115: Chapter 115 What are you doing? Stop right there!

When Ye Xiaoyao landed on the mountain peak, Pei Yuhan was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

Moonlight poured over her like water, and her white clothes seemed to be draped in a layer of silver gauze.

The lines of her profile appeared softer in the moonlight; her eyelashes were long, her nose bridge was elegant, and her lips were a light cherry color.

Her skin was so white it was almost transparent, glowing with a warm luster like jade.

As the mountain breeze brushed past, a few strands of black hair swept across her cheeks, making her look like a Fairy who could ride the wind and leave at any moment.

Ye Xiaoyao found it hard to look away.

This Female Sword Immortal truly deserved the title "stunning beauty."

Pei Yuhan didn't open her eyes, her voice clear and cold:

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Ye Xiaoyao took a few steps closer and smiled, "Exactly, it's so late, why hasn't the Fairy rested yet?"

Pei Yuhan still kept her eyes closed, but her tone carried a hint of frost, mixed with an indescribable sourness:

"What, instead of accompanying your little bride, you come here to disturb my quiet cultivation? Aren't you afraid she'll get angry?"

She slowly opened her eyes, moonlight reflecting in them, a faint mocking smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Ye Xiaoyao knew she was talking about what happened in the cave.

He didn't mind the mockery.

It wasn't the first or second day that Pei Yuhan and Ji Chanxi had been sniping at each other.

Instead, he smiled more candidly: "Fairy, I couldn't sleep tonight and wanted to have a chat with you.

I wonder if the Fairy would be willing to give me a chance?"

Pei Yuhan slowly stood up.

With this stand, her figure was fully revealed.

The curves beneath the white clothes were breathtaking.

Her chest was full and proud, yet her waist was so slender it seemed it might break with a snap; further down were her rounded and firm buttocks, and her legs were long and straight.

Her whole body was like a smooth-lined jade gourd; any more would be too much, any less too little.

Ye Xiaoyao's Adam's apple bobbed as he quietly swallowed.

His heart skipped a few beats.

Although they had intimate contact during the last Dual Cultivation, the situation was urgent then, and he had no chance to take a good look.

Now, in the hazy moonlight and at a close distance, he finally saw the Perfection of this body clearly.

It was simply a masterpiece meticulously carved by the Creator.

He thought to himself: Since they had already been intimate, she would be taken as a Dao Companion sooner or later anyway.

Ever since the incident with Lu Jiajing, Ye Xiaoyao had completely opened up to the idea of "having one more Dao Companion."

The Pure Yang Sacred Body required frequent regulation, so having another person to help wasn't a bad thing.

Moreover, with a stunning beauty like Pei Yuhan, he couldn't let her end up with someone else in the future.

Of course, he couldn't say this directly.

He had to test her attitude first.

Pei Yuhan noticed Ye Xiaoyao's gaze.

That look was burning hot, like it had hooks, scraping over every inch of her body.

She gave a soft hum, a hint of pride hidden in her voice.

She indeed had the capital to be proud.

This figure had likely haunted the dreams of countless male cultivators and made many female cultivators grit their teeth in envy.

She turned sideways, not looking at Ye Xiaoyao: "Oh? What do you want to chat about?"

In fact, her following Ji Chanxi into the Secret Realm was originally to ask Ye Xiaoyao clearly.

After that accident, what exactly was the relationship between the two of them?

But there hadn't been a chance to speak alone before.

She was the Saintess of the Sword Sect, and her nature was proud; she couldn't bring herself to take the initiative to find him.

She could only wait for him to come himself.

Now that he really came, the bit of joy in Pei Yuhan's heart was like a small fish blowing bubbles, bubbling upwards.

But she had to keep a straight face and not let him see it.

Ye Xiaoyao didn't answer directly, but instead asked:

"Fairy, I don't even know your name yet. Can you tell me?"

The bit of displeasure in Pei Yuhan's heart completely dissipated.

A slight curve couldn't help but form at the corner of her mouth.

Him asking for her name meant he cared about her.

"Pei Yuhan."

Her voice softened slightly.

Ye Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and he praised: "Yuhan... a good name, it suits you."

Pei Yuhan turned around to face him directly, her voluptuous figure casting breathtaking shadows in the moonlight.

She chuckled: "Praising me like this, aren't you afraid that demoness will get angry?"

She was testing, trying to figure out how solid the relationship between Ye Xiaoyao and Ji Chanxi really was.

Ye Xiaoyao said frankly: "Fairy Pei, rest assured, Chanxi and I have a deep bond; she won't mind these things.

Besides, I'm just chatting with you and haven't done anything excessive. Why would she blame me?"

He spoke seriously, looking into Pei Yuhan's eyes.

The smile on Pei Yuhan's face faded.

She turned sideways again, no longer looking at him directly.

Ye Xiaoyao knew what was going on.

The first step was successful.

Pei Yuhan was starting to care about his relationship with Ji Chanxi.

Next, he had to make her a bit more jealous.

He continued: "Actually, Chanxi and I haven't known each other long, just a few years,

But feelings aren't about the length of time; the key is whether hearts are connected..."

Hearing the words "hearts are connected," Pei Yuhan chewed on them repeatedly in her mind.

Thinking about it, she suddenly grew annoyed.

Why was this Rake telling her this?

To show off how deep his love for that demoness was?

Where was the "connection of hearts" between her and him?

Her tone suddenly turned cold: "Hmph! Did you come here just to say this? Do you think I'd be interested?"

Ye Xiaoyao knew the timing was right.

Smiling, he walked toward her step by step.

Pei Yuhan noticed him approaching and turned to see what he was actually going to do.

But Ye Xiaoyao didn't stop, getting closer and closer, so close she felt flustered.

"W-what are you doing?"

She moved back half a step.

"Don't come over! Stand still!"

Ye Xiaoyao ignored her, strode in front of her, and stretched out his arm, pulling that slender waist into his embrace.

Pei Yuhan's body trembled; she wanted to dodge but was firmly held by him.

She pushed against his chest with both hands but couldn't push him away; instead, she felt the warmth and heartbeat coming from beneath.

Her face turned red instantly.

If Ye Xiaoyao hadn't reached Core Formation, he might not have been able to restrain this Middle Stage Core Formation Female Sword Immortal.

But now that his Golden Core was formed, and he had practiced the Nine Revolutions Hegemon Body Art to the seventh revolution Perfection, with the addition of the Pure Yang Sacred Body, his Physical Body strength was powerful.

Holding her slender waist was like holding a bundle of willow branches.

Of course, this was also because Pei Yuhan didn't truly use force to resist.

Towards this man who had taken her primordial yin, she ultimately had feelings.

It was just the reserve of the Sword Sect Saintess that prevented her from being too proactive.

She stopped struggling, tilted her face up, and looked at him without blinking.

Ye Xiaoyao looked down at the beautiful face in his arms and said softly:

"Yuhan, stop lying to yourself. You like me in your heart, so why pretend you don't?

I know you were jealous just now; you split those rocks quite fiercely."

He paused, his voice becoming even gentler: "I didn't want you to be sad because of me, so I came.

I want you to know that since I, Ye Xiaoyao, have touched your body and taken your primordial yin, I will take full responsibility for you."

He was telling the truth.

Although Pei Yuhan was poisoned first that day and pounced on him while her mind was unclear, he hadn't been able to control himself later either.

Having taken someone's purity, he couldn't just pull up his pants and refuse to acknowledge it.

That wasn't his style.

Moreover, this cold and ethereal Female Sword Immortal with an alluring figure was indeed the type he liked.

If she could be taken as a Dao Companion, why not?

Being held by the waist, half of Pei Yuhan's body went limp.

Hearing these words, the awkwardness in her heart gradually dissolved.

She looked at him quietly, feeling the masculine aura from him, her heart beating like a drum.

The two looked at each other for a long time, moonlight spilling onto their faces.

Pei Yuhan finally spoke, her voice no longer having the previous coldness, but instead carrying a bit of relief and a hint of smugness:

"Xiaoyao, I understand your feelings. I... actually have feelings for you too."

She paused and suddenly said: "Since that's the case, why don't you follow me back to the Sword Sect and learn the Sword Dao from me?

We can Cultivate together and progress together, how about it?"

Ye Xiaoyao was stunned.

He had originally wanted to lure her into the Yin Yang Sect, but he didn't expect her to speak first and try to pull him into the Vast Righteousness Sword Sect.

This proposal was indeed unexpected.

Ye Xiaoyao hid his surprise, his smile remaining gentle:

"Yuhan, but I am already a Disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, and Chanxi is also the Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect. I cannot abandon her."

He changed the subject, half-joking and half-seriously: "How about... you quit the Sword Sect and join our Yin Yang Sect? Hehe."

Pei Yuhan's expression turned solemn, and she turned her head away: "Impossible, I am the Saintess of the Sword Sect, how can I betray the Sect?"

She almost added "Besides, the Yin Yang Sect is of the Demonic Path and is as incompatible as fire and water with the Sword Sect," but the words stopped at her lips.

She wasn't so stupid as to belittle his Sect in front of Ye Xiaoyao.

Moreover... this man was hers.

Ye Xiaoyao thought for a moment, looked at the beauty in his arms, let out a long breath, and said with a firm tone:

"True, for now, whether you enter the Yin Yang Sect or I enter the Sword Sect, it's not appropriate.

But Yuhan, rest assured, since you are my Dao Companion, I will one day become powerful.

At that time, the barrier between righteous and demonic will no longer bind us, and we will eventually be together forever."

Since Awakening the Pure Yang Sacred Body and successfully reaching Core Formation, Ye Xiaoyao's confidence had been growing.

He believed he would surely achieve Nascent Soul and become a Nascent Soul True Monarch, with combat power far exceeding those of the same rank.

Hearing this vow, Pei Yuhan's heart warmed.

She turned her head, looked at him, and smiled gently: "Xiaoyao, I believe you! I will wait for you."

When she said this, her cheeks were slightly red, but her gaze was candid.

She finally faced these feelings directly, no longer being awkward.

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly seemed to notice something and quickly buried her face in Ye Xiaoyao's chest.

Ye Xiaoyao smiled knowingly, tightened his arms, and held her even more firmly.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together; he could clearly feel the fullness and softness of her chest, full of elasticity.

Her waist was slender yet fleshy, and it felt excellent to the touch.

He moved his hand down half an inch, stroking those firm buttocks.

Pei Yuhan's body trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan.

The two embraced under the moonlight, not separating for a long time, occasionally whispering sweet and cloying words of love.

On a nearby mountain peak, a figure in a black dress stood quietly.

It was Ji Chanxi.

Less than half an hour after Ye Xiaoyao left the cave, she had woken up in a daze.

The person beside her was gone.

She was initially confused, then guessed that Ye Xiaoyao had likely gone to find Pei Yuhan.

So she cast a Concealment Spell and quietly followed him.

She didn't land on that mountain peak but chose a slightly lower one nearby, hiding in the shadows of the trees and watching from afar.

She happened to see Ye Xiaoyao approach Pei Yuhan, and her heart rose to her throat.

Then, seeing him pull her into his arms, Ji Chanxi's jar of jealousy smashed into pieces with a "clatter."

She had no heart to listen to what they were saying; she only felt her chest was stifled and her eyes were stinging.

She really wanted to rush over and demand: Husband, why are you being good to someone else behind my back?

But in the end, she didn't move.

Two wet trails slid down her cheeks; she raised her hand to wipe them away, turned around, and flew back to the cave soundlessly.

She hadn't failed to notice Ye Xiaoyao's attitude toward Pei Yuhan over the past two days.

She had also guessed about that accidental Dual Cultivation.

She understood Ye Xiaoyao's nature.

He definitely felt that since he had taken her purity, he had to be responsible.

Thinking of this, Ji Chanxi's heart felt sour and painful, yet she still restrained herself.

She didn't go to make a scene in person but just returned silently.

She decided to wait until tomorrow to see Ye Xiaoyao's reaction.

Perhaps she really should find a chance to have a good talk with him.

Returning to the cave and lying on the blanket, Ji Chanxi couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The scene from just now replayed repeatedly in her mind.

Her husband, holding another woman, sharing tender moments under the moonlight.

She bit her lip, tears welling up again, as she cursed in a low voice:

"Husband, you big liar! You lied to me, lied to the Revered Master, lied to the Senior Sister...

You used to say you only loved the four of us, it was all lies.

You've had a change of heart... Chaner will never believe you again! Hmph!"

On the other side, Ye Xiaoyao and Pei Yuhan were still embracing.

Ye Xiaoyao was completely unaware that Ji Chanxi had been there.

He was just thinking in his heart: Chaner, wait until I handle these things, then I'll explain to you.

It was almost dawn when the two finally separated.

Before parting, Ye Xiaoyao gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Pei Yuhan didn't dodge.

Having already confessed, there was no need to maintain that cold and reserved air.

Ye Xiaoyao quietly returned to the cave.

Seeing Ji Chanxi lying quietly, her breathing even, as if she was sound asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay down beside her lightly, pretending he had never left.

Ji Chanxi had actually been awake the whole time.

Sensing Ye Xiaoyao's return, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

But when Ye Xiaoyao lay down, she rolled over, turned her back to him, and even shifted a bit to the side, moving further away from him.

The movement was very natural, like an unintentional act in her sleep.

Ye Xiaoyao had things on his mind and didn't notice immediately.

After a while, he finally realized: Why is Chaner sleeping so far away today?

He reached out, wanting to pull her closer.

Just as his hand touched her, Ji Chanxi rolled over again and shifted even further away.

Ye Xiaoyao's hand froze in mid-air, realizing something belatedly.

He sighed softly and withdrew his hand.

His mood was complicated.

But he was also more determined.

He must become stronger!

Only by being strong enough can he let these Dao Companions live in harmony and keep the peace in his harem.

He closed his eyes and waited for dawn.

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