Ji Lingyue was still frowning as she carried clothes and belongings, escorting Lan Wu to Qianyun Peak. In her view, Lan Wu, possessing dual spiritual roots and superior natural talent, could have excelled in alchemy or talisman cultivation even if she chose not to pursue the path of sword cultivation. Coming to the modest and ordinary Qianyun Peak seemed like…
The old saying, “Mountains always appear closer than they are,” couldn’t have been truer. Since leaving the inn that morning, Lan Wu and Ji Lingyue hadn’t stopped once. They pressed forward, and by noon, they finally glimpsed a small town at the foot of the mountain. Lan Wu felt dizzy and stopped, placing her hands on her hips as she…
Sexual content warning. A sudden gust of wind rattled the windows, the panes creaking despite the securely fastened latch. Ji Lingyue’s panted heavily, listening to the howling wind as her senses slowly returned. “Lan Wu…” she called softly. “Hmm?” Lan Wu’s warm breath tickled her ear, her body a comforting weight pressed against Ji Lingyue’s back. One hand remained splayed…
Sexual content warning. While eating, Lan Wu pondered how to say goodbye. By the time she finished her bowl of wontons, cleaned down to the last drop, she still hadn’t found the words. As they walked into the inn, she was still thinking about how to part ways. That’s when she heard Ji Lingyue tell the innkeeper, “One double room,…
The gray tunic had been hung out to dry overnight and was almost dry by morning. Ji Lingyue hurriedly got dressed, her entire face flushed all the way to her ears. Seeing her so embarrassed, Lan Wu didn’t dare to make a sound and shuffled a bit further away from her. After a while, Ji Lingyue fiddled with the hem…