50: Chapter 50 Su Li, Hatred Bar Full

"What I regret most is not seeing through your nature sooner."

Su Li tried to turn her head away to dodge, but she couldn't; she could only close her eyes, refusing to look at Mo Zixing's face.

"Are you satisfied now that you've seen such an ugly face?"

"Mo Zixing, you've gone to all this trouble just to see me in this state—neither human nor ghost?"

She had no idea what kind of appearance was presented before Mo Zixing's eyes at this moment; in fact, her broken yet stubborn expression made her look even more enticing.

Mo Zixing pinched her face and, for once, spoke the truth.

"I don't think it's ugly; in fact, it's quite beautiful."

Hearing this.

Su Li abruptly turned her head to the side, curling her body away from him, refusing to give him another glance.

She only thought Mo Zixing was intentionally mocking her, poking at the scar she cared about most for fun.

Mo Zixing didn't plan to explain just yet.

He simply straightened up and took out the bottle of Pulse-Protecting Pills Liu Qingyan had given him.

He shook the jade bottle twice, and the crisp sound of Medicinal Pills clinking echoed.

Hearing the familiar sound, Su Li's body stiffened as expected, and her ears twitched slightly.

"After taking medicine for so long, not only is there no sign of recovery, but your cultivation has completely vanished."

Mo Zixing slowly uncorked the bottle and poured all the pills into his palm.

"Elder Su, tell me, do you still need these?"

Su Li turned her head slightly, looking at the pills in his palm out of the corner of her eye, her breathing involuntarily quickening.

Mo Zixing arched an eyebrow, said nothing, and slowly tightened his fingers into a fist.

Crack.

Those Pulse-Protecting Pills were crushed by him in his palm.

The medicinal residue rustled down through the gaps between his fingers.

Scattering all over the floor.

On Su Li's interface, the Flame Bar of the hatred value had already reached four bars.

Noticing the change on the interface, Mo Zixing felt a sense of relief, but his face still maintained that punchable expression.

Looking at the residue all over the floor, Su Li finally couldn't take it anymore, her whole body trembling.

"Mo Zixing!"

"Did you come here just to humiliate me over and over again?"

"For those who cultivate the Dao, the most important thing is the cultivation of one's Heart-Nature. If one's conduct is improper, no matter how high their talent, they won't go far."

"Aren't you afraid your actions today will ruin your Dao Heart and Immortal Path?"

"Elder Su, there's no need to worry about me."

Mo Zixing brushed off the residue on his hands, his tone aggravatingly flat.

"I'm doing this for your own good, with a clear conscience."

"For my own good?"

Su Li laughed out of anger, her chest rising and falling slightly with her rapid breathing.

"You destroyed my last medicine, tore open my scars, and now you tell me it's for my own good?"

"Mo Zixing, do you take me for a fool?"

Seeing her trembling with rage, Mo Zixing stepped forward and leaned over her, a deliberate, wicked smirk playing on his lips.

"This is just the beginning; it's not over yet."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and flipped.

The blanket covering Su Li was tossed directly to the foot of the bed by him.

Her whole body stiffened, the blood draining from her face. She instinctively curled her legs and reached out to pull the blanket back.

Su Li was only wearing a thin nightgown.

The fabric was light and form-fitting, unscrupulously tracing her full and graceful curves.

During the struggle just now, the collar had already become loose, revealing her delicate collarbones and those two magnificent worlds of astonishing proportions.

Though unintentional, every movement was full of temptation.

Truly a [Charm Bone].

The saying was not false.

"You... what on earth do you want to do!"

Su Li's voice changed pitch, filled with immense panic, shame, and indignation.

All her life, she had remained chaste, aloof, and proud.

She had never been so offended by a man, with even the appearance of her most intimate nightgown seen completely.

Humiliation and hatred surged uncontrollably to her head.

"What do you think I want to do?"

Mo Zixing leaned over her, his gaze deliberately sweeping over her tense body, the flippancy in his tone deepening.

Su Li could no longer hold it together and cried out sharply.

"Someone... mmph!"

But before she could finish, Mo Zixing had covered her mouth with lightning speed.

His warm palm pressed against her soft lips, blocking all her cries.

Su Li struggled desperately, using both hands to try and pry his wrist away.

But a Mortal's strength against the Foundation Establishment Stage 2 was like an ant trying to shake a tree; she couldn't move Mo Zixing in the slightest.

Seeing that her strength was no match, she opened her mouth to bite his palm.

But Mo Zixing was prepared for this, arching his hand slightly so she had no chance to bite down.

Just then.

A set of hurried footsteps suddenly approached from afar.

Then, a series of knocks sounded on the door.

The voice of the female Disciple guarding outside the hall came through the wooden door, filled with worry.

"Elder Su, are you alright?"

"I thought I heard you calling me just now. Did something happen?"

Su Li on the bed seemed to have caught a final lifeline, struggling even harder, making muffled sounds in her throat.

Mo Zixing's mouth twitched.

No way.

His reaction was already so fast.

And she could still be heard?

He took a deep breath. Instead of letting go, he leaned down close to Su Li's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Shh, stop it, Su Li."

"Do you know the consequences if this is discovered?"

He paused, his warm breath brushing against her burning ear tip.

"If she pushes the door open and sees the pure and noble Elder Su pinned to the bed by a junior, what do you think she'll think?"

"Even if you don't care about your own reputation, if this gets out, the face of the entire Mingyu Sect will be completely ruined by you."

"You wouldn't want the Sect's reputation to be damaged because of you, would you?"

He spoke each word deliberately.

Piercing right into what Su Li cared about most.

That's right.

She was already in this state.

How could she cause more trouble for the Sect?"

If this got out, it would surely become the laughingstock of the Sect.

Su Li's struggling froze.

The light in her eyes faded bit by bit, replaced by a deeper despair.

"Tell her it's nothing and have her leave."

Mo Zixing watched the churning emotions in her eyes, slowly releasing his hand from her mouth, gesturing for her to respond.

Su Li's chest heaved violently. After a few seconds, she closed her eyes as if resigning to her fate.

With a raspy voice, she instructed the person outside the door.

"It's nothing. I wasn't calling you just now."

"You may leave. There's no need to stand guard here anymore."

Hearing her say this, the female Disciple outside didn't dare ask more and could only respond.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

On the interface.

Su Li's Hatred Bar was now completely lit up.

Everything was ready.

Mo Zixing reached out and pinched her chin, applying slight pressure to lift her face.

Their faces were extremely close.

Their breaths intertwined.

He could clearly see the hatred in Su Li's eyes.

"Listen to me obediently. That's the only way to get the best result, understand?"