Chapter 118 Where Did My Sister Go?
Finally, in the suffocating silence, Yu Linglong slowly loosened her fingers from the ribbon. She then took a step and walked toward the warm, mist-filled pool.
The warm pool water first washed over her snow-white ankles, bringing a wave of comfortable warmth. The ripples gently lapped against her shapely calves, then her thighs.
As the water rose past her waist, soaking the clothing over her abdomen, that layer of plain white silk became a semi-transparent second skin, outlining the curve of her slender, willow-like waist and the sudden, breathtakingly full contours beneath it. Surrounded by mist and glistening in the water, partially hidden and partially revealed, it presented a scene of even more alluring, unspoken sensuality.
At this moment, Yu Linglong was standing almost entirely in the chest-deep warm water, her white long dress like thin gauze made of moonlight, perfectly wrapping around every curve of her youthful, full figure.
On the other side, in the side hall of Holy Son Peak.
Moonlight shone through the window lattice, spilling onto Yu Linlang, who was sitting quietly in meditation. Spiritual energy circulated around her body, and a faint chill radiated from her; this was the sign of the Ice technique from the Ice and Fire Initial Emotion Art in operation. Suddenly, her long, curled eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. A trace of confusion flashed in her clear eyes. She tilted her head to listen for a moment, but there was still only the sound of her own shallow breathing in the side hall.
"Huh? Didn't Sister say she would be back in a while? Why has she been gone so long?" Yu Linlang muttered softly, rubbing her slightly sore arms, and slowly stood up from the jade couch.
She had a simple nature, but she was not entirely naive. Her sister Yu Linglong's recent actions, the instructions she had given to him previously, and the lingering, heavy sorrow that always seemed to be between her brows—occasionally she would stare blankly at her, and when asked, would always say nothing was wrong. This made her feel a faint sense of unease in her heart.
Pushing open the door of the side hall, a cool breeze brushed against her face. Yu Linlang tightened her clothes around her. Just as she was hesitating whether to return to the room to continue to Cultivate or to go look for her sister, a familiar figure walked gracefully from around the corner in the direction of the main hall.
The person who arrived was dressed in red, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face; it was Chi Lianer. She seemed to have just come from the direction of the main hall, her steps unhurried, a familiar, charming smile on her face. Her eyes looked somewhat strange under the moonlight, as if she were savoring something.
"Sister Chi Lianer!" Yu Linlang's eyes lit up, and she hurried over to meet her, calling out crisply.
Chi Lianer looked up at the sound and saw it was Yu Linlang. The smile on her face seemed to deepen, though it appeared slightly different from usual, carrying an indescribable nuance. "Oh, it's Linlang. It is good to Cultivate diligently, but you must also remember to balance work and rest!" Her voice was still soft and alluring, but it seemed to carry a bit more profound meaning than usual.
"Mm-hmm, thank you for your concern, Sister." Yu Linlang nodded, then eagerly asked the question that had been puzzling her. "Sister Chi Lianer, have you seen my sister? She has been out for a while and hasn't returned yet. Do you think she might... I'm a little worried."
Upon hearing this, Chi Lianer's alluring eyes deepened with a smile. They darted quickly toward the direction of the main hall's bathing pool for a fleeting moment before rapidly retracting. When her gaze fell upon the young girl's innocent and clearly worried face, a cryptic arc curled at the corners of her lips.
"Your sister..." Chi Lianer drew out her tone, her voice soft, yet every word seemed to have a hook. "She is currently busy with 'important business' with the Saint!" She deliberately emphasized the words "important business," let her gaze linger on Yu Linlang's clueless face, and continued, "You little girl, it would be best not to go and disturb them."
Her words sounded like advice, but the profound meaning contained in her eyes and tone made the simple-minded Yu Linlang vaguely feel something was off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. It just made her feel that perhaps her sister and the Saint really did have important matters to attend to, and it would be better for her not to rush over and disturb them.
"Oh... I see." Yu Linlang nodded, seemingly understanding, though her heart remained uneasy. She couldn't help but glance toward the main hall, where the lights were dim and mist seemed to swirl, making it hard to see clearly. "Then... then I won't go disturb my sister. Thank you, Sister Chi Lianer."
"Good girl, go back and rest." Chi Lianer reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Yu Linlang's head, but stopped halfway. She only patted her shoulder lightly, then said no more, turning and walking gracefully toward the side hall where she lived. Her red skirt swayed gently in the night breeze, like a flickering flame in the dark night.
Inside the bathing pool of the main hall of Holy Son Peak, perhaps enhanced by the glistening water, Yu Linglong presented a contrast of extreme purity and extreme temptation. Her long, black hair was somewhat damp, clinging to her snow-white neck and delicate collarbones, while water droplets rolled down from the tips of her hair and her cheeks, sliding into the pool.
Xiao Ming instinctively moved his Adam's apple. He remained leaning against the side of the pool, his posture seemingly unchanged, but deep within his dark eyes, it was as if a hidden fire had been ignited, burning and locking onto the beautiful figure half-hidden by the mist and glistening water.
The scene before him transcended mere nakedness; it carried a hazy sense of reluctance and invitation, like a painting of a lady smudged by water vapor. Beneath the pure background, a silent, vivid sensuality surged, making the impact even more intense.
Yu Linglong could clearly feel the intensity of that gaze; her cheeks were burning, and her skin flushed with a glowing pink. She did not dare to meet Xiao Ming's eyes, nor did she dare to look down at her own appearance, yet she could imagine what it was like... In an instant, a variety of intense sensations wrapped around her like the pool water, but her steps did not stop.
She finally arrived in front of Xiao Ming, with only an arm's length between them. The warm pool water rippled between them, and the mist blurred their vision, yet it brought their breathing and body temperatures even closer.