Chapter 59 Northern Yong - Demon-Subduing Sword (Part Six) This is the Goddess's Blessing...
After Shi Xianxue finished speaking, Wu Xiutang viciously bit her cheek.
In a fit of rage, and with a touch of youthful shyness, he was thrown into the fire and burst into flames.
As she cried out in pain, Wu Xiutang paused, loosened his teeth, and then rolled over to completely cover himself with the blanket.
Like a child throwing a tantrum and needing to be coaxed.
No matter how kindly Shi Xianxue apologized and coaxed him, the person in the blanket remained silent, stubbornly turning his back to her instead.
His back view showed a stubborn sadness.
Shi Xianxue knew that the power of repair had probably worked, and he no longer needed her.
So she put her arm around his waist and patted him gently: "I was wrong, okay? You can do it, you can do it, you're so good at it."
Right after she finished speaking, Wu Xiutang seemed even angrier. He used a lot of force to shake off her hand and then covered himself again.
Shi Xianxue thought he was quite cute at this moment, but after tossing and turning for most of the night, he was exhausted both physically and mentally when he suddenly relaxed. She tried to coax him a few more times, but he still didn't respond. Before long, he started purring without a care in the world.
But I can't sleep comfortably either.
As she slept, she began to feel short of breath. A cool, slippery sensation crept up her calves, like a cold-blooded animal using its tail to entangle its prey. She did the same, wrapping her limbs around her tail and then slowly tightening her grip around her lower abdomen.
She groaned in pain, then suddenly looked up to see a pair of cold eyes staring greedily down at her.
It seems they are considering when would be the best time to skin her alive and devour her.
She suddenly woke up.
It was now broad daylight, and the person beside him was still in the same position as the night before.
The two were separated by the Chu River and the Han Border.
so!
Strictly speaking, their relationship was that of close friends who had just kissed.
Besides, what's wrong with good friends kissing?
But Shi Xianxue certainly wouldn't dare say this to his face, because Wu Xiutang's expression clearly changed.
It looks like he's about to jump up and punch her.
Shi Xianxue couldn't beat him, and the minor villain had no bottom line.
After thinking it over, Shi Xianxue realized that he was probably afraid that she would tell others about what happened last night, so she made a promise in advance.
"Don't worry about what happened last night, I will keep it a secret."
The boy's face turned even uglier.
Shi Xianxue, oblivious to the danger, continued, "I also want to ask you, for the sake of how I risked my life to save you last night, could you..."
The boy gritted his teeth, his tone sinister.
What can you do?
Shi Xianxue's eyes were ingratiating, and her tone was sincere: "I don't regret what happened last night. I would do the same thing again if it happened again. I will help you, so please don't kill me after you remove the love curse. Please, spare my life, Xiao Wu."
Seeing Wu Xiutang's cold face and silence, Shi Xianxue was unsure whether her words were a bit too much or a reminder that he should remember to kill her after he undoes the love potion.
She began to regret speaking so abruptly without any build-up, but she hadn't said anything offensive, and had even kept his secret from last night.
She just felt that the two of them were so familiar with each other, and had even risked their lives for each other. If one day they could really break the love curse, they would spare her life.
But while she was lost in thought, the boy had already dressed, angrily threw off the covers, and got out of bed to leave, as if he would want to strangle Shi Xianxue if she stayed any longer.
Shi Xianxue was confused. Their conversation hadn't even reached a conclusion yet, so why was he leaving so abruptly?
Could this be considered a form of passive-aggressive treatment or emotional abuse in their friendship?
"Wu Xiutang, are you angry?"
The boy walked past her without stopping, his tone curt: "No."
Looking at his angry back, Shi Xianxue felt somewhat at a loss. "Alright, let's talk about these things later."
Wu Xiutang stopped abruptly when he heard her words at the door.
Shi Xianxue saw his chest rise and fall slightly, as if he was trying to calm himself down. Suddenly, he turned around and strode towards Shi Xianxue.
Shi Xianxue was startled, thinking that Wu Xiutang was really going to beat her up. Just as she was about to speak up to make peace, she heard the boy's angry voice through gritted teeth.
"Yes, I am angry!"
Shi Xianxue's mind went blank, and she subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Why? You dare ask why?" Wu Xiutang's eyes were slightly red, looking like he was quite angry, and he looked at her as if she were a heartless person.
"You still think I'm going to kill you."
"Shi Xianxue, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"
Shi Xianxue didn't understand how this had escalated to the level of personality. She was confused and bewildered. Seeing the traces of anger and sadness overflowing in the boy's eyes, her thoughts began to wander uncontrollably again.
She murmured, "I thought you hated me."
After all, from the very beginning, he had wanted to kill her countless times. She was not the female protagonist of this book, and apart from the love potion that could restrain him, she had no other bargaining chips.
But it's only a matter of time before the love curse is lifted. One day, when he is no longer threatened by external conditions, he will regret and feel ashamed for the actions he took today while under the control of the love curse. If she angers him again, given his vengeful nature, he will definitely not be soft-hearted towards her again.
She cannot die here.
She still wants to go home.
"Hate you? Then you're quite something, being able to do intimate things with someone you hate." The boy's expression suddenly turned sarcastic, his smile full of mockery.
"But I am not like that. For me, those I hate are like the wisp of soul that Zhou Xianghan touched. Even if it means my soul is scattered, I will never let her touch me in the slightest."
Shi Xianxue retorted, "But you're speaking under the influence of the love potion; these aren't your true thoughts. What if one day..."
"That day will never come."
Shi Xianxue was stunned.
"As long as you listen to me and stay by my side obediently." Wu Xiutang's eyes were filled with obsession, and when he looked at her, there was an unyielding and relentless determination in his gaze, an absolute burning passion and unwavering resolve.
"I will never break free of these shackles."
If this is wrong, then let it be wrong and never try to correct it.
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The process of obtaining the warrant was unexpectedly smooth. It was thought that Zhou Xun, because of his grief over the loss of his daughter, might talk about other things and prevent the group from going into the mountains to complete their mission.
Unexpectedly, he only said that Zhou Xianghan was unlucky and had already expected this day to come, so he did not react too strongly.
She was hastily buried the next day.
Looking at the white hair that had grown on his temples overnight, Shi Xianxue felt that he was somewhat different from the City Lord Zhou she had met a few days ago.
There seemed to be a rotten smell about him.
But just as she was about to take a closer look, a figure blocked her view. Slowly moving upwards, she saw the boy's face filled with displeasure.
"Shi Xianxue, have you never seen a man before? Why are you staring at him like that?"
Wu Xiutang left early in the morning and only returned now.
"You're back! Where did you go? Why didn't you call us?"
Shi Xianxue blinked her dark, moist eyes, the corners of which curved slightly, adding a bright and colorful touch to this icy, snowy city.
It was as if coming back was something to be so happy about.
Wu Xiutang was dazzled by her smile. He quickly looked away and took the contents out of the Wuliang cloth bag.
Under the warm winter sun, strings of candied hawthorn berries resemble crystal-clear ice crystals, or crabapples covered with frost on the treetops on a winter morning. Each fruit is fresh and plump, making one's appetite whetted at first sight.
Shi Xianxue's eyes lit up: "Candied hawthorn!"
Shi Xianxue stepped forward to take a look and found that there were not only hawthorns, but also water chestnuts and yams, strung up on the whole grass stalk.
Shi Xianxue's mouth was watering with envy, but she hadn't lost her senses yet. Pointing at herself, she asked incredulously, "Is it for me? Is it really for me?"
"Fine, then don't eat it." Wu Xiutang made a move to take it back.
"I'll eat, I'll eat." Shi Xianxue quickly pulled out a candied hawthorn skewer with red bean paste, bit off the sugar coating first, and then swallowed the plump and tempting fruit in one bite. She chewed and chewed, filling her mouth to the brim. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she stopped chewing, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her face.
Hesitant and indecisive.
"But you told me not to eat these things, right? What if my toothache flares up again, wouldn't you...?"
"Yes." Wu Xiutang stared at the glistening candy on the corner of her mouth. "I will pull out your teeth one by one."
"Isn't this entrapment? I didn't eat these willingly; you bought them for me." Shi Xianxue puffed out her cheeks, somewhat displeased, and handed the candied hawthorn back to her. "Then I won't eat it. Here you go."
Wu Xiutang suddenly reached out without expression. Shi Xianxue thought he was really going to take it back, and her hand holding the bamboo skewer clenched tightly. But unexpectedly, his slender and narrow hand reached over and directly pinched off the sugar crumb that had accidentally stuck to the corner of his mouth.
"Who wants something you've bitten? Isn't it dirty?" the boy asked with disgust.
If you really dislike it, why would you wipe the crunchy candy off her lips?
The candied hawthorn sticks floated in mid-air.
“I won’t pull your teeth,” Wu Xiutang said. “I will heal you.”
Love potions are truly wonderful things.
Shi Xianxue sighed again, "So, are you going to eat or not?"
Wu Xiutang turned his face away.
"Okay, then I'll go give some to Sister Qing Shu and Xiao Yue."
She took two steps forward, but found that the candied hawthorn stick floating in mid-air did not follow her. When Shi Xianxue looked over suspiciously, the candied hawthorn stick was suddenly sucked into the Boundless Cloth Bag.
The flamingo was drooling with desire, but once inside the Wuliang Bag, it was considered a colleague. Even without its owner speaking, it dared not eat, and could only peek out and watch longingly.
Shi Xianxue exclaimed "Eh!" and then the one in her hand was snatched away and placed in Wu Xiutang's hand.
Shi Xianxue: "?"
She instinctively stepped forward to snatch it, but Wu Xiutang dodged to the side, his tone becoming rude again: "What are you snatching? Did you buy it?"
"But you said you were going to give me food."
"Oh, I changed my mind." Wu Xiutang threw the candied hawthorn behind him. The little bird leaped up, caught it, and then quickly flapped its wings and fled to the top of the tree.
Shi Xianxue was dumbfounded.
Wu Xiutang: "I wouldn't give it to you, no matter who else would eat it."
Shi Xianxue screamed in anger, "Aaaaaah!!! Wu Xiutang, I hate you!!"
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Inside the study.
Zhou Zheyue took the token and solemnly said, "Second Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely bring the token back safely."
Zhou Xun glanced at Song Qingshu, his withered skin forcing an ugly smile: "Ayue, I trust your friends. Why don't you hand over the agency token to them for safekeeping? You stay in the city. I haven't been feeling well these past few days, and there are some things I need to tell you."
Zhou Zheyue was caught in a dilemma upon hearing this.
He was the only male in his generation, and his second uncle had always treated him well. The sudden death of his eldest sister must have been a great blow to his second uncle. However, his senior sister and the others did not come to retrieve the Demon-Subduing Sword. His third uncle had said that someone from his sect had to be present when retrieving the divine weapon.
Song Qingshu said understandingly, "Zhe Yue, why don't you stay in the city? We can take care of the Demon-Subduing Sword."
After pondering for a long time, Zhou Zheyue shook his head and said, "Second Uncle, I know you must be sad right now, but the matter of the Demon-Subduing Sword concerns the lives of all people. I have been entrusted by Third Uncle, so I cannot shirk my responsibility. After obtaining the Demon-Subduing Sword, I will stay by your side for a few days."
Seeing that he couldn't reason with him, Zhou Xun let out a long sigh and waved his hand helplessly: "Fine, go ahead."
The matter of obtaining the divine artifact should not be delayed. They had lingered in Beiyong City for a long time, and after dealing with Zhou Xianghan's matter, they set off with the artifact token.
The journey was quiet and flat, with the four divine beasts standing in the four cardinal directions, forming a blue ice wall.
Shi Xianxue didn't know how the Snow Maiden crossed the ice wall, but ordinary people would be torn apart if they didn't have a mechanism to pass through it.
Shi Xianxue felt that Zhou Xun's condition was not right. She cautiously thought that perhaps the mechanism was fake and that they were waiting to be attacked by the four divine beasts when they passed through the ice wall.
But Zhou Zheyue came along too. No matter how ruthless he is, he can't possibly lay a hand on the younger generation of the Zhou family.
After safely passing through the ice wall, Shi Xianxue finally felt relieved. She took out three candied hawthorns from her sleeve and ran forward to share them with Song Qingshu and the others.
Wu Xiutang followed them at a distance, neither too close nor too far.
Seeing her turn around and make a face at him, Wu Xiutang raised an eyebrow, put two fingers together as if to cast a spell to retract it, which startled Shi Xianxue so much that her face turned pale. She quickly turned back and took Song Qingshu's arm. She mumbled something.
Snowflakes fell, and the pink ribbon in her hair fluttered beautifully as the girl walked.
Wu Xiutang let out a muffled laugh.
Wu Ying transformed into a cloud-like shape and sat steadily on the shoulder. Since that day, it had been silent for a long time because its master was always inseparable from it, which made it unable to find an opportunity to take out the Ice Core.
Holding the Ice Core, Wu Ying tentatively said, "Master, there's no time like the present. Why don't we implant the Ice Core into your heart now?"
Putting the parasitic curse aside for now, the Pure Fox Clan's seductive arts can activate at any time, and if they do, they could be fatal.
Wu Xiutang stared intently at the joyful figure in the distance, his eyes, which were usually filled with murderous intent and ferocity, now softened with a tender, shimmering light.
"No."
Wu Ying hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then I'll put it into the Boundless Bag first, and wait for you, Master..."
"When I say 'don't use,' I mean never."
As if he had anticipated this answer, Wu Ying still couldn't help but roar: "Master, you've gone mad! You've been bewitched by that woman! You have no idea what you're doing... This curse is too vicious! I can't just watch you fall! I must save you!"
Wu Ying's murderous intent began to rise.
Kill her, kill her, you must kill her.
The master's life had already been very difficult in the first half, and the suffering was doubled because of Shi Xianxue. She always opposed the master and prevented him from gaining more power.
The master is currently only being controlled by the parasitic curse, and all his actions are against his true will. Once the curse is lifted, the master will feel ashamed of what he has done today.
Perhaps if it does nothing today, its owner will complain about it being useless and failing to protect its master when it wakes up in the future.
“Even if we give up the Demon Bone and the great power, what about revenge? Master knows perfectly well that that person is very likely not dead, and is very likely watching Master from some corner right now.”
“I will tell her everything that happened before, and once she knows, she will only understand me and will not stop me.”
The boy remained obstinate, and after much difficulty made a decision, he repeated, "So, I don't understand."
Some things, if you try to understand them too clearly, will only bring you pain.
At least he's happy now.
A sudden commotion broke out ahead.
Shi Xianxue tripped over something and fell face-first into a snowdrift. The candied hawthorn in her hand flew out and landed squarely in the mouth of a flamingo that had been waiting for this opportunity.
The flamingo swallowed the skewer and fruit whole, afraid that Shi Xianxue would come and snatch it away if it was too late. But it swallowed it too quickly and got stuck in its throat by the sticky sugar coating. It couldn't spit it out or swallow it down. The bird was almost suffocating and flapped its wings, splashing snow all over the people.
Song Qingshu and Zhou Zheyue had no choice but to each hold one side of the wings to prevent it from moving around.
Shi Xianxue stood directly in front of it, grabbed its neck and shook it violently: "Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out!"
The flamingo began to roll its eyes, and its dizziness and nausea caused its stomach to churn. Finally, thanks to Shi Xianxue's persistent efforts, the candied hawthorn was successfully vomited up.
The little bird lay half-dead in the snow, its head drooping, wailing and cursing Shi Xianxue for premeditated murder.
Seeing its pitiful state, Shi Xianxue laughed heartily, pointing at it and scolding it as a stupid bird.
The entire valley was filled with her cheerful laughter.
In the eyes of the boy, it was as if wildflowers had suddenly bloomed all over the mountains and fields overnight, melting the ice and bringing spring back to all things.
Shi Xianxue turned around with a smile, her eyes reflecting the clear moonlight of spring.
"Wu Xiutang, look at you, you silly bird."
The boy looked infatuated, a tender and lingering affection welling up in his heart.
"How could this be a curse?"
He lowered his eyelashes, his heart pounding and pounding at an incredible speed. The world was desolate, and the paths of humans and gods were different, yet there was a clear moon that tempted him to fall into depravity.
"This is a blessing."
The boy said, deceiving himself.
It is a blessing from the goddess.
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Author's Note: Driven by ambition, Wu Ying issued a clarification statement overnight.
Although Wu and I have a master-servant relationship, he is him and I am me. The stupid things Wu did because of his love-struck mind have nothing to do with me, Wu Ying, and he is fully responsible for the negative social impact.
Wu Xiutang commented: You're being long-winded.
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