High daylight with crisp air and cool autumn wind blowing slowly, Ye Wuchen went on his journey without stopping, as he continued on southwards. He did not travel with a map, as majority of the people knew that the location of the Heavenly Fire Volcano was in the Southern part of the Tian Long Nation. Evidently, he did not go there to sacrifice himself for Long Yin and Lin Xiu, but only because of himself. It was the hottest place throughout the entire Heavenly Star Continent.
Ning Xue and Tong Xin were particularly silent during the journey. Tong Xin wanted to make noise but she could not, her small hands continuously scratching Ye Wuchen’s back naughtily. No matter how hard she tried, her mouth could not produce a sound. Ning Xue was leaning against his chest, sleeping, awake, awake and then back to sleep. Although Ye Wuchen was having suspicions of her greediness for sleeping, he was already used to it. He stretched his arms out and fiddled with the jade that Hua Shuirou had put around his neck.
It was a ring-shaped jade, its size could be grasped in his hand and under the sun, the jade reflected magnificent colorful rays. Even if the sun was occasionally blocked off by the clouds, it still released its faint colorful rays.
“Multi-colored jade? What is it made of?”
Looking at the jade pendant, Hua Shuirou’s shy face easily reflected within his heart as well as her forever gentle smile, his heart faintly filled with warmth. He enjoyed the feeling of carering and being cared for, although it was only a short time that they got to know each other, their strong bond with each other had been quietly formed unwittingly.
The road to the South was still very long. Ye Wuchen rested constantly and proceeded on, regarding it as a sightseeing tour. He did not delay any part of his trip, but similarly he seemed to not be in a hurry.
After three days.
These outskirts were desolated, only a few people passed by the area. Along with their journey ahead, beside their ears the sound of running water resounded more and more clearly. Ning Xue was in a shallow sleep and slightly moved her ears, then slowly opened her eyes. Ye Wuchen felt her movement, with tender affection he lowered his head and said, “Sleepyhead, are you awake now?”
Ning Xue resentfully stuck out her small nose, “I am not a sleepyhead, it’s because brother’s chest is too comfortable, that’s why I became too sleepy… Brother, I hear the sound of the running water, I want to go to the river to bathe, sister Tong Xin might also wanted to. The horse walked a very long distance, it also needs to eat grass.”
Ye Wuchen lifted his head to see the sky full of clouds, he shook his head as he said, “Tonight we will arrive at the Xiang Yun City, you can bathe then, okay? Now… It will rain soon, we need to find a place to hide from the rain.”
“Rain?” Ning Xue’s face exposed an excited smile, “Rain is what I like the most!”
She never doubted brother’s words, and she already had the faint idea that when he said it would rain, it would really rain.
Proceeding ahead for a short while, he finally found a small house on the right side. Ye Wuchen immediately turned the horse around and rushed forward, at the same time his eyes voluntarily glanced at their rear.
It was an abandoned small house, inside was piled up with hay, but it was still fresh and cool. Ye Wuchen tied the horse up by the doorway, as he led Ning Xue and Tong Xin inside. Indeed, after they went in for a few moments, a cold wind rose up, following which was the sound of the autumn thunder drawing near, along with the rain that had fallen down faster and faster.
“Xue-er, Tong Xin, are you hungry?”
Ning Xue and Tong Xin sat on the hay, both resting against Ye Wuchen’s chest on the left and right. Listening to the sound of rain and thunder, cuddling up with him, such a fascinating cozy feeling made Tong Xin want to comfortably doze off to sleep.
“Not hungry, just want to drink water.” Ning Xue used her hand to touch her partly dried lips.
“Okay.” Ye Wuchen called out a water sack from the ring of the God of Sword and placed it in Ning Xue’s hand, then he turned to Tong Xin and asked, “Tong Xin, do you want to drink water?”
Tong Xin blinked her eyes. She did not shake nor nod her head, but quietly raised up her eyebrows. Using her hand to wrap around Ye Wuchen’s neck, her lips drew near. Sticking out her pink lips, she licked his lips one at a time. For several days at nights, she would use her delicate tongue to lick all over his body while she was half-asleep and half-awake state. She was eager for his taste and unconsciously began to treat it as a kind of enjoyment and habit.
Ye Wuchen’s heart jumped, he quickly drew back his body from her hug. This bad habit of hers could be sneaky, but if Ning Xue was to learn from it little by little it would be… Ye Wuchen glanced at Ning Xue, finding her hugging the water sack as she drank from it, and he heaved a sigh of relief as she was not looking at him. Immediately, Tong Xin began to naughtily rub against his body, using her small hands to pull open his clothes. The flexible small tongue naughtily licking his neck, leaving behind light traces of liquid, almost causing Ye Wuchen to moan. Sometimes, he thought of Tong Xin as a small house pet trying hard to ask for favor from its master.
Outside the door, the rain switched from slow to fast, at this time, the tightly closed door had been pushed open, and Tong Xin’s eyes went instantly ice-cold.
Ye Wuchen gently pressed Tong Xin’s small hands, causing her loftiness to disappear in an instant. Lifting up his head to look, he suddenly felt alarmed.
There was a woman, masked in a thin white silk. Although one could not see her face, her figure was very attractive, fine and exquisite. Her beautiful body was simply indescribable, under her snowy white skirt, her slender legs were faintly visible, tall and thin, only by just standing there she showed a very extraordinary air of arrogance. Her black hair, densely packed, flowed down freely like a waterfall, contrasting against her snowy white skin.
Her face looked at their direction. Behind her, the raindrops were messy, and at first glance she seemed immersed in the gentle curtain of rain. In contrast with her, it seemed like an imaginary dream, dreading to put pressure on the legendary beautiful goddess who dwelled the river water. Ye Wuchen was instantly attracted by her immortal beauty, and he automatically thought of a fairy over rippling waters.
[note: “fairy over rippling waters” - the characters for these could also mean the narcissus flower]
The sky full of raindrops sprinkling down like some silver white sheen, like a water curtain, like a an imaginary dream. Everything made her look more like a fairy that descended down to the earth placing herself above the common populace. The face covered with the thin silk cloth vaguely exposed her fair white skin, as if like sheep-fat white jade but it was actually whiter than snow, slender and smooth, richer and softer than snowy light muslin. Her pure white dress was half wet, sticking onto her body, wrapping around her and showed her exquisite figure. Her sexy waist, soft chest, and beautiful buttocks were in a perfect arc that was so pretty and hard to describe. Although she did not reveal any traces of nudity, it reflected an incomparably erotic charm. She was extremely attractive, but at the same time, had a holy inviolable personality, as if it would be considered a great sin if anyone fancied her. This was a very contradictory thing, but it all happened to her at the same time.
Her gaze swept through the three of them and without a word, she approached. She stood by the dilapidated wooden window, quietly watching the rain outside pouring down and waited for the autumn rain to stop. Almost acting like she did not see the three of them here, but her actions did not cause them any harm. This was supposedly the right attitude that a fairy ought to possess. If she took the initiative to ask, she overwhelm people with her favor.
Ye Wuchen was startled by her breath-taking figure. He withdrew his gaze and at the same time, he exercised his self-restraint.
A real fairy down on earth… This was the first impression she gave to Ye Wuchen. She was already very stunning, even without revealing her face. Perhaps her charm, was even better than Ye Shuiyao’s.
“Brother, this sister is really pretty.” Ning Xue had leaned forward beside his ears and softly said to him. She knew if she spoke out loudly, she might disrespect the sister.
“Oh? It might not necessarily this way, her face is covered. Xue-er, why do you feel that she is pretty? Can’t say for sure, she might be a very ugly freak.” Ye Wuchen said ,putting all his efforts to lower his voice.
The sound of the rain still resounded beside their ears, as the fairy-like woman silently listened to the falling rain, as if she did not hear anything.
“It may not be. Even if her face cannot be seen, Xue-er believes this sister must have a pretty face… Oh, as pretty as Sister.” Ning Xue said earnestly. The charm of this woman did not just make Ye Wuchen lose his mind, even Ning Xue had been deeply convinced. Only Tong Xin was still naughtily rubbing against his chest, ignoring the woman and did not notice Ning Xue’s resentful gaze either. She completely occupied Ye Wuchen’s bosom.
“Then, Xue-er, do you want to know her name?”
“En, yes I do.”
Ye Wuchen’s gaze focused on the waterfall-like hair of the woman and in a tender voice he asked, “This fairy-like woman, for us to meet under this rain, it must be our destiny. Can you tell us your good name?”
The woman did not respond. Even those limpid, autumn water-like eyes were like a quiet lake without waves.
Ye Wuchen slightly shook his head, in a low voice he said, “Xue-er, she might really be a fairy. She doesn’t want to pay attention to us mortal humans.”
The sound of the rain quickened, sitting for a long time, one’s body would start to feel cold. Ning Xue curled her body, shivering, as she approached Ye Wuchen a little closer, her body had a layer of goosebumps. Ye Wuchen piled up the rice straws behind him and quickly started a bonfire, bringing warmth to this small abandoned house.
“Xue-er, are you hungry?” Ye Wuchen asked.
“En.”
Ye Wuchen took out the pastries he brought from the Ye Family, distributed them to Ning Xue and Tong Xin, then he smiled and watched them gobble down the food in front of the not so big bonfire. Wang Wenshu loved her son dearly, so Ye Wuchen’s ring from the God of sword which happened to be able to store things, had all sorts of dried food and pastries, enough for them to consume for more than ten days without regard for whether or not they would turn bad after so many days.
“What the heck, it’s really damn bad luck. Didn’t gain anything in return. Just a body dripping wet under the pouring rain.”
“That’s enough, at least we found shelter from the rain.”
“My whole body is fucking wet, shelter my ass, as I said, let’s just go back.”
“This lousy sky, it just rained without any warning.”
A few cursing voices approached from afar, accompanied by mixed footsteps. Ye Wuchen hugged Ning Xue tightly, the corner of his mouth curled up, smiling as he held up a corn cake and softly chewed. The act of a fairy teaching robbers some lessons was just about to begin.
A loud bang, and the door had been violently kicked open. The originally rotten wooden door almost fell apart from the kick. The person who kicked open the door saw the bonfire and immediately yelled, “Bah! There’s someone inside, also there’s fire.”
“I don’t care whether there are people inside or not, let’s go inside quickly.”
The four were roughly dressed, each of them held a large wood chopper as they came in. Their ages seemed above their thirties, with faces like devils and monsters, at first glance they were not virtuous men and were probably a group of robbers who broke into the houses nearby to steal.