All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 762: , 2

"If only I truly were a man..."

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The glow of the firewood pile inside the Daoist Temple was dim and heavy.

Su Bei gently wiped the two swords in the Sword Box, feeling the fresh flow of Qi coursing through his meridians as he muttered to himself, "The sword needs nurturing."

The Qingping Sword was already second nature to him, but when it came to the Missing Departure, there was still much to be desired in terms of control.

Amidst the myriad laws of the world, what countless cultivators sought was still that supreme longevity that could defy death. Only cultivators who had achieved minor longevity truly deserved the title of "Immortal," having initially achieved "Achieving Dao." For Sword Cultivators, it was about nurturing the person with the sword and the sword with the person. Although there was no such exaggeration as merging as one, if one wished to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, they had to, at the very least, nurture a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit of their own.

Su Bei slowly closed his eyes. His entire Dantian Knowledge Sea opened completely. His soul wafted out, merging with the heaven and earth around him, and he saw himself sitting cross-legged.

The soul twined around the Missing Departure for a moment, then returned to him.

Touching the sword again, he could feel it had grown a few degrees closer than just a moment ago.

Seeing this, Su Bei nodded in satisfaction. He then grabbed the Longsword, skewered a piece of pork, and began roasting it over the fire, saying, "The sword has been nurtured well."

Missing Departure: ...

Flower Bright Moon was shrouded in a light mist.

Footsteps approached softly from behind Su Bei, and within the flickering light of the fire, one could vaguely make out the familiar wisp of white gauze.

The sky was moonless, and everything around was somewhat dim.

A smile touched the corners of Su Bei's lips. Without looking, he wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, pulled her into his embrace, and laughed, "Ji Baoer, why have you come back alone?"

"Speak! Where did you leave Zi Jun?"

...

As he spoke, his desires began gradually to rise. Pressing upon her, his warmth brushed her earlobe, following the curves of her figure.

Li Zijun's eyes widened in shock, her mind going blank as Su Bei pulled her over without resistance.

Feeling his experienced hands fondling her, she couldn't think straight for a moment.

She had just bathed, and her body still carried a sweet fragrance, enveloping the Daoist Temple in a romantic atmosphere.

Her cheeks gradually turned rosy, but it was unclear whether it was due to the awkwardness of the actions or his hand gripping her wrist.

Su Bei frowned slightly, gradually realizing that something was off. Ji Baoer's body should have been fuller... and she wouldn't feel so inexperienced. He could even feel the woman beneath him trembling.

"Mas... Master."

Li Zijun finally recovered from her shock. She pushed at Su Bei somewhat frantically with her small hands, stammering nervously, "I'm not Sister Nan Ji... I'm Zi Jun..."

...

Her words carried a hint of grievance as she turned her body aside and looked away, biting her lip.

Su Bei was instantly stunned, leaning down to look at the woman before him in a daze.

What had he done that was no better than a beast's?

The atmosphere became awkward. Su Bei wanted to comfort her by stroking her head but feared the gesture might be misunderstood. His hand froze mid-air as he swallowed hard and said, "Disciple, your master did not know it was you... You are wearing your master's wife's clothes, and the firelight is dim..."

Li Zijun lowered her head and murmured a muffled response, her expression unclear.

"Master... Can you get off first?"

...

Su Bei gave her an awkward smile, then gently stood up. He touched his nose and, after a moment of thought, said, "Your master... really didn't know..."

As he said this, he reached for her snow-white wrist, intending to pull her to her feet.

The firelight flickered, casting its glow upon their faces as each harbored their own thoughts.

For some reason, looking at Li Zijun's delicate, jade-like face, Su Bei felt an impulsive desire rising within him, and his heart unexpectedly began to quicken.

Compared to Nan Ji, his recent actions had been quite bold, and the sensations Li Zijun provided were vastly different. Yet her tenderness, coupled with a faint, almost imperceptible distance, stirred a strange feeling within Su Bei.

As if forgetting the earlier awkwardness, Su Bei still raised his hand, extending two fingers tentatively toward Li Zijun's face.

After a pause, he finally touched that smooth, jade-like cheek.

Li Zijun's delicate body shivered slightly. Her intelligent eyes, bright as stars, widened slightly as she created a small space between them. This time, however, she didn't react fiercely. She closed her eyes, allowing Su Bei to gently caress her beautiful face with his two fingers.

As supple as jade.

Suddenly, Su Bei saw a tear, like a pearl, slip down from the corner of Li Zijun's eye, tracing her snow-white cheek.

Flickering firelight revealed two trails of tear marks.

Su Bei's hand paused. Then, it gently slid to Li Zijun's delicate, rosy chin, tilting her face toward him as he gazed at her exquisite features.

With two fingers, he gently wiped away her tears, and in a soft voice, said, "I'm sorry."

"As your master, I..."

Li Zijun's eyes, filled with tears, looked back at Su Bei.

She did not know why she was crying.

Was it because of his transgression?

Or because there would never be a future between them?

Seeing the momentary absent look in his eyes, Li Zijun did not know what expression to wear.

Was it helplessness?

"Flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water."

Li Zijun gently lifted her head. The corners of her mouth curled into a smile as she hid the last tear in the depths of her eyes, saying, "Your disciple does not blame you, Master. Sister Nan Ji gave me the dress, so Master mistook me for someone else." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

...

Su Bei gave a sheepish smile, suppressing the terrible thoughts that had just arisen in his mind.

All my disciples are so strange. Each one feels as though they have spent long years with me, as if there's an indecipherable emotion between us.

Just then, the door opened.

Ji Nanjue, dressed in a different outfit, walked in, an odd expression on her face as she surveyed the scene before her.

Barefoot, she sat down beside Su Bei, wiping away the lingering water droplets from her skin.

A hint of confusion flickered in her eyes. Normally, he would have pounced on me by now. Why is he so calm today?

What happened between them while I was away? The atmosphere was so strange.

"Husband, what is it? You seem distracted?"

Su Bei smiled at her and then embraced Ji Nanjue.

In Su Bei's embrace, Ji Nanjue seemed to sense a whirlwind of emotions. She tilted her head up and kissed the corner of his lips.

She had been thinking a lot. She knew the road ahead was long and arduous. The world could be heartless, often making their journey exceptionally difficult. Yet, this moment of tranquility brought her a profound sense of fulfillment.

Her mindset began to shift subtly.

Not asking to be together day and night, but grateful for having had the experience.

"It's nothing," Su Bei said. "It's late; we should sleep..."

Su Bei touched her hair.

Ji Nanjue stood up and took the distracted Li Zijun's hand. She carefully examined her dress on Li Zijun and nodded, saying, "Zi Jun looks quite good in this dress..."

Li Zijun's face turned bright red.

Then Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei and said, feigning coldness, "As a punishment, you'll sleep outside tonight, and I'll cuddle with Zi Jun. How's that, Zi Jun?"

She winked at Li Zijun.

Li Zijun hesitated, glancing first at Su Bei and then at Ji Nanjue beside her. She said with some reluctance, "That doesn't seem right... and it's going to rain outside."

Su Bei knew that Nan Ji was giving him a way out, probably having noticed the awkwardness just now.

His heart warmed as he looked at Ji Nanjue and said, "I'll just go outside then..."

Just then, the faint sound of footsteps approached from nearby.

The sudden noise made all three of them frown. Su Bei asked, puzzled, "Who could it be walking around this late at night?"

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