Chapter 57 "The Fox Spirit" - A Relative Climbing into Bed with a Seductive Ghost

As soon as Bitao and Wei Danxin returned to the main hall of the Wenxin Pavilion, they sensed that the atmosphere had become much more tense than before, with the cultivators from various sects no longer interfering with each other in choosing their tasks.

The cultivators from various sects all wore solemn expressions, subtly protecting the leader of the Wenxin Pavilion.

Upon seeing Wei Danxin, the Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion immediately stepped forward from the crowd and walked up to Wei Danxin and Bitao.

He then bowed and clasped his hands in greeting to the two of them.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, Fellow Daoist Le."

Bitao smiled slightly, thinking to herself that this Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion was truly extraordinary.

As the senior disciple of the Supreme Sword Sect, Wei Danxin has repeatedly led teams to exorcise ghosts and eliminate evil spirits, and his missions have rarely failed. He is well-known to everyone, and it is common for him to be regarded as the number one partner.

However, in Yue Qingyao's memory, she had always been fortunate to have abundant resources from the Daoist Bu Er, and she herself did not have much of an obsession with cultivation. Therefore, she rarely went out to train with Wei Danxin in the past.

The last time Yue Qingyao was tasked with hunting the Soul-Slaying Bird, she only followed Lin Xuantu because she wanted to catch up with him.

Moreover, after only one mission, the real Yue Qingyao died on Mount Molan.

After Bitao and the others "chose a successor," they failed in their mission and didn't even return to Wenxin Pavilion to hand over the duties last time.

In all likelihood, Yue Qingyao and the Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion probably only met briefly.

Logically speaking, this pavilion master should not remember her at all, yet he can now accurately pronounce her surname.

He was impeccably courteous, and his voice was clear and melodious, so pleasant that it made one's bones melt and one's flesh tingle: "Now that fellow Daoists from all the major sects have gathered, please listen to what I have to say."

"The evil spirits in Kangquan City are causing more and more trouble. If they are not stopped, they may fester and eventually sink the ship."

"To be honest, several exorcism teams have already accepted the mission and headed to Kangquan City."

"However, I never expected that the evil spirit would grow so rapidly, and the number of people suffering from it would increase day by day."

"Moreover, the true form of the evil spirit resides in the dreams of the people. To capture its true form, one must enter the dream."

“The evil spirits feed on fear, malice, and pain.”

"The person who enters the dream will be affected by the evil spirits in the dream, and will be as if they have fallen into the underworld, repeatedly experiencing the most painful and helpless memories of their life."

“I’ve been busy subduing evil spirits lately and haven’t been paying much attention to Kang Quancheng. Now, the previous groups are trapped in the illusions built from their past memories after entering the dream, and they’re stuck in it and can’t get out.”

"In this time of chaos and turmoil, the human race is weak. We cultivators with supernatural abilities should help each other and treat all people as brothers and sisters."

"It is my duty to help fellow practitioners without hesitation."

"Now that I see the evil spirits growing more rampant, I have already sent people to inform the leaders and elders of all the sects."

"But before they come out of the mountains, stopping the evil spirits from growing stronger is still a matter of utmost urgency."

"I will personally lead the cultivators of Wenxin Pavilion to Kangquan City, and I also request the assistance of the righteous cultivators of various sects."

The Meteor Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him.

Bitao frowned as she listened.

No matter how beautiful his voice is or how pleasant his speech is.

However, it couldn't conceal the underlying coercive intent in his words.

Wei Danxin remained silent throughout, and Bitao knew without even looking that he must be stern and unyielding.

This kind of rhetoric might work on those hot-blooded, naive young men, but it's not so easy to fool Mingguang.

Although his natural talent is not exceptional, he is capable of balancing the forces of the Nine Heavens and dealing with officials in all realms. If he did not have the ability to see the crux of the problem and foresee the future, how could the ancient immortals have chosen him as the candidate for "Emperor"?

But at that moment, the leader of Wenxin Pavilion paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject.

"These many statements are not intended to coerce you fellow Daoists with the greater good of the world."

As Meteor finished speaking, he glanced around at all the cultivators in the hall, without raising his voice by the slightest, nor revealing any deliberate intent.

He simply stated: "It is not that I intend to use past favors to coerce you fellow Daoists into blindly charging into battle and dying with us. Rather, it concerns the lives of tens of thousands of people, and I dare not conceal anything in the slightest."

"The matter of Kangquan City is urgent, and I am now powerless and have exhausted all my options."

"...With no other choice, I can only implore you all to help Wenxin Pavilion delay the development of the situation before the sect leaders and elders set off to exterminate evil spirits."

"I already have a countermeasure against the continued growth of the Delaying Demon."

"Using the soul-guiding incense to connect with the five elements and the balance of yin and yang, a person with the ability to clear their mind and break through obstacles will enter the dreams of the people of Kangquan City to form an evil-slaying formation and awaken the people from their impurities."

The leader of the Wenxin Pavilion, Liu Xing, even took out the Oath Heart Stone from his pocket.

He held it in his palm, his expression solemn, and solemnly vowed: "I promise that all cultivators of the Wenxin Pavilion will be the first to charge into battle. If we encounter danger, even if it means our own death or the loss of our souls, we will definitely escort the cultivators of each sect out of the battle to regain their senses."

The oaths of cultivators are all recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound of thunder echoed from the horizon.

Soon, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky like a dragon, transforming into a beam of light in mid-air. After the meteor's words fell, it entered the Oath Stone—the oath had been certified by the Heavenly Dao.

In the main hall, cultivators from all sects were deeply moved by this.

Seeing Wei Danxin's expression relax, Bitao also felt relieved.

But that wasn't all. Guan Xing, the leader of the Wenxin Pavilion, held the Oath Stone in his hand and continued, "However, whenever it comes to exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil spirits, even if I have done all sorts of calculations and believe that I have the best plan, there will always be treacherous winds and waves and unpredictable crises."

"Therefore, this time when we go to Kangquan City, everyone will follow their own will; those who come will not be refused, and those who leave will not be pursued."

"Once the sect leaders and elders of each sect gather in Kangquan City to slay the evil ghost, all of you fellow Daoists will be able to retreat unscathed."

"Wenxin Pavilion promises that anyone who assists in this battle, regardless of their cultivation level, will receive one hundred Earth-grade spirit stones as a reward for their righteousness."

"Wenxin Pavilion will remember this kindness. If any of you fellow Daoists encounter danger in the future, the cultivators of Wenxin Pavilion will be willing to go through fire and water for you and help you in your time of need."

If what I said earlier was incitement or coercion, it was using morality to control people's hearts.

The last two conditions are the allure of profit and the temptation of power.

With this combined approach, not only the cultivators from various sects, but even Bitao felt that even for the sake of the last two conditions, it was worth taking the risk.

Not to mention that this Meteor Pavilion Master not only came up with a "perfect plan," but also promised that the Heart-Questioning Pavilion would be his vanguard.

It wasn't even about having cultivators from different sects unite to annihilate the evil spirit; it was simply about having them form an array to delay the inevitable.

Each person receives 100 Earth-grade spirit stones, and Wenxin Pavilion still owes a favor. With such a good deal right in front of them, who could resist taking advantage of it?

Sure enough, a cultivator quickly stepped forward and declared righteously, "I am willing to follow the Pavilion Master, to serve him as he pleases!"

Once the first one appeared, another followed. Lured by the promise of great profits and the assurance that "Wenxin Pavilion will repay its kindness in the future," people sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

"We are willing to weather the storm together, and we will help each other to the death!"

...

As if by prior arrangement, all the cultivators of Wenxin Pavilion gathered behind Pavilion Master Liu Xing.

Led by the Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion, he bowed to the cultivators surrounding him from all sides.

Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, "Why must the Pavilion Master do this!"

Amidst shouts of "Sect Master, please don't make us suffer!"

Yet he still stubbornly bent his back to the very end, bowing not to the heavens, but to the righteous men who were willing to help him.

His words carried immense weight, resounding like gold and jade: "I am deeply moved by the noble righteousness of my fellow Daoists; Heaven bears witness, and the people will forever remember this act of salvation. The road ahead is treacherous and arduous, but I am fortunate to have found such a kindred spirit!"

The cultivators of Wenxin Pavilion clearly had great faith and respect for their pavilion master. Following Liuxing's actions, they all spoke solemnly and bowed deeply.

When everyone arrived in front of Wei Danxin and Bitao, Wei Danxin stepped forward and reached out to support Liuxing's arm, preventing him from actually bowing to the bottom.

He said, "The Pavilion Master is compassionate and kind, like a lamp illuminating the shore. The Supreme Sword Sect is willing to follow the Pavilion Master's lead and obey his commands."

Upon hearing this, Meteor's eyes showed gratitude, but it was not exaggerated at all. He simply reached out and patted Wei Danxin's arm, without saying anything more.

Instead, he said, "A place to rest has been prepared for you all in the pavilion."

"The map of Kangquan City, dry food, protective magic items, and Taoist robes for changing along the way have all been prepared."

"We will rest and recharge tonight, and head straight for Kangquan City tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, everyone was even more willing, praising Guan Xing, the leader of the Wenxin Pavilion, and their respect for him deepened.

Wenxin Pavilion takes care of all these trivial matters, which not only saves a lot of trouble, but is also extremely profitable.

Everyone was guided upstairs to rest by the cultivators of Wenxin Pavilion, or to eat some food prepared by Wenxin Pavilion in the main hall. Some cultivators even gathered to drink, and Wenxin Pavilion had even warmed the wine.

Bitao carefully examined the celestial-faced, ghostly figure who moved effortlessly among the crowd, and her assessment of him rose several notches.

This person is truly a master strategist, controlling people's hearts. If he hadn't been born in this desolate world, he would be no ordinary being.

"What are you looking at?"

Wei Danxin instructed her junior brothers and sisters to follow the cultivators from Wenxin Pavilion to claim their rooms, but when she turned around, she found that her third junior sister was still standing there.

His gaze followed the star of the Pavilion of Inquiry into the Heart, completely focused.

He walked up to his third junior sister, and using his tall stature and broad shoulders, he completely blocked her view.

Bitao: ...

"What are you looking at?" Wei Danxin asked again.

His lips were slightly pursed, clearly because his third junior sister was constantly watching the others, which made him somewhat...unspeakably unhappy.

The Master of Wenxin Pavilion has a face like withered wood and a body like a dead skeleton. What's so interesting about him?

If one had to point out something special, it would be that Meteor is adept at using eloquent words and persuasive speech to win people over.

But none of this mattered to Wei Danxin. People from other sects might have great respect for the Pavilion Master of the Inquiry Pavilion, looking up to him with awe.

However, Wei Danxin was the son of the leader of the Supreme Sword Sect from a young age. He had abundant resources and was also sought after by others. He was arrogant and proud and did not respect anyone.

What truly moved him was not the clever "sweet talk" uttered by the head of the Wenxin Pavilion, but rather the method he proposed for dealing with the evil spirit Xi.

By drawing the soul out of the body, the Five Elements Exorcising Array is formed.

Wei Danxin originally intended to teach this formation to his junior brothers and sisters.

Now that such a suitable opportunity has arisen to personally join forces and ensure a certain level of safety, it is certainly not to be missed.

And the hundred Earth-grade spirit stones for each person are indeed tempting enough.

That's equivalent to them killing a hundred painted-skin ghosts.

But what exactly is Third Sister looking at?

Bitao: "...I didn't look at anything, I'm waiting for my senior brother."

"Has Senior Brother decided to go to Kangquan City together?"

Wei Danxin's attention was indeed diverted. He wanted to grab Bitao's hand, but because there were too many people, he twitched his hand in his sleeve and ultimately restrained himself.

He simply said softly, "Let's discuss this further in my room. I've already told my junior sisters and brothers to wait in my room. Let's go."

Actually, Bitao was lost in thought just now.

Her first impression of the Meteor Pavilion Master was that he was like a living corpse or a demon.

But now I see that even though he is resourceful and cunning, he acts with integrity and uprightness. Even though his face is terrifying, his demeanor is noble and extraordinary.

Such a capable person who controls the lifeline between the mortal realm and the cultivation world... whether he likes people or not is a question.

Most people in this world who are almost superhuman in their intelligence regard those around them as pigs, dogs, or fools, and would never love a fool.

His attitude towards Zhan Kui, the daughter of the former sect leader and a junior sister with whom he is engaged, is debatable.

Was he trying to flatter and harm him by being so lenient and protective?

Wei Danxin noticed that Bitao's gaze was still sweeping across the main hall.

Then he asked, "Or would you like to eat something?"

Bitao saw that the Thunder Sect members, who were with the Heavenly Drum Immortal, were surrounding the Pavilion Master of the Heart-Questioning Pavilion, talking about something.

She looked away and smiled at Wei Danxin, "I don't eat that much. My senior brother bought me so much delicious food just now, I'm already full."

Let's go.

The two walked upstairs side by side to the second level of the Wenxin Pavilion. They were led by a cultivator from the Wenxin Pavilion back to the room that the Wenxin Pavilion had arranged for them, Wei Danxin's room.

Although there were no valuable decorations inside the house, it was very clean and spacious.

The junior brothers and sisters were all waiting. After Wei Danxin and Bitao went in, they briefly explained to the junior brothers and sisters that they would not be going to catch the Painted Skin Ghost for the time being, but would instead go to Kangquan City with Liu Xing, the leader of Wenxin Pavilion, to deal with the evil ghost.

Wei Danxin explained and deduced the dangers that would be encountered when the soul leaves the body and enters the dream to form the evil-slaying formation, as well as the predicament of being affected by the evil spirit.

He then explained the conditions offered by Wenxin Pavilion, ultimately echoing the words of the Pavilion Master: "This journey is fraught with unknown dangers. You may follow your own will and come and go as you please."

"But if you decide not to go, you should return to your sect as a group."

"No one may accept any other missions without a leader, and no one may linger or wander outside, lest they encounter evil spirits or demons."

The junior brothers and sisters all came out with Wei Danxin. Without Wei Danxin leading the team, they really didn't dare to take on other missions on their own.

Now that ghosts roam freely, I dare not wander or linger outside.

But now that we're out here, there's no way we can just go back.

Wei Danxin was tempted by the hundred Earth-grade spirit stones, but she also knew how to weigh the pros and cons.

Most of the junior brothers and sisters are innocent and naive, and have not been cultivating for long. They have the kind of recklessness and bravery of a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.

After hearing Wei Danxin's explanation, not only did none of them back down and want to return to their sect, but they were already excitedly discussing how to use the one hundred earth-grade spirit stones they had obtained.

While explaining the situation to her junior brothers and sisters, Wei Danxin also carefully considered the possible unexpected events that might occur.

However, with the Pavilion Master of Wenxin Pavilion acting as guarantor and leading the team, and having already notified the leaders and elders of various sects to provide backup, there is indeed nothing to worry about.

So he explained the positions of the Five Elements Exorcising Formation to his junior brothers and sisters again.

Only after ensuring that everyone understood their attributes and their role in the Five Elements Exorcising Formation did he let his junior brothers and sisters go back to sleep.

It's almost midnight now, and even Bitao yawned.

As she walked out with her junior brothers and sisters, she felt the intense gazes behind her and turned around to exchange a glance with Wei Danxin.

Then he slowed his pace, falling a few steps behind his junior brothers and sisters, and pretended to adjust his boots as he squatted down, waiting for everyone to leave through the door.

He then slowly got up and looked at Wei Danxin.

When Wei Danxin saw her junior brothers and sisters leaving, she quickly stepped forward and closed the door while no one was looking back.

He left the peach in his room.

Just then, someone outside turned around and saw that the eldest brother's door was closed, but didn't see the third sister, Zhang Yuluan, leaving the room...

Her delicate and pretty face twisted in an instant.

His lips moved quickly and silently a few times.

—Those shameless dogs!

Just then, Lin Xuantu, who had been processing his emotions all day, mustered up the courage to speak to his second senior sister: "Second senior sister, tomorrow..."

As a result, he happened to run into Zhang Yuluan's temper.

Zhang Yuluan had nowhere to vent her anger, so when she encountered Lin Xuantu, this "living retribution" that could no longer be used to harass Yue Qingyao, she unleashed all her anger on him.

"Get away!"

"Just seeing you makes me annoyed..."

People really shouldn't do bad things, or retribution will be right before their eyes!

So annoying!

That same phrase again.

Lin Xuantu had just been shot in the chest with an arrow that morning, and before the wound could even heal, he was shot through the heart again that evening.

He was heartbroken on the spot.

The words, "Second Senior Sister, you won't have to ride that restless horse tomorrow. I've bought you a gentle one," stuck in her throat.

Lin Xuantu's eyes reddened, tears welling up within them. He clenched his teeth tightly to keep from shedding those pathetic tears.

How could this happen... How could it have turned out like this?

Does disliking studying culture and not being able to speak eloquently and eloquently like the senior disciple really constitute an unforgivable sin?

His feeling at this moment was not the bitter pain of "the one I love hates me".

Instead, she saw him as her only source of warmth, likened him to an elder, and despised his helplessness and panic.

He couldn't help but think of his mother, who died in her sickbed when he was still a wild boy.

He felt that his second senior sister was ill, just like his mother.

Illness is the most vicious, the most hateful, and the most monstrous thing in the world, capable of completely disfiguring a person.

His mother, who loved him so much back then, became annoyed with him after being bedridden for a while. She would beat and scold him, and even curse him to die.

But back then, many doctors were helpless with my mother's illness, and in the end, they could only let her suffer through it until she died.

Now, my second senior sister is also sick.

The feeling of utter fear and helplessness that had gripped Lin Xuantu's heart once again.

Is it incurable? Is it really incurable?

Back then, in order to treat her mother's illness, Lin Xuantu was even willing to sell herself, and consulted doctors who shook their heads and sighed countless times.

Now, Second Senior Sister... can't she be cured?

Lin Xuantu gritted her teeth, once again thinking about the root cause of her second senior sister's transformation.

He stood still, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.

It can be cured.

He was determined to try, no matter what.

So he resolutely walked to a room and exhaled all the courage and shame that had been contained within him at the door.

Then he crashed through that door.

What are you doing lying at the door?

After tidying up her boots, Bitao stood up and slowly walked to the door.

After closing the door, Wei Danxin, who had been standing there without even turning around to look at her, asked, "Are you going to sleep pressed against the door tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Danxin finally turned around from her position of leaning against the door and looked at Bitao, saying, "Fourth Junior Brother was at the door just now, but he's gone now."

Bitao smiled and looked at him: "Oh, Fourth Junior Brother is gone, and then what?"

"Senior Brother... what are you trying to do by locking me in this room?"

Because Bitao's tone was so tactful and ambiguous, Wei Danxin blushed after just a couple of questions.

However, it was probably because the two had held hands in the alley not long ago that gave Wei Danxin some "courage".

With his face flushed red, he reached out and pulled Bitao, who was standing not far from him, in front of him.

Bitao raised her eyebrows, deliberately pretending to be pulled off balance and bumping into his chest.

If it were any other man, even a slightly more normal one, he would surely embrace such a beautiful woman throwing herself into his arms.

What's more, the one throwing herself into her arms is her beloved?

Then Bitao was grabbed by the shoulder by Wei Danxin and gently pushed away.

Bitao: "..." Fine.

I knew that even if he kept gazing at me with such intense, almost tangled eyes, it would all be a lot of noise but little action; he wouldn't dare to do anything at all.

Bitao straightened up with Wei Danxin's help.

Wei Danxin's hands, which were supporting her shoulders, slid down her arms little by little.

He slid it to his wrist, grasped it loosely, and then moved it downwards, finally doing what he truly wanted to do.

They still held hands.

Bitao felt Wei Danxin's hands being held tightly, feeling the dampness and trembling of his palms, and thought to herself that there had been some progress, hadn't there?

Isn't it true that "in the blink of an eye," holding one hand has become holding two?

Both of them were immortals, over two hundred years old. Converted to the lifespan of mortals, well, over two thousand years old.

These two "old monsters," whose combined age is nearly five thousand years, are having a love affair... like two children playing house.

Wei Danxin held her hand, just like a raccoon dog would when it loves its owner, stepping on the softest part of the person's body, spreading its claws, and rubbing and rubbing.

Bitao really wanted to cooperate.

But it was probably too ticklish from being rubbed, so it started trembling in her shoulders, then her chest started trembling too, and finally she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

Wei Danxin: "..." He was so scared that he let go.

Bitao laughed so hard she bent over, and finally leaned against the door, banging on it.

"……why are you laughing?"

"What’s wrong with you?"

Wei Danxin was so flustered by Bitao's laughter that she felt like an ant on a hot pan, circling around Bitao.

She was flustered and blushing, so cute it was almost heavenly.

Bitao always thought ten steps ahead before acting, and she had long anticipated what Mingguang would be like once he became aware of love.

Thinking about it is one thing, but actually facing it is just too funny, hahaha...

Bitao is now incredibly grateful that getting him drunk back then didn't really cause any harm.

If you just sleep with someone, you might get temporary pleasure and satisfy your desires.

But if you miss the chance to get close to someone after being moved by Mingguang's feelings, then proceeding gradually and methodically would be like burning a zither to cook a crane, discarding precious jade to pick up pebbles, and wasting a precious gift.

Although Bitao is familiar with all kinds of human desires, she can "conquer the world" both on and off paper.

But it was also the first time in her life that she had ever talked about love with someone.

She had never imagined before that, compared to indulging in lust, these subtle changes in love were more captivating and enchanting.

She was lucky she didn't miss it; how could she bear to miss it?

After she finally managed to stop laughing, she leaned against the door and said to Wei Danxin, who was already trembling with fear from her laughter, "Did I scare you, Senior Brother? I'm just really happy."

"In this world, there are countless lovesick men and women, but how many of them are like you and me, destined to meet, fall in love, and stay together?"

Bitao looked at Wei Danxin with deep affection and said, "Senior brother, have you heard that saying?"

Wei Danxin walked to Bitao's side, extended a finger, and gently tucked back the disheveled hair that had been tousled when Xuanqu laughed loudly.

She asked softly, "What did you say?"

The two faced each other at close range. Bitao's red lips parted slightly, and she spoke words full of sincerity: "We met with a smile on the road to Penglai, and the beauty of the world is like dust..."①

Upon hearing such sweet words, Wei Danxin felt for a moment that her internal organs were about to fail due to lack of oxygen.

His hand, which had been brushing aside Bitao's hair, unconsciously landed on her cheek.

His face showed only a hint of bewilderment, but in reality, his heart was pounding with turmoil.

He caressed Bitao's cheek, cherishing and loving it as if he were holding the "worldly dust" that made him willing to sink into it, and from then on he was deeply mired in it, stubbornly refusing to see the truth.

The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes, oblivious to everything else in the world.

The atmosphere had already reached this point, and no matter what, something was bound to happen next – an uncontrollable moment.

Bitao waited with great excitement. They were very close, and Bitao could feel Wei Danxin's body temperature gradually rising.

His breathing became heavy, and the hand that held Bitao's cheek slowly changed from a gentle caress to a stroking with a hint of weight and desire.

He looked at her, his golden eyes like the blazing sun, locking onto her figure, as if he wanted to burn her up.

No matter how gentlemanly and dignified he was, he was still a healthy man.

Without the expectations of the heavens and the rules governing his words and actions, all his reactions were natural and genuine, and full of legitimate human desires.

His thumb traveled to the corner of her lips, his fingertip touching Bitao's soft lips.

Her eyelashes trembled like fans.

He even lost control for a moment, his thumb almost pressing into Bitao's teeth.

Bitao's breathing became rapid. She already liked Mingguang, and how could she not be aroused when the person she liked looked at her with such an aggressive gaze and caressed her?

But just as she slightly parted her lips, as if about to say something, Wei Danxin's fingertips unexpectedly touched her soft mouth.

Then, like a high monk who had fallen into a demonic state, he suddenly broke through his mental barriers and regained his senses because he was bitten on the fingertip by a "poisonous snake."

Bitao felt a blur before her eyes, as if her face had been covered by a robe sleeve.

My heart was filled with excitement and anticipation as I was about to be picked up and carried around the waist, whether on the bed or anywhere else.

Although Bitao also likes to follow the rules, isn't love just like this, where the wind rises from nowhere, the wind stirs up waves, the waves become tides, the climaxes rise and fall, and the tide ebbs and flows?

The next moment, she was indeed put her arm around the waist.

However, instead of being picked up, she was put around the waist and pushed out of the door that opened and closed rapidly.

A night breeze swept quietly along the corridor, and Bitao, who was sweating profusely from the rush of hot blood, was startled by the breeze.

The nose was almost hit by the panicked "door panel".

The door was tightly shut, and she could even see Wei Danxin still lying by the doorway through the light.

With his forehead pressed against the door, you could tell from his shadow that he looked like he had been overwhelmed by the shock and could not bear it.

She rubbed her face, feeling both amused and exasperated, and instead of knocking on the door to "scare" Wei Danxin again, she turned and walked towards her own room.

There has been significant progress today as well.

According to Bitao's guess, Wei Danxin quickly closed the door to her, originally intending only to hold her little hand and linger for a few more glances.

These days, everyone rubs their face, doesn't they?

Bitao, still savoring Wei Danxin's possessive manner, rubbed her face and happily returned to her room.

He pushed open the door, grabbed the teapot on the table, and gulped down half a pot of water.

I barely managed to extinguish the fire of anger in my heart.

There was nothing she could do; after all, she was in love with a gentleman who was a paragon of virtue, a man of self-discipline and propriety.

Bitao thought about how charming he would be if he were to truly succumb to lust in the future, and couldn't help but pick up the teapot and take another sip of water.

Before she could even swallow that mouthful of water, Bitao discovered that there was someone in the room!

Bitao had already reached for her weapon at her waist, but she quickly realized that the person sitting on her bed was Lin Xuantu!

Moreover, Lin Xuantu looked as if he had drunk too much, his face was flushed, his clothes were wide open, and his hair was disheveled.

He sat on the bed, his bare feet dangling to the ground, his gaze toward Bitao filled with gloom, like a seductive male ghost climbing into bed in the middle of the night.

"puff--"

Bitao coughed up blood and then spat out a mouthful of tea on the ground.

My first thought was that I had been so smitten by Wei Danxin that I had gone to the wrong house!

Bitao immediately apologized: "I'm so sorry! I was drunk and went into the wrong house!"

Bitao turned around and rushed out the door.

After rushing out, Bitao scratched her head and paced back and forth along the corridor.

The resting places prepared for cultivators in the Wenxin Pavilion are all named after constellations.

They carefully examined the gate that the cultivators from the Wenxin Pavilion had previously led them to.

On the side of the Supreme Sword Sect, the constellations are Tian Gang, with Tian Kui where Wei Danxin resides and Tian Gang where Zhang Yuluan resides in order.

Next comes the Heavenly Secrets, the Heavenly Leisure...

She looked at the house number again and saw that the room she was assigned to was marked with a small wooden sign nailed to the door, which read "Tian Yong".

That's right?

She didn't go to the wrong place.

Bitao stood at Tianyong's door, frowning. If she wasn't wrong, then Lin Xuantu must have gone to the wrong place.

Thinking of Lin Xuantu's strong smell of alcohol earlier, Bitao took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, and went back inside.

"I didn't go to the wrong place, Fourth Junior Brother, you're the one who went to the wrong place!"

We're leaving for Kangquan City tomorrow, so where is Lin Xuantu, drunk and running into her room in the middle of the night?

Lin Xuantu had already shakily stood up from the bedside, and once he stood up, his already barely concealed chest was wide open.

His clothes seemed to want to run away from home, even slipping down to his shoulders.

Let him go half-naked.

Whether Lin Xuantu is the Heavenly Fairy Binglun in the heavens or the fourth junior brother of Bitao on earth, he is a perfect match for her.

Putting everything else aside, at least his appearance isn't bad.

Although Binglun wasn't very bright, among the male immortals in the celestial realm, he was indeed a representative of those with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and outstanding appearance.

Bitao stood at the door and saw his appearance. She scratched her brow and glanced at him with an appreciative look.

However, she didn't close the door; instead, she turned around and left it open.

Lin Xuantu stared at Bitao with her rabbit-red eyes, then swayed as she got up from the bedside.

Bitao stepped aside to leave the room, intending to complain, but seeing a drunkard, she decided not to bother.

As it turned out, Lin Xuantu was probably really drunk, and he couldn't walk in a straight line, so he went straight for Bitao.

"The door isn't here, it's over there."

After Lin Xuantu walked to Bitao's side, he grabbed Bitao's hand that was pointing the way for him.

Then he gave Bitao a rather "ruthless" look, and pulled her towards the bed.

Bitao: "..."

After being dragged a few steps by Lin Xuantu, she realized that he was so drunk that he had lost his mind.

You've mistaken me for someone else.

Some even jokingly speculated that Lin Xuantu was trying to find Zhang Yuluan to offer herself to him.

They ended up going to the wrong house.

When she thought about the tense relationship between herself and Lin Xuantu, she wondered if Lin Xuantu would be terrified and heartbroken if he woke up tomorrow and found that he had gone to the wrong house.

Bitao thought that if Lin Xuantu woke up tomorrow and came to find her, she would tell her not to talk nonsense and to keep what happened tonight a secret.

Bitao must seize the opportunity to give him a good threat.

So that he will obediently work for me in the future and accumulate merit.

Although Bitao always opposed Binglun and even tried to mess with her mind in the first match by throwing a piece of Binglun's mark at her, she held a grudge.

And they have already planned how to retaliate.

However, this did not prevent Bitao from appreciating Binglun's considerable skill in martial arts.

And it won't stop Bitao from taking advantage of him before he breaks the Thunder Pattern Curse Seal in this realm.

Bitao was plotting how to blackmail him.

After being pulled to the bedside by Binglun, she pulled her hand away, crossed her arms, and looked at him leisurely.

I want to see how he'll actually offer himself up.

As a result, after Lin Xuantu stood by the bed, he remained motionless for a long time with his back to Bitao.

He was just... emboldened by alcohol.

He already... disliked his third senior sister, Yue Qingyao, intensely.

But... Lin Xuantu really couldn't think of any other way to help his second senior sister regain her senior brother and return to her former self.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth.

He took a desperate gamble.

He simply took off his shirt and threw it on the ground.

He turned to look at Bitao, took a few quick breaths, raised his arms, closed his eyes, and, with a heroic air of going to his execution, was about to hug Bitao.

Bitao: "..."

Bitao reacted quickly, reaching out and grabbing his neck.

Lin Xuantu's outstretched arms, having been choked, landed on Bitao's shoulders.

The two people stared at each other in this strange posture.

Bitao raised an eyebrow at him: "Fourth Junior Brother, how much did you drink?"

"Do you know who I am?" He reached out and hugged her.

Mingguang hasn't even held her yet, how could he let this bastard get there first?

Lin Xuantu was already extremely unwilling. After being choked, his body stiffened for a moment, recalling the memory of almost having his throat crushed when Yue Qingyao threatened him.

He hesitated for a moment, then obediently lowered his arms.

But now that things have come to this, and he's already taken off his clothes, is he going to run away now?

He quickly frowned, his voice slightly hoarse, and asked Bitao, "Isn't this what you wanted?"

He had no idea how much he had drunk; it was as if he had been fished out of a wine vat.

Bitao was already feeling the stench from him.

If you listen to him speaking incoherently, you can be sure he doesn't even recognize himself anymore.

He remarked that he and Zhang Yuluan were quite adept at having fun together.

He raised his other hand and slammed it into the main vein at the back of his neck.

Lin Xuantu couldn't utter another sound and collapsed to the ground.

Bitao caught his arm before his head hit the ground.

I originally wanted to drag him to the bed, but he was quite tall and, when he was drunk, he was like a lump of mud, with nowhere to put my weight on.

With no other option, Bitao hooked one arm under his armpit and lifted his legs with the other, then picked him up and threw him onto the bed.

After throwing the person away, Bitao pulled the blanket over him to prevent him from getting hypothermia and catching a cold after drinking.

He rubbed his head in slight pain.

What's going on here?

She wanted to be picked up and thrown onto the bed, but instead, she was pushed out the door.

I couldn't even get a good night's sleep when I got back to my room; I had to hold that bastard Binglun and throw him on the bed.

After wrapping the blanket around the person, Bitao glared fiercely at Lin Xuantu, thinking to herself: If you don't accumulate more merit for me in the future, I'll 'hold' you and throw you off a cliff sooner or later!

After finishing, Bitao came out of her room and, having no other choice, went to sleep in Lin Xuantu's room.

Fortunately, these rooms are all very similar, and unless someone specifically tries to remember them, no one will care who stays in which room.

I slept soundly through the night, but early the next morning, there was a knock on the door.

Bitao forgot about switching rooms with Lin Xuantu, turned over, stuck her butt out, and continued sleeping.

A moment later, the door was pushed open.

Bitao couldn't remember whether she had locked the door last night.

The visitor was surprised that the door opened as soon as they knocked.

"Fourth Brother, I saw a new horse, it's for me..."

"How could it be you—"

Before the man could even reach the bedside, he saw Bitao sleeping soundly wrapped in the blankets and immediately let out an impolite scream.

Bitao sat up in bed, wrapped in her blanket, and met Zhang Yuluan's wide-eyed, speechless expression, as if struck by lightning.

"What are you doing in Fourth Junior Brother's room?!"

Just then, Lin Xuantu, who had woken up early in the morning and found that she had actually slept in her third senior sister's room all night, jumped up from the bed in a panic.

It was still dark, and his third senior sister wasn't in the room. He couldn't remember at all whether or not things had gone smoothly last night.

I only remember a sharp pain in my neck, and then I don't know anything else.

Lin Xuantu, emboldened by alcohol, returned home when sober.

Thinking about what I did last night, I feel utterly ashamed.

How can a grown man, driven to desperation, offer himself up to the "demon"?

Thinking that before everyone woke up, he quickly ran back to his room and pretended that nothing had happened.

He wasn't even properly dressed; he only wore an inner garment and was carrying the rest of his outer robe, belt, and boots in his arms.

And so... he sneakily opened the door and came back.

As soon as she entered, she bumped into her second senior sister, who was sternly questioning her third senior sister on her bed.

The scene was quite spectacular.