Chapter 87 : The Enemy’s Rank Was a Bit Too High
Chapter 87: The Enemy’s Rank Was a Bit Too High
An enemy!
This glittering, golden great spider was absolutely the most troublesome, number-one formidable enemy she herself had encountered since entering the Nine Radiance Heavenly Sect—no, it could even be said since being brought back to the Long family by Young Master and taken in to be raised!
Xiao Ying’s gaze was like the most precise set of calipers, locked tightly onto the overly proud rise and fall on Luo Yusi’s chest that had yet to fully still after her slight movements.
A sense of crisis she had never felt before surged madly up in her heart, mixed with an indescribable sourness.
She had grown up fooling around with Long Tao since childhood—she knew all too well that no matter the age, men had absolutely no resistance to this kind of visually overwhelming “presence”! It was an instinct carved into their very bones!
Ever since Young Master had left home to enter the immortal sect, all kinds of worries had constantly circled in Xiao Ying’s mind.
Although reason told her the possibility was vanishingly small, she could never help but let her thoughts run wild—what if… what if there really was some pretty female cultivator in the sect, just as blind as herself, who happened to set her sights on Young Master?
She had even secretly suspected that lofty, eternally youthful Bright Candle True Person—who knew, perhaps that old woman who had lived for several hundred years was actually stifled inside, and might accidentally get bewitched by her own Young Master’s sweet talk!
But no matter how much she calculated, she would never have dreamed that her real, most threatening opponent wasn’t even human at all!
It was actually a… a spider spirit! And moreover, though she was unwilling to admit it ten thousand times over in her heart, but… but the other party was really… very beautiful!
Her entire body flowed with a warm yet mysterious golden radiance that made people want to reach out and touch it, to feel what kind of texture it truly had.
Even those six non-human eyes were not terrifying in the least; instead, within their clear translucence was an unusually captivating beauty that ensnared the soul—the longer one looked, the harder it was to look away.
No, no, no! Xiao Ying, Xiao Ying! What nonsense were you thinking! The girl suddenly shook her head hard, trying to fling those dangerous thoughts away.
How could your aesthetic sense defect at a critical moment and side with this big, unknown spider! She had come to steal Young Master!
Her abrupt head-shaking drew puzzled looks from both Long Tao and Luo Yusi beside her.
“Xiao Ying, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?” Long Tao asked with concern.
“N-no, nothing!” Xiao Ying immediately lifted an incomparably radiant smile, her voice so sweet it was almost cloying.
“I just suddenly felt a bit dizzy—maybe I practiced too hard!” As she spoke, she casually edged a little closer to Long Tao, almost pressing up against his arm, as if silently staking her claim.
All of Xiao Ying’s guardedness, with its tiny barbs and cautious probing, fell upon Luo Yusi like the softest drizzle into a deep pool—without stirring even a ripple—only to be completely absorbed and dissolved by her overly pure enthusiasm.
“Ah! So cute!” Luo Yusi looked at Xiao Ying’s manner—wanting to draw close yet unable to resist shrinking back behind Long Tao.
“I’ve always wanted a little sister to play with ever since I was young, but every time Mother brought someone home, it was always another noisy new little brother!” As she spoke, she seemed to grow excited again and unconsciously swayed her upper body slightly.
That overly eye-catching curve swayed along with it, startling Xiao Ying’s heart.
Almost by reflex, she thrust out both hands, cupped Long Tao’s cheeks, and forcibly twisted his head toward herself.
“Young Master! How is Sister Luo’s cooking?” Xiao Ying’s voice was urgent and crisp, carrying an unquestionable dominance, while she screamed frantically inside, Don’t look! That swaying is too dangerous! You absolutely can’t let Young Master look one more time!
Caught off guard by the sudden “attack,” Long Tao was a bit stunned.
His cheeks were held by Xiao Ying’s slightly cool hands, his nose nearly bumping into her forehead.
He blinked and met Xiao Ying’s peach-blossom eyes—eyes that seemed to be smiling, yet hid a tiny hook of resentment deep within.
Only then did it dawn on him—could it be that this girl was sulking because he hadn’t taken the initiative to go see her after being back for so many days?
A wave of guilt surged up in his heart at once.
That’s right—Xiao Ying had just arrived at the sect and was unfamiliar with everything.
The only person she could rely on, Weaving Shadow True Person, had immediately gone off to a secret realm.
She hadn’t had a single acquaintance by her side these past days—she must have been quite timid.
And he, as her Young Master, had completely overlooked this.
That was truly inexcusable!
He hurriedly softened his tone, carrying a hint of appeasement.
“Everything tastes really good! Fellow Daoist Luo’s skills are truly impeccable. Come… you try some too—it’s still hot from being served.” He picked up a slice of twice-cooked pork with his chopsticks and held it to Xiao Ying’s mouth, trying to smooth things over with food.
Seeing Young Master’s utterly oblivious, straight-man way of only knowing how to placate people with food, Xiao Ying ground her back teeth in anger.
She frowned, accepted the chopsticks unwillingly, and took a bite of the meat…
Damn it! It was actually… really delicious!
Weren’t spider spirits supposed to hide in dark corners and eat human flesh raw, or suck out souls?! What was the point of cooking home-style dishes this well?! Was this an attempt to use sugar-coated bullets to corrode Young Master’s stomach, and then corrode his heart?! Such sinister intentions!
An even stronger sense of foreboding seized Xiao Ying in an instant.
She suddenly recalled that the last time she came to see Young Master, she had already vaguely felt that something was off—that room which, judging by Young Master’s lazy nature… should have been covered in dust, had actually been very tidy.
She couldn’t even feel any dust in the corners of the windowsill!
She knew her own Young Master far too well.
Aside from the spot where he usually slept, the chair he often sat on, and the desk he regularly used, every other area of the room absolutely fell into the category of “if you can’t see it, then it’s clean,” and he would rarely bother cleaning it even once in an entire year.
Could it be that…
Xiao Ying suddenly raised her head, her gaze sharp as lightning as it shot toward Luo Yusi opposite her, who was watching her eat with six eyes full of affection.
Xiao Ying struggled to maintain an innocent smile on her face, but her voice tightened slightly.
“Sister Luo, you’re so virtuous and capable—could it be that… you also occasionally help clean my Young Master’s room?”
“Eh? Well…” Luo Yusi was momentarily stunned by the question, seeming a bit embarrassed.
Her six eyes shifted slightly aside, her tone carrying the bashfulness of being found out over a small secret.
“We’re neighbors, after all—helping each other is only right… so… occasionally, occasionally I’d lend a hand…”
As expected! Solid proof!
This woman! Not only did she have the looks of a bewitching enchantress meant to ensnare ignorant youths—she even dared to… to snatch Xiao Ying’s own “job”!
You’re a spider spirit who has cultivated successfully—why aren’t you properly spinning webs and weaving silk to cultivate demonic arts?! Why are you doing things like sweeping floors and wiping windows, chores meant for maids and servant girls?! My Young Master here is just a useless Five Spiritual Roots nobody with no future, struggling even at Qi-Refining Sixth Layer—what exactly are you plotting by investing so much effort in him?!
Xiao Ying felt a nameless fire mixed with a massive sense of crisis rush straight to her head.
The little person in her heart was already pounding the ground in frenzy.
This enemy’s rank was way too high! Not only was she using beauty as temptation—she was even taking the considerate, virtuous route! Who could possibly withstand that?! Young Master, that fool, must have already been almost completely ensnared!