"If I really were a man, that would be great..."
...
The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and dull.
Gently caressing the two swords in the Sword Box, Su Bei felt the fresh energy circulating through all her ridians and murmured to herself, "The sword needs nourishing."
For Su Bei, the Qingping Sword already felt like second nature, but when it ca to Missing Departure, she still had much room for improvent in terms of control.
Among the myriad of thods in the world, what countless cultivators had sought after since ancient tis was the Great Longevity that granted immortality.
Only those cultivators who achieved minor longevity truly deserved the title of "Immortal," having initially "achieved Dao." For Sword Cultivators, the sword nourishes the person, and the person nourishes the sword. While there might not be such an exaggeration as the unity of man and sword, if one wanted to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, at the very least, one must cultivate a Sword Spirit.
Her own Sword Spirit.
Gradually closing her eyes, Su Bei opened her entire Dantian Knowledge Sea. Her soul dispersed, blending with the surrounding world, and she saw herself seated cross-legged.
Her soul lingered around Missing Departure for a mont before returning to her own body.
Touching the sword again, she could feel it had beco sowhat more intimate than it had been just a mont ago.
Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork on it, and grilled it over the fire. "The sword has been well-nourished."
Missing Departure: "..."
Flower Bright Moon draped in a light mist.
Footsteps approached gently from behind Su Bei, and in the flickering firelight, a familiar wisp of white gauze could just be glimpsed.
The sky was moonless, and everything around was sowhat dim.
The corners of Su Bei's mouth curled into a smile. Without even looking, she wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, pulling her into an embrace, and laughed, "How co Ji Baoer is back by herself?"
"Speak! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"
"..."
As they spoke, the atmosphere between them grew subtly charged.
Pressing down on her, Su Bei's lips brushed Li Zijun's earlobe, her touch tracing the curve of the other woman's body.
Li Zijun's eyes were wide open, her mind blank as Su Bei pulled her close without resistance.
Feeling Su Bei's skilled hands caressing her body, she was unable to think for a while.
Having just bathed, her body still carried a fragrance, enveloping the Daoist Temple in an amorous atmosphere.
Her face gradually turned rosy, but it was unclear whether from the awkward position or from Su Bei's hand gripping her wrist.
Su Bei furrowed her brow, beginning to realize that sothing was amiss.
Surely Ji Baoer's breasts should feel fuller... and she wouldn't be this hesitant. Besides, I can feel the woman beneath trembling.
"Master... Master."
Finally snapping out of her shock, Li Zijun started to push at Su Bei with her small, anxious hands, saying nervously, "I'm not Sister Nan Ji... I'm Zi Jun..."
"..."
Her voice carried a hint of grievance as she turned her body aside, biting her lip.
Su Bei was instantly stunned, leaning down to gaze at the woman before her, dumbfounded.
What kind of beastly thing have I just done?
The atmosphere turned awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by patting her head, but she worried this might be misconstrued, so her hand hovered midair. She swallowed hesitantly and said, "Disciple, your master didn't know it was you..."
"You're wearing your master's wife's clothes, and the firelight is dim..."
Li Zijun hung her head and mumbled a reply, her facial expression indistinct.
"Master... can you please get off ?"
"..."
Su Bei gave her an awkward smile and then gently moved off her. She touched her nose and said after a mont's thought, "Your master truly didn't know..."
Then, she reached out to grasp Li Zijun's snowy wrist, intending to pull her to her feet.
The firelight waxed and waned, casting its glow on their faces, each preoccupied with her own thoughts.
For so reason, as Su Bei looked at Li Zijun's jade-like, translucent face, she felt an urge rising within her, and her heart unexpectedly began to beat faster.
Compared to Nan Ji, her actions just now had been bold, yet the way Li Zijun felt to her touch was vastly different.
But it was Li Zijun's gentle yet faintly distant manner that evoked an odd feeling in Su Bei.
As if having forgotten the prior embarrassnt, Su Bei lifted her hand and extended two fingers, tentatively sliding them across Li Zijun's cheek.
After a pause, she finally made contact with that smooth, jade-like skin.
Li Zijun's delicate fra trembled slightly, her intelligent eyes shining like stars. She shifted, creating a little space between them, but this ti she did not react vehently. Closing her eyes, she let Su Bei gently stroke her beautiful face with two fingers.
Warm and smooth as jade.
Suddenly, Su Bei saw a pearly tear escape from the corner of Li Zijun's eye and slide down her snowy white cheek.
The flickering firelight reflected two glistening tear tracks.
Su Bei's hand paused, then gently glided to Li Zijun's delicate chin. She tilted Li Zijun's face towards her, gazing at her stunningly beautiful visage.
With two fingers, she gently wiped away the tears, whispering softly, "I'm sorry."
"Your master..."
Li Zijun gazed at Su Bei, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.
She didn't know why her tears were falling.
Was it because of Su Bei's transgression?
Or was it because a relationship between them was dood to have no future?
In that instant, when she saw the montary lapse in Su Bei's eyes, Li Zijun didn't know what kind of expression to make.
Was it helplessness?
"Flowers in the mirror, the moon on the water," Li Zijun murmured.
She gently lifted her head, the corners of her mouth curling into a smile as she hid the last tear in the depths of her eyes. "Your disciple doesn't bla you, Master."
"Sister Nan Ji gave the dress. That's why Master mistook for soone else."
"..."
Su Bei gave her an embarrassed smile, suppressing the terrible thoughts that had just arisen in her mind.
How co every disciple I take is so peculiar?
Each one feels as if we've shared a long passage of ti, as if there's so indescribable sentint between us.
Just then, the door opened.
Ji Nanjue, now dressed in another garnt, walked in. With a strange expression, she surveyed the scene before her.
She sat down next to Su Bei, barefoot, and began to wipe lingering droplets of water from her skin.
A flicker of puzzlent crossed her eyes. Normally, Su Bei would have pounced on by now. Why is she so subdued today?
What happened between these two while I was away?
The atmosphere is so strange.
"Su Bei, what's wrong? You seem distracted?" Ji Nanjue asked.
Su Bei smiled at her and then held Ji Nanjue in her arms.
It seed that within Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue sensed the complex emotions stirring within her. She tilted her head up and kissed the corner of Su Bei's mouth.
Just now, she had thought about many things. She knew the road ahead was long and arduous. The world was heartless, and it would make their journey particularly difficult. But being able to enjoy this mont of peace filled her with satisfaction.
Gradually, her mindset began to shift.
—Not asking for every day and night together, but cherishing the tis once shared.
"It's nothing," Su Bei said, stroking Ji Nanjue's hair. "It's late. Ti to sleep..."
Ji Nanjue stood up and took Li Zijun's distracted hand. She examined the dress Li Zijun was wearing—which was Ji Nanjue's own—then nodded, "Zi Jun, this dress looks quite good on you..."
Li Zijun's face flushed red.
Then Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei, pretending to be stern, "As punishnt, you'll sleep outside tonight. I'll sleep with Zi Jun."
"How about that, Zi Jun?" she asked, winking at Li Zijun.
Li Zijun was startled for a mont. She looked up at Su Bei, then at Ji Nanjue beside her, and said reluctantly, "That doesn't seem right... It looks like it's going to rain outside."
Su Bei knew this was Nan Ji providing her a way out; Ji Nanjue had probably sensed the earlier awkwardness.
Her heart ward as she looked at Ji Nanjue. "I'll just go outside then..."
Just then, the faint sound of footsteps ca from nearby.
The sudden noise made everyone frown. Su Bei asked with a hint of confusion, "Who could be walking around this late at night?"
"..."
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