books44 Chapter 196 A Small Test in the Flower Garden
Chapter 196 A Small Test in the Flower Garden
"Miss Qianfang's methods are unpredictable. I am willing to accept your punishment..."
As the two drew closer, Lin Qianfang could easily subdue him with a wave of her hand. Luo Sifan obediently admitted his mistake and surrendered, lest Lin Qianfang suddenly lash out and hurt him.
Lin Qianfang sneered, thinking to herself that as expected of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, even after learning only a smattering of sword cultivation, he was still so opportunistic and spineless.
With her alluring beauty, wouldn't Lin Qianfang easily win over the disciples of the Hehuan Sect? The difference in their attractiveness to the opposite sex is like heaven and earth.
Prejudice preceded her, so Lin Qianfang not only didn't suspect Luo Sifan's weak performance, but was secretly excited.
The young man before her was full of yang energy and exceptionally handsome, far exceeding her expectations, making her feel that the trip was worthwhile.
Revenge on Lin Qianxiu? She had completely abandoned any thoughts of fighting, killing, or making a scene.
Subduing this kid and allowing Lin Qianxiu to grow a lush green head would not only vent her anger, but also, if she continued to cultivate the relationship, it would surely be a brilliant move.
Lin Qianfang's mind raced, and before she knew it, fire was burning in her eyes. Luo Sifan, experienced as he was, knew that Lin Qianfang was already ready to pounce, and secretly groaned in despair.
A powerful surge of energy rushed through Luo Sifan's waist; it was Lin Qianfang exerting her strength impatiently.
The power of space forced Luo Sifan into Lin Qianfang's soft, fragrant embrace. She wrapped her arms around him, fastening them again, rendering the blushing, struggling Luo Sifan unable to move.
"Young Master Lin, am I really that scary?"
Lin Qianfang had Luo Sifan completely under her thumb. While enjoying the warm, elastic feel of their skin touching, she smiled and followed Luo Sifan's shy, evasive eyes, teasing him.
"Miss Qianfang, if you continue like this, I'm about to lose my composure!"
Luo Sifan's words were half true and half false. He panted heavily and complained, and the spiritual energy in his body became somewhat chaotic as a result.
"Is your identity as a member of the Joyful Union Sect genuine or not?"
Lin Qianfang sensed Luo Sifan's spiritual energy surging erratically, but couldn't discern many details for a moment. She assumed he was truly suffering from lust, which was causing his cultivation to be sluggish. Her eyebrows twitched again, and she became somewhat suspicious.
It's unbelievable that a member of the prestigious Hehuan Sect could be so easily provoked! Lin Qianfang has a wide range of knowledge, and her sharp eyes could not easily deceive her.
“Miss Qianfang, you are dazzlingly beautiful. I am just a country bumpkin. How could I have ever had the chance to try this? I cultivate the Yang-nourishing body. My foundation has not yet been broken. I cannot deplete my primordial Yang. Otherwise, the effects of dual cultivation will be greatly reduced.”
Luo Sifan made up a story, saying that he had seen enough of the Hehuan Sect's ancient collection from Jiang Hansu, and that the art of nourishing yang really did exist.
Lin Qianfang was of a higher level of understanding and had stronger self-control than him. Although he had intended to use her and deliberately flirt with her, he couldn't help but start to take the act seriously and become confused and infatuated.
There's no other reason than that Luo Sifan's burgeoning enthusiasm and his awkward, hesitant demeanor were portrayed so perfectly that she couldn't help but believe it.
What bad intentions could a man have that she can manipulate so easily?
As expected of someone with a Yang-nourishing constitution! Yang energy permeates the body, making it as firm as refined steel.
Lin Qianfang clicked her tongue inwardly, unable to help but yearn for the perfected Yang-cultivating body, and consciously loosened her jade arm slightly. She was reluctant to go too far and potentially ruin this boy's cultivation.
"alright, alright!"
Luo Sifan's face flushed red, his expression extremely conflicted. He seemed to be both reluctant to give up the pleasure of being with Lin Qianfang and worried that his yang energy would be completely wasted.
Despite his flustered movements, he still managed to entangle Lin Qianfang, but dared not get too close at crucial moments.
"Lin Xiaozhi! I've let you off the hook, now let go of my hand!"
Lin Qianfang gave a light scolding, feeling both annoyed and amused. She had cultivated for decades and met countless people, but this was the first time she had been entangled like an octopus, constantly taking advantage of others while showing disdain.
The Hehuan Sect truly lived up to its reputation as a long-lost sect of erotic cultivators. Lin Qianfang's first taste of the Hehuan Sect members was as extraordinary and exciting as playing with fire.
Fortunately, their vital points were finally separated, and the chaotic spiritual energy within Luo Sifan's body finally calmed down somewhat.
"Miss Qianfang, please don't blame me for being abrupt, it's just that you are too tempting!"
Luo Sifan opened his mouth to explain, seemingly trying his best to control the chaotic spiritual energy within his body:
"My sect's cultivation methods are incredibly diverse, and Miss may not know this. Please allow me to calm down and gather this Yang-nourishing body!"
Lin Qianfang glanced down and felt inexplicably startled.
"Lin Xiaozhi, why are you even more arrogant than before?"
Lin Qianfang had seen many ordinary things, from common heroes to immortal cultivators, but for the first time, a strange and awe-inspiring feeling welled up in her heart.
Luo Sifan noticed her momentary lapse in concentration and secretly marveled at her skill.
"Miss Qianfang, lift your face and look at me!"
Luo Sifan, panting heavily, awkwardly woke up Lin Qianfang, whose face was filled with doubt.
"Did this scare you? Your yang energy has been suppressed for too long, and your arousal has brought all its essence to this place. The more you look at it, the more flamboyant it becomes..."
Lin Qianfang dismissed her initial unease and looked at Luo Sifan's handsome face, his eyes sparkling with affection, and immediately dispelled her suspicions.
"Afraid of it? Hmph..."
Relying on Luo Sifan's doting gaze, Lin Qianfang was already confident that she had him under her thumb. She was unwilling to admit defeat and pursed her red lips in a provocative manner.
The sword intent that cut through the flower bushes was concealed by the turbulent spiritual energy within Luo Sifan's body. It had been accumulating within him for a long time and was just about to reach the threshold for triggering.
"Qianfang, you should be afraid of it."
A cold glint flashed in Luo Sifan's eyes. He muttered a strange remark that left Lin Qianfang bewildered. Suddenly, his movements became rough. He grabbed Lin Qianfang's shoulder and made as if to kiss her.
Lin Qianfang struggled briefly, her hesitation vanishing in an instant, before tilting her head back, opening her lips, and brazenly letting him taste her.
Although Luo Sifan's unauthorized actions displeased her somewhat, fortunately, his face was so pleasing that Lin Qianfang tolerated him taking some sweet treats as payment for his subservience.
Luo Sifan had already honed his skills to perfection under Yu Lishuang's tutelage; the angle, the pressure, and the coordination between his lips and tongue were all just right.
In an instant, Lin Qianfang broke her jaw and allowed Luo Sifan to conquer and plunder her territory, surrendering to him.
Luo Sifan's sword intent to cut through the flower bushes was stimulated by the spring atmosphere, like spring water overflowing, naturally surging from his body's energy channels and gathering in one place.
Lin Qianfang's intoxication lasted only a moment before the suppressed unease surged back into her heart, even overshadowing the sweetness and excitement.
The Luo Sifan before her was like a lurking ferocious beast, ready to devour anyone it could. What terrified her most was the ugly creature she both hated and loved.
A sense of danger surged like a raging wave, and Lin Qianfang finally changed color, yielding to her well-cultivated spiritual sense.
"Let go! Lin Xiaozhi, something's wrong with you!"
Lin Qianfang still managed to save face, managing to catch her breath before her jade-like face turned cold as she glared at Luo Sifan, who was still relentlessly demanding more.