There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 22: Does He Want Me Too?

Upon hearing that the box of rouge was actually meant for herself, the millennia-old Immortal Miao Feng felt a bit at a loss. She looked at the box of rouge on the ground and then at Lu Xun, who was being held in her hand, feeling a mix of confusion, panic, and a hint of embarrassment.

"What about Xuan Yin?"

"Xuan Yin is your wife. Why didn't you give it to her?" Immortal Miao Feng snapped back to her senses from her astonishment. Her enchanting face was filled with anger, and a faint blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks due to her hurried breathing. Her ample bosom, even more generous than Xuan Yin's, presented an indescribable sight.

"I did give it to her! You both share it. And I also gave her a hairpin. You saw it, right?" Lu Xun, like a little chick, being held in the hands of the big demoness, answered pitifully.

Xuan Yin already has it?

Immortal Miao Feng was directly stunned on the spot, and the hand holding Lu Xun loosened involuntarily.

What does he mean? Could it be that he deliberately flirted with me?

At this moment, Lu Xun stood up from the ground, holding the box of rouge that had fallen, and looked at the bewildered and helpless big demoness before him. He spoke with sincerity, "Although I resent you quite a bit because your appearance disrupted my life's trajectory, I've come to understand many things now."

Immortal Miao Feng looked up at him but remained silent.

"I'm just a speck of dust among countless beings. The world is so vast that someone else's sneeze might mean the end of me." Lu Xun sighed with bitterness, "Though I have the ambition to go far like the eastern sea, the journey is slow and full of hardships. But rivers always find their way to the ocean. As for one's life's ambitions, they often prove difficult to achieve, leaving one with lifelong regrets."

Immortal Miao Feng furrowed her brows, and amidst her mature and enchanting beauty, a subtle tremor passed by unnoticed.

"Instead of dying without a clear purpose, it's better to live happily. From now on, I'll stay by your and Xuan Yin's side. With your strong abilities, you should be more than capable of protecting me." Lu Xun smiled calmly, "After accepting this box of rouge, remember the phrase ‘never bite the hand that feeds you.' Don't hit me again."

"…"

"A box of rouge in exchange for a lifetime of peace?"

Immortal Miao Feng looked at the small wooden box in Lu Xun's hand, slightly raising her willow-like eyebrows. Her lips parted slightly, and her coquettishness carried a trace of displeasure as she said with annoyance, "Your cunning plan is too elaborate, don't you think?"

"I'm broke!"

"Don't be deceived by the appearance of just a small box of rouge. It cost me all my savings." Lu Xun said with a wry smile, "I bought top-quality products without any harmful ingredients. See how considerate I am of you two?"

"I see. Most likely, you bought it for Xuan Yin and then remembered me halfway through," Immortal Miao Feng snorted, staring at him intently, observing the man full of lies. She said leisurely, "Forget it. Since you've already bought it, I'll reluctantly accept it."

As she spoke, she slowly lifted her hand and lightly grabbed the box of rouge from the air. In an instant, the box that was originally in Lu Xun's hand flew into the hands of the big demoness.

"What did you tell Xuan Yin?" Immortal Miao Feng looked at it, then raised her head to ask him.

"I told her it was specially bought for her," Lu Xun replied.

"Just that simple?"

"Just that simple!"

"She accepted it directly? Without hesitation?"

"She didn't hesitate at all, very straightforward."

Immortal Miao Feng was a bit caught off guard. This didn't seem like the usual Xuan Yin. It seems that the young girl has indeed entered a stage of infatuation. Not long ago, she boldly declared in front of her master that she wouldn't develop feelings for Lu Xun. Yet, in just a few days, her heart has started to stir.

But, it's not entirely her fault. Xuan Yin is in a delicate stage, with signs of Yin surging within her at any moment. Moreover, Lu Xun is handsome, strong, knowledgeable, and most importantly, he has a pure yang body. He poses an irresistible allure to Xuan Yin, and her falling for him is quite reasonable.

Unfortunately…

Immortal Miao Feng looked at Lu Xun before her. This young man is plagued by romantic entanglements, a natural charmer, and his affections will never be confined to just one woman. Xuan Yin might not be able to control him.

Sigh… I don't know if my decision was right or wrong.

Immortal Miao Feng pursed her lips and silently sat back in her chair, holding the box of rouge he gave her. Her almond-shaped eyes lingered on Lu Xun as she softly said, "Starting from tomorrow, I'll teach you some cultivation techniques."

"Great!" Lu Xun nodded eagerly and hurriedly said, "I want to learn swordsmanship."

"Swordsmanship?"

"Your cultivation is still not enough; at least you need to reach the Late Heaven Realm," Immortal Miao Feng said gently, "Swordsmanship can wait. First, embrace your wife, and she will carry you while flying. First, solidify your foundation. Although you have outstanding talent, you have no foundation at all. It's a waste of your pure yang body."

With that, Immortal Miao Feng suddenly remembered something and spoke softly, "Xuan Shi might be returning soon. You… Forget it."

"Traveling can be tiring. You can go back and rest," Immortal Miao Feng said.

"Oh." Lu Xun, carrying his refined steel sword and two wrapped packages, walked directly toward the inner room.

In the spacious hall, only Immortal Miao Feng remained. She held the delicate little wooden box in her hand, turning it over and over, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up from the depths of her heart.

For the first time in a thousand years, she received a gift from a man. What does he really want to do? Is it true what he said?

Could it be…does he want me too?

In an instant, Immortal Miao Feng's stunningly enchanting face flushed with a mix of surprise, anger, and panic.

"If it's really like that…"

"I will put an end to this absurd idea of his!" Miao Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions.

Just as she was still somewhat unsettled, a soft, slow footstep came from the inner room. The grand demoness thought it was the audacious Lu Xun and asked in a huff, "Didn't I tell you to rest? Why have you come back?"

"Master, it's me, Xuan Yin."

Upon hearing Xuan Yin's voice, Immortal Miao Feng couldn't help but freeze. By the time she regained her composure, Xuan Yin had already entered the hall.

Hastily hiding the box of rouge behind her back, Immortal Miao Feng showed a slight trace of nervousness in her brows.

"Master?"

"What were you hiding just now?" Xuan Yin saw the scene but didn't catch sight of what was in her master's hand, so she curiously asked.

"Nothing."

"Just something you're not interested in." Immortal Miao Feng lightly pursed her luscious lips and said casually, "What do you need from me?"

"I, I…" Xuan Yin stood there, lowering her head, looking hesitant to speak.

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