jdhmnovel Chapter 145 A Woman Desires to Throw Herself into Her Arms
Chapter 145 A Woman Desires to Throw Herself into Her Arms
"The sect ancestor is the sect ancestor, and you are you. Young master, are you perhaps treating the Yaotai Sect as part of your dowry?"
Yu Zhihua was still pondering when some of the women from the Yaotai Sect, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up to mock her. As if speaking the minds of all the women, laughter rose and fell, gradually becoming more and more unrestrained.
Seeing that the women were united, Yu Zhihua smiled faintly and stopped arguing with Luo Sifan.
Turning to Du Xinglie, Yu Zhihua's enthusiasm for painting only intensified:
"Young Master Du, you must be joking. This gentleman before me is not a disciple of our sect. Our sect's patriarch has returned and chosen this young master as his honored guest. He is of noble status and does not wish to share a room with vulgar people like us. Young Master Du, why don't you come with us elsewhere? Yaotai Sect has no shortage of places to entertain guests."
Du Xinglie originally wanted to find out Luo Sifan's background, but Yu Zhihua tried to win him over, and he found it hard to refuse.
Feigning surprise, Du Xinglie bowed to Luo Sifan.
"The return of the Yaotai Ancestor?! This is a momentous event that has shaken the Western Kingdom! I was unaware of your esteemed status, young master, and have offended you greatly. Please forgive me!"
Luo Sifan naturally ignored his performance.
Du Xinglie straightened up and turned to Yu Zhihua:
“If you wish to be alone, then I, Du Xinglie, will do you a favor and not provoke any further trouble in this pavilion. Senior Zhihua, thank you for your trouble! Please inform Sect Master Xinlian that I am no longer in Zhichun Pavilion.”
Yu Zhihua nodded in agreement, gave Luo Sifan a slight bow, and led the women and Du Xinglie up the stairs and down the pavilion. Along the way, the women chatted happily, making Luo Sifan seem lonely and melancholy.
Luo Sifan watched the women's backs disappear into the pavilion one by one, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He had always disliked feigning friendship with Du Xinglie, and Yu Zhihua's act of sending Du Xinglie away, though ill-intentioned, was exactly what he wanted.
Unexpectedly, a head crept out from the stairwell and met the eyes of Luo Sifan, who was all smiles and relaxed.
Luo Sifan's smile vanished, and he watched the woman slowly ascend the pavilion, her waist swaying gracefully.
Yu Lishuang, completely taken aback, stopped fidgeting with her fingers and clicked her tongue in surprise.
"Those little bitches from the Yaotai Sect, they really put on a show!"
If it weren't for the fact that she had blood-bound the Lotus Treasure to Luo Sifan, allowing her to share his senses, Yu Lishuang would never have imagined that the seemingly timid and serious female cultivators of the Yaotai Sect would be so cunning in private!
The one who secretly went to the pavilion to meet Luo Sifan was none other than Yu Yaoxiang, who had been patiently waiting among the women for a long time.
"Yu Yaoxiang, the Hall Master of Hanxiang Palace of Yaotai Sect, greets Young Master!"
Yu Yaoxiang, her white dress embroidered with gold thread, her jade pendants jingling softly, moved to within a foot of Luo Sifan and gracefully bowed.
With a slight lift of her pretty face, she boldly gazed at Luo Sifan, her eyes never straying elsewhere.
"Yu Yaoxiang, is there a flower on my face?"
Seeing her openly flirting, Luo Sifan knew perfectly well what was going on. He glanced at Yu Yaoxiang's alluring curves, his eyes flickering, and asked a question he already knew the answer to.
Yu Yaoxiang puffed out her chest and arched her back, thoroughly enjoying Luo Sifan's shrewd gaze. Hearing his words, she smiled knowingly and spoke in a soft, gentle voice:
"Young master, my body is not exactly adorned with the most beautiful flowers, is it?"
Luo Sifan found Yu Yaoxiang's unrestrained words and actions quite refreshing, a stark contrast to the aloofness he remembered from his previous life.
Over the centuries, no one knows what trauma she suffered.
Luo Sifan pondered to himself, a knowing smile appearing on his face:
"Palace Master Hanxiang, your verbal skills are quite impressive!"
Luo Sifan stared at her crimson lips and realized that Yu Yaoxiang's makeup was more glamorous than when they first met.
Yu Yaoxiang seemed to sense his gaze, covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her slender fingers, whiter than jade, making her lips appear even more vibrant.
"I have always been clumsy with words, but being by your side, young master, has put me in a great mood, and I have become much more eloquent. You can't blame me for that."
The woman's eyes sparkled with delight, and Luo Sifan couldn't detect a single trace of acting.
Impressed, but fearing further trouble, Luo Sifan changed the subject:
"Is the Palace Master of Hanxiang here to comfort me? It seems that most of the female cultivators in your sect are somewhat dissatisfied with me?"
Yu Yaoxiang lowered her hand, her expression instantly becoming dignified and solemn, like the mistress of a palace.
“Young Master is the one chosen by the Ancestor, so why should you care about the thoughts and opinions of ordinary men and women? I, Yu Yaoxiang, am confident in my judgment. A person like you is like a jade tree on a jade terrace, and your actions must have profound meaning. I am willing to follow in your footsteps and serve the Ancestor.”
After saying this, she bowed gracefully again, clearly considering herself a servant.
Luo Sifan admired her for her flexibility and ability to maintain a humble and submissive attitude even in front of a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"Sister Yaoxiang, you're too kind. I'm just a nobody, and I shouldn't be so high-profile. But you've hit the nail on the head... Our Ancestor does indeed have some thoughts..."
Luo Sifan's expression softened considerably, and he brought Yu Lishuang into the conversation, using her as a shield to ensure that Yu Yaoxiang wouldn't fall for his scheme.
"What's with the 'old man' thing! Pshaw, I'm not as old as you!"
Yu Lishuang's mood fluctuated because of Luo Sifan's words and actions. Hearing this, she was about to explode again and pouted to complain.
She was becoming increasingly curious about Luo Sifan's intentions in stirring up trouble at Yaotai Sect. Otherwise, she would have activated Lianbao and captured him long ago when Luo Sifan started flirting with Yu Yaoxiang.
Upon hearing this, Yu Yaoxiang was secretly delighted, feeling that she had finally made the right bet.
"What sister? You can call me 'sister', but I can't accept that. If our ancestral matriarch heard this, I'm afraid she wouldn't be pleased, young master!"
Yu Yaoxiang blushed and deliberately declined.
"It's alright, let's each do our own thing. In the end, I can't really be considered a member of the Yaotai Sect. I'm grateful for Li Shuang's high regard, and although I have no intention of getting involved in these sectarian affairs, I can only do my best. As for the future of the Yaotai Sect, it ultimately depends on Li Shuang's decision."
Luo Sifan addressed Li Shuang with extreme intimacy, his words implying that he was standing up for Yu Li Shuang and seemed to have the intention of reforming the sect. Hearing this, Yu Yaoxiang felt even more strongly that Yu Zhihua and Yu Xinlian's sects had probably gone astray and were about to face trouble.
Even she herself unconsciously became more cautious in her speech and more dignified in her demeanor.
"How dare I be called 'elder sister' in front of you, young master? Please don't flatter me. I am honored by your kindness. From now on, you may call me Yaoxiang directly. We must not disrupt the hierarchy within the sect, lest it damage our sect's reputation."
Yu Yaoxiang firmly declined, clearly afraid of Yu Lishuang.
The relationship between Luo Sifan and Yu Lishuang is becoming increasingly more complex and vulgar than the women privately speculated.
"That's fine too!"
Seeing that she was sensible, Luo Sifan was happy to go along with it. His face no longer showed any frivolity, and his demeanor naturally became even more outstanding.
Yu Yaoxiang was moved and her mind was shaken. She thought to herself that it was just as she had imagined. She was glad that she had stopped in time and had not gone too far down the wrong path of seducing this person.
"Son!"
Yu Yaoxiang had already largely trusted Luo Sifan, and whispered softly, ready to speak freely.
His expression changed slightly, and he closed his lips again as if he heard some noise.
She pulled something out of her bosom, grabbed Luo Sifan's hand, and stuffed it into it.
The skin was warm and soft to the touch. Yu Yaoxiang dared not take the opportunity to grope him any further. Having achieved her goal, she quickly withdrew her hand.
“Someone is coming; I should not linger here. If you need anything, young master, you can contact me through this jade talisman! It will be safe to travel within a hundred miles!”
After giving her a soft instruction, Yu Yaoxiang vanished in a flash, leaving Luo Sifan alone in the pavilion.
Luo Sifan opened his palm, examined the jade talisman briefly, and then put it into his pocket.
A gentle smile graced her face as she glanced toward the entrance to the pavilion.
The sound of people climbing the ladder grew louder, but who was coming this time?