Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 515 The Noble Beggar Bloodline

In their current transformed states, Lu Xingzhou couldn't defeat either of them in a one-on-one fight, let alone be beaten up by both of them.

Fortunately, he had a move called Tai Xu Lun Zhuan.

With a dagger on his left and an ice sword on his right, two strange forces converged along his meridians, using his body as the battlefield for a single strike.

The power was shared between the two of them, while Lu Xingzhou suffered the damage of becoming a battlefield.

Previously, Lu Xingzhou only used the Taixu Wheel of Reincarnation for damage mitigation, and rarely used it in this kind of situation. This was because he rarely allowed himself to be caught in a pincer attack; he always ganged up on others.

This sudden and unusual technique left both girls momentarily bewildered. Even though their attacks were being controlled by his hand without direct contact, they felt the force emanating from his sword and dagger, causing their hands to go numb.

Lu Xingzhou, who used his body as a battlefield, was also in great pain, with blood spilling from the corner of his lips.

Both women were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously withdrew their strength.

Lu Xingzhou, however, increased his strength and pulled her with both hands. The two women, who were just pulling back, were caught off guard and cried out "Ouch!" as they were dragged together.

Si Han, who had been holding back, finally took the opportunity to strike, pressing his hands on the two women's Jianjing acupoints. The two women immediately collapsed into Lu Xingzhou's arms.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

You were a liability when fighting Xuan Nu earlier, your eyes were practically glued to her chest, and your sword strikes were weak and limp. You didn't look like a half-step Huiyang expert at all. Now you're all high and mighty, your attacks are lightning fast, there's no time to react. Why weren't you this strong before? Were you here to help me fight Xuan Nu, or to help Lu Xingzhou fight me?
Dugu Qingli: "..."

The woman on the other side was the one who called you a burden, not me, so why did you hit me? Humans are so inexplicable; by the time I could move, I was already dead.

Both of them slumped in Lu Xingzhou's arms, glaring at Si Han and then staring back at each other angrily, looking as if they wanted to glare each other to death.

Si Han ultimately took the blame, wiping his sweat as he asked, "My lord, what... how should we handle this now?"

Lu Xingzhou was speechless. He glanced at the passage and saw that there was a room with a bed outside. So he carried the two of them to the bedside.

Si Han, being very sensible, went to guard the outer passage.

The messy marks of their lovemaking on the bed made Lu Xingzhou gasp. Damn, why are there lace panties? Do they still have these in this day and age? Xuan Nu is indeed Xuan Nu, she's so advanced in this respect.

Lu Xingzhou lifted the bed sheet and rolled up all the messy things inside, throwing them in a corner. He then tossed the two women onto the cotton mattress below and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out another pill to suppress demonic energy and stuffed it into the little white-haired girl's mouth. Looking at her glaring expression, he couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect red eyes to be so beautiful."

In fact, he had seen Dugu Qingli with her eyes red before. It was during the grand competition at sea, when Dugu Qingli was fighting against Xiang Guang, that her eyes briefly turned red.

Therefore, Lu Xingzhou had always been clear that Dugu Qingli's problem wasn't that she was tainted by demonic intent, but rather that demonic intent had always lurked within her, ready to be awakened and transform into an ice demon. Her recent repeated near-contacts with ice demons meant that even without Xuan Nu's guidance, it was only a matter of time. Pills to suppress this demonic intent had long been prepared, just waiting for this moment.

Knowing full well that Dugu Qingli was unsuitable for contact with the Ice Demon, he still kept her hovering around it instead of heading far away, all to test whether Dugu Qingli could control this demonic intent on her own. Suppress it when she wanted, transform when she wanted.

After the pill entered her stomach, Dugu Qingli's red eyes did not fade for a while, appearing to flicker between light and dark, with red and blue alternating.

Without saying a word, Lu Xingzhou kissed her.

Jiang Yuan: "..."

This was the first time Dugu Qingli, with her red eyes, had been kissed by a man, and she instinctively struggled violently: "You bastard, I'll kill you... ugh..."

But the body's instinctive comfort couldn't lie; while cursing, she softened and then proactively stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Yuan watched in stunned silence.

Theoretically speaking, Lu Xingzhou might not be kissing Dugu Qingli right now, but the Ice Demon. You're not even sparing the Ice Demon?

No, I'm right here, and you're already being this affectionate? Do you think I don't exist?
But as she watched, Jiang Yuan bit her lower lip and tightly clamped her long legs together.

—She had already withdrawn from her ancient bloodline state, and the seductive arts of the Mystic Maiden seemed to be starting to take effect. The more she looked at the erotic scenes, the more it aroused her suppressed desires.

In an instant, the Xuan Nu's large bed was filled with the same decadent feeling as when the Xuan Nu herself was there, and the sound of panting gradually rose.

Yuan Muyu, waiting outside the cave: "..."

Ji Wenchuan didn't use his divine sense to see what was happening inside, but he was curious to see that Yan Jun's face had turned into various colors.

"King Yama? King Yama?"

"...It's nothing." Yuan Muyu gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly. "Does Ye Tinglan even know how to teach her disciples? What a shameless thing she's produced!"

Ji Wenchuan: "?"

It's currently undergoing an upgrade.

Lu Xingzhou and the red-eyed white-haired boy were so engrossed in their kiss that they were suddenly enveloped by a soft, fragrant body.

Lu Xingzhou paused, then turned to look, only to meet Jiang Yuan's watery, peach-blossom eyes: "I'm so hot..."

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

With a "crack," Yuan Muyu crushed the armrest of the wheelchair.

Lu Xingzhou was also taken aback by this change and was stunned for a moment when the red-eyed white-haired creature in his arms flew into a rage and shoved Jiang Yuan far away: "Mine!"

Jiang Yuan pounced on her.

The two women were about to tear each other apart.

Lu Xingzhou was overwhelmed with anxiety. He slapped and pressed on both of their acupoints again until Jiang Yuan finally collapsed and lay motionless beside him.

However, the medicine was now taking effect on Dugu Qingli, and her red eyes gradually faded, returning to their icy blue hue. She stared unblinkingly at Lu Xingzhou. The malevolent ice demon had been kissed back into an ice doll.

Ice Doll subtly stretched out her leg and kicked Jiang Yuan a little further away.

Lu Xingzhou was both amused and exasperated. He finally managed to slip a pill into Jiang Yuan's hand, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask Dugu Qingli, "How are you feeling?"

Dugu Qingli knew what he was asking and said in a low voice, "In that state, the desire to destroy is very strong... even the slightest unhappiness will be magnified a thousandfold and cannot be controlled."

"But you know what's going on?"

"I didn't know. I could only know by recalling the feeling after I exited that state. At that time, there was no such mental analysis, only 'can be killed'."

"So the sword is aimed at Miss Jiang?"

"Um……"

What did she do to offend you?

Dugu Qingli fell silent. She took off her clothes to show you, and that's how she offended me.

Besides, he just tried to steal my kiss, you shameless beggar.

After taking the pill, Jiang Yuan regained some of her senses and cursed from the side, "You're just taking revenge on me! You're doing this on purpose! You hate me for interrupting your affair!"

Dugu Qingli said, "Do you hate me now for disturbing your affair?"

Jiang Yuan was both ashamed and indignant: "That wasn't me just now!"

Dugu Qingli said, "Save your breath. You're still alluring right now, and your seductive arts haven't been suppressed at all. If you say another word, I'll hit you."

Lu Xingzhou glanced at Jiang Yuan and saw that she was still burning up. His pills had only helped her regain some of her senses, but the charm spell hadn't been broken.

He then asked, "What about your situation? What changes have been brought about by the so-called ancient bloodline?"

Jiang Yuan said, "You want to take my advice? I'm not like her, I've lost my brain."

"Because it never existed in the first place?"

"?"

The two stared at each other for a long time before Jiang Yuan finally said, "Actually, it's just because higher bloodlines are immune to lower influences, those negative states are eliminated, and those who try to possess or otherwise have bodies are not qualified to touch my bloodline and will be strongly rejected. It's not that her personality has changed like this."

Lu Xingzhou understood; it was different from Dugu Qingli's demonic transformation. When Xuan Nu tried to possess someone, Jiang Yuan had no choice but to activate her noble beggar bloodline. This incompatible possession would be strongly rejected by the noble beggar bloodline, and subsequent mind control techniques that affected the battle would also be ineffective against the noble beggar bloodline.

It grants immunity to negative effects, but doesn't affect temperament or thinking. If there's any impact, it's that one might be more composed in battle?
"Then why did you look so murderous just now? Wasn't it because of your bloodline?"

"That's because the Xuan Nu's intention to possess my body angered me! Noble bloodlines cannot be violated! Of course, my bloodline does indeed have a stronger killing intent, after all, I am an ancient race that came out of slaughter."

The ancient beings who came to the human world to beg for food felt that others were the ones begging... The young lady from Beijing and Shanghai felt possessed by a female beggar and experienced a strong sense of offense?

Lu Xingzhou stroked his chin: "So why don't you reawaken your noble beggar bloodline now? I think you're about to tear your clothes off."

"Who's a beggar!" Jiang Yuan roared.

Is that the point? Lu Xingzhou was both amused and exasperated: "I'm telling you, if you don't suppress it, something bad will happen. Don't you feel your face getting hotter and hotter? To me, it looks like you have a fever."

Jiang Yuan was almost in tears: "I can't continuously awaken my bloodline, or my qi and blood will become disordered and I will go into qi deviation."

Lu Xingzhou thought this kid was just there to make a joke, so he reached out to take her pulse.

Jiang Yuan bit her lower lip, breathing slightly heavily, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "No, don't come any closer..."

Dugu Qingli drew her ice sword: "Do you want to look at your expression and the way you're getting close to men, and listen to what you're saying?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't hear what she was saying anymore. The man's hand was on her pulse, and even this slight contact amplified her desire, almost negating the effects of the pills Lu Xingzhou had given her.

Contact between yin and yang is like a nuclear bomb that triggers seduction techniques, even more serious than watching erotic films.

It was as if something had exploded in her mind, and she knew nothing else but that she wanted it very much. So she hugged Lu Xingzhou again and pouted for a kiss.

"Smack!" His lips landed on an ice sword.

Dugu Qingli: "How long are you going to keep taking my pulse?"

“…Her condition can’t be resolved with medicine; her mind is somewhat disordered.” Lu Xingzhou was also at a loss: “She needs a soul-stabilizing drug, but I didn’t bring any. Help me control her, and I’ll refine a pill on the spot.”

Dugu Qingli: "How long do you think you're going to keep refining pills on site? I think you're doing this on purpose. Do you want me to tell you to kiss her?"

Lu Xingzhou: "...I didn't mean that."

Yuan Muyu, who was outside, finally couldn't bear it any longer and appeared in the house with a "whoosh".

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

No, where did this fish come from?

Yuan Muyu, expressionless, wheeled himself to the place where they had just fought, and came out carrying Xuan Nu's aged corpse: "There must be the relevant antidote in her ring."

Ji Wenchuan followed behind with his hands clasped in his sleeves.

Your so-called "let Xingzhou handle it first, and only step in if he can't handle it" means you're referring to when you can't handle the relationship between a man and a woman?
(End of this chapter)