Pei Ruyi stared blankly at Ye Luqing.
Ye Luqing’s voice wasn’t loud, but that earnest promise struck her heart like a heavy hammer.
She gazed, mesmerized, into those amber eyes, which seemed to seep a brilliant golden light, nearly swallowing her whole.
“Ah…” An unconscious soft moan escaped her lips, an unnatural red rising on her face.
In that instant, she was brought back to the feeling of being dominated by Ye Luqing at the very beginning.
But unlike the initial indulgence in desire, this time her body and mind were completely dominated, transcending an ordinary master-servant relationship. She wanted to dedicate her entire life to this cyan-haired girl before her.
Even if betrayed by her, even if killed by her sword, she would be perfectly willing.
From now on, Ye Luqing was her entire world.
The sole reason she swung her sword was for Ye Luqing.
‘Mom…’ she moaned inside her heart, wishing she could throw her whole body at her.
Feeling the near-overflowing emotions transmitted through the Seven Emotions Branch, Ye Luqing breathed a small sigh of relief.
She retrieved Pei Ruyi’s lifebound spirit sword from her storage dharma artifact. Since Pei Ruyi had arrived yesterday, she had kept it carefully preserved.
“Try holding the sword.”
Pei Ruyi took the sword. What had felt unbearably heavy yesterday now felt as light as a feather in her hand.
She rose and walked outside the house. Sword Qi began to regenerate within her body.
The more her heart obsessively dwelled on Ye Luqing, the stronger her Sword Qi became.
The sword techniques of Heavenly Sword Peak seemed to have become muscle memory. Without needing to consciously guide it, her lifebound spirit sword danced in her hand.
Ye Luqing watched from the side.
Pei Ruyi’s aura fluctuated high and low. Her Sword Qi held less sharp ferocity but gained more purity and obsessive fixation.
It was hard to say whether her current “Dao” was superior or inferior to her previous one, but Ye Luqing believed that once stabilized, Pei Ruyi’s Sword Dao could reach even greater heights.
Thus, she decided to add more impetus for Pei Ruyi’s Sword Heart remolding.
She stepped forward, her eyes carrying a hint of satisfaction as she looked at Pei Ruyi.
“A-Yi.”
“I’ll give you another command.”
Pei Ruyi immediately turned her head, eyes sparkling brilliantly as she looked at Ye Luqing. Her body swayed slightly, her hands restlessly rubbing and intertwining.
If she had a tail behind her, it would definitely be wagging furiously right now.
“Before, influenced by your Sword Heart, you found it hard to accept being aloof in public yet wanton before me.”
“Now that your Sword Heart is being remolded, I want you to maximize this contrast between your public and private faces. You enjoy this too, don’t you?”
Hearing Ye Luqing’s words, Pei Ruyi first froze, and then her face gradually reddened. Her breathing grew heavier and heavier, as if she were thinking of something utterly incredible.
Her previous Sword Heart and Sword Dao truly couldn’t accept being one way in public and another in private, that front of duplicity, even though her body had already fallen deeply into this sensation and couldn’t extricate itself.
But now things were different. The anchor of her Sword Heart had changed to Ye Luqing. Ye Luqing’s command was absolute.
And this command perfectly aligned with her own preferences. What reason did she have to refuse?
Just the thought of her, the lofty and cold Heavenly Sword Peak Direct Disciple, acting haughty and aloof in public, only to become Ye Luqing’s pet, casually played with and ravaged, made her squeeze her thighs together tightly. Her mouth watered, saliva rapidly secreting, and a trickle of drool unconsciously escaped her little mouth.
“Hnnngh…”
In the next moment, amidst a slight tremor of her body, Pei Ruyi’s sword momentum surged again, nearly matching its previous level, even surpassing the standard of the Early Nascent Soul Stage.
Seeing this, Ye Luqing nodded in satisfaction. As long as this remolded Sword Heart could be stabilized, Pei Ruyi’s strength could advance even further.
After watching Pei Ruyi practice her sword for a while longer, Ye Luqing estimated the time and prepared to head down the mountain.
Today was the first day of the Sect Grand Tournament.
Although as a Direct Disciple, she didn’t need to compete, going to watch was still nice.
Besides, she had already made plans with Ying Qianqian.
Just as she was about to leave the courtyard, Pei Ruyi stopped her sword practice and stared intently at her.
“What is it, A-Yi? Do you want to go too?”
Having been taken in as a Direct Disciple, Pei Ruyi naturally didn’t need to prepare for the preliminary rounds of the Grand Tournament. Moreover, compared to watching the excitement, restoring her Sword Dao cultivation was what she should be focusing on.
Pei Ruyi’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she looked hesitant and fidgety.
“Junior Sister Ye…” her voice held a barely perceptible tremor, “C-Can I… also call you A-Qing, like Senior Sister Xiao does?”
Ye Luqing paused for a moment, a flicker of loss passing through her eyes.
She would rather be called ‘Junior Sister Ye’ than ‘A-Qing’; it was more comfortable to hear.
After all, ‘Junior Sister Ye’ didn’t necessarily point to the Original Host.
But quickly, she put a smile back on her face.
“Seeing as A-Yi is so good, let me tell you a secret, then.”
“A secret that even Senior Sister Xiao Qingxuan doesn’t know.”
Pei Ruyi blinked, her pretty face full of curiosity and hopeful anticipation.
Even Senior Sister Xiao didn’t know… but Ye Luqing was willing to tell her…
Didn’t that prove that, somewhere in Ye Luqing’s heart, she was slightly higher than Xiao Qingxuan?
Ye Luqing stood on her tiptoes and moved close to Pei Ruyi’s ear.
“After losing my memory this time, I suddenly recalled some things from my childhood.”
“Before I joined the sect, everyone called me ‘Qing’—the ‘Qing’ for cyan.”
“So, in the future, when we’re alone, you can just call me ‘Qing’.”
After speaking, she stepped back and looked plainly at Pei Ruyi, yet a storm raged inside her own heart.
Although veiled, her original name ‘Ye Lu Qing’ was her greatest secret.
“Qing…”
Pei Ruyi reached out, her hand passing behind Ye Luqing’s ear, gently stroking that beautiful cyan hair.
“Mm, I understand.”
“Qing.”
She smiled slightly, her pale cyan hair drifting in the wind, her ice-blue eyes startlingly bright.
“Good girl.”
Ye Luqing reached out her hand, and Pei Ruyi cooperatively leaned her head in, letting herself be petted.
“Remember it well. You can only be this well-behaved in front of me.”
“Mn!” Pei Ruyi nodded firmly.
This posture of hers, this yearning appearance, could only be shown to Ye Luqing alone.
…
Meanwhile, at the tournament arena.
Standing in the first row, Hua Sheng looked worriedly in the direction of Heavenly Sword Peak.
After watching Pei Ruyi descend the mountain last night, he had regretted it.
But even though he chased after her, he lost track of Pei Ruyi at the foot of Heavenly Sword Peak.
No matter how he searched, he couldn’t find any trace of her aura.
The Profound Firmament Upper Sect was vast. It wasn’t just the Eighteen Peaks, but also the various cave-heavens and Secret Realms created by Dao Venerables at the Dao Integration Stage.
With his Golden Core Peak Stage cultivation, he could spend a lifetime and never search the entire sect.
‘Ruyi… just where are you…’ he thought in his heart, heaving a long sigh.
“Senior Brother Hua, still thinking about Senior Sister Pei?” a voice came from beside him.
Hua Sheng turned his head to look at Tao Xiaoxian next to him.
As the first and second ranked Inner Disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak, great hopes were placed upon them in the preliminary rounds.
He smiled wryly and nodded.
“Don’t worry, Senior Sister Pei is definitely fine.” Tao Xiaoxian chuckled.
“I even made an appointment with her to participate in the Duo Tournament together.”
Pei Ruyi was a Direct Disciple. Teaming up with her meant they could directly enter the top thirty-two.
Besides, Ying Qianqian seeking out Senior Sister Ye to team up had also given her inspiration. If a Dual Formation Cultivator Team was possible, then their Dual Sword Cultivator Team would surely be even better.
Hearing this, Hua Sheng paused briefly.
Having been around Pei Ruyi for six years, he knew she was someone stubborn who liked to bear her burdens alone.
But no matter how great the problem, Pei Ruyi always turned peril into safety, and even advanced her cultivation further.
Thinking of this, he instantly felt much more relieved.
What he needed to do was focus on his matches. Once he passed the preliminaries, he would see a perfectly restored Pei Ruyi.
This was what Hua Sheng firmly believed deep in his heart.
