Fang Ruotang, a frail and unremarkable girl from the Prime Minister’s household,
one day found herself pestered by a tiny, cutesy creature called the Mirror of Reversal—
and it star...
"No, I have something to do these next few days." Fang Ruotang told Ye Wuxia about Su Xiaowan's situation.
Ye Wuxia had heard about it before and was not surprised, but she was somewhat worried.
"Can people like them just take over other people's bodies?"
"Of course not! They don't have that kind of power. But Little Mirror said that I used to be able to easily strip people of their souls and seize their bodies. He also told me before that if I really couldn't find any rare and precious materials to cleanse my family's spiritual roots, I could just go to the cultivation world and steal them directly. Anyway, the cultivation world follows the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak."
Ye Wuxia didn't think there was anything wrong with Fang Ruotang's naive and cruel words, and nodded casually, "I'll go with you then."
"No need! It's not that serious. I have no intention of stealing other people's spiritual roots or cutting off their path to ascension. At most, I'll just covet the treasures they possess. Besides, I still have the Human Emperor Banner."
Fang Ruotang excitedly took out the Emperor's Banner and showed it off to Ye Wuxia.
Ye Wuxia took it in his hand and examined it carefully. There were some complex and difficult-to-understand runes on the flag. When he held the talisman, he could vaguely sense that these runes seemed to be alive, like flowing water.
"I……"
"What's wrong?"
Fang Ruotang leaned closer, her chin almost resting on Ye Wuxia's arm.
Ye Wuxia lowered her eyes to look at Fang Ruotang, who had a curious expression and was as endearing as a kitten, her eyes filled with smiles.
"I think I can use this." Ye Wuxia wasn't quite sure.
Fang Ruotang raised her chin in surprise, "Really? Then you try it. I've hidden someone inside. See if you can communicate with her."
Based on her intuition, Ye Wuxia actually made contact with Su Xiaowan inside the Human Emperor Banner.
How can he use it?
The Human Emperor Banner is a magical treasure in the cultivation world. You raised the six masters yourself; do you think their level would be low?
Fang Ruotang blinked and gave a perfunctory compliment, "You're so amazing!"
Ye Wuxia chuckled lightly. Since she hadn't regained her memories, she was still a little curious about the Emperor's Banner in her hand, and carefully examined it from left to right.
[The mortal realm—the cultivation realm—the immortal realm—the divine realm, and you are above all the gods. Not to mention your lord and the others, even your brother-in-law, once his divine soul returns to its place, can seize the Human Emperor's Banner and refine it into his weapon.]
So that's how it is! So what am I, really?
In short, you can control all three thousand worlds, large and small, at any time; just know that.
Fang Ruotang felt something was strange and, after thinking for a moment, came to a conclusion.
I suspect you're hiding something from me.
No, how could that be? Don't overthink it.
The little mirror wiped away non-existent sweat in the air. The adult was recovering better and better, and she was becoming increasingly difficult to fool.
Ye Wuxia stared at the Emperor's Banner in her hand, but her thoughts were drawn to the conversation between Fang Ruotang and the little mirror.
If Fang Ruotang is really that powerful, then who could damage her soul to this extent?
Judging from the way Xiao Jingzi is avoiding the question, it's impossible to get an answer from Fang Ruotang. He can only wait until he can communicate with Xiao Jingzi in the future before asking him for an answer.
"Alright, we're home. I'm going back now. Give me the Emperor's Banner!" Fang Ruotang took the Emperor's Banner and shoved it back into the little mirror, telling him to keep it safe.
Just as Fang Ruotang was about to leave gracefully, Ye Wuxia grabbed her wrist and led her into the alley next door.
Fang Ruotang asked, puzzled, "Why go through the side door?"
"It's been several days since we last met, don't you want to get closer to me?" Ye Wuxia tilted her head and stared intently at Fang Ruotang, her eyes filled with affection.
Fang Ruotang suddenly realized.
"Oh, so you wanted a kiss? You should have said so earlier!"
Then, she took the initiative, pulling Ye Wuxia a few steps deeper into the alley before pushing her against the wall and kissing her on tiptoe.
Ye Wuxia bent down and lowered her head to cooperate, hooking her arm around Fang Ruotang's waist and pulling her directly into her embrace.
Before Fang Ruotang could react, Ye Wuxia pried open her teeth and invaded her with her burning lips, filled with intense desire that almost devoured her.
Ye Wuxia's breathing quickly became heavy, suppressed and restrained.
Fang Ruotang's fingers curled uncontrollably, tightly gripping Ye Wuxia's clothes. The two stood in a position that seemed to make her appear to be pressing down on him and doing whatever she wanted. In reality, the moment she was kissed, her waist went limp, and she pressed herself tightly against him.
Fang Ruotang's face flushed pink with embarrassment; she was so delicate and soft that one wanted to bully her.
"I want you so much!" Ye Wuxia couldn't help but express her desire as she kissed him.
Their lips met in a suggestive kiss, creating an extremely alluring scene.
Fang Ruotang felt her scalp tingle under Ye Wuxia's gaze, as if she was about to be devoured by him. She shyly glanced away and reminded him in a sweet voice, "Don't do anything rash. We're outside, and someone could come at any time."
Ye Wuxia had a very straight nose. He bent down and put his arm around Fang Ruotang, gently rubbing the tip of her nose. His voice was deep and seductive as he pleaded, "I won't do anything inappropriate, but will you come back to the Ye residence with me tonight?"
Fang Ruotang's voice trembled as Ye Wuxia teased her.
There was some interest, but no action was taken.
"Once the new house is furnished, we'll be there..."
A flicker of surprise flashed in Ye Wuxia's bloodshot eyes. He licked his lips restrainedly and asked incredulously, "Do you mean what I think?"
"……yes!"
Ye Wuxia took a deep breath and lowered her head again to kiss Fang Ruotang's lips.
Lips and teeth intertwined, and soon the alleyway was filled with sounds that made one blush and their heart race.
Only when Fang Ruotang was almost out of breath and kept pounding Ye Wuxia's chest with her small fists did he step back a little, and a strand of silver thread even appeared at the corner of their mouths.
He raised his hand and gently rubbed Fang Ruotang's lips, asking urgently, "You're not lying to me?"
Fang Ruotang, panting, glared at him coquettishly.
"Do you want to murder me?"
Ye Wuxia pinched Fang Ruotang's waist, licked her lips, and revealed her burning love without reservation. She said urgently, "I believe you. Don't lie to me."
Fang Ruotang gave a snort, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't keep her word?"
Ye Wuxia lowered her head, resting her forehead against Fang Ruotang's, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're so good!"
Fang Ruotang lightly raised her eyes, glanced at everyone, and chuckled softly, "I've always been fine."
Fang Ruotang, who had always wanted to learn how to seduce men but could never quite master it, almost stole Ye Wuxia's soul with a single, unintentional glance, especially since her face was flushed with desire from his kisses.
Thinking of this, Ye Wuxia's heart pounded wildly, her blood rushed to one point, and she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
But this was an alleyway by the side gate of the Prime Minister's residence, where maids and servants would occasionally pass by while shopping. He was both unrestrained and restrained, pressing Fang Ruotang's lower back and forcefully pushing her against himself.
Fang Ruotang pursed her lips, her face flushed and she looked away, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, "You... tone it down a little!"
Ye Wuxia chuckled softly, a surge of joy welling up from her chest, sending shivers down Fang Ruotang's spine. Her already flushed face became even more radiant than the most beautiful spring flowers in March.