**Chapter 296: A Drop of Blood**
“No way.”
Chen An shook his head.
He still couldn’t accept having Jiang Qiuchi in such circumstances.
Even though she herself didn’t mind.
But the young man clearly underestimated someone’s determination.
Or perhaps, for this day, Jiang Qiuchi had been preparing for a long time.
She was just waiting.
Waiting for Chen An to affirm his feelings.
To confirm that he didn’t truly reject her.
So, in the next moment, a mist began to rise in the cave mansion.
At first, the mist was thin and unnoticeable, but by the time Chen An sensed something was off, it had already filled the room.
Every corner of the cave was now shrouded in the mist.
The young man’s burning desire was inevitably stirred by it.
He slightly widened his eyes, attempting to push the girl in his arms away, but his hands felt weak and lacked strength.
Because the girl was already bare, and as soon as his hand made contact, a silky smooth sensation returned.
He quickly withdrew his hand, but doing so only made it feel more like a fish on a chopping board, helpless to be carved up.
In his embrace, Jiang Qiuchi’s hair fell like a waterfall, her already charming face blossoming with a flush, her eyes full of allure.
Every smile and frown seemed to hold a powerful charm, making it impossible to look away.
The girl gently wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning her face closer, her soft breath brushing against the young man’s chest.
Her breathing was light and rapid.
The bare skin was snow white, purer than the heavy snow outside.
But soon, this snow-white was covered by a touch of rosy red.
Just like that crimson dress she loved to wear.
…
At this moment, in Tianshan Mountain.
Mu Sanniang was meditating.
After all, her ‘Master’ was just a wisp of remaining soul, and the techniques he could perform were not sustainable.
So, for the past five days, she hadn’t been able to observe her younger brother’s movements.
Thinking of this, Mu Sanniang’s mood inevitably fell.
She didn’t know where her brother was now…
Was he still kneeling in the snow, suffering day and night from the harsh weather…?
Just thinking that the young man might still be in pain made her unable to calm down.
That feeling of restlessness peaked today.
The girl opened her eyes, lightly pressing a hand against her chest.
Within her, the Yuan Soul Devouring technique continued to run, transforming the accumulations from the Nether Prison into her nourishment.
According to her ‘Master’, as long as she could refine all the souls within the sword, then she would have a way to help herself escape.
Mu Sanniang didn’t know the truth of it, nor did she have the ability to discern it.
But to be confined on the Tianshan Mountain for a hundred years was not something she could accept.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t bear such solitude; it was that not seeing her brother for a hundred years was what mattered most.
It had been a long, long time since she had smelled her brother’s scent.
Moreover, if she didn’t stay close to him, it wouldn’t be long before other wicked women took advantage…
Not to mention the senior sisters in the sect who were constantly attempting to flirt; just the reappearance of that old witch made Mu Sanniang feel the need to be on high alert.
As her thoughts flowed, the girl steadied her mind and resumed her meditation.
Since her meeting with the boy in Liucheng had sustained her until now…
It must be that ever-contradictory young man.
…
It was deep into the night.
At Tianxuan Peak, in Chen An’s cave mansion.
The stone door of the cave was tightly shut, hiding away all the springtime light.
Unlike the icy world outside, the mist inside the cave flowed, warm and comfortable, making one unwilling to leave even for a moment.
Chen An had still underestimated the means of the Saintess of the Great Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Harmony Sect.
Though her actions seemed a bit inexperienced and awkward, her theoretical knowledge was exceptionally rich, turning the passive into active, and he had been dragged into dual cultivation for an entire afternoon.
Although they had dual cultivated before, it was indeed different from what Jiang Qiuchi had said in the daytime.
Chen An’s cave mansion was meant for cultivation, so naturally, there was no bed.
There was only a small spiritual spring with a cushioned mat for seating.
Currently, Chen An’s position was sitting on the mat, holding the girl’s soft body in his arms.
Regardless of where it was, this pose was very ambiguous.
Fortunately, they had already crossed into more ambiguous territory, so there was no need to cling to those details.
It was just…
Chen An lowered his head, looking at the girl in his arms, who had her eyes closed, pretending to sleep, and helplessly said, “Why don’t you put on your dress first…”
The girl’s eyelashes lightly trembled; she merely hummed softly, then symbolically snuggled closer, becoming still.
Though she didn’t speak, her meaning was clear.
With no other options, and thinking that dawn was still far off, compounding feelings of guilt and other reasons, he fell silent, holding her as she was.
In such a position, it was inevitable for him to feel an urge to look down.
Chen An lowered his head and saw an exquisitely beautiful pattern under the girl’s delicate collarbone.
The pattern extended on both sides, subtly glowing with a gilded shimmer, extraordinarily eye-catching.
This was a symbol of their formal entry into the Great Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang harmony techniques.
Chen An was no exception.
However, his mark was on his left wrist, and compared to Jiang Qiuchi’s, it appeared dimmer.
He stared at the pattern, as if recalling something. After a moment’s hesitation, he pulled off the blue cloth band tied to his right wrist and wrapped it around his left instead.
Suddenly, a delicate, airy sound emerged from his arms.
Chen An looked down again, discovering that the girl had opened her eyes at some point and was brightly staring at him.
Upon noticing his gaze, she mischievously blinked, seemingly quite pleased.
Her moist red lips slightly moved.
“Do you remember the first time we met?”
Chen An was momentarily taken aback by her question but nodded.
Jiang Qiuchi wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in with a cheerful smile.
“So, what did you call me back then?”
The young man hesitated for a moment, nearly dazed. After a while, he slowly said, “You called me Fairy Sister?”
“Mm…”
It was unclear whether the cave was too warm, or if it was just that someone’s embrace was too warm, but Jiang Qiuchi suddenly felt a bit flushed.
She waved her hand in the air, trying to alleviate her embarrassment.
Thinking about it, it seemed she was indeed a little shameless.
She had had her mind set on him since he was only seven or eight years old…
Then, remembering how the boy’s older sister had stood in front of him, looking so guarded, Jiang Qiuchi couldn’t help but reveal a mischievous smile.
Her bright eyes sparkled with moisture, her cheeks tinged with a blush, a little shy.
“Forget it, just call me Vixen Sister from now on.”
(End of Chapter)
