Chapter 79 A Sword's Frost Chills Across Fourteen Provinces 12
At this moment, silence spoke louder than words. The entire place was quiet, and no one spoke. Then, the wailing of ghosts gradually rose from the surroundings, finally waking everyone up.
Luo Shu leaned against the stone platform, one long leg bent, and was stuffing a pill into her mouth. This place was really dangerous, and she had to recover her spiritual power as soon as possible. Normally, she could slowly recover by meditating, but it was more appropriate to use pills to recover now.
The disciples on the stone platform gradually recovered from the effects of the poisonous gas and were able to use their spiritual energy again.
The first to rush ahead of Luo Shu was the disciple of the Giant Sword Sect who had almost been eaten. He knelt down and gave Luo Shu a deep bow, his eyes filled with excitement and awe. If it weren't for his Martial Aunt Luo, he would surely be dead today.
Luo Shu nodded to him, signaling him to get up first. The disciple looked at Luo Shu's flawless face and his ears turned red. He stood aside and silently protected Luo Shu so that she could concentrate on recovering her spiritual power.
Meanwhile, Ouyang Feige, the young sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, was also staring intently at Luo Shu. Whether it was her stunning figure that had just stood in front of everyone, her incomparably sharp sword aura, or her peerless beauty behind the mask, all of this aroused his strong interest in Luo Shu. He was eager to get closer to this woman and understand her.
Ouyang Feige took a step toward Luo Shu, but was stopped by Wen Baiyun and Qin Fang. Luo Shu was recovering her spiritual power at the moment, which was a good time to take advantage of her weakness. If Ouyang Feige wanted to do something to her, now was the best time.
Ouyang Feige was not annoyed by being stopped, but simply raised his voice to Luo Shu and said, "Fellow Daoist, I do know some information from your face. I wonder if we can talk privately?"
Luo Shu understood; this person was referring to the Peach Blossom Curse on her face. The path cultivated by the Hehuan Sect was mostly related to love and affection, so it wasn't surprising that this person, as the young sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, knew about it.
Luo Shu replied to Ouyang Feige, "Then I'll trouble you, fellow Daoist."
Hearing her say that, Ouyang Feige raised an eyebrow at Qin Fang and Wen Baiyun, who were blocking his way, with a smug expression on his face.
The three of them had very different temperaments: Wen Baiyun was a gentleman, gentle and refined; Qin Fang had a cold and sharp temperament; and Ouyang Feige was dashing and unrestrained.
The three of them standing together were extremely eye-catching.
Qin Fang and Wen Baiyun exchanged a glance, then let Ouyang Feige go. Qin Fang then followed Ouyang Feige, and the three of them went to Luo Shu's place together.
Miao Qiqi's face was faintly visible in the ghostly mist. Her pink lips were bitten until they turned red, and her expression was very gloomy.
In the past, she was always the most dazzling person in the crowd, but ever since Luo Shu changed, everything has changed. Just like now, Wen Baiyun, her senior brother, seems to have forgotten about her.
Mingming, she had just experienced a brush with death.
Miao Qiqi hates Luo Shu, even though this world has just saved her life.
The three of them walked up to Luo Shu and stood there. There were many large rocks scattered around the stone platform. The three of them each chose one to sit down and then looked intently at Luo Shu.
Even the dim light couldn't hide her dazzling beauty. The girl's skin was flawless, her features exquisite, and her cool demeanor was tinged with pink by the peach blossoms on her cheeks, making her even more alluring and causing the men in front of her to feel parched.
Ouyang Feige's smile became even more alluring, her voice low and husky, as if she were speaking into someone's ear, her voice seductive and captivating.
"My name is Ouyang Feige. May I ask your name, young lady?"
Luo Shu nodded and said, "Luo Shu."
Upon receiving the reply, Ouyang Feige's smile deepened, and he slowly said, "So it's Miss Luo Shu. The marks on your face are caused by the Peach Blossom Curse. However, you must be taking the blame for someone else, otherwise the 'peach blossom' would have bloomed right between your eyebrows."
Luo Shu nodded and said, "I've had this since I was little, and I don't know who planted it in me."
After speaking, she turned her face slightly to the side, making that side of her face more clearly visible to everyone. Her snow-white face was scattered with specks of pink, making her alluring and sensual. Such beauty was simply captivating.
Ouyang Feige's laughter became even more unrestrained and arrogant: "I originally thought that my Hehuan Sect had already gathered all the beauties in the world, but I didn't expect that after meeting Miss Luo Shu, all of us in the Hehuan Sect have become ordinary beauties."
Ouyang Feige's words were six or seven parts true. Luo Shu had an unparalleled face and a graceful figure, but what was most attractive was her temperament. She was as restrained as water, as all-encompassing as the ocean, yet she also possessed a boundless power like thunder from the heavens, which was captivating.
Wen Baiyun and Qin Fang frowned in displeasure. Ouyang Feige was far too frivolous. Luo Shu had just saved their lives, but now she seemed to be provoked by Ouyang Feige's words. They could not tolerate this.
With a forceful pull from the hilt of the sword, Wen Baiyun drew the sword halfway out of its sheath, its gleaming blade seemingly eager to drink blood.
Qin Fang placed his hand on the hilt of his heavy sword behind him, ready to strike.
Seeing this, Ouyang Feige laughed even more unrestrainedly, his clothes slipping down to both sides of his chest, revealing his full and elastic pectoral muscles, a complete male allure.
He didn't even look at the two people, his fox-like eyes staring straight at Luo Shu, and said, "This Peach Blossom Curse can be removed by practicing my sect's secret technique. Once you've mastered the technique to the ninth level, you can get rid of it."
Wen Baiyun and Qin Fang, who were standing nearby, stopped drawing their swords. They recognized the Peach Blossom Curse on Luo Shu's face, but based on all their past knowledge, they really didn't have any way to suppress it.
If Ouyang Feige's persuasion is so persuasive, and if the Peach Blossom Curse can only be cured by the secret method of the Hehuan Sect, wouldn't that be tantamount to advising Luo Shu to leave the Juque Sword Sect and return to the Hehuan Sect?
They glared at Ouyang Feige, then looked at Luo Shu. They wouldn't try to persuade Luo Shu about this, since it concerned her future progress. They could understand if she wanted to switch sects.
Luo Shu raised her clear eyes and looked at Ouyang Feige, saying, "I will not change sects. This Peach Blossom Curse has little effect on me, and I don't necessarily need to get rid of it."
Everyone present was stunned by Luo Shu's words.
The Peach Blossom Curse doesn't have a big impact, but once you fall in love, it will devour your cultivation until you die of old age, sickness, and death!
This is considered to have little impact? Then all three of them thought of a possibility and looked at the girl in front of them with slightly trembling eyelashes.
The Peach Blossom Curse has little impact under certain conditions; one need not be attached to romantic relationships to be free from the Peach Blossom Curse.
How could such a young girl be so certain that she would never fall in love?
Wen Baiyun's first thought was that Luo Shu had been completely ignored before. When Luo Shu pulled out the sword bone, her heart died. She had not received love, so she closed her heart and refused to be moved.
He sighed inwardly. In the end, Qingyun Peak had let her down.
Qin Fang felt that this was a demonstration of Luo Shu's unwavering focus on the supreme sword path. The romantic thoughts he had just had about Luo Shu vanished, his sword heart hardened, and his eyes revealed his admiration for Luo Shu. He hadn't expected Luo Shu's sword heart to be so strong; he had been complacent.
Ouyang Feige was surprised. How could this girl think like that? Love between men and women is a matter of yin and yang. She was born with such a beautiful face and a gentle temperament. If she joined the Hehuan Sect, the number of people who wanted to cultivate with her would probably stretch from the sect to the Juque Sword Sect. He never expected that she would be so heartless and devoid of love.
Wow, it's getting more and more fascinating.
The three were lost in their own thoughts, but Luo Shu ignored them, simply closing her eyes and continuing to meditate to recover her spiritual energy.
The three of them exchanged glances, then stopped and stayed by Luo Shu's side.
Seeing their state, the disciples dared not make a fuss. They had just narrowly escaped death and were exhausted. After arranging the night watch, they continued to meditate and rest, preparing for the next day.
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