Chapter 213: Tonight is Destined

Is the secret medicine formula a smokescreen? Bian Weiying was stunned by this revelation, but after a moment's thought, she realized it wasn't impossible at all; in fact, it was entirely plausible.

Leading the prying eyes of covetous individuals astray, she suddenly realized that she herself had been led into a misconception. Could the direction she had been diligently researching all these years actually be wrong?

His words truly opened her eyes.

Bian Weiying looked at Shi Chun again, longer this time. She wasn't sure if her gaze was one of admiration or gratitude. The main thing was that she couldn't confirm it right now; after all, it wasn't a fact, merely Shi Chun's judgment.

Suddenly, she grabbed Shi Chun's arm and pulled him from under the eaves into the house. She led him to a secluded spot indoors, and only then did she whisper, "Are you certain there's a special cultivation technique imbued in the talismans?"

Shi Chun instinctively raised a hand to block her as she leaned closer, thinking she was going to kiss him again. Only when she spoke did he realize his mistake, which earned him a roll of her eyes. He quickly nodded slightly and said, "I'm fairly certain."

"Special cultivation technique..." Bian Weiying began pacing back and forth in place, her index finger continuously scraping across her smooth forehead. She kept mumbling to herself, "There's no special cultivation technique. Everyone practices the inherited techniques of Wukang Mountain; only the depth of cultivation varies. What special technique could there be?"

Shi Chun asked, "Could it be that no one else has cultivated the Wukang Mountain techniques to the level of your grandfather and father?"

He suspected it might be a technique that could only be performed once one's cultivation reached a certain profound level.

However, Bian Weiying shook her head, denying it. "It's certain that no one surpasses my grandfather, but there are at least two elders whose cultivation is deeper than my father's."

Seeing her thoughtful expression, Shi Chun sighed wryly. "Since it's a secret technique, it's normal for them not to reveal it, and for you not to know. It will likely be secretly passed down to Bian Weikang in the future. With such a secret transmission, combined with the smokescreen, it would indeed be very difficult for outsiders to detect any clues."

As he spoke, he recalled the scenes he had seen with his right eye's special ability. He realized that the Bian family was too cunning. Even when hidden in a secret chamber, they were still playing tricks with liquid immersions. Even if someone were secretly prying, they would likely be misled into a trap, the kind that could mislead someone for a lifetime.

He was running out of time and had intended to advise Bian Weiying to be more open-minded. Suddenly, he noticed Bian Weiying's reaction seemed off. She had seemingly turned to stone, standing there in a daze.

Little did he know, she had been reminded by his recent words.

He reached out and patted her lower back, asking, "What's wrong?"

Bian Weiying slowly turned her head to look at him, murmuring, "Passed on to my brother..."

Shi Chun spread his hands. "Isn't that obvious? When your brother takes over as Sect Master, it will definitely be passed on to him."

Bian Weiying said, her expression dazed, "Could it be that it's already been passed on to him, and he doesn't even know it? Could it have been passed on to him when he was very young? This way, among the three of them—grandfather, father, and grandson—no matter what happens, as long as one is still alive, the secret technique won't be lost..."

Shi Chun was instantly moved. He knew there must be a reason why she brought up Bian Weikang's childhood. He couldn't help but ask, "Did you discover something when you were little?"

Bian Weiying's thoughts drifted back. "I must have been less than ten years old at the time, and something interesting happened that left a deep impression on me.

One time, my brother went out with Grandpa. It seemed they had gone to play in the mountains. When he came back, he had many bug bites on his body.

I asked my brother what had happened. He quietly told me that when Grandpa took him to play in the mountains, they caught some insects and roasted them to eat. Grandpa also taught him a technique that could attract insects, making them easier to catch. As a result, it attracted a lot of mosquitoes, and he got bitten all over like that.

Grandpa was quite embarrassed. He told him that if our parents found out, they would blame him for being undignified for his age, so he warned my brother not to tell anyone, lest our parents find out. He just told him to say there were a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains. My brother secretly shared this fun secret with me, telling me not to tell anyone, so our parents wouldn't find out and Grandpa wouldn't be displeased.

In our hearts, and throughout Wukang Mountain, Grandpa held great prestige. When he said not to tell, we naturally wouldn't dare to embarrass him.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have truly forgotten about this."

Shi Chun uttered an "Oh," and thoughtfully said, "If your brother wasn't just making things up, then your grandfather's behavior at that time was indeed strange."

Their eyes met. They gazed at each other for a long moment in silence, as if communicating without words.

After a long while, Shi Chun added, "If that technique truly is a secret art, then it's certainly possible your brother doesn't know it's already been passed on to him. This would be a way of keeping it secret, only to be triggered when the time is right."

Without him needing to remind her, Bian Weiying herself understood. If her brother didn't know, she might still be able to extract the technique from him. If her brother did know, he would certainly not tell her for the sake of secrecy.

She walked out from the secluded spot and looked at the sky outside the window. She murmured, "Wukang Mountain is busy right now. Going to visit the prisoner in the middle of the night would arouse suspicion. I'll go after dawn."

Then she turned back to Shi Chun. "We'll know for sure once we test it."

Shi Chun remained silent. He also didn't know if he would live to see the results.

In a moment of distraction, his wrist was seized. He realized Bian Weiying was pulling him back into the room.

After they entered the room and closed the door, Shi Chun realized he had entered Bian Weiying's boudoir. The room was quite large, divided into an inner and outer chamber, with the inner chamber separated by a hanging gauze curtain.

Just as he worried this woman was about to challenge his resolve again, he saw Bian Weiying beckon him with her finger. Thinking she wanted to whisper something, he leaned his ear closer. Immediately, he found her arms around his neck, then he was embraced, and she started kissing him again.

Disoriented, they stumbled and kissed, inadvertently pushing through the gauze curtain. Both tumbled onto the bed in the boudoir. With that fall, the kissing finally stopped.

Bian Weiying, looking at the man beneath her, had glistening eyes. They were full of affection, moist, and her breathing was ragged.

Shi Chun's breathing was also ragged. He, too, had been aroused by the prolonged, half-willing, half-resisting kiss.

But he felt this couldn't continue; something was bound to happen. He wasn't a novice when it came to men and women; he simply had someone in his heart and maintained his integrity. His way of satisfying desires wasn't as reckless as Wu Jinliang's.

He immediately tried to get up and pull away, but Bian Weiying seemed to anticipate this, quickly reaching out and pressing down on his shoulders. Their eyes met, and her intention to keep him from getting up was clear.

In terms of cultivation and raw strength, he was indeed inferior to Bian Weiying.

If Bian Weiying didn't want him to get up, it would be difficult for him, unless he resorted to a full-blown struggle, which was uncalled for and unnecessary.

Shi Chun gave a wry smile. "City Lord Bian, you have many assistants here. If I stay in your boudoir, it will arouse suspicion and harm your reputation."

Bian Weiying retorted, "Who knows better, you or I? The strange phenomenon in the sky, lasting three hours, is enough to keep all of Wukang Mountain busy for a long time. They might not even finish by noon tomorrow. There will be few idle people tonight; no one will come to disturb us."

Shi Chun thought for a moment and said, "I have to leave."

Bian Weiying replied, "I know. You don't have to say it every time."

Shi Chun thought, "What do you know?"

He was the one who knew best. Once the demonic sect approved his plan, neither love nor hate could wash away the bloodshed on Wukang Mountain, nor could they cleanse the accumulated grievances and enmities.

He was not a gentleman who could remain unmoved by temptation. He might deceive others, but he never deceived himself.

"Let's just be friends," Shi Chun sighed.

"It won't interfere with being friends," Bian Weiying said. As she spoke, she leaned in to kiss him again.

Not allowing her lips to touch his again, Shi Chun placed both hands on her chest, pushing her away. It wasn't about taking advantage; during their previous embraces, his hands had already subconsciously touched her many times. This time, he simply pushed her back gently. He asked, "You really won't regret this?"

Bian Weiying shook her head slightly. "Tonight was destined."

As if to say, "If there's anyone to blame, blame fate."

Their eyes met. Then Shi Chun released one hand, reached for her hair clasp, pulled it out, and tossed it away, where it landed with a clinking sound. As her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, he grabbed her collar with both hands, simply and directly, tearing it open. The black of her hair, the full white of her skin.

Perhaps his willpower ultimately failed the test, or perhaps he had other considerations.

Bian Weiying's mind buzzed. Her whole body trembled. She immediately pulled his head into her embrace, which suddenly felt cool.

They tumbled together, completely letting go, and clothes flew everywhere.

In their passion, they didn't even realize the door had opened.

Yin Huixin entered the room. She saw two passionate bodies behind the gauze curtain. She was shocked, and her fists trembled with rage.

Not long ago, she had used caring for her daughter's health as an excuse to ascertain that her daughter was still a virgin. She never expected something like this to happen in the blink of an eye.

The key was that the person involved greatly angered her. That was the very person who had killed her personal disciple!

Moreover, she knew very well that this person would definitely be expelled from Wukang Mountain. This person, who liked her son's woman, was now involved with her daughter.

She had intended to roar in fury, but in the end, she couldn't bear to watch and left. If she made a scene, it would be her daughter who suffered the consequences.

Only when he felt it was fully bright outside did Shi Chun scramble out of the "warm fragrance and soft jade." He hastily dressed and left. He felt utterly absurd. He was about to embark on a long journey, yet he had been tempted by feminine charm. What would happen if Wukang Mountain found out?

Seeing his panicked expression, Bian Weiying, who was watching him leave, chuckled. Her face was radiant with vigor.

She didn't go to see him off. That man's vitality was extraordinarily robust; she was too exhausted to see him off.

Shi Chun, slipping stealthily out of the courtyard, saw that there truly was no one inside or outside. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly walked away, facing the morning sun.

He didn't see Yin Huixin, who had emerged from behind a pillar on the first floor, staring after him with a dark expression.

Elder Yin was furious. She hated how brazen that scoundrel was. This was Wukang Mountain, and he dared to sleep in her daughter's room until dawn before leaving! He made her constantly anxious, fearing someone might discover them.

"Where were you all night?"

Wu Jinliang, who had been restless all night worrying about a certain someone's safety, was pacing by the entrance of the Disciplinary Hall. When he saw Shi Chun return, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and went to meet him, asking.

As he finished speaking, his nostrils flared. He sniffed closer like a dog and caught the scent of a woman's fragrance. His large mouth instantly stretched into a wide grin, reaching his ears.

"Why is this thick-browed, big-eyed fellow so annoying?" Shi Chun pushed a palm to his face to fend him off. He strode back to his room, ignoring those who greeted him along the way.

At noon, the entire Wukang Mountain, having just finished their duties and not yet having time to rest, received distinguished guests.

People from the Domain Prefecture had arrived. They were there to confirm the site for the Xun Gate. The Xun Gate distribution plan for Sheng Shenzhou had been finalized. Domain Lord Wei Mo was true to his word: the first gate would be constructed at the foot of Wukang Mountain.

A group of high-ranking officials from the sect accompanied the guests. They also specifically called upon the four individuals who had participated in the Celestial Rain Meteorite Assembly to join them. Together, they went to Linkang City.

Bian Weiying was physically uncomfortable. She even wanted to postpone visiting the prisoner. She hadn't wanted to go, but she couldn't refuse this matter, so she had to force herself to participate. During the journey, she occasionally cast a resentful glance at a certain someone who had caused her physical discomfort.

After a brief comparison between her and Xiang Lan'er, and observing her suddenly radiant, peach-like complexion, Wu Jinliang immediately understood who was involved last night. He chuckled to himself periodically, and also felt a headache for Shi Chun, wondering how he would handle things later.