Li Qingqing was exceptionally intelligent; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been selected by the Demon Cult to become a mole in the current number one great sect.
If it hadn’t been for that incident with Zhu Yuexi, she would have likely already become a true Core Disciple of the Linxian Sect.
Moreover, having been influenced by Xu Sheng during this time, she had developed some insights into such matters.
Xu Sheng had to admit that Li Qingqing was very right.
Whether it was the former—Xu Sheng needing to occasionally let off steam to avoid revealing too much neediness—or the latter—needing to use someone to imply to Zhu Yuexi and Mo Ruxue that he wasn’t “indispensable” to them.
He had already made some hints regarding the latter; the red mark on his neck was the best example.
However, since he and Zhu Yuexi had already had a real relationship, she still couldn’t understand the true meaning of that red mark.
And since he and Mo Ruxue had already become QQ friends, the act of “planting strawberries” was no longer enough to make her jealous. He needed an opportunity.
However, the “strawberry” he had previously with Li Qingqing was actually just a brand he had burned with spiritual energy.
It wasn’t like he really had an ambiguous relationship with Li Qingqing.
At this moment, Li Qingqing’s hint was very obvious—almost a direct indication.
She crouched in front of Xu Sheng. Even in plain clothes, her face—though expressionless—was still peerless.
Even when Li Qingqing was just an ordinary disciple, people had already compared her to Zhu Yuexi.
That wasn’t without reason.
Moreover, back then Li Qingqing was still young; now that she had grown up, her cold, immortal maiden aura was even stronger.
Xu Sheng couldn’t help but imagine: if Li Qingqing continued to develop, in terms of temperament alone, she was actually the most similar to Mo Ruxue.
Perhaps Zhu Yuexi also realized this in her heart, which was why she hated Li Qingqing to the bone.
Otherwise, mere jealousy probably wouldn’t have been enough to make Zhu Yuexi take such risks.
“Just this red mark isn’t enough to make Mo Ruxue jealous, is it?”
Li Qingqing stroked Xu Sheng’s thigh.
Even though his clothes were in the way, it felt like skin-to-skin contact.
She knew that given Xu Sheng’s meticulous nature, he must be using his spiritual sense to monitor Mo Ruxue’s every move in the room, ensuring no slip that would let her overhear something she shouldn’t.
He had the ability and the finesse.
This was also one of Xu Sheng’s charms—absolute control over everything.
Just imagining such a superior made one’s legs weak.
Li Qingqing wished she could press her face against it.
This was no different from a baby’s arm… Even in these aspects, he was peerless.
On the surface, Li Qingqing showed no expression, but internally she was about to faint.
Xu Sheng reached out, his palm caressing Li Qingqing’s cheek.
Her face was small, and his fingers were long, his hand almost covering her entire face.
Li Qingqing’s eyes were seductive like silk threads. Xu Sheng took a deep breath and gently patted her cheek.
Li Qingqing almost began to spasm.
“Get up.”
Xu Sheng’s cold words instantly extinguished all of Li Qingqing’s desires.
Xu Sheng’s orders required absolute obedience.
No matter how much she wanted to help him, Li Qingqing wouldn’t defy him in the slightest.
Feeling disappointed, her calm eyes carried a trace of extreme despondency.
“I’ll call for you tonight,” Xu Sheng said instead.
Li Qingqing’s eyes widened slightly, and she nodded.
“Yes.”
…
‘Keeping distance, huh…’ That had been Xu Sheng’s plan.
But now it seemed that the people in this world, besides Mo Ruxue and Zhu Yuexi, were also incredibly real.
He didn’t know whether to praise the two for constructing such a perfect dream or the healing device for having such powerful computational ability.
However, Xu Sheng no longer intended to treat them as “false.”
Truth and falsehood intertwined; if he kept dwelling on that level, he would only sink deeper.
Moreover, for some reason, Xu Sheng always had a feeling—or an illusion—that this world was actually not “fake.”
This thought was too absurd.
Even if it occasionally flashed through his mind, Xu Sheng always just laughed and dismissed it.
Hmm… Besides these reasons. And also, who could resist a woman like Li Qingqing?
Especially after last night, when Xu Sheng saw the contrasting side beneath Li Qingqing’s eternally calm surface…
‘What truth? What falsehood? When you were jerking off to GalGames, why didn’t you think so much about it then?’
…
Night.
As the Sect Master of the Linxian Sect, Mo Ruxue naturally had a special method of contacting the Grand Elder of the sect.
She briefed the Grand Elder on the current situation and informed him of the plan, but naturally omitted the part about Xu Sheng.
At first, Mo Ruxue was worried that the Grand Elder might also be colluding with the Demon Cult, but since Xu Sheng’s list didn’t include him, she felt reassured and told him.
Maybe Mo Ruxue herself didn’t realize how much she trusted and depended on Xu Sheng.
After explaining everything, Mo Ruxue still couldn’t sleep.
Another day of envying Zhu Yuexi’s ability to sleep.
She always thought about everything that had happened with Xu Sheng during the day, the words he had said to her. ‘Grapes… Must eat…’
The contents of the picture book, which Mo Ruxue had selectively forgotten and slowly ignored, were now being recalled one by one.
If it were the old Mo Ruxue, who had never had intimate contact with anyone, even if she thought of these things, she would only feel shame.
But the current Mo Ruxue—Mo Ruxue, who had been in contact with Xu Sheng so many times—in terms of certain sensations, she had already opened Pandora’s box.
Once certain feelings were awakened…
Mo Ruxue inexplicably clamped her legs tightly together.
Unwilling to admit the feedback her own actions brought, she sat up from the bed in irritation.
Her cheeks were burning. Just then, a river breeze blew in, briefly clearing Mo Ruxue’s mind.
Since lying down only led to wild thoughts, she decided to get up and go outside for some fresh air.
…
Having been at this Peach Blossom Spring for a few days, she recalled that Xu Sheng seemed to meet her every night.
Today, however, he didn’t. Pushing open the door, Mo Ruxue’s thoughts scattered, always inexplicably drifting to Xu Sheng.
‘Hmm… it’s good that he didn’t come; he said he would go eat grapes tomorrow.’
Walking along the moonlit corridor, not far away was Langting, which offered a view of the vast river and moonlight.
Mo Ruxue remembered a few nights ago, Xu Sheng had been here… ‘…using his hand…’
Thinking of this, Mo Ruxue’s body, which had finally cooled from the river breeze, heated up again.
Following the corridor, she seemed to vaguely hear some sounds.
She became alert and quietly approached Langting, where she saw a figure. No… two figures.
Mo Ruxue’s pupils instantly dilated.
It was Xu Sheng sitting… and Li Qingqing kneeling before him…