Chapter 508: Agu, Taking Advantage of Someone’s Vulnerability
The spirit candles in the room had burned out, leaving only the bright moonlight shining in through the window cracks to illuminate a small area.
The cold wind entered the room, rustling the silver hair and awakening Ye Anping’s completely relaxed consciousness.
He heard a soft breathing sound by his ear.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the silver-haired beauty curled up tightly in his arms, her expression calm, her silver eyebrows trembling slightly, which involuntarily made Ye Anping’s lips curl into a smile.
However, realizing his heart was stirring, he immediately composed himself. He carefully rolled over without waking Feng Yu Die, lying flat on his back and staring at the ceiling.
But as soon as he rolled over, he saw her. Right beside his right shoulder, lying flat with him, was Yun Jiujiu, her large, bloodshot eyes staring wide open.
After meeting Yun Jiujiu’s gaze for a moment, Ye Anping asked awkwardly:
“How long have I slept?”
Yun Jiujiu replied softly:
“Less than half an hour.”
Seeing Yun Jiujiu’s demeanor, it seemed she was afraid of disturbing him and Feng Yu Die, so she had remained still and silent, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Noticing Ye Anping had woken up, Yun Jiujiu slightly propped herself up and looked at Feng Yu Die, who was now resting on his shoulder. After a moment of silence, she said:
“Brother-in-law, this one without a bird misses you.”
“I can see that.”
“And you? Do you like this one without a bird?”
“I can’t possibly like the one with a bird…”
“?”
Yun Jiujiu blinked, fell silent, then withdrew her gaze, looking back at the ceiling.
Ye Anping also fell silent for a moment. He turned his head to look at Feng Yu Die, who was sleeping sweetly on his shoulder, his eyes lowered as if in thought. After a while, he whispered to Yun Jiujiu:
“I’m going out for some air. You take over.”
“What?”
Ye Anping carefully moved his arm from under Feng Yu Die’s cheek and quickly sat up.
Although Feng Yu Die was unconscious, she felt that her Young Master Ye seemed to be leaving. She reached out and grabbed again. Ye Anping then pushed Yun Jiujiu towards her.
Yun Jiujiu looked bewildered: “?”
Feng Yu Die touched Yun Jiujiu’s chest muscle and then snuggled onto her shoulder, murmuring in her sleep:
“Hehehe, Young Master Ye… got you…”
“???”
Yun Jiujiu immediately held her breath, her eyes twitching as she looked at Feng Yu Die, who was drooling in her sleep. Black lines ran down her forehead, and her fists clenched with a cracking sound.
Ye Anping quickly placed his index finger on his lips, threatening her in a manner like giving an injection:
“Shh—let her rest for a while. She just used too much spiritual energy.”
Under the threat of her brother-in-law’s needle, Yun Jiujiu sighed resignedly, loosened her clenched fists, and watched Ye Anping carefully move off the bed, stepping lightly out of the sleeping quarters’ main door.
Outside the sleeping quarters, it was quiet and deserted. Most of the servants in Blood Prison Mansion had also dozed off to sleep, leaving only a few solitary Spirit Stone Lanterns swaying in the night sky.
Ye Anping looked up in the direction of the towering Tian Bei City to the north, then walked alone along the corridor and sat down in a random pavilion, letting the cold night wind, mixed with demonic energy, cool his body, which still had a lingering heat.
To be honest, if Yun Jiujiu hadn’t been there just now, he probably would have… Feng Yu Die…
But then again…
Ye Anping lowered his head, gently stroking the spot on his chest where Feng Yu Die had brushed against him. He suddenly felt his heart still pounding.
“Sigh…”
A sigh stirred a gentle breeze.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from outside the pavilion, reaching Ye Anping’s ears.
He was slightly startled and immediately turned his head alertly to look behind him.
But as soon as he turned…
*Plop*
A black figure crashed into his chest, pinning him down beneath.
Gu Mingxin, who had just bathed, with her wet, disheveled long hair, pressed her hands on his chest. Then, she proudly raised her head, sweeping her bangs to the sides.
Her revealed crimson eyes sparkled with spiritual light. Gu Mingxin’s mouth formed an inverted triangle, and she looked down at Ye Anping, who was pinned beneath her, and said unhappily:
“Ye Anping~ I’m angry.”
“… …”
Ye Anping tried to move his hand, but Gu Mingxin narrowed her eyes, reached down, and pinned his wrist to the ground. The force was so great that the bones in his wrist moaned in protest.
“Hiss—”
Looking at Gu Mingxin’s current expression, Ye Anping realized his greatest fear had come true.
Although he was now a Nascent Soul cultivator and had inherited the Dao Ancestor’s spiritual roots, his raw strength had greatly increased. But while he could handle someone like Gong Yimo, he was no match for Feng Yu Die or Gu Mingxin when they were serious.
This was also why he didn’t want to interact with Gu Mingxin.
Feng Yu Die wouldn’t dare do this, but if Gu Mingxin insisted, with his Junior Sister not by his side, he would be practically defenseless.
“Agu, calm down…”
“I am very calm,” Gu Mingxin narrowed her eyes and lowered her head, her nose touching Ye Anping’s, and whispered, “Ye Anping, I’m not like Bai Sha Zi, who can wait. My patience has run out. You actually hugged that Bai Sha Zi to sleep behind my back…”
“… …”
Ye Anping tried to push her away with a little force, but Gu Mingxin had him completely locked down from below, her hands and feet preventing any movement.
“Agu… can you let go first? Let’s talk properly…”
“No!” Gu Mingxin pouted, her eyes narrowed. “If I let you go, you’ll definitely pull out something to tie me up again…”
She glanced at the Storage Bag on Ye Anping’s waist, then exhaled a breath of spiritual energy and tossed the Storage Bag onto the roof of the corridor.
Gu Mingxin widened her crimson eyes and said with a charming smile:
“Nothing ventured, nothing gained, isn’t it? Is dual cultivation with me really that difficult? I originally thought you would take the initiative, but how long has it been, and you show no interest. Ye Anping, I love you so much… hehe—”
“… …”
“Did you see how many demonic cultivators I killed for you in Donghuang, and how I even disguised myself as one? I’m your person, yet you’re unwilling to even have dual cultivation… How can this be?”
“… …”
“I’ll do it myself~ hehe—”
Gu Mingxin raised her hand, directly took out a pair of handcuffs from her own Storage Bag, and fastened Ye Anping’s hands to the ground. Then, her hand slowly moved to his collar, her fingers tracing downwards along the slight curve of his chest.
Ye Anping looked at her, his expression unwavering. After a moment of silence, he simply relaxed.
Seeing that he had given up resisting, Gu Mingxin’s smile widened. She lowered her head and bit his lips. Her black robe, with a slight tremor, slipped down, covering Ye Anping’s knees.
… …
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Meanwhile, on the top floor of Tian Bei Ge.
After leaving Blood Prison Mansion, Gong Yimo and Gong Tianchan returned directly to their father’s pavilion. Xiao Tian and Xue E were floating above their heads, secretly eavesdropping on their conversation.
Gong Yue sat before his desk, curious that the two had returned so quickly. He asked:
“Yimo, Tianchan, what about Liang Da Liu?”
Gong Tianchan smiled and glanced at his younger brother, replying:
“No problem, he’s extremely lustful. The moment our daughter approached him, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. It was then that I only had to use a bit of Bewitching Technique to captivate his mind.”
Gong Yimo, standing nearby, glanced at his elder sister and chuckled, “Father, Fellow Daoist Liang can’t be a spy for the Immortal Family. When we went, he had the second young lady of the Sword Sect crying, and the bedsheets were in a mess…”
Gong Yue was actually relieved after hearing Gong Tianchan say that the Bewitching Technique was very effective on Liang Da Liu. After all, no matter what Liang Da Liu’s intentions were, as long as his daughter’s Bewitching Technique worked, he wouldn’t have to worry about him betraying Tian Bei City.
The more lustful a person, the easier they were to influence with Bewitching Techniques.
For such people, Bewitching Techniques were like an addictive drug. Once Liang Da Liu tasted her daughter’s allure a few more times, he would never be able to leave her.
“In that case, Tianchan, Liang Da Liu will be of great use in the future. You know what to do, right?”
“Of course, I know. Father values him so highly… I’ll invite him to my mansion in a few days and spend a few days entwined with him, and then he’ll be completely taken down.”
“Alright, then tonight…”
“Daughter understands.”
Gong Tianchan nodded with a smile, then glared at Gong Yimo beside her before directly unbuckling her belt and walking towards her father.
“Then, I’ll go back and rest first.”
“Mm…” Gong Yue pulled Gong Tianchan onto his lap and waved at her, “Yimo, don’t just focus on playing. Cultivate properly.”
“Yes…”
Gong Yimo, standing by, was unfazed. He cupped his hands in a salute and withdrew from Tian Ge.
Xue E and Xiao Tian, who had followed them in to eavesdrop, their faces turned ashen at the scene. They didn’t want to stay a moment longer. They both phased through the wall and flew out of the room, preparing to report back to Ye Anping.
As they arrived above Blood Prison Mansion, the lights in the sleeping quarters behind them had already been extinguished.
The two little ones descended from the sky, flying directly towards the sleeping quarters. However, just as they had descended a short distance, a series of strange sounds suddenly came from the garden:
“Mmm~~ Mmm…”
“… …”
“Mmm~~ So this is how it feels. No wonder every one of the Senior Sisters and Junior Sisters from Tian Mo Sect keeps more than ten male consorts. Why didn’t I meet this sooner~ Mmm~~…”
Xiao Tian’s face immediately showed disgust. It thought it was a servant from Blood Prison Mansion having an affair in the garden and muttered indignantly:
“Stinking demonic cultivators.”
However, Xue E’s expression froze. It felt like this sound was somewhat familiar, like its master Mingxin’s. It said:
“I’ll go take a look. You go to the sleeping quarters and tell Ye Anping first.”
“You don’t need to remind me! Hmph!”
Xiao Tian snorted and, without another word, phased through the wall and dove into the sleeping quarters. Xue E also turned and flew towards Gu Mingxin’s direction.
However, Xiao Tian, who had phased into the sleeping quarters, was stunned by the scene on the bed.
Yun Jiujiu was staring at the ceiling with a look of utter resignation. On top of that, its Feather Butterfly was resting on Yun Jiujiu’s shoulder. Although asleep, she was rubbing her chest muscle.
“Hiss—”
Xiao Tian didn’t know what was happening. From this appearance, it thought its Feather Butterfly and Yun Jiujiu had inexplicably spent the night together. Terrified, its eyes bulged, and it delivered a flying kick to Feng Yu Die’s face from above.
“Ahhh!! Feather Butterfly!! What are you doing!!”
Feng Yu Die trembled from the kick and groggily propped herself up with Yun Jiujiu’s chest. She looked around, and upon seeing Yun Jiujiu’s eyes turn towards her, she too furrowed her brows:
“Jiujiu…”
“Mmm…” Yun Jiujiu rolled her eyes, her eyes twitching as she asked, “This one without a bird, does my chest feel comfortable to touch?”
Feng Yu Die was startled and quickly withdrew her hand. She looked around in a hurry and asked:
“Where is Young Master Ye?!”
“He went out for some air, so you could rest well.”
“Oh…”
Feng Yu Die didn’t think much of it, but Xiao Tian, upon hearing this, widened its eyes. Remembering the sounds of pleasure from the garden, it immediately grabbed Feng Yu Die’s ear and shouted:
“Feather Butterfly, come with me!!!”
Feng Yu Die turned to look: “Ah? Where are we going?”
Yun Jiujiu looked confused: “Who are you talking to?”
Xiao Tian stomped its feet in urgency: “Don’t worry about it!! Come with me quickly!! Hurry!!”
Seeing it so anxious, Feng Yu Die thought Ye Anping was in trouble, so she no longer bothered with Yun Jiujiu. She flipped over, slipped her jade feet into her boots, and rushed out of the hall with Xiao Tian.
Left behind in the sleeping quarters, Yun Jiujiu twisted her eyebrows. Seeing that Feng Yu Die had forgotten to close the door, she felt inexplicably cold. She rolled over and pulled the quilt over herself, curling into a ball.
“Damn it, how can my sister be so lucky? Fuck!”
… …
——-
*Tap tap tap*
Feng Yu Die tidied her clothes as she ran with Xiao Tian towards the garden. Xiao Tian didn’t have time to explain and only said, “Feather Butterfly, get your sword ready! We’ll attack on sight!”
Feng Yu Die did as told, waving her hand and summoning her Spirit Sword from her Storage Bag.
The two ran quickly along the corridor into the garden and then saw Ye Anping and Gu Mingxin sitting under a pavilion, sipping tea. At this point, Feng Yu Die slowed her pace.
Ye Anping’s face seemed a little angry, but upon seeing Feng Yu Die rush over with her sword, he sighed and hid the anger on his face.
“Young Master Ye…”
Feng Yu Die walked under the pavilion and, seeing Gu Mingxin’s flushed face, immediately frowned and questioned:
“What did you do to Young Master Ye?!”
Gu Mingxin looked disdainful, but her voice trembled slightly:
“…Having tea, what’s wrong?”
Hearing this, Feng Yu Die looked at Xiao Tian beside her. Xiao Tian seemed hesitant to speak, unsure whether to reveal what it had just heard.
At this moment, Ye Anping spoke. He looked at Feng Yu Die and helped himself to filling an empty teacup.
“Yu Die, come over for a cup of tea.”
“… …”
Feng Yu Die nodded, but after taking a step, she realized and asked:
“Young Master Ye, you called me…”
Ye Anping avoided her gaze and said:
“Yu Die, is that not alright?”
“Eh…hehe, yes!”
Feng Yu Die’s golden eyes lit up, and she happily ran into the pavilion, sitting by the table and even moving the stone stool closer to Ye Anping.
Ye Anping was silent for a moment and glared at Gu Mingxin. However, Gu Mingxin smiled playfully and said, “Ye Anping, what’s wrong?”
“… …” Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her and asked, “Yu Die, do you want to eat roasted chicken? I’ll roast it for you.”
“Yes!!”
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