There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Immortal Miao Feng pushed open the door to Lu Xun's room. The outer area held no sources of light, only a faint glow from the bedroom seeped out. Although it dispersed the dimness within the room, it couldn't drive away the silence concealed within the darkness.

Taking a deep breath, the big demoness suppressed the inexplicable surge of emotions within her heart. She approached the table and, with the firestarter placed there, ignited two candles. In an instant, twin flames sprang forth, illuminating the room even more brightly.

Exhaling a long breath, she softly said, "Little thief, I want to sleep in your bed. Can you make room?"

However, her request was met with a deep silence.

Furrowing her brows, the big demoness wordlessly walked toward the bedroom. There, she finally spotted that shameless little thief. He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed with closed eyes. His body was unclothed, except for a pair of shorts. His robust and solid chest stood out distinctly, especially under the illumination of the candlelight.

Immortal Miao Feng had lost count of how many times she had seen his physique, yet each time it stirred her both physically and mentally. Alongside the unutterable desire that surged forth, she had a strong urge to touch his body herself. Despite having experienced the feel of his strong physique, she had never actually touched him with her own hands—how regrettable.

During the previous period, Xuan Yin had been lying on top of him every day. That silly girl seemed to be quite content.

At this moment, the big demoness felt a bit sour in her heart, even more so than sour date cake. But what could she do about the sourness? After all, Xuan Yin was his wife. Moreover, this situation had been brought about by her own hands. Now, it had become this complicated.

She developed feelings…. and her feelings were directed at Xuan Yin's husband, and it was truly a twist of fate.

After a brief sigh, Immortal Miao Feng moved with a light step and approached him slowly. She softly called out, "Little thief…"

At this point, the sitting Lu Xun slowly opened his eyes, not appearing surprised by her sudden presence. A devilish smile played on his handsome face as he said mischievously, "Back again? I've been waiting for you half the day."

Hearing his words, a faint blush crept onto the big demoness's cheeks. Annoyed, she retorted, "I-I'm not here for a secret rendezvous. I can't bear how poorly the little fox sleeps. So, I came to borrow your bed for the night. Could you give up the bed for me? You can wait in the outer room."

"…"

"Sister!"

"Do you even understand human language?" Lu Xun rolled his eyes, not too pleased. "This is clearly my room. You come in and occupy my bed as you please. Then you even want to kick me out of the bedroom, leaving me alone in the outer room."

Immortal Miao Feng lightly bit her lip and mumbled, "I'm not really human. I'm a demoness as you call me. Anyway, hurry up and leave. I want to sleep."

"That's not it. Why are all of you so domineering?" Lu Xun said helplessly, a mix of laughter and tears in his voice. "Xuan Yin treats me this way, and now you're treating me the same way—always coercing me and even making decisions without asking for my opinion."

"We demon women are just like that."

Turning her head away, Immortal Miao Feng fixed her gaze on a certain spot in the room and said coldly, "Also, I don't care how Xuan Yin treats you. In any case, when you're in front of me, you don't have the right to say ‘no,' unless… unless you can defeat me."

"In bed or outside the bed?" Lu Xun said seriously, "Outside the bed, I'm definitely no match for you. After all, you're the world's number one. If it's inside the bed, then the outcome is uncertain. Your little thief still has some fighting power."

Hmph!

If it weren't for my pills, you… you would've met your end long ago!

Immortal Miao Feng pursed her lips, irritatedly saying, "Stop pretending and hurry up to give up the bed. Then, get out of the bedroom. Also, pull the curtain shut for me. And don't you dare set foot in the bedroom, or else…"

"Sister."

"Did we get it wrong?" Lu Xun frowned, his tone serious. "Clearly, you're the one begging me, so how come your attitude is tougher than mine?"

"…"

Immortal Miao Feng was speechless for a moment.

With a gentle wave of her delicate jade hand, a long phantom sword appeared in her hand, shining cold. She asked politely: "Will you give up the bed?"

Damn it!

She's actually resorting to violence; this is a sign of domestic abuse!

No, no, can't let it go this far.

"Then go ahead and strike!"

Lu Xun straightened his sturdy chest, pressing it against the longsword, proudly saying, "As long as you can bring yourself to do it, sister, I don't mind."

"You…"

Immortal Miao Feng didn't anticipate this turn of events. In her imagination, as long as she made a request, the little thief would surely agree. She never expected the situation to take such a completely different turn.

The phantom sword in her hand vanished. The big demoness stood there, unsure of what to do. This was the first time she faced such a stubborn little thief, a rebellious one, a resolute one. She had no idea how to handle it. At the same time, an inexplicable sense of melancholy welled up within her.

Recalling the sweet words he had whispered in her ear, they now seemed so elusive and unrealistic. Perhaps Su Jingyi was right—men in this world were all the same. Not worth being moved by, and certainly not worth falling in love for.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Lu Xun seized the opportunity while she was most vulnerable. He suddenly grabbed her tender hand, yanking Immortal Miao Feng onto the bed with force.

"Ah!"

She tumbled onto the bed, a startled cry escaping her lips. Quick on his feet, Lu Xun swiftly pulled the big demoness into his embrace.

On the spacious bed, within the tranquil environment, the human and the demoness lay side by side, their gazes locked on each other. An indescribable excitement brewed between them.

The big demoness gazed quietly at Lu Xun so close to her, her eyes slightly hazy, cheeks blushing. One of her hands clutched tightly at a corner of the blanket, her body somewhat rigid, her breath quickened and disorderly.

"Sister."

"I was just joking with you, wanting to tease you." Lu Xun sniffed the rich and alluring fragrance on her, looking at the mature and charming demoness before him. With a gentle tone, he said, "Sister, you're so beautiful."

Immortal Miao Feng snapped back to reality, yet there was no trace of anger, only a deep resentment. Biting her lip, she turned her head to the side and coldly said, "Xuan Yin is in seclusion, cultivating at home, while you're here hugging me on the bed. You… you're not being fair to her…"

"Xuan Yin?"

"My hometown has a wise saying: If it's a dream, why not make it perfect? Why be so reserved and modest even in dreams?" Lu Xun smiled and continued, "Both you and Xuan Yin are my dreams, and I want to make my dreams come true."

"…"

"How absurd!"

"I won't let you make it come true." Immortal Miao Feng said angrily, "I will definitely make your dream fail and leave you empty-handed."

As she spoke, Lu Xun extended his hand, gently holding her chin, effortlessly turning her gaze to him. He looked at her deeply, gazing at the mature and charming yet willful demoness. Her expression carried a hint of resistance, and her eyes avoided his, as if she were conveying an answer.

"Sister."

"Don't pretend anymore. I know you've fallen for me." Lu Xun said softly, "If you hadn't fallen for me, with your temperament, I would have died several times over. How could I hold you like this?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I have the suppression of the Calamity Spirit Fruit. I've long lost any desires. How could I possibly fall for you?" Even though her facade of falsehood was revealed, Immortal Miao Feng still refused to admit her feelings in front of Lu Xun. She lightly bit her moist lips and coldly said, "Let go! Then get lost!"

Tsk tsk tsk, this proud demoness won't be able to remain so proud tonight!

Lu Xun brushed away a few strands of her hair and said softly, "Alright, I know you have your difficulties. Because of Xuan Yin's presence, you're unwilling to reveal your feelings to me. But the thing is, your little thief already knows. Sister, rest assured, I will make her agree to us. I'll take care of this."

But what about Xuan Shi?

The big demoness didn't speak, but she felt quite agitated. Apart from whether or not she could trust the little thief's nonsense, even if he managed to gain Xuan Yin's approval, what about Xuan Shi? How was she supposed to accept her master and her sister becoming the his wives together?

Could it be… involving Xuan Shi as well? Should the little thief have them all?

This… this is becoming even more absurd.

"What are you thinking, Sister?" Lu Xun looked at the big demoness in his arms, at her conflicted and bewildered expression, and curiously asked.

"Nothing."

The big demoness snapped back to reality, huffing angrily, "Hurry up and let go!"

"Why should I let go again? Isn't this good?" Lu Xun smirked playfully. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister, the little thief won't ever let go of you in this lifetime. You can only belong to me, Lu Xun, alone."

Accustomed to his sweet words, when faced with such a domineering declaration, Immortal Miao Feng was defenseless. Having been resolute for over a thousand years, suddenly being overpowered by the little thief, the feeling was indescribable. If it had to be described, it could only be with three words—I like it.

"Hmph!"

"Can you defeat me?" Immortal Miao Feng assumed her ‘strongest in the world' demeanor, saying coldly, "The world respects the strong. With your cultivation and realm, who gave you the courage to say such shameless and absurd things?"

"Who gave me the courage? Of course, love did!"

Lu Xun gently cupped her cheek, feeling the warm temperature from his palm, gazing at her with deep affection and infatuation.

As her face was held in his hand, the big demoness felt her entire body broke out in goosebumps. Her hazy eyes looked at him, containing shyness, fear, resistance, and faint traces of anticipation.

Is he preparing to kiss me? Should I struggle a bit?

Just as Immortal Miao Feng was feeling uneasy, the low, magnetic voice of the little thief resounded in her ear.

"Sister."

"Is tonight okay?"

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