CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 208 THE QINGLIAN FAIRY IS NOT NORMAL, WEN ZHIXING, SAVE ME! [PLEASE SUBSCRIBE]_2

She, a mere servant girl, didn’t know much.

A good friend, one of the strongest in the outer sect...

Wen Zhixing slightly furrowed his brows.

If it was a gathering of good friends, then why was he being summoned?

Wen Zhixing faintly sensed that something was amiss.

But in his current situation, he lacked the capital to refuse. On another’s territory, he could only take things one step at a time.

Seeing that Wen Zhixing had stopped speaking, Lianxin continued to lead the way.

「...」

At this moment, Murong Fenghua was sitting opposite the Qinglian Fairy in a pavilion within a courtyard. On the table between them, a spread of wine cups lay.

The Qinglian Fairy’s face was full of mirth as she held up her cherished good wine, endlessly clinking cups and drinking heartily.

Today, her attire was not as casual as before. She had clearly taken great care with her appearance.

She wore a snow-white long dress, cinched at the waist with a gold thread belt that perfectly accentuated her slender figure, so slim it seemed a hand could span it. Embroidered at the hem was a lifelike lotus flower, adding to her elegance. Her hair was pinned up high, revealing her slender neck. Her fair skin, like polished jade, was so delicate it seemed it would break at the slightest touch, a sight that invited one’s gaze and tempted one to reach out.

Li Juncheng stood smiling behind her. He seemed like a dedicated and tireless attendant.

In contrast, Murong Fenghua’s expression was a bit colder. She simply wore a moon-white, wide-sleeved robe that highlighted her graceful curves while also bringing a sense of purity and coolness. Her icy demeanor created a sense of distance, but it did not detract from her ethereal beauty.

Xiuxiu, who had earlier looked extremely old, had now miraculously regained her youthful appearance. Even her cultivation had greatly improved; she now quietly stood guard nearby.

The Qinglian Fairy’s face was petite and exquisite, yet she tipped her head back and drained the cup of good wine in one gulp. She then burst out laughing as she set down the wine jug, exclaiming, "HAHAHA! It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so carefree!"

Even in a skirt, her actions remained as bold and unrestrained as ever.

"Qinglian, after all these years, you haven’t changed," said Murong Fenghua, her cherry-like lips parting slightly as she gently sipped. Her slightly lifted eyes, however, seemed to hold a hint of helplessness.

Ah. She hadn’t expected that, after all these years, Qinglian Fairy would still be so persistent. To outsiders, they appeared to be close friends. But only she knew the truth—this Qinglian Fairy was not normal. She harbored a certain unusual affection for her. Although it had never been openly addressed, both were well aware of it. Murong Fenghua had been taken advantage of by her several times. Seriously, who could understand this predicament? She was normal; she just wanted to find a male Taoist companion! In the past, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to find one; it was that before any prospects could even blossom, Qinglian Fairy had interfered. If she had known from the start that Qinglian Fairy had... issues, she would have kept her distance long ago. But alas, the two were friends of many years. Moreover, Qinglian Fairy had saved her life on numerous occasions. She couldn’t just sever ties outright. Part of the reason she had ventured out alone back then was to avoid Qinglian Fairy. She had hoped that after so many years, Qinglian Fairy would either have become normal or found someone else. She thought she wouldn’t be involved anymore. But she had vastly underestimated the depth of Qinglian Fairy’s feelings for her.

Murong Fenghua’s gaze involuntarily drifted to Li Juncheng standing behind Qinglian Fairy.

Useless oaf! Stop being such a simp and just make your move! Show her what a real man is capable of! What are you doing standing back there fawning like a pathetic dog?!

Li Juncheng frowned. Wait a second... that look Murong Fenghua just gave me felt a bit off. It was as if I was being scolded. But I have no proof.

"Fenghua, where have you been all these years?"

Qinglian Fairy stood up and moved closer to Murong Fenghua. Then, they naturally drew close, squeezing together, and Qinglian Fairy’s restless, slender white hands snaked around Murong Fenghua’s waist. Her mouth curled into a faint, barely discernible smile.

She had succeeded. Heh heh. This feels so smooth...

Murong Fenghua’s body stiffened slightly.

Before she knew about Qinglian Fairy’s... inclinations, she’d been groped like this before. Back then, they used to tease and fool around, but looking back, it’s clear she was the only one losing out.

"Cough, I had some trouble and have been healing from injury," Murong Fenghua managed a strained smile, inching away slightly.

"You’re hurt? Where? Let me have a look!" Qinglian Fairy immediately followed, her other hand reaching out directly to Murong Fenghua’s neckline, her eyes showing a touch of urgency.

"I’ve already recovered," Murong Fenghua muttered, her lips twitching as her own slender hands darted out to block the wandering hand. At the same time, she swiftly stood up.

Seriously! What is wrong with her?! After all these years, it seems Qinglian Fairy’s problem has only gotten worse! She used to at least try to hide it. Now, she doesn’t even bother! Has she been bottling this up for centuries? Is she finally about to burst?

"Recovered, you say? Well, that’s good."

However, just as Murong Fenghua stood up, Qinglian Fairy chuckled and reached for her again. Her slender white hands wrapped around Murong Fenghua’s arm.

A game of cat and mouse.

Back then, my cultivation was far superior to Qinglian Fairy’s, so it wasn’t a huge problem. At worst, I could just subdue her. But now... my cultivation hasn’t recovered to its peak; I’m not even in the Primordial Fetus Realm. Meanwhile, after all these years of practice, Qinglian Fairy’s cultivation has long reached the peak of the Primordial Fetus Realm. I’m actually a little afraid to provoke her, fearing she might completely lose it.

Wen Zhixing, you have to get here, quickly! Murong Fenghua prayed. Unable to escape, Murong Fenghua could only stand her ground, feeling the soft, cloying sensation from her arm. A flicker of desperation crossed her eyes. She had never waited for someone as eagerly as she did now.

The reason I sent Lianxin to find Wen Zhixing... it was a desperate move, like clutching at straws. Qinglian Fairy isn’t interested in men, right? Well, I’ll find a real man for her! Force her to become normal! More contact with a real man... that might just be the cure! A Pure Yang Body! That’s manly enough, isn’t it?! Even I would find it hard to control myself after prolonged contact with someone of such a Constitution. The union of Yin and Yang is the law of nature itself!

It’s all up to you now, Wen Zhixing, Murong Fenghua closed her eyes and prayed. This crazy woman, you’re the only one who can handle her. I really have no other choice. I can’t beat her, and I can’t let word of this get out. No matter what, Qinglian Fairy risked her life to save me multiple times. I can’t just ruin her reputation.

「...」

Meanwhile, guided by Lianxin, Wen Zhixing followed the pebble-paved path to its end.

"Mr. Wen, we’ve arrived," Lianxin spoke up, then stood aside, gesturing for Wen Zhixing to continue forward.

"Thank you." Wen Zhixing nodded to Lianxin and looked up.

There before him was a towering building with soaring eaves and turned-up corners. The building materials were extraordinary, with blocks of jade embedded in the external walls, displaying sheer luxury. It was clearly Murong Fenghua’s residence.

I’m not sure what’s going on. His heart began to beat a little faster. I have a bad feeling about this. But... I still have to go in and see what’s happening.

As soon as he stepped into the garden, Wen Zhixing felt a refreshing breeze and a faint floral scent. Looking around, he saw a courtyard lush with greenery. It was planted with exotic flowers and rare herbs that bloomed year-round. Several clusters of emerald bamboo stood nearby, their beauty complementing the flowers, creating a dazzling and captivating scene.

It has to be said, while the mansion looked dilapidated from the outside, the interior landscaping is exceptionally beautiful.

In the center of the courtyard stood an elegant pavilion. Surrounding it were artificial mountains constructed from piled stones. A clear pond encircled it, where colorful little fish could occasionally be seen flicking their tails as they surfaced.

"Wen Zhixing, come over here, quickly!" Just then, Murong Fenghua in the pavilion’s eyes brightened, and she shouted directly at Wen Zhixing.

Hahaha, he’s here! He’s finally here! Murong Fenghua was ecstatic.

At her words, everyone else turned their attention sharply towards Wen Zhixing.

WHOOSH!

Wen Zhixing took a step back.

What’s going on?! Why is Murong Fenghua so enthusiastic to see me? This is definitely suspicious! There must be a trap!