The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts-Chapter 423 - 422: Sword! Come!

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Chapter 423: Chapter 422: Sword! Come!

Lin Shuang once again soared into the air, flying forward, fleeing from the black-veiled bad woman chasing him from behind.

While flying, he found the time to shout back at the bad woman.

"Hey, female warrior behind me, I’ve been chased by you for so long, can we get to know each other?"

"Young Master Lin sure knows how to joke~"

Her captivating laughter, like a strong wind, engulfed the blossoms scattered across the mountains and valleys, blooming right next to Lin Shuang’s ears.

Even a flower drifted into his ear canal, and he could actually hear the sound of the flower bud blooming.

"Also, you should refer to me as Fairy~"

What Fairy, more like a Demoness.

The Demoness’s laughter was so powerful that flowers and grass all over the mountains swayed and scattered petal rain because of her laugh.

Such lack of appreciation for beauty!

Lin Shuang secretly pondered, this definitely wasn’t a low-martial world, right? With the Demoness being so fierce and his flying so fast and steady.

Is he cultivating in a dream? Is he a Nascent Soul or did he achieve Harmonization?

There’s no way it’s the Third Rank of Fighting Power!

We’re supposed to be a school romance comedy! How did it turn into cultivation all of a sudden! The art style is all wrong now, hey!

What’s the fun in all this fighting, dating is much more fun!

Lin Shuang continued to talk to the relentlessly pursuing Demoness behind him, "Demon... ah no, Fairy, do I owe you Silver Tael?"

"Not at all~"

The Demoness’s singing-like intonations, that went up and down like a sigh, reminded Lin Shuang of Yubing.

But he was far too familiar with Yubing’s voice, having heard her gentle singing in every situation, and he had played every note from low to high on the piano.

Yubing’s vocal range was quite wide!

But this Demoness’s voice was evidently even worse than Yubing’s by a notch!

Yubing’s position as the top bad woman is in jeopardy!

Lin Shuang analyzed calmly and declared, "...Then Fairy, could it be that you are carrying my child?"

The Demoness laughed even louder, "Young Master, don’t run away, just stop for a while, I can carry your child now too, huh? Do you want a boy or a girl? Maybe twins would be even better?"

I’m totally buying your wickedness now!

Lin Shuang ran faster, legs pumping.

He didn’t owe her money, nor was he heartless, what did this Demoness want chasing him for so long!

It surely couldn’t be that she likes him!

The Demoness definitely wants to harvest his essence! According to those cultivation novels, maybe he is the once-in-a-millennium Purest Yang Body, just one touch from him and the Demoness might ascend on the spot and evolve into a female demon lord or something.

That must be it!

With his imaginations done, Lin Shuang took off running.

"I will never let you get me, ah ah ah! Even if you get my body, you won’t get my heart!"

Keep chasing! Even if you catch me, I won’t mess around with you, heh heh heh!

"The more Young Master runs, the more excited I am~"

What kind of dream is this!

After chatting amiably with him, the Demoness seemed even more enthusiastic as streaks of Sword Qi flew from behind, not injuring him but turning his white robe into an amusing fishnet made of white silk!

His chest and abs were all exposed!

"Young Master is really good-looking~"

Lin Shuang could hear the Demoness swallowing saliva! Slurping noises!

This fishnet outfit might as well be not worn, wearing it might just give the Demoness a buff!

Just like how Lin Shuang usually likes Yubing to keep her stockings on and not take them off.

He simply took off his robe and tossed it away.

Taking off weights made him fly faster! Demoness, do you understand classical physics? Do you know aerodynamics?

...But soaring has nothing to do with physics either! He doesn’t have jet engines!

Newton would probably just study theology in this world, he actually liked that.

The Demoness behind him made even more eager "slurping" noises, "Has Young Master finally figured it out, ready to be mine~"

"I’m fighting you!"

Although Lin Shuang couldn’t remember anything at the moment, since he could fly, he must know a move or two, right?

Heavenly Expedition!

No, no, that’s not right, let’s try that again.

Lin Shuang shouted, "Sword! Come forth!"

As his words fell, the purest Sword Qi was summoned from his sword heart, eclipsing the sun and making all swords return to their origin.

Turns out I’m this awesome!

Lin Shuang wanted to shout: Today, I re-enter the realm of the Sword Immortal!

But before he could shout it out, he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood, his sword heart shattered.

Oh no, turns out I was heavily injured, that’s why the demoness has been chasing me all this way!

Lin Shuang groaned and fainted, falling freely from mid-air.

Before completely losing consciousness, he heard the demoness’s calling, sounding somewhat sad and distressed, "Young Master Lin!"

She teleported instantly to his side and held him in her arms.

The unconscious Lin Shuang couldn’t resist anymore.

This is it, I’m going to be posed in all sorts of ways, thoroughly harvested.

And to think I am not even aware of it, what a terrible loss!

Can a righteous Fairy please come save him? His innocence is at stake here!

But then again... does he even have any innocence left in this world?

...

When Lin Shuang woke up again, he found himself on a mahogany carved bed, surrounded by purple sheer curtains, with a faint scent of sandalwood and the sweet fragrance of a young girl lingering on the bed sheets.

This wooden bed is indeed noble, but it still can’t beat a memory foam mattress.

But this pillow is quite soft...

Lin Shuang rolled over on the fluffy pillow, half-dazed, opened his eyes, and met a pair of familiar eyes.

"...Yixin?"

As he came to his senses, he realized he was lying on her thigh.

No wonder it was so soft.

The girl named Xia Yixin was dressed in white, her face also covered with a white veil.

Her delicate hand gently caressed his temple, fingertips flickering with glowing light, followed by a warm sensation slowly flowing into him.

"Young Master Lin, do you still feel any discomfort?"

Yixin, who sounded so easy to tease, called him "young master", which was really sweet to the ears.

It made him want to tease her even more.

He took her hand, their fingers interlocked, "...Yixin, are you the demoness?"

Could it be that Yixin had been chasing him all along? Just say it! Want to play, just let’s play! Aren’t we all friends here!

The worry deepened in Yixin’s eyes, like a doctor looking at a seriously ill patient, "Young Master Lin, has the demoness disturbed your mind... I am Yixin."

Lin Shuang squeezed her hand, "I know... where is that demoness then?"

Just kidding! How could he not recognize Yixin’s voice! That demoness’s voice was terrible!

"That demoness has been dealt with by me. When I arrived..."

Yixin seemed to emit a momentary chill, a fierce yet cute Yixin!

"When I arrived, that demoness was about to act improperly, luckily I stopped her in time..."

See! I told you that demoness wanted to harvest me!

His innocence seemed to have been preserved. Lin Shuang reached out and touched Yixin’s cheek, "Yixin is impressive."

Touched by his hand, Yixin reacted strongly, "Young master... you mustn’t..."

Is it forbidden to lift a woman’s veil? What a classical cultivation world!

He’s seen Yixin’s face countless times, not only seen but also touched, and not just touched, but even nibbled!

And now isn’t he lying on her thigh, holding her hand...

Let’s not discuss this setting for the moment, Lin Shuang withdrew his hand and continued to play with her delicate hands: Yixin completely gave in without any resistance, letting him do as he pleased.

"Can Yixin defeat that demoness?"

"That demoness was heavily injured by the young miss, I merely took advantage of a sneak attack..."

Lin Shuang blinked, "Young miss?"

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