All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 680: .2

If only I were truly a man...

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The light from the pile of firewood in the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.

Caressing the two swords in the Sword Box, Su Bei murmured to himself as he felt the new flow of energy circulating through his body, "Swords need nurturing."

The Qingping Sword was already attuned to him, but with the Missing Departure, there was still much to be desired in terms of control.

All the myriad laws and changes of the world do not stray from their origins; what countless cultivators have sought since ancient times is the great immortality that spares them from death.

Only those cultivators who have achieved minor immortality truly deserve the title 'Immortal', having taken the initial step toward 'Achieving Dao'. For Sword Cultivators, as the saying goes: the sword nurtures the person, and the person nurtures the sword. Although there isn't such an exaggeration as becoming one with the sword, anyone wishing to reach the pinnacle of cultivation must at least nurture a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit that belongs to oneself.

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes, his whole Dantian Knowledge Sea opened up completely, and his soul diffused, merging with the surrounding heaven and earth; he then saw himself, sitting cross-legged.

His soul entwined around the Missing Departure then returned to his body.

Touching the sword again, he could feel it had become a few degrees more intimate than just a moment ago.

Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction. He then picked up the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork on it, and began roasting it over the fire, remarking, "The sword has been well nurtured."

Missing Departure: "..."

The Flower Bright Moon dimmed behind a light mist.

Footsteps whispered from behind Su Bei. Through the flickering light of the fire, one could barely make out those familiar strands of white gauze. The sky was moonless; everything around seemed dimmer.

A smile curved on Su Bei's lips. Without even looking, he wrapped his arm around the woman's waist and drew her into his embrace, chuckling, "What brings Ji Baoer back alone?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Tell me! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"

"..."

As they spoke, his advances were already gradually escalating. Pressing down on her, his hand caressed her ear, then traced the contours of her body.

Li Zijun's eyes were wide open, her mind blank as Su Bei simply pulled her close.

Feeling his skilled hands exploring her body, she was at a loss for thoughts.

Having just bathed, her body still carried a faint fragrance, enveloping the Daoist Temple in a charming aura.

Her cheeks gradually reddened, but it was unclear if it was due to the embarrassing position she found herself in, or the wrist clasped in his large hand.

Su Bei frowned slightly as he gradually realized something was amiss.

Ji Baoer's figure was supposed to be more developed... and she wouldn't feel so innocent or immature; I can even feel the woman beneath me trembling.

"Master... Master."

Li Zijun finally snapped out of her shock. Her small hands pushed against Su Bei nervously, stammering, "I'm not Sister Nan Ji... I'm Zi Jun..."

"..."

Her words carried a hint of grievance as she turned her head sideways, biting her lip.

Su Bei was instantly taken aback. He leaned forward, staring blankly at the woman before him.

What unforgivable thing have I done?

The atmosphere turned awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by patting her head, but he feared the gesture would be misunderstood. His hand froze in mid-air as he swallowed nervously, saying, "Disciple, your master did not realize it was you..."

"You are wearing your master's wife's clothes, and the firelight is dim..."

Li Zijun murmured a low acknowledgment, her facial expression unclear.

"Master... could you please get off first?"

"..."

Su Bei gave her an awkward smile, then gently stood up. He touched his nose and, after a moment's thought, said, "Your master truly did not know..."

As he spoke, he grabbed her snowy wrist, intending to pull her up.

The flickering firelight cast upon the faces of the two, each lost in their own thoughts.

For some reason, looking at Li Zijun's translucent, jade-like face, Su Bei felt an impulse rise, and his heart began to race unexpectedly.

Compared to Nan Ji, his movements had been quite fervent moments before. The sensation Li Zijun brought him was markedly different.

Yet that gentle, almost indistinct aloofness managed to stir a strange feeling within Su Bei.

Seemingly forgetting the previous awkwardness, Su Bei still lifted his hand and tentatively slid two fingers toward Li Zijun's face.

He hesitated for a moment but eventually made contact with her smooth-as-jade cheek.

Li Zijun's delicate body shuddered slightly. Her star-like eyes revealed a flicker of yielding. This time, however, she offered no fierce resistance. She closed her eyes, allowing Su Bei to gently stroke her beautiful face with two fingers.

As supple as jade.

Suddenly, Su Bei saw pearl-like teardrops sliding down from the corner of Li Zijun's eyes along her snow-white cheeks.

The flickering firelight reflected two streaks of tears.

Su Bei's hand paused, then gently slid to Li Zijun's tender chin, lifting it and gazing at her stunningly beautiful face.

With two fingers, he lightly wiped away her tears and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Master..."

Li Zijun's eyes looked at Su Bei, brimming with tears.

Why am I crying? Is it because of his offense? Or because there's no future for us?

Seeing that fleeting moment of distraction in his eyes, Li Zijun did not know what kind of expression to make.

Was it helplessness?

"Flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water."

Li Zijun gently raised her head. A smile curled at the corner of her mouth, hiding the last tear in the depths of her eyes as she said, "Disciple doesn't blame you, Master."

"The dress was given to me by Sister Nan Ji; that's why you mistook me for someone else."

"..."

Su Bei gave her an embarrassed smile and suppressed the terrible thoughts that had just arisen within him.

Why are all the disciples I've taken so strange? Every one of them seems as if they've shared a long history with me, as if there's an indescribable affection between us.

Just then, the door opened.

Ji Nanjue, now in a different outfit, walked in, her expression curiously surveying everything before her.

She sat down barefoot beside Su Bei, wiping lingering water droplets from her skin.

A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes. Normally, he would have pounced on me; why is he so calm today? What happened between them while I was gone? The atmosphere is so strange.

"Husband, what's wrong? You seem distracted."

Su Bei smiled at her, then embraced Ji Nanjue.

Within Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue felt a complex mix of emotions. She tilted her head up and kissed him lightly on the lips.

She had just been lost in thought. She knew the road ahead would be long and arduous. The world was uncaring and would always make their journey together exceptionally difficult. Yet, enjoying this moment of tranquility brought her a sense of contentment. Her mindset had started to shift slightly. Not seeking eternal companionship, but cherishing what they had shared.

"It's nothing."

"It's late; time to sleep..."

Su Bei stroked her hair.

Ji Nanjue got up and gently took Li Zijun's hand. Li Zijun seemed distracted. Ji Nanjue examined her own dress, now on Li Zijun, and nodded, "Zi Jun looks quite fitting in this dress..."

Li Zijun's cheeks flushed red.

Then, Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei and said coolly, "As punishment, you'll sleep outside tonight, and I'll cuddle with Zi Jun."

"Does that sound good, Zi Jun?"

She winked at Li Zijun.

Li Zijun was taken aback. She looked up at Su Bei, then at Ji Nanjue beside her, and said with some reluctance, "That doesn't seem right... It's going to rain outside."

Su Bei knew Nan Ji was giving him an out; she must have noticed the earlier awkwardness.

His heart warmed. He looked at Ji Nanjue and said, "I'll just go outside then..."

Just then, the faint sound of footsteps came from nearby.

The unexpected noise made them all frown. Su Bei asked with a hint of bewilderment, "Who could be out walking at this late hour?"

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