Chapter Thirty-Five: Wanting to Stab Gu Qi to Death
Han Wei, panting and with flushed cheeks, leaned against his chest.
The man held her slender, willow-like waist, gazing at her cheeks flushed a deep red from the kisses, his golden eyes filled with laughter. He said:
"Nine spiritual veins converge beneath Qingluo Palace, making it a good place for cultivation. My good disciple, you should form your Nascent Soul here."
Han Wei gritted her teeth when she heard the words "infant formation".
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Qingluo Palace is a major sect with tens of thousands of years of history, and such a sect naturally possesses abundant resources. Now, everything in Qingluo Palace belongs to Han Wei and her disciple Gu Qi. Gu Qi had no interest in the storage bags of Sima Nan and the other Nascent Soul and Core Formation stage elders, so their storage bags all ended up in Han Wei's hands.
Han Wei also took over the storage bags of the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples.
Inside the palace, dark blue gauze curtains hung low, and a pile of storage bags lay before Han Wei. After listlessly checking the contents with her divine sense, she put them all into the storage bags.
Her mind was filled with Gu Qi's words.
"Good disciple, you may form your Nascent Soul here."
Bastard! Pervert!
Are you in such a hurry to sleep with her?
In her past life, she had only had a physical relationship with one man. Even though Gu Qi looked like that man, he wasn't him. Even if she sometimes looked for that man's shadow in him, he still wasn't him. Even if Gu Qi wouldn't use her essence, she didn't want to cultivate with him.
No! No!
Besides, who can guarantee he won't take advantage of her? He might not when he's infatuated with her, but what about in the future?
Han Wei was suddenly thrown into a state of turmoil, wishing she could rush to Gu Qi, stab him to death, and solve the root of his problem.
It started snowing again outside, with snowflakes fluttering down.
Outside the main hall where she lived, several red plum trees were planted. The red plum trees stood proudly in the snow, which was very beautiful.
Han Wei burned all the corpses in Qingluo Palace to ashes. Now, besides her and Gu Qi, the only other people in the vast Qingluo Palace are some of the spirit beasts that were originally kept there. In this cold weather, all the spirit beasts have huddled in warm places.
Huh?
Why does it smell like both wine and barbecue?
Han Wei sniffed.
As she released her divine sense, she saw a white-robed man in a side hall, roasting meat and drinking wine around a stove. The aroma of the roasted meat was so enticing that Han Wei couldn't help but move closer.
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Snow is falling outside, and the wine in the stove is already warm.
On the table was a large slice of roasted meat. I don't know what kind of spirit bird it was, but the skin was roasted until it was shiny and golden. Each slice was cut to the same size and was of moderate thickness. They were arranged on the plate like flowers.
Next to this large area of grilled meat, there are various condiment dishes.
The man in white with golden eyes poured himself a drink while eating grilled meat.
Han Wei walked behind the man and softly called out, "Master."
Gu Qi turned around, holding his chopsticks, and smiled at her: "Want some?"
Han Wei sat down opposite Gu Qi without any hesitation. Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks, the man across from her picked up a piece of grilled meat and held it to her lips. She looked into the man's smiling eyes, opened her mouth, and took a bite with his chopsticks.
The crust is crispy, the outside is tender and the inside is juicy, the meat is tender and succulent, and it's rich but not greasy at all. It's absolutely amazing!!
"Delicious! What kind of meat is this?" Han Wei asked.
"The guardian spirit beast of Qingluo Palace, the Purple Spirit Sparrow. It grew up eating thousand-year-old spirit milk, so its taste is indeed extraordinary, isn't it? This Purple Spirit Sparrow is only a little over two hundred years old, so it's still a fledgling. If it gets any bigger, its meat will become tough." Gu Qi spoke with great confidence.
Han Wei had already picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up some meat, dipped it in sauce, and stuffed it into her mouth. After eating two pieces, she spoke to Gu Qi: "Master, why did you suddenly decide to eat barbecue?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Qi narrowed his golden eyes slightly, staring intently at Han Wei's beautiful face. Her skin was so tender it looked like it could be pinched to release moisture, making him want to take a bite.
His gaze followed the girl's face to her fair neck, but unfortunately, her clothes were completely covered, so he couldn't see anything else except her full breasts, which outlined her proud curves, making him envious.
Gu Qi chuckled softly, picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said, seemingly with a hidden meaning:
"If I can't get what I want to eat, I can only try something else to satisfy my cravings."
Han Wei paused, her hand holding the chopsticks still: "..."
Why does his talk seem to have a hidden meaning? He said he couldn't eat what he wanted, could he be talking about himself? That old lecher!
Han Wei quickly changed the subject, picking up a glass of wine: "This wine..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man said:
"They were given aphrodisiac powder."
Han Wei's hand trembled. She sniffed the aroma of the wine and, after careful examination, immediately realized that Gu Qi was lying to her. Speechless, she said, "Master, stop fooling around!"
As she spoke, Han Wei took a sip.
This wine is good.
"I told you to form your Nascent Soul, what have you been doing these past few days?"
"Inventory the spoils of war."
"Are you planning to keep dragging this on indefinitely?"
Han Wei was struck by his words, picked up her wine glass again, took a sip, and gazed intently into the man's golden eyes before her, saying earnestly:
"Master, there's a saying that goes, 'A forced melon is never sweet.'"
Gu Qi snorted softly:
How do you know if it's sweet or not if you haven't tried it?
Actually, he wasn't really that eager for sex, but every time he saw her resisting look, a wicked fire would rise in his heart, wanting to pin her down and possess her fiercely.
Han Wei: "..."
“Master, I feel it’s too quiet here. I… I haven’t calmed down yet, and it’s not suitable for me to form my Nascent Soul. I want to go outside for a walk and adjust my state of mind.”
Gu Qi knew she was just stalling, and gave another soft snort:
Where do you want to go?
Han Wei looked at the snowflakes dancing outside and said in a low voice, "Yuexing City."
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Somewhere in the Eastern Region.
Outside, the wind howled, but such snow and wind posed little threat to cultivators. Inside an inn, several cultivators were discussing the destruction of the Azure Luo Palace.
"Qingluo Palace, the number one demonic sect in our Eastern Region, has a heritage of nearly 20,000 years, yet it was destroyed just like that. I wonder who did it?"
"Qingluo Palace has committed many evils, so this can be considered retribution. I'm just curious who killed Sima Nan. Could it really be a reclusive Nascent Soul stage expert?"
"Is no one from any of the factions going to investigate?"
"Yes, there is. The sect leader of the Xuan Yin Sect even went there in person. That old monster in the mid-Nascent Soul stage was crippled by a single sword strike when he was within ten miles of Qing Luo Palace. Now, who would dare to go to Qing Luo Palace to inquire about any news?"
The cultivators, who had been talking animatedly, suddenly fell silent, staring intently outside.
A woman dressed in a purple mink coat walked in, leaning against a man in a black robe. She was extremely beautiful and pitiful, with every move exuding a touch of charm. The men here seemed to be bewitched at the sight of her.
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