All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 688 - 384_2
Ji Nanjue watched Li Zijun's departing figure and sighed softly.
If only I were really a man...
...
The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and murky.
Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling a completely new current of energy circulating through his body, and muttered to himself,
The sword needs to be nourished.
To him, the Qingping Sword was already second nature, but when it came to the Missing Departure, he still had much to learn about its control.
In this world, myriad laws and changes all adhere to one principle. Since ancient times, what countless cultivators sought was that ultimate longevity—an existence free from death.
Only Sword Cultivators who achieved Minor Longevity truly deserved the title of 'Immortal,' the initial step of 'Achieving the Dao.' For Sword Cultivators, the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. While the fusion of human and sword might not be as exaggerated as claimed, if one wanted to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, at the very minimum, they had to cultivate a Sword Spirit.
A Sword Spirit of their own.
Su Bei slowly closed his eyes. His entire Dantian Knowledge Sea fully opened, his soul wandering out and merging with the surrounding heavens and earth. That's when he saw himself, seated cross-legged.
His soul wrapped around the Missing Departure once before returning to him.
Touching the sword again, he could feel it was slightly more intimate than just a moment ago.
Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork on it, and began roasting it over the fire.
The sword is well-nurtured.
Missing Departure: ...
The Flower Bright Moon grew dim, shrouded in a light mist.
Footsteps approached gently from behind Su Bei. In the flickering firelight, a familiar white-gowned figure could vaguely be made out.
With no moon in the sky, everything around was faintly dim.
Su Bei's lips curved into a smile. Without even looking, he wrapped his arm around the woman's waist, pulling her into his embrace, and laughed,
"Ji Baoer, why have you come back alone?"
"Speak! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"
"..."
As he spoke...the intensity already began to climb.
Pressing down on her, he nuzzled her earlobe... his body moving with the curves of hers.
Li Zijun's eyes were wide, her mind a blank, letting Su Bei pull her close without resistance.
Feeling his adept hands caress her body, she was momentarily unable to think.
Having just bathed, she carried a fragrant scent, and a romantic ambiance enveloped the Daoist Temple.
Her complexion gradually turned rosy, though it was unclear if it was due to her awkward position or because of the wrist held firmly in his grasp.
Su Bei frowned slightly, beginning to sense that something was not quite right.
Surely, Ji Baoer's figure should be more... and she shouldn't have such an air of innocence. He could even feel the woman beneath him trembling.
"Master... Master."
Li Zijun finally recovered from her shock. Her small hands pushed at Su Bei nervously as she said,
"I am not Sister Nan Ji... I am Zi Jun...."
"..."
Her words carried a tinge of grievance as she turned her head away, biting her lip.
Su Bei was taken aback. He leaned down to stare blankly at the woman before him.
What beastly thing had he done?
The atmosphere grew awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by patting her head but feared misinterpretation. His hand froze in midair as he gulped.
"Disciple, your master didn't realize it was you..."
"You're dressed in your master's wife's clothes, and the light is dim..."
Li Zijun lowered her head and mumbled an indistinct reply, her expression unreadable.
"Master... could you please get off first?"
"..."
Su Bei gave an embarrassed smile, then carefully rose. He touched his nose and, after a moment's thought, said,
"Truly, your master had no idea..."
As he finished speaking, he grabbed her fair wrist, intending to help her up.
The firelight flickered intermittently, casting reflections on the faces of the two, each preoccupied with their own thoughts.
For some unknown reason, looking at Li Zijun's lustrous, jade-like face stirred an impulse within Su Bei, and his heart unexpectedly started to race. Compared to Nan Ji, his movements just moments ago could hardly be called gentle. The sensation Li Zijun gave him was obviously far different. Yet, that gentleness, coupled with a subtle and elusive distance, evoked a strange sensation in Su Bei.
Forgetting the prior awkwardness, Su Bei raised his hand and cautiously slid two fingers across Li Zijun's face.
After a pause, his fingers finally made contact with her smooth cheek. Her skin felt as smooth and warm as jade.
Li Zijun's delicate body trembled lightly, her bright eyes like stars. She struggled slightly, creating a small gap between them but, this time, she did not react fiercely. Instead, she closed her eyes, allowing Su Bei's fingers to softly caress her beautiful countenance.
Suddenly, Su Bei saw tears like pearls sliding down her snowy cheeks from the corners of Li Zijun's eyes.
The flickering firelight reflected two tear tracks.
Su Bei's hand stopped. It then gently slid to Li Zijun's tender chin, lifting it so he could gaze at her stunning face.
Two fingers tenderly wiped her tears away. He whispered softly,
"I'm sorry."
"I..."
Li Zijun looked at Su Bei, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.
She didn't know why she was crying.
Was it because of his offense?
Or because there was no future for them?
Seeing that momentary, lost look in his eyes, Li Zijun didn't know what sort of expression to make.
Helplessness?
"Flowers in the mirror, moon on the water."
Li Zijun gently tilted her head up. Then, the corner of her mouth curled into a faint smile as she hid the last teardrop deep in her eyes.
"I do not blame you, Master." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"The dress was given by Sister Nan Ji; that's why you mistook me, Master."
"..."
Su Bei gave her a sheepish smile, suppressing the terrible thought that had just arisen in his mind.
Why are all the disciples I've taken so strange? Each one seems as if they've spent long years with me; I always feel like there's some indescribable emotion involved.
Just then, the door opened.
Dressed in a different attire, Ji Nanjue walked in, then glanced around with a peculiar expression.
She sat down barefoot beside Su Bei, wiping off the water droplets that hadn't dried yet from her skin.
A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes. Normally, he would have pounced on her by now. Why was he so calm today? What happened between the two of them while she was away? The atmosphere was so strange.
"Husband, what's wrong? You seem distracted."
Su Bei smiled at her and then hugged Ji Nanjue.
It seemed that in Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue sensed a complex mix of emotions. She lifted her head and kissed Su Bei on the corner of his mouth.
She had just thought through many things. She knew the road ahead was long and arduous; the world was unfeeling and would always make their journey exceptionally difficult. However, being able to enjoy this moment of peace made her feel quite content.
Her mentality began to shift slightly.
—Not seeking to be together morning and night, but grateful for what once was.
"It's nothing."
"It's late. We should get some sleep..."
Su Bei stroked her hair.
Ji Nanjue stood up and took the absent-minded Li Zijun by the hand. She inspected her own dress on Li Zijun carefully and nodded.
"Zi Jun looks quite good in this dress..."
Li Zijun's face flushed red.
Then Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei and said in a deliberately cold tone,
"To punish you, you will sleep outside tonight, and I'll sleep with Zi Jun."
"Is that alright with you, Zi Jun?"
She winked at Li Zijun.
Li Zijun froze for a moment. She lifted her head to glance at Su Bei, then looked at Ji Nanjue beside her, somewhat reluctantly saying,
"That doesn't seem right... It looks like it's going to rain outside."
Su Bei naturally knew that Nan Ji was giving him an out, as she had likely noticed the earlier awkwardness.
A warmth spread through his heart. He looked at Ji Nanjue.
"I'll just go outside..."
At that moment, suddenly, the faint sound of footsteps came from nearby.
The unexpected sound made everyone frown simultaneously. Su Bei voiced his confusion:
...
...
...
"Who could be out and about this late at night?"
"..."
