Villainous Master (22)
Song Xuyi couldn’t sleep at all that night.
In the middle of the night, Song Xuyi, feeling restless, got up and started chanting mantras with the Qingxin Cauldron again.
However, perhaps because of her disturbed state of mind, the scriptures that were usually very effective for her lost their efficacy that night. The more Song Xuyi chanted, the more agitated she felt, as if even the voice of the Qingxin Cauldron chanting the scriptures had turned into Ning Jingyu’s voice…
The image that appeared most in her mind was Ning Jingyu emerging from the blood pool in the Black Water Pond, her skin like jade and her gaze dangerously seductive!
Song Xuyi felt she was truly broken.
She had always thought of herself as a principled person who, although fond of beauty, appreciated it purely without lust. The time she saw her master by the blood pool in the Black Water Pond was purely an accident, yet she hadn’t expected that she would still subconsciously recall that scene now—
Could it be that she was really coveting her master in her subconscious, and even the Qingxin Cauldron couldn’t purify the filth in her heart?
This matter was too shameful to speak of with anyone, not even the system. Immersed in her thoughts, Song Xuyi missed the system’s thoughtful murmur when it touched the Qingxin Cauldron: “Lately, this cauldron’s aura seems a bit off, somewhat like that terrifying woman…”
In the following days, Song Xuyi made up her mind and decided to change. Afraid of dreaming about Ning Jingyu again and acting inappropriately towards her in the dream, Song Xuyi meditated all day and didn’t dare to sleep—
Originally, she wanted to use the Qingxin Cauldron to help calm herself, but when she didn’t use it, she was fine. Once she touched it, she would unconsciously think of Ning Jingyu, always feeling that Ning Jingyu was around her, even sensing Ning Jingyu’s presence…
Song Xuyi decided to stop using the Qingxin Cauldron.
Perhaps all of this was just as Zeng Li had said before: When it comes to emotions, one can only rely on oneself to figure it out. Everything else is just an aid. Relying too much on external objects could backfire in the end.
With this thought in mind, Song Xuyi persevered for several days. Eventually, while practicing, she faintly touched a boundary and entered a mysterious state, advancing to the Golden Core stage…
During the ascension process, Song Xuyi fell into a semi-conscious state.
She saw the young lady from the neighboring house again.
The young lady’s usually clear and beautiful eyes were filled with tears, looking at Song Xuyi with a pleading expression: “I know everything that happened that night was an accident. Please don’t deliberately avoid me anymore, okay? If I did something wrong, you can tell me directly!”
“My father is a straightforward minister, and there can’t be factions in the court. Over the years, I haven’t had any other friends in the capital. For the year you avoided the city, I’ve been trying to find you, but I couldn’t…”
Song Xuyi thought this dream was too realistic. She had only spent a few days in reality, deliberately avoiding continuing this dream, yet in the dream, a year had passed.
A year later, the young lady’s temperament had become more mature and strikingly beautiful, looking more and more like Ning Jingyu. However, the young lady in the dream was gentle and obedient, completely different in character from Ning Jingyu.
This kind of young lady was really heart-wrenching.
Looking at the red mole at the corner of the young lady’s eye, identical to Ning Jingyu’s: The same red mole on Ning Jingyu’s face was a stunning glimpse in the snowy landscape, making her unattainable, while on the young lady’s face, it perfectly blended with her charming temperament, making one want to cherish and protect her.
The young lady wasn’t Ning Jingyu, just a girl heartbroken by Song Xuyi’s neglect.
Everything was just a dream. Whether in the dream or reality, the one at fault was herself.
“It’s my fault.”
Song Xuyi held the young lady’s hand, her voice hoarse: “It’s my mishandling, unable to get over the hurdle in my heart, unable to face you, so I wanted to avoid you. You’ve never done anything wrong; it’s me who should apologize—”
“Will Xuyi still care about me in the future?” The young lady didn’t care about the rights and wrongs in Song Xuyi’s words. She looked up at Song Xuyi, holding her hand, her eyes extremely sincere: “I just want to be good sisters with Xuyi for life.”
One had to admit that the young lady was very good at grasping the right measure.
If she had said anything else, Song Xuyi might have hesitated, but the young lady said she just wanted to be good sisters…
When they were young, it was Song Xuyi who first approached the young lady and said they should be sisters. Now, with guilt in her heart, how could she let the young lady suffer because of her?
Looking at the young lady’s tear-filled eyes, Song Xuyi finally felt overwhelmed with guilt and sighed: “Of course, we will be good sisters for life.”
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The young lady’s beautiful eyes brightened with stars at that moment.
“Xuyi, you’re so kind!”
The young lady smiled beautifully, like thousands of flowers blooming in front of Song Xuyi, indescribably bright and lovely. She seemed extremely embarrassed, holding Song Xuyi’s hand, looking at her earnestly: “We haven’t talked in a long time…”
“My family has gone to the temple to worship recently. Because I heard you were coming back, I found an excuse to stay and wait for you at home. But… but the house is empty, and I’m scared every night. Can you come to my house to keep me company tonight?”
Song Xuyi didn’t expect the young lady to say this.
Instinctively, she wanted to refuse, but the weather outside had changed: the sky was gloomy, and the wind was howling, seeming like it would rain heavily.
The house next door was so large, and if it started raining, the young lady would be alone at home… Moreover, the young lady’s beautiful eyes were full of expectation.
The young lady seemed to realize her abruptness, her ears turning red.
She forced a smile, let go of Song Xuyi’s clothes, but couldn’t hide the disappointment in her eyes: “I was just joking, Xuyi, don’t take it to heart. I bought many storybooks at home—”
“Alright!” Song Xuyi sighed, interrupting the young lady: “We are good sisters, of course, I will stay with you.”
Perhaps it was because of the weather change, Song Xuyi felt the young lady looked increasingly pale and frail, making her really uneasy about leaving the young lady alone at home on a rainy night.
After all, it was just a dream.
Song Xuyi tried to convince herself: The young lady was so endearing, and if she didn’t go to keep her company, who knew where the dream would lead…
Night fell soon.
It indeed started to rain outside. The winter night was cold, and the dream was very realistic. Walking in the courtyard, Song Xuyi unconsciously wrapped her cloak tighter.
Song Xuyi paused at the door for a while, bit her lip, and after some mental preparation, knocked on the young lady’s door.
There was a sound inside, and after a while, the young lady’s voice came: “Come in!”
When Song Xuyi entered, she found the young lady already lying in bed. Seeing another quilt on the bed and the space left beside, Song Xuyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The room was warm and comfortable with a stove, contrasting sharply with the cold outside. Song Xuyi stood for a while until her body warmed up before getting into bed. After some thought, she didn’t turn off the light and reached out from under the quilt to hold the young lady’s hand.
The young lady’s hands were frighteningly cold.
Song Xuyi’s gaze swept over the storybooks by the bed, recalling the noise from earlier, and instantly understood: The young lady had probably been waiting for her in the room and had just gotten into bed.
“Don’t be afraid!” Song Xuyi sighed inwardly, speaking softly. Remembering the young lady’s pale face, she felt increasingly sorry and couldn’t help but say: “I will stay with you tonight.”
“I trust Xuyi.”
The young lady snuggled into the quilt, revealing a flower-like pretty half-face, and murmured a soft “Mm,” then tremblingly held Song Xuyi’s hand tightly, interlocking their fingers.
Seeing the young lady’s obedient and docile appearance, Song Xuyi’s eyelashes trembled, turning her head to blow out the light, closing her eyes to hide her embarrassment.
The room was silent, with only the young lady’s breathing clearly audible by the pillow.
Song Xuyi pretended to sleep but had no sleepiness.
Unconsciously, she thought of Ning Jingyu:
The young lady in the dream was a virtual character based on Ning Jingyu’s appearance, but somewhere, something went wrong. The young lady’s personality was completely different from Ning Jingyu’s, yet Song Xuyi always felt they were the same person…
If she had to choose, Song Xuyi actually preferred the young lady’s straightforward nature. The young lady would openly tell her everything, unlike Ning Jingyu, who hid everything in her heart, making her constantly guess.
Perhaps it was because she subconsciously wished Ning Jingyu was straightforward, so she created the young lady in the dream.
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……
It was unclear how long had passed when it started to rain outside.
The rain grew heavier, hitting the window with a ‘pitter-patter’ sound. Lightning as thick as an arm tore through the sky, accompanied by thunder, making the young lady’s grip on Song Xuyi’s hand tighten suddenly.
Thinking Song Xuyi was asleep, the young lady’s breathing got closer. Even with her eyes closed, Song Xuyi could feel the young lady’s eager gaze.
The quilt became incredibly warm at this moment, making Song Xuyi’s cheeks flush, and even her back started to sweat.
The young lady’s grip on her hand tightened—
“Xuyi, are you asleep?” The young lady’s hesitant voice came, reminding Song Xuyi of her beautiful, innocent face and the trusting, joyful eyes that looked at her before she turned off the light.
Suddenly, she felt a little anxious.
With a supernatural force, Song Xuyi was momentarily distracted.
At that instant, a loud thunderclap sounded, seemingly exploding just outside the window!
Startled, Song Xuyi felt a gust of wind in the quilt, and when she came to her senses, there was already a soft body in her arms…
Holding the warm, fragrant, soft body, Song Xuyi felt incredibly hot, almost about to steam up, while the young lady didn’t seem to notice her stiffness. She hugged Song Xuyi’s waist tightly, like a drowning person clinging to the last straw—
“Xuyi, I’m sorry, I’m just too scared…” The young lady’s voice sounded softly in Song Xuyi’s ear, with a crying tone, making it sound even more delicate…
Song Xuyi’s scalp tingled, but she didn’t dare to respond:
In this situation, pretending to sleep was less embarrassing than waking up, even though Song Xuyi desperately wanted to wake up from this dream—
But fate didn’t favor her, and the dream continued.
Confirming that Song Xuyi was asleep, the young lady’s grip on Song Xuyi’s waist relaxed a bit. She cautiously rested her head on Song Xuyi’s neck, gently rubbing, and her breathing became even…
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but perhaps because the young lady slept so soundly, it affected her, and she unknowingly fell asleep.
When Song Xuyi woke up again, it was already morning, facing the young lady’s innocent, serene, flawless sleeping face…
This dream was unexpectedly long, and Song Xuyi still interacted with the young lady every day. But Song Xuyi couldn’t help but feel that their relationship had become much closer than before…
The young lady began to skillfully act coquettishly with Song Xuyi, occasionally shedding tears in front of her, and addressing her changed from ‘Xuyi’ to ‘my Xuyi’… Song Xuyi found herself indulging the young lady more each day. Strangely, perhaps because the young lady was so beautiful, Song Xuyi didn’t find this feeling annoying, even enjoying the sense of being trusted and relied upon by the young lady.
As for the night she kissed the young lady while drunk, both tacitly didn’t mention it again.
Time passed day by day, and Song Xuyi didn’t know how long she would stay in this dream. The change, however, came unexpectedly.
One day, Song Xuyi had something to discuss with the young lady. Familiar with each other, Song Xuyi didn’t knock and directly pushed the door open, only to find the young lady changing clothes…
Seeing the young lady, half-dressed, blushing with shame, Song Xuyi’s mind inexplicably recalled Ning Jingyu emerging from the sea of blood—
Originally, she intended to turn away, but suddenly, a voice seductively echoed in her mind:
“This is your dream! You can do whatever you want with her…”
A small flame seemed to ignite in her heart, spreading gradually, with reason and desire struggling against each other. Song Xuyi involuntarily took two steps forward…
“Ah!”
The young lady exclaimed, as snow-white skin was suddenly entangled by numerous ropes—
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“Xuyi, what’s happening to me?”
The young lady was startled, looking at Song Xuyi in panic, her beautiful face like a blooming flower waiting to be plucked, her voice fanning the flames in Song Xuyi’s heart—
Song Xuyi reached out—
……
With a ‘clang,’ it seemed a bell rang in Song Xuyi’s mind.
Startled, something seemed to pour into her spiritual platform, the previously nearly exhausted spiritual power quickly circulated within her body, and her dantian slowly formed a core. Song Xuyi successfully ascended, becoming a Golden Core stage cultivator.
However, Song Xuyi felt no joy at all:
She was truly broken! She almost did something inappropriate to the young lady in the dream—
How could she face Ning Jingyu, who looked exactly like the young lady?
The author has something to say:
Congratulations to Xiao Ning, the dream seduction plan succeeded…
LP: Re-translated on June 17, 2024