Chapter 1347 - 1342: Stolen Kiss
"Be careful!" At this moment, Murong Xue shouted from the side. Lin Chuan wanted to move, but it was too late; within just three breaths, those red rays of light had already enveloped Lin Chuan.
At the instant the Blood Light Array closed, Lin Chuan realized that this array exuded a sinister aura. He discovered the source of this sinister feeling—it was that the array could manipulate a person's thoughts, making them become very agitated.
At that moment, Brother Ji and the two others were walking slowly around the array, muttering incomprehensible words from time to time.
Lin Chuan noticed that with their movement, the array's power to manipulate thoughts grew stronger. Eventually, Brother Ji wouldn't even need to strike; the enemies within the light array could be easily dealt with.
"I can't drag this out..." Lin Chuan's expression became serious; he could wait no longer. Right then, he shut his eyes tightly, focused his mind, and rapidly circulated his True Qi within. Suddenly opening his eyes, his palms shot upwards fiercely.
A black light palm erupted towards the sky, then dispersed powerfully around, sending beams of light palms smashing towards the Blood Light Array.
Boom...
A deafening explosion echoed under the cliff, and the blood array shattered instantly.
Beams of light palms struck Brother Ji and his companions, making them spit out blood and retreat repeatedly. At this moment, Lin Chuan charged out, a murderous intent visible on his face.
He looked at Murong Xue, who quickly understood his intent and tossed her sword to him. Lin Chuan caught the sword, infused it with True Qi, and slashed toward the ghost head on the ground.
"Ah, no... I don't want to..." The ghost head retreated, repeatedly shouting, but before he could utter the word "die," he was slain by the powerful Sword Qi.
Next, Lin Chuan rushed toward Gui Bai.
"Brother Ji, save... save..." He didn't even finish saying "me" before Lin Chuan's sword struck down; subsequently, Sword Qi pierced his body, ending his life.
This series of scenes had frightened the other side's disheveled Brother Ji, who now abandoned the thought of staying to fight to the death and turned to flee.
"Can you escape?" As Lin Chuan's icy words spread, he lightly tapped his feet on the ground, his figure soaring upward. A sky-blue Sword Qi transformed into a dragon, crashing into Brother Ji.
With a "boom," his corpulent body was shattered, turning into a bloody rain that slowly fell.
Lin Chuan landed back on the ground, not even sparing a glance at those people, and instead walking toward Murong Xue.
"How are you?" Lin Chuan asked Murong Xue calmly.
"Thank you, I'm fine." Murong Xue smiled at him; her complexion was much rosier now, though her eyes avoided Lin Chuan's gaze.
Lin Chuan understood Murong Xue's feelings. He didn't inquire about her betrayal, merely smiled faintly and said, "Why thank me? We're not strangers anymore."
"Brother Lin, I... I'm sorry," Murong Xue said, lowering her head.
Lin Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. By the way, why are you here, and how did you get into conflict with these people?"
Murong Xue said, "Brother Lin, it's a long story. I'll explain it slowly when we have time. Your companions who came with you are now locked up ahead; it's getting late, let's rest for a bit, and I'll lead you there tomorrow morning."
Lin Chuan pondered for a moment and nodded.
Murong Xue had tangled with those young men in red just now, leaving her clothes a bit disheveled. Her cheeks reddened as she spoke to Lin Chuan, "Brother Lin, can you catch a wild rabbit?"
Lin Chuan was startled, but seeing Murong Xue's appearance, he understood. This girl wanted to bathe but felt shy to say it directly to him, using this as a reason to send him away.
Smiling, Lin Chuan said nothing further and turned to leave.
There were plenty of wild rabbits in the mountains, and Lin Chuan caught one effortlessly, returned, built a fire, and began roasting the rabbit.
Soon, the aroma wafted out, and Murong Xue emerged from the other side.
Lin Chuan looked over and saw Murong Xue, just out of the bath, like a goddess; her black hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders, her snow-white skin, her perfect and alluring curves. For a moment, Lin Chuan found it hard to look away.
Murong Xue's face was already flushed red; she simply coughed lightly. Only then did Lin Chuan reluctantly withdraw his gaze.
"Oh, it smells so good!" Murong Xue sat by the fire, her eyes brightening as she smelled the roasted wild rabbit.
Lin Chuan took down the fragrant rabbit, tore off a piece, and handed it to Murong Xue.
Lin Chuan's previous identity was a member of the Dark Soldier, and wilderness survival training was essential. Though he didn't have any seasonings, he still used some special techniques to make the wild rabbit smell incredibly appetizing.
Lin Chuan stared at Murong Xue, only to see her biting into the wild rabbit with her red lips, and unexpectedly, a surge of impulse arose within him. He really wanted to go over and see what that felt like.
At that moment, Murong Xue glanced at Lin Chuan and noticed something unusual in his gaze, causing her face to flush red.
Lin Chuan let out two awkward laughs and continued to bury his head in devouring the barbecued rabbit in his hands.
"Brother Lin, I did something that let you down, yet you still treat me this way. I... I thank you," Murong Xue said in a low voice, blushing.
"It's not enough to just say it. How exactly will you thank me?" Lin Chuan joked.
"So, how do you want me to thank you?" Murong Xue's heart started racing, and for a moment, she was a bit hesitant.
Lin Chuan didn't speak; instead, he looked at her. Under the firelight, Murong Xue's red lips were quite tempting, still glistening with the oil from the rabbit. Feeling a stir in his heart, he slowly moved closer.
An unusual sensation emerged, causing her to slowly close her beautiful eyes. Her inner excitement and warmth coexisted, and for a moment, Murong Xue found herself in a rather magical state.
Lin Chuan's courage grew as he embraced Murong Xue, boldly exploring and tasting the fragrance of the girl's lips.
"Mm..." Before long, a moan escaped from Murong Xue, as if pouring oil onto the fire in Lin Chuan's heart. Subsequently, the two entangled together, passionately kissing beside the firepit.
Murmurs of soft moans came from Murong Xue again as the two remained entwined.
Never having experienced such stimulation, Murong Xue closed her mouth and bit Lin Chuan's tongue. Instinctively, Lin Chuan released Murong Xue.
"You..." Lin Chuan looked at Murong Xue but was at a loss for words.
"Your hand!" Murong Xue glared at Lin Chuan. She could still feel her Jade Peak being held by a hand.
Reluctantly, Lin Chuan withdrew his hand. It was then he realized that his tongue was still hurting.
"How is it?" Murong Xue's face was still flushed. Seeing Lin Chuan like that, she felt a bit regretful inside too.
"Xiao Xue, I'm fine," Lin Chuan said, looking at Murong Xue, his eyes full of apology.
Recalling the earlier sensation, she felt a surge of excitement in her heart. That feeling was quite wonderful, and she still kind of yearned for it now, but how could she say it out loud? Thus, the two quietly sat beside the fire again.
Neither of them spoke, making the atmosphere awkward.
After some unknown time, Murong Xue could no longer hold on and fell asleep beside him. Lin Chuan did not disturb her, instead, he sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
Thus, the night passed, and by morning, the fire had burned out. Murong Xue opened her eyes, stretched lazily, only to find Lin Chuan watching her with a smile, which made her blush.
"Did you sleep well?" Lin Chuan asked.
Murong Xue nodded, "Brother Lin, did you rest at all?"
Lin Chuan smiled and said, "It's alright, I cultivated through the night."
Murong Xue felt a wave of gratitude, and suddenly, she gave Lin Chuan a quick peck on the lips.
As Lin Chuan tried to hold her, she had already darted out of his embrace. Lin Chuan stood there, looking regretful, while Murong Xue watched him from ahead, giggling sweetly.
After tidying up a bit, the two of them carried on. The vast Thunder Stone Gorge was so boundless that even Lin Chuan himself could not find north, south, east, or west.
All along the way, Murong Xue accompanied Lin Chuan, seeming less like they were searching for someone and more like they were leisurely exploring the mountains and rivers, enjoying themselves. As the two walked through the forest, they suddenly heard the sound of water, which made Murong Xue's eyes light up, and she quickly rushed over. They saw, beyond a dense grove of trees, a clear water pool and a wide waterfall.
"Is that... Three Spirit Leaves Immortal Grass!" Murong Xue exclaimed, and Lin Chuan followed her gaze. There it was, a Spirit Grass not very tall, with a single stem and three leaves, crowned with a pale golden flower. A faint, fresh aroma wafted over from afar, which Lin Chuan could smell, bringing clarity and refreshment to him.
"I'll get it for you." With a point of his toes by the water's edge, Lin Chuan flew to the other side. There stood a stone platform, covered with grass and towering trees. The Three Spirit Leaves Immortal Grass was growing near the rock face, amid the continuous roar of the surrounding water.
Within a few breaths, Lin Chuan was on the other side of the pool, landing on the grassy area. He didn't approach the Three Spirit Leaves Immortal Grass immediately but first carefully observed his surroundings. Finding nothing unusual,
Still, he had a lingering sense that something was amiss. After pausing for a few more seconds and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Lin Chuan dashed towards the Three Spirit Leaves Immortal Grass, intent on picking it swiftly and departing from there.