Yun Lingyue took Yue Jin to the entrance of the Main Peak Great Hall. She indicated with a tilted chin, “Senior Sister is inside. Go in yourself, I won’t go in. I’m taking Tao Lan down the mountain to play.”
Yue Jin turned her head. “Is she the only one in this hall?”
“How many more do you want?” Yun Lingyue retorted, leaving decisively. “Isn’t Senior Sister alone enough? Cherish it.”
…She didn’t mean that.
Yue Jin stood before the hall doors. Just as she was about to push them open, she felt a strange sensation akin to being near home after a long absence.
Why on earth did she let Yun Lingyue tell her she missed her? This kind of thing, this kind of thing… she could have just said it when they were alone together.
Pushing open the door let in a sliver of light. The hall felt deserted, with only a few low murmurs.
“Fifty-seven, sixty-one…”
Fu Lingyi stood before a vast green jade table, spreading out thin paper, recording each artifact as it flew away, and counting the magic artifacts placed on the ground. She seemed so engrossed that she didn’t notice someone had arrived behind her.
Her tightly furrowed brows and straight back showed how completely focused she was.
Suddenly, the person sensed something, turned around, and saw Yue Jin.
Fu Lingyi, holding a brush in her hand, smiled warmly at the newcomer, her expression full of softness and affection.
The morning light swayed and shifted, causing the sheer curtain-like veils to lift at the edges, stirring up tiny amounts of dust on the ground.
A thought emerged in Yue Jin’s heart, one she dared not delve into deeply herself.
To be with this person for a lifetime, to continue days like this, perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad.
“Ah Jin.”
Fu Lingyi’s form of address for her had changed again, and she called it out sweetly, making it hard to resist.
“Come here.”
Yue Jin didn’t dislike hearing these two words. She scattered the thought that had appeared in her mind and quickly stepped forward.
Being with Fu Lingyi for a lifetime is impossible. Forever impossible. Unless… Unless this lie is never broken.
“You count for me, I’ll record, okay?” Since seeing her, the smile hadn’t left Fu Lingyi’s face. “I just counted up to eighty on the left side, that’s this one, you keep counting.”
Even if, even if it only prolongs the time of the lie a little.
Yue Jin thought to herself, Just a little longer, just a little bit more, long enough until I get tired of it, tired of this life.
Fu Lingyi looked at her, holding the paper. “Ready?”
A month from now, Baili Xianrong will come out of seclusion, will bring slaughter to Yaoguang Pavilion, and will bring eternal unrest to the common people.
Even if she recovers her cultivation base, she can’t quickly master the Ninth Heaven and stop her plan.
And a month from now is precisely the dao companion ceremony…
“Ah Jin? Darling? Why are you spaced out?”
Wrong, why should she save the common people? She’s the Demon Lord! The world calls her the Demon Lord, says her Qingyuan Palace is a demonic sect, causing her followers to be homeless, hiding everywhere, like rats scurrying across the street, hated by everyone.
Then why should she be so troubled about saving the world’s common people? Baili Xianrong, Yaoguang Pavilion, and all that, let them go to hell!
As long as Qingyuan Palace and Chongxiang Sword Sect aren’t harmed, she won’t interfere anymore!
She will follow her own heart, follow her own thoughts, she will live for herself.
“Ah Jin?” Fu Lingyi saw her standing still and silent, so she waved her hand in front of her. “Are you listening?”
Yue Jin seized her wrist, looking down without a word. This time, it was Fu Lingyi who panicked.
“Ah Jin, what’s…”
Her hand was pulled by a force. The paper and brush fell to the ground. Fu Lingyi didn’t struggle much before she was pulled closer to an enlarged face.
This same face, once dressed in seductive red, had grasped her chin and leaned in close, its expression solely one of provocation.
Now, however, it was filled with tenderness.
“Lingyi…”
“What is it?” Fu Lingyi’s presence felt weak. She leaned halfway over the table, her body stiff as she asked.
“You smell so good, did you put on some kind of perfume?”
“…No, it’s probably just the incense in the hall that lingered.”
Yue Jin tilted her head slightly and scanned her face up and down. “Your eyelashes are so long, like a fan.”
Fu Lingyi blinked twice nervously. “I haven’t paid much attention.”
“Your face is also so small, your nose is very straight, and…”
“Your lips, they look so soft.”
Fu Lingyi’s heart was pounding in her throat. She even licked her lips unconsciously.
This action stimulated Yue Jin. The next moment, that face leaned in.
Soft lips covered hers, joining together.
Yue Jin supported herself on the table with one hand, holding Fu Lingyi’s right wrist with the other, leaving Fu Lingyi’s body half-slanted, only her head turned to kiss her.
Their lips and teeth met, wrapped in thick warmth, causing their tongues to entwine.
Although this had happened once before, that was when Yue Jin was asleep.
But this time, she was wide awake, and it was she who had initiated it.
As they kissed, Yue Jin knelt on the tabletop with one leg, rising slightly higher than Fu Lingyi by half a head, forcing Fu Lingyi to tilt her neck back, revealing the elegant line of her throat.
They kissed passionately, beginning to tear at each other’s clothes.
Fu Lingyi was the first to snap back to her senses. She stopped Yue Jin’s restless hand and abruptly retreated several steps. Their lips separated, and they both gasped for air.
“Why…” Fu Lingyi asked. She didn’t understand why the person who had said “didn’t love” her just a few days ago would be so impulsive today.
“What does this mean? Could it be, could it be you pity me…”
“Pity? You think I pity you?” Yue Jin got angry. She hadn’t expected Fu Lingyi to be so timid, so afraid to believe this fact.
“But…” Fu Lingyi moved a little further away from her, turned her head, and peeked at her, her voice getting smaller. “But I don’t understand, you haven’t fallen in love with me yet…”
“If I don’t love you, I must pity you?”
Yue Jin furrowed her brows and questioned loudly, “Is there only love and no love between people? Clearly, there’s also, also…”
“There’s liking!”
Fu Lingyi froze on the spot.
She watched the person opposite her finish speaking, then become flustered and awkward, biting her lower lip and blushing.
The words she had just spoken were too sudden; only now did she realize and blush.
They looked at each other, neither speaking first.
Yue Jin asked herself inwardly, did this count as revealing her feelings?
Since she had decided to live according to her heart before the lie was exposed, saying this should be acceptable.
She just didn’t know if Fu Lingyi understood what she meant.
If not, she would just say it again.
“I…”
“I…”
They spoke at the same time, then stopped at the same time.
“You first.”
“You go ahead, Ah Jin.”
Now, neither of them spoke again.
The green jade table was like a chasm between them, cutting off the intimacy they had just shared and forming a clear boundary.
“I’m very happy.” Fu Lingyi looked at her with gentle eyes. Her shy expression added a touch of elegance and joy to her affectionate gaze.
“I haven’t been this happy in a long time. Since you came to the sect, life here hasn’t been so difficult.”
Yue Jin asked, “If life here is hard, why don’t you leave?”
“Because Chongxiang Sword Sect is my home.”
“But, if you don’t like Chongxiang Sword Sect , then we’ll leave this place later. We’ll go to the rivers and lakes, the mountains and valleys, no matter where we go, I’ll always be with you.”
Yue Jin listened intently. She knew Fu Lingyi understood her meaning and she didn’t need to say it again.
“Okay, after the ceremony, we’ll leave.”
To a place no one can find them, no longer caring about worldly affairs, just the two of them.
Let this warmth they couldn’t escape, continue for a little longer.
From this day forward, Fu Lingyi found the taste of intimacy addictive. Whenever she had free time, she would cling to Yue Jin, wanting kisses, completely disregarding the stares of the other disciples in the sect. Even Shui Yiqiu was puzzled when she saw them, impressed by Chongxiang Sword Sect ‘s open-minded sect customs.
It was only Yun Lingyue who was left pitiable. All the remaining affairs were bundled onto her alone, handling the inventory until her head ached, and she still had to help Senior Sister prepare for the dao companion ceremony matters. Only Tao Lan stayed with her, happily running around nearby, circling her, bringing her a little bit of liveliness.
“Ah Jin,” Fu Lingyi sat next to Yue Jin on the big stone where she basked in the sun, pointed at her own lips with a finger, tilted her head, and leaned closer. “Help me see, is there something here?”
“Yes.” Yue Jin nodded solemnly. “There’s the mark of where I just kissed you. So can you be quiet for a while?”
When Fu Lingyi heard this, not only did she not get upset, she cupped her face and looked into the water. “A mark? Where? It wouldn’t be good if others saw it. I have to collect it…”
“Fellow Daoist Fu, Fellow Daoist Yue, what are you two doing here?” Shui Yiqiu came over at this time to find Yue Jin for her daily medical treatment but happened to see them together, so she spoke up to interrupt.
Yue Jin’s eyes lit up.
Fu Lingyi’s face immediately fell. Recently, she had noticed that whenever Yue Jin encountered Shui Yiqiu, she would show a strange excitement.
Yue Jin didn’t notice her change and moved over a little. “Are you here to find me?”
“Naturally,” Shui Yiqiu was polite and didn’t insert herself between the two of them. She didn’t sit down. “Fellow Daoist Yue, how is your leg today? Did you take the elixir?”
“I’m much better. How about you? How was your cultivation today?”
Fu Lingyi secretly frowned. Yue Jin had never cared about her like this usually.
“Thank you for your concern. I practiced my sword.”
“Then your sword techniques, could they…” Yue Jin hadn’t finished speaking when she heard an “Ow” from beside her.
She quickly turned her head. “What’s wrong?”
Fu Lingyi covered her wrist and slowly brought it under Yue Jin’s eyes. “It hurts.”
“Why would your hand hurt all of a sudden?” Yue Jin took it and saw a small scratch on the fair wrist. She gently blew on it. “What scratched it? A leaf?”
Fu Lingyi stared at her actions and nodded slightly.
Shui Yiqiu was very perceptive. “Then I won’t disturb you. I’ll come back later to treat you.”
“Don’t…” Yue Jin hadn’t finished speaking when the person was about to leave. She was about to stop her, but before she could lift her arm, Fu Lingyi pressed it down.
“This side hurts too.”
“Where? Did you scratch your other hand too?” Yue Jin couldn’t attend to both ends and could only look at her first. “Wait, I’ll call Shui Yiqiu back and ask her to put some medicine on it.”
Fu Lingyi thought to herself, How can that happen? I just managed to get rid of her.
“No.” She shook her head repeatedly, put her arms around Yue Jin’s waist, hugged tightly, clung to her completely, leaned forward, and rubbed her cheek against Yue Jin’s.
Then, she pressed her down.
“You’re not allowed to call her back.”
“This little mark isn’t enough. Let’s kiss again.”
Thanks for the chapter