Bi Xie exclaimed in surprise and slapped him hard: "Ji Gui, are you crazy? Change back to normal!"
Although Xuanhuo Peak is secluded, it's hard to guarantee that no cultivators might pass by and happen to see it while looking down...
Bi Xie bit him in embarrassment and anger: "Let go! Ji Gui, let go of me!"
"I won't let go, um—"
"Stop fooling around, what if someone sees us?"
"Master, when will you become my wife? I don't have that much patience anymore," Ji Gui said in a muffled, hoarse breath, her hot breath reaching Bi Xie's heart through their lips, making her feel flustered.
Men are all beasts after all; this one on her is a huge beast!
"Master, you're so cold. Are you very cold? Hold me, I'm burning up."
Bi Xie: "...Where are my hands touching and pinching?"
Seeing the man going further and further astray, Bi Xie blushed and shouted for the brakes: "Stop, stop, Ji Gui, it's almost time, I should go..."
Ji Gui gave a soft "hmm" and ignored him, continuing to lean down and kiss Bi Xie passionately.
Just as Bi Xie was about to make a move, the man paused.
Bi Xie was momentarily dazed, then followed Ji Gui's gaze in a puzzled direction.
"What are you looking at?" Bi Xie saw nothing.
Ji Gui narrowed his eyes, a dark glint flashing within them. Turning his head, he shrugged indifferently, took out a brocade robe, and wiped Bi Xie's lips, which were stained slightly red from the kiss. "It's nothing. Before I regret it, Master, please go."
Bi Xie frowned and glanced in that direction again; she had a feeling there was something there.
Before entering the Fire Poison Cave, Bi Xie had all his spiritual power temporarily sealed.
Last time, when her spiritual power wasn't sealed, the temperature inside the Fire Poison Cave wasn't too scorching. This time, with her spiritual power sealed, the scorching magma fire instantly made Bi Xie feel parched. She was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and her physique had improved several levels. But the Fire Poison Cave was really strange. These flames seemed to have a spirit, changing according to the strength of the cultivator's physique.
Bi Xie's confinement cell was the same stone chamber where Wen Zhu had once been. The bloodstains left by Master Jian Shui were no longer present in the cave. Bi Xie took out a pre-prepared jade bed from his storage bag, placed it in the stone chamber, and then began taking out various spiritual fruits and wines…
The hosting system was dumbfounded: "Host, are you here for solitary confinement or for a vacation?"
Bi Xie chuckled as he poured half a cup of spirit wine, took a sip, and asked, "What do you think?"
The hosting system found itself increasingly unable to understand its host, and sighed, "Host, the villain's happiness level is already 83 points. Instead of striking while the iron is hot, you've locked yourself up in solitary confinement. What are you trying to do?!"
Bi Xie raised two glass wine cups, clinked them together, and laughed as he drank, "Don't be in such a hurry. Who knows how many more years it will take for Wen Zhu to meet Yan Rui? Besides, after traveling through these worlds, I've figured out that happiness points... hiccup... get harder to increase the further you go."
Hosting system: "Host, you're drunk. Your face is as red as a monkey's bottom."
Bi Xie glared angrily, rubbing his flushed face: "You're the monkey's butt! I'm... hiccup... apple red, hiccup..."
Hosting System: "...So when does the host plan to fill up the villain's final happiness value?"
"Hiccup," Bi Xie shook his hand, "Just wait, wait for the opportunity... Hiccup, don't make a sound, I'm so dizzy, I need to sleep for a while."
No sooner had he finished speaking than he collapsed onto the jade bed and fell asleep.
The hosting system was completely dumbfounded, muttering, "If you can't drink, why are you still drinking? What kind of excuse is that? Did you come to this Fire Poison Cave to hide from the big boss? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Tsk tsk~"
The spirit wine in the storage bag had been stored for who knows how many years, and Bi Xie was prone to falling asleep after just a sip of alcohol.
Today's dream was a little different. Everything around her was bright red, like the color of blood. Bi Xie reached out and touched it, and the red gelatinous substance stuck her hand like tentacles, constantly pulling her inward.
Bi Xie was startled and tried to pull her hands out, but the flowing, viscous red liquid enveloped both of her hands. The red color spread, and she stared at the approaching crimson liquid, backing away little by little.
Suddenly, a bewitching and shrill female voice echoed in the dream, "Feng Xie, I will make you pay with your life! Give me your life!"
The blood-red gelatinous liquid suddenly solidified into the face of a woman. Bi Xie frowned as he looked at Jian Shui Zhenren, who was holding his hand tightly. Subconsciously, he knew it was a dream, but strangely, he couldn't wake up.
"Jian Shui, you are already dead. I advise you to reincarnate well and be a good person in your next life."
"Hahaha, yes, I'm dead, Feng Xie, you killed me, why did you kill me? Why!" The woman's blood-red hand clenched tightly, her laughter shrill, and blood dripped continuously onto the ground.
The woman screamed so pitifully that suddenly, with a bang, her entire head exploded into a pool of blood, which splattered all over the ground.
Bi Xie watched the bizarre scene expressionlessly and said calmly, "Since you want to know, then I will tell you. You shouldn't have touched Wen Zhu, which affected his life trajectory, and you shouldn't have given him the Passion Powder, which almost harmed Wu You!"
"Hahaha, I touched him, so what? The feeling of Wen Zhu is better than any male cultivator I've ever met. He's also a pure yang body, so it's especially enjoyable to play with. What? Are you jealous, his master? Don't pretend to be aloof in front of me. Do you think I don't know? Your disciple named Wuyou has long harbored desires for you. You keep indulging him. Isn't that like keeping a little lover?"
"You, as the master, know better than anyone how to cure the Burning Passion Powder in the Worry-Free Realm. You're probably even more shameless and reckless than I am! This is the aloof and jade-like Wind Evil True Lord that everyone talks about, hahaha, why don't you just die!"
"Are you done talking? If you're done, I'll send you on your way." Bi Xie looked at the woman who kept putting her head back on, only to have it smashed on the ground like a watermelon, leaving it covered in blood, his expression calm and composed.
For her, there was indeed no need to kill Jian Shui, but Jian Shui was indeed an accident for Wen Zhu. If Wen Zhu had not been tempted by Jian Shui, she could have earned spirit stones by taking on tasks in the Deacon Hall to buy Foundation Establishment Pills, which would have increased her training opportunities and allowed her to successfully establish her foundation through her own efforts.
Jian Shui was an unexpected twist of fate for her. She caused Wen Zhu to fall back into a vicious cycle of laziness and aversion to work. In her previous life, Wen Zhu obtained pills by charming Feng Xie, but in this life, she obtained them by selling her body from Jian Shui.
Undeniably, she killed Jian Shui because of Wen Zhu.
The blood coalesced into a head, and Jian Shui, holding its head with both hands, roared madly at Bi Xie, "Feng Xie, I won't let you get away with this! I'll make you have nightmares every night, hahaha—"
Bi Xie glanced speechlessly at Jian Shui, who was pointing her ear at him, and muttered to himself, "With the Xuanwu Emperor before me, gods return to temples, and ghosts return to graves..."
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