Lu Xun's sturdy body pressed against the cold and aloof demoness, feeling nervous and slightly afraid, along with an indescribable sense of wonder.
Aside from her temperament, this demoness was top-notch in every aspect, just a half-notch below Immortal Miao Feng. However, both of them had their unique qualities.
If Immortal Miao Feng was a fully matured peach—sweet and juicy with one bite, but poisonous—then Xuan Yin was like a ripe lychee. Once you peeled the tough skin, the inside was filled with sweet and juicy flesh, also containing poison, but in smaller amounts than Immortal Miao Feng.
At the same time, Xuan Yin found herself pinned to the ground by Lu Xun. Her first thought was that this demon slayer was too heavy, and she felt like she was about to be crushed. However, as the shock wore off, she realized what had happened.
Oh no! I… I've been… defiled by this demon slayer!
In reality, Xuan Yin could easily lift Lu Xun off her, but at this moment, she was overwhelmed with shame and at a loss.
She didn't resemble a 400-year-old snake demon but rather a naive young girl who had been taken advantage of by the demon slayer. She felt helpless and bewildered.
"Wife."
"Your body is so soft," Lu Xun, lying on top of her, sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from her. He was certain that it wasn't perfume, but rather a unique scent of a woman. Compared to the delicate scent of young maidens, Xuan Yin's fragrance was more like her master's—full of rich charm but with a touch of lightness.
The voice of the demon slayer brought Xuan Yin back from her empty thoughts to reality, forcing her to face the situation she couldn't comprehend. Clenching her rosy lips, a strange crimson hue spread across her cheeks, even extending to her neck and ears.
"Get up!" Suppressing the embarrassment and confusion, Xuan Yin coldly spoke to the demon slayer on top of her, "I'm getting angry!"
"Oh."
"Don't get angry, with your high cultivation, you won't be crushed," Lu Xun understood that she was pretending to be angry, as he could hear a slight tremor in her icy tone. He slowly propped himself up, looking down at the demoness beneath him, the violent yet mischievous little snake demon.
Although her demeanor was full of anger, her blushing and enchanting appearance, like a crescent moon glowing, exuded a tenderness that Lu Xun had never seen before. Her serene and aloof face displayed an irresistible charm.
"What are you staring at?"
"Hurry and get off me!" Xuan Yin turned her head to the side, the sight of her biting her red lips was incredibly enchanting. She spoke coldly, "I'll count to three, and if you don't get up by then, I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!"
"One, two, three. Oh, what—"
A startled cry escaped her lips, breaking the silent atmosphere.
"Lu! Xun!"
With a dark face, Xuan Yin roared, "What are you doing?"
"My hand slipped, my hand slipped."
Lu Xun awkwardly propped himself up again, looking at the furious demoness.
He said foolishly as he savours the feeling of the softness in his hands few moments ago, "Wife, trust your future husband's character. During my two and a half years of demon slaying, everyone praised me as a righteous man, so you don't need to be on guard against me. You can really trust me!"
"Go away! Go away!!"
"Quickly, get off me!" Xuan Yin shouted angrily, "Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay, I'm going." Lu Xun slowly and leisurely moved away from the charming and graceful figure.
He patted off the little dust on himself and looked at Xuan Yin, who was still lying on the ground, asking, "Wife? Why aren't you getting up? Do you want me to help you up?"
Xuan Yin sat up, glaring at the demon slayer not far away. Her menacing gaze forced Lu Xun to take a few steps back.
"Wife."
"Why… why do you seem like you want… to murder your husband?" Lu Xun shrunk his head, explaining with fear, "If I say this is all a misunderstanding, will you believe me? First, my foot slipped, and then my hand slipped. That's probably what happened."
Xuan Yin was already standing up, staring expressionlessly at the man in front of her. She raised her arm and gave a light sigh.
"Sword!"
A silver streamer flew from the broken temple and instantly landed in Xuan Yin's hand.
"Hey!"
"Don't be like this!"
"If you have something to say, say it nicely… It's a bit too much to bring out a sword!"
***
The next day, under the bright sunshine, in a medical clinic in Quanzhou City, a bruised and swollen Lu Xun was being treated by an experienced old doctor. With each sigh from the old doctor, Lu Xun became increasingly panicked.
"Your injuries…"
"It's really strange. Why are they all superficial wounds with no internal injuries?" The old doctor couldn't believe it, carefully examining the bruised and swollen Lu Xun in front of him, with a puzzled look, he asked, "How did you get these injuries?"
"My wife…"
Lu Xun said bitterly, "Alright, alright… Don't look at me like that. Quickly give me some ointment, but remember… no realgar or mugwort in it."
After a long while…
Lu Xun came out of the medical clinic and leisurely walked towards the bookstore. In fact, he didn't need to buy medicine; his robust self-healing ability could make him fully recover on its own, but it would take some time. Having ointment could shorten that time a bit.
"Do you have books for the top scholar in the imperial examination?" Lu Xun asked the shopkeeper as he arrived at the bookstore.
"Well…"
"Can you show me books for scholars and successful candidates?"
"The questions for the palace examination… even if we had them, we wouldn't dare to sell them. If caught, we would be beheaded," the shopkeeper pulled Lu Xun aside and said cautiously, "Scholar books cost five hundred taels, successful candidate books two thousand taels. Don't worry… they will definitely help you pass; I have connections."
"… "
"Are there still any profits to be squeezed out when it's full of poor folks around here? Lu Xun curiously asked.
"It depends on you how much can profit can be made?" The shopkeeper smiled and asked, "What kind are you interested in?"
"Oh…" Lu Xun shrugged and replied silently, "I'm just here to buy books."
Upon hearing that he was only there to buy books, the shopkeeper looked disappointed, but still warmly introduced various books to him.
Lu Xun picked five or six books, covering topics such as poetry and essays. As he was about to pay, he suddenly remembered something.
"Do you have essays like 'The Romance Of The West Chamber'?" Lu Xun asked.
The shopkeeper carefully sized him up, revealing a knowing smile, and said leisurely, "Not only do we have it, but we also have an illustrated version. Come, let's discuss it in the back room."