Chapter Fairy, If You Keep Breathing on Me, You’re Really Asking For More Love Chapter 4

Ch.4 The Last Night

Fang Xiyu’s pain slowly disappeared.

At first, that pain like ten thousand needles piercing through her heart made her consciousness confused and unclear. In this sea of pain, she even forgot her own existence, as if only endless torment remained. She relied on her will to survive to hold on, but every single minute and second, that pain made her want to fall unconscious and never wake again.

But at this moment, that pain scattered like birds and beasts, slowly leaving her body. Taking its place was a warm sensation transmitted from beneath her ankles.

She slowly opened her eyes.

At this moment, Gu Chi sat on a bluestone he had moved over, while her two calves beneath her skirt now hung suspended in mid-air. In the porcelain bowl beside him was some clear, transparent liquid, and Gu Chi’s hand rested on her fair, tender jade foot. He patiently used his fingertips to apply the medicinal liquid evenly, then supplemented it with Spiritual Energy to open her acupoints and assist absorption.

It was precisely this medicinal liquid that drove away her suffering, making her originally ice-cold body warm up bit by bit.

Previously, her delicate jade feet had also become like ice sculptures from the cold, stiff and hard like porcelain. Now they gradually became warm and soft, the snow-white soles beginning to turn white with a hint of red, her toes also becoming increasingly crystalline and pink-tender.

Her eyes first showed astonishment, gradually becoming ashamed and annoyed. She tried to struggle but was powerless.

“Next, you just need to find Blazing Fire Flowers around fifteen years old, Fire Phoenix Fruit, and a hundred-year-old Snow Snake Vine. Find a Heaven Grade alchemist to extract the spiritual liquid, soak for a day and night, and you’ll be fine.”

“I know you won’t say words of gratitude, and I don’t need your gratitude either. But you can still understand this as my pity for you.”

“I don’t need your pity!” She answered through gritted teeth.

“I know.” Gu Chi’s fingertip pressed hard on the sole of her foot. “I just think your ankles look quite nice and wanted to touch them in passing.”

Fang Xiyu’s eyes began to look murderous again, but no matter how hard she tried, her Flying Sword was still embedded in the wall. At most, it made some humming sounds but remained powerless.

“The medicinal liquid’s absorption requires the circulation of Spiritual Energy. I’ve already opened all your acupoints. These medicines can repair half of your Incomplete Ice Meridian Spirit Root. You’d best use your current Spiritual Energy to wholeheartedly absorb these medicines rather than thinking about killing me, because you will definitely fail. You can also choose to gamble again, but if you lose this time, I won’t be so merciful anymore.”

Fang Xiyu struggled helplessly and began circulating her Spiritual Energy to absorb the medicinal liquid.

During this process, her slender, delicate jade feet beneath her ankles kept being kneaded by Gu Chi. The medicinal liquid had long been applied evenly—he was using his Spiritual Energy to assist her absorption. The entire process lasted about one incense stick’s time.

After one incense stick’s time, the young woman’s pink, smooth, tender white feet were now covered with crystalline, transparent medicinal liquid, becoming as enticing as jelly, refracting light under the bonfire, as crystal clear as glass.

Gu Chi stood up, took out a handkerchief and began wiping the medicinal liquid from his hands. He washed his hands clean in the natural small spring pool beside the cave, then said, “Complete absorption of the medicinal liquid requires one day. This is also the key to reshaping your Ice Meridian Spirit Root. I don’t hope that when I open my eyes tomorrow, there’s another Flying Sword in front of me. If there is, I’ll hang you up and whip you.”

Having said this, he closed his eyes and meditated.

***

As it turned out.

People don’t learn lessons from past experiences.

When Gu Chi opened his eyes, Fang Xiyu before him had already taken her stand in front of him, and the ropes that had previously bound her had now fallen to the ground. Clearly, she had expended tremendous effort to break free, so much so that her garments were somewhat torn. The skin of her fair, tender thighs beneath her skirt was faintly visible, and at her waist and ribs, there was accumulated snow-white flesh, shallow red marks still not yet faded.

And the sword that had been embedded in the cave now heeded her summons, tightly gripped in her hand.

The Spiritual Energy within the entire cave began to circulate. The cyclone within her body began spinning madly, and her eyes began releasing Sword Intent. Bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped the entire cave.

Her sword was called Cold Star, an upper Earth Grade spirit sword. It was the birthday gift she had received at age fifteen. Even some elders in the sect weren’t qualified to obtain an upper Earth Grade spirit sword as a weapon.

She was at Mid Core Formation cultivation. At this moment, her Core within rotated, Spiritual Energy released to all four limbs and hundreds of bones, granting her the strength of a thousand jin. When her toes touched the ground, spiderweb-like cracks burst from the cave floor.

One sword—just one sword, and she could wash away all the humiliation of these past two days!

Just one sword!

Her blade drew closer and closer to Blue Face, who was meditating with closed eyes. In her mind, she had even already seen the image of her blade piercing through his chest. Suddenly, her heart gave birth to incomparable exhilaration, as if all the depression of these days was swept away completely. All suffering would end here. Her Sword Intent was about to break through its bottleneck and rise to the next level!

Until her lower abdomen was viciously kicked, she had been thinking this.

Gu Chi opened his eyes and sighed helplessly. The instant the blade arrived, he raised his leg and kicked Fang Xiyu in front of him, sending her flying. Her body flew backward like this until she smashed a large crater in the cave wall, blood traces slowly flowing from the corner of her mouth.

“Ambushing you was just because I was afraid making a big commotion would be troublesome, not because I can’t beat you. Stop making trouble.” Gu Chi casually formed a hand seal. The Immortal-Binding Rope she had broken free from now once again flew toward her, binding her weakened form once more. And this time, the rope was much longer than before, one end tied to the hilt of her Flying Sword.

Gu Chi came to her side, grabbed her sword, and threw it. Her sword easily pierced into the bluestone of the cave ceiling, wedging itself there. The rope began contracting, and Fang Xiyu was thus hung in mid-air.

Her snow-white wrists were bound together, connected to the suspended Flying Sword, like a piece of cured meat hung up to dry.

Gu Chi looked at her eyes. Her pupils at this moment were filled with disbelief and despair.

“Last night I told you the price of losing the gamble.”

A long whip wrapped in snakeskin appeared in Gu Chi’s hand.

“I’ll whip until you scream wantonly.”

He sneered coldly. The long whip cracked sharply in the air.

***

“Really stubborn.”

After a few lashes, Gu Chi lost interest. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, Fang Xiyu wouldn’t scream out, but presumably her hatred for him had now reached the point where she wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Fang Xiyu before him was in tattered clothes, large swaths of snow-smooth, fragrant skin exposed to the air, while the long whip in Gu Chi’s hand was stained with blood marks.

He had clearly warned her in advance—why just wouldn’t she believe him?

Regarding this, Gu Chi had no other recourse except to feel helpless.

Fang Xiyu was released by him. At this moment, she lay collapsed on the ground, not even having the strength for a poisonous glare. She just closed her eyes and shed tears. Her current posture looked fragile and pitiful to the extreme.

She had originally been the heaven’s pride daughter of the sect, the first in line successor of Moon Wheel Sect, gathering ten thousand favors upon herself, everything she wanted within easy reach. At this moment, however, she lay prostrate on the ground in wretched defeat, like a dog that had been whipped by its master for trying to bite.

Gu Chi took out two Healing Pills he had previously found from her Storage Ring, placed them by her head, and untied the ropes binding her body.

“I’m going to walk around outside the cave. I’ll come back when it’s dark. I won’t go far. You can change clothes first. It’s best not to think about running.”

Having said this, Gu Chi really did leave the cave. He even pulled at the vines outside the cave, making them cover the light at the cave entrance. Outside the cave was a waterfall. There were still fish in the stream. He sat by the stream, took out a fishing rod, and began angling.

Coming out for a walk was probably because if he remained there at this moment, Fang Xiyu would probably be driven mad by him. For now, he temporarily left, barely giving her space to lick her wounds alone.

This wasn’t pity—Gu Chi just didn’t want her to go mad. He had some friendship with that Fire Phoenix Saintess he had once kidnapped. Though the Fire Phoenix Saintess was jealous of Fang Xiyu to the extreme, there was still genuine friendship mixed in.

So Gu Chi didn’t understand the wondrous friendship between women, but he guessed that heartless Fire Phoenix Saintess probably had more hate than friendship for Fang Xiyu.

Women were the most unfathomable creatures in this world, so Gu Chi could never figure out what his partner was thinking about in her head each day either. With her natural talent, she could easily join any sect in the Eastern Domain and casually obtain a Saintess position, yet she preferred following by his side, doing all manner of bad deeds, treating the mortal world as a game.

Clearly, one careless mistake and she’d die without a burial place, yet she still never tired of it.

But thinking about it, it seemed reasonable after all. He and this kind of lunatic gathering together truly was a nest of snakes and rats, a match made in heaven.

***

When it grew dark, rain began falling. Gu Chi lifted the vines of the cave and returned inside.

At this moment, Fang Xiyu had already changed into a light purple long dress. The hem of the skirt fell all the way to her ankles. Only beneath her ankles, her fair, tender small feet were wrapped in Evil-Repelling Ice Silk White Socks. The Evil-Repelling Ice Silk White Socks were slightly transparent, making her tender white feet appear hazy at a glance, like viewing flowers through fog.

Her complexion was no longer so pale. The red marks on her body were also slowly recovering due to Spiritual Energy. At this moment, sitting quietly there, she was as pure and elegant as a summer pink lotus, only her eyes showing slight loss of spirit.

“As long as your mother doesn’t get any crooked ideas and doesn’t hunt down my companion, at noon tomorrow, you can leave.” Gu Chi thought for a moment and supplemented, “Everything that happened in the cave won’t be known by outsiders. As long as your mother is sensible and keeps it secret, you don’t need to worry about your reputation being humiliated either.”

“Reputation?” A desolate expression surfaced on Fang Xiyu’s face. “Do I still have a reputation?”

“You can treat it as having had a nightmare.” Gu Chi answered casually. “The Fire Phoenix Saintess was discussed because she herself insisted on loudly proclaiming she’d been kidnapped. As for the reason, as her good friend, you should also be clear. She relied on self-defilement to escape the marriage arrangement her father made for her. I never did anything to her. That cheap woman just loves throwing dirty water on me. I’m not interested in that kind of woman.”

“You like men?”

In an instant, Gu Chi’s gaze became strange. He didn’t know why she would make such an association, but it seemed Fang Xiyu’s Dao heart had stabilized somewhat, so he only answered in an indifferent tone, “The voice you’re hearing now isn’t my real voice. Moreover, I’m skilled in Transformation Arts, you know. Heh, I may not necessarily be a man.”

Fang Xiyu was stunned.

She suddenly felt a chill… All these years, the major sects had been investigating Blue Face’s trail, but indeed, no one had ever considered—beneath Blue Face… why couldn’t it be a woman?

“Back then, I was the one who stood up after watching that female cultivator being violated. Us female cultivators helping female cultivators—understand, sister?”

Gu Chi leaned against the bluestone slab. “Tonight is the last night. I won’t bind you with rope anymore. You can sleep well, but you’d best not think about running… Otherwise, I really will strip your clothes off and properly record it with a Memory Stone. Then I won’t even seek a good price—I’ll just make a hundred or two hundred copies and scatter them all over the secret realm.”