The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 977 - 535: A Pleasant Dream (Part 2)

"Truly, there’s no need." He stood up, and indeed, that deep sense of fatigue was gone. After all, he was a great demon with profound cultivation, needing only a short sleep to fully recover from exhaustion. She sat watching him, only then realizing that Miluo was quite tall as well, only slightly shorter than Changtian.

The light elongated his shadow. Miluo looked straight at her and suddenly walked over.

One step, two steps.

Then he slowed down and stopped three feet in front of her. In front of him was a barrier formed of Divine Power, softly yet resolutely keeping him outside.

"Why have you become so estranged from me?"

Ning Xiaoxian’s lips twitched: "If you have something to say, just say it. I can hear you."

He slightly curled his lips into a mischievous smile: "This distance is too far, it’s inconvenient to talk." He lifted his leg and took another step forward.

Ning Xiaoxian immediately felt the pressure increase. The barrier she formed with Divine Power wobbled under Miluo’s pressure, like a soap bubble ready to burst at any moment.

It seemed Miluo had indeed inherited a substantial fortune from the former Old Mansion Master and adapted well. His previous cultivation was never this profound.

Just one more step and he’d be right in front of her. Ning Xiaoxian had no choice but to stand up, watching him warily: "What are you doing?" He was so close, invading her personal space, making her very uncomfortable.

"Ning Xiaoxian." Miluo slightly lowered his head to look down at her, his eyes glittering like the reddest gemstones, "Come to my side."

She was taken aback and frowned displeased: "I already said, I have..."

"No matter what he has, I can give you something better." Miluo interrupted her, "I don’t know what pact you made with the Ba Snake God, but whatever you were aiming for, it’s clearly failed. You shouldn’t be bound by that pact anymore." His voice was deep, smooth, and confident, "You should be free now. Come to my side, I don’t believe you’ve never felt anything for me."

The air around her seemed to grow hot. Honestly, being stared at by someone like Miluo, any woman would feel the way Alexander’s statue does.

Seeing her lips slightly parted, moist and tempting, he couldn’t help but recall the smoothness he experienced last time they kissed, his heart fluttered, and he couldn’t resist bending down to kiss her.

The action halted halfway because Ning Xiaoxian had already slipped the dagger Tusk from her sleeve, pressing it against his chest. The Purple Gold Robe was not thick, and he could feel the icy tip of the blade.

"Look but don’t touch, Lord Miluo!" Her eyes had already taken on a hint of anger.

The delicate anger and indifference were written on her pretty face. Miluo smiled slightly, surprisingly ignoring the dagger against his heart, still bent down to cover her lips. This action would willingly feed his heart to the sharp blade of Tusk. With the sharpness of her weapon, Miluo’s body wouldn’t withstand it, and he would be pierced through.

Ning Xiaoxian was startled and instinctively retracted Tusk. Miluo originally reached out to grab her arm, but his fingers only touched her clothing before Ning Xiaoxian moved faster than him, her body flickered, and she had already shifted three feet away. He kissed nothing but air, keeping his stooped posture.

Her face was covered with frost, and she said coldly, "It’s getting late, Master, you should be going back."

Miluo watched her, slowly straightening his body, then suddenly laughed, "Ning Xiaoxian, can I truly not make your heart flutter?"

She replied crossly, "I have someone I like, no matter how good you are, you’re not mine. Besides, as a married man, do you have the right to say such things?"

Miluo’s red eyes narrowed: "Me? A married man?"

"Aren’t you engaged to Jin Manyi for life?"

"Merely engaged. I have many matters to discuss with Jishi Building." Miluo said lightly, "My engagement with Jin Manyi is only because we have mutual needs with Jishi Building. She understands, and so do I."

"So you plan to flirt outside?" She sneered, "No, thank you. Go find someone else."

He pursed his lips, eyes filled with interest, "So, you’re mad that I got engaged to Jin Manyi and still want to seek you as a companion?"

She fell into silence, then stated bluntly, "I’ve made it clear, I have someone I love. In this life, other than him, I want no one else!"

Surprisingly, Miluo wasn’t angered, he just stared at her for a long moment, then shook his head and said, "You’re young, you don’t understand that for beings with long lifespans like us, affection is like the gap between white horses, fleeting. Your current thoughts, in a hundred, a thousand years, will no longer exist; the person you hold dear may not feel the same about you then."

Ning Xiaoxian felt an inexplicable ache in her heart, yet coldly replied, "Then let’s talk about it after a hundred or a thousand years."

Seeing the coldness crystallize in her eyes, Miluo knew his words probably touched a sore spot, a slight reluctance arose in his heart, and he didn’t want to hurt her further, so he merely smiled and changed the subject: "I heard yesterday you argued with Jin Manyi and even acted indecently towards her?"

Indecent? Ning Xiaoxian was stunned, successfully diverted, her face slightly reddened: "I merely touched her face. We’re both women, how is that indecent?" After all, Jin Manyi was the fiancée of the person before her; knowing he found out she had pinched her cheek did make her feel a bit embarrassed. However, this old fox knew even about such details, his network of informants was impressive.

Miluo said sternly, "Since I’m engaged to her, how can I sit back and let such things happen? Next time you want to act indecently, feel free to do it to me instead."

Truly, a dog couldn’t spit out ivory. Ning Xiaoxian suddenly gave him a charming smile.

She had kept a stern face for so long, and this sudden break of ice into a smile left Miluo stunned, little knowing that as she laughed most brightly, her sleeve moved, Tusk already shot out like lightning, heading straight for his chest. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)