The voice was familiar yet strange—a playful and sultry tone, with a hint of something deeply knowing in its laughter.
Chen Yin froze as if rooted in place, his whole body stiff. After a long pause, he finally turned his head with a strained smile, one that looked more like a grimace.
"Oh, my, where could this fairy have come from, such a peerless beauty?"
Not far away, the disciples of the Tianluo Sect parted to create a path. Down it walked a stunning woman with a flowing robe, her tall, graceful figure radiating an otherworldly charm. A captivating, almost bewitching smile played at her lips as she spoke.
"Still that sweet talker, aren't you? Only saying the things girls like to hear."
She chuckled, her voice like honey. "Am I really that bad, that the mere mention of my name would send my dear little brother running?"
Chen Yin's hands were drenched in cold sweat, but he kept up his ingratiating smile. "Oh no, elder sister, you jest."
"This humble brother has never in his life seen a beauty as extraordinary as you… Surely you must be mistaking me for someone else?"
Just as his words fell, the forest behind him seemed to tear open like paper, a deep fissure slicing through the trees.
The woman's smile grew more intense. "Still not sure?"
"Ahh! Look at me, what a forgetful fool!"
Chen Yin plastered on a fawning expression and stepped closer, speaking in a flattering tone, "Oh, it's Sister Qiaoqiao!"
"Oh, Sister Qiaoqiao, if only you knew! Ever since our last parting, I've been sleepless and restless, thinking of you day and night. Your beautiful, fairy-like face has been imprinted in my mind…"
Watching the strange rapport between the two, the disciples nearby began whispering to each other in curiosity.
"Strange, this little brother seems to know our senior sister quite well."
"But doesn't our senior sister despise men? How does she know him?"
"And didn't you see? Just now, she used her All-Encompassing Celestial Sword technique! Normally, she only uses that against the elders in practice sessions."
"Honestly, it feels like she's smiling, but she's actually pretty angry…"
"Could it be that this little brother somehow offended her?"
Meanwhile, Chen Yin was silently groaning to himself.
—He never should've meddled.
If he'd known their senior sister, Luo Qiaoqiao, was with them, he wouldn't have worried in the slightest.
The fairy of the Tianluo Sect, Luo Qiaoqiao, was known across the cultivation world as an unrivaled genius, on par with Shen Shuanglian, the senior sister of the Misty Spirit Sect. In both beauty and power, she was unmatched. She was also incredibly young yet had already reached the Unrestricted realm, becoming an elder-level powerhouse.
With Luo Qiaoqiao around, her disciples were in no danger at all. Clearly, she'd been waiting in the wings, planning to let her disciples gain some real-world experience before stepping in.
If only he hadn't interfered—now he'd gotten himself involved, too.
If there was one person in the world Chen Yin least wanted to see, it would be the stunning woman before him.
Luo Qiaoqiao was breathtakingly beautiful.
Unlike Shen Shuanglian's aloof and icy demeanor, which kept people at a distance, Luo Qiaoqiao was like an enchanting demoness. Every feature, from her captivating eyes to her legs peeking out from her robes, seemed perfectly crafted to ensnare a man's heart.
Her fox-like eyes, her slender, snow-white shoulders, and the alluring glimpse of her legs beneath her robes all drew a man's gaze irresistibly.
No man could resist her charm.
Yet, ironically, rumors in the cultivation world said that Fairy Luo despised men, even more so than Shen Shuanglian.
If any male cultivator was unlucky enough to encounter her when she was in a bad mood, they could expect a severe beating, with no one daring to intervene.
However, Chen Yin was an exception.
Luo Qiaoqiao didn't seem to hate him, exactly. But she probably hated him, too.
It wasn't contradictory.
To stay alive, Chen Yin had no choice but to flatter her, showering her with compliments in the hopes of appeasing the anger that simmered beneath her smile.
After he had exhausted himself with praise, Luo Qiaoqiao finally gave him a coy, mischievous smile, gazing at him intently.
"Are you done?"
Chen Yin swallowed and nodded slowly.
"Let's skip the nonsense. I'll give you two choices."
She extended two slender fingers, her tone languid as she said, "First, come back with me to the Tianluo Sect. Stay by my side, and don't go anywhere without my permission."
"Second, gouge out your own eyes and… castrate yourself here. From now on, we don't know each other. I'll let you keep your life."
Chen Yin felt a chill run through him.
"Er… is there a third option?"
"Then, how about I castrate you first and then take you back to the Tianluo Sect?" Luo Qiaoqiao's smile grew even brighter.
Chen Yin shivered, quickly plastering on a forced grin.
"Oh, Sister Qiaoqiao, you really love to tease me. With a kind heart and a gentle soul, you wouldn't really do something so… ruthless, would you?"
"How about we head back to Xiang City? My treat—I'll host a feast for all the fairies here. You can all eat and shop to your heart's content. How about that?"
He looked at her with hopeful, wide eyes.
Luo Qiaoqiao's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, and she let out a soft, bone-melting chuckle.
"Do you think that's possible?"
Chen Yin's expression immediately fell.
"Oh, my heavenly sister… are you really, really determined to drive me into a corner?"
"Not forcing you? Fine."
Her expression changed instantly, the seductive smile vanishing, leaving her gaze as calm and still as a lake.
"Then tell me this."
"Why did you leave that night?"
Chen Yin fell silent, words dying on his lips.
"Well… sister, this… isn't really the best place to discuss such things, is it? With so many people listening—"
Before he could finish, Luo Qiaoqiao raised her hand slightly, and all the disciples of the Tianluo Sect obediently moved a great distance away. In a flash, only the two of them remained in the clearing.
The respect she commanded among her sect was immediately clear.
"Now, you can speak as slowly as you like."
"It's just… it's a long story."
"That's fine." She lifted her chin proudly. "I have all the time in the world. I can listen."
Chen Yin was at a complete loss.
This woman was dead set on getting an explanation.
But Chen Yin had no idea what to explain.
—What was he supposed to say? Sister, that night, it was you who forced me. I didn't do anything; I just ran away.
That would surely end with Luo Qiaoqiao castrating him right here.
After a long struggle to find the right words, he finally let out a weary sigh and spoke quietly.
"Sister Qiaoqiao. That night was really just… a misunderstanding."
"You'd had a bit too much to drink, that's all."
"If I were some shameless scoundrel, perhaps I might have… given in to your wishes."
"But such things might bring a moment's pleasure to a man, yet could become a lifetime of regret and sorrow for a woman."
"I just… couldn't bear to let you wake up and regret it. So—"
A cold voice interrupted him.
"You mean to say that I wasn't myself that night, that I didn't know what I was doing."
"Is that right?" Her gaze, though calm, carried an unsettling edge.
Chen Yin felt thoroughly unnerved.
It seemed like no matter how he answered, it would be wrong.
So he chose silence.
Luo Qiaoqiao studied his face for a long moment before she finally spoke.
"Chen Yin. If you really think I'm just some loose and frivolous woman, you can say so."
"I won't be upset. I won't say another word. I'll turn and leave."
"From now on, I won't bother you again. Is that what you want?"
Carefully, Chen Yin lifted his head, casting a quick glance at her face.
He saw the faint glimmer of tears welling in her eyes.
Her expression was still calm, but her lips were pressed tightly together.
After a long pause, Chen Yin slowly shook his head.
"…I've never thought that way."
"It's just… I thought you'd had too much to drink."
"I truly didn't want you to regret it."
"What if," her voice hardened slightly, "I don't regret it?"
"Would you come with me?"
Chen Yin let out a resigned sigh.
"I won't go with you."
"Why?" Luo Qiaoqiao lowered her gaze, her long lashes trembling slightly. "Is it because you already have someone else in your heart?"
Chen Yin didn't answer.
Luo Qiaoqiao studied him intently for a long time, then finally said, "Alright."
"But let me tell you something, Chen Yin. I, Luo Qiaoqiao, am a selfish and willful woman."
"I don't let go of what's mine easily."
"Today, no matter what, you're coming with me."
Chen Yin looked deeply into her eyes.
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