In Cixin Valley, there were shops as well as book stalls. Despite the somber mood of the past few days, it didn’t stop Hua Yan from browsing for a few books. Usually, she liked to visit the chivalric tales section, but today she lingered among the romance novels, picking and choosing. The stall owner couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, what exactly are you looking for? Do you want me to help you find it?”
Hua Yan hesitated for a moment and said, “Do you have those… the ones where the male and female leads have opposing identities…” She thought for a moment, “Something similar to Dangshan Qingcheng.”
The owner immediately rummaged under the stall, pulled out a few books, and handed them to her. “Here, this series. The stories are incredibly tragic and heart-wrenching, very tear-jerking. Many young girls love them.”
Hua Yan was about to take them, but after hearing his words, she paused and asked, “Do you have any that aren’t tragic? Something very happy and fulfilling!”
The owner hesitated. “Miss, that kind of request is a bit…” He pondered for a while, looked around, and then covered his mouth with the back of his hand, speaking very softly, “There aren’t any proper stories like that, but there are some erotic ones. They are about demonic sect enchantresses seducing righteous heroes, featuring the likes of the Hehuan Sect and the Yin-Yang Gate. They’re extremely lascivious and I don’t sell them to young disciples with weak resolve…”
Hua Yan: “…”
What is this strange feeling of being subtly insulted!
After a moment, she firmly said, “Wrap them all up for me.”
Unexpectedly, as she turned a corner upon leaving, she saw Zuo Jingshuang. Like the other disciples of the Dangshan Sect, Zuo Jingshuang was here on orders, carrying a sword with a cold and aloof demeanor. Hua Yan had seen her a few times over the past few days, but they didn’t know each other, not even enough for a nod of acquaintance.
Seeing her now, Hua Yan was reminded of You Weitian, and she felt a pang of empathy.
She probably didn’t know that You Weitian was from the Wan Gu Sect either.
Seven days had passed, more than half of the agreed time, yet there was still no sign of the Demon Sect’s leader. In the past few days, they had managed to catch one or two disciples who had infiltrated the sect, but they immediately committed suicide upon being discovered, leaving no clues behind.
Hua Yan had changed into a new dress and went back to her room with the books to read. The tragic ones were indeed tragic, and the erotic ones were indeed erotic.
The tragic ones brought tears to her eyes, and as for the erotic ones, she put them down after a short while. These erotic books were very straightforward, with little buildup before diving into explicit scenes of passion. After reading so many brazen scenes, she went from blushing to indifferent. No matter how scandalous the scenes were, they seemed nothing special after a while. However, none of them resembled her and Lu Chengsha.
She closed the book and couldn’t help but peek out again.
Lu Chengsha was sitting on the roof, feeling the cold wind. Hua Yan hadn’t been watching for long before Lu Chengsha seemed to sense her gaze and looked towards her. Hua Yan’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled her head back.
Just one look, and she couldn’t take it anymore!
In her mind, scenes of Lu Chengsha holding her down on the bed and kissing her kept replaying.
Unbeknownst to her, Lu Chengsha wasn’t faring any better. Initially, he was confident in his ability to restrain his impulses, but after last night, even he was shocked by himself. Now, his confidence was shaken.
The wind blew through Lu Chengsha’s hair as he tried to recall how he used to maintain his calm and composed demeanor.
But it was no use.
He couldn’t find his peace.
For the first time in his life, Lu Chengsha felt a sense of defeat.
Just then, someone stepped lightly on the roof tiles, walking towards him. From the footsteps, he knew who it was, which only made it harder to stay calm. A faint, delicate fragrance wafted over with the breeze.
Lu Chengsha’s body tensed.
Hua Yan couldn’t resist seeking him out. After sneaking back last night, she couldn’t sleep, feeling half shy and half excited, with a bit of stimulation mixed in. She had planned to take it slow today, to calm down as her mother had advised, to keep a bit of distance and maintain some mystery, but she found she couldn’t do it.
She just really wanted to see him!
And touch him again!
Lu Chengsha didn’t say anything, but suddenly raised his hand to grasp the hilt of his sword.
Hua Yan was startled, “Hmm?”
Unexpectedly, Lu Chengsha said, “I’ll… practice swordsmanship for you.”
Without waiting for her to respond, he drew his long sword, lightly tapped his toes on the roof tiles, and began practicing.
Lu Chengsha’s sword movements were swift and forceful, filled with killing intent. Usually simple, direct, and effective, today he seemed to be showing off, using not the Lu family’s sword techniques but a mix of the most dazzling moves from several sects. His form was agile and unpredictable, the moves complex and varied, leaving Hua Yan dazzled.
His breath was steady, and his stamina remarkable. After several sets of sword forms, his breathing hadn’t even faltered.
Hua Yan couldn’t help but clap in admiration.
Lu Chengsha, somewhat embarrassed, lowered the tip of his sword. Then he looked up gently and asked, “Do you… want to practice?”
Hua Yan touched the Chunhua Sword at her waist, remembering that she hadn’t practiced in a while, especially not since her inner strength had recovered.
The matter of her inner strength recovery might be kept from others, but it couldn’t be hidden from Lu Chengsha, who was with her day and night. Yet, he seemed to turn a blind eye to it. Whatever the reason, Hua Yan appreciated it. She immediately drew her sword and confidently said, “Let’s go!”
But it didn’t go well.
Because Lu Chengsha didn’t hold back much.
Hua Yan hadn’t expected that even after Lu the Great Hero had become her man, he would fight even more fiercely than before!
She used her Chunhua Sword to block Lu Chengsha’s moves. Although she could keep up now, she always felt that her sword might crack at any moment. Lu Chengsha’s speed was fast, his strength immense, and it numbed her wrists. Only then did Hua Yan realize that previously, when sparring with her, he had used tree branches and such. This time, he was using the Wuren sword against her…
Hua Yan immediately felt very dissatisfied!
She quickly twirled her sword, creating a beautiful sword technique as she withdrew it. However, her momentum didn’t lessen, and she still lunged at Lu Chengsha. Caught off guard, Lu Chengsha hastily pulled back his sword, which narrowly missed Hua Yan. But before he could relax, he found Hua Yan already in his arms.
Lu Chengsha stood frozen.
Hua Yan hugged him and half-jokingly complained, “Why are you so serious when sparring with me!”
Lu Chengsha wanted to say that it was to make her stronger, but he vaguely felt that he shouldn’t say that.
Hua Yan grumbled, not really complaining, just wanting to tease him and take the opportunity to hug him—she really, really liked the scent of Lu Chengsha, and the taste on his lips too.
After a while, a sentence popped into Lu Chengsha’s mind.
——When a woman says that, she wants you to comfort her!
Sweat subtly formed on Lu Chengsha’s forehead.
After a moment of silence, he said, “You look very beautiful.”
Hua Yan lifted her head, a bit puzzled. “Hmm?”
What did he just say?
Could it be…
Hua Yan stepped back and showed off her newly changed multicolored peony dress, with a delicate snow-embroidered gauze robe over it. She asked excitedly, “Do you like this new dress?”
Lu Chengsha suspiciously remained silent.
Hua Yan pressed, “…Do you even remember what I wore yesterday?”
Lu Chengsha continued his silence.
It seemed she had changed so many outfits around him, and he hadn’t noticed at all!
Hua Yan couldn’t help but feel a bit defeated.
Lu Chengsha realized something was off and tried to make amends honestly, “You look good in anything.”
Hua Yan: “…!?”
What’s with this hero?
“Where did you learn that!”
Lu Chengsha was also a bit confused. “Did I say something wrong?”
“Not exactly, it’s just…” Hua Yan hesitated, her face slightly reddening. “Never mind… Do you really think I look good?” Her eyes sparkled brightly.
Lu Chengsha nodded firmly.
Hua Yan couldn’t help but laugh and stepped forward to stamp a kiss on Lu Chengsha’s face.
As she pulled back, Lu Chengsha suddenly leaned down and kissed her cheek as well. Then he stood up straight, looking away as if nothing had happened.
If not for the lingering sensation on her cheek, Hua Yan would have thought she imagined it.
Incredible!
The Great Hero Lu could be playful too!
He’s learning so fast!
Hua Yan exclaimed in shock, “Great! Hero! Lu!”
Lu Chengsha stiffened his neck, his eyelashes trembled lightly, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly, betraying his current emotions that were far from the apparent calm. Under Hua Yan’s intense gaze, he was almost sweating. Just as Lu Chengsha was about to speak, Hua Yan suddenly burst into laughter, clutching her stomach, “I’m just teasing you. If you want to kiss, just kiss.”
He turned his eyes to her, his gaze deepening, then slowly looked away.
The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably ambiguous.
Hua Yan’s face reddened, and she suddenly felt that something was wrong. After all, she was a demonic sect enchantress; how could she let things go like this without losing her face!
With this thought, she mustered her courage and forcefully pushed Lu Chengsha to sit on the roof ridge. Without resistance, he easily sat down, his long legs stretched out in front of him, looking somewhat puzzled at Hua Yan.
She recalled how her mother acted back in the day, took a fierce step forward, and then sat directly on Lu Chengsha’s lap. Her arms hung on his shoulders in a seemingly practiced manner, and the distance between them suddenly closed. As expected, Lu Chengsha froze again. He slightly turned his face, not knowing what she intended to do but showing no intention of refusing.
Hua Yan felt her heart skip a beat again—what was this? It seemed like no matter what she did to Lu Chengsha now, he wouldn’t refuse!
And he was very cooperative!
Her father back then still showed some signs of wanting to push her mother away in a half-hearted refusal!
Hua Yan’s demonic sect enchantress heart was stirring again.
Dad! I’m sorry!
But this is so much fun!
Hua Yan imitated her mother’s actions, bringing her head close to Lu Chengsha’s ear and exhaling gently. She blew very slowly, watching as Lu Chengsha’s ear tips turned from light pink to a deep red, almost as if they were bleeding, with even his neck flushing red. Hua Yan felt a sense of satisfaction rising within her. She leaned in closer, almost pressing against Lu Chengsha, and slowly extended her tongue to lick his burning earlobe.
She had always thought Lu Chengsha’s red ears were very cute.
Lu Chengsha’s body shuddered.
Hua Yan stifled a laugh and licked again, then slowly took his earlobe into her mouth.
Logically, since they had already kissed, this shouldn’t elicit such a strong reaction. However, Lu Chengsha almost instantly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her slightly away, his voice heated, “…It’s very strange.”
It seemed he hadn’t used the word “strange” in a long time.
Hua Yan asked mischievously, “What’s so strange?”
Lu Chengsha, sensing the joy in her tone, already knew she was doing it on purpose. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “My body trembles.”
There was another half of the sentence he didn’t say—his blood seemed to rush downward.