Yay Me!

Zhang Lianhua Pov:

What's was happening to me? Why did I feel like I had lost something and gained so much more from the little interaction I had with this young, beautiful, extraordinary woma—what was happening to me?

Why wasn't I taking any action, as her knee came dangerously close to my sacred place? Did she bewitch me? But how, she's no where strong enough to be capable of that? Then what's happening to me, is it my fault instead?

I looked into those gazing eyes, and felt my world spin on its head. Those eyes... they were so beautiful—she was beautiful.

I wanted to touch her, I wanted to hug her, I wanted to feel her warm skin against my palm, I wanted to drown myself in her intoxicating scent.

I wanted to grab her, throw her on the bed, and pin her underneath me. It was immoral, it distracted me from my Sword Dao, it shook my Dao Heart, but this thoughts made me feel whole, as if I was beginning to live.

I was beginning to see light in this grim world, perhaps that's why at this moment, I wanted more than anything to make this woman—Lu Xianyu.. mine.

I shook my head of this possessive thoughts, while maintaining a cold expression, not allowing her to see more than she's allowed to. But her gaze, it felt knowing, her smirk seemed arrogant in that she had me all figured out.

She leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I tried not to leer into those bountiful mountain peaks, as hard as it was. She climbed on top of me, straddling my thighs, seating on them with her naked rear.

She felt as soft as I imaged, fragile even. She cocked her head, staring at me—observing—studying me. Every twitch was analysed, every movement catalogued.

She nodded to herself, as if having come to a decision, her expression unchanging from it's smugness, "I have decided, I can't be your disciple and I don't want to die, but I do have a better thought as to how we can both get what we want, interested?"

She was leading the conversation, as if her puny strength holds weight. I should rip her arms off to teach her a lesson, show her I mean what I said.

"Let's hear it."

Why? Shouldn't I be teaching her a lesson, why is it I find that action disgusting? I know, it's because that's not the kind of person I am, I don't harm the weak, threaten the innocent.

So why have I been acting unlike me, really what's happening to me?

I watched her cherry lips stretch into a cunning smile, "I want us to be good friends, the kind of friends who do anything for one another, the kind of friends who share—what's yours is mine, and what's mine I will occasionally share. I want you to be mine—all mine, as I'll be a part of you."

Someone with not a thought in their mind, might think this was a good preposition. But it was far from it. Her terms are me devoting my entire self to her, while she devotes a small part of it to me. Yet, I find myself leaning into her lips, wanting to convey my answer through my action instead of words.

She immediately understood my intention, she brought her face closer to mine, and we sealed the deal with our lips. But that's all she gave a kiss barely three sword stroke, before pulling back with a mischievous glint.

I found myself yearning for her more and more, while she remained coolly. She didn't look to be mesmerized by my beauty I have often been praised for, it might not be nowhere near hers, but it's still remarkable.

What do I have to do to make her share more of her with me? I should start by earning her trust, and explain to her where we are and why I wanted to make her my disciple.

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***Sometime Later***

Lu Xianyu Pov:

I have to say Lianhua's lips felt great, but I couldn't indulge myself more, not if I want to make her understand I was the one in control. It worked in its own way.

She came clean about a lot of things, especially more where we are. I had found myself giddy learning I was in one of the legendary sects. I might've been distraught if the Force I had awoken did not match the Sword Force, but lucky for me I had awoken all the Forces.

But as good as it was learning that I was part of the Legendary Sect—Heavenly Blade Sect, it didn't feel good knowing I was relegated to the outer sect quarters with a bunch of brats and I was not truly a part of the sect until I master a part of the sect's technique to a certain level.

The few good news was that I shared a room with no one, I mean that's the best news ever. The few bad news was that, I would be calling a bunch of brats senior brothers and sisters, how fucked up is that.

It's fine, I have already figured things out, while seating in my one room small house. I must first become an official outer sect member by mastering that technique.

And then having to survive their brutal entrance trials. Because in this sect it doesn't matter how talented you are, if you don't show your worth you're not needed.

Then I would go back to focusing on my Charm, there's a lot I don't know about, it would be wise to limit its use before I offend someone who might be a one in a quintillion person who is immune to my Charm—another possessor of the Five Reality-Bending Physiques.

But that's worries for future me, I have more pressing news, this entire sect is brimming with Sword Qi, and since I made a promise to myself not to settle for mediocrity. How shall I deal with this pressing matter?

I don't want to just master the Sword Force as I have other Forces to think about, such as Flame Force, Fate Force etc. I need to also master them, at the same time as I master the Sword Force.

I mulled over this problem, and came to two simple conclusion to this—Sect Missions and Zhang Lianhua. The first conclusion just circles back to me becoming an official sect member in order to take mission and scam a lot of cultivators in my travels.

The second conclusion is leeching off Zhang Lianhua, but that might sound nice and all, but I would like to have one of my own secrets closer to my chest. She simply knows too much about me, while I don't know anything about her beyond her name. There's the fact she's a lot more powerful than I am, which is not fair.

So the first conclusion sounds better, while the second one I'll be using sparingly to fool her. She must never know how much powerful my Physique is, as she will start questioning me. And at this stage if she were to suspect me of manipulating in some way, she would not hesitate to kill me.

Even powerful cheats have their limits, especially against big shots like her. Her mind is too damn strong, how I even managed to get away alive using my arrogant tone is a mystery to me.

Sighing, it's been decided, I will have to master the sect cultivation technique—Heavenly Blade Tempering. And survive the sect's brutal entrance trial, yay me!