The fairy always tries to corrupt my Dao heart.

Chapter 17 Is she really that warm?

Luoxia Sect, Ziyan Peak.

Following Shen Qingyu up the steps, Li Qing'an didn't see a single disciple of the Luoxia Sect. However, thanks to his master's reminder, he learned that a powerful expert at the tenth realm of Dao Integration was hidden here.

Therefore, Huang Yunzhao concealed all her aura within Li Qing'an's sword heart.

She is currently just a Yin spirit. Although she is not afraid of a Saint in the Dao Integration Realm, it would be a different story if that Saint also possessed a Celestial Artifact.

“Since you disappeared, Yinyin hasn’t been to Luoxia City.”

Shen Qingyu hopped around with her hands behind her back: "Yinyin may seem aloof and unapproachable, but she's actually very warm-hearted; she just doesn't know how to express her emotions..."

Li Qing'an let these words go in one ear and out the other.

Anyway, I'm just doing my job according to the contract, as for what Su Lingyin really thinks of me...

That's her business.

However, when responding, Li Qingan did not show any perfunctory attitude, but listened attentively to her logical analysis.

"Do you have someone you like?" Li Qingan asked abruptly.

"No."

"So you know so much about this?"

"This is called 'the one involved is confused, while the bystander sees clearly'!"

Li Qingan smiled and said, "You call this strategist not going to the battlefield."

Shen Qingyu tilted her head and looked at him: "Fellow villager, are you underestimating me?"

"I just feel that adding a third person to a relationship changes the nature of things," Li Qingan said seriously. "What if Lingyin thinks you're in the way?"

"Tch~" Shen Qingyu snorted: "Yinyin and I are on good terms. Besides, I'm just teaching you. I'm not interested in a Daoist partner!"
This is called "a wise person doesn't fall in love!"

As she spoke, she took out a piece of pastry from her storage ring and ate it with relish.

After finishing a piece, he continued, "If we become husband and wife, my things won't just belong to me alone anymore. That would be such a loss!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingan tentatively asked, "Are there any Heavenly Dao contracts in this world that allow a divorce to result in the loss of half of the other party's cultivation?"

The world is so big, and he hasn't seen much of it, so he's really curious right now.

Shen Qingyu gave Li Qingan a strange look: "How could you even think of something like that? How could such a ridiculous thing exist?"

Li Qingan smiled and said, "Didn't we have that case of a courtesan making a false accusation in Luoxia City before? I think there must be a master behind it. Maybe there really will be such an oddball in the future."

"That's a despicable woman!" Shen Qingyu spat. "She's a prostitute who tries to maintain a virtuous image, utterly shameless, with no professional ethics whatsoever. She deserves her current fate!"

“This kind of woman is like another kind of prostitute,” Shen Qingyu continued. “She says it’s okay to show it to other people, but when she meets someone she likes, she keeps saying things like ‘You’re special,’ ‘So I can’t show it to you’…”

"Eek—what are you pretending for?"

At this moment, Shen Qingyu's words of contempt revealed a kind of 'boldness' that was contrary to her appearance.

Li Qingan quite liked this kind of outgoing and carefree girl, so he found it all very interesting.

"What's the point if you don't show it to the person you like?" Shen Qingyu casually tucked her half-down hair behind her ear: "Yinyin is like that. She has such a great figure, and she dresses very conservatively in public, but when she's alone with you in a private place..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she paused as she stepped onto the last stone step.

Li Qingan's attention followed her gaze.

He saw Su Lingyin standing in the courtyard of Chenxi, and his eyes lit up again.

Oh, it's white-haired and blue-eyed!

Su Lingyin seemed to stand outside the chaos, like the quietest corner when the first snow falls.

At this moment, she stood tall and straight like a bamboo stalk, or a plum blossom standing alone in the cold, without any delicate or fragile manner. Her plain-colored inner garment, though without any superfluous embellishments, was more beautiful than any colorful garment on her.

The morning light, like a ribbon, spilled across this corner of the open space, gilding everything with a warm, golden edge.

The morning breeze was slightly cool, but it couldn't drown out the sound of a slender figure gradually rising through the air.

Su Lingyin was practicing swordsmanship. Her plain white undergarment was gradually becoming slightly damp with sweat, clinging to her undulating curves.

The morning light outlined her silhouette in profile, from her full forehead to her delicate nose, and then to her pale lips, which were always tightly pursed but were now slightly parted due to her gentle breathing...

Her swordsmanship was not fierce, but it was full of tension.

The sword "Thousand Rivers Moon" seemed to come alive in her hands, like a flowing blue light. When she spun around, her waist was as slender as a willow, yet it contained amazing resilience and strength. Her white clothes fluttered, and in a fleeting glance, one could vaguely see the taut lines of her long, straight legs beneath her skirt.

The sword tip slanted upwards, the arm outstretched like a crane, the neck stretched into a graceful yet fragile arc. A glistening bead of sweat rolled down that arc from behind the ear, gliding across the shallow hollow of the collarbone, and suddenly disappeared deep into the fabric of the clothes. The chest rose and fell slightly with the breath, and the beautiful curves of the body were faintly visible beneath the thin fabric...

The natural vitality it exudes, a blend of coldness and heat, presents a beauty that is anything but vulgar, yet all the more captivating.

Shen Qingyu stared blankly, not attracted by her best friend, but filled with doubt.

No.

My dear sis, you asked me for Moonlight Ice Silk stockings, but you didn't wear them?

It's one thing to not be wearing any clothes, but why are you practicing swordsmanship here so early in the morning wearing only your undergarments?

Don't you miss Li Qing'an very much?
What are you doing?

To show off?
Shen Qingyu subconsciously looked at Li Qingan beside her, only to see that Li Qingan was staring intently at Su Lingyin, his eyes seemingly forgetting to blink.

Hmm...it seems to be useful.

Shen Qingyu swallowed back what she wanted to say.

Li Qing'an was indeed looking at Su Lingyin. It has to be said that this aloof and elegant saintess is indeed a first-class beauty.

Slender branches bear abundant fruit; large breasts and a pert bottom.

Although it was the first time they met after he lost consciousness, Li Qingan had to admit... he was aroused by her beauty.

However, at the same time, he also saw through Su Lingyin's 'malicious intentions'.

She appeared to be wielding a sword, but every move she made was aimed at the Star Pointing Sword Technique and Heavenly Gang Sword Steps that he had mastered!
While countering each move, she even devised countermeasures against different combinations of the Star Pointing Sword Technique and the Heavenly Gang Sword Steps.

'I will be defeated in fifty moves.'

The thought had barely crossed Li Qing'an's mind when Su Lingyin's sword, Qianjiangyue, flashed. She herself seemed to freeze in place, her clothes fluttering, but her wrist holding the sword remained as steady as a rock.

Before her breath had settled, only the soft, clear sound of her breathing filled the quiet courtyard.

Fifty moves.

It was pretty much as Li Qingan had predicted.

Li Qingan looked at Su Lingyin, and Su Lingyin also turned her gaze towards him at that moment.

Her deep blue eyes resembled the distant sky, and when she looked at people, they carried a sense of detachment and aloofness, reminding one of fresh snow under the moonlight—beautiful as it was, yet so cold that one dared not touch it.

But the moment she looked over, a gentle ripple appeared in her eyes.

Li Qingan looked at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and neck... Was it so damp?
This is exactly the opposite of her aloof temperament.

A smile gradually spread across his lips, but the next second, to his surprise, he felt a warm embrace.

It smells nice and is soft...

No, it's warm.

Is she so warm?

The thought had barely crossed Li Qing'an's mind when he heard Su Lingyin murmur softly, "I miss you so much..."

Her breathing became slightly rapid.

The next second—

Li Qing'an immediately felt a chill run from his spine straight up to the top of his head.

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(End of this chapter)