Chapter 37: The Destined-to-be-Abandoned Good-for-Nothing (17)p1
The overflowing spiritual energy in the spiritual spring was instantly absorbed by the woman in red. Her hand, which had conjured the red threads, now only needed a slight pull, and those threads, dancing in the air, instantly bound the cold and aloof figure.
The threads of affection tightened, constricting Su Mingxiu herself.
Her slender neck was wrapped in layers of red threads. Even though cultivators had good breath-holding abilities, her blood vessels were also being squeezed by the threads, her face gradually turning red from the lack of oxygen.
The kiss finally ended.
Su Mingxiu was awakened by the pain, finally realizing that everything in front of her wasn’t an illusion. She placed one hand on the person beneath her, her eyes downcast, as if the boundless night had become gentle.
A faint silver light connected them.
Gui Mian looked at Su Mingxiu intently. Pulling on the red threads controlling her neck, she forced Su Mingxiu’s head to turn. Only then did she hear the person beneath her ask in a hoarse voice, “Does Master recognize who she just kissed?”
Su Mingxiu raised her hand to touch the red mark on her neck. As soon as her fingertip touched it, a faint metallic scent emanated. She raised an eyebrow. Her cultivation had returned to the Great Ascension stage, and her body was incredibly resilient, beyond the reach of ordinary people—
Yet Gui Mian could easily injure her. This little disciple of hers had indeed grown much stronger.
Seeing the thin line of blood on her finger, Gui Mian said with a flat expression, “Thanks to Master’s auspicious words, I now possess the sharpest, unbreakable sword in the world.”
A sword forged from the seven emotions and six desires, capable of cutting through anything.
Hurting others, and hurting herself even more.
Su Mingxiu lowered her eyes and smiled faintly. “Very good.”
Just then, she saw that familiar line appear before her eyes: “Mission complete! Time remaining before extraction from this world: 90 days!”
Gui Mian’s return marked the completion of another mission for her, the whetstone.
But this time, Su Mingxiu wasn’t as calm as before, waiting for the day of her departure. Instead, she stared at that line, thinking nonchalantly.
This wouldn’t do.
Ninety days was too short.
Feeling Su Mingxiu’s initial passion fade away, as if she had finally recognized who she had kissed, Gui Mian felt a sharp pain in her chest.
When she was watching through the Sky-Observing Mirror, she had noticed that Su Mingxiu’s cultivation had a problem.
She often stared blankly at empty spaces, a gentle expression on her face, as if she was looking at someone.
This was a sign of a heart demon forming during cultivation.
It was obvious that the person her master saw in her heart demon wasn’t her.
Thinking of this, Gui Mian subconsciously wiped away the traces on her lips, pushed Su Mingxiu off her, and stood up in the empty spring, which no longer had any spiritual mist. Looking at the surrounding lotuses, her heart ached, but her voice was exceptionally cold: “The 400,000-strong army of the Demon Realm is about to arrive at the gates of the Sword Sect.”
“I’m in need of a human pet. If Master is willing to trade your freedom for the lives of everyone in the Sword Sect, I can have the Demon Realm spare this place.”
Su Mingxiu’s attention was drawn back by her words. Hearing the term “human pet,” her eyebrows rose even higher.
Thinking about the Demon Realm, she was worried that her disciple had been corrupted by those demons and learned bad habits.
But seeing Gui Mian’s current attitude, she knew that her advice wouldn’t be heeded. So Su Mingxiu easily changed her tone: “I agree, as long as you stay by my side.”
“Uh…!” Gui Mian’s pupils constricted. She quickly tugged on the red thread in her hand. “Master, please calm down and see clearly who you’re making a promise to.”
Hearing her words, Su Mingxiu quickly noticed something. “You think I’m mistaking you for someone else?”
“Aren’t you?”
The person in red looked towards the Untainted Abode, her gaze fixed on the extra room. “Isn’t the person Master loves… in that room?”
Thinking about how Su Mingxiu had disliked the room she had stayed in and had even prepared a new room for that body, Gui Mian felt the urge to set Mount Lingyu on fire again.
The system, which had been observing their progress, suddenly interjected, as if anticipating Su Mingxiu’s answer:
[No OOC behavior!]
[Think carefully! If you deny it, you’ll be violating your core character setting and might accumulate a lot of OOC points! You’ve already completed the mission in this world. Even if you become mute from now on, you only need to endure it for ninety days.]
Su Mingxiu: “You make a good point.”
But she didn’t want to listen.
She looked around, seeing that the lotuses, having lost the water from the spiritual spring, now seemed to be growing out of thin air. But a faint mist still obscured the lower half of their stems and leaves, as if they were too proud to reveal their less beautiful parts.
“Since you know my life so well, you must also know what kind of spiritual plant this is?”
Without waiting for her little disciple’s answer, Su Mingxiu stretched out her arm and plucked the nearest lotus. Just as Gui Mian was about to snatch it away, she quickly tore off a petal and put it in her mouth.
Then, under Gui Mian’s stunned gaze, she pulled the other party’s neck towards her, their lips meeting once again.
The fragrance of the lotus petal quickly melted between their lips and teeth—
Gui Mian saw an image.
It was the scene of her being bullied by her senior brothers on the Platform of Enlightenment. Back then, she didn’t understand what humiliation was. She was simply cornered, stubbornly holding an ordinary sword, trying to fight back.
“Whose disciple is this foolish child?”
Su Mingxiu’s eyelashes fluttered. Even though they were so close that Gui Mian couldn’t see her expression clearly, she could hear the amusement in her voice. “Oh, it’s mine.”
The decades in the Demon Realm had been long, long enough for Gui Mian to replay those memories over and over again. The stronger a cultivator was, the better their memory. By the end, she could even vividly recall the talisman patterns on Su Mingxiu’s robes.
Gui Mian had always thought that her master had just happened to appear on the Platform of Enlightenment that day.
…But she had been watching her from the shadows for so long?
No.
Fox Nine had said that the Lover’s Lotus recorded the seven emotions and six desires, and only love could make it bloom. These lotuses covering the entire mountain should belong to Su Mingxiu’s beloved.
But why?
She felt a crack appear in her usually hard and cold heart, letting in a gentle breeze.
Gui Mian immediately reminded herself that perhaps Mount Lingyu was simply too vast, and during the time when Su Mingxiu couldn’t truly revive her beloved, she might have felt some pity for her disciple.
So it was normal for the lotus to contain a few memories of her.
Thinking this, after seeing the scene, she only snatched the white lotus from Su Mingxiu’s hand with an impassive expression. As soon as the lotus reached her hand, it was engulfed by a grey mist and silently annihilated.
“I thought Master would be prepared to face death when you saw me again—”
“Unexpectedly, Master is also capable of such sweet talk and honeyed words. I’m truly impressed.”
“Uh…” Tsk.
Although Su Mingxiu knew it wouldn’t be easy to convince her, seeing the grey mist spreading around Gui Mian, threatening to engulf Mount Lingyu, her eyes were filled with indulgent helplessness. Still, she asked without much hope: “Are you sure… you don’t want to try another one?”
The mist around Gui Mian paused.
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