All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 655: ,_2

If only I were really a man...

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

Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling the new surge of energy traveling through his meridians, and murmured to himself, "The sword needs to be nurtured."

To him, the Qingping Sword was already second nature, but for the Missing Departure, control was still somewhat lacking.

All techniques in the world follow the same principle. What countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is the great immortality that prevents death.

Cultivators who achieve the lesser immortality truly deserve the title of "Immortal," having initially "Achieved Dao." For sword cultivators, the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. Although it's not as exaggerated as becoming one with the sword, if they want to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, they must at least nurture a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit of their own.

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes, completely opening his Dantian Knowledge Sea. His soul drifted out, blending with the surrounding world, and he saw himself sitting cross-legged.

His soul entwined itself around the Missing Departure for a moment, then returned to himself.

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

Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction. He then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork on it, and roasted it over the fire.

"The sword has been well nurtured."

Missing Departure: "..."

Flower Bright Moon enveloped in faint mist.

Footsteps gently approached from behind Su Bei. The flickering firelight barely revealed a thread of familiar white gauze.

The sky was moonless; everything around was somewhat dim.

A smile curved on Su Bei's lips. Without looking, he wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, laughing as he said, "How come Ji Baoer is back all alone?"

"Speak! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"

"..."

As they spoke, his touch began to gradually explore higher. Pressing down on her, his lips traveled along her ear, following the curves of her body.

Li Zijun's eyes were wide open, her mind a blank, letting Su Bei pull her over like this.

Feeling his experienced hands moving skillfully over her body, she could not think for the time being.

Having just bathed, her body still carried a fragrance. An enchanting atmosphere filled the Daoist Temple.

Her complexion gradually became flush, but it wasn't clear whether it was due to the embarrassment of her own posture or because of his firm grip on her wrist.

Su Bei slightly furrowed his brow, also starting to realize something was amiss.

Clearly, Ji Baoer should be more developed here... and not feel so inexperienced. He could also feel the woman beneath him trembling.

"Master... Master."

Li Zijun finally snapped back to reality. Her small hands somewhat frantically pushed at Su Bei as she nervously said, "I'm not Sister Nan Ji... I'm Zi Jun..."

"..."

Her voice was tinged with a hint of grievance as she turned her body to one side, her lips bitten.

Su Bei was immediately taken aback, leaning down and looking at the woman before him in a daze.

What kind of beastly act had he just committed?

The atmosphere turned somewhat awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by touching her little head but feared this action might cause a misunderstanding. His hand hovered awkwardly in mid-air as he swallowed hard.

"Disciple, your master 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 reply, her expression unclear.

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

"..."

Su Bei smiled awkwardly at her and then gently got up, touched his nose, and after a moment said, "Your master really didn't know..."

With that, he grabbed her delicate wrist, intending to help her up.

The firelight flickered, casting its glow on the faces of the two people, each lost in their own thoughts.

For some reason, looking at Li Zijun's crystalline, jade-like face, Su Bei felt an impulse rising within him, and his heart began beating faster.

Compared to Nan Ji, his previous actions had been quite bold. The way Li Zijun felt beneath him, however, was clearly very different.

Yet, that touch of gentleness, faint and distant, stirred a strange sensation within Su Bei.

Seemingly forgetting the prior awkwardness, Su Bei still lifted his hand, extending two fingers and cautiously slid them towards Li Zijun's face.

He paused for a moment, and finally, his fingers touched her smooth, jade-like cheek.

Li Zijun's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes like stars. She managed to create a slight gap as she struggled. This time, however, she did not react fiercely. Closing her eyes, she allowed Su Bei to gently caress her beautiful face with his two fingers. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

As gentle as jade.

Suddenly, Su Bei saw pearlescent tears falling from the corner of Li Zijun's eyes, gliding down her snow-white cheeks.

The flickering flame highlighted two trails of tears.

Su Bei's hand paused, then gently slid to Li Zijun's tender chin, lifting it to gaze at her exquisitely beautiful face.

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

"Your master..."

Li Zijun's eyes looked at Su Bei, filled with tears.

She did not know why she was crying.

Was it because of his transgression?

Or because their relationship was doomed to bear no fruit?

Upon seeing the momentary trance in his eyes, Li Zijun didn't know what expression she should wear.

Was it helplessness?

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

Li Zijun gently raised her head, then a smile curled at her lips, concealing the last tear in her eyes. "Your disciple doesn't blame the master."

"It's because Sister Nan Ji gave me the dress that master mistook me for someone else."

"..."

Su Bei gave her a sheepish smile, suppressing the terrible thoughts that had momentarily crossed his mind.

Why were all the disciples he took in so strange? Each seemed to have shared long years with him, always with an indescribable sense of emotion involved.

Just then, the door opened.

Ji Nanjue, who had changed into another outfit, walked in, then looked around oddly at everything before her.

Barefoot, she sat down beside Su Bei and began wiping the lingering water droplets from her skin.

A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes. Usually, he would have pounced on her; why was he so calm today? What had happened between them while she was away? The atmosphere was so strange.

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

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

Within Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue felt a complexity of emotions. She lifted her head and kissed the corner of Su Bei's mouth.

She had thought of many things just now. She knew the road ahead would be long and arduous. The ways of the world were heartless and would make their journey together incredibly difficult, yet being able to enjoy this moment's peace brought satisfaction to her heart.

Her mindset began to shift subtly.

—Not longing for every morning and evening, but cherishing that she had once possessed it.

"It's nothing. It's late at night; we should sleep..."

Su Bei stroked her hair.

Ji Nanjue got up and took Li Zijun's distracted hand. She examined her own dress on Li Zijun carefully and nodded. "Zi Jun, you look quite fitting in that dress..."

Li Zijun's face flushed red.

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

"How about that, Zi Jun?"

She winked at Li Zijun.

Li Zijun was startled. She lifted her head to glance at Su Bei, then at Ji Nanjue beside her, and said with a hint of concern, "That doesn't seem right... It looks like it's going to rain outside."

Su Bei knew Nan Ji was giving him an out, as she had probably noticed the earlier awkwardness.

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

At that moment, a faint sound of footsteps came from not far away.

The unexpected noise made everyone's brows furrow instantly. Su Bei said with some confusion, "Who could it be walking about at this late hour?"

"..."