frightfiction Chapter 1726
Chapter 1726
With a "bang," the door was locked from the inside, the soft sound of the lock clicking loudly in the quiet night.
Chen Xuan had never seen anything like this before and was immediately stunned. He even quickly calculated in his mind: Could this girl be planning some kind of honey trap? Remove her hair ornaments, tear her collar, and then pounce on him, grabbing him and shouting "molestation"... that would be troublesome.
"What did you shout?" Lin Yuyao glared at him, then pressed her ear against the door to listen, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she was sure she hadn't disturbed her older brother.
"Sister Yao, what... what are you trying to do?" Chen Xuan forced himself to remain calm, but was secretly on guard—if this girl really dared to do something reckless, he would immediately hide in the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion and avoid seeing her.
However, what happened next left Chen Xuan speechless with astonishment, something he would never forget.
It must be said that she truly deserves to be the pampered darling of the Holy City, the little princess with the bloodline of the Holy Qilin—her skin is truly as white as jade; her touch is truly as delicate as porcelain; and her figure is even more... so smooth that it makes one's heart tremble.
When Lin Yuyao turned to face Chen Xuan, two blushes had already risen on her beautiful face, but she still bit her lip, lowered her head, and walked step by step toward the boy she had been thinking about for decades.
With each step she took, a corner of her robe, adorned with scales and phoenix feathers, would fall away, the soft rustling of silk hitting the ground like a feather brushing against the heart.
When she reached Chen Xuan, she was only wearing a white tube top embroidered with a Qilin totem and a pair of delicate fur trousers. The moonlight streaming in from the window perfectly framed her tall and slender figure, making her appear as if she were carved from jade. The unique shimmering auspicious light of the Holy Qilin Divine Body flowed beneath her skin, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
Although Chen Xuan nominally has five Daoist partners, only Tianxian and Xin'er have truly seen their perfect figures. As for his senior sister, Yu'er, and Zimo, he has never been so close to them.
Even those who had seen her before could hardly compare to Lin Yuyao before them—her beauty possessed an innate sacredness and wildness that made people dare not desecrate her, yet couldn't help but yearn for her.
Chen Xuan was somewhat lost in thought until he saw Lin Yuyao reach out to pounce on him, at which point he snapped out of his daze, took a step back, and asked, "Sister Yao'er, what's wrong...?"
Seeing his wariness, Lin Yuyao couldn't help but shed tears again. How could she not know that doing this would lower her status? But on one side was the safety of Qilin City, and on the other was her decades-long longing. She had no choice but to gamble with her most precious possession.
"Chen Xuan, didn't you want my Sacred Qilin bloodline?" She wiped away her tears, looked up at him, her voice trembling slightly. "To obtain the Sacred Qilin's primordial blood essence, we need an outsider's help. If I didn't come to you, was I supposed to go to my brother?"
"Ah... I see." Chen Xuan scratched his head, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Lin Yuyao gave a soft snort, and without any hesitation, lightly touched the ground with her jade-like feet and landed on Chen Xuan's bed, sitting cross-legged. Seeing him still standing there in a daze, she couldn't help but frown and say, "Aren't you going to get on?"
"Oh, okay, okay." Chen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and sat down cross-legged behind her.
"What are you doing sitting there?" Lin Yuyao rolled her eyes and turned back to say, "The essence of the Sacred Qilin is gathering in my dantian. I will use a secret technique to enter a deep state of dormancy later, at which time the power of the essence will surge from my lower abdomen. You must personally draw it out, cut it off, and store it in your storage magic treasure."
"Oh," Chen Xuan responded, then somewhat flusteredly moved to sit opposite her.
The moment their eyes met, Chen Xuan felt his face burning – the woman before him was only wearing a tube top and fur trousers, the moonlight outlining her undulating curves, and the unique halo of the Holy Kirin bloodline flowing over her skin, making it truly difficult for him to resist.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Lin Yuyao surprisingly smiled faintly.
She didn't say anything more and slowly closed her eyes.
In an instant, a layer of pale golden light overflowed from her body, enveloping her like a tide. As time passed, the light grew stronger and stronger, eventually surging towards her fair and smooth abdomen.
"Chen...Chen Xuan..." In the moment before fading into complete silence, she stammered, her voice as soft as a sigh, "Time is fleeting...Once missed, it can never be retrieved...Remember..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the aura around her suddenly receded and completely disappeared into her lower abdomen. She fell into silence, with only a faint golden light emanating from her lower abdomen, as if something extraordinary was being conceived.