Chapter 103: Fell into a Trap, What to Do? Urgent, Waiting Online!

The presence of the male protagonist Gu Aotian was increasingly fading lately, being ignored by Fairy Fengya every day, even Ye Wenxin almost gradually forgot about this person’s existence.

Studying Liu Yansheng in front of her, she was a special character no matter how you look at her.

Perhaps, the familiarity she spoke of happened to be due to some dog-blooded past she had with Gu Aotian. Hence, Ye Wenxin asked such a question.

Liu Yansheng looked up Ye Wenxin in confusion, and as if holding up her face like this was really too tiring, she turned back into her human form, sitting in Ye Wenxin’s arms.

“Gu Aotian? Don’t know him. Why, is he your buddy?” Liu Yansheng was secretly noting down this name as she jokingly asked Ye Wenxin about the identity of this person called Gu Aotian.

“Ah!” Just as her words fell, Liu Yansheng felt a heavy smack on her butt again. Ye Wenxin narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of warning in them.

Although Ye Wenxin before her had no cultivation to speak of, the aura she displayed evoked fear in Liu Yansheng. That was a murderous intent one could only bring forth after killing many people.

Liu Yansheng could not help  becoming more compliant, obediently sitting atop the table in front of Ye Wenxin, not daring to be rash with Ye Wenxin again.

‘Then do you know a boy who, shall we say, rescued you, freed you or some such?” Ye Wenxin continued to press, she did not believe a special character like Liu Yansheng had no connection to Gu Aotian.

“Someone indeed had rescued me, but it was a woman,” Liu Yansheng answered after a moment’s thinking, and then saw the disappointment in Ye Wenxin’s eyes.

“Then you shouldn’t be his…”

The ‘harem’ in the second half of her sentence went unsaid, Ye Wenxin’s spirits also dampened by half. Her gaze once again fell on Liu Yansheng, and she then took out a bottle of ointment for topical application.

“Just apply some of this to your injury and the pain would quickly be gone,” saying this, she tossed the bottle to Liu Yansheng, ordering her to leave.

Ye Wenxin had now grasped Liu Yansheng’s secret of being a Demon, even if Ye Wenxin did not threaten her, taking Liu Yansheng’s intelligence into account, she would definitely not come to trouble her again.

“But how can I apply this by myself? Maybe you can help…” Noticing Ye Wenxin’s attitude finally improved a little, Liu Yansheng could not refrain shooting a line. Ye Wenxin pierced her with a glare, scaring Liu Yansheng so much she retracted her tail.

Ye Wenxin felt it was somewhat cute, but she still withheld the urge to touch Liu Yansheng’s tail. Looking at the wound on her own arm, she intended to bandage it casually with some gauze.

Liu Yansheng remained standing motionlessly over there, also staring at Ye Wenxin’s arm; the spot bitten by Liu Yansheng’s teeth was already somewhat bloody. Liu Yansheng glanced at the medicine in her hand, thinking briefly she still approached Ye Wenxin, “Let me do it.”

“This little wound is no big deal. You go first, don’t mind me.”

“Bites from Demons don’t heal easily, haven’t you noticed how it keeps bleeding?” Liu Yansheng half-crouched, examining the state of Ye Wenxin’s arm, at a closer look, she was taken aback.

If she had used even a little force to bite down earlier, she would have torn off Ye Wenxin’s arm. Despite such pain, Ye Wenxin acted like it was nothing and kept holding her.

It was said that “Even dying under the peony flowers would be a romantic way to go as a ghost¹”, but to be killed by the fox in her arms, this thought did not make Liu Yansheng feel the slightest bit happy.

“No wonder, I just thought my physique had weakened.” Ye Wenxin wiped the blood coming out, taking the initiative to reach out her hand towards Liu Yansheng.

Liu Yansheng knew not how to describe her mood at this moment and time. She leaned towards the arm and licked the wound using her tongue.

Ye Wenxin shuddered, trying to get her hand back, but Liu Yansheng grabbed it tightly.

Seeing Ye Wenxin’s peculiar expression, Liu Yansheng showed a playful look, “It turns out you can be shy.”

“Am not, just a little startled is all.”

Ye Wenxin firmly denied; that abrupt moment just now really shook her willpower. It would have been fine if she was licked by Liu Yansheng in her fox form, but the woman was in her human form, which Ye Wenxin just could not get used to.

“Really? But why is your face red?” Seeing she had seized the power of initiative, Liu Yansheng continued to disinfect the wound, those eyes staring at Ye Wenxin really too captivating.

As Ye Wenxin’s mind had just been rattled, the Charm Skill had a slight impact on her, making her blush. Liu Yansheng cleaned up all the blood, watching Ye Wenxin gradually falling under her control.

Liu Yansheng subtly quirked her lips, lightly fiddling with Ye Wenxin’s hair tips while she got closer, pressing towards those lips she had long desired.

She had an Iceborn Constitution, of a one in a billion supreme quality. No matter the cost, Liu Yansheng wanted to obtain her.

But when only a finger’s width was left between their lips, the familiar sensation assailed once again, Liu Yansheng was hit so hard her tail manifested. She saw clarity returning to Ye Wenxin’s eyes, as well as a tinge of annoyance.

“If you weren’t a fox but someone else playing this trick with me, I would long have stuffed them with hundreds of Conjugation Powders and let them thoroughly have a good time.” Ye Wenxin made one last threat. She had already given Liu Yansheng too many chances.

Liu Yansheng abruptly shrank, although very unwilling, she had no way of taking Ye Wenxin for now. With a click of her silvery teeth, she walked quickly towards the door, shouting over her shoulder, “I’ll be back!”

With such words, Ye Wenxin could not restrain from laughing, waving at Liu Yansheng.

Liu Yansheng forcefully kicked the door open and walked out, but three seconds had yet to pass before she walked back again.

“What, is there something else?”

“I forgot to take my medicine!” Liu Yansheng replied through gritted teeth. She took the wound medicine placed on the table and left in huff again.

With the door open like that, Ye Wenxin refilled two cups of tea, gazing at the doorway.

A few seconds later, a woman dressed in white quietly stepped over the threshold, appearing at the doorway. First-class appearance and talent, intersecting with the moonlit night, her beauty was beyond description, it was just that the woman’s face exuded coldness; she was none other than Shura Hall’s Head Senior Sister, Qian Bingxue.

“Miss Qian, why are you here?” A ‘surprised’ expression crossed Ye Wenxin’s face.

In fact, Qian Bingxue had not left at all, so she had witnessed the battle of wits between Ye Wenxin and Liu Yansheng until the farce ended. Ye Wenxin did not understand the meaning in this, and seeing Qian Bingxue did not answer, she slid the tea cup towards her.

Qian Bingxue took the cup, yet hesitated a bit.

“Rest assured, I’ve replaced the tea pot from before.” Ye Wenxin, understanding Qian Bingxue’s apprehension, warmly reminded her.

The Conjugation Powder’s toxicity was too potent, even Ye Wenxin could not endure it, and in addition to her activated Iceborn Constitution, she could not possibly treat her own innocence like a joke.

After hearing this, Qian Bingxue then drank the tea, still expressionless as ever, her thoughts unreadable.

The door was already closed. It was much colder indoors than outdoors, Ye Wenxin just briefly held her tea cup, and then felt the tea had cooled down, the nature of drinking tea suddenly gone.

Seeming to understand that she was the cause, Qian Bingxue pulled out a fire stone and placed it on the table, significantly warming up the surroundings.

Ye Wenxin resumed drinking tea, and asked about Liu Yansheng’s circumstance.

“Miss Qian, how many people know that Miss Liu is a Demon?”

“Master and the others know,” Qian Bingxue answered very simply, but this sentence was enough to answer Ye Wenxin’s doubts.

“In other words, she’s the only one who thinks she’s fooled the entire world? You all have such big hearts, but it’d be a disaster if the other sects find out you’re hiding a Demon.” Ye Wenxin almost choked on her tea, she thought she was smart, but unexpectedly this fox had too many flaws.

“Our Shura Hall’s cultivation method was originally adapted from the Demon Race, so Master said we owe them this,” Qian Bingxue explained, saying a rarely long sentence.

Ye Wenxin bobbed her head, but again, she felt something was not right.

“Wait, I’m not from Shura Hall. Since I know all this, did you specially come here to kill me so I won’t snitch?!” Another possibility came to Ye Wenxin’s mind, everything that happened tonight seemed as if Shura Hall had specifically laid a trap, and when Ye Wenxin assumed she had leaped over it, she completely fell into the pit.

“That’s right, if you don’t join Shura Hall, you must die,” Qian Bingxue stated very bluntly; the first half of Liu Yansheng’s trouble had been purposely arranged by her, but Ye Wenxin inexplicably discovered Liu Yansheng’s Demon Race identity, a surprising turn of events for Qian Bingxue.

The relationship between the Human Race and the Demon Race was much too sensitive, if Ye Wenxin leaked this by accident, Shura Hall would suffer utter catastrophe.

And now, the various choices Ye Wenxin originally had were reduced to two by her own hands.

One option was to join Shura Hall and cling to life.

The other option was to die.

“Absolutely inconceivable. I, Ye Wenxin, would never betray the Azure Wings Sect!” Ye Wenxin abruptly refused. Qian Bingxue already had a blade against Ye Wenxin’s neck, as if one little move from Ye Wenxin would cause her head to fall to the floor.

“I…I agree to join Shura Hall.”

Ye Wenxin immediately voiced, and Qian Bingxue retracted the sword, the ice crystals left by the Ice Sword remaining on Ye Wenxin.

“Rest well, Junior Sister. Tomorrow I’ll call you to join the teacher worship ceremony.” With her goal achieved, Qian Bingxue left without looking back, leaving Ye Wenxin still sitting at the table.

Her sullen little expression had vanished without a trace, instead showing a bit of a sinister smile.

“Looks like this Hall Master is particularly fond of me, she even used a series of schemes.” Ye Wenxin helplessly shook her head.

Considering Qian Bingxue’s personality, she was not the type to deploy such despicable tricks, and Liu Yansheng did not seem like a person to be at someone’s mercy. If Ye Wenxin guessed right, there was still one person manipulating everything from behind the scenes.

“How many years has it been, Bai Chi, you still only know how to play this kind of childish trick.” Ye Wenxin sighed that time flew like an arrow, but it seemed like the IQ of Shura Hall’s Hall Master, Bai Chi, had not grown a single point.

Regardless, the more this was so, the more challenging Ye Wenxin found it.

And she, Ye Wenxin, just needed one move to change her current fate tomorrow.

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1. A reference to a famous line from the Chinese classical novel “Water Margin” (水浒传), often used to describe a romantic or heroic death. ↩︎