All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 545 - Three Hundred and Nineteen_2

If only I were truly a man...

...

The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and faint.

Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box. Feeling a brand-new qi circulating throughout his body, he muttered to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."

For him, the Qingping Sword was already easy to handle, but as for the Missing Departure, his control over it was still significantly lacking.

All the manifold laws of the world do not stray from their origins; what countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is that grand immortality which defies death.

A cultivator who has achieved minor immortality truly deserves the title "Immortal," having initially Achieved Dao. For a Sword Cultivator, nurturing the person with the sword and the sword with the person is essential—though it's not as exaggerated as becoming one with the sword. If one wishes to reach the end of a cultivator's path, they must at least nurture a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit of his own.

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes. His entire Dantian Knowledge Sea opened, and his soul drifted out, merging with the surrounding heaven and earth. He then saw himself sitting cross-legged.

His soul coiled around the Missing Departure once before returning to his body.

Touching the sword again, he could feel it was a bit more intimate than just a moment before.

Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction. He then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork with it, and began roasting it over the fire, "The sword has been well nurtured."

Missing Departure: "..."

The Flower Bright Moon was shrouded in light mist.

Soft footsteps approached from behind Su Bei. In the flickering firelight, he could faintly make out a familiar white veil.

There was no moon in the sky, and everything around was somewhat dim.

A smile curled the corners of Su Bei's mouth. Without looking, he grabbed the approaching woman by the waist and embraced her, laughing as he said, "Ji Baoer, why did you come back alone?"

"Speak! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"

"..."

As he spoke... his desire was already climbing.

He pressed her down, his mouth close to her ear... following the contours of her body.

Li Zijun's eyes were wide open, her mind blank, allowing Su Bei to pull her close just like that.

Feeling his experienced hands caressing her body, she couldn't think straight for a moment.

She had just bathed and still carried a faint fragrance, an alluring atmosphere enveloping them within the Daoist Temple.

Her cheeks gradually flushed, whether from her own embarrassing actions or because his hand was gripping her wrist.

Su Bei frowned slightly, starting to sense that something was amiss.

Clearly, this part of Ji Baoer should be more... and she wouldn't feel so unripe. He could even sense the woman beneath him trembling.

"Master... Master."

Li Zijun finally snapped out of her shock. Her small hands pushed somewhat frantically against Su Bei as she said nervously, "I'm not Sister Nan Ji... I am Zi Jun..."

"..."

Her voice carried a hint of grievance. She turned her head to the side, biting her lip.

Su Bei was stunned for a moment. He leaned down and stared, dumbfounded, at the woman before him.

What had he done that was no better than a beast? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The atmosphere turned awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by stroking her head, but feared the gesture might be misunderstood. His hand hovered in mid-air as he swallowed hard and said, "Disciple, your master didn't know it was you..."

"You were wearing your Master's wife's clothes, and the fire was dim..."

Li Zijun mumbled a reply, her expression hidden.

"Master... can you please get off first...?"

"..."

Su Bei gave her an awkward smile, then gently stood up. He touched his nose and, after a moment's thought, said, "Your master truly didn't know..."

Saying so, he grasped her slender wrist, intending to pull her to her feet.

The firelight flickered on their faces, both lost in their own thoughts.

For some unknown reason, as Su Bei gazed at Li Zijun's clear, jade-like face, a surge of impulse rose in his heart, and his pulse began to quicken.

Compared to Nan Ji, his recent actions had been quite bold, and the sensation Li Zijun gave him was vastly different.

However, her gentle yet faintly distant presence ignited an unusual feeling in Su Bei.

Seemingly forgetting the previous embarrassment, Su Bei raised his hand again. He extended two fingers and cautiously slid them toward Li Zijun's face.

He paused for a moment before his fingers finally brushed against her jade-smooth cheek.

Li Zijun's delicate body shivered slightly. Her wise, star-like eyes flickered for a moment. This time, she did not react violently but closed her eyes, allowing Su Bei to gently caress her beautiful face with his two fingers.

Warm and smooth like jade.

Suddenly, Su Bei saw pearl-like tears roll down from the corners of Li Zijun's eyes, tracing paths on her snow-white cheeks.

The flickering flames illuminated the tracks of her tears.

Su Bei's hand paused, then gently slid to Li Zijun's delicate chin, tilting it up so he could gaze at her stunning face.

With two fingers, he gently wiped away her tears and said softly, "I'm sorry. I..."

Li Zijun's eyes met Su Bei's, filled to the brim with tears.

She didn't know why her tears were falling. Was it because of his transgression? Or because there was no future between them?

Seeing the brief, dazed look in his eyes, Li Zijun wasn't sure what expression to wear. Was it helplessness?

"Flowers in the mirror, the moon on the water."

Li Zijun gently raised her head. A slight smile curled the corners of her mouth as she hid the last tear in the depths of her eyes, saying, "Your disciple isn't blaming you, Master."

"Sister Nan Ji gave me the dress; that's why Master mistook me for someone else."

"..."

Su Bei gave her an awkward smile and suppressed the terrible thought that had momentarily surged in his mind.

Why were all the disciples he took on so strange? Each one seemed as if they had shared long years with him, always evoking an indescribable emotion.

Just then, the door opened.

Ji Nanjue, dressed in different clothes, walked in, her expression curious as she surveyed the scene.

She sat down barefoot beside Su Bei, wiping the lingering water droplets from her skin.

A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes. Usually, he would pounce on her at moments like these. Why was he so calm today? What had happened between them while she was gone? The atmosphere was so strange.

"Husband, what's wrong? You seem absent-minded."

Su Bei smiled at her, then held Ji Nanjue in his arms.

In Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue seemed to sense a complex mix of emotions. She tilted her head back and kissed the corner of his mouth.

She had just been thinking a great deal. She knew the road ahead would be long and arduous, and the world heartless, always making their journey together exceptionally tough. Yet, being able to enjoy this moment of peace brought her a sense of contentment. Her mindset began to shift a little. Not asking for every morning and evening together, but grateful for having had it once.

"It's nothing."

"It's late; we should sleep..." Su Bei stroked her hair.

Ji Nanjue stood up, took the absent-minded Li Zijun by the hand, and carefully examined the clothes Li Zijun was wearing—her own clothes—nodding as she said, "Zi Jun, these clothes suit you well..."

Li Zijun's face turned crimson.

Then Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei and said, feigning a cold tone, "As punishment, you'll sleep outside tonight, and I'll cuddle with Zi Jun."

"Is that okay with you, Zi Jun?" She winked at Li Zijun.

Li Zijun was stunned for a moment. She looked up at Su Bei, then at Ji Nanjue beside her, and said with some reluctance, "That doesn't seem right... It looks like it's going to rain outside."

Su Bei knew Nan Ji was giving him an out; she must have noticed the earlier awkwardness.

A warmth spread through his heart. He looked at Ji Nanjue and said, "I'll go outside..."

Just then, faint footsteps sounded from not far away.

The sudden noise made all three of them frown. Su Bei said with some confusion, "Who could it be, walking around at this late hour?"

"..."