Chaotic World Book-Chapter 458 - 445: Seeing Sisi Again

In the moonlight, thousands of snakes coiled together, their heads erect and seemingly menacing. Yet, somehow the scene appeared inexplicably adorable, as if someone had puffed up their cheeks, looking angrily yet unwilling to strike.

Amidst the mountain forest mist, there appeared a graceful figure clad in exotic attire, adorned with pearl ornaments on her head, wearing a short top that revealed a slender and beautiful waist whiter than the moonlight; her bare feet tread through the forest, her toes more lustrous than pearls.

Her eyes could look both reproachful and joyous, conveying a hint of surprise and a trace of melancholy.

The faint fragrance from her body awakened the deepest desires in one’s heart, dragging one into an eternal dream, beautiful and fantastical, from which one wished never to wake.

The long-missed Sisi... back then, I hadn’t found her to be so unbelievably stunning. But here in the exotic poisonous forest, by the lake under the moonlight, she seemed dreamily beautiful, tugging at your heartstrings with her gentle steps, soothing everything down together.

If Tang Wanzhuang could be considered the foremost beauty of Central Earth, then perhaps Sisi might be regarded as the most enchanting dream of the Exotic Realm.

However, Tang Wanzhuang, who was reputed to be able to track the entrance to the Secret Realm with her Secret Technique, seemed to be proven ineffective. If it weren’t for encountering her face-to-face, relying solely on the so-called Perception Secret Technique might have left one wandering here for a hundred years without discovering it.

Sisi floated forward, her eyes wide with astonishment as she scrutinized him for a good long while, and then murmured, "Remove your disguise, I need to check."

Zhao Changhe slowly peeled off his fake mustache, rubbing his face to remove the disguise.

Sisi crouched in front of him, her slender fingers prodding his face "boop boop" twice.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Changhe asked, irritated.

"Just checking if there’s another layer."

"..."

"Hmm, no more layers left..." Sisi nodded in satisfaction. "This man is quite sturdy; he would probably make a good slave to take back?"

Zhao Changhe glared at her.

What was there to check? The fact that she could talk about her disguise as Yue Hongling meant it couldn’t be anyone else. Just say it if you want to prod me...

Actually, how could Zhao Changhe know whether Yue Hongling was really Sisi in disguise? He was simply bluffing; his words were more of a password, and Sisi would understand it was him.

True to form, Sisi didn’t bring up Yue Hongling, instead, she revealed a hint of a seductive smile. "Didn’t the master say he didn’t want to spend his life under someone else’s face? Did Nu’er remember it wrong?"

That too was her coded language, recognizable to no one else.

Zhao Changhe fully relaxed, lounging back lazily. "A necessary measure... But I feel a bit ripped off this time. Who would have thought that having Wang Daozhong’s identity could backfire on me? They say it’s like bringing down my own house. I wouldn’t want that identity after this."

"In Central Earth, the Langya Wang is arrogant and fearsome, commanding respect wherever he goes. Here in the Miao Region, what does he count for?" Sisi scoffed lightly, then said, "Just like number thirty-seven on the Human List, marching through the Northern Border and testing his sword in Jiangnan, quite the mighty figure... and with a father-in-law everywhere, giving him some extra clout. But here he submits just like that, and still hopes to act like a lord? Hehe."

Ignoring her irreverent teasing, Zhao Changhe sighed. "Why did you kill Wang Daozhong, exactly?"

"I didn’t intend to kill; I wanted to capture."

"Weren’t those men making moves to kill just now?"

"Who told you I was with them?" Sisi chuckled. "Since they struck first, all the signs of battle belong to them. If you were to disappear suddenly, everyone would assume it was their doing, keeping my existence hidden."

"What do you want Wang Daozhong for?" Zhao Changhe asked.

"Shouldn’t you know what I seek? The Langya Wang Family’s Cultivation Technique is quite impressive, is my desire for it that surprising?"

"Is that all?"

Sisi stared at him intently for a while, then suddenly said, "Hey, what’s our relationship that you ask so freely? Do you think I would tell you? You might as well ask who wants to kill you; maybe I’d mercifully give you a hint."

"Lei Ao," Zhao Changhe stated flatly. "Except for Li Si’an, only Lei Ao knew when I left and roughly where I was. Li Si’an has passed my tests; I trust him. That only leaves Lei Ao. Besides, the Curse Technique must have a medium; I’ve only ever drunk wine and made contact at his place..."

Sisi crouched in front, her elbow resting on her knee, supporting her chin. "After all this time skirting through the flowers, your brain isn’t shot yet..."

Not rising to the bait, Zhao Changhe asked, "When I saw you appear, I thought you might be with Lei Ao. But now it seems more likely you’re adversaries... Need help?"

"Are you offering to help against Lei Ao, or with shooting it out?"

"...If it’s the latter, it sounds like you’d be helping me."

Sisi’s teasing and casual speech eventually wore down the slight unfamiliarity and awkwardness Zhao Changhe had initially felt, and slowly, his own words began to take on a bawdy tone.

Sisi didn’t find these words obscene or suggestive at all, giggling as she said, "Dealing with Lei Ao seems like I’m the one helping you... after all, he wants to kill you."

She paused for a moment, hinting, "I don’t need your help, I don’t need it."

Zhao Changhe looked into her eyes, those eyes hidden behind the dangling pearl ornaments, seemingly obscured and hazy, the meaning difficult to discern.

Zhao Changhe silently pulled out a booklet from his ring, "A new set of Secret Treasure Level Swordsmanship. With my current strength, I’m almost able to comprehend and organize the Second Layer Secret Treasure Level."

Sisi lowered her eyelids, her gaze lingering on the booklet softly for a while. She whispered, "This is our transaction, not you helping me. To exchange for these sword techniques, I also provided Gu Insect Spirit Bags and other special items unavailable in Central Earth. It’s a transaction."

"It’s a transaction," Zhao Changhe nonchalantly handed it to her, "So can we still trade something else?"

Though she was the one who brought up trading, when Zhao Changhe seriously engaged in the transactional talk, Sisi suddenly got angry. Her previously leisurely, chin-propping demeanor disappeared, and her face tensed up as she stood straight, "This is not a place to talk, follow me first."

Zhao Changhe looked around and realized that the poisonous snakes had silently retreated at some point, the mountain forest fog dense and the danger unknown.

Sisi gracefully disappeared into the night, seemingly laughing with a turn of her head in the midst of the fog, "The man who fights using Dragon Sparrow... hee..."

Zhao Changhe looked down and realized that he had hurriedly thrown on clothes, his robe loose, and in standing up it had come undone again, making the Dragon Sparrow stand out conspicuously.

"..." Never mind, if she saw it, it seemed not to matter much, considering the Dragon Sparrow had brushed past her face and even her lips.

Zhao Changhe silently followed into the fog, watching her enchanting figure ahead, feeling that everyone’s relationship was as complex and indescribable as this dark foggy night.

A year ago, his "progress" with her was the highest among all his female acquaintances. Back then, others hadn’t kissed the Dragon Sparrow, not even Chichi. Even to this day, not many had kissed it, and Sisi was still one of the highest in "progress"...

Yet in reality, neither party had ever engaged in love dialogues; those ambiguous contacts were all part of their act.

They had truly helped each other out in life-or-death battles side by side, and could have become very close partners, but it was a pity that her betrayal later led to their falling out. But about that... she didn’t want to hurt him; there were indeed feelings of friendship, but everyone had different standpoints, and she ultimately carried the future of her clan on her shoulders.

In any case, Tang Wanzhuang had forgiven her, and over this past year, Wanzhuang’s interactions with her were probably more frequent than his own. Objectively, she had become an important collaborator in Tang Wanzhuang’s arrangements in the Southwest. In this maze of schemes, at least her credibility far exceeded Lei Ao’s, but was she completely trustworthy?

Originally, he thought Sisi spent a long time hiding in the Secret Realm, but now it seemed that she was also based in the various tribes of the Southwest, likely claiming to be part of one of the Southwest tribal groups, blending into the local atmosphere.

Who knew what changes the quietly integrated Ancient Spirit Clan in the Southwest might bring... What did they intend to do?

Sure enough, after walking only a few miles, the outline of a fortified village appeared faintly within the fog, with some Alien Clan men guarding the gate, bowing as they saw Sisi approach, "Holy Daughter."

Here we go again, another Holy Daughter.

Sisi lazily said, "Prepare a guest room, I brought a guest."

The men stood rigidly, their eyes on Zhao Changhe behind Sisi showing a hint of wariness—a rival’s stare.

Zhao Changhe smirked and trudged into the village.

Sisi entered the main tent, but outside numerous maids circled around; seeing Sisi bringing a man into the tent, they all giggled softly, "Oh, what a handsome young man..."

"Go on, get!" Sisi pretended to hit them, and the maids laughed as they retreated, "We’ll heat some wine for the guest."

Sisi said, "Prepare a bucket of hot water for his room, let him take a proper bath; he stupidly washed in the sea earlier."

"Hee... got it."

Sisi watched Zhao Changhe, her face expressionless as she ground her teeth, "Hanging out with you, even though there’s clearly nothing, why do people always assume it’s that sort of thing?"

It’s just the consistency of bad reputation playing its part... but you, bringing a man into your tent at the dead of night, who wouldn’t think extra?

Zhao Changhe helplessly said, "As long as we talk business, they’ll naturally realize it’s not what they think."

"But can we really let them hear our business?" Sisi glanced as a maid brought in hot wine, waved her hand, "Put it there, all of you go out."

The maids covered their mouths and laughed as they left, one softly reminding, "Be gentle... a lot of people have seen, it’s not too good..."

Zhao Changhe: "..." freёweɓnovel_com

No one seeing justifies bringing a man into your tent, doesn’t it?

Sisi watched him with a mischievous smile, "Our Alien Clan’s customs are like this; are you going to think we lack self-respect, and start despising us again?"

The two sat silently across the hot wine, their flickering gazes recalling many past silhouettes that swept past like fleeting shadows, dreamlike.

New novel chapt𝒆rs are published on free(w)ebnovel(.)com