Ling Qingyue watched Meng Li pass by before her eyes. Her originally weary body instantly found a surge of strength. Watching that familiar pink figure bounce and hop ahead, Ling Qingyue tightened her grip on the longsword.
“As expected, isn’t that my good disciple…”
As the Outer Body Incarnation, Ling Qingyue thought of her true body. Why had her true body hesitated so much? Clearly, a single sword thrust should be able to feel the warmth of her blood.
“My good disciple, since my true body can’t bring herself to strike, then this Outer Body Incarnation…”
Ling Qingyue slowly drew the longsword in her hand. Even though she only possessed the Foundation Establishment Stage right now, relying on sword techniques carved deep into her soul, killing a mere Qi Refining Stage cultivator who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation would be as easy as flipping her hand.
“Those opportunities I got in the game, should I go get them or not? What if Shizun finds out, how would I explain…”
Meng Li was still hesitating whether to go directly and claim those hidden opportunity rewards within the sect, completely unaware of the danger silently creeping up behind her. Ling Qingyue’s eyes began to turn sharp and fierce. She was confident she could slit the other’s throat in one strike within ten paces.
“My good disciple, Shizun can only preserve you at your most innocent state…”
As Ling Qingyue spoke, a longsword thrust forth. Almost in the blink of an eye, her entire form charged behind Meng Li. Meng Li suddenly felt a bad premonition, wanting to turn her head to look back, but it was already too late.
Looking at Meng Li’s almost sluggish reaction before her, although a trace of hesitation flickered in Ling Qingyue’s eyes, she still struck down with her sword. Watching the sword-light pass through the other’s body, Ling Qingyue turned her head away, somewhat unable to bear it.
“Even without my true body’s emotions, a master and disciple bond is still…”
As the longsword was slowly retracted, Ling Qingyue turned around, trying to give the other a dignified end. Yet Ling Qingyue waited for a long time, but never heard the sound of a body falling to the ground. So she turned her head back in confusion, looking behind her.
“Could she have dodged my sword?”
Ling Qingyue turned around, only to discover Meng Li was still standing there, right in the same spot. Ling Qingyue instantly felt a flash of panic. She had clearly thrust her sword through, so why was the other still safe and sound like this? Even though she only had Foundation Establishment Stage power, it shouldn’t be like this.
“How exactly did you dodge that sword strike of mine…”
Ling Qingyue’s eyes began to turn ice-cold. She held the advantage in cultivation realm, and was even on the attacking side in an ambush. Yet the other had dodged so fast that even she couldn’t see clearly.
“Was this also within your calculations? Unfilial disciple…!”
Ling Qingyue waited a long time, but still heard no reply. Ling Qingyue, full of doubt, reached out a hand to touch, only to find her entire form passing straight through the other’s body. The Meng Li who had been standing there just moments ago was merely an afterimage.
“Wh-when did she leave?!”
Ling Qingyue was only slightly shocked for a moment before calmly surveying the surroundings. She found that there was absolutely no one else around. Ling Qingyue let out a sigh. Even wanting to make a decision in place of her true body was not such an easy matter.
“Does my true body really have to act personally…”
Actually, the instant Ling Qingyue’s figure dashed forward earlier, Meng Li had felt a breeze pass by. Suddenly, the scene before her eyes rapidly changed. She felt as if she had been suddenly accelerated.
“What! What happened? Hmm?”
“What a coincidence. This Old One has met you again~”
“Se-Senior…”
Meng Li glanced around blankly, discovering she was now in a completely unfamiliar place. Yet a very familiar voice rang in her ears. He Xian’er had actually suddenly come back for a return visit.
“Se-Senior Crane, what are you doing?”
“Hehe, pretending ignorance with This Old One? Of course, This Old One came looking for you for that thing~”
Meng Li was currently cornered against a wall by this He Xian’er, who was about the same height as herself. One of the other party’s white-socked little feet was propped against the wall, giving Meng Li absolutely no room to escape.
At the same time, He Xian’er’s other hand was restlessly, slowly reaching into Meng Li’s clothes, ceaselessly caressing the other’s soft lower abdomen. The gentle movements made Meng Li unable to hold back a sound.
“Mmph… mm… this isn’t allowed. This kind of thing between a human and a Spirit Beast isn’t permitted, but if Senior Crane insists and wants my body…”
Meng Li’s small face flushed slightly. She never expected she’d one day be kabedon-ed into a corner by a loli. She even looked at the other’s shoeless white silk-stocking-clad little foot propped against the wall. Meng Li had already imagined how she would properly enjoy those white silk treats when the other forcefully ravished her later.
But Meng Li waited a long time, and He Xian’er still made no next move. She just kept reaching out a hand to stroke the other’s lower abdomen, occasionally pressing and kneading. Regarding the words coming out of Meng Li’s mouth, He Xian’er raised her head with an innocent face, looking at Meng Li before her.
“Ah, what are you talking about? This Old One is only here for the Inner Core in your belly.”
“Oh? Th-that’s it?”
“Otherwise? Did This Old One have some other reason to seek out a junior like you~?”
Faced with He Xian’er’s teasing, Meng Li directly ran off to the side, putting distance between them. The expression that had been half-reluctant, half-welcoming instantly turned into firm refusal. Mentally, Meng Li was thinking, “Are you kidding me? If you’re not going to do the deed, why are you touching me all over?!”
“Pl-please, Senior, conduct yourself with some dignity! This disciple may not understand all great principles, but at least knows to cherish herself!”
“Tch, so troublesome. You humans really seem to value those rites, righteousness, chastity, and honor things. Aiya, it’s fine, there are only the two of us here, no need to mind such things~”
He Xian’er said as she walked over with light steps, but Meng Li just kept a face full of vigilance and stepped back. The two maintained a safe distance apart. Seeing this, He Xian’er also decisively stopped.
“Aiya, you junior, the Inner Core inside your body is originally This Old One’s. It’s only right and proper for This Old One to take it back~!”
“But you already promised Senior Sister Situ it would stay in my body!”
“Ssst, hmm. What the Spirit Crane Ancestor promised your Senior Sister is none of my, He Xian’er’s, business~”
“Senior, could it be you intend not to abide by the agreement!”
At this moment, Meng Li bore a completely righteous and sanctimonious look, as if she were some honest, promise-keeping cultivator. This left He Xian’er momentarily unsure how to communicate with the other. Her face darkened.
“Junior, don’t tell me you’re trying to teach This Old One how to do things!”
He Xian’er rubbed her forehead somewhat helplessly. Immediately after, a terrifying aura erupted from her. The pupils of her eyes turned a golden color. Overwhelming Spiritual Energy began ceaselessly erupting from her body.
Faced with such powerful oppressive force, Meng Li showed no fear at all. She stood her ground, intending to resist head-on. Because when facing this kind of situation, Meng Li was actually all too familiar with it. He Xian’er was clearly resorting to intimidation with power after failing to win the argument.
“If Senior wishes to kill this disciple and take the core, by all means, do so directly!”
Meng Li planted her hands on her hips, a look of calmly facing death. Seeing this, He Xian’er erupted with an even more terrifying aura. At the same time, the Spirit Beast phantom behind her also began to materialize.
“Since you’ve said so, if This Old One doesn’t kill you, wouldn’t that be a loss of dignity?”
“Disciple Meng Li seeks death!”
“???”
He Xian’er was panicking internally now. Mentally, she was thinking: Have disciples nowadays become this stubborn? Normally speaking, by the time she reached the second stage of her threats, they should have already stripped off their clothes and prostrated on the ground begging for mercy.
Meng Li, despite maintaining a calm surface, was also panicking inside. After all, in the game, it was usually over in one go. But now the game could only serve as a reference. What if He Xian’er’s temperament had undergone a massive change? If her personality had changed too, then she would definitely die right here for real.
“Why hasn’t she quickly begged for mercy yet?”
“Why hasn’t she quickly said her next line yet?”
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