Forcing the Aloof Master to Madness - Chapter 43

Wang Xi  watched Shen Lezhi’s  descending movement, and the rationality in her heart rapidly retreated.

Inside the two people’s Spiritual Platforms, their spiritual consciousnesses desperately intertwined, inseparable.

Wang Xi was battered by those waves of heat, feeling close to melting into them.

She held Shen Lezhi tightly. That soft, yet flame-like breathing caused Wang Xi’s restraint to crumble.

She was gasping just as urgently as Shen Lezhi. In the Spiritual Platform, their consciousnesses were in joint turmoil.

It was the simultaneous and closely intertwined peak of madness for both of them.

Wang Xi’s entire body trembled uncontrollably.

But this couldn’t happen.

She understood that all of this was only to heal Shen Lezhi, and Shen Lezhi’s current state of immersion was merely due to the Dual Cultivation technique.

Wang Xi herself was the same.

Wasn’t this present state of being unable to restrain herself also only due to the Dual Cultivation technique?

She closed her eyes and, in extreme excitement, pushed away the kiss Shen Lezhi was pressing upon her.

Shen Lezhi seemed dissatisfied, but unfortunately, her entire body was limp at this moment. When Wang Xi pulled her away, she could only tremble and bite Wang Xi’s neck again in a venting manner.

The cool skin here was also very delicious. Her lips pressed close to the other person’s skin, bringing Shen Lezhi an overwhelming pleasure that drowned her mind and body.

Even though Wang Xi did nothing else but hold her, she was completely lost in this enchanting atmosphere, crying softly, her voice winding and murmuring.

The Dual Cultivation lasted for nearly three hours, until dawn broke, and both of them were too exhausted to even sit up.

Wang Xi was not much better off. She gently placed the exhausted and sleeping Shen Lezhi onto the bed, cast a cleansing spell on both of them, and then left the room to meditate in the courtyard.

She silently recited the Heart Cleansing Mantra, attempting to suppress the unreleased passion in her heart.

But the fire only burned fiercer. The spiritual power of ice and snow that permeated her being could not suppress the flame igniting in her heart.

Every part of her body felt exquisitely sensitive, as if the feeling was bone-deep. Although the Dual Cultivation had ended, and she had left Shen Lezhi’s Spiritual Platform, she could not erase the memory of that madness.

Wang Xi abruptly stood up and flew her sword to the mountain forest she had visited before, once again sinking into the deep water below, vainly hoping that the chilling current would wash away the fiercely burning flames in her body.

When Shen Lezhi awoke, she stared at the edge of the bed, her calm heart being scorched layer by layer by anger.

She had not lost her memory. She remembered everything that had happened between her and Wang Xi in the room earlier.

The intertwined breaths, the merging of spiritual consciousnesses within the Spiritual Platform.

Her involuntary closeness, her wanton licking and biting of Wang Xi’s neck, and even… her desire to kiss Wang Xi.

Shen Lezhi began to tremble all over.

How dare she? How dare Wang Xi treat her this way?!

Luring her to engage in that kind of activity.

Forcing her into the abyss of desire.

How dare the other party be so despicable!

Shen Lezhi pressed her fingertips against her chest, her chest heaving violently with rage.

Did Wang Xi stop being hypocritical after revealing her identity? Casually manipulating her, knowing full well that she would definitely not want to do such a thing, so she lured her, making her basely abandon all resistance and become infatuated with her.

Shen Lezhi knew Wang Xi still didn’t believe she wasn’t the original heroine. The other party had denied her identity more than once. Even when Shen Lezhi was immersed in lust, the other party insisted that Shen Lezhi was her disciple.

This made Shen Lezhi sick.

Shen Lezhi gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the immense force.

Even though there was no excessive physical contact between them, the spiritual connection—the merging of senses while being treated as someone else—and the feeling of extreme excitement that made her want to merge into the other person’s body—all made Shen Lezhi feel disgusted.

Her teeth chattered, and a wave of nausea rose in her throat. She breathed heavily, frantically got out of bed, leaned on the wooden table, and dry-heaved uncontrollably.

Shen Lezhi’s body was extremely weak. Although there was some alleviation now—and she knew the Medical Immortal’s medical skills were excellent—the trauma caused by destroying her own meridians still tormented her every moment.

But the pain in her body was less severe than the bitterness in her heart. Wang Xi’s actions caused her pain and distress.

Whether it was still refusing to believe she wasn’t the original heroine or deliberately forcing her into spiritual union, it made Shen Lezhi despair.

What made Shen Lezhi even more unacceptable was the extreme joy she felt at that time, how her mind and body were completely happy.

She wasn’t unconscious then; she knew exactly who was in front of her, yet she couldn’t muster even a hint of unwillingness.

She had also desired Wang Xi.

She half-knelt by the wooden table, coughing violently. Just then, the door of the wooden house opened. Shen Lezhi’s field of vision was low, and she first saw the hem of the person’s robe embroidered with mist and clouds.

Shen Lezhi coughed again, the coughing growing stronger, as if she was trying to cough out her own lungs.

Wang Xi approached. The coldness Shen Lezhi was familiar with now carried a moist aura.

Wang Xi did not reach out to help her up directly but slightly lifted a finger, supporting Shen Lezhi with spiritual power.

Her expression was cool, her skin paler than snow. She was soaking wet, and water was still dripping from her hair.

This made her aura even colder than usual, carrying the sticky dampness of water.

What was most shocking was the terrifying dark red marks covering her neck.

They stretched from the side of her neck to her throat bone, extending to her jaw.

It made her look extremely cold yet strangely seductive.

Shen Lezhi’s breathing almost stopped. How could someone like Wang Xi be associated with the word “seductive”?

But even when Shen Lezhi was controlled by lust, she still clearly remembered that the corners of Wang Xi’s lowered eyes were redder than rouge.

Shen Lezhi couldn’t calmly face Wang Xi. Seeing this face now, she was instantly filled with anger.

With the other party’s cultivation, a casual spell could completely eliminate the marks on her body. Was she deliberately keeping them to remind Shen Lezhi of her confused and involuntary surrender at that time?!

Shen Lezhi trembled and casually threw the teacup on the table at Wang Xi. She was so out of control that she wanted to scream at Wang Xi, but a choke in her throat blocked all her hatred.

Wang Xi did not dodge, allowing the white porcelain cup to hit her body. A small teacup was hardly a weapon, so how could it harm her?

She allowed Shen Lezhi to vent, but she was fundamentally domineering. When Shen Lezhi was done venting, Wang Xi approached with a cold face and reached out to hold her down.

Shen Lezhi was furious and loathed her touch, fiercely trying to push Wang Xi away. But now, lacking spiritual power and physically weak, she had no ability to resist.

But Shen Lezhi never showed weakness because she was weak. She didn’t care about life or death, so what was there to fear now?

She couldn’t push Wang Xi away. The latter’s fingers had already touched her waist. Wang Xi’s body moisture clung to Shen Lezhi’s fingertips, especially her wet long hair draped over her shoulder, which was black like ink and felt like fine silk.

Shen Lezhi was in no mood to appreciate it. Since she couldn’t push Wang Xi away, she raised her hands and did what Wang Xi had done to her.

Her fingers savagely dug into Wang Xi’s neck. Deep fingerprints would be left on that marked, snowy-white neck.

Shen Lezhi used tremendous force. Since arriving in this world, she had always cherished kindness in her heart and had never actively harmed anyone. She was not accustomed to the so-called law of the jungle outside, where people drew blood for opportunities and artifacts.

She had guarded her own small field, indulging in the planting of spiritual herbs, unwilling to participate in the chaos and conflict.

She never imagined she would so frantically choke Wang Xi’s neck, her face becoming even distorted from the effort.

She genuinely wished Wang Xi would die at this moment. The fingers that touched her body made her almost lose all rationality, unable to maintain the kindness she had always upheld.

But Wang Xi’s cold eyes were like a piece of ice without warmth, falling upon Shen Lezhi without the slightest change in emotion.

She neither dodged nor stopped Shen Lezhi’s actions. Her eyes held frost, coldly allowing Shen Lezhi to torment her.

Shen Lezhi met her gaze, seeing only cold indifference in those eyes.

Shen Lezhi knew she simply couldn’t kill her.

Forget choking her neck like this, even stabbing her body with a sharp weapon wouldn’t kill her.

Shen Lezhi finally let out an uncontrollable whimper, not crying from anger, but because Wang Xi’s spiritual power had gently drilled into her Spiritual Platform.

Perhaps because they had already had one Dual Cultivation experience, Wang Xi’s spiritual power invaded more easily than before.

Despite Shen Lezhi’s intense mental resistance, her Spiritual Platform instinctively felt a trace of pleasure when it sensed the other party’s spiritual power.

She couldn’t stop shaking.

Before completely losing her mind, she screamed sharply at Wang Xi: “I am not Shen Lezhi! I am not your disciple, and I absolutely do not want to do this with you!”

But Wang Xi paused only slightly with her fingers and did not respond, controlling her spiritual power to circulate wantonly within Shen Lezhi’s meridians.

Shen Lezhi used all her strength, trying to evade the sudden and inexplicable pleasure.

That euphoria that drilled into her bones and etched itself into her soul.

In just a few breaths, it had plundered all her senses.

Wang Xi reached out to hold her again, only carrying her back to the bed and refraining from touching her further.

However, the ice-snow-like spiritual power never ceased its invasion of Shen Lezhi for a single moment.

Shen Lezhi’s rationality was tottering. She looked up and could see Wang Xi’s cold, indifferent eyes before her. She had once thought this person was a celestial fairy who descended to the mortal world but still retained the gods’ detachment.

But now, Wang Xi’s appearance was disheveled, and the marks on her body made her look utterly seductive and chaotic.

As Shen Lezhi’s senses continued to sharpen, Wang Xi’s cold eyes gradually became tinged with crimson.

Shen Lezhi began to gasp uncontrollably. This low sound reached Wang Xi’s ears, causing the latter to tremble as well.

Their shared senses meant that even pleasure was doubled. Even though Wang Xi avoided physical contact this time, she still couldn’t resist the profound excitement of the moment.

Wang Xi closed her eyes, trying desperately to restrain her desire.

She even cast a binding spell on both herself and Shen Lezhi. The two could no longer move or touch each other.

But even so, the craving and joy emanating from their Spiritual Platforms continued to torment them.

Wang Xi could no longer maintain her cold demeanor, unable to suppress a faint groan that rose in her throat.

This subtle sound, tinged with lust, drew Shen Lezhi into an even deeper trance.

Shen Lezhi’s half-closed, hazy eyes were longing for touch.

The unconscious soft moans escaping her lips were almost driving Wang Xi mad.

And this moment of sensual beauty, with the ever-tightening fusion of their spiritual consciousnesses, was felt even more clearly by Wang Xi.

The unbearable urge for intimacy with the other party made her bound body constantly try to break through the restrictions.

It felt as if fire was burning inside her body; even her exhaled breath was moist and hot.

Wang Xi finally couldn’t resist embracing Shen Lezhi. Her fingers trembled, and despite the pressure of the binding spell, she still tightly held Shen Lezhi in her arms.

It was because Shen Lezhi’s slightly reddened eyes were so madly tempting her.

The intimacy of the Dual Cultivation technique had always been mutual. How could the chaotic daze only be produced by Shen Lezhi?

Wang Xi’s dampness from the water also transferred to Shen Lezhi with this close embrace, and her nostrils were enveloped in the moisture.

The unique fragrance in the water permeated the space between them, ultimately leading both of them to sink into it.

The Dual Cultivation ended once more. Although Wang Xi couldn’t resist holding Shen Lezhi, she only embraced her. She consistently guarded her last sliver of sanity, knowing that she must not completely lose herself in greed at a time like this.

Shen Lezhi did not immediately fall asleep this time.

She awoke from the state of lust and saw Wang Xi gripping her tightly.

Even the sound of their mutual heavy breathing had not completely stopped, and their bodies were still trembling slightly.

The scorching body heat was the temperature of their tight embrace and fusion. Wang Xi’s breathing, more urgent than usual, continuously sounded in Shen Lezhi’s ears.

But Shen Lezhi was already sober.

Completely sober. The heat in her body could not suppress the coldness at the core of her heart.

She pushed Wang Xi away. The latter did not resist, falling back with the force of her push.

Wang Xi was pushed and leaned against the side of the bed, her chest heaving violently from her unresolved, rapid breathing.

She slightly tilted her head back, seemingly trying to alleviate the turmoil within her body. Her slightly raised jaw presented an elegant posture, but the chaotic marks on her neck were fully exposed.

The marks there were left by Shen Lezhi. A few fresh blue-purple fingerprints were now intertwined with Wang Xi’s already messy bite marks.

It was shocking to behold.

Shen Lezhi’s hateful emotions suddenly halted upon seeing such marks on the other party. The anger in her throat was stuck, unable to be vented.

Wang Xi had now resumed her cold demeanor, but that cool, indifferent face, in contrast to the unsightly marks on her body, made it impossible for Shen Lezhi to look at her directly.

Shen Lezhi was so angry she wanted to choke her to death, but didn’t her neck already bear the fingerprints she herself had inflicted?

Shen Lezhi knew Wang Xi had barely touched her, but the merging of spiritual consciousnesses had achieved a sense of pleasure in their Spiritual Platforms that drove them both to the brink of collapse. Shen Lezhi could not calmly accept this, no matter what.

“What more do you want to do to torment me, Wang Xi?” she said wearily, her tone filled with the desperation of futile struggle.

She didn’t even want to argue loudly and sharply with Wang Xi anymore because those emotional breakdowns and outbursts were completely useless.

Shen Lezhi was equally clear that her weak words at this moment would also be useless against Wang Xi.

Sure enough, Wang Xi remained silent.

She then cast a cleansing spell on Shen Lezhi and left again.

Wang Xi finally used a spell to remove the marks on her neck, but in the following days, day and night, Wang Xi’s body was repeatedly left with deep bite marks and scratches by Shen Lezhi.

Because Shen Lezhi had not appeared since the day of the arena competition, and didn’t even respond to transmissions from Senior Sister Yunsha, Senior Sister Yunsha came to Wang Xi’s courtyard after failing to find her at Shen Lezhi’s residence.

She did indeed see Shen Lezhi, whose lifeless expression alarmed Senior Sister Yunsha. Senior Sister Yunsha flew down on her sword but found that a spell formation had been cast on the courtyard, isolating the area from the outside world.

This was Immortal Venerable Jiyue’s  residence, and coupled with the abnormal lack of news from Shen Lezhi recently, it was quite clear who had cast the spell formation.

Why would the Immortal Venerable trap Lezhi?

Had Junior Sister Shen committed some great error and was being punished by the Immortal Venerable again?

Senior Sister Yunsha simply couldn’t understand.

But she was too worried about Shen Lezhi and decided to forcefully break the formation without waiting for Wang Xi to return.

Fortunately, Wang Xi’s formation-setting technique was not particularly advanced. Although the spiritual power of the formation was domineering, the formation core was too obvious, and Senior Sister Yunsha was able to crack it.

She broke the formation and walked into the small courtyard, intending to ask Shen Lezhi the reason, but she first noticed the slight flush around the corners of the other party’s eyes and the faint seductive scratches visible beneath her clothes.

These were marks Shen Lezhi had inadvertently inflicted upon herself during the previous Dual Cultivation when she couldn’t restrain herself, frantically begging Wang Xi to undo the bindings and then passionately dissolving in the Sea of Consciousness.

Wang Xi always left in a hurry after the session, failing to notice the scratches hidden beneath Shen Lezhi’s clothes.

However, this was enough for Senior Sister Yunsha to draw conclusions.

Senior Sister Yunsha’s approaching footsteps halted. Although she was single-mindedly devoted to cultivation and had never experienced love, she knew what such obvious marks indicated.

But this was Immortal Venerable Jiyue’s house.

Senior Sister Yunsha’s expression was one of unconcealed horror. A pang of distress went through her heart. After a moment’s hesitation, she carefully asked, “Lezhi, was this consensual?”

Shen Lezhi’s lifeless gaze looked over. Seeing those dull, lightless eyes, Senior Sister Yunsha didn’t need Shen Lezhi to reply; she already knew the answer.

If it were consensual, why would she look like this, and why would the Immortal Venerable cast a spell to trap her in this small courtyard?

A wave of anger rose in Senior Sister Yunsha’s heart. The Immortal Venerable was a respected person, and like thousands of cultivators, she revered the strongest person in the Xuan Yu Sect.

But the other party was forcing her own disciple to engage in such indecent acts.

Senior Sister Yunsha reached out and took Shen Lezhi’s hand, wanting to comfort her, but not knowing how to start.

However, when her fingers touched Shen Lezhi’s pulse, she suddenly felt something was wrong and asked in surprise: “Lezhi, why have you lost your spiritual power?”

Senior Sister Yunsha could not directly invade Shen Lezhi’s meridians like Wang Xi and did not know that the latter’s meridians were already damaged.

However, Shen Lezhi did not intend to hide it and quickly replied to Senior Sister Yunsha: “I destroyed my own cultivation, damaging my meridians. The Medical Immortal said I likely won’t live for more than a year.”

Senior Sister Yunsha was even more shocked. With a little association, she concluded that Wang Xi had forced Shen Lezhi, leading Shen Lezhi to destroy her own meridians and seek death.

She became even more grief-stricken and indignant.

She abruptly squeezed Shen Lezhi’s hands, her eyes full of heartache and resentment.

She had watched Shen Lezhi grow up. In front of her, Shen Lezhi was always lively and well-behaved. As a child, she would always run to her to complain because Immortal Venerable Jiyue was too distant. Later, although she didn’t mention the Immortal Venerable much, she still liked to cling to her. How could things be this way with the Immortal Venerable now?

“If Lezhi wants to leave, I can help you,” Senior Sister Yunsha said gently, raising her hand to stroke Shen Lezhi’s cheek with pity. The paleness of her face caused her heartache and regret.

Just as her finger was about to touch Shen Lezhi, a blast of icy spiritual energy surged from behind her.

Senior Sister Yunsha was not alarmed. She had expected this when she broke the formation. Since the Immortal Venerable had set up such a formation, she would inevitably know when it was broken.

The Immortal Venerable’s formation technique was not advanced. A small trapping formation only served as a warning. When the formation was broken, she would naturally rush back quickly.

However, the cold aura was truly domineering, and Senior Sister Yunsha could feel the needle-like anger within it.

Immortal Venerable Jiyue’s spiritual consciousness was omnipresent. The words she had just spoken must have been heard by the Immortal Venerable.

Senior Sister Yunsha tightened her grip on her spatial ring, ready to pull out the life-saving artifact that Feng Nianzhen (鳳念真) had given her.

But those things probably wouldn’t help much. The Immortal Venerable’s strength surpassed even her Master, Feng Nianzhen.

However, Wang Xi did not attack her. She only walked in front of her, her aura towering like a mountain, firmly pressing down on her.

“Did Feng Nianzhen teach you to privately break my formation and trespass into my courtyard?” Wang Xi’s tone was icy, her cold eyes containing shards of ice. She stood still in front of Senior Sister Yunsha, her gaze lowered.

Her eyes fell on the hands of Shen Lezhi and Senior Sister Yunsha that were clasped together, and her thin lips instantly tightened even further.

Senior Sister Yunsha was so suppressed she couldn’t speak. All the bones in her body groaned from the immense pressure.

She knew she couldn’t fight Wang Xi and dared not resist. She only looked up and saw Wang Xi reaching out to pull Shen Lezhi toward her. Remembering what she had just speculated, her heart was filled with grief and indignation.

“Get out.” Wang Xi didn’t want to be entangled with Senior Sister Yunsha anymore and simply waved her hand, driving the person out of the courtyard.

After driving her out, Wang Xi finally calmed down. It was then that she finally noticed the marks on Shen Lezhi’s body and largely guessed what Yunsha knew.

Her eyes darkened, and she then cast a spell to eliminate the marks on Shen Lezhi’s body.

Senior Sister Yunsha, who had been driven out of the courtyard, breathed a slight sigh of relief. Wang Xi’s terrifying pressure vanished as soon as she left the courtyard.

Everything that happened seemed frightening, but Senior Sister Yunsha understood a few things. The Immortal Venerable did not harm her; she merely drove her out.

The other party seemed enraged but was still restrained.

Things might not yet be at a point of no return.

Senior Sister Yunsha sighed and immediately sent a transmission to Feng Nianzhen of the Xuan Yu Sect.

When her Master sent her and Hua Man (花蔓) to Youfang Academy, she had instructed her to closely observe Immortal Venerable Jiyue, as her Master had long suspected that the current Immortal Venerable Jiyue was acting strangely.

Her Master hadn’t elaborated, but now it seemed that it was this scandalous affair between Shen Lezhi and Immortal Venerable Jiyue.

Wang Xi pulled Shen Lezhi into the room. Her demonic impulse was not removed, and the sudden anger that rose in her heart was like a burning inferno.

She stared at Shen Lezhi, her eyes abnormally cold. Her hand, gripping the latter’s, overlaid the spot where Shen Lezhi had been touched by Yunsha with an icy temperature.

Wang Xi knew what this was. The completely seamless union of the Dual Cultivation technique made her uncontrollably possessive of Shen Lezhi.

That frantic possessiveness, almost instantly elevated her demonic impulse the moment she saw Shen Lezhi touch Yunsha.

But Wang Xi desperately restrained herself. She didn’t want Shen Lezhi to notice anything, desperately controlling even her breathing.

Only the slightest tremor of her eyelashes could reveal the extreme suppression in her heart.

But Shen Lezhi could not see Wang Xi’s true feelings at this moment. This person was too good at pretending, and Shen Lezhi had no ability to probe deeply.

In Shen Lezhi’s eyes, Wang Xi was using her as someone else, luring her to descend into lust, forcing her into pleasure, and trampling on her dignity.

The other party lured her repeatedly, leaving Shen Lezhi in agonizing pain once the pleasure ended.

Even after Wang Xi cast the binding spell, when the Dual Cultivation was over and Wang Xi undid the restraints, Shen Lezhi, still in the afterglow, would frantically ride and bite her with crimson eyes.

As if wanting to bite off her flesh and blood.

“How much more do you want to torment me?!” Shen Lezhi straddled her, staring down at her. Her lips were stained with Wang Xi’s blood from the fierce biting moments ago.

Wang Xi’s body was also permeated with that extreme joy, the lingering excitement having no outlet.

Maintaining rationality at that time had nearly exhausted all her energy. Now, she wearily closed her eyes, unsure how to answer.

Should she tell Shen Lezhi that she did this daily only because the Dual Cultivation technique could save her?

If she said that, Shen Lezhi would likely prefer death rather than accept this method again.

But Shen Lezhi had always refused any intimacy between them.

So, she turned her face away and did not answer, allowing Shen Lezhi to vent her anger freely.

Perhaps this was what she deserved to repay.

When Shen Lezhi’s meridians recovered and she was no longer in danger of death, she would let her go.

Wang Xi listened to Shen Lezhi’s choked roars of anger, felt the pain inflicted upon her body, and suppressed the urge to embrace the other party.

All of this would be worth it.

Because her Sun-Facing Precious Flower would always smile toward the sun.