47: Chapter 47 Liu Ruyan Taking a Shortcut

"I can tell that you are very nervous."

Liu Ruyan turned around, her eyes lifting as the corners of her mouth curled into an ambiguous arc.

Baili Yunche felt his scalp go numb for a moment.

He forced himself to remain calm, straightened his back, and tried his best to make his voice sound steady:

"Your Highness Saintess, I wonder why you brought me here? Could it be to take revenge on me?"

"In your eyes, am I such a petty person?"

Liu Ruyan chuckled softly, moving her lotus steps lightly with a swaying posture as she walked toward him.

That wave of fragrant wind grew closer and closer, leaving Baili Yunche feeling somewhat dazed.

Her pace was very slow, and every step felt as if it were treading on his heartbeat.

"I wouldn't dare." Baili Yunche lowered his head, avoiding that pair of eyes that seemed capable of seeing through human hearts.

"Hehehe—"

Liu Ruyan let out a string of silver-bell-like chuckles, her laughter so seductive it chilled to the bone, "You are truly so interesting."

Baili Yunche took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for helping me out of that predicament."

"A trivial matter."

Liu Ruyan waved her hand dismissively, sat down on the chair opposite him, and casually poured a cup of spiritual tea.

As the tea was poured into the cup, a faint cyan spiritual light flickered, and the fragrance of the tea permeated the air.

She picked up the tea cup, took a sip, raised her eyes to look at him, and said, "However, I didn't expect that three months have passed, and your strength has actually broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage. It truly surprises me."

She put down the tea cup, her gaze slowly sweeping over Baili Yunche, and her eyes turned meaningful, "As expected of the legendary Pure Yang Holy Body."

Baili Yunche gave a bitter smile and sighed inwardly.

As expected, he couldn't keep it hidden.

Back during those three days and three nights in the back mountain of the Waste Pill Room, he and Liu Ruyan had experienced deep intimacy together.

The matter of him possessing the Pure Yang Holy Body simply could not be hidden from her, the person directly involved.

"It seems you already know everything." Baili Yunche candidly admitted.

Liu Ruyan nodded, a trace of reminiscence flashing in her eyes: "After experiencing that matter back then, I went to the Scripture Pavilion to consult a vast number of ancient texts, which finally confirmed my inner suspicions."

Baili Yunche fell silent for a moment, raised his head to look straight into her eyes, and said with a sincere tone: "Please keep this a secret for me, Your Highness Saintess."

The Pure Yang Sword Immortal had once warned him that when his cultivation was too low, he must never expose the existence of the Pure Yang Holy Body.

Otherwise, if targeted by those old monsters, he would very likely be captured to serve as a Cauldron, drained day and night.

By that time, there wouldn't even be a place to cry!

Liu Ruyan chuckled softly, stood up, and walked over to him.

"Naturally, this Saintess is not someone with a loose tongue."

She stopped in front of him, leaned over slightly, her seductive eyes right up close, and her voice carried cunningness:

"However, if I keep this secret for you, what benefits can I myself obtain?"

That voice was extremely seductive, the tail end of her speech slightly elevated, carrying a certain implication.

Baili Yunche's heart stirred.

He looked at her face so close at hand, observing the ambiguous expression in her eyes, and thought rapidly in his mind.

After a moment, his eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth curved into a faint smile: "Your Highness Saintess brought me into your boudoir, surely you must have ulterior motives, right?"

Liu Ruyan was slightly startled, a trace of imperceptible panic flashing through her eyes.

This brat... could he have seen through her plans?

She indeed had other intentions.

The reason she brought Baili Yunche to her boudoir was precisely to completely capture him and make him her man.

Uttering those harsh words back at the back mountain of the Waste Pill Room was merely to give Xu Yuehuan a misconception.

She had no interest in Baili Yunche at all.

But in reality...

Baili Yunche had awakened the Pure Yang Holy Body and would definitely become a Nascent Soul Cultivator in the future.

Such potential was entirely worthy of her as a Saintess; being with him was not a loss at all, but rather marrying up.

What was even more important...

Ever since that time, she had tasted the sweetness of getting something for nothing.

The path of immortality was long, and every step required hardships unimaginable to ordinary people.

But if there was a man with a Pure Yang Holy Body by her side...

With shortcuts available to take, who would honestly cultivate properly?

As long as she tightly tethered Baili Yunche in her hands, her cultivation in the future would advance by leaps and bounds, leaving that bitch Xu Yuehuan far behind.

By then, the title of the number one Saintess of the Sect would completely belong to her, Liu Ruyan.

While she was calculating in her heart, suddenly—

A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her waist.

Liu Ruyan's body stiffened.

Baili Yunche had stood up at some unknown moment and pulled her directly into his embrace.

His actions were neat and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, as if he had long seen through her thoughts.

"Your Highness Saintess—"

He lowered his head, his lips nearly pressing against her earlobe, his voice deep and carrying a hint of a wicked smile: "I suppose the only way I can satisfy you is in this aspect."

Liu Ruyan's face instantly flushed red.

She could feel those powerful arms tightly clasping her waist, and the warm body temperature transmitting through her clothing.

She wanted to say something and opened her mouth, only to find her throat dry, unable to utter a single word.

Feeling that the soft body in his arms did not resist, Baili Yunche secretly rejoiced.

This woman had indeed tasted the sweetness of Dual Cultivation and wanted to take things a step further with him!

His boldness grew increasingly daring.

One hand slowly moved up from her waist, roaming inch by inch along the curve of her spine.

That rough, large hand crossed through the thin clothing, tracing scorching paths across her back.

Liu Ruyan's breathing began to grow hurried.

She could clearly feel the astonishing tactile sensation brought by that hand roaming over her body.

Every single touch caused her body to involuntarily tremble slightly.

Her complexion began to flush, spreading from her cheeks all the way to the roots of her ears, and down to her slender neck.

Her heartbeat abruptly accelerated, thumping heavily against her chest cavity as if it wanted to leap right out.

She wanted to push him away.

Her hand raised up, but it rested limply on his shoulder without an ounce of strength.

Baili Yunche's hand slid from her back to her waist, and then slid from her waist to...

"Mm—"

Liu Ruyan seemed to lose all her strength, collapsing limply into Baili Yunche's embrace all at once.

Her face was buried against his chest, where she could hear his equally hurried heartbeat and feel the rise and fall of his chest.

Baili Yunche scooped her up in her arms. Supporting her waist with one hand, his other hand caressed her cheek, lifting it up slightly.

Their gazes met in midair.

Her eyes were hazy and watery, as though covered by a layer of mist.

Her lips parted slightly, her breathing was rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

Baili Yunche lowered his head and kissed her.

The instant their lips touched, Liu Ruyan's body trembled slightly, and she immediately closed her eyes.

Her lips were very soft, carrying a faint sweetness like the morning dew on flower petals. Baili Yunche gently sucked on them, probing his tongue inward to entangle with her tongue.

Liu Ruyan responded clumsily, her arms involuntarily wrapping around his neck.

Baili Yunche strode toward the bed.

"Rip—"

The sound of tearing clothing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

The purple leather top was torn open, exposing the snow-white skin underneath. That skin was as delicate as porcelain, glowing with a soft luster under the candlelight.

"Rip—"

Another sound rang out.

A slit was torn open in the high-slit long dress, exposing her slender legs completely to the air, and those black stockings were simply peerless!

Baili Yunche buried his head in front of her chest.

"Mm..."

Liu Ruyan let out a soft moan, her fingers plunging into his hair and gripping tightly.

The bed began to sway, creaking and groaning.

The bed curtains fell down, obscuring the springtime scenery within.

...

"Eh? Three months no see, how did this thing of yours grow a size larger?"

Liu Ruyan's voice carried a hint of surprise and curiosity, along with a trace of indescribable shyness.

"You felt it very carefully, didn't you." Baili Yunche chuckled softly, "Don't be too nervous, let me loosen you up."

"Bastard—"

Liu Ruyan's voice carried a hint of mock anger, but even more so an unspeakable softness.

"I'm going to reward you well." Baili Yunche's voice was deep and overbearing, "This time I'm going to keep you from getting out of bed for three days."

"Go easier..."

Liu Ruyan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzzing, carrying a hint of a plea for mercy.

"Baili Yunche, where did you learn this posture from? Why does it feel so strange?"

"Just do whatever I tell you to, why are there so many words!"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"You—Mm mm mm"

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Ruyan's mouth was blocked by something, rendering her unable to speak.