All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 468 - 280 If you call her ’Master’s Wife’... there will be no more chances."_2
Ji Nanjue leaned against Su Bei’s side, propping her cheek with one hand, and gazed at Su Bei’s serious expression, the aroma of roasted meat lingering around her nose.
Shoulders rubbed against each other, a soft, gentle touch as they brushed.
This kind of friction was the most flirtatious.
Suddenly, Ji Nanjue softly spoke up, "Husband, do you still remember what happened below Unrepentant Cliff? The night we first met?"
"..."
Li Zijun lifted her head, her ears perked up as she listened quietly.
She wanted to understand more about her Master in this life, yearned to know more and more about him, to know everything about him.
Su Bei stuck the large piece of meat he was holding into the ground, then took Nan Ji’s hand and gently squeezed it, whispering, "Of course, I remember. You saved my life."
His words paused for a moment before he pulled Ji Nanjue diagonally into his embrace, holding her soft, fragrant shoulders and kissing her slightly trembling, elegant brows, his eyes reflecting the flickering flames.
"Thinking back, that meeting was indeed destined...
"You wouldn’t even know, the first moment I saw you, my heart was already filled with your peerless figure; my mind was occupied entirely by you..."
"..."
Ji Nanjue feigned anger, reaching out to pinch Su Bei’s waist.
"Oh, really? I kindly went to rescue you, and you harbored ill intentions even back then?
"I should have just fed you straight to the bears.
"Is this how you treat your life-saver?
"...Honestly! And you call that ’destiny’?"
"..."
Su Bei looked utterly smug, his large hand imperceptibly climbing upwards from her waist.
"So what?
"Aren’t you still going to be calling me ’darling’ tonight?"
"..."
The same night, the same bonfire.
The two who were once strangers were now embracing. One had to admit, sometimes fate was just so mysterious.
"That night, it was you who roasted a kidney for me and lied, saying it was delicious..."
"..."
As she spoke, she took Su Bei’s hand in hers, her head lowered gently as she watched the shadow of their entwined figures.
Li Zijun watched the deeply affectionate scene before her and sighed softly, feeling she couldn’t listen anymore.
She had thought she might hear something important, but it all turned out to be so vexing. Even with her usually good mindset, she felt quite out of place here. Yet, her eyes were full of envy. Unlike Nan Ji, she couldn’t easily express her own love.
It seemed that regardless of a woman’s status, even if she were an empress wielding immense power, once she truly fell in love, she was no different from any ordinary woman. Feelings, what a peculiar thing...
But Ji Nanjue suddenly felt something was amiss. As Su Bei’s hand climbed upwards from her waist bit by bit, she could clearly feel something hard pressing against her from him...
This was in front of Li Zijun! Was he really this bold?
Her body grew hotter and hotter, though she wasn’t sure if it was due to the fire in front of her. Ji Nanjue cleared her throat lightly, her mind gradually clearing from its muddled state.
Even though they had done it many times, they had never done so in front of anyone else...
She pushed Su Bei away and hurriedly moved to sit next to Li Zijun, away from that source of temptation.
Li Zijun rested her chin in her hand, looking at Su Bei’s white hair. After a moment of thought, she suddenly spoke up, "Master, could you tell this disciple a story?"
Su Bei was puzzled as to why she suddenly wanted to hear a story. But since his own disciple wanted to listen, what harm was there in indulging her?
He turned the rabbit he was roasting in his hands, thought for a moment, and then said, "Hmm, then I, your Master, will tell you the story of the Big Bad Wolf and the Three Little Pigs."
Su Bei leaned against the Sword Box, vividly narrating the story and building the atmosphere. However, he spoke until his mouth was dry, yet the two women opposite him showed no reaction. Instead, Ji Nanjue, looking as if she couldn’t bear to listen any longer, spoke up seriously,
"Since those pigs could speak human language, they must have been Great Demons with accomplished cultivation. If we were to compare them to human cultivators, their cultivation level would have to be at least at the Divinity Transformation stage, if not higher.
"And as fellow Monster Cultivators, there shouldn’t be a significant difference in strength between a wolf demon and pig demons, especially when it’s one wolf against three pigs.
"Since they are all demons and none have taken human form, it indicates their cultivation levels are quite similar..."
"..."
Su Bei looked at Ji Nanjue, speechless and unsure what to say. He picked up the roasted rabbit and stuffed it into her mouth.
Li Zijun thought for a moment, then also spoke up with a serious expression, "Master, are you trying to use this story to teach this disciple a principle?
"That one must be well-prepared for contingencies before undertaking any task, only then can one avoid danger?"
"..."
Su Bei: "..."
And so, with one comment after another, the story went completely off track, gradually turning into a discussion about the differences in innate talent among Monster Cultivators.
They discussed for a long time but couldn’t reach any conclusion.
"Speaking of which, are members of the Dragon Clan considered Monster Cultivators?" Su Bei asked suddenly, as if recalling a young girl named Ao Yue.
Ji Nanjue was stunned for a moment before understanding the implication in Su Bei’s words. She smiled and said,
"Members of the Dragon Clan are naturally not Monster Cultivators. Monster Cultivators are Monster Beasts that gradually awaken their spiritual intelligence through long years of accumulation, subsequently achieve breakthroughs, and then embark on the path of cultivation.
"Since members of the Dragon Clan are born with their spiritual intelligence fully awakened, they are naturally not Monster Cultivators."
"..."
Su Bei nodded thoughtfully. Just as he was about to ask something else, he suddenly smelled something burning and gasped, "It’s scorched...
"My kidneys!"
...
It was an oppressive night, and the rain never came.
After eating her fill, Li Zijun stood up awkwardly, biting her lower lip as if she wanted to say something.
Su Bei looked at her with some confusion, blinked, and asked, "Disciple, what’s the matter?"
Li Zijun’s pretty face blushed, her intelligent eyes sparkling like stars, as she then whispered, "I... I need to relieve myself..."
Su Bei glanced outside. It was pitch black as ink, the wind howling, accompanied by the rustling of leaves and the rattling of the dilapidated door panels – indeed, it was a bit frightening.
He coughed awkwardly, turned around to face away from her, and said, "Well... if there’s really no other way, then just..."
Li Zijun’s eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief as she looked at Su Bei and stuttered, "H-How can that be... There are distinctions between men and women... It’s against propriety!"
"..."
Ji Nanjue looked at Su Bei with a half-smile, kicked him, then gently took Li Zijun’s hand. "Your Shiniang will accompany you."
After saying that, still feeling it wasn’t enough to vent her vexation, she kicked him again.
Su Bei: "..."
Stars seemed imprinted on the pond; when a breeze blew, ripples shimmered lightly.
The night sky was as dark as ink.
Li Zijun looked at the pool of water before her. Her dress felt sticky against her skin. She glanced at Ji Nanjue somewhat embarrassedly and asked, "Sister Nan Ji... can Zi Jun take a bath?"
She wasn’t like her Master and the Eastern Emperor; at their level of cultivation, their bodies would naturally remain clean despite long journeys. But after rushing about for so long, hers would inevitably have some grime. Looking at the pool now, she felt a sudden urge. A woman’s love for water is practically etched into her bones.
Ji Nanjue blinked, a similar idea occurring to her. After exchanging a look with Li Zijun, she began to remove her dress.
"Let’s bathe together..."
Under the moonlight, with only the faintest lunar glow, her jade-like body was completely bare, an exquisite work of art.
Every curve, every line was flawless.
From her slender waist to her handful-sized, full breasts, nothing could be added or taken away to improve upon perfection.
Her jade-like legs gently touched the pool’s surface. Ji Nanjue stretched languidly, her jade-like hand scooping up clear water. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she turned around, looking puzzled, and asked, "Hmm, Zi Jun, why don’t you call me ’Master’s Wife’?"
Li Zijun was gently tapping the water’s surface with her toes. The water was a bit cold, and she was just trying to let her body adapt to the temperature.
The sea of stars in the night sky and their reflection in the water shone brilliantly. The sky seemed translucent, the lake water translucent, and between them, she too appeared translucent.
Hearing Ji Nanjue’s question, she froze for a moment.
Caught off guard, she lost her balance and tumbled into the water, the sudden chill making her shiver.
Yes, why didn’t she call her ’Master’s Wife’? Because...
Li Zijun bit her lower lip, then smiled faintly and said, "Because Zi Jun wants to call you Sister Nan Ji..."
Only she knew in her heart that if she called her ’Master’s Wife’... she would never have a chance again.
