Chapter 237: Aunt Tao, Listen to Me This Time
Chapter 237: Chapter 124: Aunt Tao, Listen to Me This Time
But now that a feud was born and they were mortal enemies, that boy would certainly be back for revenge, given his temperament.
There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Shui Miaozheng glanced at the sky outside, stood up, and said:
“It’s getting late, so I won’t disturb your rest. If you run into any trouble from now on, don’t hesitate to find Aunt Shui. As long as it’s something I can do, I’ll be sure to handle it for you.”
After all, it wouldn’t look good if word got out that a man and a woman were alone in a room together.
Jiang Mu quickly rose to see her out, saying politely, “Thank you for your concern, Aunt Shui. If any trouble comes up, I’ll be sure to find you.”
Shui Miaozheng nodded slightly and walked out of the room.
Jiang Mu watched her retreating figure and suddenly noticed the captivating rhythm in her walk.
Her gait was like still water, until a slight tremble in the small of her back sent an undercurrent rippling through her.
The front of her skirt slid open past her knees, while the back clung tightly to her full, rounded hips.
With every step, the fabric would cling to her flesh and spring back, outlining the rise and fall of her rear beneath the skirt.
Full but not plump, rounded but not sagging.
‘Would be a shame if a rear like that didn’t produce a big, healthy son.’
Only when her figure had completely vanished into the night did Jiang Mu withdraw his gaze.
‘No wonder she’s the goddess an old man like Ran Qingshan can’t forget. That charm of hers is truly top-tier.’
He closed the door and returned to his room.
Jiang Mu wasn’t sleepy, so he sat cross-legged on his bed and began to meditate and cultivate.
The fragments of Shadow Number Two, which had previously self-destructed, were still slowly reassembling in his sea of consciousness. He figured it would still be some time before it recovered.
This made Jiang Mu grumble inwardly about that Zombie Queen.
‘Couldn’t we have just negotiated sooner? I had to waste a Demon Shadow’s self-destruction because of her.’
“Well, well, little guy. You actually survived.”
Just as he was thinking this, a familiar, alluring fragrance wafted to his nose.
Jiang Mu opened his eyes.
A figure in red had appeared in the room at some point.
Ji Hongyuan had appeared like a phantom in the same chair Shui Miaozheng had just been sitting in.
She lazily crossed her legs—her habitual posture.
The hem of her high-slitted, gold-and-red dress slid down, revealing a long stretch of calf wrapped in black silk.
The stockings shimmered in the candlelight, clinging tightly to her full, firm calf all the way down to her ankle, where it disappeared into a pair of high heels as red as blood.
The stiletto heel bobbed gently, forcing her arch into a tempting curve.
Jiang Mu couldn’t help but be a little dazed.
Both were the mature woman type.
One was gentle as water, poised and virtuous. The other was flamboyant as fire, bewitching to the bone.
‘This stark contrast is truly… bizarre.’
Jiang Mu collected himself and said coolly:
“Next time you decide to pop in, can you give me a heads-up? You could give someone a heart attack, appearing like that.”
“Didn’t I just give you a heads-up?”
Ji Hongyuan giggled, her eyes full of seduction,
“Little guy, I’m here to suck you again. This time… I might suck for a little longer.”
Jiang Mu pursed his lips. “At your age, you have the nerve to call yourself ‘big sister’?”
“Then being an aunt is fine too. From now on, you can call me Aunt Hong.”
Ji Hongyuan wasn’t angry. Instead, she laughed, spread her arms in a gesture asking for a hug, and said, “Come, my good nephew, let Aunt Hong give you a big hug.”
Jiang Mu was speechless.
‘She really knows how to hit a sore spot.’
‘It seems that ever since I came to this world, I’ve been completely stuck on the word ‘Aunt.”
‘I’m a total aunt-magnet.’
He settled back into a cross-legged position, resumed circulating his Cultivation Technique, and said peevishly, “Enough nonsense. Go on, do what you want.”
With that, he closed his eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.
Ji Hongyuan pouted, feeling thoroughly bored.
She rose, walked to the bedside, and leaned over. Her red lips, like flames, drew near Jiang Mu’s neck and gently enclosed the flesh.
Wisps of a strange energy were slowly drawn out by her suction.
As she inhaled, the woman’s complexion grew a bit rosier.
But after entering a meditative trance, Jiang Mu failed to enter his normal state of cultivation as he’d hoped. His vision blurred, and his consciousness was once again forcefully dragged by that domineering power into the Purple Mansion Divine Realm.
The familiar peach blossom tree, the lake surface as clear as a mirror.
A brilliant river of stars stretching across the sky was reflected in the water.
And a face covered in frost.
The tall Lady Peach Blossom stood beneath the peach tree, surrounded by swirling petals. Her chilly eyes stared at him coldly, as if he owed her eight million silver and hadn’t paid her back.
Jiang Mu offered a greeting. “Hello, Aunt Tao.”
“Aunt?”
Shangguan Luoxue froze, a flash of shock and anger crossing her cold, stunning face.
‘Who is this bastard calling ‘Aunt’?!’
Then, she said in a frosty voice, “Do you just love drinking… the Great Dao’s True Dew from the Grotto Heaven Dao Mansion?”
She didn’t use the term “Stream Below the Gorge.”
Even if she had, this guy wouldn’t have understood, and he might have even followed the clues to guess her true identity.
“The Great Dao’s True Dew?”
Jiang Mu paused, then it dawned on him. “Is that stuff not for drinking?”
“What do you think?”
Shangguan Luoxue ground her teeth.
‘It makes me have to change clothes every time.’
“Uh… it tastes pretty good. Sweet. I drink it when I want to,” Jiang Mu said.
“…”
Shangguan Luoxue was momentarily speechless, a tightness in her chest.
She had no way to stop him, either.
The Dao Mansion was his now, so he really could drink it whenever he pleased.
Other than cursing him out in her head, there was nothing she could do.
She could only glare helplessly.
Jiang Mu couldn’t be bothered with this nonsense. He walked right up and wrapped his arms around her.
“Let’s make this quick. I have to get back to my cultivation.”
Shangguan Luoxue’s delicate body stiffened. She said coldly, “Can you please listen to my command next time? You can only hug me when I say you can!”
“Oh, okay.”
Jiang Mu gave a perfunctory reply and, instead, hugged her even tighter.
He suddenly found the whole scene very surreal.
In reality, a gorgeous, fiery Great Demon was sucking on him, while in his consciousness, he was hugging a great, icy beauty.
‘What is this, even?’