Chapter 76 Summoning System
That single word, uttered like a small animal's whimper, instantly softened all of Xiao Shuying's sharpest emotions.
He sighed resignedly, releasing his grip on Su Yunyu's wrist, pulling him close, and gently patting his back to comfort him.
"I won't say anything more, Master, don't be afraid."
When people feel wronged, they can be quite indulgent, and with someone coaxing them gently, Su Yunyu became even more smug and self-satisfied.
"You just yelled at me."
As he spoke, he leaned on Xiao Shuying's shoulder, his breath warm against her skin. Xiao Shuying felt even more confused and whispered soothingly:
Never again.
Su Yunyu pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty thinking about the soup she had spilled, but she still acted unreasonably:
"You even spilled the soup."
"Okay, okay, I spilled it."
Xiao Shuying curled her lips, thinking that Su Yunyu was like a cat, making a fuss and whimpering when she made a mistake, and the mistake she made was always someone else's fault.
Seeing that he accepted everything, Su Yunyu was at a loss for words.
That's strange. Even after making such a mess of things, Long Aotian isn't angry.
Oh, he was still angry, but he stopped being angry as soon as he cried out in pain.
Could it be that even getting angry requires skill? Su Yunyu swiftly unleashed a barrage of attacks on the 111 within her sea of consciousness:
"Quickly find me a few books on 108 tips for how to infuriate someone. I refuse to believe I won't annoy Long Aotian."
Let me look.
Seeing Xiao Shuying still gently asking him what he wanted to eat, Su Yunyu, determined to see this annoyance through to the end, became bossy:
"I want the white jade lotus from Tianxue Mountain. Go and pick it for me."
On this day, the snow mountain was extremely high and the temperature was extremely low. Low-level cultivators couldn't climb it at all, and even high-level cultivators would perish halfway if they didn't have a magic weapon that could withstand the cold. Moreover, even if they made it to the top, they might not be able to find the White Jade Lotus.
That being said, this lotus is not some kind of celestial treasure, it has no nutritional value, it is merely beautiful, and it is said to be the most ethereal flower in the Three Realms.
Someone once wanted his sweetheart to send him a white jade lotus as a sign of loyalty, but fearing he would die on the snowy mountain, he actually made up an excuse to run away.
Thus, the flower also acquired a touch of romance and horror.
Su Yunyu wanted to see if Xiao Shuying would still tolerate his difficult behavior.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Shuying readily agreed:
"If Master wants it, how can I refuse?"
Seeing that he agreed, Su Yunyu's mind immediately started racing. Just as he was feeling a surge of excitement, he heard Xiao Shuying raise the price on the spot:
"Since Master has entrusted me with this task, I must ask for a reward."
"..."
Su Yunyu immediately pushed Xiao Shuying away, staring at him warily, as if afraid of doing something improper. She even grabbed the brocade quilt beside her and cautiously wrapped it around herself, as if it could protect her from something.
Little did they know that the bright red brocade quilt, embroidered with golden lotus flowers, accentuated Su Yunyu's snow-white skin, especially the long, hanging gauze curtains, which cast a hazy shadow on his face like a veil.
Yet, those wary eyes shimmered with a captivating light, like a painting combining stillness and movement, breathtakingly beautiful.
Xiao Shuying's breath hitched. Ignoring Su Yunyu's wariness, she raised her hand and pulled him tightly into her arms, whispering almost in his ear:
"Master, give me a kiss, and I'll go right away."
Su Yunyu was immediately enraged. This mere white jade lotus dared to expect her to willingly give up her chastity? What a pipe dream!
Just as he was about to raise his hand to slap her again, he suddenly remembered his plan:
If Xiao Shuying goes to pick the white jade lotus, then I will have a chance to escape.
It seems that if we want to have a chance to escape, we must send Xiao Shuying away.
Su Yunyu's hand froze in mid-air, and the force that should have been a fierce slap turned into a gentle caress of Xiao Shuying's cheek.
Let's play along for now, then everything will be easier to discuss later.
As expected, Xiao Shuying was clearly flattered by this treatment. He was stunned as Su Yunyu gently stroked his cheek, and froze on the spot until he heard Su Yunyu say to him:
"I'll agree to your request after you've collected it."
He watched as Su Yunyu's lips curled into a haughty, almost condescending smile. Her previously aloof face became vibrant and alive under that smile, like ripples spread by the wind.
Unconsciously, his entire being was captivated, his breathing became erratic, and all rationality and composure vanished, replaced by a surge of emotions—a mixture of love and pity. He held Su Yunyu tightly, his nose brushing against her snow-white skin, and murmured hoarsely:
"No, Master, kiss me first, then go."
Feeling uncomfortable being rubbed against by Xiao Shuying, Su Yunyu regretted not taking the initiative. He thought that if he had known that taking the initiative would drive Long Aotian to such a frenzy, he would never have done so.
Hearing Xiao Shuying's shameless and arrogant words only fueled her anger. She thought to herself that she had already condescended so much, yet Long Aotian still refused.
Heh, she still dares to say she loves him, clearly only caring about herself. Thinking of this, Su Yunyu's anger flared up, and she could no longer bear it. She kicked him hard.
This time, Xiao Shuying was so engrossed in the cool fragrance of his skin that she naturally endured the solid kick. She didn't feel any pain, only the sensation of the soft skin of his jade foot striking her.
Su Yunyu then sensed that after she kicked him, Long Aotian seemed even more agitated, instantly becoming enraged and shouting:
"Are you even going or not? You can't even meet this small request of mine. What use are you to me?"
"Can't satisfy," "Useless"—such weighty accusations were slapped on her face, and Xiao Shuying immediately straightened up. Seeing Su Yunyu's angry expression, her fair cheeks flushed red with rage, she coaxed her while still smitten:
"Of course I'll go, how could I not go?"
After readily agreeing, Xiao Shuying hugged Su Yunyu again, nuzzling against his chest, feeling the vibrant heartbeat within him. A warm current flowed through her heart, and she felt that Su Yunyu was close to accepting her. So she got up and kissed Su Yunyu's cheek, speaking with utmost tenderness:
"When I return, Master will surely keep his promise."
This promise, of course, is the so-called reward.
Su Yunyu, wanting to get rid of him, naturally endured everything. Upon hearing this, she nodded quickly, her tone urging:
"Of course, go quickly."
"Then Master, wait for me."
Seeing that Su Yunyu did not reject her intimacy this time, Xiao Shuying wanted to kiss his lips before leaving, but just as she leaned in, a slap flew over her with a "smack".
Seeing that his desire was thwarted, he could only take the hand that Su Yunyu had fanned and blow on it. Before Su Yunyu could get impatient, he grabbed the hand and kissed it with his lips before getting up and leaving.
Before leaving, I saw a lonely pillow on the blanket, raised an eyebrow, said nothing, put it in my spatial storage, and left.
Seeing that Xiao Shuying had finally left, Su Yunyu's indignation turned to excitement. He immediately piled the brocade quilt he was wearing back on and called out to 111 in his mind, his tone restless:
"Quickly, quickly, conjure up a human form and do me a favor."
111 and he had always been in the same boat. Hearing this, although puzzled, he was still infected by Su Yunyu's excitement and immediately said with equal fervor:
[good! ]
As soon as she finished speaking, a cloud of white mist appeared. Just like before, Su Yunyu thought that 111 would know what it would transform into this time. But when the white mist dissipated, a curvaceous beauty appeared before her eyes.
Su Yunyu was greatly shocked, but 111 was still striking a pose:
[How do I look?]
Seeing 111's narcissistic behavior, Su Yunyu kicked it, making the chains rattle. 111 darted to the side, looking aggrieved.
[Host, please speak properly and don't hit me. What do you want me to do?]
Su Yunyu said, "I suggest you change your look and then help me destroy this chain."
As he spoke, he flicked the chains binding his ankles, becoming even more enraged, and cursed at the air:
"That damned Long Aotian, is he using me like a dog on a leash?"
Seeing Su Yunyu hitting and cursing at the air, 111 took a step back in fear and wisely did not ask why she had changed her appearance. She obediently changed into the appearance of an ordinary young man.
Then he asked Su Yunyu how she planned to destroy the chains. Su Yunyu then suppressed her resentment, looked at the incredibly sturdy chains, and took out the Xuehua Sword from her spatial storage.
Heh, he refused to believe that a Heavenly Supreme Spiritual Weapon like the Snow Blossom Sword couldn't cut through this tiny iron chain. So Su Yunyu handed the Snow Blossom Sword to 111:
“Cut it off, then I’ll take you away, and we’ll find a way to start another game.”
[Okay, okay, okay]
111 felt no fear, only excitement. Holding the Snow Flower Sword, she touched it reluctantly for a long time before eagerly comparing the distances, trying to find the best place to strike.
Su Yunyu was getting impatient. On one hand, she was afraid that Xiao Shuying would suddenly return, and on the other hand, she was eager to escape as soon as possible. Although committing suicide here would be a good option, who would be willing to die directly if there was a chance of survival?
"Hurry up, stop dawdling."
Urged on, 111 imagined himself as a great swordsman, adopting the imaginary stance of a warrior who could wreak havoc in all directions. He raised the Snow Blossom Sword high, closed his eyes, and slashed down fiercely at the iron chains.
There was no sound of chains snapping, only the dull thud of something being struck. 111 opened her eyes and saw that the Snow Flower Sword had cleaved a corner of the bed frame, but the chains…
The iron chain had already been pulled away from the attack range by Su Yunyu's retracted ankle.
111 immediately put her hands on her hips and started scolding:
Why are you hiding?
Feeling guilty, Su Yunyu touched her nose, offering a slight apology:
"I dodged instinctively."
Seeing that sharp, water-like sword coming at him, the memory of being killed by the Snow Flower Sword in his previous life flooded his mind, and fear surged up, causing him to pull his foot back.
Su Yunyu suddenly grabbed 111's clothes and pleaded:
"Try it again, this time I definitely won't dodge."
111 snorted twice, feeling smug that it had the host under its control, and was about to push its luck a little further when Su Yunyu, who saw right through it, kicked it again in the next second:
"Hurry up, if I can't get out, you'll stay with me for all eternity!"
[Sobbing]
111 felt a pang of resentment, but then obediently raised the Snow Blossom Sword again. She exchanged a glance with Su Yunyu, and after calming themselves, 111 found the right angle, closed her eyes, and slashed down at the iron chain.
A sharp, piercing sound was heard, accompanied by the thud of something flying out. 111 and Su Yunyu looked over at the same time.
To their astonishment, the chains remained completely still. 111 looked at her empty palms and, recalling the commotion just now, stared blankly behind her.
Sure enough, the sword that just flew out was the Snow Flower Sword.
111 scratched his head and said to Su Yunyu:
There's something wrong with your sword.
"Impossible," Su Yunyu immediately denied. He would never believe that the iron chains couldn't even be cut by the Xuehua Sword. He immediately gave the order:
"Take my sword and try again."
He refused to believe that a Heaven-grade spiritual artifact could be defeated by mere iron chains.
Unexpectedly, 111 took the Xuehua Sword back into her hand and was about to raise it when the sword vibrated twice and flew back to Su Yunyu's side. She rubbed the hilt against it, as if silently refusing.
"..."
[...]
Unexpectedly, the Snow Flower Sword behaved this way. Su Yunyu was stunned for a moment before picking it up and leaning it against the iron chain, trying to verify her strange guess.
As expected, Xuehua Sword simply shook its blade, as if shaking its head.
Unexpectedly, the Snow Blossom Sword, such a supreme spiritual weapon, was afraid of iron chains. Su Yunyu immediately felt that she had lost face, took a deep breath, and decided to try again.
Ignoring the silent resistance of the Snow Blossom Sword, Su Yunyu gripped the hilt tightly, closed her eyes, and slashed down at the gleaming iron chain—
Before it could land, the door creaked open.
Startled, Su Yunyu's hand trembled, and the Snow Flower Sword changed direction. The next second, the sharp, cold light at the tip of the sword sliced through the skin of Su Yunyu's ankle.
Blood dripped down, and Su Yunyu felt a sharp pain in her foot, followed by a cool sensation. She didn't care about the condition of her foot and was furious. Just as she was about to see who had disturbed her good time, she looked up at the door and saw a figure dressed in black.
The air fell silent.
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