Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

The two walked side by side out of the heavy gates of the Demon Hunter Association.

The morning sun shone down without reservation, illuminating the steps in front of the door with a bright and warm glow.

Gu Xiaoyun walked half a step ahead, while Chen Xing followed half a step behind her, walking to her side.

The two maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too distant.

He walked down the steps in silence, about an arm's length away.

When she reached the middle of the steps, Gu Xiaoyun suddenly stopped without warning.

Chen Xing also stopped, turned his head to look at her, and looked at her with a question in his eyes.

Gu Xiaoyun did not turn around.

She stood with her back to Chen Xing on the lower step.

The morning light outlined her slender yet upright back, and the hem of her trench coat fluttered gently in the breeze.

Her shoulder line seemed to tense slightly, as if she was preparing something.

It's like making an important decision.

next second.

She suddenly turned around, took a small step back, and stepped onto a higher step.

As a result, she, who was already ten centimeters shorter than Chen Xing,

In an instant, he became half a head taller than Chen Xing.

She lowered her head slightly, her gaze looking down so that she could meet Chen Xing's eyes at eye level.

The morning light shone from behind her, casting a hazy golden edge around her silhouette.

It also touched her slightly flushed cheeks and her pale silver eyes that shimmered with a complex light.

Even the gently trembling long eyelashes were clearly illuminated, revealing every detail.

Chen Xing tilted his head slightly, looking at her so close to his face, but before he could ask anything—

A delicate, virginal fragrance unexpectedly wafted into his nostrils.

It smells wonderful, with a hint of morning coolness, yet it inexplicably makes one feel a slight itch in their heart.

Then, in Chen Xing's pupils, Gu Xiaoyun's stunningly beautiful face began to rapidly magnify.

Followed by.

He felt a soft, warm touch on his left cheek.

That softness carried the delicate and slightly cool feel unique to a young girl's lips.

A light imprint was left on the skin of his cheek.

It paused for less than a second.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at that moment.

Chen Xing could feel the soft contours of her lips and the breath she exhaled.

A faint, sweet scent brushed against my ear, and I could even feel her trembling slightly.

Her tightly closed eyelashes brushed against the skin on her forehead.

Then, that softness, like a startled butterfly, suddenly vanished.

Gu Xiaoyun bounced away more than twice as fast as when she was close!

She stood on a higher step.

Her entire body turned red, from her cheeks, ears, and neck all the way down to her collarbone.

Her usually clear and calm pale silver eyes were now wet.

Her eyes darted around nervously, as if covered by a layer of mist.

She didn't dare look at Chen Xing at all; her long eyelashes trembled wildly like the wings of a startled butterfly.

Because of her large backward movement, her beige trench coat, which was originally draped over her shoulders, was pulled back.

It slipped off my shoulder unexpectedly, sliding down the smooth fabric all the way to my elbow.

Thus, the light pink T-shirt, stretched taut, was exposed to Chen Xing's eyes without any concealment.

The soft fabric trembled with her body and breath.

It sways slightly, outlining an alluring curve.

"what!"

Gu Xiaoyun gasped softly, her face turning so red it was almost as if it were bleeding.

She frantically reached out to grab her slipped trench coat, trying to wrap herself up again.

His movements were as flustered as a child caught doing something wrong.

Chen Xing stood there, the warm, moist touch on his left cheek still seeming to linger clearly.

He looked at the person in front of him, who was so flustered that he was almost moving his hands and feet in unison, and whose face was flushed.

As Gu Xiaoyun's eyes darted away, an absurd thought slowly took shape in her mind—

Was I... forcibly kissed?

At the entrance of the Demon Hunter Association?

He didn't say those words aloud, but simply raised his right hand, using the pad of his thumb.

Extremely naturally, even subconsciously, he gently rubbed his left cheek, which she had just kissed.

This feels pretty good...

Gu Xiaoyun kept her head down, wrapped herself up tightly in her trench coat, only revealing a reddish top of her head and bright red ear tips.

Her voice was so soft it was barely audible, and it trembled slightly.

"This...this is a small thank you for...taking care of me. Don't overthink it."

After she finished speaking, a voice inside her screamed wildly:

What did I just do?! Why did I act so impulsively... especially on the steps?!

Why didn't you wait until he regained his footing?! Why didn't you wait until you calmed down?!

Oh no, oh no, oh no! He must think I'm a frivolous, crazy woman now!

She cleared her throat forcefully, trying to make her voice sound calm and normal.

However, because her cheeks were burning hot and her heart was pounding, the effect was minimal.

She lowered her head and frantically pulled her phone out of her trench coat pocket.

He almost dropped the screen, and his voice still trembled.

"Let's add each other on QQ. That way we can keep in touch next time we meet."

Chen Xing glanced at her, looking like an ostrich that wanted to bury its head in the ground.

A barely perceptible smile flickered in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but took out his phone, unlocked it, and opened the QR code.

The two became friends.

Gu Xiaoyun's profile picture is a fluffy, silver-white kitten.

She was squinting, lazily sprawled on the sun-drenched windowsill, looking languid and content.

Her nickname is very simple, consisting of only one character: 筱.

Gu Xiaoyun looked at Chen Xing's pure black outfit.

The portrait is devoid of any patterns, and the nickname is simply "Chen Xing".

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards, and he muttered to himself:

"It suits your temperament quite well."

It was cold and hard, like a black stone.

Chen Xing glanced at her but didn't reply.

Gu Xiaoyun put away her phone and took a deep breath.

As if she had finally mustered up her courage, she stepped down from the higher step and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Xing once again.

The morning light cast long shadows of the two people on the steps, almost completely overlapping.

She turned her head and looked at Chen Xing.

Her amber eyes were exceptionally clear and bright in the morning light, although her cheeks still bore a lingering blush.

But his eyes had regained some of their usual calmness and determination.

"See you next time,"

She looked into Chen Xing's eyes and said clearly, word by word, "Treat me to dinner."

Chen Xing nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

A bright smile bloomed on Gu Xiaoyun's face, though she was still pale.

But it instantly dispelled all her panic and shyness, transforming her back into the dashing and spirited martial arts genius from Jiangnan.

She smiled, said nothing more, turned around, strode down the steps, and walked towards the street.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and her chestnut hair fluttered gently in the morning breeze.

She waved to Chen Xing, who was still standing on the steps, her voice clear and crisp:

I'll be watching the freshman competition!

After speaking, without waiting for Chen Xing's reply, she turned around, her steps light and firm.

They quickly disappeared around the corner of the street in the early morning.

His back was straight and his steps were free and easy.

It was as if the girl who had just panicked, blushed, and was at a loss was just an illusion.

Chen Xing stood on the steps, looking in the direction she disappeared. After a few seconds, he slowly looked away.

He looked down at his phone screen.

The lazy, silver-white cat avatar remained silent for a moment before putting the phone into its pocket.

Until this point, Xiao Xiao, who had been holding it in until she was "injured," was in a state of "bottling up her feelings."

Finally, like a flood bursting its banks, it erupted completely in Chen Xing's mind, his voice crackling with excitement:

"Brother Xing!!! You were kissed!!! I saw it clearly! Absolutely!"

"She! Gu Xiaoyun! Kissed your cheek! Your left cheek!"

"A full 1.1 seconds! I timed it precisely! (°ロ°) !!!"

Chen Xing remained expressionless and continued walking forward, coldly replying in his mind:

"No. It was an accident. She lost her balance."

"Oh—it was an accident—the kind that happens by accident—like last time in the mission lobby."

"You 'accidentally' saw something similar about Qiu Wenwen—I get it, I get it~"

"We're all adults, accidents happen all the time~(◔‿◔)"