Chapter 49: The Excited Yueluo

Hearing this, Xiao Yueluo struggled, twisting her shoulders, clutching the corner of the blanket tightly against her chest.

Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes, looking utterly wronged.

“A misunderstanding?

My underwear is soaked through, and my body is covered in red marks—and that’s also a misunderstanding?!

By the time you got here, she must have already finished!”

“Oh, come on!”

Su Qingyan stomped her foot in frustration.

“After you passed out last night, your spiritual root mutated!

A bunch of patterns appeared all over your body—those marks aren’t from being pinched.

Stop crying and calm down.

Quiet your mind and sense your dantian!”

Spiritual root… mutation?

Xiao Yueluo froze.

She looked at Su Qingyan with a mix of doubt and hope, then slowly closed her eyes.

Her divine sense sank downward.

Following her damaged, withered meridians, she probed deep into her dantian.

The next second, Xiao Yueluo’s eyes snapped open, filled with disbelief.

Her dantian was still damaged, and that stagnant, crippled aura hadn’t fully dissipated.

But!

Within that once-dead ruin, two distinct yet complementary streams of faint energy now swirled.

One was bitingly cold.

The other, soft and gentle.

This was… a dual-attribute Ice and Water spiritual root?!

One root, two attributes?

Though she could barely absorb the faint wisps of spiritual energy from the air, this meant Bai Yue’s method actually worked!

So these red marks on her body weren’t from Bai Yue at all?

And her soreness… was backlash from the spiritual root reconstruction?

But—

Xiao Yueluo bit her lower lip and stole a glance at Bai Yue, seated by the table.

Bai Yue was holding a teacup.

Her usually icy, unapproachable face still bore a lingering flush that hadn’t fully faded.

The seductive trace at the corners of her eyes was impossible to hide, and there was an air of… peculiar satisfaction about her.

Xiao Yueluo narrowed her eyes.

If Bai Yue hadn’t touched her last night, then how did she end up like this?

In the dead of night, leaving her—a great beauty—alone, where on earth did she go to fool around?!

Did she have absolutely no charm whatsoever?

A strange sense of defeat welled up in Xiao Yueluo’s heart, and she let out an involuntary whimper.

Seeing Xiao Yueluo finally calm down, Bai Yue knew Su Qingyan had managed to explain things.

She couldn’t be bothered with Xiao Yueluo’s complicated, gossipy gaze.

What she cared about now was that Xiao Yueluo absolutely reeked.

The stench of foul impurities expelled from her meridians was giving Bai Yue a headache.

She turned to Su Qingyan, who was still frozen in her hugging pose, looking a bit dazed.

“Su Qingyan.”

Bai Yue’s voice was low and raspy.

“Y-Yes!

Master!”

Su Qingyan jolted, reflexively letting go and snapping upright.

The moment the word left her mouth, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

Su Qingyan’s face flushed crimson, wishing she could bite off her tongue.

Bai Yue raised an eyebrow slightly but didn’t dwell on the title.

“Weren’t you going to call for water?”

Snapping out of it, Su Qingyan nodded quickly: “Right, right!

I’ll go!”

“Wait.”

Bai Yue paused, her gaze darkening slightly.

“Get an extra tub.

I need a bath too.”

“Yes!

Right away!”

Su Qingyan turned and lifted her skirt as she dashed out the door.

Once in the hallway, she leaned against the wall, clutching her pounding chest and letting out a long breath.

What the hell was that?

She had called her “Master” out of habit.

Come to think of it, it had been a long time since Bai Yue had given her such a cold order.

Though her tone was light, it carried an undeniable pressure.

In that moment, she felt as if she were back under Bai Yue’s dominating control.

Su Qingyan patted her burning cheeks and didn’t dare delay any further.

She hurried downstairs.

***

Thud.

The door closed again.

Now only Bai Yue and Xiao Yueluo remained in the room.

Without Su Qingyan to mediate, the atmosphere grew subtly tense.

Bai Yue leaned back in her chair, eyes closed, rubbing her throbbing temples.

“Hey.”

From the bed, Xiao Yueluo, still wrapped in the blanket, had been staring at Bai Yue for a while before finally speaking.

“What.”

Bai Yue didn’t even open her eyes.

“What did you do last night?”

Xiao Yueluo asked tentatively, her curiosity undisguised.

“You look like this…”

“Kids shouldn’t meddle in adult affairs.”

Bai Yue cut her off coldly, a hint of irritation in her voice.

“Who’s a kid!”

Those words struck a nerve.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Xiao Yueluo exploded.

“I’m already eighteen—I’m an adult!”

“Adult?”

Bai Yue finally stopped rubbing her temples.

She slowly opened her eyes and cast a calm glance at Xiao Yueluo on the bed.

Her gaze traveled past the edge of the blanket, pausing briefly on Xiao Yueluo’s chest—a flat, utterly unremarkable expanse that could be described as a vast, open plain.

Then, the corner of Bai Yue’s mouth curled into an unmistakable sneer.

“Oh.”

She looked away and uttered four words.

“I couldn’t tell.”

“You—!”

Xiao Yueluo was furious.

This was a crushing insult.

She grabbed the pillow behind her and hurled it at Bai Yue with all her might.

“Drop dead!”

The pillow flew toward her with a whoosh.

Bai Yue didn’t flinch.

She merely tilted her head slightly.

The pillow grazed past her ear and smacked against the wall behind her, falling to the floor.

Effortless.

But in the moment she dodged, Bai Yue had to engage her core muscles to steady herself.

This slight motion pulled at a strained muscle deep in her thigh from the night before.

“Hiss…”

Bai Yue inhaled sharply, her brow furrowing in pain.

“What’s wrong?”

Xiao Yueluo, despite her anger, was alarmingly perceptive.

She immediately caught Bai Yue’s brief stiffness and pained expression.

“Nothing.”

Bai Yue took a deep breath, quickly steadying herself, and lied expressionlessly.

“Sitting too long.

Leg fell asleep.”

“Leg fell asleep and you gasp like that?

Who are you trying to fool?”

Xiao Yueluo wasn’t buying it.

“None of your business.”

“How is it none of my business?”

Xiao Yueluo said with righteous indignation.

“We’re in this together now!

Look at the state you’re in—people will think we’re some disreputable band of female cultivators!”

Bai Yue let out a cold laugh.

“Worry about yourself first.

Take a whiff,” she shot back without mercy.

Xiao Yueluo’s face stiffened.

She lowered her head and sniffed under the blanket.

“Ugh—”

A pungent, sour stench hit her square in the face.

Xiao Yueluo gagged, nearly vomiting.

“Damn.

Good thing there’s no one else here.

If anyone saw the two of us like this, we’d never prove our innocence.”

Bai Yue couldn’t be bothered to waste more words.

She stood up.

Though her legs were still trembling faintly, she forced herself steady and walked to the window.

“Don’t get too excited.

Hurry up and clean yourself.

Bathe, change into clean clothes.

We’re leaving today.”

“Leaving?

Where to?”

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