Chapter 12: Can I kiss the Sect Leader?

“Take another step… and I’ll kill you!” Song Ruoxue said coldly, leaning heavily against the sofa, forming a hand seal to circulate her energy.

An endless wave of fatigue assaulted her divine sense.

If she could just meditate quietly for half an hour… she could definitely neutralize the Soul-Devouring Incense, but could she last that long?

“Sect Master Song is truly arrogant, just as the rumors say!” The scruffy-bearded man chuckled. “The outside world rumors of a millennium-old iceberg, aloof from worldly desires. Are you truly unaffected, or have you been enduring it all this time? Hahaha.”

‘This guy…’ Song Ruoxue gritted her teeth. The potency of the Soul-Devouring Incense was beyond her imagination. It was impossible to refine it…

‘Damn it.’

‘I shouldn’t have been so careless… The Sword Sect has been in decline for so long, I should have anticipated a day like this.’

Regret, self-blame, and fear. Many emotions swirled in her mind like a legion of resilient toy soldiers, only to be devoured by a black fog.

Drowsiness and fatigue washed over her.

“Song Ruoxue, just sleep peacefully,” the scruffy-bearded man said, squinting.

“You…” With all her strength, Song Ruoxue couldn’t utter a single word.

Her consciousness was in chaos.

Her body felt as if it were shackled, so heavy, as if it were being dragged into the earth’s crust.

It was getting darker and darker, she couldn’t even see the scene before her clearly…

She was about to faint.

Once something happened to her, everything about the Sword Sect would be over.

She would lose everything. The pursuits she had once yearned for would all go to waste, vanishing like smoke.

The rise of the Sword Sect she longed for, her own life and all her future time with her junior sister would all come to an end.

‘This outcome… I don’t want it!’

‘I don’t want to lose anymore!’

‘I must… stay awake.’

‘And kill this bastard.’

—Whoosh.

A ray of light shot past. The stone brick floor cracked inch by inch, spreading to an infinite distance, piercing through the wall.

“Damn! You b*tch!” A deep, bloody gash was cut on the scruffy-bearded man’s shoulder.

“You b*tch, arrogant and brainless. I was going to spare your life, but you had to be a b*tch. You deserve to be ostracized, you deserve to have no one in your Sword Sect!”

Song Ruoxue bit her tongue, the taste of blood spreading. She continuously wiped away her hazy consciousness, wiping it, wiping it like glass until it was clear. But countless raindrops still fell, obscuring the glass.

The glass trembled.

It trembled so much that it was about to shatter.

‘I really want to kill this guy…’

‘Kill this guy… I have to kill him, I must kill him.’

“Out of strength, are you? Hahaha, a person like you has never felt love in your life, have you? I’ll come and love you right now.” The scruffy-bearded man walked forward step by step.

Song Ruoxue gradually lost focus.

The scenery before her eyes dimmed, and she lost all feeling in her limbs. A bitter taste filled her mouth. It must have been from biting her tongue and bleeding too much just now.

‘So bitter.’

‘Could it be that I made the wrong choice?’

‘If I hadn’t cultivated the Ice Spirit Root… then I wouldn’t have suffered an internal injury, and I wouldn’t have to deliberately suppress my emotions. I could also, like many people, embrace the person I love.’

‘Song Ruoxue, this really isn’t like you. You said that once you make a choice, you will never regret it.’

‘Mmm, no regrets.’

‘It’s just… occasionally I also yearn, that at a time like this, some beautiful and heroic person could stand up and protect me.’

‘She should shine like the sun.’

‘Be as gentle as the moon.’

‘And as lively as a flowing stream.’

‘And then, we would love each other. And if possible, could we not be separated, never be separated…’

‘Alright, that’s too much to ask for. What am I fantasizing about?’

‘The big iceberg, isn’t that you? Song Ruoxue.’

“b*tch, tell me, should I invade your sea of consciousness first and turn you into an idiot, or should I let you have some fun first before turning you into an idiot? Hahaha.” The scruffy-bearded man laughed heartily.

His laughter was like the beating of a drum, reverberating through the tavern.

“It’s just you and me here. No one will come to help you. I advise you not to resist, or I’ll make you wish you were dead!” The scruffy-bearded man took out a small knife.

‘Even if no one helps me… so what?’

‘If I can, I will definitely kill you!’

Song Ruoxue’s eyelashes slowly closed.

In the final moment before her consciousness blurred, a sweet and fierce shout, like a honey peach, suddenly sounded in her ear. It was so cute and so familiar.

‘This is!?’

—“Idiot, get lost! In this world, only this young lady can conquer her!”

This is… With great effort, she opened her eyes. A slender back, snow-white hair.

‘How could it be Junior Sister?’

‘She should be hiding outside!’

‘No, she can’t be here. It’s too dangerous here… Junior Sister, come here quickly, hide quickly.’

In her vision, that back slowly turned around. The crystal lamp on the ceiling flickered with a rosy glow, shining on that face as beautiful as a hibiscus flower emerging from the water. Those tender eyes, so dazzling… ‘I can’t see clearly.’

Song Ruoxue propped herself up and rubbed her eyes.

She could finally see a little clearer…’eh?’

‘Junior Sister is crying again?’

‘Such a crybaby.’

‘Don’t cry, I’m fine.’

“Sect Master.” Su Li’er squatted down slightly, her eyes shimmering with moisture, infinitely gentle. “You sleep now. Leave the rest to Little Li.”

‘No, I can’t sleep. Junior Sister, you have no cultivation, you can’t be here… you have to leave quickly, leave quickly!’

“The Sect Master’s expression is so ugly. Are you planning to let Little Li escape first? But I won’t, you know.”

Su Li’er’s heart trembled. She reached out and gently caressed Song Ruoxue’s cheek. So cold. So she has been tormented by illness all this time, is she this cold?

‘No, you have to escape, you can’t defeat him… you can’t stay here.’

‘Go quickly…’

“Does this expression mean… the Sect Master is about to faint?” Su Li’er’s eyes curved, and she rubbed her moist eyes.

“Little Li is very unhappy, you know? That guy said such things about our Sword Sect, and cursed you so viciously. I am very… very, very unhappy!”

‘So the big ice cold Sect Master would also show such an expression one day.’

‘Are you going to cry?’

‘Hee hee, then Little Li didn’t come out for nothing. I’ve gained something~’

Song Ruoxue’s eyes were moist. She opened her mouth several times, but no sound came out even with all her might.

Su Li’er leaned down slightly, hesitated for a moment, and gently pinched that cold cheek. It was soft, but a little cold to the touch. “Sect Master, when you wake up, Little Li wants to kiss you, okay?”

Song Ruoxue powerlessly closed her eyes.

“If you don’t say anything… then I’ll take it that the Sect Master has agreed?” Su Li’er was reluctant to let go.

Only at the last moment, when she was sure that Song Ruoxue had fallen into a deep sleep.

Did Su Li’er turn around. An absolute chill filled her eyes as she stared at the scruffy-bearded man not far away. Her gaze was like an ice pick, about to pierce through everything.

“So you’re the only pitiful junior sister of the Sword Sect?” The scruffy-bearded man sneered.

“You don’t even have any cultivation, and you’re worthy of standing before me? Oh? Or do you want to join in too? Hahaha.”

Su Li’er just looked at him coldly.

‘Remaining lifespan: five days.’

‘That’s enough.’

‘I’m killing him simply because I don’t like the look of him!’

—Whoosh!

A gale swept through.

In the swirling dust, nine ethereal shadows slowly took shape.

Su Li’er stared blankly ahead, her nine tails swaying slightly behind her, her eyes displaying a captivating and mysterious cherry blossom pink.

“You, it’s time for you to die.”