CHAPTER 200: CHAPTER 163: TONIGHT, THE MOONLIGHT IS DUST-FREE. (PLEASE SUBSCRIBE!!)_1

Inside the room.

Mo Li gently caressed Su Bei’s cheek, her body aching slightly as she gently picked up the dagger in her hand.

"Master..."

Everything that was mine, everything that was Master’s, it’s all finally mine, mine alone.

Albeit with the help of a dream.

Tears flowed, gently blossoming on Mo Li’s delicate cheeks, the blush by her ears lingering for a long time.

The air was filled with a scent unique to her and him, carrying a hint of sweetness. Everything was quiet and serene.

How I wish all of this could be eternal.

Suddenly, Mo Li’s eyes sharpened. The items she had placed nearby as a precaution alerted her; it seemed she sensed someone approaching.

This is bad!

Enduring the discomfort in her body, she returned the dagger to her storage ring, bit her lower lip, and gently rose.

POP.

She hastily threw on her clothes, which lay on the ground, then quickly covered Su Bei with the brocade quilt before staggering out the door.

「...」

Dan Wulan tiptoed toward Su Bei’s room. She was too nervous to notice any strange sounds.

Suppressing the tremor of nervousness in her heart, she gazed down at the Mesmerizing Soul Scent in her hand, her crimson lips parting slightly as she murmured, "Senior Brother, I’m sorry. I really didn’t want to do this."

Yet, a strange feeling stirred in her heart. He was clearly the one who took advantage, so why should I be apologizing?

Then she took a deep breath and ignited the Mesmerizing Soul Scent in her hand.

Watching the wisps of smoke drift towards Su Bei’s room, Dan Wulan bit her thin lips gently, her eyes filled with a hint of anticipation.

After a considerable while, deeming enough time had passed, Dan Wulan murmured to herself, "Senior Brother should be sound asleep by now."

Her small hands clenched her skirt tightly, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Dan Wulan, haven’t you already made up your mind?

Haven’t you decided to make the deed irreversible?

Then, a resolute expression flashed across her delicate face. Her cool, clear eyes held a touch of shyness as she climbed in through the window.

Dan Wulan looked at the disarray before her. Her delicate eyebrows gently furrowed, and she wrinkled her delicate nose, muttering to herself, "Why is there a strange scent? Could it be left by this Mesmerizing Soul Scent?"

Moonlight sprinkled in, casting indistinct shadows. Dan Wulan noticed faint water stains on the ground leading from Su Bei’s bedside to the doorway. She instinctively glanced up; the roof didn’t appear to be leaking. Where did this water come from? she wondered.

However, she didn’t have time to dwell on it, as her eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.

Then, her garments slipped off gently, revealing arms as white as ivory. She reached out, her fingers lightly caressing the cheek of the man she had longed for day and night, whispering softly, "Senior Brother, the peach blossoms are about to bloom."

"But Junior Sister cannot wait any longer."

Gazing at his lips, she leaned in and pressed a kiss against them, as light as a dragonfly skimming the surface of water.

Su Bei’s nose twitched twice. Dan Wulan jumped in fright, hurriedly rising and scrutinizing him closely.

Could it be that the Mesmerizing Soul Scent hasn’t taken effect yet?

Impossible! I made sure over a long period; he absolutely shouldn’t have woken up!

She pursed her lips, waited for a few breaths, and seeing that Su Bei indeed hadn’t woken, she finally let out a long sigh of relief, murmuring softly, "Hopefully, this Mesmerizing Soul Scent works as Third Senior Brother said it would."

"Just two hours will be enough!"

With that, she gently began to remove her clothes. Just as she was about to proceed to the next step, Su Bei’s eyes opened in the darkness.

Their eyes met.

The dream was undone.

「...」

Su Bei lay in bed, deeply asleep.

He felt as if he had experienced a long dream. Strangely, though he was clearly aware he was dreaming, everything within the dream remained incredibly vague.

A man seemed to be holding a sword, which he thrust toward a woman.

Instantly, the entire world shattered, and the man vanished from sight.

The woman silently fell. Her body then gradually faded, transforming into a streak of light before disappearing completely.

A wave of heat washed over his body; his entire being seemed to be gradually warming up.

Is this a dream? Why is it so clear?

Su Bei watched the scene before him like a detached observer, his consciousness seemingly drifting uncontrollably.

Dust was everywhere, bloodstains, corpses, shouts of battle, and the ringing of swords!

Amidst the vast Sword Qi, Su Bei felt as insignificant as an ant. Then, he looked up and saw a figure!

A figure stood thus between heaven and earth, as if he alone existed in the entire world.

He stretched out his hand. One by one, swords began to circle by his side, followed by countless Golden Age Lotuses blossoming magnificently!

In the next moment, the figure swung his sword!

Instantly, countless streaks of golden light burst forth in the sky, their coverage so vast they nearly enveloped the entire firmament. The sword’s momentum was like the great tide of a river at dusk, swift and powerful. The figure swung his sword unceasingly, and the rolling golden light was like the relentless, never-ending waves of a great ocean tide, one following another, inexhaustible.

And then, beneath the entire expanse of the sky, nothing remained but magnificent golden light!

Sealing the heavens, leaving no gap.

Just as Su Bei tried to move closer to observe the somewhat familiar figure, the world suddenly spun, and then everything once again dissolved into nothingness.