I Want to Be Beautiful Alone [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Consummating Our Marriage (3)

The wine spilled, flowing over ravines, canyons, and plains, like streams and rivers surging out after the collapse of the world’s axis and the severing of the earth’s bonds—a scene of exquisite, unparalleled beauty.

Xia Jingzhe tasted the bracing sweetness, which carried a subtle fragrance unique to the sachet Xu Jiao wore, mingling with the scent of wine and making her feel even more dizzy.

In that moment, everything Xia Jingzhe looked at was a vivid red and a dazzling, warm jade color, mutually enhancing and interweaving. She licked the liquid stained on her lips, a fire erupting in her throat, and her eyes revealed an expression of deep immersion.

“You are presumptuous!”

Xu Jiao moved. The black mysterious iron chain, which sealed her cultivation at the wrists, chimed with a crisp, clear sound. This sound, normally quite pleasant, now, due to the sensual atmosphere in the room, seemed like a witness to this transgressive sin, constantly reminding the two of the absurdity unfolding inside.

Xia Jingzhe cupped her face, looking at the blush of anger rising on her cheeks. For a moment, she was utterly mesmerized. She praised her softly: “Senior Sister’s eyes are so beautiful, brighter than the starlight in the sky—”

“Look, I never knew Senior Sister was this beautiful even when angry. Truly the number one beauty of our Kunlun Sect.”

She seemed drunk. Her chaotic kisses were like flames, scattering in clusters across Xu Jiao’s face and neck, then spreading further, until Xu Jiao, despite lying on the cold jade bed, was so hot that her breathing became ragged.

“Xia, Junior Sister Xia…”

Xu Jiao realized that confronting this little pervert aggressively wouldn’t work. Holding onto a sliver of hope, she used a soft tone she rarely employed, attempting to reason and negotiate with her:

“Such actions disregard human ethics and are utterly inappropriate. I will assume you were temporarily confused today. If you release me now and return to the sect, I will absolutely never mention what happened today… If you don’t believe me, I can swear a heart-demon oath—”

Her voice was intermittent. She turned her head away, not wanting to look at the terrible scene, and spoke with slightly unstable breathing.

Xia Jingzhe lifted her head from Xu Jiao’s front. Seeing her expression of reluctance to look at the absurd scene, she suddenly reached out, pinched her chin, and forcefully tried to turn her face back.

It was Xu Jiao whose cultivation was sealed, not Xia Jingzhe. Even with only a slight application of force, Xu Jiao felt as if her jaw might shatter. A sense of anger inevitably rose within her, and she frowned, glaring at Xia Jingzhe.

Xia Jingzhe stared at the faint layer of anger in those boundless dark eyes, and a sweet smile bloomed on her lips. The sweetness seeped into her voice, giving her laughter an inexplicable seductive quality.

“Confused? Senior Sister, I am not confused.”

“I have waited for this day for too long—”

“Let me think, when did these feelings begin… Perhaps it was at first sight. The moment I first saw Senior Sister, I thought, Have I seen an immortal? How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?“

Looking at the infatuated adoration in her eyes and listening to her drunken murmurs, Xu Jiao’s eyes remained perfectly clear.

It was as if she was not the one covered in wine and with her robes torn. She listened to Xia Jingzhe confess her love without sorrow or joy, completely untouched, as if listening to someone else’s story.

Halfway through her words, Xia Jingzhe met her placid eyes. Her tone paused, and the grip on Xu Jiao’s chin relaxed slightly. Looking at the finger marks left on that jade-white chin, a satisfied expression surfaced in her eyes, and she asked Xu Jiao:

“Why won’t Senior Sister answer my question? Senior Sister still hasn’t told me, are you an immortal or not?”

Xu Jiao felt relief in her heart that the insane actions had temporarily ceased. She thought that perhaps this plot could still be salvaged. After all, the System had warned her that if she failed to successfully revise the ending, she would continue to transmigrate like this, chapter by chapter…

She only wanted to live her peaceful, happy shut-in life. She did not want to experience these thrilling, anxiety-ridden events in her own novel, where she was woken up in the middle of the night by an internal alarm to save people because of the protagonist. It really wasn’t a good life.

Xia Jingzhe heard Xu Jiao calmly reply: “No.”

Hearing this answer, she laughed. It was as if the red spider lilies outside the window were aggressively blooming in her beautiful face, revealing a three-parts evil quality without reason.

“But I feel that Senior Sister is.”

She suddenly changed the subject: “The ancient texts of Kunlun record that in the primordial era, before the Celestial Gods fell, the Sky Gods could sense the Heavenly Dao and shared its lifespan, treating all living beings in the mortal world equally. What are Sky Gods? They sever the seven emotions and cut off the six desires, treating all things as straw dogs.”

“Senior Sister, listen. Doesn’t that sound like you?”

Xu Jiao still replied calmly: “I am not an immortal.”

Xia Jingzhe smiled and countered: “How are you not? In the Kunlun lineage, even the highly respected Sect Leader, after three thousand years of cultivation, could not sever personal feelings and committed an indecent act with the Fourth Elder, let alone the disciples under him, all of whom look handsome but are secretly countless times dirtier.”

“If the number one cultivation sect in the human realm is like this, what about elsewhere?”

“Only you, Senior Sister, only you are different.” At this point, Xia Jingzhe’s madness was slightly veiled. Like a well-behaved pet, she nestled on Xu Jiao’s body, tirelessly stroking her cheek over and over, like an intimate lover. Even her voice was gentle.

A hint of nostalgia appeared in her eyes: “My grandmother was tricked by the villagers, leading to her death by a black bear when she went to look for honey in the mountains. When I returned to the village, I tried to question them and was almost beaten to death. The villagers were all indifferent. Only you passed by, saved me, and brought me to Kunlun.”

“You taught me how to enter the Dao and taught me cultivation methods. At that time, I thought, Senior Sister must be the kindest person in the world.”

Xu Jiao listened quietly to her reminiscing, not interrupting, as if she also wanted to straighten out the plot line and figure out how things had progressed to this point.

But Xia Jingzhe’s tone changed in the next second:

“Since I wasn’t an officially recognized Kunlun disciple, I was inevitably looked down upon when I joined the sect, and even suffered bullying. I would return to my room wounded every day, not wanting Senior Sister to find out—”

“Until one day, I saw Senior Sister rescue a dog outside the dining hall that was almost beaten to death by the Senior Brothers.”

“You brought that dog back to your side, never asking where the dog went or when it would return, merely feeding it and giving it water on a schedule… You bandaged it when you saw it was injured, never seeking the reason. At the time, I was confused, unsure if Senior Sister truly liked that dog.”

“Later, the mortal realm was ravaged by floods, which reached the foot of Kunlun. The Elders led the disciples out to help with the flooding. Senior Sister followed them. When you saw the natural disaster, you were not visibly moved, emotionless like the other disciples. But on the way back, you saw a mother cow about to be dragged into the slaughterhouse on the roadside. It was pregnant with a calf, but you threw down a thousand pieces of gold, bought the cow, and released it into the mountains.”

“At that moment, I finally understood. Senior Sister’s heart seems to have its own set of rules, its own measure for everything in this world—”

“And I, along with that dog you saved and that cow, were actually no different from the start.”

Xia Jingzhe’s recounting stopped. Her voice became lighter, as if containing an undissolvable sorrow and sadness—a despair she could not articulate, stemming from the person upon whom she had pinned all her hopes.

She had finally realized that the person she loved was both so benevolent and so indifferent.

Just like a Sky God.

She knew everything. All things in the world received her pity, yet no one received her exclusive favor.

Once someone experienced her gentleness and goodness, who would be willing to let go? Who wouldn’t want to possess her love entirely, making her boundless compassion only for oneself?

Xia Jingzhe admitted that she was insane. She was frantically obsessed with obtaining her Senior Sister’s love.

At this moment, Xu Jiao said softly, as if sighing: “Junior Sister Xia, you are drunk.” Her voice was naturally gentle. With just a slight hint of soft emotion, it sounded like endless concern to the listener.

Xia Jingzhe laughed sullenly. She lay on Xu Jiao’s body, meeting her overly clear eyes, which had now lost their anger and were neither sad nor joyful. She said: “I am drunk. Would Senior Sister be willing to deceive me? Perhaps when I sober up, everything will be forgotten.”

“How do you want me to deceive you?” Xu Jiao lowered her gaze. Her eyelashes were aligned and curved smoothly, like water plants by a riverbank.

Xia Jingzhe immediately made a request: “Could Senior Sister say that you love me?”

Xu Jiao didn’t hesitate, her tone still flat: “I love you.”

Xia Jingzhe froze.

The haziness of intoxication in her eyes gradually receded, and the faint flush on her cheeks also disappeared.

Sitting up straight, Xia Jingzhe smiled very, very lightly. The ending sound dissipated into the air, too quick for anyone to catch the emotion within.

“Senior Sister.”

She stretched her lips, resulting in an ugly smile: “You truly have no heart.”

She thought hearing Xu Jiao say “I love you” was her life’s greatest extravagance. Yet, upon receiving it now, she realized it was the cruelest thing she had ever heard.

This person’s lips were clearly so soft, and even the words she spoke were fragrant like flowers, yet why… were they cold as venom?

Xu Jiao’s “I love you” was clearly an… I don’t love you.

“I must truly be drunk to harbor such a delusion—”

“Forget it. Since Senior Sister has no heart, having your body is the same.”

With that, Xia Jingzhe caressed Xu Jiao’s lips, the emotion in her eyes chilling completely.

Xu Jiao felt something being placed into her mouth. Just as she was about to push it out with her tongue, the object dissolved, turning into liquid and sliding down her throat.

“What did you feed me?” she asked.

Xia Jingzhe lovingly touched her hair, smiling charmingly: “It’s a good thing. I heard that before Senior Sister came to Kunlun, you were a fox spirit in the mountains. I wonder what kind of beauty that was.”

“Is that… a Shapeshifting Pill?” Xu Jiao realized belatedly that the tips of her ears were itching, and even a spot behind her was starting to itch, as if something was trying to emerge from her body.

Immediately after—

Something soft and furry brushed against her side.

Xu Jiao’s eyes widened. She turned her head and saw a large, fluffy, pink-hued… tail?

Wait.

Is this my tail???

Before she could comprehend, the long, white-with-pink tail was seized. At the same time, Xu Jiao felt a current-like tingle rush up her spine.

Xia Jingzhe smiled wickedly, leaning in and saying slowly: “Senior Sister doesn’t love me, but I wonder if you will love your own tail?”

A little over half an hour later.

A suppressed sob escaped the room, followed by a voice laced with teasing:

“Why is Senior Sister silent? Don’t you like your tail?”

“But I see you’re crying with joy. Look, this satin sheet is all wet, and the fur on your tail is all messed up now.”

“Senior Sister, why won’t you speak again?”

Soon after, a slightly hoarse reply, trembling with extreme suppression and seemingly laced with fear, sounded: “I… I don’t like it…”

The teasing voice laughed wantonly, declaring unhurriedly: “But I do.”

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