30: Chapter 30 Twisting

["Ah~!"]

[As if only just realizing there was someone else in the cave dwelling, you gasped, shyly minced over to the bed, and flusteredly draped a white robe over yourself.]

[Seeing him still staring blankly at you in a daze, the corners of your lips curled upward, though your tone carried a hint of panic.]

["S-Senior Brother... what are you looking at~"]

[Only then did Feng Yuan regain his senses. Seeing your pretty face flushed red, yet with your brows lowered and head bowed, he only gave a quiet reminder, maintaining his composure completely.]

[That well-behaved appearance—feigning composure while unable to hide your bashfulness—caused his long-dormant Sword Heart to throb violently a few times.]

[Feng Yuan didn't know what this feeling was, but at this moment, he felt that Sword Intent didn't seem to be the most important thing anymore.]

["Junior Sister, why didn't you use a Cleansing Art?"]

[The moment the words left his mouth, Feng Yuan regretted it. He felt he shouldn't have said such a thing at a time like this, but he didn't know how to break the awkward silence.]

[Hearing this, the blush on your pretty face quickly spread to the tips of your ears.]

[Then, as if making up your mind, you looked up directly at the young man, puffed out your cheeks, and whispered:]

["Senior Brother... I... I don't know how to yet."]

[This cute and charming look stunned Feng Yuan again for a moment. He subtly rubbed his fingertips together, barely suppressing the urge to step forward and pinch your cheek.]

["Ahem!"]

[After a long moment, he coughed softly to quell the lingering romantic thoughts in his heart. Sensing that continuing like this was improper, he shifted the topic back to his original purpose.]

["Junior Sister, could you allow me to observe your Sword Intent?"]

["Sure~"]

[You secretly rolled your eyes, but a pure and flawless smile bloomed on your face.]

[So you love looking at Sword Intent that much, huh? Just watch how I break your Sword Heart today!]

[Upon agreeing, a sharp aura surged up around you. Feng Yuan's eyes lit up at the sight, but in the next instant, a crimson flush rapidly spread up from his neck, dyeing his handsome face completely red in the blink of an eye.]

["Riiip~"]

[The powerful Sword Intent that suddenly erupted had shredded the mortal clothes you meticulously chose into fine pieces.]

[Before you, frozen in shock, could cry out, a voice echoed in the cave dwelling: "Junior Sister, I'll visit again next time!" Following that, a figure bolted out, leaving only a cloud of floating debris slowly falling to the ground.]

["Tee-hee~"]

[Watching that flustered, retreating figure, the shyness on your face vanished without a trace, replaced entirely by eyes filled with teasing and confidence.]

[Little Feng Yuan, wrapped around my finger!]

[The next day, you were awakened by an earth-shattering Sword Intent outside your cave dwelling.]

["Well, look at you, thick-eyebrowed, big-eyed Feng Yuan! I never expected you to be such a despicable, shameless pervert!"]

[Completely baffled, you stepped outside just in time to hear Ling Shuanghua's furious scolding.]

[Looking closely, you saw Feng Yuan in tattered clothes, frantically dodging a sky full of sword glints in a miserable plight.]

[Damn! He's your good bro, you can't let him get chopped to pieces.]

["Senior Sister, what are you doing?"]

[You hurried forward to mediate, but didn't dare step into the battlefield.]

[Ling Shuanghua was a powerhouse at the late Foundation Establishment stage; she wasn't someone you could mess with right now.]

["Junior Sister, don't be afraid! Senior Sister will get justice for you!"]

[Seeing you come out, Ling Shuanghua struck a righteous pose, her sword strokes speeding up even further.]

[Feng Yuan, on the other hand, didn't utter a word. His silent, brooding demeanor made it look as if he wouldn't explain even if he were beaten to death.]

[Finally, after a period of chaotic pandemonium, you figured out the whole story.]

[Yesterday at the Sermon Square, the aggrieved look on your face when you left was overinterpreted by a few self-appointed flower-protecting guardians.]

[Feng Yuan somehow became a pervert who coerced his little junior sister into submission. When this reached Ling Shuanghua's ears, the two happened to bump into each other right outside your cave dwelling.]

[One was a silent blockhead, and the other had an explosive temper, which led to the scene from earlier...]

[Once you explained everything clearly, Ling Shuanghua stood there awkwardly. Meeting your resentful gaze, she couldn't take the pressure anymore and slunk off in embarrassment.]

["Senior Brother, come inside quickly. I'll help treat your wounds."]

[Feng Yuan opened his mouth to speak, but you dragged him into the cave dwelling again without giving him a chance.]

[He had originally come to apologize for his rudeness yesterday, but before he could speak, you had already deftly stripped off his shirt.]

[The faint, sweet fragrance of a young girl hovered around his nose, and that flawless, breathtaking face slowly enlarged before his eyes, close enough to see the gentle flutter of her eyelashes.]

[Feng Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he silently shut his mouth. He admitted to himself that he couldn't bear to refuse.]

["Senior Brother... I'm sorry!"]

[You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, presenting your alluring figure completely before him.]

[Images of yesterday's dazzling expanse of fair skin uncontrollably popped back into Feng Yuan's mind, but his powerful willpower as a sword cultivator allowed him to briefly break free from the temptation, and he asked in a muffled voice:]

["Sorry for what?"]

["It's because of me that Senior Brother suffered this disaster out of nowhere, sob sob sob~"]

[As you spoke, the rims of your eyes rapidly turned red. Unable to control your emotions any longer, you threw yourself into his embrace.]

[He sat stiffly on the stone bench, at a complete loss as to how to handle the situation.]

[In his more than ten years of cultivation, no one had ever taught him a lesson like this.]

[Traces of pink mist began to slowly waft out from his chest.]

[Hehehe~]

[You chuckled inwardly. So much for the prodigy of the Ruthless Dao!]

["Senior Brother, what do you think of me?"]

[Your red lips pressed close to his ear as you finally showed your true intention.]

["Very... very beautiful..."]

[Feng Yuan searched through his limited vocabulary and ultimately squeezed out just two words.]

["Giggle~"]

[You let out a soft laugh, knowing that going too far was as bad as falling short, and slowly stood up.]

["Senior Brother~ I'm about to begin my cultivation. Aren't you leaving yet?"]

[Looking at his dazed eyes, you blinked, seemingly full of curiosity.]

[As for refining him, you couldn't bring yourself to seek out multiple targets in a single simulation.]

[The simulation with Su Yu was forced by circumstances, while Lin Bufan was a potential stock with enough promise. As for Feng Yuan before you...]

[He was just a tool.]

[Feng Yuan looked at you with a bewildered expression, hesitating several times to speak.]

[He didn't understand how this junior sister could seem like a completely different person in the blink of an eye.]

["Senior Brother?"]

[Watching the pink mist gradually intensify, a curve slowly formed on the corner of your lips.]

["You..."]

[Feng Yuan felt as if something was lodged in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.]

[Having never experienced such a thing before, he didn't know how to speak, leaving his breath stuck mid-chest.]

["Senior Brother, come find me again in a few days to observe my Sword Intent!"]

[A moment later, seeing his emotional fluctuations gradually subside, you waved your hand listlessly, turned around, and walked back into the cave dwelling without looking back.]

[Feng Yuan stood up blankly and walked out of the cave dwelling in a daze.]

[He had a strange feeling, but he couldn't quite articulate what it meant...]

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