Chapter 12: Her Eyes Reddened
The voice was both familiar and strange, carrying a playful and seductive tone with a hint of deep meaning and amusement.
Chen Yin froze as if petrified, completely rooted to the spot. It took him a long while to slowly turn his head, a smile uglier than crying plastered on his face.
“Oh my, oh my. Which celestial being has descended upon us? To think there exists such a breathtakingly beautiful fairy sister in this world?”
Not far away, the female disciples of the Heavenly Net Sect slowly parted, creating a path for a tall and graceful fairy in a flowing robe to approach.
Her lips curved into a bewitching smile, and her red lips parted slightly:
“That sweet tongue of yours is as glib as ever, always knowing what to say to please a girl.”
“Am I really so unbearable that my dear brother is scared away just by hearing my name?”
Chen Yin’s palms were sweating, but he still maintained a flattering smile on his face. “Oh, Sister, you’re joking.”
“In all my years, I’ve never seen a fairy as beautiful as you. Fairy Sister… perhaps you’ve mistaken me for someone else?”
The moment his voice trailed off.
The entire forest behind him, as if a piece of paper being torn in half, neatly split apart.
The woman’s smile deepened. “Are you sure you don’t want to think again?”
“Ah!!! Oh, look at my stupid head.”
Chen Yin immediately put on a fawning expression and approached her, speaking in a flattering tone. “So it’s Sister Qiaoqiao!”
“Oh, Sister Qiaoqiao, you have no idea, ever since we parted ways last time, I haven’t been able to sleep a wink, thinking about you day and night. Your celestial beauty fills my every thought…”
Seeing the strange atmosphere between the two, the Heavenly Net Sect disciples whispered curiously among themselves:
“Strange, why does it seem like this little brother knows Senior Sister well?”
“Doesn’t our Senior Sister usually hate men the most? How could she know him?”
“But didn’t you see? Senior Sister just used her Myriad Forms Sword Technique. She never uses that move casually, except when sparring with the elders.”
“I have a feeling that Senior Sister, despite her smile, seems very angry.”
“Could it be that this little brother somehow offended Senior Sister?”
At this point, Chen Yin was inwardly lamenting.
…I shouldn’t have meddled in this.
If I had known their Senior Sister Luo Qiaoqiao was with them, I wouldn’t have worried at all.
Silk-Robe Fairy Luo Qiaoqiao, in the current cultivation world, was a peerless prodigy on par with Shen Shuanglian, the Senior Sister of the Mist Spirit Sect.
Both her beauty and cultivation were unmatched. At such a young age, she had already stepped into the Boundless Realm and become an Elder-level expert.
With Luo Qiaoqiao around, she naturally wouldn’t let the female disciples in her team face any danger. It was clear that she had been waiting to make a move, just wanting to give these inexperienced disciples some experience.
He had to meddle in other people’s business, and now he had dragged himself into this mess.
If there was anyone in this world that Chen Yin wanted to avoid the most, it was definitely this charming and beautiful fairy before him.
Luo Qiaoqiao was truly beautiful.
Unlike Shen Shuanglian’s cold and aloof beauty, Luo Qiaoqiao was like a seductive enchantress, her every feature, from her face to her legs and bare feet, seemingly designed to appeal to a man’s desires.
Her captivating fox-like eyes, her snow-white and delicate shoulders, and her fair legs peeking out from under her robe, all irresistibly attracted a man’s gaze.
No man could resist Luo Qiaoqiao’s charm.
Yet, according to rumors in the cultivation world, the Silk-Robe Fairy hated men the most. Even more so than Shen Shuanglian.
If a male cultivator was unlucky enough to run into her when she was in a bad mood, he would probably be beaten half to death, and no one would dare to intervene.
But Chen Yin was a special exception.
Luo Qiaoqiao probably didn’t hate him. But she definitely resented him.
This statement wasn’t contradictory.
So, in order to survive, he could only desperately flatter Luo Qiaoqiao, showering her with compliments, hoping to appease the anger hidden beneath her smile.
After Chen Yin had praised her until his mouth was dry, Luo Qiaoqiao finally looked at him with a seductive smile, her eyes glinting with amusement.
“Finished?”
Chen Yin swallowed nervously and slowly nodded.
“Skip the nonsense. You have two choices.”
She held up two slender fingers and said lazily, “First, come back to the Heavenly Net Sect with me starting today, stay by my side, and don’t go anywhere without my permission.”
“Second, gouge out your own eyes and castrate yourself right here. From now on, we’ll act as if we’ve never met, and I’ll spare your life.”
Chen Yin felt a chill in his lower regions.
“Uh… is there a third option?”
“How about I castrate you first, then drag you back to the Heavenly Net Sect?” Luo Qiaoqiao’s smile widened.
Chen Yin shuddered and quickly put on a flattering smile.
“Oh, Sister Qiaoqiao, you’re so playful, always teasing your little brother. You’re so gentle and kind, with a heart of a Bodhisattva. How could you do such a cruel thing?”
“How about we go back to Fragrance City? I’ll treat everyone to a good meal and a stroll around the city, how about that?”
He blinked with anticipation.
Luo Qiaoqiao’s eyes shimmered, and she let out a soft, bone-melting sigh.
“Do you think that’s possible?”
Chen Yin’s face fell.
“My dear Fairy Sister, are you… are you really going to force me to my death?”
“Not force you? Fine.”
Luo Qiaoqiao’s expression changed instantly, the seductive smile vanishing, replaced by a calm like the surface of a lake.
“Then tell me.”
“Why did you leave that night?”
Chen Yin was speechless.
“This… this, isn’t it a bit inappropriate, Sister? There are so many people listening—”
Before he could finish, Luo Qiaoqiao gently raised her hand, and all the Heavenly Net Sect disciples instantly retreated a great distance. Only the two of them were left in the clearing.
Silk-Robe Fairy’s authority within the Heavenly Net Sect was evident.
“Now, you can speak slowly.”
“Well… it’s a long story.”
“It’s fine.” She raised her chin proudly. “I have plenty of time to listen.”
Now, Chen Yin was completely helpless.
This woman was determined to get an explanation from him.
But Chen Yin had no idea what to explain.
…He couldn’t just say, Sister, you forced me that night, I didn’t do anything, I just ran away.
Then Luo Qiaoqiao might actually castrate him on the spot.
After carefully choosing his words, he finally sighed softly and said:
“Sister Qiaoqiao, that night was just a misunderstanding.”
“You were just drunk and not in your right mind.”
“If I, Chen Yin, were a shameless villain, I might have taken advantage of you.”
“But this kind of thing, for a man, is just a moment of pleasure, but for a woman, it could be a lifelong regret and pain.”
“I really couldn’t bear to see you regret it after you sobered up, so—”
As Chen Yin spoke, a cold voice interrupted him:
“Are you trying to say that I wasn’t conscious at the time and didn’t know what I was doing?”
“Is that it?” Her eyes were calm but held a hint of suppressed emotion that made his heart skip a beat.
Chen Yin felt lost.
It seemed that no matter how he answered, it would be wrong.
So, he chose to remain silent.
Luo Qiaoqiao stared at his face for a long time, then suddenly said:
“Chen Yin, if you really think I’m a frivolous and promiscuous woman, you can just say it.”
“I won’t mind. And I won’t say another word. I’ll just turn around and leave.”
“From now on, I’ll never bother you again. Okay?”
Chen Yin carefully raised his head and glanced at her face.
He saw that Luo Qiaoqiao’s eyes were slightly red.
Her expression was still calm, but her lips were tightly pressed together.
After a long time, Chen Yin finally shook his head gently.
“…I’ve never thought that.”
“I just thought you were drunk.”
“I really didn’t want you to regret it.”
“What if,” Luo Qiaoqiao’s voice became more determined, “I don’t regret it?”
“Will you come with me?”
Chen Yin sighed helplessly.
“I won’t go with you.”
“Why?” Luo Qiaoqiao’s eyes lowered, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. “Do you already have someone in your heart?”
Chen Yin didn’t answer her.
Luo Qiaoqiao stared at him intently for a long time, then slowly said, “Okay.”
“But Chen Yin, let me tell you. I, Luo Qiaoqiao, am a selfish and willful woman.”
“I won’t easily let go of what I cherish.”
“Today, no matter what, you must come with me.”
Chen Yin looked at her deeply.
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