Even though Li Qingshan's love life was not completely blank, it was not much better than Chu Danqing's. Only when he caught a glimpse of Gu Yanying under the cedar tree outside Qingyang city had he experienced love at first sight.
However, he was not Hwa Seung-zan. No matter how deep of an impression Gu Yanying had left on him, no matter how great of an oath he had sworn, she was not as important as her. Right now, she was not as important as the woman in his arms who loved him deeply.
As a result, when he saw the painting, he only did a pitifully short rewind of his memories. What appeared in his head was her leaning against the bow of the ship. It was natural and graceful, without any pretense at all, which made him admire her.
"You're in my arms right now, so why would I care about a painting?"
"Qingshan." Han Qiongzhi only felt like her heart had melted. She was like a cloud in happiness, about to fly into the sky.
The two of them leaned against each other on the vast, blue waves. They were both filled with endless satisfaction.
Li Qingshan had never thought a single sentence from him would have such an effect. He slid the tip of his finger across her plump lips and smiled. "Are you satisfied now?"
"That's more like it." Han Qiongzhi glanced at him. Her eyes rippled and her cheeks reddened. She was as charming as she could be.
"Is there a reward?" Li Qingshan pointed at her bouncy chest.
"Here, the gift you promised." Han Qiongzhi slapped his hand away and took out an item from her hundred treasures pouch.
"This …" Li Qingshan was stunned. There was no mistaking it. It was the high grade spiritual artifact pill cauldron he had taken a liking to in the school of Miscellany. The pill cauldron was not forged from metal. Instead, it was carved from the rare green jade. A long dragon coiled around the mouth of the cauldron. Its full name was the Jade Sculpted Cauldron of the Coiled Dragon.
Wasn't it supposed to be the man who bought what a woman took a liking to? Their roles seemed to be reversed. Li Qingshan's heart was filled with tenderness.
"What do you think? Do you like it?" Han Qiongzhi asked in concern. Although she came from an aristocratic clan, Han Anjun had never treated his daughter well. She had never known what spoiling was. This time, she had used all her years of savings and even exchanged the contribution she had accumulated in the Hawkwolf Guard for spiritual stones. Only then did he have enough spirit stones.
Without saying a word, Li Qingshan put down the jade coiled dragon carving furnace and kissed her cherry lips.
"I said …" Han Qiongzhi struggled weakly. But this man almost barbarically hugged her in his arms, with a posture that allowed no resistance, he kissed her lips. Her mind instantly went blank, and she subconsciously hugged him.
The tip of Li Qingshan's tongue opened her pearly white teeth and penetrated straight in, tasting her to his heart's content. His hands exerted force as if he wanted to rub her delicate body into his embrace. His heart was completely filled by her. Was this kind of woman not worthy of his wholehearted love?
After a long time, their lips parted. A strand of saliva flowed freely.
Han Qiongzhi's eyes were blurred. Her lips were slightly parted as she recalled the first kiss of her life. The sound lingered for a long time.
Returning to her senses, she met Li Qingshan's smiling eyes. "So you really are so afraid of being kissed, Qiongzhi!" Just Now, he felt like the woman in his arms was boneless, completely limp in his arms. He could do whatever he wanted.
"You don't keep your word. I gave you a gift out of kindness, yet you used the opportunity to bully me. You even used so much strength. It hurt." Han Qiongzhi's face was burning as she grumbled coquettishly. She did not blame him at all for his actions at all.
"It's for you." Li Qingshan stowed the pill cauldron away in his hundred treasures pouch before taking out the Heavenly Maiden Scatters the Blossoms. He thought about how inadequate he was as a boyfriend. All he cared about was enjoying her tenderness, yet she gave him a gift first.
Han Qiongzhi refused it. "It's not like I'm exchanging it with you. You won it, so keep it for yourself!"
Li Qingshan stuffed the painting into her hands. "This is a token of love. Do you understand?" In fact, he didn't really understand it himself. Compared to the romantic feelings of their hair knotted into a knot, the token of their love was more pragmatic. However, he liked this woman who did not know what romance was.
Han Qiongzhi finally realized the meaning of the painting in her hands. Her heart was filled with endless joy, and she immediately loved it. She looked at it again and again, as if the painting in her hands was not the same as the one Just Now.
After a while, she suddenly closed her eyes and raised her head, her red lips slightly pouting.
Li Qingshan said, "What are you doing?"
"Idiot, I want to try again. It feels pretty good." Han Qiongzhi opened her eyes and said in a happy and angry tone, "But you are not allowed to take the opportunity to make a move on me."
Li Qingshan shook his head and sighed. How could there be a woman who would take the initiative to ask for a kiss after their first kiss? If he thought of her as a shy beauty, then he really misjudged her. He said, "Thank you for reminding me." He lowered his head and kissed her. His left hand wrapped around her slender waist and gently stroked it. His right hand fell on her perky buttocks and rubbed it hard.
Han Qiongzhi snorted and subconsciously twisted her body. However, her mind was completely immersed in the sweet kiss with him. She only cared about dealing with the foreign object that invaded her mouth. She had no time to care about anything else, so she just let it be.
After a few times of intimacy, Han Qiongzhi smiled and refused Li Qingshan's suggestion to go to the lake. Her red lips rubbed his cheek and stopped at his ear. She breathed out like orchids, "Pervert, don't always think about this kind of thing."
Her right hand hooked up her middle finger and gently flicked his lower body. She was not unfamiliar with certain parts of a man's body. However, most of them were dead. She felt that it was very interesting to be born on her own man's body and have all kinds of changes.
With her personality, how could she be willing to just let him tease her? She would return the favor as soon as she had the opportunity. She would let him taste her power. He could not think that he could bully her as he pleased just because she had become his woman.
Li Qingshan suddenly widened his eyes before frowning and shooting a vicious glance at her. Once a tomboy gained a hint of femininity, she would truly be something. Her wild ways were truly captivating. Only by using the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression did he suppress his restless lust. He had already grasped the trick to dealing with her anyway, so he was in no hurry. He would strip her naked, wash her clean, and swallow her sooner or later.
Arriving in the Clear River prefecture that they had not visited in a very long time, the two of them held hands and swam around.
The banks of the Clear river were filled with willows, and there were many boats on the river. Although it was summer, it was unable to stop them from enjoying themselves.
The culture of this age could be regarded as liberal, especially in a prefectural city directly ruled by cultivators like the Clear River prefecture. Even the legendary golden age of the Great Tang could not rival the degree of freedom and openness.
After all, one of the three rulers of the Ruyi commandery was a woman. Women could practise martial arts and cultivate. They were definitely not subordinates of men. The person beside Li Qingshan was a living example.
Although Han Qiongzhi's appearance was far too eye-catching, such that Li Qingshan was forced to deal with a few scoundrels who had been blinded by lust, this long-awaited secular life and the atmosphere of the marketplace left Li Qingshan reminiscing about it for a very long time.
As he paced through the tall buildings and held the hand of this modern woman, he felt like he had returned to his past life in a daze. When there was no one around, she would give him a peck that was as light as a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water before fleeing to one side with a smile, watching how helpless he was from being teased.
At dusk, after bidding farewell to Han Qiongzhi — obviously with a kiss as well. She had already completely fallen in love with this method of intimacy — Li Qingshan returned to Cloudwisp island. Sure enough, Little Ann was waiting in his room, currently reciting buddhist scriptures. When she saw him, she smiled and tilted her head. "Where's the present?"
Li Qingshan sat down with his legs crossed before her. After a moment of consideration, he still decided to tell her the news. After all, this was the last bit of information that woman had left behind in this world.
"Qian Rongzhi has gone missing. She told me to give these to you."
Little Ann was stunned as she stared at the pile of pills and spiritual stones before her.
In his sweet, passionate love with Han Qiongzhi, Li Qingshan had basically completely forgotten about this woman's existence. It was only during a casual conversation that he heard Han Qiongzhi mention that Qian Rongzhi had already gone missing for three months. The Hawkwolf Guard had already sent out a search mission, and it was basically confirmed that she was dead.
Han Qiongzhi had already become accustomed to seeing death, so she only sighed back then. She no longer took it to heart at all now. Unless there were special circumstances, the relationship between cultivators had always been very thin.
Li Qingshan sighed gently. Had she finally reached the end of her crazy search?
Little Ann suddenly thought of the woman who had laughed madly amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. His heart skipped a beat. Was she really dead already?
"I want to perform a divination for her."
"Fair enough." Li Qingshan did not hold any expectations. Han Qiongzhi's final mission was to head south and investigate a man-eating daemonic beast. She had basically already left the vicinity of the Clear River prefecture. That place was a vast forest. Countless daemonic beasts of various sizes lived there, as well as countless venomous insects. It was even connected to underground caverns. Just entering that place was extremely dangerous.
There were even rumours that it was very likely for the White Lotus Mother to hide after she escaped. However, if Gu Yanying did not take action, who would be bold enough to investigate? If they really found her, they would be dead for sure. As a result, after Qian Rongzhi went missing, no one was bold enough to carry out the search mission even though the Hawkwolf Guard had sent out a search mission.
Little Ann closed her eyes and sat down with her legs crossed. She stroked the items one by one with her right hand.
As a divination technique of the school of Yin-yang, she had never given up on comprehending and practising the Cloud Bookcase of the Seven Lots. However, this was the first time she had actually used it.
At this moment, the light of the setting sun was powerless to penetrate the dome of leaves in the southern forest five hundred kilometers away. The forest had already darkened completely.
A fly buzzed in search. Suddenly, it smelled a heavy and alluring fragrance. It was the smell of blood and death, which often represented a corpse that could be passed down to future generations.
It flapped its wings and flew in that direction quickly. It dodged a spider web and arrived before a small mountain. The smell was right there.
It circled around and passed through a cave that was basically covered in vines. It was already pitch-black like night, but it was unable to stop it. Very soon, it found its target, a humanoid corpse on the ground.
Yes, they were only in human form. Their exquisite clothes had been torn into strips of cloth that were soaked in blood, and it was impossible to discern their original appearance. Numerous wounds covered their entire bodies, and their blood-red mouths flowed with blood and even pus. They were like numerous tearful eyes and mouths that were wailing in pain, and they were recounting indescribable pain.
There was not a single inch of unscathed skin on the "corpse". Even between the wounds were uneven scars, as if they had just healed up before being ripped apart viciously again.
The face was the same. It was difficult to even distinguish its gender. Only a pair of eyes were wide open, so wide that even the corners of the eyes had cracked. They stared at the darkness before them, covered in a layer of grey dust.
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