"You are no longer my disciple."
Su Xiaobai's feet suddenly felt cold. For so reason, an uneasy chill crept up his spine. But he quickly recovered, his usual smirk returning.
"Oh. Anything else? Like… you're no longer the man I'm seeing, and you'll look for a better replacent?"
Bai Yujian arched a brow, her lips curving slightly in amusent. "Why are you acting sour about it? Even if I was seeing a man, what can you do about it?"
Su Xiaobai clicked his tongue. "Who's sour? I just like to be inford if I've been replaced."
Bai Yujian shook her head, deciding to ignore his nonsense. Her voice returned to its usual calm, asured tone.
"In a week, I will be leaving for Baihua Plains. After that, you can either stay in Sword Peak or move to Mystic Peak. It's your choice.
Formally, you will be transferred under Qingqing.
As for sect resources, they are yours to use—you don't need to ask anyone. Just… be mindful of it."
"???"
Su Xiaobai stared at her in pure question mark.
What the hell?
She was sitting calmly, knees pulled up, while he was standing—yet for so reason, the distance between them felt like it had suddenly expanded.
Like she had subtly drawn a boundary between them.
But…
Who cares?
Su Xiaobai was not the kind of man to sulk just because a woman distanced herself from him.
Instead, he casually sat down next to her—
Ensuring their bodies were barely a centiter apart.
The mont he did, her fragrance drifted into his nose.
Fresh. Cool.
Pleasing.
The distance suddenly felt much better.
"You.." Bai Yujian's lips twitched slightly, but she adjusted her words before they fully left her mouth. "... Verdant Peak Lord has sent so gifts for you…"
"Don't want."
Su Xiaobai denied it instantly, not even sparing it a second thought.
That fat old man never had good motives.
Bai Yujian raised an eyebrow. Most n would kill for a favor from a Peak Lord. But this man? He rejected it so ruthlessly it was almost offensive.
Then again…
She expected nothing less from him.
"Okay, then I will ask them to return—"
"Wait."
Su Xiaobai's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Then… is it a person?"
Bai Yujian's crystal-clear gaze t his, her face calm. "It's the quintuplets he showed you—" And suddenly, she smiled. A smile that instantly set off alarm bells in Su Xiaobai's head.
Sothing was off.
Bai Yujian's tone beca silkier, more playful.
"They are waiting downstairs."
"…"
"He decided to give them to you as gifts. But since you refuse, I will go ahead and convey your rejection—"
Swoosh!
"You…! What are you doing?!"
Her fair cheeks flushed abruptly, her amused smirk vanishing into sheer panic.
Like a gust of wind, Su Xiaobai moved—
Too fast.
Before she could react, he had already pushed her down, his body pressing into hers, their chests nearly flush against each other.
Through the thin layers of their robes, he could feel the softness of her breasts, the faint warmth of her skin against his.
Her face turned rosy.
His grip tightened.
Their faces were dangerously close.
This bastard…!
Does he not fear death?!
Bai Yujian's heart skipped a beat.
Her lips parted slightly, not in fear—but in surprise, in sothing else she didn't want to na.
Su Xiaobai's smile widened. "Peak Lord, you took by surprise once, and I let it slide."
His voice dropped slightly, his breath fanning against her fair cheeks. "But twice? If you are so intent on bullying your disciple today, shouldn't I return the favor?"
Bai Yujian's gaze flickered.
A small huff left her lips as she tried to mask her amusent with suspicion.
"What do you an?"
Her tone was too smooth.
Too innocent.
This woman…!
She was playing dumb.
Pretending like she didn't know exactly what she was doing.
Su Xiaobai chuckled, his chest pressing just a little more firmly into hers. Her body tensed slightly, but she didn't move away.
Bai Yujian sighed dramatically, tilting her head slightly. "I just rearranged so words. Is that deceit?" She batted her eyelashes, as if truly pondering the question.
Then—Su Xiaobai's lips curled slightly in a sneer.
"Hmph. If you consider that to be just rearranging words, then by that logic... killing people should only be considered chopping vegetables?"
Su Xiaobai laughed softly, his grip tightening slightly, feeling Bai Yujian's fingers clench beneath his palms.
Her deep, crystal eyes narrowed.
"Su Xiaobai, don't anger ."
She tilted her head to the side, her voice carrying an unmistakable warning. But instead of backing down, Su Xiaobai's grin widened.
"Oh? Or what? You'll use your strength to punish ?"
His voice dripped with mockery.
"The strong bullying the weak? I expected nothing less from you, Peak Lord."
And with that—
He grabbed both of her wrists, pinning them beside her head.
Her skin was unbelievably soft, so delicate that it almost didn't feel like she had bones beneath it. Su Xiaobai's fingers curled around them, testing their shape.
Damn.
Seems like won in this world age like fine wine—The older they get, the more refined, the more devastatingly beautiful they beco.
Bai Yujian's eyes darkened slightly.
Indeed, she had planned to use so strength—But now that he had called her out on it, her dao heart was montarily shaken.
She could only grit her teeth, suppressing the instinct.
And then—
"Peak Lord, didn't you say I could choose any woman from Sword Peak?"
Bai Yujian's heart skipped a beat.
Su Xiaobai's smirk vanished, his eyes burning with desire.
"Then I, Su Xiaobai, choose you. Do you dare accept?"
The temperature between them plumted instantly.
His voice was steady, for so reason, even though he never really trained seriously under her, her sudden declaration of cutting him off as a disciple irritated him.
It was a formal title, nothing more.
But it still pissed him off.
And with the adrenaline of taming Huo Lingxue still coursing through his veins, his blood boiled hotter—his impulses sharp and untad.
Bai Yujian's body tensed beneath him. Her eyes flickered with shock… and sothing else.
"Su Xiaobai… You…!"
Even Bai Yujian looked at him in disbelief, her usually icy mask breaking for a split second.
Horror.
Not at him.
At herself.
Su Xiaobai's instincts scread at him. If he backed down now, he'd be weak.
So he pressed forward.
"What? Nothing to say?"
"Do you only dare to give your words, but not follow through? What's wrong with it, Peak Lor—"
"Don't speak more! I don't want to hear it!"
Startling Su Xiaobai, Bai Yujian freed her hands and slapped them over his mouth, cutting him off before he could talk his way into her heart.
She already felt her resolve cracking—this bastard was too good at flipping her own words against her. If she let him keep going, he might actually make her fall for his bullshit.
Su Xiaobai raised a brow, his hot breath spilling between her fingers, lips brushing against her palm, wet and teasing.
Tch.
Her ears turned red instantly.
He chuckled against her skin, the vibration tickling her fingers, sending an unwanted shiver up her arm. The bastard knew what he was doing. His lips pressed into her palm, lips dangerously soft, before he finally let go.
The scent of her still covered his hands. Cool, fresh—like the mist at the peak of a mountain, but also sharp, like the kind of cold that made n crave warmth.
Maybe she wasn't lonely—maybe she just didn't know how to be held.
Bai Yujian exhaled, her chest rising and falling in slow, deliberate control. If he had pushed any further… she really didn't know what she would've done.
She glanced at her wrists—faint red marks from his grip. It didn't hurt, but the fact that he was still breathing after doing it? That was the real miracle.
She muttered, "I didn't know you were such a bandit…"
Su Xiaobai scoffed, waving her words off like an old woman nagging about ruined vegetables. "Oh? And what about you deciding my entire future like you're picking dishes off a nu? Choosing as the next Sect Master? Marrying off to Qingqing? Do I look like a appetizer to you?"
Bai Yujian's eyes flickered, but her expression remained calm. "If you don't want it, then don't do it. I'll let everyone know tomorrow."
Su Xiaobai stilled. He expected her to fight back, argue, give him so righteous bullshit. But no—she was serious.
And that pissed him off even more.
He stepped closer, closing the distance between them. Bai Yujian's scent wrapped around him—soft, cold, inviting in a way that made n want to corrupt it.
She didn't move away.
Su Xiaobai's fingers itched to grab her again.
"What do you an, don't do it? Do I look like so ungrateful villain to you?"
His eyes darkened.
"Peak Lord, let make sothing clear."
"You saved my sister."
"You brought her back."
"You did a lot of things for ."
"But that ends today."
His grip tightened on her wrist again, not pinning—but holding.
"If this sect is going to be mine in the future, then the decisions will be mine, not yours. I won't be another Zhao Tianxuan, a puppet Sect Master."
Silence.
Then a twitch.
Bai Yujian's lips curled—not in mockery, not in amusent, but in sothing real.
Satisfaction.
This was what she wanted.
Soone who could take what he wanted, stand on his own—With or without her.
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