Flower Stealing Master

“Now… now?” Li Mochou was obviously unprepared, startled to the point of stammering in her speech.

“I’m heading north on an important mission and have already wasted quite a bit of time. Naturally, I need to act quickly,” Song Qingshu replied. Seeing Li Mochou still hesitating, he smiled faintly and added, “If you’re not ready yet, then we can postpone your healing until I return from Yanjing.” As he spoke, he made a motion to stand up.

“Wait!” Li Mochou hurriedly stopped him. She was well aware that delays could lead to unforeseen complications. Though Song Qingshu had agreed to teach her the Jade Heart Sutra for healing now, who could guarantee his willingness later? Worse yet, she had no means of defending herself in her current state. What if her enemies came looking for her tomorrow? Her fate would be grim…

“Let’s do it now,” Li Mochou said at last, her face turning a deeper shade of red. She took a deep breath, as though making a monumental decision, and began unfastening the buttons on her robe.

“Uh…” Song Qingshu’s initial intent had been to train with her in a secluded area, similar to Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu. However, Li Mochou, overwhelmed with emotion, failed to realize there was a more modest method available.

Naturally, Song Qingshu wasn’t foolish enough to point this out. Inwardly, he gave a silent thumbs-up to the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. 

‘This design for the Jade Heart Sutra is truly ingenious—a blessing for men. I wonder what Lin Chaoying was thinking when she created it. Could it have been designed for dual cultivation with Wang Chongyang?’

By now, Li Mochou had removed most of her clothing. As her outer robe slid off, revealing her undergarments, she stopped undressing further and instead looked calmly at Song Qingshu. 

“Young Master Song, may I trouble you to cover your eyes with a black cloth?”

Song Qingshu hesitated momentarily but eventually decided to be honest. “I won’t lie to you. With my level of skill, covering my eyes with a cloth won’t significantly affect my vision.”

Li Mochou froze, her expression shifting unpredictably. Song Qingshu didn’t rush her, knowing she needed to come to terms with it herself.

“Please wear it anyway. It will at least give me some peace of mind,” Li Mochou said at last, after what felt like the time it took to burn a stick of incense.

“No problem.” Song Qingshu found her request reasonable and saw no reason to refuse.

Seeing him finally put on the black cloth, a glint of coldness flickered in Li Mochou’s eyes. ‘Hmph, look if you must. Consider it repayment for saving me three times. But if you lay eyes on my body, I won’t let you live to tell the tale!’

Though Song Qingshu’s martial arts far exceeded hers, Li Mochou believed that with careful planning, she could k!ll him after regaining her strength.

Song Qingshu, oblivious to her thoughts, dismissed her strange expression as mere shyness. He focused his attention entirely on her flawless, jade-like figure, unconsciously swallowing hard. 

‘How peculiar. The Ancient Tomb Sect’s internal arts may not be extraordinary, but they seem to work wonders for women’s beauty. Whether it’s Bing Xue’er, Li Mochou, or Xiao Longnu, their bodies truly embody the phrase “icy skin and jade bones.” Wait, I’ve never actually seen Xiao Longnu’s body. Though I did touch her arm at the inn… That counts, right?’

Lost in his thoughts, Song Qingshu’s dazed look irritated Li Mochou. Remembering that he had mentioned the black cloth wouldn’t block his vision, she became both angry and embarrassed, her skin tinged with a rosy hue. She forced a cough to regain his attention. “Can we begin?” 𝖗

Snapping out of his thoughts, Song Qingshu felt a bit awkward. “Alright, let’s start. The Jade Heart Sutra is extremely challenging, with potential for missteps at every turn. Without guidance, it can lead to severe consequences, including death by qi deviation. Therefore, it requires two people to practice together. Odd-numbered movements focus on ‘Yin advancement,’ while even-numbered movements emphasize ‘Yang retreat.’ My practice involves ‘Yang Circulation,’ which allows for pauses. However, your ‘Yin Circulation’ must be completed in one go without interruption. Remember this well. The technique is divided into nine stages, and the first stage’s mantra is…”

Though Li Mochou was known for her ruthlessness, she was far from reckless. Lying exposed before a young man, she was deeply ashamed but forced herself to suppress her emotions. She focused entirely on the practice, following the mantra. 

Conversely, Song Qingshu found himself distracted by her snow-white figure, nearly losing his concentration several times. Fortunately, his profound internal strength allowed him to recover in time.

Who knows how much time passed? Both were soon enveloped in a cloud of heat. 

Suddenly, Song Qingshu caught a whiff of an intoxicating fragrance. His heart skipped a beat as he recalled a description from the ‘Joyful Meditation Method’: women with naturally fragrant bodies were ideal partners for dual cultivation. He hadn’t expected that Li Mochou, who seemed so fierce on the surface, was inherently charming and passionate.

This realization led him to recall the women he’d had intimate contact with. To his surprise, many of them carried a faint, unique scent—some like orchids, others like green tea or sweet citrus. 

‘No wonder my cultivation improved so quickly. All my partners seem to embody the essence of nature.’

His mind drifted to memories of intimacy with these women, causing his blood to boil and his body to tense like steel. Alarmed, he quickly refocused his thoughts. Losing control at such a critical moment could spell disaster. 

Li Mochou’s current state was precarious; the slightest mistake could lead to her untimely demise. Song Qingshu carefully guided her qi flow along her meridians.

But Song Qingshu wasn’t the only one struggling to focus. 

The heat radiating between them filled the air, and Li Mochou, overwhelmed by his masculine aura, found herself responding involuntarily. Her body softened as though made of cotton. Ashamed and frustrated, she realized she couldn’t control her physical reaction.

Li Mochou’s unique constitution was to blame. Her b0dy would uncontrollably weaken upon physical contact with a man. This trait, often referred to as “innate allure,” explained her previous encounter with the young Yang Guo. When he had hugged her, she had become so weak that she couldn’t resist, narrowly escaping defeat only because Xiao Longnu lacked experience.

Historically, another woman shared Li Mochou’s constitution—Pan Jinlian. 

According to certain records, Pan Jinlian became utterly powerless in a man’s embrace. However, their personalities were starkly different. Pan Jinlian was notorious for her promiscuity, while Li Mochou was dignified and reserved. Even during her romance with Lu Zhanyuan, she had maintained physical boundaries, likely due to her condition.

“Sister Mochou, your Qi is fluctuating wildly. It’s unwise to continue. Let’s take a break and resume later,” Song Qingshu said solemnly, noticing her unusual state.

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