First Immortal of the Sword

Chapter 939 - A Thousand Romantic Sentiments, Ten Thousand Gentle Charms

Snowy Skies City.

Inside an inn.

It was already late at night. Su Yi lay in bed and relaxed completely.

His expedition into the City of the Wrongfully Dead wasn’t overly eventful, but his harvest was quite considerable.

He paid particular attention to everything he’d learned about the Nine Heavens Pavilion.

This mysterious faction consisted of numerous ranks: Heavenly Libationers, Wardens, Executioners, and Chosen Apostles. Their location was mysterious.

According to the Executioner Mo Chuan, the Nine Heavens Pavilion’s central divine artifact was a mysterious and unfathomable Dao Sword, and the strongest power at their disposal was the Laws of Heavenly Prayer.

Su Yi naturally attached particular importance to this.

Because his Sword of the Nine Hells could counter the Laws of Heavenly Prayer!

“The leader of the Nine Heavens Pavilion has been searching for someone capable of countering the Laws of Heavenly Prayer. Does that mean he knows the origins of the Sword of the Nine Hells?” Su Yi’s eyes flashed.0

The Sword of the Nine Hells hadn’t appeared out of nowhere.

In his past life, when he first stepped onto the path of cultivation as a young man, he sensed it lying dormant within his sea of consciousness.

As if it had been born with him.

But its origins had always been a bundle of mysteries.

Even after his cultivation reached the limits of the Imperial Apex Realm, he couldn’t grasp the profound truths hidden within the Sword of the Nine Hells!

But now, Su Yi realized that the leader of the Nine Heavens Pavilion might well know its true origins!

Perhaps the Netherworld King and I really will be able to help each other out, thought Su Yi.

His conversation with the Netherworld King had confirmed something for him: although the Netherworld King was a Warden of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, her hatred for the Nine Heavens Pavilion was bone deep!

If he made good use of this, she’d undoubtedly make a useful assistant if and when he visited the Heavenly Prayer Star Ream the Nine Heavens Pavilion was located in.

Furthermore, Su Yi dared say with certainty that if the Netherworld King couldn’t overpower him, it wouldn’t matter whether she was willing or not: when the time came for her to exact revenge upon the Nine Heavens Pavilion, she was sure to request his aid.

Because she too knew full well that only Su Yi could counter the Laws of Heavenly Prayer!

A little while later, Su Yi shook his head.

It was too early to think about such things. He ought to be focused on preparing to break into the Imperial Realm.

It was just as the Night Watchman had said tonight; the far reaches of the Sea of Bitterness contained opportunities to prove one’s Dao and become an Emperor.

Whether he wanted to locate Cui Longxiang, search for Old Ghost Coffin-Bearer in the Burial Ground of the Dao, or prove his Dao and become an Emperor, he had to go to the Sea of Bitterness.

“Brother Su.”

Suddenly, a gentle, pleasing voice emanated from beyond Su Yi’s room, disrupting his train of thought.

“Come in,” said Su Yi.

A graceful figure pushed open the door and entered.

This new arrival had curved eyebrows, snowy skin, and a graceful, transcendent beauty. She was none other than Ye Yu.

She’d obviously just gotten out of the bath, and she’d changed into a simple, elegant, fitted ruqun skirt. She’d already taken off her lotus crown, and her flowing hair was tied into a loose, casual bun. This gave her an additional gentle, agreeable charm.

It was like the poem: “A loose cloud bun and delicate touch of makeup.”

In this state, Ye Yu was so beautiful as to make one’s heart shake. Her crystalline, snowy skin glowed beneath the soft, gentle lamplight.

Su Yi froze, stunned, and sat upright. “Little Leaf, what have you come here for so late at night?”

Ye Yu’s eyelashes fluttered, and she subtly lowered her head and avoided Su Yi’s gaze as she whispered, “Brother Su, do you really plan to go to the Sea of Bitterness?”

Su Yi smiled, got out of bed, and sat by the table. “Let’s sit down and talk.”

He could tell that the famous Falling Feather Spirit Empress was a bit nervous.

As a man, wasn’t it his responsibility to alleviate the awkwardness?

Just as he expected, Ye Yu seemed to sigh in relief. She walked over to the table and sat in the chair across from Su Yi.

Su Yi took out a jug of wine and filled each of their cups. Then, he said gently, “You heard my conversation with the Night Watchman tonight, so you should know… I have to go to the Sea of Bitterness.”

As he spoke, he raised his cup. Ye Yu raised hers, and they drank together.

With wine in her stomach, her lustrous red lips pursed slightly, and her clear, exquisite face flushed slightly red. She was extraordinarily alluring.

Ye Yu paused, as if to rally her courage, then met Su Yi’s gaze. Her eyes shone with hope. “Can you take me with you?”

But Su Yi didn’t even pause to think. “No.”

Ye Yu was stunned.

“Numerous changes have taken place in the far reaches of the Sea of Bitterness,” Su Yi said gently. “In the past, I would have been happy to take you with me anyway, but now, my cultivation base is too weak. I can at most ensure my own safety. It would be too dangerous to let you accompany me.”

Ye Yu couldn’t help but object. “But I can help you!”

Su Yi didn’t explain. He just said softly, “Do as I say.”

Ye Yu softly bit down on her pink lower lip, her beautiful face shifting and uncertain.

Her despondency was already too great to express in words.

Su Yi smiled and teased, “You’re the lofty Falling Feather Spirit Empress, an expert the Netherworld’s cultivators can only look up to. So why are you acting like a little girl? Do you need me to buy you some candy to help you feel better?”

Ye Yu chuckled, and Su Yi poured her another cup of wine.

The two of them drank and discussed the past. Their hearts swelled with emotion, and they sighed on numerous occasions.

Since they were drinking, neither of them used their cultivation base to suppress their intoxication.

And the wine cultivators drank was brewed from spiritual materials. It was intended to blur the eyes, heat the ears, and please the heart.

If they used their cultivation base to neutralize its effects, it would be as wasteful as burning a zither or cooking a crane.

Before they knew it, they finished the jug of wine.

Ye Yu’s face was flushed, and her eyes shone with intoxication. She was an exquisite beauty to begin with, but at this moment, she had an additional amorous charm. Her every smile and gesture stole the heart.

Su Yi dared say with certainty that if he so much as hooked his finger, he could take her to bed with him and revel in the delights of dual cultivation.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since he’d last dual cultivated, his heart burned at the sight of Ye Yu.

But in the end, he held back.

“Little Leaf, you’d best go back to your room.” Su Yi rose and took the slightly intoxicated young woman’s arm.

“I’m not going back.” Ye Yu suddenly broke free of Su Yi’s grip. She looked up, her beautiful eyes just inches from Su Yi’s eyes as her lips gently parted.

In a voice as soft as water, she said, “This has been the happiest day I’ve had in tens of thousands of years. So much so that… even now, I almost feel like I’m dreaming.”

Here, she took a deep breath and pulled Su Yi into a tight embrace. Her cheeks heated up, and she pressed her face directly against Su Yi’s chest as she said in a quavering voice, “I want to stay with you all night long.”

The young woman was graceful and beautiful, with exquisitely carved shoulders and a waist as thin as if it had been bundled tight with silk. She looked a bit on the thin side, but she was well-proportioned, and she emanated an intoxicating fragrance.

Su Yi stiffened, a bit stunned.

Little Leaf had never taken the initiative like this before.

But now, she was like a long-dormant volcano finally erupting.

Even through her thin clothing, he could clearly sense that her prideworthy figure and ample curves had heated up. It was a moving sensation, and when Su Yi spoke, he couldn’t help but sound a bit parched. “Little Leaf, it’s getting late. Don’t you think this is a bit abrupt…”

But before he could finish his sentence, soft lips pressed against his mouth, silencing him.

Whoosh~

The lanterns silently went out.

Beneath the darkness, Ye Yu wrapped her arms around Su Yi and held on tight, as if afraid he’d push her away. He couldn’t even squirm.

Before long, the faint sound of heavy breathing reverberated through the dark room.

“Little Leaf, let go of me.” Su Yi said a bit hoarsely.

“No.” Ye Yu’s voice was tender but determined.

“But you can’t just make me stand like this forever, right?”

“I’ll help you.”

A moment later, she carried him onto the bed.

Su Yi was completely stunned. This was a complete role reversal!

An irritation he couldn’t quite put into words coursed through him. “If you keep acting like this, I’ll have to use force!”

Faint laughter rang out. “Big Brother Su, with your current cultivation, you’re no match for me. If I use force, you won’t be able to stop me.”

Her voice revealed a hint of smug pride.

Su Yi was just about to say something when he stiffened; an influx of power sealed off his cultivation base.

Were he to use his trump cards, he naturally could have fought back.

But…

How could he bear to hurt Little Leaf?

But just letting her dominate him like this would make him feel more vexed and helpless than ever before. It would be a major blow to his dignity.

He took a deep breath. “Listen to me. When it comes to matters like this, you can’t…”

But just like last time, soft lips silenced him mid-sentence.

Rustling followed, and warm, slender hands helped Su Yi take off his clothes.

Su Yi was vexed, but he also found this rather funny.

He could tell that Ye Yu’s movements were clumsy and choppy. Her fingers were even trembling, but she was still so stubborn…

But a moment later, Su Yi no longer concerned himself with all that.

A warm body with a gentle fragrance pressed against him. There wasn’t so much as a layer of clothing between them.

The fire kindling in Su Yi’s heart fully ignited. Only one thought remained in his head——

This is my first time having a woman push me down onto the bed…

The night gradually deepened.

In another room, You Xue silently estimated how much time had passed.

When dawn passed and Ye Yu still had yet to return, You Xue guessed what had happened. A conflicted light appeared in the depths of her eyes as dark as the night sky.

She looked melancholy, yet gratified, with a faint hint of envy.

“If I were Su Xuanjun and she threw herself into my arms, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to refuse either,” she muttered.

She couldn’t bring herself to resent Ye Yu.

On the contrary, every time she faced Ye Yu, she felt a bit guilty, like she was a third party trying to steal Ye Yu’s man.

You Xue sat there in silence for a while. Finally, she extinguished the lamps and went to sleep alone.

However, she couldn’t help but recall everything that had happened during her time traveling with Su Yi.

…

At daybreak.

In Su Yi’s room.

“Again?” a woman’s voice rang out.

“Weren’t you quite fierce last night? Why are you afraid all of a sudden?” Cold laughter rang out.

Then, the curtains were overturned, and the bed swayed.

It was a time of a thousand romantic sentiments and ten thousand gentle charms, none of them describable in words.

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