When a Yandere Cannon Fodder Meets a Dark, Twisted Villain - Chapter 60

Shu Mo let out a low laugh, her voice carrying a hint of playful insight.

“Ning’er, the way you are acting now is like escaping the first of the month only to be caught on the fifteenth.”

Hearing this, Shi Yining’s earlobes heated up slightly. She turned her head away a fraction. “This is different…”

“How is it different?”

“Back then, I avoided you because I was deeply on guard, not knowing your identity or origins…”

Shu Mo slowly reached out, curling a strand of her beloved’s raven hair around her fingertip. “And if my memory hadn’t been blurred back then, and I had told you the truth? Would you still have avoided me?”

Shi Yining fell silent for a moment before saying softly, “Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?”

“I want to hear both.”

“The truth is, back then I was still deeply affected by my past life. I hadn’t forgiven you. Even if you had expressed your feelings, as long as the misunderstanding remained unresolved, the outcome would have been the same… As for the lie, naturally, I’d pick something pleasant to say, following your heart’s desire… Which one would you rather hear?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the world suddenly spun.

Her back sank into the soft brocade quilt. Shu Mo leaned down until she was at her beloved’s ear, lightly nipping at that reddened lobe and lingering with a slow, grinding kiss.

“What I have always wanted is your true heart, so naturally, I prefer the truth. However, as long as it is spoken by you, I love it all…”

“Is that so?” Shi Yining suddenly felt a spark of playfulness and intended to tease her. “Does Mo’er truly love to hear everything? Even if I spoke words of heartbreaking departure, would you love to hear those too?”

A sharp, slight pain suddenly radiated from her ear.

“Ning’er is not allowed to say such things! We will be together forever; there will never be a time when we part…”

Her voice carried a palpable sense of obsession.

“Mo’er…” Just as Shi Yining began to speak, a warm kiss descended, blocking her unfinished words.

Slender, jade-like fingertips landed on the skin of her waist, rubbing rhythmically…

Knowing she was in the wrong, Shi Yining didn’t resist. She obediently endured her beloved’s “wrath”…

……

After a long while, Shi Yining reached out and gently pushed the person on top of her.

“Mo’er… that’s enough…”

The warmth pressed against her did not retreat at her words; instead, the intensity of the friction increased.

Shi Yining bit her lip. “Do you remember promising me that tonight, I would be on top…”

Shu Mo showed no sign of softening. “Ning’er said those words on purpose; you must be punished…”

“I just mentioned it casually, it was your words that had a loophole…”

Shi Yining circulated her spiritual power slightly, and a wisp of spiritual light suddenly flickered at her fingertips.

In the next instant, her slender wrist was gripped tightly and pinned to the couch. The spark of light at her fingertips was quickly enveloped by another strand of gentle spiritual energy.

“The secret technique is at a critical stage. Ning’er, do not be naughty…”

Seeing her little scheme exposed instantly, Shi Yining turned her head. Beneath her slightly disheveled robes, her collarbone—marked with red traces—was faintly visible, exceptionally alluring.

Suddenly, a cool sensation touched her wrist. She looked down instinctively and saw a familiar black silk ribbon.

During the Three Sects Discussion, she had seen Shumo’s natal treasure, the Long Life Sword, transform into this very object.

Before she could think further, the ribbon moved like a living thing. It slid up her lotus-white arm to her delicate collarbone, and then slowly began to move downward…

“Mo’er!”

Shame flooded her heart. Shi Yining tried to struggle, but both her hands were confined by her beloved’s spiritual power. She couldn’t bring herself to use her true strength to resist, so she could only stare at the woman above her with watery, accusing eyes.

Shu Mo gave a soft laugh and nipped at her increasingly sensitive ear. “Actually, from beginning to end, the Long Life Sword has only been draped in my own spiritual consciousness. You need not worry, Ning’er.”

“But… during the Three Sects Discussion, the way the sword acted… judging by your reaction then, it didn’t seem…”

“The treasure’s consciousness was attached in the previous life, not this one. At the time of the Discussion, I hadn’t yet awakened my past memories. That strand of consciousness was muddled; its actions were driven entirely by my true heart’s desires… If you don’t like it, I will put it away.”

The ribbon drifted over her body, bringing a rather wonderful sensation. Shi Yining didn’t hate it.

“If Ning’er doesn’t speak, I’ll take it as a silent ‘yes’.”

“Let me go first, and then I’ll answer.”

“Alright…”

A very low response reached Shi Yining’s ear, and the restraint on her wrists suddenly vanished.

Before she could react, the pressing warmth suddenly pulled away, only for long, well-defined jade fingers to probe inside.

As those knuckles hooked slightly, Shi Yining’s toes suddenly curled. Her small foot arches shifted against the bedding.

At that moment, the fairy above her had a strand of ink-black hair falling loose. The tips of the hair brushed against her skin like feathers, stirring a tingling, numbing itch.

A layer of mist clouded Shi Yining’s eyes, and a soft moan escaped her lips uncontrollably.

Shame surged within her. She bit down on her lip with her pearly teeth, only for her mouth to be pried open by an irresistible force.

In the entanglement of lips and teeth, their breaths melded together.

The ribbon wrapped around her waist slowly pulled away her already loose robes. Not to be outdone, Shi Yining raised her hand, fumbling to untie the belt at Shumo’s waist.

She wanted them to meet in total honesty, not to be the only one completely exposed…

……

As the dual cultivation technique reached its conclusion, Shi Yining hooked her leg. Taking advantage of the moment when Shu Mo was completely off-guard, she flipped over. The world spun once more, and the positions of offense and defense were instantly swapped.

When those well-defined jade fingers finally left her, Shi Yining’s breathing became even more ragged.

The ribbon wrapped around her body rubbed against her skin, sending fine shivers through her.

With a flick of spiritual light from her fingertips, the ribbon slid off.

Shi Yining placed both hands on Shumo’s slender, firm waist and abdomen, moving them slowly.

The sensation beneath her fingertips was like cream—fine and smooth.

She didn’t head straight for the target, but moved upward slowly, lingering at the peaks, leaving behind traces that belonged only to her…

Being treated this way by her beloved naturally brought joy to Shumo’s heart. Although their positions were reversed, she didn’t offer the slightest resistance, instead taking the initiative to cooperate.

The bamboo hut was shrouded in a restrictive barrier, cutting off all sounds of intimacy from the outside world…

……

After a long time, Shi Yining’s fingers slowly moved toward the [hidden]…

The corners of Shu Mo’s eyes were flushed crimson. The usually cold and aloof fairy showed a rare moment of fragility. Her damp fingers slowly climbed up to her beloved’s shoulder blades…

……

As the hour of the Tiger (3 AM) approached, Shi Yining withdrew her spiritual power and lowered her head to kiss Shumo’s brow. She intended to hold her and fall asleep, but at that moment, the world spun once again.

In a certain indescribable place, a familiar warmth slowly drew close until they were once again intimately inseparable.

“Mo’er? The night is late; it’s time to sleep. Tomorrow we still have to… mmm…”

Before she could finish, a kiss descended upon her lips, blocking all her remaining words.

A moment later, a voice full of affection whispered by her ear.

“Tomorrow’s matters can wait until tomorrow. What matters is right now… That dual cultivation technique is quite excellent. If we do it once more, perhaps we can break through our current realms…”

Shi Yining, unwilling to be outdone, tried to reverse their positions again, but she was pressed down onto the couch with irresistible force.

With a shimmering glance that was half-bashful and half-reproachful, she said, “If Mo’er still wants more, why not say so clearly? I can continue…”

Shu Mo gave a soft laugh, her meaning pointed. “I couldn’t bear to let Ning’er overwork herself…”

Shi Yining gave the person above her a gentle push. As her palm brushed against a patch of softness, she gave a devious smile. She curled her fingertips slightly and increased the pressure of her grip, immediately eliciting a low moan.

“Mo’er, you are mistaken… How could one ever call such a thing ‘tiring’?”

Shu Mo caught her mischievous hand and pressed it against her own heart. “If it isn’t tiring, then why did Ning’er want to sleep just now?”

“Mo’er is being argumentative. That was just normal rest.”

“But for cultivators, sleep is not a necessity. If one feels weary, one only needs to circulate spiritual power for a few cycles to gradually eliminate fatigue… For Ning’er to speak like that, she was clearly tired. To ensure Ning’er doesn’t get worn out in the future, it’s better if I take the lead in these matters…”

Shi Yining ground her teeth. “Mo’er can try for herself and see whether I am tired or not…”

Before the words were out, a slender finger was placed against her lips.

A unique scent reached her nose. Shi Yining, thinking of something specific, felt her already flushed cheeks grow even hotter.

Shumo’s affectionate eyes watched her intently. Her finger turned slightly, her fingertip touching the soft [hidden] and rubbing it bit by bit.

“Don’t…”

Shi Yining parted her lips to stop her, but that unique scent invaded nonetheless, doing as it pleased…

At the same time, in that indescribable place, the softness where they touched grew even closer, causing her to gradually sink and drown within it…

……

As the sky began to brighten, a massive vortex of air slowly began to form above the bamboo hut.

In just a few breaths, all the spiritual energy within the entire Taixuan Dao Realm began to converge toward the hut.

Several miles away, Ruo Ying watched this scene with a slight curve to her lips.

“This is a sign of advancement. Judging by the momentum, both fellow Daoists are breaking through together.”

The little fox stood up straight, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth as she looked toward the hut. “It’s a good thing for Ning’er and Fairy Mo’s strength to increase. This way, our chances of defeating the Demon Lord in the future will be even greater.”

Ruo Ying glanced at her sideways. “If I recall correctly, Fellow Daoist Mo said you aren’t allowed to call Fellow Daoist Shi ‘Ning’er’?”

Huying’s dark, bead-like eyes darted around. “Fairy Mo can’t hear me right now, so it’s fine. As long as you don’t tattle on me, she’ll never know.”

“So, you still haven’t given up?”

“I have! It’s just that I’m used to calling her Ning’er; it’s hard to change my habits all at once…”

Ruo Ying said meaningfully, “Then you had better get used to it quickly. If you accidentally call her Ning’er in front of Fellow Daoist Mo one day, I’m afraid you won’t escape a beating.”

Huying continued to wag her fluffy tail. “Fairy Mo and Ning’er are inseparable. With Ning’er there, Fairy Mo might not actually strike.”

Ruonian stood by, listening to the conversation between her sister and the little fox, smiling without saying a word.

Inside the bamboo hut, the spiritual powers of the two people pressed together on the couch merged seamlessly. From the spiritual platform to the limbs and bones, every cycle made the bond between them tighter, their auras becoming a single, unified entity.

As time passed, the spiritual power within Shi Yining’s dantian grew steadily, and she naturally broke through to the Late Great Ascension Stage.

At that same moment, Shu Mo stepped into this realm alongside her…

Support