Chapter 31: A Confession at Mach 2

Hearing Moweila’s words, Bai Yu could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Though the Witch could be insufferable at times, her precognitive abilities were remarkably reliable.

So far, everything she had predicted had come true without a single error, even if the processes were fraught with danger.

Bai Yu let out a soft breath and finally took stock of her surroundings.

She was nestled in Lu Xingyao’s arms, enveloped in her warmth.

‘This feels… rather nice.’

When Lu Xingyao noticed her embrace was calming Bai Yu, she held her tighter, resting Bai Yu’s head against her chest.

Instantly, a pleasant fragrance filled Bai Yu’s senses.

‘So fragrant!’

Bai Yu even had the urge to bury her face completely and nuzzle against her.

But the current situation was far too serious for such thoughts; Bai Yu wasn’t that shameless.

After indulging for a moment, Bai Yu pulled herself from the gentle haven.

Still, she found herself wanting more.

The female driver in the front seat saw this in the rearview mirror but showed no reaction.

Her only task was to drive; everything else was none of her concern.

Bai Yu’s face flushed red, and she didn’t dare to look at Lu Xingyao.

“Xingyao…”

Bai Yu’s voice was faint.

The intimacy reminded her of what Lu Xingyao had done in the car earlier.

That sudden kiss left her too flustered to even bring it up.

Before she became a girl, Lu Xingyao had always been good to her, but she had never crossed that line.

Now, things were completely different.

It was as if a switch had been flipped in Lu Xingyao, who launched a relentless offensive that Bai Yu, with her complete lack of romantic experience, was powerless to resist.

“What’s wrong, Xiao Yu? Are you still worried?”

Lu Xingyao gently pinched Bai Yu’s cheek.

No matter how many times she looked, she could never tire of Bai Yu’s beautiful face.

It was truly perfect.

While those who possessed a Witch’s Spiritual Core were never unattractive, none could compare to Bai Yu.

As the eldest daughter of her family, she had met other wielders of a Witch’s Spiritual Core and many influential figures in the mystical world.

But none had ever captivated her heart like Bai Yu.

Even when Bai Yu was male, she had felt a budding attraction.

Now that Bai Yu had transformed, Lu Xingyao could no longer hold back; she was determined to make Bai Yu hers, no matter what.

“No, it’s just… I want to know what you think of me, Xingyao.”

“What I think of you?! What aspect are you interested in, Bai Yu?”

Lu Xingyao’s heart immediately began to pound.

She wondered if Bai Yu had discovered the things she’d done.

The things she did while Bai Yu was asleep in the car, and those unspeakable acts while Bai Yu slept in her bed at home.

“You know… *that* aspect.”

Bai Yu was still quite embarrassed, but she was deeply moved that Lu Xingyao had risked so much to save her.

‘Could this be the suspension bridge effect?’

“Actually, I know what you did in the car, Xingyao. I wasn’t asleep.”

Bai Yu lowered her head.

Because she was shorter, Lu Xingyao could only see the stubborn cowlick bobbing on her head.

Hearing Bai Yu’s words, Lu Xingyao froze on the spot, her hands, which had been caressing Bai Yu, halting their movements.

So her suspicion was true.

She had thought something was off at the time; Bai Yu had even responded when she’d done those things to her.

“So you knew all along, Bai Yu…”

“Mhm.”

Bai Yu pressed against Lu Xingyao, her body relaxing as she savored the tranquil moment.

“Are you… against it, Bai Yu?”

Lu Xingyao steeled herself.

Since it had come to this, she decided to go all in.

What if Bai Yu just agreed?

“It’s not that, it’s just… I’m a little shy.”

Bai Yu kept her head down, not daring to look at Lu Xingyao.

This was all a bit too much for her to handle.

“I’ve always liked you, Bai Yu.”

Lu Xingyao had Bai Yu sit up straight, her expression serious as she looked intently into her eyes.

“Eh!”

Bai Yu was startled.

She never imagined Lu Xingyao would be so direct and confess right then and there.

‘Is this the confidence of a childhood friend?!’

Bai Yu’s heart hammered in her chest.

This was playing dirty.

How could she possibly… refuse?

“Whether it was the Xiao Yu of the past or the Xiao Yu of now, I’ve always liked you. It’s just that now… I really can’t hold back anymore. I’ve felt this way since we were children.”

Bai Yu didn’t know how to respond and could only manage a slight nod.

But that wasn’t enough to satisfy Lu Xingyao.

She captured Bai Yu’s lips in a kiss, deciding that actions were the only true way to express herself.

The fact that Bai Yu didn’t resist at all was the best proof.

Unlike before, she was fully conscious now, completely sharing this moment with Lu Xingyao.

In the dead of night, a black sedan sped through the darkness at Mach 2, racing toward the outskirts of the city.

Ordinarily, it would be impossible for a car to reach such a terrifying speed; it would have taken flight long before then.

Moreover, no human possessed the physical stamina or reaction time to control a vehicle at that velocity.

But this was no ordinary car, and the driver was no ordinary person.

Much like the aircraft Tianyu had taken from Italy, this car was an exceedingly rare artifact vehicle.

Lu Xingyao’s family had spared no expense to ensure her safety.

Even the female driver was a high-ranking Arcanist.

Though she noticed Lu Xingyao’s actions, she didn’t disturb the two of them.

After all, the family had long known about Lu Xingyao’s feelings for Bai Yu.

In fact, Bai Yu’s father had even arranged a marriage contract for them when they were children.

It was a perfectly normal affair.

The only change was that Bai Yu had become a Witch, but such a minor detail was hardly an issue.

In the back seat, Lu Xingyao broke the kiss and gazed lovingly at Bai Yu.

Lu Xingyao could hardly contain her excitement.

Her long-held wish had finally come true, and she desperately wanted to go home, throw Bai Yu on the bed…

and then…

But it was all the fault of that damn cult and that blasted Outer God invasion for ruining her moment.

Lu Xingyao swore that she would make that insolent Outer God pay the price.

Bai Yu lay in Lu Xingyao’s arms, her eyes closed in bliss.

Even Moweila didn’t disturb her this time.

After all, she had been through too many battles recently, both in dreams and in reality, facing opponents of unimaginable power.

With soft, even breaths, Bai Yu drifted off to sleep.

Noticing Bai Yu had fallen asleep, Lu Xingyao set the scythe she was holding aside and gently stroked Bai Yu’s long, silver-white hair.

Seeing Bai Yu so small and vulnerable stirred a powerful protective instinct in Lu Xingyao, making her want to possess her completely.