All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

But in her heart, she was thinking that he was still relying on her to cultivate and provide feedback to him.

Xiao Ruoching had no doubts about Su Bei's response. How could her master, who had mastered Ultimate Sword Two, possibly not know Sword Three?

She sighed softly, and her gaze became even more complex as she looked at Su Bei.

Her master truly was a genius. Even with her reincarnation through two lifetimes and all her learning and comprehension, she had yet to reach a fraction of his skill with the Sword Scripture.

The air gradually grew warmer, suggesting they had passed beyond the borders of Snow State.

Su Bei glanced at his two disciples, both cultivating with their eyes closed. He moved quietly, and for some reason—perhaps a subconscious impulse—he found himself by Dan Wulan's side.

The cool and detached figure was as indifferent and solitary as ever, draped in his snow-white Crane Cloak over her purple robe. Su Bei walked up to her and gently took her small hand, which was just a size smaller than his own, fitting perfectly in his grasp.

It was soft and yielding, as fair as jade, and he gently savored its delicate texture.

Dan Wulan did not resist. A tinge of red appeared on her earlobes. Turning to look at Su Bei, she then glanced around, as if checking whether anyone had noticed them. She let out a soft sigh of relief and whispered, "There are too many people here."

What did his Junior Sister mean by that? Su Bei wondered. Too many people here? Does that mean if there were fewer people, they could take things further?

Glancing towards the rear of the flying boat, where a few Sword Sect Disciples were scattered about, Su Bei cleared his throat. With utmost seriousness, he led Dan Wulan by the hand to an empty corner.

Dan Wulan's cheeks grew even redder, a hint of warmth radiating from them, her heart pounding.

What is Senior Brother trying to do? What... what is he taking me to the corner for? How could he be so bold?

Her mind grew increasingly muddled. Just as she was feeling dizzy and unsure, she suddenly felt her waist encircled by a pair of strong arms.

Su Bei rested his chin gently on Dan Wulan's fragrant shoulder, pressing his cheek to hers.

They were so close that Su Bei could hear her slightly quickened, nervous heartbeat.

That night, she had clearly felt how close that thing she dreamed of was.

The increasingly warm wind blew softly as the flying boat sped onward.

Su Bei tightly embraced the girl whose body was usually cool but now felt somewhat soft. They pressed close, Su Bei's warm breath ghosting beside her face, their temples gently brushing.

Su Bei himself didn't think much of it, but Dan Wulan felt her entire body soften, her ears blushing to their tips and her cheeks burning hot.

As the flying boat continued south, the land grew warmer, like spring. The balmy breeze made one feel even more languid.

Noticing Su Bei's hands beginning to roam inappropriately, Dan Wulan coughed lightly, pressing down on his mischievous hands. "The peach trees," she said.

"Hmm?" Su Bei hadn't heard her clearly. He stopped his wandering hands, looking at Dan Wulan in confusion.

"The peach trees are unattended."

This time Su Bei heard clearly. He seemed prepared, a smug look on his face as he smiled and said, "It's alright. I've already asked Wuxie to take care of them."

He had even sacrificed his last jar of fine wine to get Wuxie to look after them.

Dan Wulan blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, and nodded.

But the ripples in her heart intensified. Had he thought of this as well? He really was very... thoughtful.

Looking at Dan Wulan, now a little shy before him, Su Bei found it hard to imagine this was the same aloof Immortal who could cleave the sea of clouds with a single sword. His gaze softened as he watched her, and then he suddenly remembered something.

He then took out the silver dangling hairpin he had found on the bed that night from his Storage Ring.

Dan Wulan blinked, looking at the dangling hairpin in Su Bei's hand. It was etched with a gilded phoenix feather. A puzzled expression crossed her face; she didn't understand why Su Bei had suddenly taken it out.

Su Bei, however, didn't notice the confusion in Dan Wulan's eyes. He tenderly stroked her white hair before carefully pinning the silver dangling hairpin among its strands.

Sunlight danced faintly upon the silver dangling hairpin, making it twinkle with an intriguing luster.

"The dangling hairpin... it suits you very well!"

Gazing into Dan Wulan's eyes, clear as autumn pools, Su Bei swallowed the words, Don't lose the dangling hairpin again, that were on the tip of his tongue. In this atmosphere, facing this breathtakingly beautiful woman, saying that would sound too much like teasing.

Dan Wulan's eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She felt as if time had stilled in that very moment.

The gentle breeze brought warmth, and sunlight slanted down. On this splendid morning, the man she cherished had personally pinned the dangling hairpin in her hair.

Su Bei looked at her, a flicker of doubt in his heart. Was just returning her dangling hairpin reason enough for her to be this moved?

The wind tousled her hair, leaving it slightly messy. Su Bei reached out and gently smoothed it for her.

Suddenly, the flying boat lurched violently, and Su Bei froze.

Both turned to look into the distance. Another flying boat was approaching, heading towards the Sword Sect's vessel. Su Bei squinted at the flag on the imposing craft and murmured, "It's the Wuhua Palace."

What could they be coming over for? he wondered.

While he was still puzzling over this, Dan Wulan gently slipped from his embrace and walked ahead.

A silver gleam shimmered in her snow-white hair, which had never before borne any ornament.

Su Bei watched, dazed. Suddenly, Dan Wulan turned around and smiled at him.

It wasn't a shallow smile, but one that came from the depths of her heart—sincere and radiant.

Her smile was so sweet that Su Bei momentarily forgot to breathe.

He had never seen her smile so beautifully. Her usually cool face now softened, her eyes as clear as water, her gaze gentle and captivating.

"The dangling hairpin looks beautiful."

"I like it very much."

Her words were filled with an indescribable, heartfelt happiness.

Turning, her cool figure vanished.

Su Bei watched her go, took a deep breath, and a handsome curve touched his lips.

He turned back to watch the Wuhua Palace's flying boat drawing closer.

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Su Bei's mind. Frowning, he muttered to himself, "The dangling hairpin looks beautiful? She likes it a lot?"

"Why does it sound as if I gave it to her? Isn't it hers?"

...

Could I have misunderstood?

Su Bei carefully mulled over Dan Wulan's words, recalling her every expression, every gesture...

If it wasn't hers, whose could it be?

Su Bei shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it. Surely it couldn't have been left on my bed by another woman! I must have misunderstood.

BOOM!

The loud noise startled Su Bei, and he quickly looked up.

The Wuhua Palace's flying boat had stopped. Then, a figure suddenly appeared atop it, laughing heartily, "Elder Wenren! Long time no see. Are you well?"

Seeing this, Su Bei immediately flew towards their flying boat.

「In the sky above, a pool of blue water mirrored her eyes, a vast expanse of azure.」

The corners of her mouth curved into what might have been a smile. A stray lock of her hair swayed gently, as if reflecting her current mood.

Dan Wuque turned and flew towards the flying boat as well. A glint of tears shimmered in her eyes as she murmured to herself, "Little Sister, Big Sister is so happy! You've found someone you like..."

"You finally smiled!"

I've never seen her laugh so sweetly. The last time was probably when she first tasted Granny Sun's sweet red bean buns.

Tears slid gently down her delicate cheeks, one trickling into the corner of her mouth, leaving an almost invisible trace.

She licked her lips, the stray lock of hair now clinging to her dark tresses, and murmured to herself, "Mother said tears of happiness are supposed to be sweet..."

"But why do these taste so bitter?"

"Mother lied to me..."