Sexual content warning. Lan Wu knelt on the bed, her silken silver hair cascading over her shoulders as she lowered her head. A slightly thicker vine appeared in her palm. She weighed it in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the trembling Ji Lingyue, and calmly asked, “Do you still want me to hit you?” She had thought these actions…
“Junior Sister.” A soft voice called out as a hand gently cupped her face. Ji Lingyue squinted uncomfortably, shaking her head to avoid the touch, but instead began to fall backward. “Ah!” the woman exclaimed, quickly steadying her. “You can’t drink? Then why did you drink so much?” A man nearby said, “I told you, I’ve never seen Junior Sister…
Jixue City in the Northern Region was nestled in an eternal winter, and even within the perpetually snowy Haochen Mountain, only the main peak and Qianyun Peak enjoyed a year-round spring. Amidst the rolling mountains, Ji Lingyue stood on a towering white jade platform, the swirling clouds within her reach. She wore a thin white robe, her ink-black hair simply…
After Ye Qingjun finished speaking, she glanced at the expressions of the two standing below and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Why do you two look like that?” Yu Shanye barely managed to close her mouth, but after holding it in for a moment, she couldn’t help but ask, “But Master, didn’t you… didn’t you kill her?” “What are you thinking?”…
Ji Lingyue hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, “Actually… I think Master was the one who hurt her.” Lan Wu froze, and after realizing what she meant, she started pacing in agitated circles, like a dog chasing its own tail. “Your master, your master… now he’s even resorting to attacking fellow sect members?!” “Master was also injured…” “He deserved…