novelraw Chapter 43 : Senior Sister, Please Enlighten Me
Chapter 43 : Senior Sister, Please Enlighten Me
Chapter 43: Senior Sister, Please Enlighten Me
“Junior Sister? You’ve already restored your cultivation?”
Qiu Yuehan frowned, looking at Xia Lianxue.
“Thanks to Young Master’s blessing.”
So fast in restoring her cultivation—this old monster truly had countless methods.
Xia Lianxue said lightly: “I’ve even gone a step further. I’ve already entered the Dao, whereas Senior Sister has yet to do so. I will suppress my cultivation and compete with you in a match.”
Qiu Yuehan froze, looking at Lu Changyuan in disbelief.
Her junior sister’s progress had been even slower than hers, and yet now she had already broken through!?
Lu Changyuan said helplessly: “Hold on, the duel can wait until later. I previously asked Fairy Yuehan to help me find something within Jade Palace.”
Xia Lianxue snorted softly, not speaking.
Only then did Qiu Yuehan nod: “I didn’t find it. I checked the palace’s storerooms, but there was nothing related to what you call the Drunken Red Luan.”
Lu Changyuan thought the same.
After all, even he had only just heard of this so-called Drunken Red Luan.
This item was a heaven-and-earth treasure that had only appeared within the last five hundred years. Having no record of it was only natural: “What about elsewhere?”
“There’s no mention of it in the palace’s texts either. I also asked the old caretaker of the storerooms, and he hadn’t heard of it.”
“Then forget it.”
Forget it?
Just like that?
Lu Changyuan abruptly shifted the topic: “Your junior sister once tried to kill you because she was implanted with a demon seed by True Person Han Yi. Now that she has returned, it is to settle accounts with Han Yi.”
“True Person Han Yi planted a demon seed in Junior Sister?!”
Lu Changyuan said: “You don’t believe me?”
Qiu Yuehan recalled that day when True Person Han Yi’s emotions had been out of control.
That was clearly because something hadn’t gone her way, and in her shame and anger she had lost her composure: “I believe you, only...”
Compared to True Person Han Yi, she indeed trusted Xia Lianxue more.
Thus she told the two of them the current situation within Jade Palace.
“Young Master?”
Xia Lianxue turned her head to look at Lu Changyuan, but Lu Changyuan only said: “Tomorrow we ascend the mountain. Since your disciple status hasn’t been revoked, you should return and confront True Person Han Yi properly. If she refuses to act with dignity, then we’ll help her preserve it.”
The window wasn’t tightly closed.
It seemed as if the wind had blown in, carrying a chill into Lu Changyuan’s words.
Qiu Yuehan nodded, preparing to leave and return to the mountain.
But suddenly, she halted her steps, her expression turning strange.
She looked at Xia Lianxue: “Junior Sister, could I trouble you to step outside for a moment? I have something... to say to him.”
“Senior Sister?”
Xia Lianxue glanced searchingly at Lu Changyuan.
Seeing Lu Changyuan also looking completely bewildered, she pushed the door open and walked out.
She was about to return to Jade Palace, and in truth her heart was in chaos.
Only because Lu Changyuan was beside her did she restrain herself from showing it.
Tonight, the stars were bright.
The Fairy decided to count the stars.
Then she would carefully think over what the dream from last night really meant.
Why had True Person Hanshui found her within a land of snow and ice? How could an infant possibly survive in such a place?
Beneath the full moon were countless bright stars, shimmering just as they had a thousand years ago.
How many stars had Young Master asked her to count last time?
It seemed to be two hundred and forty-seven.
Then this time she must count to two hundred and forty-seven.
…..
Inside the room.
Lu Changyuan suddenly seemed to recall something and chuckled: “Ah, yes. I helped you unravel the demon mark. As for the Drunken Red Luan, I’ll find my own way.”
It seemed he no longer needed Qiu Yuehan.
But Qiu Yuehan suddenly said: “Don’t unravel it!”
She had reaped plenty of benefits.
This demon mark could even aid her in cultivating the Supreme Pure-Spirit Forget-Immortal Technique.
Why should she have it undone?
Besides, this old monster across from her didn’t seem inclined to do anything to her.
“What is it? Can’t bear to part with my demon mark? Or is it that you’ve grown used to entrusting your life to others, Fairy?”
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Qiu Yuehan snapped coldly, but the faint pink blossoming on her snowy neck could not be faked.
No matter how aloof a Fairy, her skin was still warm and smooth.
She turned back, her flowing hair cascading down like irresistible silk.
Only after making sure the doors and windows were locked did Qiu Yuehan turn again: “Your demon mark is very useful, so I don’t want to remove it...”
To think that after being imprinted with a demon mark, she would have to thank me.
Lu Changyuan smiled, shaking his head, then nodding.
He had expected as much.
The cold and aloof female immortal before him could not possibly resist the temptation of his cultivation method: “So then, what do you want me to do?”
Qiu Yuehan’s red lips parted slightly, but for a long time no words came out.
The words caught in her throat.
She was exceedingly beautiful. Xia Lianxue’s beauty was a gentle spring breeze, like that of a neighborly younger sister—the beauty of a first love. But Qiu Yuehan’s beauty was of another kind.
Her beauty was flamboyant, like a water lily blooming aloof in a cold pool—a beauty that could only be admired from afar, never defiled.
Coupled with her usual icy demeanor, it only made her seem all the more untouchable.
Lu Changyuan asked in puzzlement: “If you still want to keep the demon mark, then why seek me out?”
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Qiu Yuehan stammered: “Change the place.”
“Change the place?”
Lu Changyuan didn’t understand for a moment, until the Fairy, flustered and angry, said: “Move the demon mark to another spot—even the back would do! The front is too easy to be seen!”
She stepped forward, gripping his shoulders tightly: “Do you know how easy it is for people to see the demon mark on my shoulder? Quickly, change it to somewhere else.”
At this moment, the Jade Palace’s chief True Disciple was no longer her calm and detached self. Her pretty face was flushed crimson, her hands trembling.
She felt that every time she faced Lu Changyuan, she lost composure far too easily.
That moonlit immortal, wholly devoted to the sword, seemed hidden away.
Lu Changyuan’s expression turned odd: “Moving it to another spot isn’t impossible, but that depends on whether you’re willing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you still remember how I marked you in the first place?”
Qiu Yuehan couldn’t help but recall within Cihang Palace, when Lu Changyuan’s gentle fingers had touched her shoulder.
It was as if an electric current had spread from her heart to all her limbs, shockingly numbing.
The Fairy’s breath caught: “You mean... you mean with your hand?”
Her voice even trembled.
Her pristine body had never been touched before.
Lu Changyuan spread his hands: “What else? If not, I can simply remove the demon mark. Just one more tap on your shoulder will do.”
The demon mark must never be removed.
If it were gone, what of her new Dao?
Qiu Yuehan suddenly asked: “What Dao do you think I should cultivate?”
“The Red Dust Sword Dao.”
“Very well.” The Fairy said: “Then use your hand.”
The shift was so abrupt that Lu Changyuan was caught off guard.
Talking about demon marks, and suddenly she asked what Dao she should cultivate. Then after asking, she suddenly said something he couldn’t quite parse—“Then use your hand.”
Lu Changyuan was sitting. Qiu Yuehan suddenly stepped forward, and now Lu Changyuan’s head was level with the Fairy’s chest.
“Through clothing, it won’t work.”
His head was now buried against her abdomen. His warm breath pierced through the thin veil, brushing against her skin, sending a shiver through her.
Qiu Yuehan all but used her full strength: “You, put it in, quickly change it to another place. Hurry, before Junior Sister finds out!”
She felt dizzy.
At some point, she had risen onto her tiptoes, her slender, elegant legs taut as a bowstring.
Bang!
The door was suddenly flung open.
“What is it you don’t want me to find out?”
Qiu Yuehan instinctively tried to push Lu Changyuan away, but since his hand happened to be behind her back, she instead bounced into his embrace.
Her beautiful hair fell messily across him, making it look as though she had thrown herself into his arms.
“What... are you two doing?”
Xia Lianxue’s voice was cold.
She hadn’t been in the mood to count stars at all.
She swore she had only been a little curious, just a little, and so she had unethically eavesdropped.
Well then!
So that was what was going on.
Whispering sweet nothings behind her back.
Xia Lianxue’s face was cold as though carved from winter’s blade, cutting into Qiu Yuehan with pain.
“Senior Sister? Can you tell me? What were you two doing?”
Qiu Yuehan pushed herself up in a fluster and hurriedly said: “No, it’s not what you think, it’s nothing, just an accident... I’ll just... I’ll just be going now!”
She hastily straightened her clothes and fled out the door.