I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 88

The fragments gathered and scattered like quicksand.
As the scene before her was about to shatter, Yan Huirou finally called out in a low voice, “Enough. Can you stop?”
As if her words were law, in an instant, all the fragments froze in place.
A deep and dark gate appeared before her eyes, and her entire body passed through it, returning to the tranquil lake from before.
The Bai Ze was lying not far from her, as comfortable as if it were basking in the sun. But its eyes, which held both divinity and bestiality, stared unblinkingly at Yan Huirou as she emerged from the gate in a panic.
“Child, why didn’t you continue?”
Yan Huirou’s footsteps paused, and she clutched her sleeves. “…Why did I see her past? I wanted to see my own.”
The Bai Ze tilted its head.
Yan Huirou turned halfway, her expression a little cold. “Even if you are a mythical beast, it’s not proper to pry into people’s memories like this, is it?”
“But your heart said it wanted to continue to understand.” The Bai Ze wrapped its tail around the boundary stone at the entrance. “Yan Huirou, this is your world. Perhaps the person you saw has a deep bond with you.”
Yan Huirou: “Wanting to see and being allowed to see are two different things. The Sect Master never said she wanted to tell me these things.”
She pressed her lips together and, regardless of her composure, said, “…I’ll be leaving now.”
Her turning steps were a little panicked.
The Bai Ze’s reminder came from behind her, “This space will not disappear. If you want to come, you can come and sit anytime.”
I don’t want to come back. When Yan Huirou reached the end, she squeezed her cold, sweaty palm.
Her heart was pounding. She spread her hands, tore open the void, and walked in, her consciousness completely falling into darkness.
When she woke up again, she felt very hot.
It wasn’t the unavoidable scalding of the Flaming Mountain, but a deep-seated, unusual, humid heat.
Yan Huirou opened her eyes in a daze. She reached down and felt a soft velvet, like a pile of fabric cushions.
But what was very bad was that her chest was cool again.
Yan Huirou looked down. It was open.
This reminded her of that terrifying illusion, and her stomach began to cramp again.
But the surroundings were very familiar. It was the bedchamber they usually shared in the Shasheng Sect.
Just as she was wondering if the surroundings were real or fake, a floating, faint fragrance came.
The woman beside her reached out and touched her brow—Yan Huirou blinked in a daze, only then realizing that Jiang Xidai was right beside her.
“Awake? Do you know how long you slept? The secret realm is already over. That Sister Su of yours has already gone back.”
These words made Yan Huirou suddenly feel a sense of relief.
Thank goodness, I’m back.
The tender little face of the girl she had seen in her memories gradually overlapped with the stunningly beautiful face of today.
One glance, as if across ten thousand mountains and rivers, looking back over many years of time.
After a long while, Yan Huirou suddenly reached out and hugged Jiang Xidai, almost hanging onto her waist, and then her eyes welled up, and she began to cry silently.
Jiang Xidai stiffened, then quickly relaxed. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing,” Yan Huirou turned her face.
“If it’s nothing, why are you crying?”
Yan Huirou said, “I missed you a little.”
Hearing this, Jiang Xidai raised an eyebrow and pressed a knuckle against Yan Huirou’s forehead. “Stop crying. You’re getting water all over me again. It’s very tiring to change clothes every shichen.”
Yan Huirou didn’t listen and just buried her face in her, rubbing against her. “How could that be… did I cry in my sleep too?”
“Mm, no, you didn’t.”
Yan Huirou looked up with red-rimmed eyes and noticed something was wrong.
It was still so hot. The heat didn’t seem to be dissipating, but was getting stronger with each wave.
Not only were her own clothes undone, but Jiang Xidai’s also seemed to be a bit messy.
She held her breath and looked closely, her gaze suddenly landing on the woman’s slightly open collar—it was full of rich red marks.
And on her own chest, with a rough glance, there were also a few scattered ones.
Yan Huirou was stunned.
She quickly subtracted the overlapping parts of the two people in her mind and found that the ones she had bitten were not a small proportion.
With Yan Huirou’s tight embrace just now, their soft bodies pressed against each other, and the lip marks overlapped, like a kiss that followed one after another.
The woman’s fingers, like breaking a plum blossom branch, twirled the soft black hair at the back of her neck.
Those few strands of hair tickled Yan Huirou’s neck lightly.
Once, then again, slowly.
Finally, it formed a loop and silently tightened around her neck.
Yan Huirou grew even hotter. She smelled the familiar scent of Jiang Xidai, and her teeth began to ache and itch. She couldn’t help but want to bite down.
And she actually did. In a daze, she straightened the woman’s shoulders and bit down on the pattern that spread from her shoulder.
She heard Jiang Xidai let out a light gasp.
“As expected, you’re biting again.”
Her hair tightened, and Yan Huirou was pulled back, her head tilted up. She also began to breathe heavily.
“Sect Master…” Tears welled up in her eyes. She looked up with a watery gaze and asked with a trembling breath, “Why am I like this?”
“Ever since you fainted, you’ve been like this, rubbing and biting. Your blood is very hot, and there seems to be something else wrong.”
“Perhaps it’s because of the awakening of your divine blood,” Jiang Xidai said. “I thought I would try to simply alleviate it for you… but I didn’t succeed. Now it seems to be even worse, like adding fuel to the fire.”
Yan Huirou turned and buried her face in the bedding, a pink flush on her collarbone. She had no idea what she had been like when she was unconscious, but she wasn’t very willing to think about it in detail, so she just lay there anxiously.
She pressed her legs together and straightened them. “Sect Master, you… come closer.”
Jiang Xidai’s gaze fell on her, and she couldn’t help but curve her lips. “Just a moment.”
Jiang Xidai turned her face away, her expression suddenly disgusted, but it was directed at the chattering System in her mind.
System: [Host, the plot has seriously deviated—]
“You only just realized?”
[Beep beep! Detected that it is not the Host’s plot point—]
“Shut up.” Jiang Xidai calmly got off the bed, rummaged under the cabinet, and after a rustling sound, she finally picked up a torn red shirt with satisfaction and draped it over her arm.
The System scanned Jiang Xidai’s actions and found that the main villain had picked up a dual cultivation manual in front of the female lead.
“Yanyan, this is also your fortune,” Jiang Xidai sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the characters on the clothes, and read it over carefully. “I said you weren’t allowed to learn it, and I pressed it at the bottom of that chest and didn’t bother with it again. You really didn’t touch it at all.”
[Beep beep—]
“Ugh… I…”
Jiang Xidai smiled faintly. “Too passive. It’s easy to miss the opportunity like this.”
She leaned over, one hand on Yan Huirou’s lower abdomen, and slowly rubbed it to relieve her. “Is this better? Hm?”
[Beep beep—]
[Female Lead favorability +1]
[Beep beep—]
Jiang Xidai felt the heat coming from Yan Huirou’s body, smiled faintly, and closed her eyes. “If you make another noise, I’ll go and castrate the male lead, make him half-crippled, then pick a dark brothel and sell him. Although that boy will probably still run out because of his halo, it will still be an enriching life experience, how about it?”
“You won’t let me follow this plot—fine.”
Her lips parted slightly, and because the curve of her mouth didn’t change much, these few words were spat out with particular harshness, full of venom. “Then no one will.”
The System fell silent.
Jiang Xidai’s vision went black, and a sharp pain shot through her heart, as if several hairpins had been inserted into it.
A line of fresh blood flowed from the corner of her lips, but she wiped it away indifferently and moved her hand up, saying to Yan Huirou, “You’ve grown a lot. Here.”
[Beep! Female Lead favorability +1]
The System seemed to have overloaded. It had shut down the warning module, leaving only the scanning function.
It detected that the villain Host was talking trash to the female lead, and the female lead’s favorability was still shooting up. But it was powerless to stop it and could only temporarily go offline.
At this moment, Jiang Xidai was already kissing Yan Huirou. Fresh blood overflowed from her mouth, and Yan Huirou seemed to have noticed, asking her with concern in a daze, “Sect Master? How did you get hurt…”
During a brief break for air, Jiang Xidai answered gently, “Don’t be afraid. A small injury. You bit me.”
The sharp pain in her heart intensified for a moment, but then it quickly receded. Jiang Xidai closed her eyes and smiled. As she kissed Yan Huirou, she reached out and took off her clothes.
And at the same time, she thought with relish, I see.
She knew.
This was probably the System’s limit. It could give her pain as a warning, and speak so righteously, but in reality, it was powerless to stop her from anything.
Otherwise, it should have completely erased her consciousness the first time she deviated from the plot.
But this level of pain was really nothing to Jiang Xidai. She just didn’t like pain, but she had long since developed the habit of being able to maintain an attack or stay clear-headed even in intense pain.
Yan Huirou was completely unaware of the struggle that had just occurred on Jiang Xidai’s side. The woman’s so-called “alleviation” was like a pile of firewood. She was burning so much she was in a state of ecstasy, almost losing her physical form, about to turn into a wisp of green smoke from the flames.
But she was very at ease. There was always support at her waist, and when she reached out, there was always an embrace.
But her vision was really blurry. She couldn’t even get a good look at Jiang Xidai. Her consciousness was hazy, and then a pale white light came.
This is?
Yan Huirou’s body felt light again.
She had returned to the pure land left behind by the Bai Ze.
But there were no longer three large gates before her, and the Bai Ze was nowhere to be seen, only a tall and towering “Past” gate, as silent as a mountain, the boundary stone glowing with a faint light, as if inviting her to enter.
Yan Huirou: “…”
Is this really a fortune? Why does it feel like heaven sent it specifically to torment her? Why did it suddenly pull her soul out at such a critical moment, and she can’t feel anything?
So on Jiang Xidai’s side, she must have fainted…
Yan Huirou rubbed her brow, feeling very embarrassed.