IVYSCP - Chapter 96

Chapter 96

Ling Qingyue bowed her head and softly captured the woman's lips. A trace of coolness spread across her lips like thin snow on a peach tree branch in winter, melting to water at the slightest touch. Fragrance bloomed, stirring an irrepressible thirst.

Slowly, the coolness began to warm, turning hot. Ling Qingyue half-opened her eyes and saw Pei Yin returning the kiss with closed eyes, her dark-feathered lashes trembling.

A thought suddenly surfaced in Ling Qingyue's mind: Pei Yin was so obedient like this. No matter what she did, she would not resist.

With that thought, Ling Qingyue unconsciously deepened the kiss, forcing Pei Yin to tilt her head back, a soft moan escaping her throat.

That voice, usually so cold and clear, now carried an indescribable allure. Hearing it made the back of Ling Qingyue's waist go numb, and even the tail behind her began to wag.

She knelt straddling Pei Yin's waist and could not help shifting a little.

As if sensing the spreading heat where their bodies met, Pei Yin suddenly opened her eyes and, with an unreadable look, silently curved her brows at Ling Qingyue.

"W-what are you smiling at!" Ling Qingyue's face flushed red, and she bit Pei Yin's now reddened, glistening lips in frustration.

Pei Yin said nothing, but her gaze traveled downward, fixing on a certain spot.

Ling Qingyue felt like her head was about to smoke. She reached out and covered Pei Yin's eyes, flustered and exasperated. "Pei Yin, you've offended me now. You're done for."

With that, she tugged open the front of Pei Yin's robes haphazardly, then set to work with practiced ease untying her sash. Layer upon layer of clothing was cast to the floor. Faint golden formation patterns flickered once before quickly dying out.

Using hands and mouth alike, Ling Qingyue peeled Pei Yin bare, then used the sash she had removed to bind Pei Yin's wrists, tying the other end to the headboard. This forced Pei Yin to arch her upper body slightly toward her.

Ling Qingyue panted lightly, looking down at the woman beneath her, her eyes beginning to burn.

Pei Yin's hair cascaded past her waist. Now, with her hairpin pulled free, those long locks lay utterly disheveled beneath her. A few stray strands were draped over her shoulders, tangled around her waist and belly. That elegant black hair served as a teasing cover, concealing yet revealing the faint red of plum blossoms against snow.

Ling Qingyue's gaze traveled upward, taking in the collarbone and the elegant lines of her neck that stirred with the woman's breathing. Higher still was a face of breathtaking beauty, the flush at the corners of her eyes and the desire deep within her pupils utterly washing away the cool aloofness of her features.

Unable to resist, Ling Qingyue bent down to kiss her, murmuring softly, "Pei Yin, Pei Yin…"

Pei Yin felt those warm, wet kisses trail from her brow downward, gliding over her brows, her eyes, the tip of her nose, finally landing upon her lips.

"Pei Yin…" Ling Qingyue's teeth suddenly felt a little itchy. Uncontrollably, she bit Pei Yin, not hard, but enough to leave a faint mark.

Bite marks followed one after another. The tail behind Ling Qingyue wagged with increasing delight.

Everything within sight was fair skin, but before long, scattered red bite marks bloomed across that pale softness, spreading from the peaks downward all the way to her waist and belly.

Pei Yin's breathing grew terribly ragged. The corners of her eyes had reddened, and she instinctively wanted to struggle free of the bindings on her wrists, yet forced herself to endure.

"Qingyue…" Pei Yin called her name, voice hoarse.

Ling Qingyue was busy licking and kissing a tiny red mole at the side of the woman's waist. Hearing her call, she answered, then followed the waistline upward with kisses all the way to her ear. "What is it?"

Veins bulged at Pei Yin's temple. When that furry thing brushed past yet again, her waist could not help trembling, but it still felt not enough. She could not reach that peak.

"Qingyue…" Pei Yin called her again. As Ling Qingyue's kisses reached her lips, she begged softly, "I was wrong. Don't torment me anymore."

Ling Qingyue wagged her tail happily, wrapping it around Pei Yin's leg so she could feel that slick heat. At the same time, she made the first complaint like the villain she was: "You got my tail all wet."

Looking up, she saw that the bound wrists had grown red from the friction of helpless struggling. A pang of sympathy rose in Ling Qingyue's heart, and she freed Pei Yin's hands.

With her hands freed, Pei Yin immediately wrapped her arms tightly around Ling Qingyue, buried her face in the crook of her neck, and bit down.

Hearing a pained yelp, Pei Yin released her jaw. One hand reached for the back of Ling Qingyue's waist, finding the base of her tail, and gave a squeeze, neither light nor heavy. "How are you so wicked?"

"You're one to talk," Ling Qingyue protested. "You were the one who started it. You changed yourself back to human form but left me with the ears and tail."

Pei Yin glanced at her once, then averted her gaze. Her hand kneaded the tail more firmly.

The tail twitched involuntarily for a moment. Ling Qingyue lost control of it, and the tip swept across her own cheek and the tip of her nose, leaving a damp trail.

Ling Qingyue froze.

Then she reached up to touch the moisture left on the tip of her nose. Right before Pei Yin's eyes, she extended the tip of her tongue and licked it off her fingertip.

Pei Yin's chest heaved even more violently. The red at the corners of her eyes seemed to spread into the whites.

Ling Qingyue watched her, so overcome with desire she could barely endure it, and pressed close to kiss the corner of her lips. She was the first to yield. "Alright, I'll stop bullying you."

Pei Yin closed her eyes and drew a deep breath. In her heart rose anticipation that was about to be fulfilled. She felt Ling Qingyue's hand trace over her shoulder, her collarbone, slowly stoking her desire. But that was as far as it went. Her hand lingered in one place, never descending past her waist.

But then something familiar pressed against her. Pei Yin's eyes flew open.

Ling Qingyue lowered her head and nuzzled her lightly with the tip of her nose, saying helplessly, "But I can't bear to let them go, either."

Pei Yin: "…"

In that moment, Pei Yin deeply regretted not removing Ling Qingyue's ears and tail together.

Ling Qingyue heard Pei Yin inhale sharply. Then her own ear was seized and kneaded as if venting frustration.

That ear being kneaded grew hot. Sweat beaded on the tip of Ling Qingyue's nose. She controlled her tail, afraid to use too much force. But watching Pei Yin, trapped in that state of unresolved tension, her pale eyes clouding with a layer of mist, looking over with such grievance… Ling Qingyue immediately stopped moving her tail.

"Qingyue!"

Pei Yin thought she was going to stop halfway again.

When Ling Qingyue reached out her hand, Pei Yin, with unspoken understanding, took it into her mouth and swallowed it down.

The pads of Ling Qingyue's fingers brushed over those slick, soft lips, drawing out a light moan.

Ling Qingyue bent to embrace Pei Yin, kissing her.

Pei Yin held her tightly. In the instant her consciousness was flung toward the clouds, the skyship that had been sailing steadily through the clouds halted for a single beat, then resumed its steady course.

After helping Pei Yin clean up, Ling Qingyue took a brand-new set of robes from her Qiankun Pouch and helped her put them on, piece by piece.

"What are you thinking about?"

Pei Yin's voice still carried a slight nasal tone.

Ling Qingyue's gaze flicked meaningfully toward the marks on her body. She hedged, "These… do you want to keep them?"

With a slight downward glance, Pei Yin could already tell which places Ling Qingyue liked best.

Her chest, the side of her waist, her lower belly. An abundance of marks there.

"Do you want to keep them?" Pei Yin asked back.

Ling Qingyue pressed her lips together and turned her head away, a transparent attempt to hide her thoughts. Before she could speak, Pei Yin reached out and pulled her inner robe closed herself.

"Keep them if you want to."

After all, only Ling Qingyue would ever see them.

A tail behind her began wagging again.

Both of their gazes shifted toward it without a word, then silently moved away.

Ling Qingyue helped her put on the rest of her clothes, and finally slid the peach-wood hairpin back into her hair.

Watching Pei Yin return to her usual cool and aloof demeanor, so utterly different from the disheveled passion of moments before, Ling Qingyue felt a surge of heat in her heart again.

She liked Pei Yin when she was proper and dignified, and she also liked messing up that proper and dignified Pei Yin.

Ling Qingyue felt regret all over again. How had she never noticed Pei Yin's feelings before!

By the time everything was tidied up, the skyship had reached the vicinity of the Great Sorrow Valley.

Not long after, on the road leading into the Great Sorrow Valley, there appeared two yao and one dog.

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Within the Great Sorrow Valley, dead branches littered the ground. They twisted thickly around the tree trunks, leaving the valley dark, sunless, gloomy, and damp.

Ling Qingyue stepped over the dead branches as she advanced, keeping vigilant at every moment.

The Great Wilderness was saturated with demonic qi everywhere. Who knew whether demonized spirit plants had taken root in a place like this?

After walking for a while, Ling Qingyue frowned and stopped.

Pei Yin looked at her.

Ling Qingyue said, "This place… why is it so quiet?"

Beneath the Infernal Cliff, so many demonic cultivators and yao cultivators were packed together. But ever since they entered the Great Sorrow Valley, it was as if heaven and earth had fallen silent. There was only the faint sound of footsteps, the sound of breathing, and one dog snoring.

Hesitating, Ling Qingyue covered Pei Xi's muzzle and nose. Now the silence was truly complete. The surroundings remained utterly still, as if the three of them were the only living things here.

A place devoid of people was either desolate or dangerous, and the Great Wilderness was already a desolate land. That meant there was only one possibility: the Great Sorrow Valley was an extremely dangerous place.

Crack—

The sound of a dead branch snapping underfoot.

"Who's there?!" Ling Qingyue shouted toward the direction of the sound. "Show yourself!"

A sound had come, but Ling Qingyue felt no trace of anything alive. Yet even a demonized spirit plant should still be a living thing.

She turned her head to look at Pei Yin. Pei Yin had the same doubt in her mind.

Ling Qingyue rubbed the dog's head to wake Pei Xi up and asked with her eyes.

Pei Xi, still groggy, mumbled, "This place is dead and lifeless. What could there be—"

The words had not finished when the sound of snapping dead branches came again. This time, it came from more than one direction. There seemed to be people on all sides, surrounding them completely.

Pei Xi's fur immediately exploded. "Wh-wh-what kind of ghostly thing is this!"

No trace of life, yet it was alive!

The unknown breeds fear.

Ling Qingyue hugged the dog and pressed her back against Pei Yin's.

After a rustling commotion, a deep, powerful voice echoed through the surroundings: "This is the sacred offering ground of the mountain god. All trespassers must withdraw immediately!"

The voice made the ground tremble and the mountains shake. Twisting dead branches came surging toward them from every direction, blotting out the sky.

Sensing the spiritual energy within the transmission, Ling Qingyue's heart clenched. Soul Formation stage!

Hidden here was a Soul Formation stage expert!

"False."

Pei Yin spoke softly. With a lift and sweep of her sleeve, the dead branches instantly crumbled to ash.

"The one pretending to be something supernatural behind the scenes has cultivation at Core Formation at most. They used a technique to disguise it as Soul Formation."

The heart Ling Qingyue had raised in alarm immediately settled, and even her chest puffed out.

The person at her side was a genuine Soul Formation stage expert!

The corner of Pei Yin's lips curved slightly. Then her eyes shifted with an unreadable look as she asked, "Back in Linshui Town, where did you learn the technique for concealing your cultivation?"

Ling Qingyue said, "Xiao Yue taught it to me. Why?"

Pei Yin's expression changed subtly. After pausing for two breaths, she said thoughtfully, "It seems to be the same technique."

Ling Qingyue's eyes widened. "But Xiao Yue said it's a secret technique of the Yue family."

Pei Yin glanced at her and said flatly, "You two really must be close, then."

A secret technique, casually taught.

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