Chapter Thirty-One: You said you wouldn't touch me before I reached Nascent Soul stage.
Han Wei flew forward, and Gu Qi followed. Holding the jade flute, he smiled and asked Han Wei, "How about you dance for your master again?"
"Hmph, no way." Han Wei refused without even thinking.
Seeing the beautiful scenery ahead, she flew forward. Gu Qi followed behind, laughing and saying, "My disciple is being far too stingy."
Han Wei turned around and flew backwards, her face beaming with smiles:
"I'm stingy."
Gu Qi reached out to grab her, but she immediately dodged, turned, and sped towards the clear stream ahead. Gu Qi's lips curled into a smile, and he increased his speed, quickly catching up with Han Wei. The two figures disappeared in a flash on the stream, reaching the valley ahead.
The valley was filled with all kinds of wildflowers. Han Wei flew swiftly over the sea of flowers, bringing with her a fragrant breeze and fluttering petals. Gu Qi flew by quickly, also bringing with him a fragrant breeze and petals.
Seeing Gu Qi catch up with her, Han Wei flicked her finger, a flash of green light appearing at her fingertip. The petals transformed into flower blades and shot towards Gu Qi. Gu Qi dodged to the side, chuckling as he asked:
"My good disciple, do you wish to spar with your master?"
As he spoke, he flicked his jade flute, and petals detached from the branches, forming a wave that rushed towards Han Wei. Han Wei waved her hand, her shawl fluttering, creating a gust of wind that dispersed the petals.
Amidst a flurry of petals, Gu Qi, his white robes billowing, arrived before Han Wei and struck her chest with his palm.
Han Wei quickly dodged.
The master and apprentice actually started fighting.
Han Wei was no match for Gu Qi. Before long, she was pinned to the ground by Gu Qi.
Amidst the sea of flowers, a man in white pinned a girl in blue down, their breaths mingling.
The girl's breathing quickened, her full breasts rising and falling with each breath. The man's golden eyes reflected the girl's exquisite face, and a fire burned within them.
Han Wei became nervous.
She understood the flame of desire within him, and as the man tried to kiss her, she said, "Master, you said you wouldn't touch me before I reached Nascent Soul stage."
Gu Qi paused, but did not let go of her.
He gazed at the girl beneath him, his golden eyes filled with struggle, before finally releasing her. As soon as he let go, Han Wei immediately stood up, distancing herself from him. Han Wei's resistance clearly displeased Gu Qi. Therefore, when the master and disciple returned to the flying boat, neither of them spoke.
Han Wei closed the door to the room and sat quietly at the table, one hand covering her heart.
Gu Qi's gaze grew increasingly dangerous. If this continued, she feared he might unleash his beastly nature before she even reached Nascent Soul stage. What would she do then?
Han Wei's feelings for Gu Qi were very complicated. At first, she only had suppressed murderous intent towards Gu Qi, but after spending more than sixty years together, Gu Qi had been very accommodating to her every need. She was not made of wood or stone, so how could she not have feelings? Besides, he looked like the only man she had ever loved in her past life.
However, she never let her guard down around him, and she still didn't trust him.
No matter how good they were to her, the Soul-Locking Curse within her hadn't been lifted, had it? Even if they didn't intend to drain her cultivation to use her as a furnace, they were still just treating her as their personal possession. Han Wei didn't want either of those things.
Han Wei will never become a man's plaything or his appendage.
————
Winter has arrived, and heavy snow is falling from the sky, turning the entire Eastern Region into a vast expanse of white.
At this moment, in a primeval forest somewhere in the Eastern Region, within an ancient ruin covered in ice and snow, the sounds of fighting could be heard. About fifteen minutes later, the fighting ceased.
Gu Qi was still wearing a white robe, but he had added a black cloak over it.
Han Wei, on the other hand, was wearing a fluffy fox fur coat with brown boots. Her long, black hair was braided into many small braids and decorated with snow-white fluffy hair accessories. She also wore ice-blue gemstone earrings.
Actually, Gu Qi and Han Wei weren't afraid of the cold; they just felt that this kind of outfit was more in line with the season.
Inside the cave, many shattered puppets lay scattered, and Han Wei was happily harvesting the rare and precious materials within.
Gu Qi looked at her and asked, "It seems like you knew what was here all along?"
"Yes, my parents have been here," Han Wei lied, though in reality she had been here herself. From her past life.
"Then why didn't your parents take them themselves? It was the same back in Mangshan. They knew there were Heavenly Departure Flowers there, so why didn't they pick them themselves?" Gu Qi asked.
Han Wei looked at him: "How should I know? They were just that strange. They're all gone, so I can't ask them."
Gu Qi was speechless for a moment.
The snow had stopped when they left the ancient ruins. After boarding the flying boat, the master and disciple headed towards the nearest city of cultivation.
The scenery continued to unfold before them. Gu Qi meditated in his room, while Han Wei admired the vast expanse of snow-covered landscape with great interest. Tall, ancient trees were all covered in frost, transformed into snow-covered trees. Many trees along the lake were adorned with rime ice, which shimmered like pearls in the sunlight.
Suddenly, Han Wei's divine sense spotted a group of people heading towards her from the mountains in the southeast.
She saw a huge beast-drawn carriage.
The chariot was pulled by four blue-eyed, feathered lions, whose bodies were clad in golden armor, making them appear majestic. The chariot was extremely ornate, decorated with many jewels and pearls, and inside sat a man and two beautiful women.
The man was dressed in a magnificent purple robe, with a handsome face and a vermilion mole between his brows. The two women he was embracing were both exceptional beauties. They nestled against his chest, trying to please him, but fear was evident in their eyes.
Outside the beast-drawn carriage followed four Core Formation stage cultivators and dozens of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.
The man in purple had reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. The moment Han Wei's divine sense saw him, he sensed it and was initially annoyed. However, after seeing Han Wei's face clearly, he immediately showed great joy. He had just been very satisfied with his two concubines, but now he rudely pushed the two women away.
After the man in purple spotted her, Han Wei immediately withdrew her divine sense, her expression changing drastically.
This man in purple was her enemy from a past life.
This man is named Sima Xuan, the young master of Qingluo Palace, the number one demonic sect in the Eastern Region. His father, Sima Nan, is known as the number one demonic cultivator in the Eastern Region. Sima Xuan is lecherous by nature, and with his cultivation already at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, he has used his power and the influence of Qingluo Palace to defile countless female cultivators from various sects.
This man is a pervert who specifically chooses to come to other people's wedding days and defile the bride in front of the groom.
How could Sima Xuan let go of such a stunning beauty as Han Wei?
In her previous life, Han Wei was already at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm when she encountered Sima Xuan, but she was still no match for him and could only fight him with her wits. Although Han Wei did not let him gain the upper hand, thinking of how he had harassed her in her previous life and how she had been chased and dodged, Han Wei wanted to kill him.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com