There were many who admired the Immortal Venerable in the Cangwang Realm, but few dared to speak of it openly in her presence, especially a young maiden. The entire banquet fell silent. The Sect Leader of the Qian Yue Sword Sect’s wine cup clattered to the ground. Only the Qingluan Clan’s reaction was less extreme; their princess even admired her new friend’s courage. After all, the demon race didn’t have as many moral restraints as the human race.
“How much did she drink!” The Sect Leader of the Qian Yue Sword Sect saw the empty wine pot before her daughter and then glanced at the wine pot that had also been taken by her daughter. She immediately understood. This was the Immortal Brew that could intoxicate earth immortals! Yet, she, who hadn’t even reached the Earth Immortal realm, had drunk a whole pot and a half!
“Nonsense!” After the shock, someone instinctively looked at the other person involved in the topic. The Immortal Venerable sat high in the main seat, her expression unfazed by the words spoken. Perhaps, to her, who was closest to the divine realm, such matters were beneath her notice.
Someone let out a sigh. Recently, there seemed to be an unusual number of rumors surrounding the Qian Yue Sword Sect. Whispers began to spread. Yun Heng, with her True Immortal realm cultivation, could hear every word. The others, mindful of the Sect Leader’s presence, refrained from saying anything truly unpleasant, but their gazes held an undeniable curiosity.
Yun Heng exchanged a look with Lu Qiaoyi. Lu Qiaoyi immediately understood her meaning. Just as she was about to find a topic to change the subject, the Sect Leader of the Qian Yue Sword Sect grabbed her daughter and pulled her back.
“Immortal Venerable, please forgive her. She has a poor tolerance for alcohol and drank a pot and a half of the Immortal Brew in one go, so she began speaking nonsense,” the Sect Leader apologized.
“It’s alright,” Yun Heng replied.
“I wasn’t talking nonsense, wuh wuh wuh…” The drunken girl still tried to retort, but someone was faster and covered her mouth. Can’t you see the Immortal Venerable’s glare? This foolish child is truly muddled by drink. Acting brave now will only lead to regret when she sobers up in a few days!
Wen Qiwu held her wine cup, her head lowered in silence. Only when the focus of everyone’s attention was being half-carried away did she glance in that direction. For her, even being brave for a moment was something to be envied. Wen Qiwu silently drank the Drunken Phoenix Wine in her cup. The Qingluan Queen called it fine wine, but she inexplicably tasted a bitter, sour flavor, much like her current mood. It doesn’t taste good.
Wen Qiwu sighed softly, her voice barely audible. The wine, with its burning sensation, slid down her throat, and a strange heat rose from her stomach, scorching her consciousness. In a daze, she heard voices she had long suppressed.
Are you willing to hide your feelings in a place unseen until death?
I am not willing.
Wen Qiwu’s expression grew increasingly hazy. The alcohol fueled the desires in her heart, and her defenses had long been on the verge of collapse. My head is spinning… Wen Qiwu frowned slightly. She had never drunk wine with such a potent effect. Didn’t Senior Sister say this wine wouldn’t make people drunk? Why do I feel different? Did Senior Sister lie to me again? No, no… someone else lied to Senior Sister. The Qingluan Queen is a liar!
Yun Heng, hearing Wen Qiwu’s sigh, secretly looked towards her junior sister’s seat. For some reason, she felt uneasy. The banquet was rather dull, but the elders were quite talkative, chatting with the Qingluan Queen about their friendship since the Demon Emperor’s era. The Qingluan Queen had intended to investigate Wen Qiwu’s condition after the banquet, but when it ended, she was warmly intercepted by the only elder in the Wen Shen Sect with demon blood, and couldn’t escape.
When the banquet concluded, Wen Qiwu did not leave immediately. Seeing this, Yun Heng continued to accompany her, waiting until everyone else had left, the attendants cleaned the area with a purification spell, and quietly retreated, closing the door.
Now, in the quiet environment, only Wen Qiwu and Yun Heng remained.
“Qiwu, aren’t you going back yet?” Gradually, Yun Heng felt that Wen Qiwu’s condition seemed a bit off. She immediately walked to her junior sister’s seat and called out softly.
Wen Qiwu’s reaction seemed slow. She looked up, her expression carrying a hint of confusion. Her eyes, which seemed to be filled with water, looked innocent and pitiful, stirring a sense of tenderness in Yun Heng’s heart. Yun Heng touched her face. Indeed, it was very hot.
“Did you drink the Immortal Brew?” Yun Heng thought about it and dismissed the idea. Her junior sister hadn’t eaten much, and she was certain Qiwu had only had a cup of Drunken Phoenix Wine. But didn’t the Qingluan Queen say that wine wouldn’t make people drunk?
“Senior Sister~” Wen Qiwu spoke, her gaze fixed directly on Yun Heng.
“Let’s go back…” Just as Yun Heng was about to help Wen Qiwu up, her junior sister suddenly pulled her closer. Although Wen Qiwu appeared delicate, years of medicinal baths and body refinement techniques had made her physical prowess even greater than that of ordinary Integration stage cultivators. Yun Heng was caught off guard and was instantly pressed into the chair by her junior sister. But when her junior sister got closer, she could have pushed her away immediately, yet whether it was due to shock or something else, she couldn’t react in time.
Thus, she tasted a soft, warm sensation carrying the fragrance of fruit wine. Wen Qiwu’s kiss was inexperienced, even carrying the recklessness of drunkenness, yet it was sweet enough to make Yun Heng’s expression falter for a moment. It wasn’t until Wen Qiwu gently bit her lip that Yun Heng seemed to awaken. In a panic, she pushed Wen Qiwu away, her ears turning a deep red, unseen by anyone.
Wen Qiwu, unable to steady herself, fell to the ground. The fall was not light, and a flicker of pain crossed Yun Heng’s eyes. She comforted herself, My junior sister is just drunk.
Cold immortal energy poured down, and Wen Qiwu, sitting on the ground, shivered. The alcohol’s effect cleared by more than half. Wen Qiwu remembered what she had just done. She stared blankly at the ground, her body trembling slightly, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. I… I kissed her against Senior Sister’s will.
Her senior sister’s shocked and confused expression replayed in her mind. Wen Qiwu dared not analyze whether there was dislike in it, but her senior sister certainly couldn’t accept it, which was why she pushed her away.
“Qiwu, you are drunk,” Yun Heng took a deep breath. Her tone sounded relatively calm, and she used the excuse of “being drunk” to cover up what had just happened. As long as Wen Qiwu nodded, Yun Heng would treat the events of the night as an accident, and they would return to their proper positions as respectful senior and junior sisters.
“I…” Wen Qiwu’s voice trembled. But could they truly return to their original positions, pretending nothing had happened? Wen Qiwu understood that there was no going back, neither to a normal senior-junior sister relationship nor to the feelings she had hidden for so many years.
As if giving up, she whispered, “Senior Sister, I have feelings for you.”
“…Absurd.” After a long pause, Wen Qiwu heard her senior sister’s disappointed voice. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and her lower lip, bitten hard, began to bleed.
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Nice chapter