42: Chapter 42 Stealing a Kiss from My Senior Brother

Dappled light and shadows.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of dust settling.

That beam of sunlight seemed to have a consciousness of its own, lingering greedily on Su Ye's profile, gilding him with a golden velvet edge.

Ye Chuxia knelt there, like a stone statue that had lost its Soul.

Her gaze was like it had been glued down with superglue, fixed firmly on Su Ye's face.

If one didn't look closely, it would be impossible to notice.

In those almond eyes that were originally filled with fear, a monstrous wave called "astonishment" was currently surging.

"Good-looking..."

"Really good-looking..."

This was already the umpteenth time she had repeated this sentence in her heart.

From his brow bone to the bridge of his nose, and then to those slightly pursed thin lips.

Every line seemed to have been carved from the most perfect white jade by a celestial craftsman in the heavens.

There was not a single flaw.

There was not a bit of excess.

Looking from afar in the past, she only felt that this Senior Brother was sinister, terrifying, and exuded an aura of hostility that kept people at a distance.

Now, he was right before her eyes.

Having shed that disguise called "villain," he, sleeping quietly, was surprisingly as clean as a newborn baby.

Pure.

Harmless.

Even...

Exuding a heartbreaking sense of fragility.

"Is this... the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body?"

Ye Chuxia subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Her throat was a bit dry.

As if possessed, her body leaned slightly forward.

Closer.

Even closer.

That faint scent of dragon ambergris, mixed with the unique, crisp scent of a man, was like some kind of invisible aphrodisiac, drifting through her nasal cavity and into her lungs.

Making her brain feel a bit dizzy.

That feeling.

It was like being drunk on wine.

Or like strolling on the clouds of a spring day.

Her feet felt light and airy, unable to touch solid ground.

【Gods Eye View has been deactivated.】

In Su Ye's Sea of Consciousness, the cold System notification flashed by.

The feeling of omniscience and omnipotence, of overlooking everything, instantly vanished.

Replaced by pure physical senses.

Although his Divine Sense was suppressed by the Divine Concealment Turtle Breath Technique, he could still clearly perceive everything in the outside world.

For example.

The warm and rapid breath currently spraying onto the side of his face.

Carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl.

A bit like a freshly picked green apple.

Sweet and sour.

With a hint of naivety from not having experienced the world.

【What does this girl want to do?】

Su Ye found it somewhat amusing in his heart.

Wasn't she scared to death just a moment ago?

Why is she so bold now, with her face almost pressed up against his?

Could it be...

That she has been captivated by this Senior Brother's unrestrained charm?

Thinking of this, a faint sense of self-satisfaction couldn't help but rise in Su Ye's heart.

Even after becoming a vegetative state person.

Even after becoming a cripple recognized by the entire Sect.

This damn charm is still unstoppable.

Tsk.

What a sin.

Ye Chuxia did not know Su Ye's current psychological activities.

Her brain was currently just a mush.

Reason told her that she should stand up immediately, retreat three meters away, and guard respectfully.

But her body seemed to have a will of its own.

Not only did it not retreat.

Instead, like iron filings attracted to a magnet, it inched closer to Su Ye uncontrollably.

One inch.

Another inch.

The distance between the two shortened from the initial one foot to half a foot.

Then to three inches.

So close that Ye Chuxia could even count Su Ye's dense, long, and slender eyelashes.

"If he didn't do those bad things..."

"Senior Brother... is actually quite pitiful, right?"

In Ye Chuxia's heart, such a thought inexplicably popped up.

Once a favored child of heaven.

The most dazzling star of the Taichu Holy Land.

Now, he could only lie on this cold Cold Jade Bed, motionless, at the mercy of others.

And had to endure that inhuman pain.

Even the Junior Sister he trusted the most, Ji Wanshuang, had betrayed him and spoken ill of him.

And that Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan...

Although she seemed to treat him extremely well, one could even say she was meticulous.

But that kind of kindness...

Always made Ye Chuxia feel a chill down her spine.

That was not love.

That was a morbid possession.

A terrifying possessiveness that seemed to want to swallow Su Ye whole, not even leaving behind the bone residue.

"Senior Brother..."

"You must be very tired too, right?"

In Ye Chuxia's eyes, she didn't know when a touch of pity had been dyed into them.

That instinct originating from maternal nature overwhelmed fear at this moment.

She reached out her hand.

Her fingertips, gently, as if afraid to disturb a butterfly, landed on the side of Su Ye's face.

There.

A strand of black hair hung down disobediently, covering a small half of his profile.

"Don't block it..."

Ye Chuxia whispered softly.

She carefully pinched that strand of hair.

Her fingertips inevitably touched Su Ye's skin.

Cold.

Delicate.

Like a piece of fine silk.

The tactile sensation of that moment made Ye Chuxia's fingers tremble slightly.

A tingling electric current instantly spread through her whole body from her fingertips.

Her breathing stagnated.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She was clearly just helping him tidy his hair.

Why...

Why did she have this feeling of being a thief with a guilty conscience?

And why...

Was there this unspeakable, secret pleasure?

It was like a lowly Mortal, secretly touching a deity on the altar.

That sense of moral corruption from blaspheming a god not only did not make her retreat.

Instead...

It was like pouring a ladle of hot oil on dry firewood.

Making the flame in her heart called "desire" burn even more intensely.

She gently tucked that strand of hair behind Su Ye's ear.

The movement was unbelievably gentle.

Revealing Su Ye's perfect jawline, as well as his white-as-jade earlobe.

Under the sunlight.

That earlobe seemed to be glowing.

One could even see the tiny fuzz on it.

Cute.

Want to pinch it.

As soon as this thought popped up, it startled Ye Chuxia herself.

"Crazy..."

"I must be crazy..."

She warned herself frantically in her heart.

Ye Chuxia!

What are you thinking!

This is the Devil Head of Purple Bamboo Peak!

It is the ruthless Su Ye!

If he finds out you want to pinch his earlobe, or if that crazy woman Liu Ruyan finds out...

You wouldn't have enough lives to die one hundred times over!

Stop quickly!

Take your hand away!

However.

The louder the voice in her heart shouted, the more intense her body's resistance was.

That hand.

Not only did it not move away.

Instead, it followed behind his ear and slid to his cheek.

Her palm pressed against his skin.

Feeling that slightly cool temperature.

Ye Chuxia's gaze began to become somewhat hazy.

That fear.

That fear of life and death.

At this moment, it miraculously disappeared.

Replaced by.

An unprecedented greed.

"Just once..."

"I'll just touch it once..."

"Anyway... he won't know..."

"Anyway... there is no one else here..."

Ye Chuxia was finding excuses for herself in her heart.

Like a child stealing candy.

While being vigilant of the surroundings, she couldn't help but reach her hand towards the candy jar.

Her finger pads gently rubbed Su Ye's cheek.

From the cheekbone.

Sliding to the corner of his mouth.

Finally.

Stopping beside those two pale, thin lips.

Su Ye's lips were very thin.

The ancients said, those with thin lips are heartless.

But these lips, growing on his face, did not appear mean.

Instead, there was an aesthetic of abstinence.

Slightly pursed.

Carrying a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.

But precisely because of this indifference.

It made people want even more...

Wanting to break it.

Wanting to defile it.

Wanting...

To taste its flavor.

"Gulp."

In the silent hall.

A clear swallowing sound rang out.

Ye Chuxia suddenly snapped back to reality, startled by her own sound.

Her cheeks instantly burned up.

Turning red all the way to her ear roots.

"Shameless!"

"Ye Chuxia, you are simply shameless!"

She cursed herself fiercely in her heart.

He is already in this state.

You are actually still swooning over him?

Are you even human?

But...

Those lips.

Are really so tempting.

A hint of pale pink showing through the paleness.

Like a winter plum blooming in the first snow.

Making one unable to resist wanting to lean in, to warm it, to moisturize it.

"If..."

"What if it is to transfer Qi to Senior Brother?"

An absurd thought suddenly popped up from the depths of her mind.

Ye Chuxia's eyes lit up suddenly.

Like a drowning person grabbing a straw.

That's right!

Senior Brother's Meridians are broken, and his body is weak.

Although the Cold Jade Bed is sustaining his life.

But what if... what if it is to transfer some pure Wood-element Spiritual Qi to him to help nourish his body?

That wouldn't count as molestation, right?

That would count as...

That is treatment!

Right!

It is treatment!

I am saving someone!

I am doing this for Senior Brother's own good!

At this moment.

Ye Chuxia fully utilized the human talent for self-deception.

She found a high-sounding reason for herself.

A reason that would allow her to implement that bold idea in her heart with peace of mind.

"Senior Brother..."

"Your servant... your servant is doing this to save you..."

"Please, you must not blame me..."

Ye Chuxia whispered softly.

Her voice trembling violently.

As if speaking to Su Ye, but even more as if speaking to herself.

She took a deep breath.

Trying hard to calm her heart that was about to jump out of her chest.

Her hands supported her on Su Ye's sides.

Slowly.

Slowly lowering her body.

Shadows were cast.

Covering the sunlight on Su Ye's face.

The breaths of the two completely merged together at this moment.

That pleasant dragon ambergris scent became even richer.

Almost drowning Ye Chuxia entirely.

Her gaze was now completely focused on those lips within close reach.

Everything around seemed to have disappeared.

The world only had this one person before her.

This pair of lips.

Three inches.

Two inches.

One inch.

Closer.

Even closer.

She could even feel the faint airflow exhaled from Su Ye's nose tip, brushing against her cheek.

Itchy.

Tingling.

Ye Chuxia closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes were trembling incessantly, betraying her inner tension and panic.

"It is to save someone..."

"It is only to save someone..."

She recited this sentence silently in her heart.

Like a devout believer chanting scriptures.

Finally.

In this quiet afternoon in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

On that ten-thousand-year Cold Jade Bed symbolizing supreme power and coldness.

That little Utility Disciple as humble as dust.

That Demoness who would make the entire cultivation world tremble with fear in the future.

Made the boldest.

And craziest move of her life.

She lowered her head.

Pressing her own trembling, scorching lips.

Against Su Ye's cold, soft lips.

"Boom—"

The moment their lips touched.

Ye Chuxia felt as if a firework had exploded in her brain.

Colorful.

Splendid and dazzling.

All reason.

All restraint.

All fear.

At this moment, were all blown into powder.

Cold.

This was the first feeling.

Like touching the winter ice and snow.

But immediately after.

[part:gemini-3.0-flash]

It was soft.

Incredibly soft.

That sensation was ten thousand times more wonderful than she had imagined.

It was like tasting the most delicious jelly in the world.

Carrying a faint hint of sweetness.

Though she hadn't actually tasted anything.

But in Ye Chuxia's senses, it was sweet.

Sweet to the heart.

Sweet to the depths of the Soul.

She had originally only intended to touch him as lightly as a dragonfly skims the water.

But.

When she actually touched him.

That wonderful feeling made her somewhat unable to stop.

She forgot to pull away.

Forgot to breathe.

Even forgot who she was.

Merely instinctively.

Pressed against those two lips.

Gently.

With the utmost tenderness.

Rubbed against them for a moment.

Just this once.

Yet it was like opening Pandora's box.

A current of electricity she had never experienced before traveled from her lips, instantly spreading through her entire body.

Ye Chuxia's body gave a violent shudder.

Her legs went weak.

She almost collapsed directly onto Su Ye.

And at this moment.

Su Ye, who was currently in a "comatose" state, was also experiencing a storm of shock within his heart.

[Holy crap!]

[This girl...]

[She actually really kissed me?!]

Although he had a premonition.

Although he had been waiting to watch the show.

But when that warm, soft touch actually landed on his lips.

Su Ye was still stunned for a moment.

Audacious!

Simply too audacious!

This was a forced kiss!

He was being passive!

This was insubordination!

This was...

*Cough cough.*

It felt pretty good?

Although those two lips were a bit dry and even trembled slightly due to nervousness.

They were exceptionally soft.

Carrying the unique innocence and purity of a young girl.

Without any technique.

Only the most primitive throbbing.

Unlike Liu Ruyan's wildness, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

And unlike Jiang Nian's desperate and humble fawning.

This kiss.

Though it lasted only a brief moment.

It exuded a sense of cautious cherishing.

As if she were kissing a rare treasure.

[Is this the future Demoness's first kiss?]

[Tsk tsk tsk.]

[If those old fogies outside knew that the heinous Demoness in their eyes would actually steal a kiss from someone like a young girl in the first flush of love...]

[They'd probably stare until their eyes popped out, wouldn't they?]

Su Ye chuckled inwardly.

However.

As a "vegetative state person" with professional ethics.

He naturally wouldn't have any reaction.

He continued to lie there peacefully.

His breathing was steady.

His expression was calm.

As if everything that had just happened was merely a dream of Ye Chuxia's.

Time.

Seemed to stand still at this moment.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Finally.

That absurd reason—"Transferring Qi"—could no longer support Ye Chuxia as she continued to sink into it.

Because she wasn't Transferring Qi at all!

She had even forgotten to breathe!

"Ah!"

A short exclamation was forced back into her throat.

Ye Chuxia was like she'd been struck by lightning.

She suddenly sprang away.

The movement was so large that she even knocked over a Jade Pillow at the head of the bed.

*Clatter clatter—*

The Jade Pillow rolled to the floor, making a dull thud.

In this silent hall.

It was as piercing as a thunderclap.

"What am I doing..."

"Heavens... what am I doing..."

Ye Chuxia slumped to the floor.

Her hands tightly covered her mouth.

Her eyes were wide and round.

Her face was full of terror and disbelief.

That originally pale little face.

Was now as red as a cooked shrimp.

So red it almost looked like it would drip blood.

That burning temperature.

Burned through her palms and straight into her heart.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.

*Thump! Thump! Thump!*

So fast it felt like it would burst.

Every heartbeat reminded her of what she had just done.

That was...

That was a desecration!

That was a crime!

That was...

That was her first kiss!

Ye Chuxia felt like she was about to faint.

Shame.

Panic.

And a hint of... an indescribable sweetness hidden in the deepest depths.

These complex emotions intertwined.

Causing her brain to completely short-circuit.

"It's over, it's over..."

"It's really over this time..."

"If Eldest Senior Brother wakes up..."

"If I accidentally left a mark..."

"If Second Senior Sister finds out..."

Countless terrifying thoughts surged in like a tide.

Ye Chuxia didn't dare look at Su Ye again.

As if that handsome face had turned into some kind of monstrous beast.

"Run..."

"Run fast..."

This was her only thought at the moment.

Escape from here!

Escape from this place filled with ambiguity and sin!

Escape from...

This man who had made her lose her composure!

Ye Chuxia used both hands and feet to scramble up from the floor.

Because she was too flustered.

Her knee slammed hard against the solid floor tiles.

Sharp pain shot through her.

But she seemed to have no sensation of it.

She didn't even dare to take a look.

"I'm sorry..."

"Eldest Senior Brother, I'm sorry..."

"This servant deserves to die... I really deserve to die..."

She muttered incoherently in a low voice.

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

Carrying a heavy sob.

Then.

She turned around.

Lifted up her somewhat oversized Utility Disciple uniform.

Like a startled rabbit.

She stumbled and rushed out of the hall.

*Bang!*

The hall doors were pushed open heavily.

And then, due to inertia, they automatically bounced back.

Making a soft "creak" sound.

Bringing a slight breeze.

It stirred the gauze curtains in the hall.

And also stirred that lock of hair on Su Ye's forehead.

The sunlight was still bright.

Dust still danced in the air.

Only.

That small figure who had been kneeling by the bed was gone.

Leaving only in the air.

That which had not yet dissipated.

The faint fragrance of a young girl.

And.

At the corner of a certain "vegetative state person's" mouth, an imperceptible, faint curve.

The wind whistled.

On the back mountain of Purple Bamboo Peak, a petite figure like a startled deer darted through the dense bamboo forest.

Bamboo leaves were swept up by the strong wind she brought, dancing all over the sky.

Ye Chuxia didn't even dare to look back.

As if some prehistoric beast was chasing her.

Not until she rushed into the simple Immortal Cave belonging to a Utility Disciple did she feel as if all her strength had been drained.

*Bang!*

The wooden door was slammed shut.

Even for safety's sake, her hands trembling, she cast a Sound-Isolating Talisman.

After doing all this.

Ye Chuxia leaned against the door panel, her body slowly sliding down along the wood grain.

Finally, she slumped on the cold ground.

"Huff... huff..."

Violent gasps echoed in the small space.

Her chest rose and fell like a bellows.

That delicate little face was now frighteningly red.

Sweat slid down from her temples, wetting the collar of her clothes.

"I'm crazy..."

"I'm really crazy..."

Ye Chuxia hugged her knees, burying her face deep in the crook of her arms.

Her body was still shaking uncontrollably.

Even though she had escaped back to her "safe house."

That heart-pounding feeling hadn't dissipated in the slightest.

Instead, as time passed, it became increasingly clear in her mind.

The touch at that moment.

Those two cool, soft lips.

And that moment of trembling, as if her Soul were about to emerge from her body.

Every detail.

Was like it had been deeply engraved in her brain with a carving knife.

Lingering.

"How did I dare..."

"Ye Chuxia, how did you dare!"

She wailed in despair in her heart.

That was Su Ye!

The once high and mighty, arrogant Eldest Senior Brother!

And even more, that "villain" who killed without blinking and used cruel methods!

Although he was now like a tiger in the plains.

He was also Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan's darling!

If that terrifying woman found out that she had taken the opportunity while looking after him to secretly desecrate her exclusive possession...

Ye Chuxia couldn't help but shudder.

The image of Liu Ruyan's beautiful face with that half-smile appeared in her mind.

Along with that long red sword in her hand that was always dripping with blood.

"I'll be chopped to pieces..."

"I'll definitely be chopped to pieces and fed to the dogs..."

Fear was like an invisible giant hand, tightly gripping her heart.

Making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Time passed minute by minute.

Outside the window, the sky gradually darkened.

The last glow of the setting sun was swallowed by the continuous mountain shadows of Purple Bamboo Peak.

Night fell.

The whole world grew quiet.

Only the occasional sound of insects from outside the window seemed exceptionally desolate.

Ye Chuxia just sat on the ground hugging her knees, staring blankly.

Like a puppet that had lost its Soul.

Until—

*Grumble—*

An untimely sound broke this dead silence.

It was her stomach's protest.

Ye Chuxia was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously, she touched her flat belly.

"I'm hungry..."

As a small Cultivator still in the Qi Refining Stage, she hadn't yet reached the Realm where she could completely abstain from food.

Just as she was about to get up to find something to eat.

Suddenly.

Her movements froze.

Her almond eyes suddenly widened.

As if she had remembered something extremely terrifying.

"Wait..."

"I seem to have..."

"Forgotten something?"

Her face instantly turned deathly pale.

Several shades paler than when she was running away just now.

Eating...

Being hungry...

Eldest Senior Brother!

A thunderous thought exploded in her mind.

"Oh no!"

"Eldest Senior Brother hasn't eaten yet!"

According to Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan's instructions.

Every day at the third quarter of the Wei hour, she had to feed Su Ye the special "Soul-Nourishing Spiritual Liquid."

It was made from hundred-year-old Purple Lingzhi and morning dew.

Specifically used to nourish his damaged Divine Soul and Physical Body.

But today...

Because of that accidental kiss.

Because of that moment of panic and escape.

She had actually forgotten such an important matter!

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'm doomed..."

Ye Chuxia suddenly sprang up from the floor.

Pacing in circles in a panic.

"What time is it now?"

"The Xu hour..."

"It's already the Xu hour!"

That is to say.

Eldest Senior Brother has been hungry for a full six hours!

Although with Su Ye's Foundation Establishment foundation and the Spiritual Qi nourishment from the Cold Jade Bed, skipping a few meals wouldn't kill him.

But...

Thinking of that person currently lying all alone in the hall.

Thinking of how he was clearly conscious but unable to move or speak.

Only able to silently endure the torment of hunger.

Ye Chuxia's heart felt a sharp pain, as if it were being pricked by needles.

"He must be very hungry..."

"Maybe... he's blaming me in his heart..."