*Deep darkness of the Night*
*The Female Living Quarters*
Han Jun, dressed in all black, calmly and slowly landed in the long passage. Standing there in a daze, he wondered which room to sneak into. "How am I supposed to know which room they are in?" he thought, looking at the endless line of rooms. "Should I just check each room?" he murmured softly. "If I enter the wrong room, at least I'll get to see some lovely ladies," he smiled devilishly. "Let me start from the last room." With that, he flew to the last room, soundlessly slipping inside.
The room was dark, but he could see clearly. He scanned the room and confirmed that it was indeed a female's room. His gaze landed on the huge bed, which was positioned oddly in the room. Slowly, Han Jun made his way there. "She should be asleep already, right?" he thought and steeled his resolve. He slowly opened the curtain that concealed the bed but was surprised to find no one there. "This is the end," Han Jun's eyes widened in shock, and just then, the bathroom door opened.
"Han Jun, you are dead," he thought to himself as he quickly jumped over the bed, hiding on the floor beside it and using the bed as a shield, praying he would not be discovered.
The lady who emerged from the bathroom was wrapped in a bath towel, her long green hair cascading down to nearly kiss the floor. A smile graced her beautiful, rosy lips as she climbed onto the bed, using a blanket to cover herself.
Not noticing any movement anymore, Han Jun let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes to calm himself. "She should be asleep by now," he thought. But when he opened his eyes, he found himself staring into glowing green eyes. A sweet smile adorned her lips as well. He was shocked and didn't stop to properly glance at the owner of those enchanting green eyes before vanishing immediately. "What a man, interesting," the lady's magnetic voice rang out, her smile widening a bit. "Investigate him for me," she instructed someone unseen.
"Yes, my lady," a strange voice replied, and the lady, whose face remained unidentified, widened her smile further.
Han Jun reappeared in the middle of the passage. "Wait, why did I even run?" he thought, hands resting on his hips, recalling those glowing green eyes. He closed his eyes and shook his head, attempting to dispel the memory. "Those eyes aren't normal. I should know what kind of women to mess with these days. I'm still not a cultivator; I shouldn't risk my safety," he berated himself. He glanced at the next room. "Let's see if the lady inside this room can be peeked at," he murmured, trying to open the door, but it was surprisingly locked.
"That's right, the door should be locked, but that lady didn't lock hers. Is she inviting me in?" Han Jun wondered. "No, how is the possible, forget about that lady," he thought determinedly and vanished again.
Han Jun materialized inside the next room, which was dark as well. "I hope I didn't encounter a monster this time," he prayed inwardly and soundlessly took a step toward the bed.
"Who is there?" an angry female voice suddenly echoed.
"Better not mess with this one. She definitely just received a scolding or heartbreak," Han Jun thought to himself and vanished immediately. He stood in front of the next door and disappeared inside.
As he entered, a familiar fragrance drifted into Han Jun's nose, welcoming him as soon as he appeared.
"You are finally here," Ling Wei's melodious voice sounded from the curtain-covered bed.
"Finally located you," Han Jun didn't bother to look around the room. His focus immediately shifted to the bed, and as he lifted the curtain, a captivating scene greeted him, leaving his mouth dry.
Ling Wei wore nothing but a bathrobe, reclining on the bed with one hand propping her head up. Her fair thigh was displayed enticingly, and her beautiful green hair was scattered messily yet alluringly. The smile on her lips beckoned him closer.
"What a welcoming surprise," Han Jun remarked, his throat dry as he gulped down hungrily. His crimson eyes burned with desire, and he tightened his grip on the curtain, unable to look away from her elegant legs.
Seeing Han Jun lose his composure and give in to desire, Ling Wei smiled seductively and climbed down from the bed. As she moved closer to Han Jun, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Will you just keep looking at me like that?" she asked with a beautiful smile, weaving her fingers to create a barrier that covered the entire room, ensuring no one outside could hear them.
Han Jun grabbed her by the waist and threw her onto the bed. He undressed and climbed up on Ling Wei, saying nothing as he began to tease her nape, her most sensitive spot.
"Ling Wei gasped for air, her face flushed an abnormal red, her green-colored eyes shifting in excitement for a brief moment. She reached for Han Jun's belt and began to unbuckle it. As if afraid that someone might interrupt them again, she helped him undress in high speed."
Han Jun felt a cold breeze against his body and stopped his actions. He looked at Ling Wei, and a smile appeared on his face, adding more charm to his handsomeness. "Why do I feel like you are even more excited than I am?" he murmured.
Ling Wei smiled. "Because…" She traced Han Jun's muscular chest with her delicate fingers and added, "I have always longed for this moment." She gave him a charming smile.
Han Jun's smile widened, filled with love and faithfulness. He lowered his head and kissed Ling Wei deeply, pouring all his affection into that kiss.
They lost themselves in each other for a moment before getting into the main action. During the process, a multicolored small dot began to take shape on Ling Wei's middle brow. Both were consumed by their desire and did not notice the faint glow that appeared in Han Jun's hair for just a moment.
In the other room, Shu Fang suddenly felt her heart racing as if it wanted to escape her chest. "What is going on?" she murmured, sweat dripping from her forehead as discomfort washed over her. "What on earth is happening?" she questioned herself, sitting cross-legged on her bed, gathering her air qi to calm herself. As she began to relax, she closed her eyes to enter meditation when suddenly—
"Ah!"
"Mm!"
"Be fast!"
"Little faster!"
"Yes!"
Shu Fang lost her focus and widened her eyes in shock. Those words rang in her ears. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She was utterly confused. "Those sounds… it's the sound of lovemaking. Why on earth am I hearing this? It's as if they're doing it in my room! Right beside me!" she murmured, covering her ears, but all was in vain. "Curses, I swear if I get hold of those people..." Just as she said this, she heard:
"Han Jun! Please get back in!"
"Faster, Han Jun!"
Shu Fang's eyes were wide open in shock. "Han Jun!" She gritted her teeth together and listened attentively to the owner of that tiny seductive voice, confirming that it belonged to Ling Wei. "Curses, these two," she murmured and disappeared immediately. In the next second, she was in Ling Wei's room, and it was at this moment that both Han Jun and Ling Wei reached their climax and gasped for air.
"You... you both!" Shu Fang stammered, almost shedding tears.
"You are welcome as well," Han Jun's voice echoed, and right after his words, a force pulled Shu Fang inside and dropped her on the bed beside the weak Ling Wei.
Shu Fang sat up and looked at the weak Ling Wei, whose eyes were closed and was panting for air as well. Feeling terrified, she looked at the naked chest of Han Jun, who was standing majestically beside the bed with folded arms, a playful smile on his lips as his gaze was fixed on Shu Fang.
"Seriously, Han Jun? You really did this?" She was shocked and couldn't help but ask. She couldn't believe that the always energetic Ling Wei could be reduced to this by Han Jun; she couldn't even open her eyes.
Han Jun's smile widened. "You want to know?" He raised his brows.
"Of course, I want to know," Shu Fang replied almost immediately.
Han Jun's smile widened, and in just a blink, he appeared before Shu Fang and kissed her mouth without any warning.
Shu Fang struggled and finally broke free. "Get away from me, pervert!" she scolded, sending him a displeased gaze as her heart began racing uncontrollably.
Han Jun wasn't annoyed. "You don't like my touch anymore?" he whispered seductively in her ear while his hands began roaming around Shu Fang's body.
"This... this is Ling Wei's room; let's go to my room, okay?" Shu Fang stammered, her face already red.
Han Jun chuckled and looked at the peaceful sleeping Ling Wei. "Worry not, it's for the best if she wakes up once again," he replied, and without waiting for Shu Fang's response, her clothes were already sent flying, and the room was once again filled with moans and groans.
The sleeping Ling Wei frowned lightly but didn't wake up.
In the dark night under a huge tree, Ming Yue was staring in a particular direction with a pained gaze.
"Your Highness, why did you have to stand here? You can just—" A voice sounded, but before it could finish its statement, Ming Yue's voice cut it off.
"It's pointless using force." She tore her gaze away from the distance and looked at her gloved hand. "It's my fault in the first place; I will find a way to mend it," she said.
"But Your Highness, he doesn't want to hear you out. Perhaps he recalls you and the relationship you both held but has decided to cast you aside," the voice spoke again.
"Wang Hao!" Ming Yue's blue eyes sparkled with a murderous intensity as she fixed her gaze at a particular spot in the air.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness," the voice apologized in a low spirit.
"You should go now; you are not needed here." Ming Yue turned her gaze away.
"Yes," the voice replied after a long silent.
Ming Yue leaned against the huge tree as two crystal blue tears escaped her eyes. "When will you hear me out and accept me, Han Jun?" she murmured painfully, her heart aching with every word.
As she stood there, the weight of her feelings pressed heavily on her, and she clenched her fists tightly, seeking a way to summon the courage to face him again.