All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 713 - 391: Red Sky, Boundless Magic_1

Su Bei stuck his head out of the window and carefully surveyed the ferry crossing. Beyond the unique scenery, he found nothing of interest.

When he turned around, he saw that Mo Li had already stripped off her dress and was entirely undressed. Her skin, smooth as satin, was fair with a rosy undertone, glimmering like ivory under the flickering candlelight.

Seeing Su Bei staring intently at her, Mo Li casually glanced at him and, without any hint of shyness, sat down on the bed.

She then bent her legs before him, extending one jade-like foot. The flesh-colored Ice Worm Silk stockings reached mid-thigh, not pulled up all the way but slightly gathered at the very top.

The tops of the stockings were rolled down, forming a ring that resembled two wutong-colored bracelets clasped around her fair, jade-like legs.

Her toes curled upward in her high-heeled embroidered shoes. Unfastened at the heel, one side of a shoe dangled from her foot. Beneath the Ice Worm Silk, her slender ankles were partially visible, reflecting a faint, wondrous sheen in the candlelight...

Mo Li's fingertips gently brushed her lower lip. Her dark brows twitched slightly, her unrouged lips were naturally red, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a playful smile. "Teacher, what are you looking at?"

Su Bei took a deep breath, then turned his head under her gaze, carefully closing the doors and windows and drawing the bamboo curtain.

Having done this, he glared at her fiercely. "Just now, outside, with so many people around, you embarrassed your teacher! How should your teacher punish you?"

Mo Li pressed her legs together, and her high-heeled embroidered shoes fell to the ground with a clatter.

CLANG.

She got up and slowly knelt on the bed, her waist straight. Blinking, she looked at Su Bei with an expectant giggle. "What is Teacher talking about? Has your disciple done something wrong? Your disciple doesn't know..."

With a dark expression, Su Bei walked towards the bed, bent down, and picked up the pair of high-heeled embroidered shoes that had fallen to the ground.

Mo Li watched his actions in confusion. She tilted her head as he carefully straightened her legs, slipped the embroidered shoes back onto her feet, and tied the ribbons into a neat butterfly knot at her ankles.

"What is Teacher doing? Your disciple just took them off. Why are you putting shoes on your disciple?"

Su Bei smiled and said, in words that somewhat confused her: "Because you need to wear them."

"Why?"

"There's a saying, 'Red soles to the sky, magic boundless.'"

Mo Li slowly moved closer, her fragrance enveloping him. She whispered, "But your disciple's shoe soles are black."

"Then today, that's changed. Black soles to the sky..."

...

「Xia Shui Pass. Inside a guesthouse.」

Just after Su Bei and Mo Li had entered, an attendant hurried toward an adjacent room. Inside, a middle-aged man was seated, holding a steaming cup of tea and reading a military treatise.

Seeing the attendant arrive in haste, the middle-aged man put down his book and looked at him with some confusion. "What is it?"

"Boss, when is your batch of goods heading to West State scheduled to depart?"

"In three days. Why the sudden inquiry?"

The attendant rubbed his hands together and then cautiously stepped forward. "Just now, I was watching the tea stall outside when a very handsome man came by. He asked when there would be a boat at this ferry crossing."

"I was thinking, since the situation at Xia Shui Pass grew tense, almost all merchant caravans have switched to land routes. Only our caravan still takes the waterway. Even ordinary cultivators fear the dragons of the Cang River and wouldn't dare try to cross for some time."

"Since that man dared to ask, he must have a significant background. Boss, I've traveled far and wide with you, so I'm fairly skilled at sizing people up. I caught a glimpse of him as soon as he entered the city gates, and our eyes met."

"Strangely enough, my legs went weak right then, and I almost collapsed. Thankfully, another attendant beside me helped me up, which saved me from making a fool of myself."

...

The middle-aged man looked a bit surprised. "That sounds rather far-fetched. So what if he's a cultivator? We've seen plenty over the years. Even a so-called Golden Core cultivator shouldn't affect you like that with just a glance..."

"Besides, there are plenty of cultivators at Xia Shui Pass now."

The attendant took a big gulp of tea and said conspiratorially, "The main thing is, I feel that man might be someone very important. Boss, forming a good relationship with him now would surely be beneficial for you."

"In these times of war and chaos, having cultivators in the caravan is highly sought after..."

The middle-aged man smacked his lips and hesitated. "That's true," he said. "But what confuses me is, what are these cultivators doing here?"

...

"What else could it be? Boss, you know the fighting at Xia Shui Pass has been intense lately. Those cultivators might be under King Zhenbei or King Fuzhong. I'm just not sure how influential they are."

"That young master seemed quite amiable. Even if he's just a minor figure to them, for us, he could be incredibly important. It's definitely wise to build a good relationship."

The middle-aged man looked conflicted, then spoke somewhat reluctantly. "The thing is, just a few days ago, I met a group of cultivators heading to West State for training. Their leader is an Inner Sect Disciple from the Blade Sect—someone with a very powerful background. Why else do you think I suddenly decided to take the water route?"

"I've already paid them silver to ensure our caravan's safety, and we just don't have any extra funds right now."

"How about this: go tell that cultivator we'll give them passage for free. We don't need their money."

...

The attendant nodded. Hearing that the Boss knew an Inner Sect Disciple from the Blade Sect, he said nothing more.

After all, no matter how impressive that man might be, could he possibly compare to an Inner Sect Disciple from the Blade Sect? The Blade Sect was one of the Ten Great Sects, a truly established and major power.

...

Perhaps it was the fine weather, or perhaps Su Bei's bedding was simply too comfortable. In any case, they slept until the sun was high in the sky before finally waking.

The wrinkled silk quilt clearly outlined their figures, nestled together in an embrace.

Mo Li slowly opened her eyes, gazing at Su Bei's face so close to hers. A lingering warmth seemed to remain where she had lain. She shifted slightly and slipped out. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

She frowned, extended a delicate finger to lightly scrape Su Bei's nose, then licked his earlobe. "Teacher, it's time to get up."

Su Bei's eyelashes fluttered a few times, but he did not open his eyes. Instead, he turned over and pressed Mo Li down beneath him, tightening his arms and holding her close.

An intoxicating fragrance drifted from her—her disheveled silver hair, her exquisitely slender, pliant waist... Such stunning beauty! Just holding her was fulfilling enough, let alone the possibility of more profound interaction.

Various noises from outside drifted in through the bamboo curtain. Su Bei slowly sat up and stared out the window, lost in thought.

"There won't be a merchant ship for another three days," Mo Li said. "So, your disciple suggests that Teacher pay a visit to King Zhenbei today."

"Although King Zhenbei isn't at Xia Shui Pass, he should be easier to reason with than King Fuzhong."

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