Thud!
Mu Bingxin stepped down with her right foot, her high heel shattering the ice and kicking up layers of white frost.
“You rebellious disciple, do you enjoy listening to her nonsense? In that case, I will go and pull out her tongue right now!”
Was she lashing out in shame?
Lin Wu managed to break free, his body instantly wreathed in blood-colored flames as his feet cracked the ice.
“What, you have the guts to do it but not to admit it?”
Before Mu Bingxin could even turn around, Lin Wu grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her into his arms.
“Did I say you could leave!”
The two swapped positions in an instant. Lin Wu shifted from defense to offense, shoving Mu Bingxin against an ice pillar.
In that fleeting moment of daze, those two thin, cold lips were sealed shut.
“Mmph!”
Mu Bingxin’s entire body went stiff as if struck by lightning, and her mind went blank.
As for his muffled, indistinct curses, she could no longer hear them clearly.
“Leading people astray with your lies and smearing my name—I’ll deal with that tongue of yours first.”
Her symbolic resistance was somewhat weak, and her jade-like skin shimmered with an unusual luster under the heat of the crimson flames.
Having lost her first kiss so suddenly, Mu Bingxin’s eyes were frantic.
Even though she had fantasized about such a beautiful scene countless times, she never expected it to be realized in the form of retaliation. It was truly absurd.
Lin Wu ignored the stinging frostbite, capturing that wicked, venomous snake of a tongue and locking it tight within the ice cavern.
At this moment, the Sect Master Fairy’s helpless appearance was a sight to behold on Goddess Peak. Her disheveled silver hair fell over her temples, and her slender, jade-white fingers pressed helplessly against the boy’s chest.
“Let… go!”
She probably meant for him to release his hold.
Her indistinct mumbling made Lin Wu chuckle.
With her softest point seized, the usually aloof and high-flying Ice Mountain Fairy could no longer utter a single arrogant sound.
“Now, who’s the puppy?”
A sharp glint flashed in Mu Bingxin’s eyes. A cold light gathered in her palm, and spiritual energy erupted.
Bang!
Lin Wu was sent flying back, slamming heavily onto the main seat of the ice lotus, baring his teeth in pain.
He touched the corner of his mouth; his lower lip had been bitten through, the flesh torn open.
“Tsk, you’re quite fierce, Fairy. A vampire’s teeth really are something else.”
“How dare you!”
A cold shout echoed through the chilly palace as the freezing wind howled.
That silver phantom pounced like a lithe female snow leopard, ferocious beyond measure.
Mu Bingxin’s high heel stepped onto Lin Wu’s chest, freezing half his body in the blink of an eye. With her other hand, she grabbed his collar, her slender neck arching forward as she hovered over him.
“Eh?”
Lin Wu blinked, and then it happened again.
Falling into a disadvantage for even a brief moment was seen as a stinging humiliation by Mu Bingxin. It seemed she cared less about the offense and more about who was in control.
So, she was kissing him back forcefully to get even?
The pungent scent of blood drifted through the air. Lin Wu’s goal had already been achieved, so he simply stopped resisting.
The Fairy’s smooth, elegant hair slid down his face like a waterfall of quicksilver. Her peerless features were as if carved from ice as she looked down coldly at the prey beneath her.
“Mm…”
A sweet fragrance flowed into her mouth. Mu Bingxin dithered for a moment, letting out a soul-stirring nasal hum.
Her pure ice lotus robes were as thin as cicada silk, and her lofty, snow-white peaks trembled slightly, her sense of pressure remaining intense.
Soon, the Fairy’s crystalline body became soft and flushed, like a jar of chilled wine.
Mu Bingxin’s eyes were misty with desire as she drank deeply, yet her soul maintained a sliver of clarity.
Suddenly, she reached out and pushed Lin Wu away. She wiped the traces of moisture from her lips and retreated down the jade steps, panting warily.
Lin Wu lay on the main seat and said calmly, “Why keep up the act of being pure and noble at this point? Don’t you love my blood the most?”
“…”
“Back then, when we were trapped in the Snow Demon’s cave, I used my blood to help you break through your realm so we could escape together. It’s laughable that I actually thought it was some kind of Snow Lotus Sect secret technique to temporarily boost cultivation. That’s when you started eyeing me, wasn’t it?”
Mu Bingxin circulated her energy to steady her breathing. She said nothing, merely covering her elegant nose.
“Keep drinking, Fairy. Don’t let it go to waste! Since you’re doing a good deed, see it through to the end. Cangwu is dead, so what does it matter if you suck Lin Wu dry one more time?”
Lin Wu smiled as he spoke, licking his crimson lips.
“No, it’s not like that. What I wanted was never just…”
“Never just what? I remember your greedy, obsessed look very clearly. That is the real you, Fairy.”
Mu Bingxin turned her head away, sadness and pain intertwining in her icy pupils.
Now, she could fully control her jade-like physique, desperately suppressing the instincts of her cultivation manual.
Otherwise, she could have drained the boy dry in just a few breaths.
“Oh?”
Seeing Mu Bingxin gradually calm down and return to her cold self, Lin Wu was slightly surprised.
“There are… dirty things in your blood. So that was your plan? To use yourself as bait? Although it was brief, it did indeed shake my mind.”
Mu Bingxin shook her sleeves slightly and let out a long breath, her warm body returning to its flawless, porcelain-white state.
“Exerting so much effort to enrage me just so I would drink your blood… quite the resolve. It’s a pity. Before I recover my essence, I won’t touch you again. I don’t know what I would become if I drank too much, and I don’t want to find out.”
“Is that so?”
Lin Wu’s expression was equally calm.
But what if the entire food chain of Goddess Peak has already been contaminated by me?
“How you see me is your business. I’ve said it before—since you didn’t die, you will have to honestly serve as my Sect Master Immortal Lord.”
Mu Bingxin opened her palm, and cold air condensed into an ice crystal hairpin. She used it to pull her long silver hair back into a bun.
Having seen through his trick, her stunning face showed no sign of triumph, only a sense of dejection and loneliness.
“Be patient, little Holy Son. Once I have refined the Golden Lotus Jade Mansion, I will naturally clear your name. From then on, you won’t need to hide from anyone. At that time, what will the High Heaven Sword Pavilion or the Yaoguang Holy Ground even matter?”
The Fairy smiled softly, talking to herself as a sickly red flush rose to her jade-like face.
“My thanks to you, witch,” Lin Wu said, his eyelid twitching slightly.
Mu Bingxin’s prey was likely more than just the Golden Lotus; she wanted to devour those other wicked women as well!
Back then, everyone who had been tainted by his blood had fallen, and all of it had been reclaimed into her body.
But the greatest beneficiary was still the Golden Lotus Ancestor.
Did this Fairy really intend to play the role of the grieving widow to the end? Did she really want to help that old man return from the dead?
“You’re welcome.”
Mu Bingxin’s lotus steps flickered as she sat in Lin Wu’s lap. She reached out to stroke his cheek, her icy eyes filled with feverish intensity.
“A lie that no one can expose is the truth. If I say you are my Dao companion, then you are. Is there any use in denying it?”
“…”
Lin Wu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Tone it down, Fairy! Your immortal aura is too pungent!
Mu Bingxin stretched and poked the boy’s stomach with her crystalline fingernail, her face showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
She had finally managed to pique the puppy’s interest, but as soon as she got distracted, he became dejected again.
How disappointing!
“I am tired today. You may take your leave, Holy Son. I’ll find another day to help the puppy find his home.”
“Get lost, witch!”
The ice on Lin Wu’s body thawed. He gave a cold snort, stood up, and walked away.
The “meat ganoderma” was already at death’s door, yet she still dared to treat him like a jailer.
One of these days, he would seize those two restless immortal feet of hers and keep them barefoot forever!
“Lin Wu.”
A soft call came from behind him, sounding like a self-muttering.
“Tell me, if I had left this place with you back then… would you hate me a little less now?”
Lin Wu didn’t pause. He pushed open the frozen doors and strode out of the cold palace.
“There are no what-ifs! I have my own hands and feet. Whatever I’ve lost, I will take back with my own strength!”
“Heh, I’ll be waiting. Consider that the first move. Bring out whatever other tricks you have. You look quite cute when you’re working hard to please me, husband.”
The cold grotto returned to darkness as a faint sigh echoed.
Perhaps for a single moment, the moonlight truly had shone upon her, only to vanish in an instant.
“Since love is too cheap, then keep on hating me… until your mouth can no longer stay as stubborn as your body~”
Today’s weather forecast for Goddess Peak was cloudy, turning to overcast.