Blackened Su Yuan

The night deepened.

Su Yuan silently sat up from the bed in the guest room.

On the low table beside the bed were several Qi Refinement cultivation manuals that Lin Huaian had sent over during the day.

But unlike in the daytime, her eyes now had no trace of spirit, dim and empty.

Compared to the lively young girl, the Su Yuan of this moment was completely like another person.

She lifted the covers, shed the thin layer of sleepwear she was wearing, and changed into light underwear.

From a drawer in the guest room, she took out a sheathed dagger and placed it between the curves of her upturned buttocks.

The silver sheath rubbed, causing an itch, but it was barely tolerable.

Su Yuan didn’t even wear short boots, only a pair of stockings on her legs.

Clad almost entirely in just two pieces of underwear, she pushed open the door and quietly stepped out into the night.

Her footsteps were very light.

A pair of jade feet trod on the stone path, leaving traces formed by rising warmth.

Su Yuan’s target was only one: Lin Huaian’s bedroom.

Gently pushing open the door, Lin Huaian was sound asleep on the bed.

Su Yuan softly closed the door.

As the moonlight completely disappeared from the center of the door crack, she lightly pressed herself down in front of Lin Huaian.

Her two slender legs knelt on the outer side of Lin Huaian’s body, her hands supporting her on his shoulders.

Her movements were quiet and did not wake Lin Huaian.

Su Yuan’s pupils slightly contracted, and her expression gradually became sinister.

Her delicate right hand reached behind her, pulling out the dagger she had prepared long ago.

She stared intently at Lin Huaian’s throat.

Before her eyes, the scene of his blood splattering already appeared.

He would die, he would be surprised, he would be despairing.

Before his death, he would remember only one person, asking, ‘Why is it you?’

Su Yuan let out a low chuckle, her voice melodious, like a spring breeze brushing over a winter river.

She leaned down, extended her fragrant tongue, and gently touched Lin Huaian’s lips with the tip of her tongue.

“Should I steal your first kiss, my noble young master…” Su Yuan’s smile grew stronger.

“If you can’t use spiritual energy, then don’t.
I’ve even taken off all my spirit clothes.
How will you defend yourself now?”

Su Yuan’s gaze became ambiguous, her pretty face slightly flushed.

The thought of such a peerlessly handsome and uniquely charismatic man being at her mercy beneath her made her uncontrollably ecstatic.

“Remember me, belong only to me, you are my person…” Su Yuan looked at Lin Huaian, who showed no emotional fluctuations.

Her right hand finally tightened around the dagger, her eyes changing with fierce malice.

In an instant, she seemed to quietly become the Great Demon Lord, treading on mountains of bones.

“I want you, I want your entire life, to belong only to me!”

But just in the next moment, as the dagger was about to stab towards Lin Huaian’s throat, an ancient aura suddenly spread outwards.

At the same time, thousands of Great Dao origins continuously evolved around Lin Huaian, as if protecting their master.

Su Yuan smiled faintly, because all of these were just for show.
She had seen through it.

No matter how terrifying Lin Huaian’s bloodline was, at this very moment, he was just a dying man.

Moreover, these ancient auras and Dao evolutions were merely the inherent auras of the Ancient Desolate Saint Body; they possessed not a single shred of killing power.

But Su Yuan’s right hand suddenly went limp.

She was stunned for a moment, realizing that Su Yuan’s own will had inexplicably awakened.

‘How could this be?
She had ensured everything was foolproof.’

Could it be…

She looked at the continuously evolving Heaven and Earth Dao techniques around her, her eyes revealing a hint of fear amidst the anger.

“Isn’t it good for him to belong to you?

Isn’t it good for him to never have a chance to interact with other women again?

Isn’t it good for him, for him to become a guy who belongs only to you?”

Su Yuan realized she couldn’t delay any longer, so she chose to first appease her own will.

“We want him to have only you in his heart, only you until death!”

She tried her best to lower her voice.

Sweet sweat covered her body, and warmth quietly rose.

She bit her lips tightly, sweat dripping from her forehead, her eyes filled with Lin Huaian’s face.

“We love him, we want to kill him,” Su Yuan said through gritted teeth.

“These are not contradictory.”

Her right hand trembled again, and the dagger fell.

Su Yuan’s expression gradually became painful.

She exhaled a breath of warm air, finally slumped down, her entire body collapsing completely onto Lin Huaian, leaving only one sentence:

“If you don’t do it tonight, you’ll regret it…”

Su Yuan’s eyes were tightly closed.

In a fit of anger, she desperately hugged Lin Huaian tightly, like an octopus, as if trying to merge him into her own body.

After this last sentence, Su Yuan opened her eyes.

Her serene orchid-colored eyes once again sparkled with light and spirit.

She stared blankly, holding Lin Huaian, her body rubbing slightly against his chest a few times, before realizing that all of this was not a dream.

Su Yuan straightened up slightly.

Her underwear had come off halfway during the previous struggle.

She hastily adjusted it, covering her flushed cheeks.

Through her fingers, Su Yuan looked at Lin Huaian, who still showed no signs of waking up.

Suddenly, an impulse arose within her.

‘What if she finished what the heart demon hadn’t?

Take Lin Huaian’s first kiss and body, then kill him for a blood sacrifice, and escape from Tianming Sect…’

As she thought this, she involuntarily leaned closer to Lin Huaian again.

But memories resurfaced, and Su Yuan regained her clarity.

She trembled and sat up, feeling that everything that had just happened was unreal.

‘Could that… have been her true nature?’

She covered her face, already starting to get confused about who the heart demon really was, and just then—

“Uh, Junior Sister?”

Lin Huaian’s voice quietly sounded.

He had just dreamt that he was being fought over by Yun Ling, Li Tao, and Su Yuan, and in the end, Su Yuan, with tears in her eyes, said, “Let’s split him up,” and he woke up with a jolt.

He opened his eyes and looked at the current situation; it didn’t seem much better than his dream…

“Se-Senior Brother!” Su Yuan’s face turned completely red when she realized Lin Huaian was awake.

She let out a gasp, remembering that she was practically wearing nothing.

So she hurriedly grabbed Lin Huaian’s blanket and covered herself, not even daring to look him in the eye.

“Ah…” Lin Huaian scratched his head and sat up, looking at Su Yuan’s disheveled state.

He finally sighed and continued, “Junior Sister…”

Su Yuan didn’t dare to answer, only bowed her head, kneeling before Lin Huaian.

“Senior Brother knows his cave abode is very attractive, but you shouldn’t launch a night raid like this in the middle of the night.

And even if I died, this throne wouldn’t fall to you, third prince, alright?”

Lin Huaian spoke earnestly.

Su Yuan, however, was stunned by his words.

‘What cave abode?’

She had clearly come for him!

“We cultivators must abide by Wude.

You, raiding me in the middle of the night for my cave abode, is this good for me, an eighteen-year-old comrade?

This is not good,” Lin Huaian stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl’s head.

“I advise—”

“Wuu, wuwu,” Su Yuan pulled down the blanket, not giving him a chance to finish, and looked at Lin Huaian with tear-filled eyes, shouting, “Du-Dumb Senior Brother!”

After saying that, she immediately grabbed the blanket and ran out of Lin Huaian’s bedroom, not forgetting to take the dagger with her as she ran.

Lin Huaian saw Su Yuan’s actions and quickly ran after her, shouting, “Junior Sister, Junior Sister, wait!”

Su Yuan thought Lin Huaian had realized something, but she never expected Lin Huaian’s next sentence to be:

“You took the blanket!

What am I supposed to cover myself with tonight?!”

“Dumb Senior Brother!” Su Yuan cried out, “Go die!!!”

Lin Huaian suffered a psychological blow, with excellent results.
He leaned against a pillar in the corridor, watching Su Yuan run far away.

Finally, he could only lean against the railing and sigh, “I’ve lived eighteen years, and this is the first time anyone has called me dumb.”

Lin Huaian was very hurt.

In the end, he could only return to his bedroom and spread a new blanket.

After taking Lin Huaian’s blanket back to her room, Su Yuan knelt on it, wondering for a long time what to do with it.

Ultimately, she just hugged the blanket, inhaling its scent, and fell asleep.

That night, Su Yuan slept very soundly.