Chapter 243: Blood Would Flow Into Rivers
Two identical Spiritual Mirrors, and the contents on them were also identical. Lu Xun couldn't tell which one belonged to Fairy Su and which one belonged to Widow Mu. The key was that if he made a mistake in the reply, he might jeopardize his own life.
"Are they together?" Lu Xun held the two mirrors, looking at the identical contents on them, muttering to himself. If they were together, that would be a big problem.
After a simple analysis and calm contemplation, he took a deep breath. Silently, he wrote down similar contents on both mirrors. On Mirror A, he wrote, 'Thoughts linger, hatred lingers, lingering till the end of time. Bright moonlight, leaning on the tower.' On Mirror B, he wrote, 'Jade-like dice, with red beans safe within, does love penetrate to the bone?'
"No, no."
"I need to make a mark. Engrave their names; otherwise, there will be trouble someday." Lu Xun pursed his lips.
As he thought about their relationship, he started to get a headache again. More despairing than not being able to distinguish the owners of the Spiritual Mirrors was the sisterly relationship between them, especially since he also indulged in the charming widow. If Aunt Su were to find out, he wouldn't have enough heads to match her anger, let alone Mu Qingshuang.
"Sigh."
"Life is like a coffee table. At first glance, it is full of cups (trouble)." Lu Xun stared blankly at the towering mountains.
Just then, the two mirrors in his hands lit up, and Lu Xun peeked at them. His hanging heart was temporarily relieved.
Su Jingyi: Little scoundrel, don't forget to study at the usual place today.
Mu Qingshuang: Lu Lang, I'm so lonely. When will you come to my place?
Lu Xun didn't rush to reply. Instead, he used a knife at the edge of the mirrors to carve their surnames. One mirror was engraved with 'Su,' and the other was carved with 'Mu.' The potential crisis was temporarily averted.
In the following time, Lu Xun was a bit busy, talking sweetly with Fairy Su and Widow Mu separately. He would double and triple-check during the communication to ensure there were no mistakes.
After a while, having soothed them both, Lu Xun put away the mirrors and heaved a sigh of relief.
As he lingered on the cliff's edge for a while, Lu Xun prepared to return to the small cabin in the back mountain. But someone gently embraced him from behind, her curvaceous figure slowly leaning against him.
"Husband."
Xuan Yin wore the loose and elegant sleeping gown from last night, tied at the waist with a green silk ribbon that couldn't conceal the allure within. Love for him filled the space between her eyebrows as she softly muttered, "I didn't see you when I woke up early, and it made my heart tighten."
Lu Xun, caressing her delicate jade-like hand, gently asked, "My wife, were you happy last night?"
Recalling everything that happened last night, ripples of emotion surged in Xuan Yin's heart. The cold and aloof cheeks were now adorned with a blush, and her breathing gradually became more rapid. She said indignantly, "I will remember everything from last night, and you will pay the price when the time comes."
Lu Xun smiled gently and said, "My wife, are you still underestimating me? I now possess the strength of Early Innate Realm. Your urgent plea for mercy last night is the best proof of my strength. This is just the beginning. There will be times when you cry your heart out."
Hearing his proud and self-assured words, the little demoness was displeased in her heart, but she had to admit that as her husband's realm continued to rise, the suppression of her strength became more profound. A mere cultivator of the early Innate Realm, if he took another step forward, she estimated that, except for her transformed state, she wouldn't be his opponent.
However, the exchange of dominance did bring a different kind of pleasure.
"Bad husband, always bullying me." Xuan Yin squeezed into his embrace from behind, tightly holding his tiger waist. Her blushing face pressed against his chest, sniffing his masculine scent, and softly said, "Master said you will be out all day today, can you come back earlier?"
"Rest assured, my wife."
"Teacher Su used to be quite leisurely. Why has she been so busy recently?" Zhao Qiuyu wondered aloud.
"Alright, let's go back. Don't try to guess what's going on with Teacher Su. Even if we guess it, what can we do?" Zhao Yueyan took her sister's arm and said gently.
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In the Yomi Mountain Range.
Miao Fengxian finally found an opportunity to be alone with her little thief, nestling in Lu Xun's arms. She relished the incomparable feeling while listening to his sweet words, unable to resist the surging impulses in her heart.
"Little thief?"
"Can you accompany me tonight?" Miao Fengxian lifted her delicate chin, looking at him with a face of resentment, and softly asked.
"Xuan Yin, that..." Lu Xun said awkwardly, "I promised to go back early to be with her."
"Xuan Yin, Xuan Yin, Xuan Yin... Is she the only one in your heart, with no place for me?" The big demoness suddenly felt overwhelmed with jealousy. Annoyed, she glared at the man in front of her and angrily threatened, "I don't care how late it is. You must crawl into my bed, or else you can forget about having me for the rest of your life."
"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Xun saw the big demoness succumbing to jealousy and hurriedly nodded, saying, "Sister, rest assured. This little thief will definitely come in."
"Hmph!"
"I'll be waiting. If you don't come, I'll definitely make you regret it by tomorrow morning." The big demoness glared fiercely at him, then softened her expression as she lay on his chest, like a angry little woman, sniffing his masculine scent while gently caressing his firm chest.
Lu Xun looked at the big demoness in his arms. His heart was filled with bitterness. One moment she was ready to devour him alive, and the next she was sweet and gentle. The speed of this change was truly astonishing.
"How does it feel just entering the Innate Realm?" Miao Fengxian asked softly.
"Uh, it's okay," Lu Xun replied.
"Keep it up."
"When you reach the Mid-Innate Realm, you'll be able to devour me." Miao Fengxian lightly bit her lip and muttered.
"Oh." Lu Xun dared not say much, fearing unnecessary complications.
As the conversation ended, he carefully said, "Sister, I think it's about time. She's about to come. Should we let go?"
Lu Xun's heart was a bit flustered. He hadn't seen Aunt Su for a long time, and she must be yearning for him. If she saw him hugging the big demoness, it would surely erupt in endless jealousy. By then, the mountains would collapse and the earth would burst into pieces, and blood would flow into rivers.
"What's this? Are you afraid she'll get jealous?" Miao Fengxian suddenly lifted her head, looking at him meaningfully, and questioned coldly.
Before Lu Xun could explain, a stream of light fell from the sky. A mature and beautiful Daoist nun, dressed in simple Daoist robes, holding a green longsword and a Buddhist staff, and wearing a lotus flower crown, appeared alone not far away.
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