Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 754: Who Deceives Whom

Liu Qingxian blinked lightly.

"Are you talking about me?"

"Where did I go?"

Huh?

Shang Shiqiu was stunned: "If that person wasn’t you."

"Then who was it?"

Outside the hall.

Jiang Fan had been following Liu Qingxian across a great distance.

Until the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion was no longer visible in his line of sight.

"Qingxian, where are you taking me?"

Liu Qingxian finally stopped.

She pointed toward the deep blue sea nearby and said, "Does it look beautiful?"

Jiang Fan lifted his gaze.

Only then did he realize.

It turned out that the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion was backed by a vast ocean.

The Tiger Demon Emperor Mansion was located in the furthest north of the Demon Race, adjacent to the North Sea.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, on the other hand, stood in the southernmost regions, overlooking the South Sea.

Two great powers, each guarding the northern and southern ends of the Continent.

Clearly, they had a tacit understanding to prevent the Sea Demon Clan from invading the Continent.

At this moment, as far as the eye could see.

The sea shimmered brightly, with a flock of white seagulls circling above the surface.

Occasionally, unfortunate little fish would rise to the surface, only to be snatched away.

Scenes of lively vitality.

A sea breeze swept across, passing through the wild grass in the hills as if combed gently by an invisible hand.

Liu Qingxian’s black hair fluttered.

The hem of her purple dress swayed lightly.

Outlining her graceful figure like ink strokes, peaks gathered and waves surged.

"Beautiful?"

Liu Qingxian tilted her head to glance at him, her ethereal beauty causing one’s heart to race.

Jiang Fan responded, "The scenery is beautiful, but the person is even more stunning."

He reached out and naturally wrapped an arm around her waist.

Liu Qingxian’s body stiffened slightly and struggled free.

Jiang Fan looked puzzled, a hint of unfamiliarity flashing in his eyes: "What’s wrong?"

"Calling me here alone, isn’t it for intimacy?"

"Could it really be just to admire the view?"

Liu Qingxian brushed her hair messily, flustered: "It’s…a bit sudden."

Jiang Fan embraced her waist once more and said, "Why be shy?"

"You never acted like this before."

Liu Qingxian squirmed a little but dared not push away again.

Biting her rosy lips lightly with pearly teeth, she said, "Fan, do you remember the cultivation technique you taught me in my dreams?"

Jiang Fan nodded, "Of course I do, ’Sword Heart Engraving,’ right?"

"In the dream, you saw a one-armed elder performing swordsmanship and thereby comprehended the fourth form."

As he spoke.

His hand began to roam unrestrainedly over her slender, soft waist.

Even through the delicate silk fabric, her skin’s elasticity was perceptible.

Liu Qingxian’s body became rigid, yet she didn’t dare struggle anymore, saying, "I seem to have forgotten."

"Could you teach me again?"

She clenched her silver teeth in secret.

Enduring immense embarrassment.

A voice tinged with helplessness echoed directly in her soul.

"Was this really necessary?"

"Is the sacrifice perhaps too much?"

The speaker, naturally, was the Remnant Soul in the broken hairpin.

And the Liu Qingxian before Jiang Fan—it was none other than Gu Xin’er.

"Using such an expensive Wanxiang Bead, and getting yourself taken advantage of."

"What if you don’t manage to extract the sacred doctrine? Wouldn’t that be a complete loss?"

Gu Xin’er thought irritably, "Even if I fail, it’s still not a loss to me!"

"Killing this scoundrel to vent my anger would still be worth it."

"Besides, why does Master think I won’t succeed in deceiving him?"

"Look at him, acting like a lecher possessed."

"A mere invitation, and he followed along immediately."

"Barely exchanged a few words, and he’s already making moves."

"Easy to fool."

The Remnant Soul in the hairpin let out a cryptic laugh.

"Really?"

"Well, I hope to see your performance."

She couldn’t believe that someone as cautious as Jiang Fan wouldn’t have grown suspicious by now.

Perhaps, at this moment, Jiang Fan was feigning ignorance, while it was her foolish apprentice who was being duped.

Hopefully, her foolish apprentice wouldn’t get deceived too disastrously.

Jiang Fan tapped her on the forehead lightly and said, "Already forgotten?"

Gu Xin’er acted coyly, "Teach me again, won’t you?"

Jiang Fan sighed helplessly, "Alright, I’ll teach you one more time."

Gu Xin’er felt a surge of joy within.

Cheerfully saying, "Master, did you see that?"

"Didn’t I say so?"

"A man like this, whose brain is filled with women, is easily deceived."

The Remnant Soul remained silent.

Just watching quietly.

What made her chuckle inwardly was Jiang Fan suddenly changing his tone.

"However, I won’t teach you for free."

"What should you call me now?"

Gu Xin’er froze, scanning her surroundings to confirm they were alone, instantly comprehending Jiang Fan’s implication.

Seething inwardly, "What does this rascal mean?"

"Does he want me to call him husband?"

Jiang Fan said, "Without changing how you address me, you still expect me to teach you swordsmanship?"

Gu Xin’er bit her silver teeth lightly.

Suppressing her embarrassment and humiliation, she reluctantly uttered, "Hus...husband."

After saying it, she cursed inwardly, "Despicable scoundrel, forcing me to call him husband?"

"Just wait, once I reveal my true identity, I’ll see if he dares accept the title!"

Eh!

Jiang Fan responded softly.

Laughing gleefully as he pulled Liu Qingxian into his embrace and tilted her chin.

Gazing at her exquisite beauty, he said, "Qingxian, it’s been a while, have you missed your husband?"

Gu Xin’er felt as though she was enveloped in raging flames.

At such close proximity, she felt Jiang Fan’s fiery breath on her face intimately.

While flustered and angry, she stammered, "Miss...of course I missed you."

Just as she finished speaking.

Suddenly, her view darkened.

Next thing she knew, her lips were enveloped.

Ah!

Gu Xin’er was startled and shoved Jiang Fan away abruptly, quickly wiping her lips:

"Pah, pah, pah!"

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Fan stumbled slightly, almost landing flat on his backside.

He looked at her with confusion and said, "You’re not Liu Qingxian, are you?"

"She wouldn’t push me away like this."

Gu Xin’er felt a jolt in her heart.

Her reaction was too extreme.

Judging by Liu Qingxian and Jiang Fan’s affectionate reunion, spinning in circles upon seeing each other.

Their relationship seemed extraordinarily intimate.

Her own behavior was undeniably suspicious.

Quickly moving forward, she began apologizing profusely: "I’m sorry, I was startled."

"I didn’t mean it."

Jiang Fan, embarrassed and furious, said, "It’s not like we haven’t kissed before."

"Was that necessary?"

Gu Xin’er noticed his doubts fading and felt slightly relieved, continuing to apologize incessantly:

"I’m truly sorry..."

Jiang Fan, however, pulled her back into his arms again and said, "What use is an apology?"

"Kiss me yourself."

"Don’t make me urge you."

What?

Gu Xin’er fumed internally.

He wanted her to kiss him willingly?

Over her dead body!

Instantly, the thought of killing him surged.

But after contemplating, remembering her master was watching.

She had assured her master she could extract the sacred doctrine. To give up now?

Master already held her in low regard.

If she failed halfway through, wouldn’t that further confirm her master’s disdain?

After hesitating briefly, she closed her eyes, silently chanting:

"I’ll just pretend I’m being kissed by a pig!"

"Later, I’ll shred him into eighths—no, into sixteenths—no, into dust!!"

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and leaned in.

"Hey..."

The hairpin tried to stop her; the sacrifice was too extreme.

Moreover, it likely would be entirely wasted.

Still, pondering how this experience might temper Gu Xin’er.

Intervening excessively would erase the opportunity for growth.

Thus, she swallowed her urge to protest.

Watching her foolish apprentice lose her first kiss.