All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 617 - 355_2

"If only I were really a man..."

...

The light from the firewood within the Daoist Temple was dim and subdued.

Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling the brand new flow of Qi within his body navigating through his meridians, and he murmured to himself, "Swords need to be nourished."

To him, the Qingping Sword had already become second nature, but when it came to the Missing Departure, there was still much to be desired in terms of control.

All the varying methods under heaven adhere to their fundamental principles; since ancient times, what countless cultivators have sought is the grand immortality that wards off death. Only cultivators who have achieved lesser immortality are truly worthy of the title 'Immortal,' having reached the preliminary stage of 'Achieving Dao.' For Sword Cultivators, as the saying goes, 'The sword nourishes the user, and the user nourishes the sword.' Although it is not so exaggerated as to claim the unity of the person and the sword, if one wishes to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, at the very least, one must nurture a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit of their own.

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes, completely opening up his Dantian Knowledge Sea. His soul drifted out, merging with the surrounding heaven and earth, and he saw himself sitting in meditation.

His soul coiled around the Missing Departure for a moment, then returned 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, then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork on it, and began to roast it over the fire.

"The sword has been well-nourished."

Missing Departure: "..."

「The Flower Bright Moon, dimmed and shrouded in light mist.」

Footsteps quietly approached from behind Su Bei. Within the flickering firelight, he could faintly see a familiar wisp of white silk.

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

A smile curved on Su Bei's lips. Without looking back, he suddenly enveloped the woman in his arms, laughing, "Ji Baoer, why have you come back alone?"

"Tell me! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"

"..." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Meanwhile... desire was already gradually rising.

He pressed down on her, caressing her earlobe... following the curves of her body.

Li Zijun's eyes widened, her mind blank as Su Bei pulled her close.

Feeling his skilled hands roving over her body, she found herself unable to think. She had just bathed, her skin still carried a sweet fragrance, and a romantic atmosphere settled within the Daoist Temple.

Her face gradually reddened, though it was unclear if it was due to the compromising position or the feel of his large hand gripping her wrist.

Su Bei frowned slightly, gradually sensing that something was amiss.

Clearly, Ji Baoer's body should be more... and there wasn't this inexperienced sensation. He could also feel the woman beneath him trembling.

"Master... Master."

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

"..."

Her words were tinged with a hint of grievance as she turned her body to the side, biting her lip.

Su Bei froze, leaning over to stare blankly at the woman before him.

What beastly act had he just committed?

The atmosphere grew awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by stroking her head but feared this gesture might lead to a misunderstanding. His hand froze mid-air as he swallowed hard.

"Disciple, I didn't know it was you..."

"You're wearing your master's wife's clothes, and the firelight is dim..."

Li Zijun lowered her head and mumbled a vague reply, her expression unclear.

"Master... could you please get off me?"

"..."

Su Bei smiled awkwardly at her, then gently got up. He touched his nose, thought for a moment, and said, "I truly didn't know..."

As he spoke, he reached for her fair wrist, intending to help her up.

The flickering firelight illuminated their faces, each preoccupied with their own thoughts.

For some reason, as Su Bei looked at Li Zijun's translucent, jade-like face, a surge of impulse welled up within him, and his heart began to beat faster.

Compared to Nan Ji, my actions just now were undeniably bold. The sensations Li Zijun gave me... were vastly different.

Yet, that subtly tender yet distant demeanor intrigued Su Bei, kindling a strange feeling within him.

Seemingly forgetting the prior awkwardness, Su Bei raised his hand and tentatively slid two fingers toward Li Zijun's face.

He hesitated for a moment but ultimately touched her smooth, jade-like cheek.

Li Zijun's delicate body shivered slightly. Her intelligent eyes, bright as stars, showed a brief flicker of struggle, but this time she didn't react fiercely. She closed them, letting Su Bei's fingers gently stroke her lovely face.

Gentle as jade.

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

The flickering flames reflected the two tear streaks.

Su Bei's hand paused, then gently slid to Li Zijun's delicate chin, tilting her face toward him. He gazed at her stunningly beautiful face.

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

"As your master..."

Li Zijun gazed at Su Bei, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

Why am I crying? Is it because of his offense? Or because there's destined to be no future for us?

Seeing the momentary daze in his eyes, Li Zijun didn't know what expression to make.

Is it helplessness?

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

Li Zijun gently lifted her head. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she concealed the last tear in the depths of her eyes.

"Your disciple doesn't blame you, Master."

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

"..."

Su Bei smiled awkwardly at her, suppressing the terrifying thought that had just sprung up in his mind.

Why are all the disciples I take on so strange? Each one feels as though they've spent long years with me, and there always seems to be some indescribable affection involved.

Just then, the door opened.

Ji Nanjue, dressed in a fresh change of clothes, walked in. She surveyed the scene before her with a peculiar expression.

Barefoot, she walked over and sat down beside Su Bei, then began to wipe the still-damp water droplets from her skin.

A hint of confusion flickered in my eyes. Usually, he would have pounced on me by now. Why is he so calm today? What happened between these two while I was gone? The atmosphere is so odd.

"Husband, what's wrong? You seem distracted."

Su Bei smiled at her, then hugged Ji Nanjue close.

In Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue seemed to sense a tangle of complex emotions. She tilted her head and kissed him lightly on the lips.

I was just pondering so many things. I know the road ahead will be long and arduous; the world is heartless, always making our path together unusually difficult. Yet, being able to enjoy this moment of tranquility makes me somewhat content. My state of mind has gradually undergone a slight change—it's not about longing for every morning and every evening together, but about cherishing having once had this.

"It's nothing."

"It's late; time to sleep, don't you think?"

Su Bei stroked her hair.

Ji Nanjue got up and took the absent-minded Li Zijun's small hand. She carefully examined the dress Li Zijun was wearing—which was her own—and nodded.

"Zi Jun, this dress looks quite suitable on you..."

Li Zijun's face flushed crimson.

Then, Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei and said with feigned coldness, "As punishment, you'll sleep outside tonight. I'll sleep with Zi Jun."

"How about that, Zi Jun?" she asked, winking at Li Zijun.

Li Zijun hesitated for a moment. She looked up at Su Bei, then at Ji Nanjue beside her, and said, feeling a bit sorry for him, "That doesn't seem right... It looks like it's going to rain outside."

Nan Ji is just giving me a way out of this awkwardness. She must have noticed what happened earlier, Su Bei thought, a warmth spreading through his heart as he glanced at Ji Nanjue.

"I'll go outside then..."

Just then, the faint sound of footsteps came from not far away.

The sudden noise made all three of them frown. Su Bei asked with some confusion, "Who could be out walking this late at night?"

"..."