v2c3. You call this White Silk?
Gong Yiling, initially confident, was defeated by Qiu Shui’s unwavering gaze after a long staring contest.
“But with Qiu Shui here…”
“What if Master gets married?”
“Then I’ll take Qiu Shui with m… Married?”
Gong Yiling finally registered the word.
Married.
Married to whom?
Why get married?
“Yes,” Qiu Shui blinked. “Master is old enough to get married now. It depends on what the Palace Master decides.”
“Are you kidding? My mother has never been married, how could I…”
Eh?
Gong Yiling suddenly realized something.
Her cheap mother gave birth to her at the foot of a Daoist mountain, and then twelve years later, she was sent back.
There was one person missing from this story.
Who was her father???
Neither here, nor in the book, was there any mention of Gong Yiling’s father.
As if her mother reproduced asexually.
What a joke.
However, there was a mysterious person who brought her to the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace, and this person never appeared again, even after Gong Yiling’s death in the original story.
Surely they weren’t just a forgotten plot thread, right? Right? Right?
“Ahem…”
Thinking about her possibly non-existent father, a product of her mother’s carefree lifestyle, Gong Yiling cleared her throat.
“Actually, I don’t want to get married at all, unless it’s to a woman.”
Qiu Shui froze.
A woman…?
Master wanted to marry… a woman!?
“Why a…” Qiu Shui lowered her gaze, a hint of concern in her voice. “A woman?”
“I’d also like to ask why a—”
Gong Yiling retorted, but as she was about to strike a cool pose, she forgot how close Qiu Shui was.
She stepped forward and kicked Qiu Shui’s shin.
Qiu Shui stumbled and fell onto the bed, pulling Gong Yiling down with her.
This time, pinned beneath the girl, Miss Gong instinctively grabbed Qiu Shui’s clothes.
And Qiu Shui’s hands landed… right… there.
“—A man?”
A strange sensation spread through her chest. Realizing what was happening, she quickly pushed Qiu Shui away.
But at that moment, a sudden voice echoed in her mind.
“Item [Qiu Shui’s Worn White Silk Stockings]: System storage time has expired. The item will be delivered to the host via system methods.”
W-what? Worn white silk stockings? What was that?
Oh right, there was such a thing. After not claiming the reward back then, she had completely forgotten about it.
Yes… she forgot!
But the system never mentioned a storage time limit. Why so sudden?
And it wasn’t just sudden.
After pushing Qiu Shui away, she found the so-called “worn white silk stockings” inexplicably wrapped around their waists.
Then, due to the elastic recoil, Qiu Shui was pulled back onto Gong Yiling.
This time, the girl’s actions were bolder, her hand landing exactly where it had been before.
“Ah—”
Gong Yiling let out an involuntary moan, her face burning.
And even more bizarrely, these weren’t ordinary stockings—they were clearly Binding Immortal Ropes.
Now they were completely entangled, inseparable.
Was the system doing this on purpose…? No, it definitely was!
“Master?”
Qiu Shui tried to move, but… the more she struggled, the tighter the ropes became, her hand pressing against Gong Yiling’s chest.
And the ropes were getting tighter and tighter.
“Don’t move.”
Enduring the sensation on her chest, Gong Yiling opened the item’s information panel.
“Item Name: [Qiu Shui’s Worn White Silk Stockings]
Acquisition Method: Quest Reward
Item Level: EX
Attack Power: 0
Defense Power: Soft, resilient, smooth
Innate Skill [Yin Qiushui Affection +]: Passively increases affection level with Yin Qiushui by 30 points while equipped.
Innate Skill [Indestructible]: Cannot be damaged by combat or any other effects.
Active Skill [Binding of Gods]: Upon activation, the Indestructible effect only applies to cultivators below Earthly Nether realm. Randomly binds up to six people, including the user, within a 100-meter radius. The more they struggle, the tighter the ropes become. The holder can also tighten the ropes at will.
Note: Do not use for unusual games, to avoid being twisted into a pretzel.”
She knew it!
The system’s items never matched their names. The anti-mother sword was a pen, the KFC bucket was a recording device, so how could these stockings be actual stockings?
Although she was curious, Qiu Shui never wore stockings!
However…
Since she could control the ropes, it should be fine.
Gong Yiling mentally commanded them.
“Loosen.”
…
“Loosen!”
…
“Loosen!!!”
…
Wait, System, this isn’t working! Why aren’t they loosening?
System: “You haven’t claimed ownership. Are you trying to PUA them?”
Gong Yiling: “Why do I need to claim ownership? I could use the other two items immediately.”
System: “Items are not all the same. Once, I slid tackled—”
Gong Yiling: “You slid tackled???”
Miss Gong felt the system was becoming increasingly nonsensical.
System: “I mean, this item requires ownership. Everyone has to.”
Gong Yiling, speechless: “Then tell me, how do I claim ownership?”
System: “Simple. Just a drop of your blood.”
A drop of blood.
Gong Yiling instinctively tried to bite her finger.
But… she quickly encountered a problem.
As soon as she raised her hand, the ropes tightened, interpreting it as struggling. Her chest was being flattened by Qiu Shui.
This was bad. At this rate, it wouldn’t just be her chest suffering. This feeling was unbearable!
Was there any way to draw blood…?
Ah! Right!
Gong Yiling looked at Qiu Shui’s small, sharp teeth, visible in her panicked expression, and had an idea.
“Qiu Shui, bite me.”
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