wild cherry
You Youju waved her hand, setting up a barrier for Zhu Xun.
"I thought the beauty was enjoying herself with the two princes," he said, covering his mouth with a smile.
You Youju sized him up. She had read in a book that this demon was shrouded in dark aura, extremely ferocious, and loved to write melodramatic stories to capture people and act them out, until its demonic energy devoured them completely. It seemed that the tree demon now possessed powerful magic, but had not yet gone mad, so its appearance remained unchanged.
You Youju raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Talking about beauties, loving beauties. I think the beauty is right in front of me."
The maple tree spirit was caught off guard, and its steps froze slightly.
You Youju stepped forward, looking down at the maple tree demon: "I rarely feel no pity for beautiful people. Will you hand over the Floating Rain Spirit Jade fragment yourself, or shall I do it?"
He gripped the maple tree spirit's neck, and the spirit's eyes flashed with astonishment: "You...what!?"
You Youju chuckled: "How would I know? It's none of your business. The writing is so bad, it makes me sick just looking at it."
The maple tree spirit, enraged and embarrassed, retorted, "You seem quite engrossed in your work!?"
Just as he was about to retaliate, he felt a tightness all over his body. The Crimson-tailed Serpent Bone had somehow wrapped around him, and the Maple Leaf Demon could almost see a giant serpent flicking its tongue at him.
He was startled and dared not make a move: "If you kill me, they won't wake up!"
You Youju laughed, her eyes blatantly mocking his foolishness: "I don't even want to scold you. Do you think I don't know where you hid the Floating Rain Jade? I just don't want to do it myself. Those people who have been drained dry would just be corpses if I saved them. I have no interest in them."
Enraged, the maple tree demon trembled violently behind it, and the fallen maple leaves transformed into sharp blades that flew towards You Youju. Countless vines burst from the ground and wrapped around You Youju's legs.
You Youju shook her head and smiled: "You're already severely weakened, why bother?"
He made a golden hand seal with one hand, and the tree roots quickly withered and fell down, even the maple leaf blades wobbled and fell to the ground like ordinary leaves.
Ignoring the fear and confusion in the maple tree spirit's eyes, a bright red bead appeared in his palm: "Should I call you stupid? Or stupid? You used the power of your inner core to create an illusion, and you didn't even notice when your inner core disappeared? Without your inner core, can you protect the Floating Rain Jade? You just got the treasure, and you don't even know how to use it yet, do you?"
The maple tree spirit could no longer conceal its terror; its pupils were wide with shock. The seemingly gentle person before it, even their smile was like a blade: "You...you..."
"Are you going to take it out of your body yourself, or should I take it?" You Youju said coldly.
The crimson snake tail wrapped around its body tighter and tighter, and countless sharp thorns pierced it, causing blood to flow freely, but what flowed out was a green sap.
"Let me go...I...I'll give it to you."
The maple tree spirit spoke with difficulty, and then a small, crystal-clear fragment came out of his mouth.
Yu Youju held a two-inch-long crystal in her hand, frowning as she looked at the Floating Rain Spirit Jade fragment, its green veins too conspicuous due to its excessive crystalline appearance: "Tsk, it's dirty. It needs to be purified."
He patted the maple tree spirit's face: "Although this is the smallest piece, if you had used it to improve your cultivation technique, today might have been another fierce battle. But you insisted on improving the precision of the arena environment. Why? The script is terrible anyway."
He finished speaking with a wicked smile. Maple Leaf Demon was in agony, suffering from both mental and physical torment, yet he was no match for the unpredictable opponent before him.
"I...I gave it to you, but give me back the inner core."
You Youju stood up and stretched, looking mischievous, but his smile was that of a true gentleman: "So you're stupid, did I promise you anything?"
He grinned, revealing his neat teeth, and crushed the crimson inner core amidst the Maple Tree Demon's curses.
As the maple tree's spiritual power dwindled, the enormous maple tree began to sway and shake, causing the entire ground to tremble. The maple tree visibly withered. You Youju picked up Zhu Xun around the waist, preparing to fly down the mountain, but as the hurricane and the earth cracked, the maple tree shattered and dust swirled around it. You Youju glanced down one last time and saw a pair of hands struggling to cling to the cracked rock wall, about to give way.
"There are other people!?" You Youju was taken aback.
You Youju hesitated, because there were countless colliding dust and stones in the wind.
The hurricane's devastation made it difficult to breathe. If it were an ordinary person, they would be beyond saving by now.
Amidst the howling winds and collapsing mountains, he heard a weak voice: "Huai Zhi..."
You Youju was startled. She tightly covered Zhu Xun's head with her chest, summoned Yao Guang from her bag, and carried Zhu Xun down the mountain.
Only then did he bend down against the wind and rush down to retrieve the person who had already fallen.
After a fierce raging storm, everything calmed down, and the once fiery Maple Leaf Village was left ashen and lifeless, as if it had been burned to ashes.
Yao Guang brought Zhu Xun to the riverbank. When You Youju brought A Yi over, Zhu Xun had already woken up and was resting weakly against Yao Guang. Like You Youju and the others, he was covered in dust. Yao Guang was licking his hair.
You Youju has mixed feelings about why A-Yi plays Lan Yu.
This face doesn't look like Zhu Xun's. He shook his head and dismissed the thought, thinking that he was being too sensitive. After all, it was just a random, quirky joke.
Zhu Xun leaned weakly against Yao Guang, his expression strange, his eyes fixed on the unconscious A Yi.
Youyouju placed Ayi next to Zhuxun, but Zhuxun turned his face away.
You Youju cut off her outer robe without saying a word, soaked it by the river, and used it as a towel to wipe Zhu Xun's face.
He gently patted Yao Guang's lion head: "Stop licking it, aren't you afraid of licking Zhu Xun bald?"
Yao Guang whimpered twice and nuzzled Zhu Xun with her head before finally stopping.
You Youju cupped Zhu Xun's face and gently wiped away the dust.
Zhu Xun looked at You Youju's earnest face as she approached, and remembered the kiss in the illusion. Her face flushed red, and she buried her head in Yao Guang's white fur.
My uncle's lips felt like those of a wild cherry.
You Youju was carefully wiping his fingers when she looked up and saw Zhu Xun with his eyes closed, his face flushed, and his brows furrowed, looking very uncomfortable.
He placed his palm on Zhu Xun's forehead. His palm, which had just been soaked in the river, was icy cold, but it felt incredibly comfortable on his burning face. Zhu Xun held his breath nervously, his heart pounding, and his face grew even hotter.
"You have a fever? You're burning up. Yaoguang will carry you down the mountain slowly. You should get some sleep."
Zhu Xun quickly shook his head. He felt he had slept enough in the illusion for a few days. Besides, the little beggar hadn't woken up yet. If Yao Guang carried him, what would happen to the little beggar?
You Youju laughed and poked his forehead with her finger: "Don't be stubborn."
Zhu Xun felt dazed by the smile. Perhaps he had been in the illusion for too long and had not yet come out of it. He suddenly remembered that his mother in the illusion had not come to see him for a long time. He had secretly sneaked out of the cold palace and was discovered by Prince Yong, who took him to see his brother. Amidst the blooming flowers and cherry blossoms, the two people in the corridor were chatting and laughing. Their faces, as beautiful as spring, were facing a person who looked exactly like him.
At that moment, his jealousy surged wildly; he wanted all of these things to be his own.
I've almost forgotten how long it's been since that smile belonged to me.
Damn it, she's either in the cold palace or plotting to usurp the throne. She has to scheme to see her uncle even a few times. Yet her uncle is indifferent to her, but he's incredibly attentive to that Lan Yu. Does her uncle like that kind of woman?
Zhu Xun shook his head. It was just an illusion. In reality, his uncle was just his uncle. What was there to worry about? His uncle would only care for him.
He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Ah Yi who was fast asleep beside him, and gave a mocking laugh.
Just as You Youju was squatting down to wipe A-Yi's face, Zhu Xun took over, saying, "Let me do it, Uncle. You rest for a while."
You Youju relaxed her brows and sat down on the ground: "You've become sensible. Let's set off after we're done wiping, Uncle isn't tired."
In fact, You Youju was quite tired. If she hadn't left a trace of her spiritual consciousness before entering the illusion, she probably wouldn't have been able to wake up from it so easily. Although she was now quite skilled at using spiritual power and didn't need to go back to "meditate" for too long, she still felt somewhat powerless after expending so much spiritual power to deal with it this time.
All he wanted to do right now was get Zhu Xun to a safe place.
The sound of panting came from the lion's back. You Ju seemed preoccupied, and it was only after Zhu Xun tugged at him that he turned around to look.
"Uncle, he seems to be in a lot of pain." Zhu Xun squatted down next to A Yi and looked at his face.
You Youju frowned and squatted down, using her spiritual power to probe: "Oh no, I forgot, we have spiritual energy protecting us. His mortal body has been in the illusion for so long, and he inhaled too much dust, so he's probably..."
He was somewhat annoyed. His lack of attention to the child was partly due to his avoidance of the situation. After all, the illusion was still an illusion, and he was afraid that Zhu Xun would be upset, so he chose to avoid the issue.
Seeing You Youju's grave expression, Zhu Xun's eyes darkened. "Uncle, should we save him?" He stared intently at You Youju, afraid of missing a single expression.
You Youju stood up and observed his surroundings: "If Yaoguang hurrys up, it might still be in time, but..." He still frowned, as if he was struggling.
If he uses his spiritual power to cure A-Yi's "external cause," he is unsure whether he will be able to descend the mountain.
Moreover... he looked at A-Yi, whose face was dark and whose already thin body now looked like withered grass that could be broken by a breath.
Besides... why should I save him? That romance was just an illusion. He's too busy taking care of himself to let Zhu Xun be in danger.
But if we don't save him, wouldn't it seem too cold-blooded to Zhu Xun?
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