Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 82 Merging into One

The room was pitch black.

As Xiao Tao was drifting off to sleep, she vaguely felt a chill run through her body.

She couldn't help but shudder.

Then, it slowly opened its eyes, and then its eyes widened suddenly.

A dark figure stood silently in front of the bed!

Before she could scream, the dark figure suddenly spoke softly: "Xiao Tao, it's me, I'm Xiao Jing."

Hearing the sound, Xiao Tao breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, "Xiao Jing, you scared me to death! What are you doing standing here in the middle of the night?"

He then quickly sat up and asked, "Oh, where is the young master?"

Xiao Jing said softly, "He probably went out to relieve himself. I can't sleep, so I wanted to sleep with you."

Xiao Tao immediately laughed and said, "You want to sleep with the young master, don't you?"

Xiao Jing said softly, "Yes, I really want to."

Then she sighed softly, "Who wouldn't want to meet such a good young man? I think so, and so does my sister."

Xiao Tao also sighed and said, "Xiao Jing, don't worry, the young master is a very good person and won't abandon you."

Xiao Jing looked at her and said, "But the young master only likes you. Xiao Tao, shall we serve the young master together?"

Xiao Tao nodded and said, "Okay, didn't I already promise you?"

Xiao Jing slowly bent down and climbed onto the bed, looking into her big eyes and saying, "I mean... let's become one, just like me and my sister, the three of us serving you together, okay?"

Xiao Tao looked confused: "What do you mean by merging into one?"

Xiao Jing reached out and gently stroked her delicate and pretty face, whispering, "Enter my body and become a part of me. That way, the three of us can be together forever, serving you, young master. What do you say?"

Xiao Tao blinked her big, dark eyes and asked, "How...how do we get in?"

Xiao Jing's lips gradually parted into a strange smile, her voice gentle yet filled with a seductive allure: "Xiao Tao, close your eyes, it'll be over soon, we'll be one, one..."

Xiao Tao's eyes glazed over for a moment, then she obediently closed them.

Xiao Jing's hand continued to caress her delicate, youthful face, gradually moving down to her fair neck. Then, he slowly leaned forward, his parted lips slowly approaching hers...

Just then, footsteps sounded outside, along with Luo Qingfeng's voice: "It's so cold..."

Xiao Jing paused for a moment, then got into bed and crawled under the covers.

Footsteps approached the door.

Luo Qingfeng pushed open the door, entered the room, glanced at the bed, and then murmured, "Why is Xiao Jing sleeping here too?"

He did not immediately approach the bed, but instead went to the table and lit the oil lamp.

A dim, yellow light shone, illuminating the dark room.

The two maids were lying on the bed with their eyes closed, seemingly already asleep.

Xiao Jing revealed her delicate shoulders and purple bodice, with a strand of hair still clinging to the corner of her mouth. Her sleeping appearance was exceptionally alluring.

Luo Qingfeng stood in front of the table, quietly watching her.

The room was completely silent.

Much later.

Xiao Jing slowly opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked at his handsome face illuminated by the lamplight. She spoke softly, "Young master, it's cold outside. Why don't you come in and sleep? Come in here and let me serve you, okay?"

Luo Qingfeng stood in front of the table, silently watching her.

Xiao Jing gently bit her lip again, her face full of allure, and said softly, "Young Master, Xiao Jing likes you. As long as you are willing to let Xiao Jing serve you, Xiao Jing will definitely make you happy. Every day, every night, Xiao Jing will give you unexpected and irresistible pleasure... Young Master, come, come and cherish Xiao Jing, please?"

Luo Qingfeng was silent for a while, then said, "Come to the table, don't wake Xiao Tao."

Xiao Jing's tone was full of tenderness: "Young master, let's stay here. Let Xiao Jing and Xiao Tao serve you together, wouldn't that be nice? Double the pleasure, don't you like that, young master?"

Luo Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Tao sleeping inside, paused for a moment, then walked over and said, "Okay."

He came to the bedside.

The girl stretched out her slender, snow-white arm from under the covers, then gently took his hand, pulled it under the covers, and slipped it inside her clothes, saying tenderly, "Young master, are you warm?"

Luo Qingfeng remained silent.

The young girl looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Young master, forget your troubles. Tonight, let Xiao Jing serve you well and make you happy all night long, okay?"

Looking into her captivating, watery eyes, Luo Qingfeng suddenly asked, "Are you Xiao Jing or Xiao Zi?"

The young woman smiled gently: "Isn't it all the same? Whoever you like, young master, just treat me as that person, isn't that good?"

Then she sighed softly, "Anyway, they're all pitiful women. Aren't they all just used by men? Once they're done using them and they're tired of them, they're thrown away... And how many people would care who's who?"

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment, then asked, "Did you handle everything in the manor?"

The young woman smiled gently and said, "Young master, isn't it good enough to be your tutor, surrounded by beauties every night, enjoying blissful bliss like a god? Why bother getting involved in this mess?"

Looking into her alluring eyes, Luo Qingfeng said, "The blissful happiness you speak of is just losing your vital essence and life force every night, slowly withering away until you die, isn't it?"

The young girl looked at him tenderly and said softly, "No, Xiao Jing wouldn't do that... Young Master is so handsome, and so kind to us servants. I will serve you for the rest of my life and make you happy. How could I bear to hurt you?"

Luo Qingfeng suddenly gripped her hand tightly and said, "Don't hurt Xiaotao."

The young woman sighed softly, "Young Master really only likes Xiao Tao. I knew it. With Xiao Tao around, Young Master would never want me, would he?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't say anything more. He suddenly picked her up, spun her around, and threw her away forcefully.

"Bang!"

The girl's body fell awkwardly onto the ground in front of the window.

The moonlight, like water, streamed in.

The girl's bodice suddenly slipped down, revealing her snow-white and alluring skin.

She lay barefoot, her smooth, jade-like legs exposed, wearing only a pair of underpants, looking at him with a sorrowful expression. Her eyes were red as she said, "Young master, are you really going to be so cruel to Xiao Jing?"

Luo Qingfeng remained silent and slowly drew the Demon-Slaying Blade from his sleeve.

The girl sighed softly, then seductively rose from the ground, saying, "Young master is indeed a cultivator as well..."

Then she gave a sad laugh and said, "Liars, all liars... We thought we had found a good man who could cherish and love us, but we were all liars... Poor Xiao Jing, Xiao Zi, Xiao Tao... They are all pitiful..."

As she finished speaking, her lips suddenly split open, revealing two sharp fangs that rapidly grew out. A hoarse cry escaped her throat: "Why, why must our lives be trampled upon by others? I refuse! I refuse!"

"Whoosh!"

A snow-white blade light suddenly appeared on Luo Qingfeng's broken sword, and before she could complete her transformation, she slashed at it with her sword.

The girl, who was not yet fully corrupted by demonic energy, stood motionless by the window as he struck her on the head. A crack immediately appeared in her skull, and blood flowed out from it.

However, the knife in Luo Qingfeng's hand was not sharp. Even with the blade's edge, it was still difficult to cut through.

"Young master, it hurts so much... Xiao Jing is in so much pain..."

Red tears of blood streamed from the girl's eyes as she cried, "It's not a headache, it's a heartache... Xiao Jing's heart aches so much..."

"Why? Why did you lie to Xiao Jing? You lied to all of us maids. We all thought you were the best person in the world. We all envied Xiao Tao so much, envied her for finally finding a good home... That night, when my sister was holding me to sleep, she was still dreaming, calling out, 'Young Master, Young Master, will you take me too?'"

"At that moment, I really wanted to help my sister, so I became one with her, wanting to help her fulfill her wish, wanting to become the young master's servant..."

"But... young master, you lied to me, and you lied to my sister... you're fake, you're a liar..."

"Sister, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

After the girl finished speaking in tears, she suddenly flew out of the window, seemingly trying to escape.

No sooner had she jumped up from the courtyard than a blade of light suddenly appeared from the darkness beside her, slicing her to the ground.

Nightingale appeared with a knife, and before she could stand up, she swooped down and slashed down.

But at that moment, a blinding light suddenly shone from the girl's chest, and then with a "whoosh," she flew over the courtyard wall and disappeared.

A black mist appeared on the girl's chest, hissing as it quickly disappeared.

Her body quickly returned to its original state, covered in blood, and she was dead.

Nightingale gripped the broken knife, her face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Luo Qingfeng came up behind her and asked, "What happened?"

Nightingale stared at the corpse on the ground, paused for a moment, and then said, "It seems to be the demon's innate ability, [Transfer]. A demon with this ability can transfer everything about its host except its physical body when it is about to die, and then find a new host."

Luo Qingfeng asked, "Memories, emotions, desires, and so on, are they all there?"

The nightingale said, "Yes, they are all here."

Then she asked, somewhat puzzled, "This demon..."

Luo Qingfeng said, "Their strength seems off, and they're offering absolutely no resistance. It seems they don't want to fight us at all, right?"

The nightingale nodded, her brow furrowed in thought.

Luo Qingfeng looked in the direction the round bead had flown away and said, "So, it's very likely she could reside in any of the people in this manor, is that right?"

Nightingale paused for a moment, then said, "They might also leave this mansion."

"The demons in this mansion..."

"She's probably not the only one."

"Yes, that's what I think too. She might not have killed those people."

As the two were discussing in the courtyard, they suddenly heard footsteps and the sound of robes fluttering outside. It seemed that some cultivators had sensed the fluctuations in the battle aura here and were rushing over.

Nightingale quickly said, "You should go back to your room and sleep. I'll handle things here."

Luo Qingfeng immediately sheathed his knife, went through the window, quickly took off his clothes and shoes, and crawled into bed.

The quilt still held the warmth of Xiao Jing, or rather, Xiao Zi, and the unique fragrance of the young girl.

Luo Qingfeng's emotions were quite complex.

He turned to look at Xiao Tao lying next to him and saw that she was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly, which put his mind at ease.

Just then, voices came from the courtyard outside.

"Nightingale, what's going on? Have you discovered a demon?"

"We've already fought, but the opponent didn't resist and simply abandoned their physical body to escape."

"Abandoning the physical body? The innate supernatural power 'Transfer'?"

"That should be true."

"What happened to the people inside? Were they killed?"

"No, they're all still asleep. I discovered them early. By the way, Captain, that demon should be injured. I wonder if it will escape from the mansion."

"No, there's an array set up in the mansion, and there were no fluctuations around it just now. That demon should still be hiding inside. Since it's injured, its demonic energy must be leaking out from time to time. Let's go, let's search immediately; we should be able to catch it!"

"Nightingale, you stay here and tidy up the place first, then keep watch in the shadows. Be careful of that cunning demon; it might leave and then return to possess the people in the house."

"yes!"

Immediately, the figures of several people jumped over the courtyard wall.

Nightingale stood in the courtyard for a while longer before carrying the body outside, then fetching water to wash away the bloodstains on the ground.

Luo Qingfeng wanted to help, but fearing that the demon hunters might return, he could only lie down and wait patiently.

After a while.

Nightingale had already cleaned up the bloodstains, then climbed through the window into the room, her gaze coldly fixed on the bed as she said, "You hesitated just now. Were you swayed by her words and didn't want to kill her?"

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment, then said, "No, my knife is dull."

Nightingale said, "Is it because you're soft-hearted? A beautiful girl with no clothes on, speaking so pitifully, any man would feel soft-hearted, right?"

Luo Qingfeng remained silent for a while, then sat up in bed and said, "Sister Nightingale, do you think demons, like humans, can be bad or good?"

Nightingale frowned. "You really have been bewitched. A demon is a demon. When they possess a person, they have only one purpose: to amplify the host's desires, to make the host commit all sorts of evil deeds, to feed them with dark emotions, and finally, until the host completely collapses and is devoured. You've seen many demons, have you ever seen one that doesn't do evil?"

Luo Qingfeng fell silent.

He hadn't seen too many demons, but most of them, in their evil deeds, seemed to have a reason. Though unforgivable, they also possessed a degree of pitiability.

"You're blinded by women!"

Nightingale scoffed and said, "If that demon had been a man, would you still have acted this way?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "Sister Nightingale, I'm sleepy."

Nightingale narrowed her eyes and said irritably, "You think I'm long-winded?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "No, I don't know why, I'm just really sleepy."

The nightingale scoffed, "Is it because you've used up too much of your energy?"

Luo Qingfeng carefully examined his body's condition and said, "I just unleashed a strike, but it felt like it consumed a lot of my divine sense. My physical strength is still quite abundant, but my spirit is somewhat exhausted."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Nightingale thought for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "You're not about to comprehend a divine innate ability, are you?"

Luo Qingfeng asked, "A natural talent?"

Nightingale said, "Before comprehending a talent, the body consumes a lot of energy, which is why you suddenly feel very tired. You just unleashed a strike, which probably stimulated some kind of potential within you, so you may be close to comprehending a talent."

Luo Qingfeng asked, "Can even a fifth-level Celestial Being comprehend innate divine abilities?"

Nightingale said, "Of course, starting from the Five Stars of Creation, there is a possibility of comprehending innate divine abilities, although the probability is very small, it still exists."

Luo Qingfeng then asked, "How many innate divine abilities can a cultivator comprehend?"

Nightingale thought for a moment and said, "I don't know either. But as far as I know, our South Academy's Dean seems to have three innate supernatural abilities, and the Heavenly Rank Department also has a genius female disciple with three innate supernatural abilities. Each supernatural ability can be upgraded. In fact, specializing in one is already quite good. Moreover, advancing innate supernatural abilities is very difficult and consumes a lot of time and energy, many times more difficult than advancing through cultivation."

Luo Qingfeng asked a few more questions, and was already getting a little sleepy.

Nightingale quickly said, "Alright, stop talking. You should rest. I'll keep watch outside the window."

After saying that, just as she was about to climb out the window, she suddenly looked at him again and said, "By the way, where is your hand? Is it on that little maid's chest or somewhere else? I was just curious and asked casually, it's okay if you don't answer."

Luo Qingfeng lay down, closed his eyes, and did not answer.

Nightingale's eyebrows twitched slightly. She suddenly walked over, lifted the blanket, and took a look. She was stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face turned slightly cold.

"Pervert! How could someone have such a fetish!"

"The books were right after all; scholars all love this kind of stuff! Disgusting!"

She said a few words angrily, then turned and left in a huff.

That bastard, he actually held that maid's foot!

"Squeak..."

The window is closed.

The nightingale stood outside the window, her pretty face frosty, her heaving chest rising and falling with anger.

After a while.

She couldn't help but lower her head, glancing at the hem of her red dress, then spat and muttered, "You lecherous scoundrel, don't even think about it!"

at the same time.

On the bed in the room, Luo Qingfeng felt very sleepy, but he did not fall asleep.

Suddenly, the painting "Crimson Moon and Azure Sky" appeared strangely in his mind. The huge blood moon hung silently in his mind and in his line of sight, motionless.

His vision gradually turned red, and then, as if pulled by some force, it suddenly entered the blood moon.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a silver moon blade, speckled with specks of blood, shone brightly within the blood moon!

It was the same move he used at the Great Buddha Temple that day!

Then, in the second and third rounds, even more tiny blades of light appeared, densely packed, almost filling his entire pupil.

"Silver Moon Slash!"

Those tiny blades of light seemed to form these words, which were actually created by his consciousness!

He had just come up with this name casually, but now even the painting "The Azure Sky and the Crimson Moon" has been accepted as the name.

Has he fully grasped this move yet?

Huh?

Just then, in the sea of ​​energy, the red bead suddenly burst forth with light, and a series of densely packed small characters flew out from it, quickly entering his mind.

Another cultivation technique has arrived!

This time, the technique was not activated by him on his own initiative, and he didn't know why it appeared.

A flood of unfamiliar memories quickly entered my mind.

After a while.

Those jumbled memories began to automatically rearrange themselves and quickly became clear.

Luo Qingfeng looked closely and the first thing he saw was three large, scarlet characters: "Ghost Immortal Technique".

(End of this chapter)