I Won't Wear It

"I won't make a sound! I won't make a sound!"

Su Wanyin hurriedly covered her mouth, nodding frantically, but tears poured uncontrollably through her fingers.

She reached out with trembling hands, wanting to unfasten Gu Yang's robes to check his injuries, yet too afraid to touch him out of fear.

"Li Feiyu..."

Su Wanyin took a deep breath, a trace of unprecedented resolve and certainty flashing through her peach-blossom eyes.

She stared fixedly into Gu Yang's eyes, which remained as deep as ancient wells even on his "deathbed."

"No."

"I shouldn't call you Li Feiyu."

Su Wanyin's voice carried a desolate tone of having seen through everything.

"Or perhaps... Senior 'Scarface', who saved me from the brink of death in the Ghost Crying Cave and gave me the antidote?"

Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Holy shit.

Is my cover blown?

His eyelids twitched slightly, and his originally lazy gaze instantly sharpened a bit.

When did this chick find out?

Seeing the change in Gu Yang's eyes, Su Wanyin let out a miserable laugh. Her body went soft as she lay on his chest, her cheek pressed against his burning heartbeat.

"Did you really think I was that stupid?"

"The Great Sun Heaven Burning Sutra... that is the absolute secret of the Hehuan Sect, known only to successive Holy Maidens and Sect Masters."

"Aside from that mysterious rogue cultivator who took my cultivation jade slip that day in the Ghost Crying Cave, how could there possibly be a second person in this world who could unleash such pure and overbearing Great Sun True Fire?"

Su Wanyin raised her head, her fingers gently stroking Gu Yang's plain and ordinary disguised face, her eyes blurry and infatuated.

"Actually, I suspected it back at the ruined temple when you gave me the Clear Essence Pill."

"The pill-making technique was exactly the same as the technique you used to cure my poison that day."

"How could there be so many coincidences in this world?"

"From beginning to end... there has only ever been you."

Gu Yang fell silent.

He neither refuted nor admitted it.

The Great Sun Heaven Burning Sutra inside his body simply circulated even faster, as if responding to Su Wanyin's accusation.

Being seen through, he had underestimated this girl...

Gu Yang was just preparing to circulate his qi and stand up, to tell her "I'm fine, you can give me my reward now."

But right at that moment.

Su Wanyin's next action made him abruptly stop his movements.

He saw Su Wanyin suddenly sit up straight.

She grabbed the red collar of her dress, which was already soaked by the rain and clinging tightly to her body.

Riiiip!

A crisp sound of tearing silk.

In this stormy night of lightning and rain, it sounded exceptionally piercing.

That red dress, the symbol of a Hehuan Sect Holy Maiden's dignity, was torn open by her own hands.

Large expanses of snow-white, porcelain-like skin were unreservedly exposed to the cold, rainy night, and also to Gu Yang's line of sight.

"What are you doing?"

Gu Yang's throat went dry, genuinely dry this time.

Has this woman gone mad?

I risk my life to save her, and she lusts after my body?

"Saving you."

Su Wanyin's voice trembled, yet it was unquestioningly firm.

Rainwater slid down Su Wanyin's delicate collarbones, merging into that breathtakingly deep, snowy-white abyss.

She showed no trace of shyness, only a sacrificial devotion.

"I have a Pure Yin Body, yet I cultivate the Hehuan Sect's most overbearing Sunü Essence Guarding Art."

Su Wanyin's voice trembled in the rainy night, every word seemingly carved from the depths of her soul:

"Master once said that this cultivation method requires one to preserve their purity for twenty years, using one's own primal yin as a cauldron to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Only upon completion can one condense a Sunü Exquisite Heart."

Boom!

A clap of thunder tore through the sky. The pale lightning illuminated her resolute face, and also illuminated the fleeting astonishment and... struggle in Gu Yang's eyes.

Sunü Exquisite Heart!

The Earth-grade Foundation Establishment spiritual item ranked seventy-eighth on the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Item List!

So that was it!

No wonder that old bastard Mo Yuan went to such great lengths to refine her into a human pill. No wonder the system prompted that this woman had a "great opportunity" on her.

After all this time, the opportunity wasn't anything else, it was her very person!

"Fellow Daoist Li..."

Seeing Gu Yang's silence, Su Wanyin thought he was forcing himself to hold on, and her heart ached even more.

She leaned in closer, her ice-cold skin pressing against Gu Yang's burning chest. The sensation of ice and fire colliding made them both tremble simultaneously.

"You swallowed the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flame, causing the yin and yang in your body to lose balance. Only my Sunü Exquisite Heart can help you harmonize the dragon and tiger, resolving this deadly tribulation."

"Take me."

"Just consider it... Wanyin repaying your kindness."

Saying this, she closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes, like raven feathers, hung with raindrops and fluttered slightly, looking like a flower waiting to be plucked.

Gu Yang froze.

Things like karma were the most troublesome.

Especially the karma of beautiful women like this, it was even more troublesome.

He already had an ambiguously entangled master at home.

Although his body desired her to the extreme, reason told Gu Yang that once he started this, it would be a karmic debt he could never repay.

He had to turn this "favor" into a "transaction."

"Get away!!"

Gu Yang abruptly raised his hand, grabbing her slender wrist and forcefully pushing her delicate body, which was about to press against him, half an inch away.

His brows furrowed tightly, a trace of blood, whether real blood or blood forced out from biting the tip of his tongue just now, seeping from the corner of his mouth. His voice was hoarse and stern:

"Put your clothes on! Roll far away!"

Gu Yang's face looked ferocious, his muscles tense. Blood trickled from his lips, and his voice was raspy and violent:

"I don't need your charity! I came to collect my reward, not to sell my body! Don't force me to abandon the moral code of the martial world!"

"I am a rogue cultivator. I believe in clearing debts with money and goods. Don't give me this drama of offering your body in return!"

Gu Yang panted heavily, his gaze "unfocused" as he looked away, seeming to suppress the "restlessness" in his body with all his might, maintaining his final shred of reason.

"Although This Li is greedy for wealth, I haven't stooped so low as to take advantage of someone in danger!"

These words were spoken with righteous indignation, resounding and powerful.

Coupled with his current state, his whole body burning, seeming as if he would explode and die at any moment, it was simply a heavy hammer smashing fiercely against the softest part of Su Wanyin's heart.

What did she see?

She saw this man clearly trembling in pain, his eyes clearly written with a desire to live, yet in order not to hurt her, in order to guard his so-called "bottom line," he would rather endure the agony of a raging fire burning his body alone than fail to push her to a safe distance.

Fool.

What a complete fool.

"I won't put them on!"

She let out a roar laced with sobs. Instead of retreating, she acted like a beautiful viper that had lost all avenues of escape, tightly entangling herself around him.

"Li Feiyu, listen to me!"

"In the Ghost Crying Cave, you spared my life. That was the first time."

"Today, you swallowed the fire to save me. This is the second time."

Su Wanyin's peach-blossom eyes, which normally always carried a hint of calculation, were now as clear as two springs, reflecting Gu Yang's miserable figure.

"I am a demonic cultivator. I don't understand your righteous path's benevolence and morality."

"I only know that a debt of money is paid with money, and a debt of life... is paid with a person!"

"You saved my life, so my person belongs to you! You don't want it? No way!"