The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 14

On the other side, inside the tightly shut room, Gu Wangfeng was enduring the agony brought on by the Soul-Devouring Curse.

Suddenly, he felt a warm, fragrant breeze enveloping him, as if someone were embracing him.

“Master, are you alright?” Wan’er’s tearful voice sounded outside.

Gu Wangfeng gritted his teeth and used all his strength to shout, “Don’t come in! Go and play by yourself for a while.”

Gu Wangfeng still remembered having thoroughly terrified Wan’er before, so this time he tried his best to soften his tone.

“Master, I brought Older Sister Luoyue. Perhaps she can help you,” Wan’er said.

Upon hearing this, Gu Wangfeng opened his eyes. “Do not come in! Everyone, leave!”

He found it extremely difficult to control himself at this time. He would lose clarity and could commit cruel acts.

Wan’er’s eyes became watery again.

“Wan’er, you go first. I’ll handle this,” Jiang Luoyue squatted down and looked earnestly at Wan’er. “Leave adult matters to the adults. Be a good boy.”

Wan’er nodded.

Jiang Luoyue stood up, walked into the courtyard, and stood before the room. She looked back and saw Wan’er still standing in his spot, watching her with worry.

A child whose mouth says one thing but whose heart means another. He had just said that women were terrifying, yet now he was looking at her with such an expression.

Jiang Luoyue reached out to push the door, but before her hand could touch it, she was sucked inside by a powerful force.

Before Jiang Luoyue could even react, she was pinned against the door. Her slender wrists were seized by the man’s large hand and held above her head.

“Gu Wangfeng…” Jiang Luoyue subconsciously called out his name.

Gu Wangfeng’s other hand was wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her in a firm embrace. His face slowly magnified before Jiang Luoyue.

Jiang Luoyue turned her face away. Just as she thought the man was going to kiss her, Gu Wangfeng bit her shoulder.

Jiang Luoyue cried out, startled and in pain.

She struggled, but Gu Wangfeng’s strength was overwhelming. Sensing the person in his arms struggling, he slightly used his spiritual power on the hand holding her.

In front of a Great Ascension cultivator like him, Jiang Luoyue, a small Golden Core cultivator, was simply a fish on a chopping block, left to be slaughtered.

“Wangfeng…” Jiang Luoyue bent her knee and struck him. She seemed to have hit an unspeakable area, causing a muffled groan to escape Gu Wangfeng’s throat.

Jiang Luoyue was frightened and stood up straight. I hope I didn’t make him unable to have children.

Just as Jiang Luoyue was getting nervous, Gu Wangfeng hoisted her onto his shoulder.

Jiang Luoyue’s vision spun, and then her body landed on the bed-couch. Because Gu Wangfeng used too much force, her body actually bounced slightly on the bedding.

“Gu Wangfeng!” Jiang Luoyue’s words were cut short as the man’s lips covered hers.

If he were merely kissing her, it would be one thing, but he was clearly gnawing and biting. Was he trying to eat her alive?

“System, System! Come out and save me!” Jiang Luoyue knew this was a male-attraction system, and she had gradually accepted the premise of one woman and multiple men.

But that did not mean she could act against her own will! Her relationship with Yue Wenqiu was based on her consent.

“The System can weave a dream for Gu Wangfeng to let him pass through the Soul-Devouring Curse in the dream,” the System stated. “However, it requires points for exchange.”

“Points? What points?” Jiang Luoyue asked.

“Those are the previous Affection Points. One Affection Point equals one score, but we are currently short by two hundred points…” the System said.

“Can’t I overdraft? I can’t hold on much longer.” Jiang Luoyue pushed hard against Gu Wangfeng’s shoulder.

Gu Wangfeng, possibly thinking he would not be resisted, lowered his guard and was pushed away. Jiang Luoyue flipped over, trying to escape, but Gu Wangfeng reacted quickly and yanked her back.

“You can overdraft,” the System said.

The dream weaving was successful. Gu Wangfeng finally let go of Jiang Luoyue, but he still tightly grasped her sleeve and refused to release it.

“Will this dream relieve his pain?” Jiang Luoyue asked the System. “What is the Soul-Devouring Curse, and why did he turn so savage?”

“The Soul-Devouring Curse plunges a person into a state of violence. They might massacre holy spirits, flatten structures, or act like he did just now,” the System explained. “Gu Wangfeng usually locks himself up and endures it, but who knew you would show up.”

“As for the dream… it’s a System product, and the quality is guaranteed. To him, it will feel real, so it can help alleviate his suffering.”

Jiang Luoyue tried to pry his hand open, but she couldn’t. She had no choice but to take off her outer robe and find another outfit from her storage sack to wear.

As a result, her outer robe and inner garment colors were now mismatched.

Jiang Luoyue tidied her clothes and hair before walking out of the room.

Wan’er was sitting by the door, his little face wrinkled with worry.

“Wan’er,” Jiang Luoyue called gently.

Wan’er stood up abruptly and looked her up and down. “Are you alright? How is Master? Is he okay?”

“He’s sleeping,” Jiang Luoyue stepped aside, allowing Wan’er to see Gu Wangfeng lying peacefully on the couch.

Gu Wangfeng was sleeping facing inward, so Wan’er did not see that he was still clutching Jiang Luoyue’s outer robe in his arms.

Jiang Luoyue closed the door and led Wan’er out of the courtyard.

“Older Sister Luoyue, why did you change your clothes?” Wan’er had been secretly glancing at her ever since she held his warm hand. He didn’t understand. Did helping Master require changing clothes?

“It took quite a bit of effort to get your Master to calm down,” Jiang Luoyue explained simply.

Wan’er nodded. So, she was just too tired. Sometimes, when Master asked him to chop firewood to cultivate his Dao Heart, he also ended up drenched in sweat.

Jiang Luoyue and Wan’er sat outside the courtyard. They didn’t know when Gu Wangfeng would wake up.

With nothing to do, Jiang Luoyue found Gu Wangfeng’s tea set, picked some peaches, and brewed a pot of white peach oolong tea.

Well, in truth, Jiang Luoyue didn’t know what kind of tea leaves they were, but she figured that the combination of fragrant tea and sweet peaches couldn’t taste bad.

Wan’er sat obediently next to her. “When will the tea be ready? Will it really be delicious? When will Master wake up?”

It was always these three questions, repeated over and over. Jiang Luoyue couldn’t answer any of them accurately because she was unsure of Gu Wangfeng’s condition and the proper brewing time.

Fortunately, just as the aroma of the tea in the pot grew stronger, a clear, gentle man’s voice suddenly rang out, “Quickly turn off the heat, or the tea will be too strong.”

Wan’er jumped up and rushed into Gu Wangfeng’s arms. “Master!”

“Be good, Wan’er,” Gu Wangfeng gently stroked the top of his head.

Jiang Luoyue frantically put out the fire and poured three bowls of tea.

“Why are you using bowls?” Gu Wangfeng asked, confused. What respectable person gulps tea like this? Don’t they all use small cups to savor it?

“This is still different from tea,” Jiang Luoyue said, “though it would need milk to be considered milk tea.”

“If I ever get the chance, I’ll treat you to milk tea,” Jiang Luoyue said with a smile. “You don’t have any milk here.”

Gu Wangfeng looked at her smiling face, and the tips of his ears turned red.

He had suffered an outbreak of the Soul-Devouring Curse just now, and Jiang Luoyue had helped him. She… was very beautiful, but he had been too rough. She probably wouldn’t like him now.

“Are you alright?” Gu Wangfeng reached out, took her hand, and gently squeezed her palm.

Wan’er choked on his breath and stared at them with wide eyes. His expression seemed to say, Master, what are you doing?