novelraw Chapter 253 251: Poor Pei Yuhang, Played in the Palm of His Senior Sister's Hand
Chapter 253 251: Poor Pei Yuhang, Played in the Palm of His Senior Sister's Hand
Lu Ruoxi watched the tips of Pei Yuhang's ears flush red, her own beautiful eyes brimming with a cunning light. She brought her slender, pale fingers to her lips, and her shoulders trembled slightly with a soft laugh.
"Alright, alright. I won't tease you anymore."
She wiped the smile from her face. As she stretched her graceful waist, her wide, crimson gauze sleeves slid down, revealing forearms as smooth as polished jade. "Junior Brother, it's time we got down to business."
"I need to borrow your Pure Yang True Qi to break through the bottleneck in my Body Furnace Secret Technique."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yuhang's mind flashed back to that voluptuous scene of them bathing naked together in the Pill Furnace...
His knuckles, clenched tight, turned as white as fresh snow. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, and he said softly:
"Senior Sister, this time… can we please not cultivate the way we did before?"
Lu Ruoxi pivoted lightly on her toes, her green skirt swaying like a willow branch.
Her beautiful eyes deepened as she looked at Pei Yuhang, her warm breath carrying a faint fragrance of orchid and musk.
"In what way?"
"Could you be a little more specific, Junior Brother? Otherwise, how am I supposed to know if you dislike that method of cultivation… or if you dislike me."
Pei Yuhang thought of his Dao Companion at home, of the vow of pure love they had shared. He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.
'I can't give in to Senior Sister again!'
"It's… it's the stripping naked and bathing together in the Pill Furnace."
Lu Ruoxi blinked at his words, then drew out her next sentence in a puzzled tone, "Junior Brother, why is that not okay?"
"The Body Furnace cultivation method requires it. The efficiency of absorbing your Pure Yang True Qi is much higher without any clothing to get in the way."
"Besides… I recently learned a new Dual Cultivation Technique. It won't just help me break through my bottleneck, but it can also help you reach a new level, Junior Brother."
Pei Yuhang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took half a step back. "But... how can you and I use a Dual Cultivation Method?!"
"There's no need to worry, Junior Brother!"
Lu Ruoxi took a step forward, her delicate hand gently taking his arm. "It's precisely because we're fellow disciples who've cultivated together since childhood. Our minds are in sync, which is why this technique will be twice as effective for us."
"We're just helping each other out. You're the one with the dirty mind, Junior Brother."
Pei Yuhang felt the warmth spreading from her fingertips, and his Adam's apple bobbed. "But..."
"But what?" Lu Ruoxi's gaze shifted. "Could it be… you find me repulsive, Junior Brother?"
Pei Yuhang recalled Liyuan's smiling face, and then the dream where he saw her weeping in despair after discovering his disgraceful side. He could no longer hold back his true feelings!
"I feel like this method of cultivation is letting Liyuan down!
"Senior Sister Lu's cultivation is important, of course, but Liyuan is my Dao Companion! We have to consider her feelings!"
Lu Ruoxi's eyes narrowed. She pressed forward, closing the distance, and a strand of her dark hair brushed almost imperceptibly against Pei Yuhang's cheek.
"So, us stripping naked and bathing together in the Pill Furnace… did you tell Junior Sister Ye?"
"Of course not! How could I possibly tell Liyuan something like that?"
"Well, isn't that just perfect? Liyuan doesn't know, so how can you say we're disregarding her feelings? Besides—"
Lu Ruoxi's voice trailed off into a breathy whisper. She gently bit a strand of dark hair that had fallen across her chest, her tone instantly becoming utterly coquettish.
"...it's not as if you and I haven't done far worse things together, Junior Brother."
Lu Ruoxi's words were like a soft, pliable sword piercing Pei Yuhang's chest. The memory of those immoral, intimate moments made him clench his fists, an unspeakable mix of regret and anger rising within him.
"Enough!"
"You clearly said that day that we would forget those mistakes together! Why… why do you keep bringing it up over and over again!"
After Pei Yuhang's outburst, a sudden silence fell.
His Adam's apple bobbed. Seeing the corners of Lu Ruoxi's eyes turn red, he instantly knew he'd gone too far.
Lu Ruoxi bit her lower lip and let out a wretched laugh.
"My, you really are considerate of Junior Sister Ye's feelings, aren't you—"
"In that case, why don't you just make a clean break with me and we'll never see each other again!"
Her final words were as delicate as crushed peach blossom petals, and they seemed to fall right into Pei Yuhang's constricted pupils.
He was just about to speak.
But Lu Ruoxi abruptly turned her head away, giving him no chance, her voice choked and gravelly.
"After all, to you, I'm just a little dog you can summon and dismiss at will. You come to me when you need Spirit Stones or Elixirs, and then kick me away when you're done with me."
"As for my own loneliness and desolation, when have you ever given it a second thought?"
Pei Yuhang watched her trembling eyelashes cast shadows like butterfly wings on her porcelain-white cheeks.
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't refute her words. She was right. Ever since his Dao Companion was gravely injured, ever since his Master had vanished into the Endless Sea without a trace...
He had been forced to rely on his Senior Sister, re-establishing contact and constantly asking her for help.
As this realization dawned on Pei Yuhang, his knuckles, tightly clutching the hem of his robes, turned a deathly pale. It felt as if letting go for even a moment would send him plunging into a bottomless Abyss.
Seeing Pei Yuhang's regretful expression, Lu Ruoxi's red lips curled into a smirk where he couldn't see.
But the moment Pei Yuhang looked up, her expression instantly shifted back to one of sorrow, like a tragic beauty who had been cruelly used and discarded.
"But how could any of this be your fault?"
"I'm just an outsider, after all. How could I ever hope to compare with Junior Sister Ye?"
She suddenly let out a light, resigned laugh. As she turned, her long, dark hair swept across the tip of Pei Yuhang's nose, carrying the scent of Spiritual Medicine—an elegant fragrance mixed with a bitter note.
The honey-coated words stabbed into Pei Yuhang, making his heart ache. He subconsciously grabbed her cold wrist. "Senior Sister, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant."
"I… I misspoke just now."
"Shhh—"
A fingertip carrying the fragrance of orchids and spice suddenly pressed against his lips. Lu Ruoxi tilted her face up, as beautiful as ever, but her every breath was like a soft blade dipped in poison.
"An apology from you, Junior Brother? A useful 'little dog' like me couldn't possibly accept that."
"You should go back and pour all of your affection onto Junior Sister Ye."
"Senior Sister, don't go!"
Pei Yuhang gripped Lu Ruoxi's jade-like wrist tightly, which made her let out a bitter laugh.
"Didn't you just say you hated cultivating with me in the bath, Junior Brother? If that's the case, just let me go. You can get back to the Cold Palace Sword Mansion and see your Junior Sister Ye sooner."
"After all, you don't care about me anyway, Junior Brother."
The rims of Lu Ruoxi's eyes were red, her tears brimming with endless grievance as she turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
"No, it's not that I don't care about you, Senior Sister… I just…"
Pei Yuhang's searing breath washed over the cool nape of her neck, sending a shiver through them both.
"Just what?"
Lu Ruoxi suddenly spun around to face him, her gaze fixed on the emotions churning in Pei Yuhang's eyes. Her breath was as fragrant as an orchid as her fingertips slipped through the opening of his robes, gliding across his warm skin.
'Lu Fairy knew, right then, that after playing games for so long, it was finally time to completely conquer her adorable Junior Brother Pei.'
Taking advantage of the moment, Lu Ruoxi pressed Pei Yuhang back against a gnarled, ancient cypress tree.
In the shadows of the verdant tree, the mist in Lu Fairy's eyes had vanished, replaced by a sharp glint like forged starlight. "Since you can't put it into words—"
"—then prove it with your actions."
Her unfinished words melted into the sweetness on his lips. Pei Yuhang's eyes widened, but he knew he could no longer refuse her.