Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 390 377: Trial of Heart Tribulation 11 - Let's Elope, I'll Definitely Take You Away This Time

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Have you lost your mind, Pei Yuhang!"

Fan Xuan shoved Pei Yuhang away. Her cheeks were crimson like the sunset glow, and even the tips of her ears were tinged with a delicate pink. She bit her lower lip, her eyelashes trembling, and glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, a mixture of embarrassment and anger, like a flustered cat with its fur on end.

Her head felt dizzy, and her beautiful eyes, full of indignation as she looked at Pei Yuhang, accused him of deliberately teasing her.

'He was so cold and indifferent before, how could he change so drastically in the blink of an eye?'

'He must think I, Fan Xuan, am some naive little girl who can be bewitched by just a few sweet words!'

'Pei Yuhang, you must be trying to build me up just to tear me down!'

Faced with the girl's distrust, Pei Yuhang pressed his lips together, a bitter taste filling his heart.

He was reaping what he had sown.

He had clearly maxed out Fan Xuan's affection for him before... but as soon as he had, he immediately chose to be cold and ignore her.

'A young woman falling in love for the first time is naturally sensitive. After being "hurt" like that, it's only natural for her to be wary.'

"I'm sorry, Fan Xuan… My mind has been a mess. It wasn't because of you; I was just stuck overthinking things."

"I've worked through it now, but I've probably lost your trust."

Pei Yuhang stood up, looking dejected.

Fan Xuan stared at his lowered eyelashes, and her heart suddenly clenched.

'Damn it. I should be angry, so why does seeing him like this make me feel...?'

"Wait!"

She grabbed his wrist, her grip so tight it nearly left fingerprints.

Pei Yuhang looked up in surprise, only to see her turn her face away and squeeze out a mosquito-like mumble from between her teeth:

"Scumbag… You can't be the only one to take advantage. I… I have to get even…"

With her cheeks flushed, Fan Xuan's voice was muffled, and Pei Yuhang only caught the first half of what she said.

"What did you say?"

"I said, rather than letting some other female disciple catch you and make a mess of things while you're escaping… I'd rather do it myself!"

Fan Xuan's entire face was beet red, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

She recklessly crashed her lips against his, not even caring that their teeth knocked together painfully. She just gnawed at him haphazardly, like a little beast baring its fangs.

Her clumsy attempts to take from him were painful for Pei Yuhang.

But he just looked at her with adoration, having all the patience in the world to guide her.

A hazy shimmer flickered in Fan Xuan's beautiful eyes, but her thin lips didn't forget to complain:

"Mmph… How are you so skilled at this… You damn scumbag, before you were captured and brought to the Yin Yang Sacred Land, you must have used your good looks to trick little girls all the time!"

"…"

Pei Yuhang rolled his eyes. 'This girl is a little too mischievous.'

'Looks like I'll have to teach her a serious lesson!'

The brief interruption did nothing to dispel the room's amorous atmosphere; instead, the passion only intensified.

...

However, just as the Holy Daughter's personal prize and the Holy Daughter's little maid—

—were intimately entwined, their feelings deepening by the moment.

Shang Miaoyan, who was in seclusion, seemed to sense something. A sudden premonition made her brows knit together slightly.

But she was at a critical point in her seclusion and couldn't afford to be distracted. She could only forcibly suppress that sliver of unease and continue her cultivation.

...

"Xiaoxuan, come with me."

Pei Yuhang's arms wrapped tightly around the slender waist of the girl in his embrace. His palm pressed against her skin, which was as smooth as milk, and his fingertips tightened slightly, as if he feared she would disappear the next moment.

Hearing this, the blush on Fan Xuan's pretty face faded slightly, and a flicker of disappointment appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Pei Yuhang… I really can't go with you. If I leave, what about my sister?"

"The Holy Daughter will definitely implicate her."

Hearing this, Pei Yuhang's hands clenched into fists.

"Xiaoxuan, you don't need to worry about your sister… She's smarter than you think."

'To protect herself, she'd even be willing to sacrifice your life.'

'But that was all in a past life.'

Pei Yuhang had no way to tell the current Fan Xuan this; she wouldn't believe him even if he did.

"I know my sister is smart, but I still can't stop worrying about her."

"I have to stay in the Sect…"

Pei Yuhang's hand on the girl's waist tightened.

"If you stay in the Sect, you'll die."

"Shang Miaoyan isn't a fool. After I leave, you'll be the first person she targets."

"That cold-blooded woman won't care about your past relationship. She will really kill you."

"…"

At the mention of the word "death," Fan Xuan's hands, which were holding Pei Yuhang, trembled.

Of course she was afraid.

Of course, she didn't want to die.

After all, she had only just tasted the beauty and passion of this world.

How could she be willing to sink into the cold silence of death?

But if she left, what would happen to her sister?

If the Holy Daughter wouldn't spare her, would she spare her sister?

"Then bring your sister with us when we leave!"

Pei Yuhang's voice grew solemn.

"Bring my sister with us? My sister would never agree to go."

Fan Xuan instinctively rejected Pei Yuhang's proposal, but then she realized he couldn't have failed to consider something so obvious, unless…

Her gaze met Pei Yuhang's, and in that instant, she saw the decisiveness in his eyes.

"That's right. If Fan Ya isn't willing to come on her own, then we'll knock her out and carry her!"

"No matter what, I am not leaving you here, Xiaoxuan!"

Outside the window, the wind suddenly rose, swirling fallen leaves into the air.

Fan Xuan stared at him, her heart pounding like a drum.

...

「Night.」

Moonlight, like water, poured down, coating the courtyard in a cool, silvery glow.

A light breeze swept through the treetops, rustling the leaves and adding to the quiet solitude.

Dressed in purple, Fan Ya stood quietly, her skirt fluttering gently in the night wind. She was like a blooming violet, proud and cold.

Her face was as calm as still water, yet her eyes seemed to hold a swirling undercurrent. Her gaze remained fixed on the courtyard gate, as if trying to see through it.

Finally, with a soft CREAK, the wooden gate opened, and a slender figure slowly stepped inside.

"Sister…"

Fan Xuan called out softly, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's buzz. She lowered her head slightly, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the corner of her clothes. Her gaze darted away, not daring to meet Fan Ya's eyes, revealing a trace of unease and guilt.

Fan Ya remained silent, her eyes moving slightly as she carefully studied her younger sister. After a long moment, she finally parted her lips, her voice as cold as frost:

"You're back?"

"Yes…"

"You did it, didn't you."

"Did… No, sister, what are you talking about!"

Fan Xuan's pretty face instantly felt like it was on fire.

"Xiaoxuan, do you think you can still hide it from me?"

"Yin Yang Dao Cultivators are most sensitive to these matters. The scent on you now is like a spring breeze blowing through a peach blossom forest, filled with a cloying sweetness."

Fan Ya watched as Fan Xuan's head drooped lower and lower, then let out a soft sigh.

"Xiaoxuan, so you've taken this step after all."

"Even I can tell that you've lost your virginity. Do you think the Holy Daughter could possibly fail to notice?"

"You stole her personal prize from right under her nose… Come with me and admit your mistake."

"I still have a way to protect you. All you have to do is beg the Holy Daughter and tell her that Pei Yuhang deliberately seduced you, that his goal was to use you to escape the Yin Yang Sacred Land."

"For a short time, the Holy Daughter will focus all her attention on Pei Yuhang and won't be watching you."

"As for what happens after that, I will think of something… This is your only chance to survive."

As she spoke, Fan Ya walked toward Fan Xuan and held out her hand.

"Xiaoxuan, do you still not trust your sister?"

Fan Xuan pressed her lips together, a conflicted look flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Sister, besides hiding it from the Holy Daughter or confessing… there's actually a third option."

With Fan Ya's intelligence, she understood what her sister was trying to say almost instantly.

"You want to betray the Sect?!"

"Fan Xuan, you've gone completely mad!"

Fan Ya never imagined that her sister, who seemed stubborn but was actually timid and conservative, would have such a naive idea. Her eyes flickered for a moment before she said sternly:

"Pei Yuhang told you this, didn't he? He's the one encouraging you to leave the Yin Yang Sacred Land, isn't he!"

"Silly sister, you're being used by that man! It's impossible for a Cauldron Slave to escape the Yin Yang Sacred Land alone. He needs at least one high-ranking Female Cultivator to provide cover."

"Pei Yuhang must have realized this, which is why he approached you and is using you!"

Fan Xuan clenched her fists and shook her head. "Sister, you've misunderstood Yuhang… He isn't that selfish. In fact, the idea of escaping the Yin Yang Sacred Land was something I suggested to him…"

"Trust me, sister, as long as we escape together—"

HUM—!!

The faint fluctuation of Spiritual Qi from an activating Array reached Fan Xuan's ears.

Fan Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to use Sword Control to retreat.

But it was too late.

Countless strands of bright Red Silk shot out from the flowerbeds in the courtyard, binding Fan Xuan completely and hoisting her into the air.

"Sister, let me go!"

Fan Xuan's gaze toward her sister was complicated. She had never imagined that Fan Ya, who had always doted on her, would actually move against her.

And by the looks of it, this Array had been set up for who knows how long…

'So, my sister was prepared to take me by force all along.'

"Xiaoxuan, forgive me."

"To ensure you survive, this is the only way."

Fan Ya said, reaching out a fingertip to touch her sister's forehead.

Just then.

HUM—

A clear sword hum rang out.

Fan Ya watched as the shredded Red Silk drifted down like cherry blossom petals, her outstretched fingertip freezing in midair.

"Xiaoxuan, you didn't convince her… So, can I make a move on your sister now?"

Behind her, the White-clothed Sword Immortal holding Fan Xuan spoke softly.