All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

There was no panic, no unease, only serenity remained, as if everything was meant to be this way, and the moonlight was meant to shine so bright.

It turned out that his own Heart Demon was longing.

"Such dreams, in their thousands of forms and myriad states, with countless glories and declines, make fifty years pass in an instant. Gain is not worth rejoicing over, nor loss worth grieving. Only when there is joy in the world does one realize that this very joy is a great source of sorrow in human existence."

"The yellow millet dream is not yet cooked, yet one has already reached Huaxu in a dream."

"..."

Su Bei rose to his feet, gazing at the familiar academic building. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, looking at each of the contacts on the screen.

Fatty, Hei'zi... Father, Mother.

He sent messages to them one by one. The content was extremely brief, just three words:

"——I was here."

"..."

——And then, Su Bei looked at Key Smoke with a smile.

He finally understood this Heart Demon Tribulation; it was only because of her intervention that he had been able to pass through it safely.

The slight flaw in his heart seemed to be completely mended by this experience.

"It's time for me to wake up…" Su Bei said to her.

Key Smoke trembled all over. She had never thought that Su Bei could break through such a terrifying Illusion World...

What in the world was the reason for this!?

She got up, looking at Su Bei. The fragrant warmth of her breath washed over his face, and her majestic twin peaks loomed close, appearing exceptionally prominent.

"Bei, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The owner of this body didn't seem willing to give in. Her eyes, full of affection, held the gentleness of spring, her gaze drifting as she rested her head on his shoulder.

But Su Bei didn't indulge in the current enchanting atmosphere. His eyes were exceptionally clear, and he said lightly with a smile, "It's no use. I've broken through already."

"..."

The very next moment, before he could even react, he felt a coolness on his lips, followed by a sweet taste.

Su Bei remained wooden, immersed in it, feeling her warmth.

Their lips and teeth met. It wasn't until he felt a sting on his lips that Su Bei pushed her away, licking his own.

"Why?" 'Key Smoke' asked him.

The greatest difficulty of the Heart Demon Tribulation is that the one undergoing it has no memory of the tribulation itself. Just as Su Bei said, everything is like the yellow millet dream, making it impossible to distinguish truth from falsehood...

Su Bei laughed a bit, then suddenly said, "Because, how could a player of 'Domestic Glory' games have a girlfriend…"

"??!"

——Of course, this was just a joke.

Looking at her stunned expression, Su Bei finally remembered everything.

Yet he didn't let go of her. One hand slipped into her long hair, cradling her head, while the other arm wrapped around her waist.

Key Smoke's breathing quickened, her eyelashes fluttered. She opened her eyes to look at him, then gently closed them again, a hint of mesmerization on her face.

"This is my Heart Demon," Su Bei said, looking at her, then casting one last, longing glance at this world.

——This illusion had completely dispelled his lingering attachments.

"Isn't everything you're longing for here?"

"Isn't it good to stay here?" the 'Key Smoke' asked one last time as their lips parted.

This world was born of his thoughts, of his deepest yearnings.

Key Smoke's lips formed a slight smile, and then her figure gradually became ethereal.

「...」

The Sacred Cold Spring was chillingly serene.

Wenren Pingxin rushed over, her eyes wide with shock at the scene before her.

Above the spring, two figures, locked in a tight embrace, were enveloped within a jade cocoon, their hands clasped firmly together.

Dan Wulan lay unconscious beside the pool, completely still.

Wenren Pingxin took a deep breath, then lifted Dan Wulan's entire body, her gaze shifting as she observed Su Bei's form.

She could feel the terrifying energy contained within, but what she didn't understand was, why was the Saintess, completely naked, embracing him!?

——Fortunately, there was no one else around.

After sending Dan Wulan back to the Sword Sect's residence, Wenren Pingxin sat by the Sacred Cold Spring, quietly watching over the jade cocoon containing Su Bei.

She would wait for him to awaken, or for the Saintess to awaken, before taking him back to the Sword Sect's residence.

After a long wait, the jade cocoon gradually began to crack and break apart.

Wenren Pingxin looked eagerly, but the one who woke up was not Su Bei, but Key Smoke, a complex expression in her eyes.

"He should be alright; a few days of rest should be sufficient."

"Take him back."

She took a deep breath, glanced at Wenren Pingxin, then formed several illusory projections in the air with a wave of her hand and sent them into Su Bei's mind. Then, donning a robe, she hastily departed from the spring.

This was a message; if Su Bei awakened from the Heart Demon Tribulation, he would perceive it all.

——She knew that this time, after the Ascension Platform, she would need to enter seclusion.

This Illusion World had torn her cultivation heart, leaving a great flaw in her spirit.

But it was also an opportunity. If she could grasp the insights from this dream, she might truly be able to overcome that hurdle.

Key Smoke quickly returned to her room. She leaned against the bed, gazing at the stack of romance novels.

Even with her cultivation heart, experiencing such a genuinely flawless world had left her feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

The various events of the illusion still echoed in her mind. Even as a mere observer, she had been deeply immersed in it.

Wasn't his tenderness exactly what she longed for?

Her chest heaved, and she glanced resentfully at the items on the table.

This was a sensation she hadn't felt in hundreds of years. Was what happened in the dream truly the same as reality!?