Chapter 114.1 : The Remnant Situation (Part 1)
Hearing Shui Qianrou's words, so full of provocation, Chu Ge naturally could not endure it. The fire in his heart flared up again and again.
The treasured sword within its sheath grew restless, eager to break free.
"Whether I have the ability or not, Martial Aunt—you'll find out very soon."
Chu Ge smiled calmly, confidence filling his heart as he swore to subdue the bewitching woman before him who seemed not to know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The next instant, he lifted Shui Qianrou up in his arms, strode past the tea table, and headed straight for the bed.
"Martial Aunt, would you be willing to spar with me once more?"
As he spoke, Chu Ge hooked a finger around the loosely tied silk sash at Shui Qianrou's waist.
Shui Qianrou said nothing. She merely gazed at Chu Ge with eyes full of allure, the charming smile on her face growing ever more intense.
She reached out, grasped the hand that was holding her sash, and slowly tugged.
The sash trembled as it loosened,
the hands grew busier upon contact.
Who would know that within that gauze skirt,
there lay a soul-melting fragrance of its own?
(Here, ten thousand words are omitted…
—not because I don't want to write for you brothers; I truly enjoy writing it, but if I do, it can't be published. TVT)
Time passed.
Chu Ge pushed the door open and stepped out, his expression somewhat haggard.
From within the room, faint sounds of breathing could still be heard, gradually calming.
Casting one last glance at the bed—where lay a ripe, beautiful body, white and tender like mutton-fat jade—Chu Ge felt a trace of lingering dread flicker through his eyes.
At that moment, Shui Qianrou also turned her head, a lingering, intoxicating afterglow still visible on her face.
"Martial nephew… I'll let you off this time. Next time, Martial Aunt won't let you leave so easily…"
Hearing this, Chu Ge shut the door with a firm motion. Then, unconsciously rubbing his slightly sore waist and abdomen, he left with a darkened expression.
Defeat!
In his first battle against the great temptress Shui Qianrou, even giving it his all, Chu Ge had been unable to prevail.
Not only had he failed to take down the Shui Qianrou who had provoked him beforehand,
he had instead allowed her to awaken some extraordinary attribute in the midst of this battle.
At the beginning of the fight, Chu Ge had been fully confident, victory seemingly assured.
But once the battle reached the midpoint—when Shui Qianrou flipped him over in one move and seized the initiative—Chu Ge knew that today's fight was likely to end badly for him.
And when he caught sight of those pink eyes of hers, brimming with dense, infatuated obsession, his suspicions were confirmed.
Had it not been for his formidable physical body, coupled with his dragon bloodline,
he feared that even the last bit of strength needed to stand up would have been completely drained.
"Shuiyue (Water Moon) Peak… harbors a great terror!"
With that thought in mind, Chu Ge walked outward, his steps slightly unsteady.
But before he had gone far, he ran straight into the Lu sisters.
Chu Ge hurriedly adjusted his posture, withdrawing the hand that had been bracing against the wall.
"Junior sisters?"
He strode toward them with his head held high, a faintly weary smile on his face.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong? You look a bit tired,"
Lu Fuyao asked with concern.
Lu Tingni, meanwhile, sized Chu Ge up from head to toe with her large, bright eyes, a mischievous grin on her face.
"Haha… I exchanged some close-combat techniques with Martial Aunt. It cost me a bit of energy—no need to worry, Junior Sister,"
Chu Ge replied with a smile.