to see her Dao Companion return. She hurried forward, wanting to help Pei Yuhang change his clothes.
"...N-No, it's fine, Liyuan. I can do it myself."
Seeing Pei Yuhang instinctively dodge her outstretched hand, Ye Liyuan pouted her rosy lips in dissatisfaction.
"What's wrong? Did you go philandering with so other fairy behind my back? Why are you avoiding ?"
"Stop resisting, let have a look~!"
"..."
Resigned, Pei Yuhang spread his hands, allowing Ye Liyuan to co forward and help him change his outer robe.
As she worked, Ye Liyuan pulled open Pei Yuhang's collar. Finding no suspicious hickeys on Ah Han's body, she teased, "Ah Han, you don't have any hickeys or the scent of another fairy on you. Why were you avoiding ?"
"Liyuan, what are you talking about... How could I ever do anything to betray you? What's this about hickeys and scents?"
Pei Yuhang's eyes were downcast as he forced himself to play along with his Dao Companion's jest.
Of course, Ye Liyuan would never know that he had washed himself at Senior Sister Lu's place, making sure to leave no traces before coming back.
'This ti... I've lied to my Dao Companion again.'
'And I'm getting better at it. I don't even feel that much of a psychological burden anymore.'
This gave Pei Yuhang the feeling that he was consciously sinking into depravity.
'Why... why have I beco like this?'
Pei Yuhang recalled waking up with his senior sister in his arms, and a headache blood in his temples.
He rembered catching up to Senior Sister Lu to explain sothing... but why did the explanation end up in her bed?
Frustrated and confused, Pei Yuhang vaguely sensed that sothing was amiss. But the effects of so Secret Technique made him overlook it.
'Forget it. My relationship with Senior Sister was already a ss... If it's even ssier now, so be it.'
Pei Yuhang didn't want to think about it anymore. He looked up at the bright moon hanging outside his window, his thoughts turning to a certain silver-haired girl.
"I wonder how Yueqiu is doing now... I hope everything goes smoothly for her."
...
...
「In the Kunlun Mountain Secret Realm.」
Qing Yueqiu's eyes were crimson. Her Glazed Sword was suffused with a surging Killing Montum, and the Sword Qi it released took on the appearance of a blood-red moon.
SCHLICK!!
A ten-ter-tall, translucent, headless giant was sliced in half at the waist by a crimson Moon Wheel. Its mighty body teetered before crashing to the ground in defeat.
'So... so strong!'
Pei Xiaohan watched the silver-haired girl heroically sheathe her Spirit Sword, her little face flushed with admiration.
'This Asura Race Undead still had the power to threaten a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, even after being corroded by several thousand years. Yet Qing Yueqiu killed it with a single strike. Even with my Magical Treasures, I doubt I could end the fight within a few breaths,' Pei Xiaohan thought to herself.
"Qing Yueqiu, I feel like your Sword Dao is even stronger than the Sword Cultivators from the Dragon Roar Sword Sect. Logically speaking, your Xuanyuan Dao Sect should specialize in Magic. You're not supposed to have any powerful Sword Dao legacies."
Qing Yueqiu's expression was indifferent, but she couldn't hide the pride in her voice.
"My sword skills are inherited from the Cold Palace Sword Mansion of the Dao Sect. My master is revered in the Cultivation Realm as the Cold Sun Sword Immortal, a title even the Sword Sects acknowledge.
"My master, Pei Yuhang, is the first Sword Immortal from an Outer Sect to be acknowledged by the Sword Sects!"
"The Cold Sun Sword Immortal? Pei Yuhang?"
Pei Xiaohan was a little surprised. Qing Yueqiu's master actually shared her surna.
"What, you've never heard of him?"
Seeing Pei Xiaohan repeat the na, Qing Yueqiu's cool face showed a hint of displeasure, as if blaming her for her ignorance.
"Yueqiu, I really don't know... But that's definitely not because your master isn't famous. It's just that our Jade Pool Sacred Land has always been a world of its own. We rarely have contact with the outside world, so we're a bit cut off from news."
Pei Xiaohan explained this specifically because she saw that Qing Yueqiu was a little unhappy.
"Is that so."
Qing Yueqiu nodded, accepting this explanation for the woman's lack of knowledge.
She looked toward the light at the far end of the darkness and said softly,
"We're about to enter the inner city. Once we're inside, let's part ways. Any opportunities we find in the Asura Imperial City will depend on our own abilities."
Pei Xiaohan felt a little sad that this dashing, silver-haired girl she had t by chance was about to leave. Although their first eting had gotten off to a rough start, through their subsequent interactions, Pei Xiaohan had co to realize that Qing Yueqiu was a very straightforward person. She liked making friends with people like that.
"Yueqiu, can we still contact each other after we leave the Secret Realm?"
Qing Yueqiu didn't answer. Her body flickered, and she vanished into the shadows on the spot.
Seeing her leave alone without so much as a final goodbye, Pei Xiaohan stomped her feet in frustration.
"Fine... When I have ti later, I'll go with my master to that... Cold Palace Sword Mansion to find you. The Jade Pool Sacred Land happens to be in discussions with the Dao Sect about so matters recently.
"I'll show you my Saintess master then. She's definitely more powerful than your master!"
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