Soon, Gu Qingfeng left with the young woman surnamed Wen.
After distancing themselves from the crowd, Gu Qingfeng suddenly stopped, cornering the young woman and lightly tilting her fair chin upward with his fingers.
Wen Ziyi stared at his handsome face, now inches away from hers, and felt the overwhelming masculine aura radiating from him. Her delicate face flushed instantly.
"You... you better not do anything reckless! We're in Sword Sect!"
She couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze, her bright, innocent eyes darting nervously.
"Of course, I know we're in Sword Sect," Gu Qingfeng smirked. "But don't forget—I'm your martial uncle. Do you think your standing here outweighs mine?"
Wen Ziyi bit her tender lips, refusing to speak further, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
"Who would've thought you were also from Reverse Scale Peak? Now you can't escape my grasp." Gu Qingfeng chuckled darkly.
A shiver ran down Wen Ziyi's spine as she imagined the bleak fate awaiting her.
"What about your Senior Sister Qin? Which faction does she belong to?"
"Don’t you dare involve Senior Sister Qin! If you have any grievances, take them out on me!"
For some reason, hearing Gu Qingfeng mention another woman's name stirred an inexplicable pang of disappointment in her heart.
"Keh keh keh... What touching sisterly devotion! Not bad at all. Woman, what's your name?"
Wen Ziyi stubbornly turned her head away, refusing to answer.
Gu Qingfeng gripped her fair cheeks and forced her to face him again, their eyes locking.
Under his predatory gaze, Wen Ziyi felt her limbs weaken, as if she might melt into his stare.
At this moment, her mind was flooded with scenes from the romance novels she had secretly read—
The Tyrant Master Falls for Me, The Useless Junior Sister and the Genius Senior Brother, Martial Uncle, Please Behave.
"I... I'm Wen Ziyi."
"Wen Ziyi? Then why are you wearing green robes?"
"Does having 'Zi' in my name mean I have to wear purple?"
"Isn't that how it works? Or are you wearing purple undergarments? Let me check."
Wen Ziyi yelped and shielded herself. "No! I wore purple a lot as a child, but I got tired of it and stopped later."
"Oh? A Wen Ziyi who doesn't wear purple—how intriguing. Woman, you’ve successfully captured my attention."
Hearing those words, Wen Ziyi trembled and shut her eyes tightly.
It’s happening! The exact dialogue from the novels! What comes next is...
What should I do?
Should I resist?
But I can’t beat him.
Scream for help?
He holds too much power, and with the Shadow Pearl recording everything, if this escalates, he’ll walk away unscathed while I’m ruined.
The only option left is to submit...
"Stop! Let go of Senior Sister Wen!"
A furious roar interrupted them.
Gu Qingfeng frowned, annoyed at the disturbance.
Wen Ziyi instinctively opened her eyes, her gaze flickering with irritation toward the newcomer.
A young man in black robes—handsome and tall—approached swiftly.
Clang!
He unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Gu Qingfeng. "Take your filthy hands off her!"
Then, he turned to Wen Ziyi with concern. "Senior Sister Wen, are you alright?"
Wen Ziyi looked conflicted. "Ye Tian... What are you—why are you here?"
"I came to save you. Don’t worry, Senior Sister. As long as I’m here, this lecher won’t lay a finger on you."
"Keh keh keh... Kid, have you been reading too many novels? Ziyi and I were just having a romantic moment. Mind your own business."
Hearing him call her "Ziyi" so casually made her cheeks burn.
"Romantic moment? You were clearly harassing Senior Sister Wen!"
Gu Qingfeng, amused, leaned close to Wen Ziyi’s ear and whispered, "Ziyi, tell him—did I force you?"
She shuddered.
If I defy him, who knows what he’ll do with the leverage he has over me?
With that thought, she murmured, "Junior Brother Ye... I came willingly. Martial Uncle Gu... didn’t force me."
Gu Qingfeng was momentarily stunned. I didn’t even have to threaten her. Is she already smitten by my peerless charm?
Ye Tian’s expression darkened. "I don’t believe it! Senior Sister, he’s threatening you, isn’t he?"
"N-no... Junior Brother Ye, you should leave."
His expression softened slightly. "Senior Sister, don’t worry about me. I won’t let him succeed today!"
Bam!
Gu Qingfeng had heard enough. This fool had no sense of self-preservation. With a single palm strike—
Ye Tian, whose cultivation was only at the Human Core Realm, was sent flying.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed from his mouth as he struggled to rise, his face filled with shock. "H-how is he so strong?!"
"Since I’m in a good mood today, scram while you can."
"Damn you!" Ye Tian clenched his fists, unyielding. "You’re only stronger because you’ve trained longer! If you have the guts, fight me on the Life-and-Death Stage in three years!"
"Are you out of your mind? Who do you think you are, making me wait three years?"
Done with the nonsense, Gu Qingfeng flashed forward and kicked Ye Tian into the sky, sending him soaring like a shooting star.
Then, he turned back to Wen Ziyi, whose face was still flushed, and grinned wickedly. "Now, little beauty, no one will disturb us."
"Martial Uncle Gu, what a delightful pastime you have here."
A sultry voice suddenly rang out.
Gu Qingfeng scowled. Who the hell is interrupting now?!
But when he turned—
Holy—!
What a bewitching woman.
A stunning figure in fiery red robes approached gracefully.
Her lips curled into a teasing smile, her skin as fair as freshly peeled lotus roots, with a tiny beauty mark near the corner of her mouth that only enhanced her allure.
Her form-fitting crimson robes, paired with a flowing red skirt, accentuated her slender, seductive figure. A golden ribbon tied into an exquisite bow at her waist, and a jade hairpin adorned with a phoenix completed the ensemble, making her every movement mesmerizing.
"Junior Martial Niece Ling Fei'er greets Martial Uncle Gu." She curtsied gracefully, her voice honeyed.
Though her demeanor was that of a refined noblewoman, her every glance carried a natural, tantalizing charm.
Innate Seductive Bone!
Gu Qingfeng was intrigued. This woman possesses an innate seductive physique. Sword Sect actually has such a beauty?
"I hope I didn’t ruin Martial Uncle’s fun?" Ling Fei'er blinked playfully.
"Not at all. You came at the perfect time." Gu Qingfeng replied before turning to Wen Ziyi. "Martial Niece Wen, you may leave now."
Wen Ziyi: "......"
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