After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 135 - "No Need for Words, Just Kiss Me"

“Senior Sister, it’s been half a month. My skills have improved, haven’t they?”

As He Ange spoke, his left hand pressed against the fairy’s lower abdomen.

Beneath her elegant green skirt, An Luo Yi felt a faint, burning warmth spreading from his touch. It reminded her of that unforgettable night of dual cultivation with He Ange.

Her frosty expression softened, a faint blush tinting her cheeks as she exhaled quietly.

Her cold, enchanting eyes no longer held their usual aloofness. Instead, they gleamed with a mix of affection and admiration as she gazed at the youth before her.

Even with the fairy’s sword resting against his neck, He Ange showed no fear.

In fact, he leaned forward, closing the distance between them. With just one step, he was face-to-face with the silver-haired sword fairy.

She didn’t withdraw her sword, but the love and longing in her eyes were impossible to hide. She stared at the white-robed youth before her, as if the days apart had felt like years. As for his hand pressing against her abdomen, she didn’t mind at all.

After all, was there any part of her body that He Ange hadn’t already touched?

A simple touch to her stomach was nothing. Perhaps, one day... even the inside would belong to him. Why would An Luo Yi care?

The faint purple-pink glow of the mark on her abdomen continued to burn.

An Luo Yi felt a growing heat.

This was the new mark He Ange had left on her before their last parting. The mark served to suppress her physical desires, helping her maintain her celibacy while slowly regulating her hormonal balance.

After all, the previous mark had burned out.

Afterward, An Luo Yi had constantly worried about losing control again, fearing she might revert to the state she was in that night. No matter how much He Ange reassured her that it was just a result of foreplay, she couldn’t shake her anxiety. What if she became uncontrollably desperate again when He Ange wasn’t around?

Wouldn’t that be a massive embarrassment in the sect or the Dragon Dynasty?

Thus, convinced she might suffer from lovesickness, An Luo Yi had proactively asked He Ange to use the mark to seal her desires once more.

Though He Ange had cautioned that excessive use of the mark might harm her body, his eagerness to oblige betrayed his true feelings. Seeing his enthusiasm, An Luo Yi had said nothing further, guiding his hand to her lower abdomen and allowing him to manipulate her body as he pleased.

In truth...

An Luo Yi had her own motives.

Ever since that night of ecstasy, her body had returned to its usual cold and indifferent state. Though she longed to relive that pleasure, her body refused to respond, no matter how much He Ange tried to rekindle it.

This left An Luo Yi feeling as if something was missing.

It was like a man who wanted to continue but found himself unable to rise to the occasion, despite his partner’s willingness.

Though their situations differed, An Luo Yi could relate.

Previously, she had been content with her body’s indifference, finding no issue with her lack of desire.

But now, having experienced the heights of pleasure with He Ange, she couldn’t go back. She found herself thinking about it constantly...

Unfortunately, her icy constitution prevented her from being easily aroused, unlike someone like Xia Zhiyue.

So,

An Luo Yi recalled the month leading up to their dual cultivation, remembering all the ways He Ange had teased and prepared her.

She realized that to awaken her body’s desires and fulfill her inner cravings, she needed He Ange’s touch. Without him, she couldn’t enter that state of longing.

Thus, An Luo Yi believed the mark was essential. Whether He Ange wanted it or not, she needed it to experience that connection with him again.

Otherwise...

What was the point of being his Dao companion?

Having come this far with He Ange, only to be hindered by her own body, An Luo Yi would be devastated. She couldn’t accept such a loss.

And,

If the mark truly harmed her body, He Ange wouldn’t have used it on her in the first place.

She trusted him. She trusted his desire for her was genuine. Even if He Ange had his own selfish motives, they stemmed from his deep affection for her.

And An Luo Yi welcomed that.

Now,

As He Ange’s fingers pressed and massaged her abdomen in a rhythmic pattern, it felt like he was unlocking something within her, reactivating the mark. At the same time, the suppressed desires buried deep within An Luo Yi began to stir.

To be honest, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time...

As expected, He Ange understood her best!

“Ange, kiss me.”

Her cheeks flushed as she turned her back to the onlookers lining the street. Her enchanting eyes, rarely so expressive, sparkled with emotion.

He Ange smiled faintly, stepping forward to wrap his arm around her slender waist. She leaned into him, allowing him to claim her lips.

For five whole minutes, they kissed passionately.

The crowd watching was utterly dumbfounded.

The stunning chosen one, a third-rank celestial servant of the Dragon Dynasty, had been so easily won over by an unknown man. Not only had he touched her, but she had willingly given him her kiss... They didn’t look like strangers at all but rather a pair of deeply-in-love Dao companions.

Eventually,

They parted—not because An Luo Yi was satisfied, but because their mouths were overflowing with saliva. Any more, and the silver threads connecting their lips would have dripped onto their clothes.

Gulp...

The silver-haired fairy covered her mouth with one hand, swallowing their shared essence. Her cheeks flushed even redder.

He Ange wasn’t much better.

Holding her hand, he smiled again:

“So, my dear fairy, would you still accompany me tonight to admire the cherry blossoms?”

This time, his tone was sincere, devoid of the earlier teasing. It was a heartfelt invitation.

An Luo Yi’s heart raced.

From this moment on, every second she spent with He Ange felt precious. After half a month apart, she had missed him terribly...

She didn’t immediately agree.

Turning her gaze aside, she bit her lip, her flushed cheeks betraying a mix of shyness and reluctance.

“No.”

An Luo Yi still refused.

He Ange blinked in surprise, but before he could react, the silver-haired fairy pouted softly: “Am I just a stranger to you?”

“Senior Sister Luo Yi.”

He Ange quickly corrected himself.

This time, An Luo Yi’s enchanting eyes met his, her expression softening into a smile.

Finally, she took his hand willingly, allowing him to stand beside her: “Cherry blossoms, a date, holding hands... Whatever you want, Ange, I’ll indulge you.”

Her frosty demeanor melted into a gentle blush, her tone teasing as if she were spoiling him.

They continued walking toward the cherry wood grove at the edge of the town.

“Ange, call me by my name. Let me hear it.”

Curious, she broke the silence.

“An Luo Yi?”

“Softer, like you’re speaking to your beloved.”

“Luo Yi~”

“Not... not so mushy!”

She blushed, pinching him lightly.

He Ange sighed in mock exasperation.

Moments later,

The white-robed youth suddenly stopped. As An Luo Yi turned to look back, he stepped forward, pressing her against a cherry blossom tree. His hand gently caressed her flawless face, forcing the blushing silver-haired fairy to meet his gaze—his sharp, star-like eyes framed by elegant brows.

Lowering his voice, he admired her startled, wide-eyed expression, his lips curling into a mischievous smile—

“Luo Yi, I missed you.”

“!!!!!!”

…

Cherry Cluster Secret Realm, Cherry Wood Grove.

Deep within the grove, a clearing was filled with dozens of young sect disciples. Some wore the robes of the Heavenly Sword Sect, others the attire of the Feathered Transformation Sect. All were around eighteen or nineteen years old, their clothing marking them as inner disciples of prestigious sects.

Today,

The group had gathered here, seemingly plotting something significant.

At the forefront stood a sharp-eyed young man dressed in black.

He was Jue Wuqing, the newest rising star of the Feathered Transformation Sect’s inner disciples, hailed as a chosen one who was undefeated among his peers.

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Rumor had it that six months ago, Jue Wuqing had been a lowly servant in the sect, born with a crippled spiritual vein that rendered him incapable of cultivation—a bottom-tier nobody. But one day, after falling into a river and being rescued, he awoke seemingly reborn, shouting in excitement.

Since then,

Jue Wuqing’s cultivation had skyrocketed overnight. In just half a year, he had gone from a perpetual Qi Refinement weakling to the peak of Core Formation!

Not only that, but he had ventured into secret realms across Huaxia, returning each time with bountiful rewards and numerous inheritances. He was undeniably favored by the heavens.

However, those smaller secret realms were no longer enough for Jue Wuqing.

This year was different.

This year, Jue Wuqing had set his sights on the Cherry Sea Secret Realm, which had remained closed to outsiders for millennia. Its countless treasures were said to surpass those of any other secret realm in Huaxia.

Thus,

Jue Wuqing had been preparing for this moment. As soon as the Fox Clan opened the secret realm, he arrived with his fellow disciples.

Now,

He had secretly gathered inner disciples from various renowned sects across Huaxia.

It was time for his speech.

As a reincarnated cultivator, Jue Wuqing planned to use these disciples as pawns.

“Fellow disciples of Huaxia’s most prestigious sects!”

“I trust in your strength and influence. As we enter the secret realm, we, as noble sects, should not fight among ourselves and risk mutual destruction...”

“Therefore, I, Jue Wuqing, propose an alliance!”

“I have a hand-drawn map of the Cherry Sea Secret Realm!”

“Wait! Stand still! Let me finish!”

“My Feathered Transformation Sect is willing to share the map, but if we all want the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden’s certification... your sects must cooperate! Otherwise, none of us will become certified successors!”

tln : i got this tootache and it hurts my head, the pain so so much more on night. i can’t even do things right… expect a slower release