Senior Sister Completely Lost Her Temper

"I am sorry... I am sorry!"

Xia Lengyue panicked. She did not dare to approach Ye Xuan anymore. She could only kneel on the bed, reaching out her hands helplessly, her eyes full of pain:

"Junior Brother, it was a dream! It was fake!"

"How could Senior Sister dig out your heart? Senior Sister loves you the most..."

"I will not touch you... I will not touch you, okay? Do not be afraid..."

Looking at Xia Lengyue crying bitterly and overwhelmed with guilt, Ye Xuan shrank in the corner, his body still trembling. But deep in his downcast eyes, there was a cold mockery.

Sure enough, this trick still worked.

As long as he mentioned specific details, as long as he poked at her dark secrets hidden at the bottom of her heart, she would soften.

But he also knew very well.

This trick could not be used for much longer.

Because Xia Lengyue was an extremely selfish woman.

For her, guilt was a limited consumable.

Sure enough.

After crying for a while, seeing that Ye Xuan still refused to come over, the guilt in Xia Lengyue's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a faint trace of impatience.

She wiped her tears and regained her high and mighty appearance.

"Alright, stop making a fuss."

Although her voice still carried a hint of gentleness, it had gained a touch of coldness:

"Since you are afraid, we will not do it tonight."

"But Ye Xuan..."

She crawled over and forcefully pulled Ye Xuan, who was shrinking in the corner, into her arms. Ignoring his stiffness, she hugged him tightly:

"You have to overcome this eventually."

"That was just a dream."

"I have treated you so well, I have already poured my heart out to you... why do you still cling to an illusory nightmare?"

"This is unfair to me."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan leaned in her embrace, a silent sneer curling the corners of his mouth.

Unfair?

In my previous life, you tortured me for a lifetime, and now you are telling me about unfairness?

Xia Lengyue, your love is truly nauseating.

"Go to sleep."

Xia Lengyue patted his back as if coaxing a disobedient child, but her eyes flickered with a paranoid light in the darkness:

"I will wait for you."

"But my patience... is also limited."

"If one day, I find out you are lying to me..."

"Or if that nightmare keeps you from ever loving me..."

"I will turn you into a fool who only knows how to love me."

She whispered softly in Ye Xuan's ear. Her tone was as gentle as a lover's prattle, but the content was terrifying enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Ye Xuan closed his eyes.

But he did not sleep.

In his heart, he silently calculated the time.

His Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was already stabilized.

Most of the resources had been accumulated.

The Ten Thousand Mile Traceless Talisman was on standby.

Xia Lengyue, your patience is limited.

And my endurance... is also nearing its limit.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

During these three months, Ye Xuan was absolutely doted upon.

Xia Lengyue presented all the best things to him.

Heaven-tier cultivation methods, supreme-grade spirit pills, and even her own body, which was enough to drive the entire Qing Province crazy, she displayed before him without reservation.

However, Ye Xuan's reaction was always one of two:

Either a respectful and distant "Thank you, Senior Sister," or lying stiff as a corpse on the large bed.

This silent resistance drove Xia Lengyue crazier than direct insults.

Due to her prolonged failure to get what she wanted, her patience was finally worn down to its limit.

Lengyue Peak, Observation Deck.

Today, Xia Lengyue specially hosted a banquet.

Besides Ye Xuan, she also invited one other person, Lu Xian.

"Senior Brother Lu, this cup of wine is the Drunken Immortal Brew personally brewed by Lengyue. I do not let just anyone drink it."

Xia Lengyue wore an extremely gorgeous flowing immortal dress, leaning more than half of her body against the man opposite her.

Her eyes were like silk, her fingers gently tracing the rim of the man's wine cup. Her frivolous posture was exactly like that of a top courtesan vying for jealousy in a mortal brothel.

Lu Xian, sitting opposite her, could be called the sect's strongest genius.

He was born with a Lightning Spirit Root, had an mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, and was even the sect master's closed-door disciple. Regardless of identity, status, or strength, he stood at the very peak of the Qingyun Sect's pyramid.

Lu Xian looked at the Xia demonic woman before him, who was usually known for being aloof and bloodthirsty, now actually throwing herself into his arms. Although he had doubts in his heart, his male vanity was greatly satisfied.

He took the opportunity to hold Xia Lengyue's hand, while his gaze provocatively turned toward Ye Xuan, who stood to the side like a wooden stump, and laughed heartily:

"Haha! Junior Sister Xia's wine, as your senior brother, I naturally have to drink every last drop! It is just..."

Lu Xian shook his head in feigned regret, pointing at Ye Xuan and saying:

"Us enjoying wine and chatting merrily here, while having Junior Brother Ye stand to the side pouring wine, is it not a bit... inappropriate? After all, in name, he is still your Dao companion."

After speaking, his eyes were full of playful banter, waiting to see Ye Xuan fly into a rage out of humiliation.

According to common sense, any man who saw his woman flirting in another man's arms, even if he could not win in a fight, would turn pale with anger and perhaps even storm off.

Xia Lengyue was also staring fixedly at Ye Xuan from the corner of her eye.

She was waiting.

Waiting for him to get jealous.

Waiting for him to get angry.

Waiting for him to rush up, push Lu Xian away, and then domineeringly declare his sovereignty.

As long as he showed even the slightest reaction of caring, she would immediately tell Lu Xian to get lost, and then happily hold Ye Xuan and coax him all day long.

However.

Ye Xuan just bowed slightly, picked up the wine flagon, and with movements as standard as a well-trained servant, steadily filled Lu Xian's empty cup.

On his face hung a flawless, humble smile.

"Senior Brother Lu must be joking."

Ye Xuan's voice was gentle, neither rushed nor slow:

"Senior Brother Lu is a proud son of heaven, a dragon among men. Senior Sister Xia is a peerless beauty with outstanding talent."

He raised his head, his sincere gaze sweeping over the two of them, and finally said earnestly:

"As the old saying goes, a talented scholar matches a beautiful lady."

"Senior Brother and Senior Sister sitting together are like a perfect pair, radiant and dazzling. I am but a mediocre person who barely reached Foundation Establishment relying on Senior Sister's resources. To be able to pour wine for two geniuses here is already a great honor."

"In my eyes... you two are simply a golden couple, a match made in heaven."

Lu Xian was stunned. The words of humiliation he had originally prepared were now all stuck in his throat.

Was this Ye Xuan... brain-damaged? Or was he truly a cuckold without any dignity?

After a brief moment of astonishment, Lu Xian burst into a fit of wild laughter, laughing so hard tears almost came out. Pointing at Ye Xuan, he said to Xia Lengyue:

"Hahahaha! Interesting! Truly interesting!"

"Junior Sister, listen to this! Your little Dao companion's mind is truly as broad as the ocean! Even I feel inferior! Hahaha, a match made in heaven, well said! Exceptionally well said!"

He laughed unscrupulously, and even pushed his luck by reaching out to wrap his arm around Xia Lengyue's waist.

However.

There was no soft jade or warm fragrance as he had imagined.

A cold hand pressed onto his wrist.

"Get lost."

One word, seemingly drifting out from the Nine Nether Hells, carrying a bone-piercing chill.

Lu Xian's laughter stopped abruptly.

He looked down in astonishment, meeting a pair of eyes that were as crimson as blood and filled with tyrannical killing intent.

Where was the slightest trace of Xia Lengyue's earlier charm now?

She stared fixedly at Ye Xuan's calm and submissive face, the fury in her eyes threatening to burn away the last of her reason.

The spiritual energy within her body began to run wild, instantly reducing the surrounding tables and chairs to fine powder.

"Xia... Junior Sister Xia?" Lu Xian felt an inexplicable palpitation of fear.

"I told you to get lost! Can't you understand human speech?!"

With a backhand slap, she struck Lu Xian viciously across the face.

This palm strike was fueled by sheer rage, holding absolutely nothing back.

Lu Xian was sent flying like a kite with a snapped string. He was blasted dozens of feet away, crashing through a rockery. Blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, half of his facial bones completely shattered!

"Ah!"

Lu Xian screamed as he collapsed in the rubble. His eyes were filled with terror, completely failing to comprehend what had just happened. "Junior Sister... you..."

"If you don't get lost right now, I'll chop you to pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

A blood-red longsword appeared out of thin air in Xia Lengyue's hand, radiating a chilling sword aura.

How could Lu Xian dare to stay any longer? Scrambling and crawling, not even daring to leave behind a single parting threat, he transformed into a streak of light and fled in a pathetic panic.

In an instant.

Only two people remained in the garden.

The serving girls had long since fled without a trace in terror.

Ye Xuan maintained his bowing posture, pouring wine as if everything that had just occurred had nothing to do with him.

Not a single drop of wine from the flagon had been spilled.

"Clack."

Ye Xuan gently set down the wine flagon, took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands, and spoke in a flat tone:

"If Senior Sister hasn't enjoyed herself enough, I can go and invite Senior Brother Zhao back."

Xia Lengyue stood there, her chest heaving violently. The longsword in her grip hummed and vibrated from how tightly she was clenching it.

"I seek out other men, and you don't even care?"

After a long time.

Xia Lengyue turned around.

Her voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of a tremble, her gaze locked dead onto Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan lifted his head, his eyes clear and innocent.

He did not answer directly. Instead, he lowered his head, sighed softly, and revealed a perfectly measured look of inferiority and helplessness on his face:

"Senior Sister seeking a Dao companion is your own business."

"I am now nothing but a piece of trash who barely managed to reach the Foundation Establishment realm by relying on Senior Sister's resources. What right do I have to care?"

"Furthermore..."

Ye Xuan paused, then smiled bitterly. "Brother Lu is indeed stronger than I am, and he knows better how to please Senior Sister. If I were to stand in the way, wouldn't I be delaying Senior Sister's happiness?"

"Delaying?"

Xia Lengyue lowered her head, chewing over the word.

Suddenly.

Her figure blurred, and in an instant, she appeared right in front of Ye Xuan!

An icy hand clamped in a death grip around Ye Xuan's throat!

"Ugh..." Ye Xuan was hoisted up by a massive force, his feet leaving the ground. His face instantly flushed red as he struggled to breathe.

But he did not struggle.

He simply let his arms hang limply, quietly looking at the crazed woman before him.

"Stop pretending!"

Xia Lengyue roared hysterically, tears bursting from her eyes:

"Ye Xuan, how much longer are you going to keep up this act?"

"Can't you see my feelings for you these past few days? I've poured my heart out to you! I've even thrown away my dignity!"

"I let that disgusting man get close to me just to make you jealous! Just to get you to scold me! Even if you hit me, that would be fine!"

"But what about you?"

"A match made in heaven? What a great match made in heaven!"

Xia Lengyue's fingers continuously tightened, her nails digging into Ye Xuan's flesh, sending blood trickling down his neck.

"Your disgust for me is visible to the naked eye!"

"Don't think I don't know! When we were in bed, you clearly had a reaction, your body was clearly hot, but the way you looked at me was like you were looking at a corpse! Like a piece of rotting meat!"

"You would rather mutilate yourself than touch me!"

"Just what exactly are you trying to do?"

She leaned in close to Ye Xuan, their faces almost touching. The madness in her eyes gradually morphed into a profound sense of suspicion and fear:

"Could it be..."

"Have you already awakened your past life memories?"

"You know who I am... You know what happened between us?"

Boom!

As soon as these words came out, it was like a clap of thunder.

Ye Xuan's pupils slightly contracted for a fraction of a second. Although it was incredibly fast, it was still caught by Xia Lengyue.

Just as I thought!

Xia Lengyue's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the abyss.

However, in the next second.

The expression on Ye Xuan's face shifted into one of extreme astonishment and bewilderment.

"Cough, cough... Past... past life?"

He squeezed out the words with difficulty, his eyes full of confusion, and even a hint of the grievance of being wronged:

"What past life? Senior Sister... what are you talking about?"

"What kind of person... was I in my past life?"

This expression was far too realistic.

So realistic that even Xia Lengyue was stunned.

The force in her hand loosened slightly, a flash of hesitation crossing her eyes. "You... really don't know?"