Chapter 21 "Master, do you like this strength?"

"Master, do you like this strength?"

"Are we almost there?" Ling Shu smiled, then turned to leave, lying on her side with her face propped up on her hand. Her clothes slipped off her shoulders, revealing her smooth, white shoulders.

Zhuang Jinfu was panting, sobbing slightly, his eyes filled with longing. He looked at her with restraint, hoping she would continue but not uttering a single word of pleading.

The fox, cunning and wicked, lifted her hand, showing her the silken threads connecting her fingertips, and whispered in her ear, "Want it?"

"You...you're so mean." Zhuang Jinfu pressed down on her hand, but her hand climbed up her arm and pressed down on Ling Shu's shoulder with force. The two looked at each other, and Ling Shu chuckled, hooking her arm around her neck: "Hmm? Are you going to rebel? My good master."

"Hmm...! You're too hasty, Master." Ling Shu tilted her head back and kissed him again.

After a kiss, Zhuang Jinfu turned away, but Ling Shu, still not satisfied, chased after him to continue. Zhuang Jinfu covered her lips with his hand: "You call me Master, but in your heart you have never regarded me as your Master. Ling Shu, a master and disciple should abide by human ethics."

Ling Shu bit her palm, her alluring eyes captivating her soul. Zhuang Jinfu was bewitched, and her hand slowly loosened its grip.

Ling Shu chuckled wickedly, "Zhuang Jinfu, what about your sense of morality?"

Zhuang Jinfu couldn't answer.

"Wake up, Ling Shu."

A clear, melodious voice echoed in my ears. Was this the past, the present, the future, or a dream?

When the chill sets in, Zhuang Jinfu will always be by your side.

Before Ling Shu's eyes was Zhuang Jinfu, whose hair was disheveled, clothes were in disarray, and who was caught up in desire, with boundless and gorgeous colors.

Ling Shu placed her hands on her shoulders and looked up at Zhu Li's lips.

But the kiss was cold.

The coldness of dry, rough palms.

Zhao Chi was tied up to one side, staring dumbfounded at Ling Shu's actions.

The Firebird Fairy was bound in the air by ice crystals, struggling but unable to use any magic power.

"Ling Shu, recognize who I am," Zhuang Jinfu said coldly.

Ling Shu's eyes went blank. She grasped the cool wrist that was covering her mouth and tried to pull it down, but the wrist wouldn't budge: "Zhuang Jinfu, you are Zhuang Jinfu."

Zhuang Jinfu: "..."

Zhuang Jinfu turned around, slapped the Firebird Fairy, and asked in a chilling tone, "How do you wake her up?"

The firebird was swatted away and flew into the wall of the house she had set on fire. A magical force pulled her back. The firebird fairy was covered in charred ash from the fire. She said triumphantly, "I'll wake her up. You let me go. What do you think?"

"How do we wake her up?" Zhuang Jinfu asked, his expression unchanged.

"If you grant her wish, she will wake up." Firebird looked on with amusement.

Then, she was thrown out again. The crumbling wall collapsed, burying her in the mud and making her disappear. But Zhao Chi could see that the magical ice crystals enveloping the Fire Sparrow protected her vitals.

"Absurd." Zhuang Jinfu raised his hand to slap Ling Shuo on the neck and shoulder to knock her unconscious, but Huo Que had anticipated this and raised her voice to stop her, saying, "If you faint, you'll never wake up again." After saying this, her head emerged from the ruins.

Zhuang Jinfu questioned, "Does someone who dreams of becoming the sect leader have to kill the current sect leader to wake up?"

Firebird: "Yeah."

Zhao Chi interrupted anxiously, "What if he doesn't wake up?"

Firebird laughed, "Die!"

As Zhao Chi recalled the past, his pupils widened in disbelief, gripped by deep fear, and his whole body trembled: "Then... wouldn't I... wouldn't I..."

Firebird laughed even harder: "My beauty, of course I'll help you with whatever you want to do."

Zhao Chi's eyes widened in horror as she struggled to break free of her restraints: "Why did you help me?! Let me die... let me die!" She finished speaking, but her voice turned to sobs, and she gradually choked up, unable to speak, tears dripping down her face as she sobbed.

"Crying? Why are you crying?" Firebird looked completely bewildered. "Didn't you want to escape from the family that beat, scolded, and belittled you? Didn't you dream of killing them? I brought you home and let you have your wish, so why are you sad?"

“They are my only two family members in the world, and they love me.” Zhao Chi said, tears streaming down his face, “They love me.”

Firebird said indignantly, "Is it love to hit you, scold you, and belittle you under the guise of doing what's best for you?"

"That's called controlling you, selfishly using you, binding you, and sucking your blood. You work odd jobs that pay a thousand spirit stones, but they want you to hand over eight hundred. You save money to go to school, to buy books to cultivate, and you work hard for a better future, but they scold you, saying you've gone stupid from studying, saying that women shouldn't study and should go to earn money early. Then they beat you and force you to give them money. After all that, you still say they love you?"

“They love me…” Zhao Chi’s lips trembled as he repeated, “They love me, they can’t help but love me.”

The firebird yelled at her, "Don't be silly! This isn't love!"

"This is exploitation! This is cannibalism!"

Zhao Chi was in utter agony. After living for twenty-five years, she had to be taught what love was by a heretical cultivator.

Ice Crystal silently approached Fire Sparrow's neck. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the sharp, gleaming threat of the ice crystal. Fire Sparrow stopped Zhuang Jinfu: "Heavenly Fairy, I didn't lie to you. Human desires are insatiable. A person has many beautiful dreams. Just choose one from among many dreams to satisfy. I know what Ling Shu dreamed about. She just wants to sleep with you."

A faint blush appeared on Zhuang Jinfu's fair face.

Looking at Ling Shu, who was clinging tightly to her waist and pressed against her body, she cursed, "Traitorous disciple."

Firebird was quite understanding: "I know that you, Celestial Immortal, cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness and cannot do such a thing. There is another way, which I don't usually tell people. It's settled then, I will help you, and you have to let me go. We'll make a fair deal."

Zhuang Jinfu seemed to have reached his limit: "Speak quickly."

Firebird said lazily, "These kinds of dreams are very common. Usually, there's a lot of foreplay in these kinds of dreams. You just need to kiss her and she'll wake up. Remember, it's no use if she kisses you; you have to kiss her."

Zhuang Jinfu looked at her with a sullen face.

Firebird was utterly wronged: "Really! Heavenly beauty, please believe me, I wouldn't joke with my own life."

The ice crystals under the Firebird's neck receded, but the magic binding her had not yet dissipated.

Zhuang Jinfu picked up Ling Shu and walked towards the courtyard gate. The gate was pushed open by powerful magic, and Hai Gu stood in the middle of the gate, facing Zhuang Jinfu, who was in a bad mood.

Hai Gu chuckled twice: "It's resolved, hahaha—welcome home, Immortal Venerable, please." She quickly stepped aside, and Zhuang Jinfu crossed the threshold and entered. The two people behind him were pulled by magic and transported into the courtyard one after the other.

Zhuang Jinfu carried Ling Shu toward the door, saying as he walked, "Throw that evil cultivator in the woodshed, and remember to drag the leopard in too, and lock it in the cage."

Where is the cage?

Zhuang Jinfu said impatiently, "Type one yourself."

Hai Gu pointed at herself and said, "Huh? Me?"

Once Zhao Chi reached the courtyard, the firebird magic binding her was severed by the ice crystals. Having narrowly escaped death, she watched Zhuang Jinfu carry Ling Shu away, then looked down at the garment in silence.

The moment she pulled Ling Shu out of the barrier, she clearly recognized herself for the first time.

She had vowed never to become like them, but their shadows were everywhere she looked. Even after they died, she couldn't escape their control.

She was someone who hid in the shadows, afraid to face the light. She was as black as the black clothes Zhuang Jinfu had given her.

Hai Gu went out to look for the cat, following its scent, but ended up in a maze-like alley. She found the cat, but couldn't find her way out. When Zhuang Jinfu arrived, he found Hai Gu trapped in the maze. After breaking the maze, the two returned.

When Hai Gu returned, she was stunned to see the aftermath of the fire all around her. Then she saw Ling Shu blushing and hugging something in the air, while Zhao Chi was bound and lying on the ground, with Huo Que straddling his waist and trying to rip off his clothes. Huo Que couldn't get him off for a long time, and Zhao Chi kept cursing and begging for mercy.

When Zhuang Jinfu came over and saw this scene, he was furious. He tied up Huo Que and Zhao Chi pulled him up, trying to wake Ling Shu.

Hai Gu was ordered not to leave the house, but she peeked through the crack in the door, and as long as the door wasn't opened, she considered herself not to have left.

"No one is allowed to come in without my permission," Zhuang Jinfu said to the two of them as he stood at the doorway, holding Ling Shu in his arms.

Ling Shu's eyes were lingering on her, his gaze fixed on her. He lowered his head, wanting to kiss her forehead, but one hand pinched her chin, preventing her from getting closer. Ling Shu refused and tried to knock the hand away. The demonic power clashed with the immortal power, and before the outcome was decided, Zhuang Jinfu had already pinched Ling Shu's chin until it was bright red.

Ling Shu complained, "You're hurting me!"

Zhuang Jinfu quickly let go.

Ling Shu tried to push her away because of the pain, but Zhuang Jinfu held her with one hand. Ling Shu's movements were too big, causing her to lose her balance and fall down with her. Zhuang Jinfu quickly protected her head from behind.

Their bodies, one hot and one cold, pressed against each other through their clothes. Zhuang Jinfu truly felt her softness. The usually calm and collected Chenwai Wuqingke was unusually embarrassed. He tried to get up by supporting himself on the ground, but Ling Shu pressed down on his back with her hand. In the blink of an eye, wondering what she was going to do, Ling Shu turned upside down and lay on top of him.

What else does she want?!

That's ridiculous!

Zhuang Jinfu completely forgot to react.

Ling Shu grinned and took advantage of the chaos to get close to Zhuang Jinfu's ear and gently bite her earlobe.

The tip of his tongue lightly licked his earlobe, causing a shiver to run through him.

"Ling Shu!"

Ice crystals grew wildly, encircling Ling Shu's waist, causing Ling Shu to float in the air.

Ling Shu complained, "It's so cold, Zhuang Jinfu, put your ice away!"

Zhuang Jinfu took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, dispelling the ice crystals, and Ling Shu landed on her arm, carrying her towards the inner room.

As he placed her on the couch and bent over, Ling Shu hooked her arms around her neck again, unwilling to let go.

"release."

"I don't."

"obedient."

I won't listen.

Zhuang Jinfu remained silent.

Ling Shu noticed her displeasure and said, "If I do as you say, will you do it again?"

Zhuang Jinfu pulled her down forcefully and restrained her wrists. "No."

"But I also want to see Master cry."

Zhuang Jinfu's thoughts, which had been pondering Fire Sparrow's words, were interrupted by this sentence. He almost gritted his teeth: "Ling Shu! Don't go too far!"

She was furious, but she didn't care at all. Ling Shu seized the opportunity to lean in and kiss the aloof immortal on the cheek, her eyes sparkling: "Are you trying something new?"

Enraged, Zhuang Jinfu released her hand, turned and walked away, but then circled back to the door.

"I knew you couldn't bear to part with me." Ling Shu smiled as she got up from the couch and rushed over, immediately reaching out to pull on Zhuang Jinfu's sash.

Zhuang Jinfu stopped her, sighed, and said, "Fine, but she won't give up." She called out again, "Wake up, Ling Shu, I am your master."

Ling Shu still looked as interested as ever.

She won't wake up. She can't be woken up. Does she really have to kiss her?

A sense of immorality overwhelmed her.

Her desire to defile her was nothing but an act of insubordination, and her overstepping of boundaries to be intimate was a sin.

She saved Ling Shu from the fire, sparing her physical pain, but she couldn't pull her out of the beautiful dream that symbolized desire.

She trapped her.

She has always been the one to save the besieged people, but now some people are trapped by their own desires because they love her.

This shouldn't be the case.

But this person's feelings were truly sincere.

"Zhuang Jinfu, I like you so much."

The person before me had eyes full of undisguised love.

What's wrong with liking someone?

Zhuang Jinfu remained silent for a long time. The pulse on the wrist of the hand that was clutching her sash was pounding rapidly, indicating Ling Shu's excited heart. Finally, she helplessly stroked Ling Shu's neck and met her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water. The latter happily accepted her touch.

"Close your eyes."

I want to see you.

"Please close your eyes for this moment."

“Okay,” Ling Shu closed her eyes, “you have to kiss me…”

A chilling aura swept over her, and she didn't finish her sentence.

The person she loved placed a gentle kiss on her lips.