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Chapter 363: 202, She's craving for my body!
Chapter 363: 202, She’s craving for my body!
“Repeat what you just said.”
Mo Xianxian’s words, cold and merciless, echoed between the mountains and the rivers.
The disciple clad in a black robe couldn’t fathom how her mood had suddenly soured.
But well aware of her reputation for being capricious, he quickly pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice trembling as he said, “This subordinate knows his mistake, please punish me, Young Master.”
Mo Xianxian’s face remained cool, her dark red eyes staring at him like a venomous snake as she spoke softly, “Who told you that he is my beloved consort?”
“That’s what everyone in the Holy Sect says.”
“Oh.”
Mo Xianxian raised her fair hand, and suddenly tightened her grip.
The next moment, the disciple clad in black had his eyes bulging out.
She clutched at the invisible hand squeezing her throat, her mouth agape: “Young, Young Master…spare, spare my life.”
Mo Xianxian said nothing, waiting until the disciple’s face turned red and the breath in his body flickered like a candle in the wind before she released her hold, her tone cold, “That is the enemy I plan to personally dispose of, do you understand? If I hear similar talk again…”
Mo Xianxian didn’t finish her sentence, but the disciple had completely understood her meaning and hurriedly nodded, crawling away as if escaping some plague.
“It seems that the Young Master cares a great deal about that person, even using such an excuse to protect him. I can’t help but become curious, who is this person that the Young Master values so?”
Just after the black-robed disciple had left, a soft voice sounded from behind her.
It belonged to a beautiful woman, her fair skin partially exposed under a thin, soft dress; a beauty’s mole by her mouth added charm to her bewitching smile.
“You’d best not be too curious.”
Mo Xianxian smirked maliciously, “Otherwise, even if it were you, I would be very interested to know what kind of expression that old woman would have when she learns that the Protector she assigned to me has been killed by my hand.”
At these words, the beautiful woman’s coquettish expression froze momentarily.
But after blinking, she immediately feigned an innocent, pitiful look: “Oh my, I know now, Young Master, you’re worried I might harm him, right? Rest assured, I won’t touch him.”
Mo Xianxian gave no acknowledgment.
“However, for the safety of the Young Master’s consort, I think it’s better to eliminate the other candidates as soon as possible, so the Young Master doesn’t have to constantly worry that they’ll vent their frustration by targeting him.”
The beautiful woman said softly.
Currently, the Saint Heirs and Holy Maidens of the Demon Sect are engaged in fierce battles over the Young Master’s position.
“So what?”
“So, I think the Young Master might consider adjusting the strategy appropriately.”
The beautiful woman narrowed her peach blossom eyes, suggestive of a vixen, and hinted, “Young Master, you’re a bit too domineering with your subordinates. With so few capable people at your disposal, the current situation is very unfavorable for you.”
Mo Xianxian stood with her hands behind her back, her demeanor haughty, “Subordinates? Why should I rely on others? As long as I am powerful enough, then what can a mob like them do even if they join forces?”
The enemy was powerful, so how to break through? Simple!
She would just break through herself.
“You mean?”
The beautiful woman appeared unsurprised, smiling as she spoke, but suddenly her tone changed, “Don’t tell me your goal is beyond just the position of Young Master?”
Her gaze was fixed intently on Mo Xianxian.
“Young Master?”
Hearing her words, Mo Xianxian merely scoffed with a blank expression, choosing not to continue the conversation.
…
White clouds drifted leisurely, signaling a vibrant summer day.
Within a small town in the Black Horn Domain.
A woman of stunning beauty, in a plain white dress exuding a sense of dignity, walked upon the bone-chilling path, leading a handsome and spirited young man by the hand.
In the Black Horn Domain, where all sorts of characters mingled in the Jianghu, it was rare for anyone to walk so openly and brazenly with their true faces exposed.
Merely walking this road for a few hours, they were subject to countless scrutinizing glances from the shadows.
“Liuli.”
Xu Yuan looked at his wrist, reddened from her tight grip, and said somewhat helplessly, “Is this necessary? Would I run away?”
Tian Liuli gave him a sidelong glance without deviating her eyes.
“Isn’t this the consequence of your own actions?”
She did not speak, yet it was as if she had said everything.
Xu Yuan could only offer a bitter smile.
“Liuli.”
He spoke again, casually asking, “What are your plans now?”@@novelbin@@
“Plans?”
Tian Liuli’s gaze darkened slightly, a smile creeping onto her lips.
“What do you hope my plans are?”
Feeling the tightening grip on his wrist, Xu Yuan smiled faintly, “I know, so I am curious, what will you do now that Ascension is no longer your goal?”
“What to do?”
Tian Liuli’s eyes momentarily displayed confusion and aimlessness, but she quickly regained her composure.
Truth be told, with her purpose that sustained millions of years now gone, she also felt somewhat lost.
Once Ascension was no longer the goal, cultivation lost its significance.
“What to do is not something you need to discuss with me.”
Tian Liuli tugged the corner of her mouth, seemingly self-assured as she spoke.
“Oh?”
Xu Yuan looked at her curiously.
“Of course, continue cultivating,” she said, her confidence and pride intact.
“…”
Xu Yuan could not detect a trace of hesitation in her expression.
She truly seemed to believe that was her path.
“So, what you mean is that our so-called seclusion is actually still about cultivation?”
“Why not?”
Tian Liuli looked back indifferently.
“…Okay.”
After holding back for a moment, that was all Xu Yuan could muster.
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