Hearing Lu Cheng's voice, Tang Ya first looked around in confusion. It wasn't until she saw Lu Cheng walk out from the other side in astonishment that she covered her face, filled with a sense of shame.
Hadn't her conflicted posture been seen completely by him then?
"Sister Xiao Ya, what are you looking for me for?" Lu Cheng smiled with interest.
"Don't ask—" Tang Ya bit her red lips lightly. Seeming to have made up her mind, she suddenly grabbed Lu Cheng's hand and, with her head lowered, pulled him straight toward the outside of the academy.
Lu Cheng looked astonished, but he did not stop her.
The soft sensation from her palm and their fingers interlaced—this situation was rather ambiguous and intriguing.
From his perspective, he could also see Tang Ya's earlobes, which were burning red.
All the way to Shrek City, Tang Ya found a hotel.
Without saying a word, she lowered her head and pulled Lu Cheng into the room she had booked.
"Sister Xiao Ya, what are you doing—" Lu Cheng's expression was strange.
"Xiao Cheng, help me."
Tang Ya's face was so red it seemed like it could bleed. She pushed Lu Cheng down onto the hotel's soft bed and used her delicate hands to gently untie the waist belt and buttons of her light blue outfit. As her clothes slid off, in an instant, a snow-white, flawless body was exposed to the air.
The beauty was like a naked lamb, silently lowering her head.
Shame and a strong sense of stimulation filled her mind. There was no other way; she was truly out of options. She felt she was very stupid; she had thought of every method she could think of, but wanting to avenge her parents' blood feud and wanting to revitalize the Tang Sect were just dreams.
Now, the only bargaining chip she had left that was worth anything was her body.
She was not stupid either; she knew that with Lu Cheng's status, it was impossible for him to join the Tang Sect, and she had never expected Lu Cheng to join the Tang Sect.
She only needed a word from him after he became powerful in the future, a glance, or a little bit of resources flowing through his fingers; that would be enough for her to rebuild several more Tang Sects.
Moreover, she had long known that there was far more than one woman by Lu Cheng's side. Since that was the case, she was willing to be his secret lover, not even asking for a title.
She knew the temptation this body held for men.
And she was confident that Lu Cheng could not resist.
The scene was eerily silent.
Even Lu Cheng did not expect that Tang Ya would actually use this tactic—
"Sister Xiao Ya, one shouldn't accept rewards without merit." Lu Cheng said with a smile.
His gaze was quite natural. He neither turned away in shyness nor lecherously ogled her. Instead, he stared calmly into Tang Ya's lively eyes. She was clearly a girl of spiritual grace, so why would she be like this?
"This is the only thing I have that I can offer—" Tang Ya bit her red lips lightly, her eyes full of pleading. She took another step forward, her peep-toe shoes trembling slightly.
"Xiao Cheng, today, I am yours—"
"Sister Xiao Ya, what do you want me to do for you? Avenge your family blood feud? Relying on your relationship with Sister Nannan, I certainly wouldn't refuse. Or do you want me to join the Tang Sect and revitalize it?" Lu Cheng frowned slightly, with a bit of confusion.
"You know I can't join the Tang Sect—"
"I just want you to look after the Tang Sect more." Tang Ya gradually bent down, her body curling up. The momentum from just before was gone. In her heart, she felt increasing regret, withdrawal, and even hatred toward herself.
Why was she so frivolous, letting this younger brother see her joke and her most embarrassing side?
But the family feud had been going on for three years. She hadn't even dared to go clean her parents' grave, wandering around Shrek Academy like a lonely ghost, let alone revitalizing the Tang Sect.
She couldn't do it; she really couldn't do it—
"Hoo—"
But just when she was ashamed and hateful, a warm coat was draped over her naked body. Lu Cheng's leisurely voice sounded.
"Sister Xiao Ya, all external forces are not as good as becoming stronger yourself."
"Wuwuwu—I know; of course I know. I work hard to become stronger every day, but the quality of the Blue Silver Grass limits my cultivation ceiling—I really work very hard, very hard to cultivate, but I can never catch up to you all."
Tang Ya sobbed in a low voice, her eyes blurred with tears.
"Have you tried devouring life?" Lu Cheng curled the corners of his mouth.
"—" Tang Ya raised her head in some horror.
"It seems you have already tried it, but hindered by the conscience in your heart, you did not continue to delve into this ability—" Lu Cheng was like a devil, constantly stirring the young girl's heart.
"If I asked you to kill the Iron-Blooded Sect that slaughtered your entire family, would you do it?" Lu Cheng said with a smile.
"I would!!!"
Thinking of that bloody and cruel scene from that day, with her parents and fellow Sect members all lying in pools of blood, the young girl's hatred grew even more intense.
"If I ask you to kill Evil Soul Masters, would you do it?"
"I would." Tang Ya's eyes lit up.
In this world, there are too many people who run rampant and deserve to be killed. Why, when she holds such a powerful ability in her hands, should she bind herself?
"I have the ability to let you advance to the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline and completely purify all devouring attributes. But Sister Xiao Ya, you were born to live in the darkness. Whether it is killing to avenge the Sect or exterminating Evil Soul Masters—it means you can no longer be a pure and flawless white lotus but a black lotus stained with black, blooming in the darkness, bewitching and charming."
Lu Cheng's fingers gently lifted the beauty's delicate oval face, on which two lines of clear tears still remained.
"Do not be superstitious about the myth of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass anymore. That guy was able to achieve that level because of the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline. You have your own path to take. As for whether you will fall into evil, come find me, and I will help you purify the filth—"
His other hand brushed past, wiping away her tears.
His eyes were full of seriousness.
"Sister Xiao Ya, everything you seek, as a friend, I will grant you. Your body is not that cheap—"
"Wuwuwuwu—"
Tang Ya's last string snapped completely. She threw herself into Lu Cheng's arms and began to cry loudly. She had been tense for too many years; her past appearance of being lively and cheerful was actually all a disguise.
Until this moment, she seemed to have found the meaning of her being alive. She was no longer a walking corpse but a living, young girl in the prime of her youth.
"—"
Lu Cheng gently patted the young girl's smooth back, his eyes filled with emotion.
The moment he stood up, the coat draped over her shoulders fell off again, but Tang Ya didn't care. She sobbed, clutching Lu Cheng's sleeve tightly.
It seemed that at this moment, his embrace was so warm.
"Sorry, I dirtied your clothes—" Tang Ya no longer avoided Lu Cheng. With a shy face, she put on her inner and outer clothes and skirts, then glanced apologetically at Lu Cheng's chest, which was soaked by her tears.
"I'll go wash it for you."
Without waiting for Lu Cheng to refuse, she forcefully pulled off the coat and turned around, rushing out.
Until she returned to the girls' dormitory.
Tang Ya closed the door, leaned against the wall, and panted heavily.
What on earth had she done—
However, she had also completely seen through Lu Cheng's character today. With such a juicy piece of meat placed in front of him, he turned a blind eye and calmly told her they were friends.
"Just friends?"
Tang Ya's eyes were misty. She took out the coat she was clutching in her hand and gently brought it to her delicate nose to sniff.
"I'm not willing to settle for that~"
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