CHAPTER 199: CHAPTER 162: PLUM BLOSSOMS ON NO-SWORD PEAK ARE IN FULL BLOOM (PLEASE SUBSCRIBE!!)_3

TAP, TAP—

Moving ever so lightly, the tendon in the arch of her jade foot tensed, each step landing precisely in the hazy moonlight. The skin on the soles of her feet appeared exceptionally pale and tender, the slender veins beneath faintly visible.

In Mo Li’s eyes, Su Bei’s face was reflected. She parted her red lips slightly, gently biting a finger.

Her silver hair cascaded down, outlining her perfect curves.

Then she gently untied the sash, and the pale moon-colored fabric slipped to the ground, landing in a patch of shadow.

Mo Li gazed at the person before her, at his handsome brows and eyes. From her jade hand, she drew a dagger that shone menacingly under the moon.

"Master, how could you have become like this?"

"Why be so gentle? Why be so gentle to everyone?"

She reached out her bare hand, gently stroking his face. Su Bei’s furrowed brows seemed to stir an unpleasant memory within her.

Under the bright moonlight, she gazed at him, at the face so close to hers. Their lips met, and a burning heat passed with their mingling breaths.

"You are mine, and only mine."

"This disciple cannot bear for others to have you... so Master..."

"Everything about you, all that you are, must belong only to this disciple."

"..."

She had kissed him in Mo City. There were too many women by his side; she hadn’t known if what she felt for this man was love or hate.

Was it love pushed to the extreme that became hate, or hate so intense it was actually love?

She hated the sword of his that had pierced her heart, hated his recklessness. She hated that he had only killed her, and she hated that he had never once, from beginning to end, said he was sorry.

"This disciple knows this persistent sickness in her heart is the Heart Demon."

"It seems that aside from Master, this disciple has nothing left."

"Since this disciple cannot have Master, cannot have the one and only Master..."

"..."

Mo Li flipped open the silk quilt covering Su Bei, her ears reddening. She gently began to unfasten his top, inhaling the scent that was uniquely his.

She gently licked the dagger. Its blade reflected the curve of her lips, a curve that widened as if in a wild laugh, yet her expression held an unutterable meaning. A single tear rolled down her cheek.

The last piece of fabric on her body was tossed aside, falling to the ground.

RUSTLE, RUSTLE—

The moonlight scattered everywhere, rippling like water in a mirror. A suppressed murmur could almost be heard.

"Master, you finally belong to this disciple..."

"..."

The paper window glowed a watery white. Snow fell softly, and the moonlight gradually faded, its descent slow and serene.

The wax plums of No-Sword Peak were in full bloom, their fragrance drifting on the night air.

Behind the pigpen, the peach trees gently swayed, muffling the sounds from within.

Under the moonlight, a white-haired woman stood, her ears flushed. She stared dazedly at the Mesmerizing Soul Scent in her hand.

Feeling the delicate sensation from the newly changed undergarment beneath her purple shirt, she gently licked her rosy lips.

"After tonight, my senior fellow disciple will belong only to me!!"

As if to bolster her courage, Dan Wulan took a deep breath, intending to walk towards the pigpen.

She took a step, then drew it back, her pretty face burning hot, her hands covering her crimson cheeks.

Was she really going to do this?

What if... what if my senior fellow disciple suddenly woke up?

What if the Mesmerizing Soul Scent didn’t work?

What if...

Biting her thin lips tightly, Dan Wulan didn’t know what expression to wear. She sat quietly under the peach tree, gazing at the moonlight.

She reached out to pick up a blood-red wax plum petal, looked at it softly, pinched it between her fingers, and muttered to herself,

"Go!"

"Don’t go!"

"Go!"

"..."

Dan Wulan rose, her face filled with determination, and softly said,

"Go!"

Taking a deep breath, Dan Wulan stood up and walked toward Su Bei’s pigpen.

The moonlight was like water.