Chapter 272: Can’t Help Myself (1^st Update)

She even plucked one of the blood-infused red flowers, lifted her veil, and gently sniffed it, her smile growing even more radiant and enchanting.

Ye Wenxin was already feeling completely out of sorts.

Liu Churan, seeing Ye Wenxin’s strange expression, continued, “Want a look?”

“Huh?” Ye Wenxin uttered a sound of confusion, and then saw Liu Churan pointing to her own veil.

“Do you want to see what I look like?”

“No.” Ye Wenxin immediately refused, shaking her head.

To put it most plainly, she had seen Liu Churan’s face for over a decade. Although it was indeed beautiful, seeing it every day had made her tired of it aesthetically.

To put it even more bluntly, she was growing sick of that face. So, Ye Wenxin could only give this answer.

But in an instant, she felt that what she said didn’t match the image of an infatuated person, so she quickly added, “If I fall in love at first sight upon seeing you, what am I to do?”

Liu Churan smiled slightly, as if appreciating Ye Wenxin’s compliment. However, when she looked at Ye Wenxin, it seemed as if she was looking at someone else.

“Unfortunately, (s)he would never say such things.”

Inwardly, Ye Wenxin rolled her eyes. If her Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng persona collapsed, how could she keep Liu Churan in check, let alone control thousands of demon cultivators?

Although it had mainly been due to Ye Wenxin’s lack of interest in romance, which naturally hadn’t changed even now, it seemed that the awakening of her special ability was passively leading her down a strange path.

“Who is he?” Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but ask again. She felt as if she had asked Madam Yu this question before, but sensed that Madam Yu’s view on love was very different from Liu Churan’s.

To like was to possess; to love was to restrain.

Liu Churan remained at the stage of liking, and was constantly thinking about how to possess Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.

As for who Madam Yu’s lover really was, Ye Wenxin was increasingly curious, to be honest. She was curious about what sweet words that person had said, and what they looked like, to be able to tame a woman like Madam Yu so thoroughly.

“You don’t need to know who (s)he is; just know who you are and what your place is,” Liu Churan responded, reminding Ye Wenxin to be mindful of her position.

Ye Wenxin stopped talking and just sat there, waiting for Liu Churan to finish examining the corpse.

Liu Churan inspected it very carefully, confirming the traces left by Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.

“He died very quickly, without any signs of struggle. It seems that the Demon Lord has become gentler.” Liu Churan’s voice was incredibly seductive. Although she was speaking normally, it gave a bewitching impression.

Ye Wenxin wanted to block out that voice, but unfortunately, there were just her and Liu Churan in this space. Without any reference points, Ye Wenxin, who hadn’t been infatuated in years, really didn’t know how to start her act.

The longer she stayed, the more fearful she felt. Ultimately, she could transform into Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, kill Liu Churan, and then continue her wandering.

But Ye Wenxin couldn’t do it. Liu Churan was someone she cherished, so she was unwilling to harm her.

Noticing that Ye Wenxin gave no response, Liu Churan turned her head and saw Ye Wenxin leaning closely next to the corpse, examining it carefully.

However, unlike Liu Churan, Ye Wenxin looked at the corpse and then casually took the bag of holding from Elder Wu’s clothes.

The bag had the corpse’s stench, and many things inside were probably also contaminated. Ye Wenxin should have taken it earlier, but she had missed the chance because she had to return to the pitfall.

Now, seeing as Liu Churan was fully exerting her Charm, Ye Wenxin naturally thought of this method to cope with it. As long as she focused all her attention on a single action, she could pretend she wasn’t affected by the Charm.

Using the dagger she carried, she cut open the bag, and in an instant, all the stored items burst out of it.

Ye Wenxin had been full of anticipation, but Elder Wu’s bag of holding, excluding the spirit stones, only had a pile of miscellaneous women’s items.

Ye Wenxin didn’t know if Elder Wu was secretly a cross-dresser or if these personal items were all stolen by him. Curiosity piqued, she picked up a dudou, which had no markings but emitted a faint fragrance.

There was one item, then another, and even the handkerchief Qiao Ni had used to lure Elder Wu were among them. Digging deeper, she even found a ledger recording Elder Wu’s exploits in harming women. (TL: Absolute filth)

Ye Wenxin’s brows furrowed tightly as she read it, suddenly feeling that Elder Wu had died too easily. If she had known that he had harmed so many women, there was no way she would have let him die so effortlessly.

But now he was already dead, and even if Ye Wenxin whipped his corpse, it would be meaningless.

She was about to look up and talk to Liu Churan, but as she turned, she almost collided into her face. Fortunately, she reacted quickly. Stepping back hurriedly, she continued, “Miss Liu, I need to go and call my master now. Will you stay here, or will you come up with me?”

Although Liu Churan was definitely not a weak woman, Ye Wenxin had to treat her as if she were.

Liu Churan thought for a moment and then continued, “I’ll go up with you. I’m afraid to stay here.”

That delicate voice again. Ye Wenxin really wanted to pretend she hadn’t heard it. But she continued to put on her act with all her might, hoping that Liu Churan would dislike her even more.

And indeed, Liu Churan’s eyebrows twitched slightly. She grabbed Ye Wenxin’s chin with her jade hand, a fierce light in her eyes.

“I don’t care what kind of person you are, but in front of me, at least act normal,” Liu Churan threatened.

Ye Wenxin thought the effect was almost too good, but felt that something was off.

Liu Churan’s Charm had long reached its peak; even if she didn’t intentionally use it, she would still allure others. Now, Liu Churan’s demand was simply making things difficult for Ye Wenxin in her current guise.

“But, Miss Liu, I can’t help myself. I don’t know why,” Ye Wenxin replied honestly, feeling very aggrieved.

Liu Churan, seeming to suddenly remember this matter, gently rubbed her temple with her fingers. “It seems I’m really getting old; I almost forgot you people can’t resist it at all.”

After saying that, she concentrated, and the aura that usually surrounded her dissipated, as if she had completely suppressed her Charm.

Even so, Liu Churan still stood out. As the two of them went out, all the members of the Azure Wings Sect group stared at Liu Churan.

Ye Wenxin touched her chin, which was a bit sore from being pinched. She regretted lazily using her Demon Lord appearance as a base. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be suffering like this now.

But on second thought, it was precisely because of this that Liu Churan, being so smart, wouldn’t suspect that she had deliberately created the similarity out of laziness, reducing Liu Churan’s suspicion of Ye Wenxin.