2: Chapter 2 Xu Yuehuan Out of Control

Baili Yunche suddenly felt a wave of fragrance assail his nose, and the next moment, his wrist was already gripped by a cold, smooth jade hand.

Baili Yunche looked up in great shock, meeting Xu Yuehuan's dazed and scorching gaze directly.

The two were extremely close, and he could even smell the faint, delicate fragrance of a virgin emanating from her body.

Like a cold plum blossom in the snow, it was both aloof and alluring.

"F—Fairy? What are you…" Baili Yunche stuttered.

Xu Yuehuan did not answer, only grabbing him tightly and scanning his face with her gaze.

The youth had sword-like brows and starry eyes; though his attire was crude, his features were quite handsome, especially those eyes, clear and bright, currently filled with astonishment and unease.

"You're getting a bargain…"

She murmured softly, not knowing who she was saying it to.

The next moment, the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer erupted.

Baili Yunche had no power to resist; she grabbed him and dragged him toward the small room beside the Waste Pill Room.

"Fairy! Fairy, please respect yourself! This Disciple is a decent person!"

Baili Yunche panicked, vaguely guessing what was about to happen.

Having read so many novels in his past life, this kind of plot was simply cliché to the extreme!

Yet when it truly happened to him, only panic and helplessness remained.

Because he knew this was definitely not a good thing; the probability of being silenced afterwards was as high as ninety-nine percent!

Xu Yuehuan could not hear any words at this moment.

The toxicity of the hehuan powder had already eroded her consciousness, leaving only the most primitive instincts in her eyes.

She kicked open the wooden door with one kick.

"Bang!"

Then, with a backhand wave, the door closed with a "thud," and a faint layer of spiritual barrier instantly enveloped the room, isolating the inside from the outside.

Baili Yunche was ruthlessly thrown onto the bed.

He wanted to say something more, but Xu Yuehuan had already pounced forward, pinning him down tightly.

"Rip—"

The crisp sound of fabric tearing rang out.

It wasn't Baili Yunche's utility garments, but Xu Yuehuan herself who tore open her own lapels!

The purple immortal-flowing skirt scattered like withered petals, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and an even more alluring scenery.

Baili Yunche's brain went "boom," and the blood throughout his body seemed to rush toward a certain place.

In his past and present lives, when had he ever seen such a scene?

He was still just a novice!

"Fairy! Calm down! Please calm down!"

He sensibly did not turn his face away, pressing directly against the two scorching mounds of snow-white, and said with a dry voice, "This Disciple has a qingxin pill, which might be able to alleviate…"

"It's useless…" Xu Yuehuan panted, her scalding body pressing close, "The hehuan poison… has already invaded my heart meridians… if the poison isn't dispelled soon… I will die!"

Her rationality was rapidly fading, and the last trace of clarity in her eyes was also submerged by lust.

Baili Yunche opened his eyes and met a pair of completely dazed eyes.

At this moment, where was there any trace of the Saintess's ice-pure and jade-clean demeanor?

Her face flushed like peach blossoms, her eyes contained spring water, her red lips parted slightly, and her breath was like orchids.

That exquisite and curvy delicate body pressed closely against him, every inch of her skin emitting astonishing heat.

"Give it to me… I beg you…" She murmured, pleadingly untying Baili Yunche's clothing sash.

Countless thoughts flashed through Baili Yunche's mind.

Refuse?

Push her away?

Leaving aside that he couldn't push away someone at the Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer at all, even if he could push her away, should he just watch her die from the poison flare-up?

Then be investigated by the Sect for being connected to the Saintess's death?

A dead end.

Submit?

Have relations with the Saintess?

After she sobered up afterwards, would she slash him with a sword to protect her reputation?

Still a dead end.

Either way it's death…

"Forget it, death is death!"

Baili Yunche suddenly relaxed and smiled bitterly, "Anyway, I'm just a waste Spiritual Root Utility Disciple, destined to amount to nothing in this life. If I can save the Fairy's life, my death will have some value."

He no longer resisted, letting those slender jade hands untie his clothes.

The moment their skin touched, the two trembled simultaneously.

It was Baili Yunche's first time being so intimate with a woman, and that smooth, warm, and soft touch made his mind go completely blank with a roar.

As for the purple-clothed maiden, it was as if she had found the antidote, instinctively pressing close to him to draw the coolness from his body.

"Mn mn… ying ying…"

She let out a satisfied soft moan, completely giving up her rational struggle.

The gauze curtains fell, covering the spring scenery of the room.

He rolled over, taking the initiative and pinning the woman beneath him.

Xu Yuehuan let out a light gasp, a trace of clarity flashing in her eyes, seeming surprised at the audacity of this Utility Disciple.

But soon, an even more surging tide of lust submerged her; she reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, actively meeting him halfway.

...

Inside the crude inner chamber of the Waste Pill Room, the lighting was dim and the air was sultry.

Not knowing how long had passed, the two figures in the room remained endlessly entwined, showing no intention of stopping whatsoever.

The creaking of the wooden bed and suppressed pants intertwined into an ambiguous movement.

The figures of Baili Yunche and Xu Yuehuan intertwined under the dim yellow light, sweat sliding along the texture of their skin and dripping onto the rough bedsheets.

And all of this was taken in by a pair of intensely interested eyes.

Creak—

The wooden door was gently pushed open a crack, and a cyan graceful figure silently flashed into the room.

The newcomer wore an immortal-flowing cyan skirt, with a slender figure, a face like peach blossoms, and a cinnabar mole between her brows that added a touch of allure.

Her powdery face carried a hint of makeup, and her temperament was otherworldly; she was none other than Liu Ruyan, the other Saintess who was paired with Xu Yuehuan as the "Xuanyang Twins".

She stood in the shadows, watching the two fiercely entwined figures on the bed, the corners of her lips curling into a triumphant smile.

"Giggle giggle!"

A light laugh suddenly resounded in the quiet room, crisp as silver bells.

Baili Yunche's entire body stiffened, and he abruptly turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

Xu Yuehuan also woke up instantly, her dazed eyes recovering a trace of clarity. After seeing the newcomer's face clearly, monstrous fury erupted in her eyes.

"Liu! Ru! Yan!"

Xu Yuehuan gritted her teeth, uttering word by word, her hatred almost turning into substance.

However, at this moment she was at the Peak of lust, her spiritual power was chaotic within her body, her limbs were sore and weak, and she couldn't even manage to get up, having to watch helplessly as Liu Ruyan walked closer step by step.

"I really didn't expect this…"

Liu Ruyan walked to the front of the bed, carefully sizing up the disheveled appearance of the two, her eyes flashing with excited light.

"The Inner Sect's renowned 'Cold Moon Fairy' Xu Yuehuan, usually ice-pure and jade-clean, disdaining all suitors, unexpectedly has such a passionate and unrestrained side behind the scenes."

She deliberately drew out the end of her sentence, the mockery in her tone undisguised.

"If the Sect's Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers who worship you as a goddess were to see this scene, I wonder what they would think?"

Liu Ruyan covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, her gaze sweeping across Xu Yuehuan's flushed cheeks, messy dark hair, and exposed fragrant shoulders.

"Oh, that's right, that Senior Brother Li in the Inner Sect who has always pursued you swore not to marry anyone but you. What would he think if he saw you looking like this right now?"

"You shameless wretch!"

Xu Yuehuan was filled with both shame and anger, wanting to circulate her spiritual power, but it triggered a backlash from the hehuan powder toxicity within her body, and she let out a muffled grunt as her body's strength leaked away by a few more fractions.

Seeing this, Liu Ruyan's smile grew even wider: "Don't be in such a hurry to get angry, my good sister. Such a wonderful moment, if it isn't recorded, wouldn't that be a terrible waste?"

As she spoke, she took out a transparent bead the size of a fist from the Storage Pouch at her waist.

Silver light flowed inside the bead, and its surface was carved with dense runes. This was precisely the "image-recording bead" commonly used in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, capable of recording images and sounds.

"You!" Xu Yuehuan's pupils shrank sharply.

Liu Ruyan, however, had already pinched a spell formula, injecting spiritual power into the image-recording bead.

A faint white light surged on the surface of the bead, and a beam of light projected out, completely enveloping the scene on the bed.

"Hehe, after you two finish, I'll make a copy of this image-recording bead and give it to you as a souvenir of your first time making passionate love, how about that?"

Liu Ruyan smiled with innocent radiance, but her eyes were filled with malice, "Surely you will cherish this gift very much, right?"

Baili Yunche felt a chill in his heart.

Although he was only a Utility Disciple, he also knew the efficacy of the image-recording bead.

Once this image spread out, Xu Yuehuan's reputation would be completely ruined, and she would have no place left to stand in the Xuanyang Sect.

And as for himself, the "perpetrator," he would undoubtedly die without a doubt.

He wanted to stop it, but his body was tightly entwined by Xu Yuehuan, coupled with Liu Ruyan's Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer coercion faintly shrouding the entire room, making him unable to move.

Xu Yuehuan's eyes were bloodred, staring fiercely at Liu Ruyan.

She wished she could immediately smash this chief culprit into ten thousand pieces, but the surging lust and chaotic spiritual power within her made her whole body limp and powerless, forcing her to just let Liu Ruyan record her most humiliating appearance.