Perfect World

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Cultivation
 

Bamboo groves were lush and thick with green.

The bamboo abode was refined, exuding the fresh scent of grass and wood.

On a bamboo lounge chair woven from bamboo strips, Shi Hao lay back with his eyes closed. Next to him, on the stone table, a cup of tea wafted a fragrance that was refreshing and invigorating to the spirit.

From behind him, a woman in snow-white clothes, with hair as dark and glossy as satin, radiated a glow from her fair skin. Her eyebrows were curved, her eyes dark and lustrous, and her arms as delicate as lotus roots helped him massage his shoulders with slender hands.

This was none other than Fairy Yue Chan, her dainty hands moving with a special rhythm that was full of beauty, seemingly containing the essence of dao rhythm in simple movements.

Shi Hao was quite relaxed. As the scent of tea unfolded, mingled with the maiden’s fragrance, it was like orchids or musk, entering his mouth and nose, bringing him ever more tranquility and clarity.

The witch had been in the imperial palace for several days, playing a vital role. She deterred Fairy Yue Chan of the Heaven Mending Sect, causing her immense wariness, fearing her formidable opponent’s reckless actions. She would rather “serve” Shi Hao than approach that dangerous being.

This was a bamboo garden within the palace, peaceful and elegant, with several bamboo houses, two stone tables, and five or six wooden stumps, fitting for rest and momentary rejuvenation of the spirit.

With the fragrance of tea lingering, Shi Hao half-closed his eyes. He had been pondering the witch’s words—how credible were they? In the face of the incoming great calamity and the changes in heaven and earth, her words couldn’t entirely be trusted.

“The witch is extremely dangerous, her words almost entirely untruthful. As an immortal sect with ties to the higher realms, how could the Sky Severing Sect merely be fighting over pride?”

Fairy Yue Chan’s voice was soft and low, afraid of alerting the opponent in the distant palace and being detected. She was cautious, whispering gently to Shi Hao.

“Could I trust you then?” Shi Hao opened his eyes, a bright, confident smile with a hint of carefreeness spreading across his handsome face.

“If it were about cooperating with her, then indeed it might be better to trust you.” Fairy Yue Chan, clad in white, stood tall and supple, her body undulating in curves, her entire being graceful and detached, her beautiful visage flashing an unusual brilliance.

She clenched her snowy fists and continued to massage his shoulders with measured force. Her hair glinted, and as she spoke, her breath was fragrant, softly saying, “She comes from the higher realms, of high status, terrifyingly so, and half of what she tells you are lies. Although we have been adversaries, truth is truth, and falsehoods are falsehoods.”

“She has at least helped me before. I’ve always kept her kindness in my heart. And you? Always opposing me, leading the group to besiege me. Do I still need to consider whom to choose?” Shi Hao said with a chuckle.

“That only shows how terrifying and cunning the witch is. She’s been scheming for a long time, exchanging a little favor for the ultimate fruit, just aiming to use you,” Fairy Yue Chan said, leaning in slightly with a light voice. Her lustrous strands of hair brushed his cheek, carrying a distinct and pleasant scent.

Shi Hao lay back in the bamboo chair, utterly relaxed. He twirled a strand of her sleek, glossy hair around his fingers, bringing it to his nose for a whiff.

“All these words for nothing. At the very least, we’ve always been enemies. It’s unrealistic for me to switch sides and attack an ally,” Shi Hao shook his head and looked at her stunning, fair face with a smile. “Unless you can make me believe in you—if we were family, that would be a different story.”

Fairy Yue Chan was already uncomfortable being entwined by her hair this way. Usually pure and untainted, she had never been so intimately close to a man.

But now, his forthright words brought a blush to her pale, radiant face. She reached out her hand to snatch her hair back, intending to draw away.

Watching her slender fingers, light and nimble, touching his palm, something stirred in Shi Hao. With a gentle pull, he took hold of her hand as smooth as warm jade and brought Fairy Yue Chan from behind the bamboo chair to the front.

“What I tell you is the truth. Getting too close to the witch will be fatal in the end. She is like that opium poppy, seductive and dream-like, but will ultimately lead you to destruction,” Fairy Yue Chan declared.

Despite being uncomfortably gripped by the hand, she still spoke softly, her hair and body emanating an enticing fragrance.

Shi Hao remained silent, a smile on his face, “Why bother? In truth, we could really become family. The Clan Leader has always wanted me to bring back a ‘mother of my child’—you seem passable, at least you’re a noble girl from the higher realms.”

Fairy Yue Chan flushed slightly, overwhelmed by his words. No one usually dared to speak to her like that.

Nonetheless, she was no ordinary person and managed to calm herself, whispering, “This is a matter of life and death. You should be careful. The witch is truly dreadful.”

She was just a breath away, her skin fair and resilient, her beauty beyond measure and ethereal. Shi Hao sat up halfway, eyes half-closed, looking at her, “You don’t need to sow discord with these meaningless words.”

He reached out his left hand, pulling forcefully, capturing Fairy Yue Chan’s slender waist beside the bamboo chair and lifting her to sit beside him, prompting her to gasp in shock.

Fairy Yue Chan mastered a secret technique that endowed her with an inviolable holiness. To others, she still seemed otherworldly, unoffending, commanding respect. But for Shi Hao, he was unfazed and saw her merely as a woman, showing no reverence.

“I think we can talk this over slowly. If what you say is true, we can work together as family,” Shi Hao teased.

His actions were clearly meant to bring down the usually lofty Fairy Yue Chan of the Heaven Mending Sect to the mortal world, induce unusual feelings in her, and make her less unapproachable, to discompose her.

Fairy Yue Chan tried to evade him, yet his arm was strong and hot, firmly holding her, drawing her into his embrace.

Her ample and pert backside had already been seated on Shi Hao, who was on the bamboo chair, making it difficult for her to struggle away. She was flustered and blushed, her delicate hand reaching for Shi Hao’s eyes.

Unfortunately, her cultivation was sealed, and although her movements were graceful and untainted by the mortal world, they carried no power. Shi Hao laughed breezily and went straight for her hand, biting down on her finger.

“You…” Fairy Yue Chan was slightly embarrassed and pulled away with force, only to find she couldn’t do as she wished.

Up close like this, the scent of orchids and musk rushed into Shi Hao’s nostrils. Gazing at her translucent jade-like body and the flawless delicate visage before him, his heart stirred uncontrollably, and he tightened his arms involuntarily.

Fairy Yue Chan let out a soft cry as her slender waist was encircled by a pair of arms and she was toppled into Shi Hao’s embrace.

Shi Hao lay back directly in the bamboo chair, with her soft and lustrous body involuntarily lying atop him. Her black hair cascaded down, tickling his face.

Amidst those raven strands, a face of unmatched pale beauty emerged, annoyance tinged with a blush, making her look even more appealing, her starry eyes dreamy, her red lips vibrant, her teeth like jade.

Shi Hao, as if possessed, couldn’t help but open his mouth to meet her bright and red lips, intimately pressing together.

Fairy Yue Chan’s mind went blank with a bang. This was all too sudden; she hadn’t even been so close to someone when meeting, usually keeping a certain distance, and now everything was turned upside down.

“Mmm mmm…”

As she struggled, she also felt a dizzying sensation, which angered and embarrassed her. She pushed against him with her hands, but her waist was held fast like a serpent, and she couldn’t get up.

Shi Hao was both perplexed and intoxicated; it was a novel experience with lips and tongues touching, fragrant, and stirring.

“Oh my, you’re quite unrestrained, frolicking together under the broad daylight and open sky without any shame. What a sight,” the witch teased from afar, a wicked smile on her face as she approached leisurely.

She sat in a vine chair at a distance, appearing very leisurely.

Yue Chan struggled vigorously, finally standing up, her clothes disheveled, falling from her lofty immortal demeanor to the mortal dust. Her chest heaved dramatically, her breathing unsteady.

“Is this really the Yue Chan I know?” The witch ridiculed, taking pleasure in watching her rival in distress; such scenes were pleasing to her eyes and delighted her heart.

Shi Hao sat up and said, “Hey, witch, are you just incredibly jealous and resentful?”

“No way, you’ve learned to cherish your wife so soon?” The witch laughed brightly.

“We were discussing life, reaching enlightenment together. It’s really inconsiderate of you to interrupt like that,” Shi Hao stated righteously.

Yue Chan gritted her teeth, standing behind the bamboo chair, and punched Shi Hao a few times in vain. She couldn’t hurt his treasured body without any mana.

For some reason, she felt an even greater urge to deal with the witch, not wanting her to appear before her eyes, least of all at such a moment. It was both embarrassing and infuriating.

“Hehe, to comprehend life with a Fairy from the Heaven Mending Sect, such a carefree delight,” said the witch with a chuckle.

“Of course, but this is our own business. Don’t you interfere,” Shi Hao glanced at her sideways and then turned to Fairy Yue Chan, saying, “Don’t mind her. With her saying that, are we going to lose any flesh?”

Yue Chan really wanted to punch him until he sported a black eye. She tried to calm herself, and her pale, beautiful face gradually regained composure. She tidied her hair and let out a cold laugh, “Witch, don’t think I don’t know you’re harboring malicious intentions, you’re taking advantage of Little Stone.”

“That was quick, already affectionately calling him Little Stone. Our immortal that doesn’t partake in mortal affairs has started to know how to protect her lover, has she? But it’s too obvious, certainly not sincere,” the witch shook her head leisurely and then added, “My relationship with him is one of cooperation; to be honest, perhaps even more intimate.”

Then, she spoke shockingly, “I’m executing the Young Man Nurturing Plan.”

“Pfft!”

Shi Hao spat out the tea he’d been drinking. The witch had no taboos, daring to say anything, even more bold than he was. At the very least, he was merely starting by influencing Yue Chan and changing her over time.

“Don’t misunderstand; I just see his potential as limitless. To cultivate him slowly, helping him grow and rise, so that once the great calamity ends and the people from the higher realms could no longer come down, he could sweep away the Heaven Mending Sect, Western Sect, and others,” the witch explained calmly, claiming that was her Young Man Nurturing Plan.

Fairy Yue Chan shook her head, utterly disbelieving.

The witch transmitted a message to Shi Hao, “This woman is very unusual. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have been captured. Her true combat power is terrifying, and at the very least, she could escape using the World-breaking Talisman. I suspect she harbors ill intentions, wanting to uncover your Kun Peng’s technique, to learn the secret of your rapid rise. She’s extremely dangerous; you should be careful.”

Light swirled in Shi Hao’s eyes. After this encounter, he felt even more that both women were not simple; he couldn’t fully trust either of them.

He smiled and transmitted back, “No worries, having someone to attend to me is pleasant to the eye, isn’t it? Let’s turn pretend into reality, marrying an Immortal as a wife would make everyone happy.”

Perfect World’s second volume is now available. Have any readers seen the mysterious gifts that come with it? They’re several exquisite postcards, featuring important characters from books I’ve written before. The second volume is very refined and beautiful. Those interested can find it at various bookstores and newsstands; they should have it in stock. Also, it’s available on Taobao; just be sure to add the word ‘novel’ after searching for Perfect World. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)