Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 204 - 203: Yueqiu, Anyone But You

"BLECH—!"

Bei Lingyin spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale. She braced herself against the wall to keep from collapsing pathetically to the ground.

Her Heart Eye Divine Abilities had backfired, inflicting severe damage on her Divine Soul. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she had lost half her life.

'Damn it! What kind of deathtrap is this Cold Palace Sword Mansion? How could it be so dangerous!'

Bei Lingyin had roamed the Jianghu for years and thought herself fully fledged. She believed her skills in Stealth and assassination allowed her to come and go from any Sacred Land as she pleased. Never had she imagined she'd nearly capsize in a small, shabby mansion in the middle of nowhere.

This whole ordeal made her too scared to go looking for Qing Yueqiu anymore.

'I'll just have to focus on recovering for now. Damn it, this will delay my investigation into the two sects' joint secret operation! Shit! Why did I have to act on a whim and take such a risk at the Cold Palace Sword Mansion...'

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted it. She staggered back to the palace where the Yin Yang Sacred Land was stationed, doing her best to avoid the patrolling disciples to keep from exposing herself.

But even in her heavily injured state, she couldn't avoid Chen Shishi, who lived in the same courtyard.

Of course, Bei Lingyin never expected to hide her condition from a fellow Divinity Transformation Stage expert, let alone a fallen Beautiful Nun. As a professional assassin, disguise was just as essential as Stealth.

Even if discovered, she would remain as cool as a cucumber.

"Lingyin, what were you doing out so late?"

Chen Shishi's eyes narrowed, her gaze sweeping over Bei Lingyin's trembling legs and her pretty face, which was pale with a feverish blush.

As a Yin Yang Dao Female Cultivator, how could she not know what had happened?

"You really are secretly wild, aren't you? Sneaking out in the middle of the night to fool around with a man! And didn't you swear up and down before that you looked down on such sneaky business?"

Chen Shishi walked up to Bei Lingyin and gave her an annoyed shove.

She was quite resentful. Her bestie went out to fool around with a man and didn't even invite her... What a fake friendship. She was hogging all the good stuff for herself, not even leaving behind the scraps!

The sudden push sent the heavily injured Bei Lingyin stumbling. She let out a muffled groan, nearly falling. A surge of energy rushed up from her lungs, and she tasted something coppery and sweet in her throat.

"You're internally injured? Don't tell me... you were the one who got plundered!"

"Mmm... I was careless. I underestimated him. The Xuanyuan Dao Sect is a Major Sect full of hidden masters," Bei Lingyin said, feigning exasperation.

"You shameless hussy!"

Chen Shishi's gaze toward Bei Lingyin was filled with contempt. To be a Yin Yang Dao Female Cultivator and end up being plundered by someone else—it was a disgrace to the Yin Yang Sacred Land.

"You damn bald-head, if I couldn't handle him, you'd do even worse! I bet you wouldn't last three seconds before your hips turned as limp as a slug's!"

Bei Lingyin put on an air of defiance.

Her words greatly provoked Chen Shishi, making the gorgeous nun refuse to believe that such a powerful man could exist in the world.

For a moment, she completely overlooked the many illogical aspects of Bei Lingyin's injury.

For instance, she didn't have the tainted aura that came from being plundered, and her wounds were to her Divine Soul, not her physical body.

Seeing that she had successfully diverted Chen Shishi's attention, Bei Lingyin breathed a sigh of relief internally.

She put on a stubborn, tsundere-like act, planning to bluff her way through this. Now, all she had to do was get away from this lecherous nun and make it into her room. If she could do that, she would have cleared this hurdle that had nearly exposed her as a spy!

However, Chen Shishi's persistence was beyond Bei Lingyin's expectations. She clung to her side, questioning her relentlessly, seemingly determined to drag the man's name out of her.

Utterly annoyed, Bei Lingyin finally said coldly, "It was Pei Yuhang!"

"The Cold Sun Sword Immortal, Pei Yuhang! There, are you satisfied? If you're so capable, go plunder him yourself!"

"What, you really... with Pei Sword Immortal

...did it?!"

Chen Shishi clenched her fists, the jealousy in her beautiful eyes reaching its peak.

If she could have a night of passion with a man that handsome, she would gladly accept it, even if she were the one to be plundered and her Cultivation plummeted!

But by now, Bei Lingyin had already entered her room and closed the door, so she naturally didn't answer.

Chen Shishi stomped her foot in frustration and cursed under her breath, 'Who are you kidding? Why would Pei Sword Immortal be interested in your scrawny, stick-like figure...'

'But—'

'There really is a trace of Cold Attribute Spiritual Energy lingering on Bei Lingyin... Even though she tried to cleanse it, she couldn't hide it from my senses.'

'In the entire Xuanyuan Dao Sect, when you mention snow, the only place that comes to mind is Pei Yuhang's residence, the Cold Palace Sword Mansion!'

Chen Shishi licked the tip of her tongue, desire stirring in her heart.

Even though she still didn't believe Bei Lingyin was lucky enough to have had a taste of the Sword Immortal.

But she already had the wicked impulse, and now, provoked, she had found the wicked courage to match.

'I should try to get in touch with Pei Sword Immortal in the next couple of days~ If I succeed in setting something up, I'll just consider it a contribution to the harmonious exchange between our two great sects!'

"Amitabha~"

Her heart itching with anticipation, Chen Shishi pressed her palms together and, in a voice dripping with seduction, recited the blasphemous Buddhist mantra.

...

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"Master, why? Why would you do something like that with Junior Sister and that bitch, Ji Xichan!"

"Have you no shame before Mistress? Do you think you're worthy of my respect?"

"Speak! Just how many women have you been with behind my back and Mistress's!"

Looking at Qing Yueqiu's expression of ultimate disappointment, Pei Yuhang felt as if a thousand arrows had pierced his heart. Every breath was painful.

"Yueqiu, please, let me explain... As your master, I didn't mean to..."

"Silence. You are no longer worthy of being my master."

Qing Yueqiu gave a sorrowful laugh, then raised her head, her crimson pupils fixed on him.

The corners of her lips curled up, and a morbid smile spread across her flushed face.

"Pei Yuhang, you man who would make a wife of anyone. Instead of letting some other woman have you for cheap, why not me~? After all, I, Yueqiu, have been with you for so many years. Won't you let me have a taste of the Sword Immortal, too~?"

As Qing Yueqiu spoke, her slender, pale fingers grew larger and larger in Pei Yuhang's vision—

"No, you can't!"

"Anyone but you!"

Pei Yuhang suddenly woke with a start. He shot upright, realizing he was drenched in sweat.

"Ah Han, did you have another nightmare? What was that about 'can't'..."

Ye Liyuan, sleeping beside him, was woken by his sudden movement. But she showed no sign of displeasure. Instead, she gently took out a handkerchief and began to wipe the cold sweat from Ah Han's body.

"Ah Han, you've been having nightmares more frequently again."

"Honestly. A few days ago, I was the one having nightmares, and now your old problem is back. We really are a 'perfectly matched' pair of Dao Companions, aren't we?"

Ye Liyuan gave a self-deprecating smile, but her small hand silently intertwined with Pei Yuhang's.

She rested her head on his shoulder, her voice as soft and soothing as a spring breeze.

"Ah Han, you've said it before: the things that happen in nightmares aren't real."

"So whatever you just dreamed about, it will absolutely never happen, okay~?"