The Deity of Lingshu - Chapter 3
Chapter 3
In the end, Xie Cixian and I still came to blows.
Although I wasn’t exactly eager to yank up my skirt and pretend not to know him afterward, he was quite strong. If I simply stood there and let him hack away, even I wouldn’t have had a pleasant time of it.
That said, I still held back. I didn’t reopen the wounds he’d only just managed to heal.
In the end, I merely disarmed him and pinned him back down to the ground.
Once that was done, I affectedly wiped at the sweat that had not actually appeared on my forehead.
“Immortal Lord Xie, you’re so enthusiastic. I nearly couldn’t take it.”
Xie Cixian glared at me, his eyes as cold as if they had been tempered in ice. “What exactly are you trying to do?”
What a question.
As if I were some kind of pervert.
“I’m not trying to do anything. I was just bored and wanted to find myself some amusement.”
Straddling him, I slipped my hand into his clothes and felt around a couple of times.
“You’re a sword cultivator. You can fly on your sword. The world is vast, and you can go anywhere you please. How would you know how stifling and dull it is for me to have been trapped here for a hundred years?”
“If not for this unexpected incident with you, I would have either rotted away in this temple and completely become a pile of crushed stone dust, or I would have kept wasting away here until the day I could finally leave, then gone mad and destroyed the entire mortal world.”
But either way, it would have been so boring.
What difference did death or life make to a stone?
“But now, I suddenly feel that this world is actually rather interesting.”
Xie Cixian shifted his waist with restraint, trying to avoid my increasingly outrageous hand.
He was so angry that even his face flushed a little. “By interesting, you mean… you mean this sort of absurd thing?!”
I looked at him in surprise. “Of course not. How could you think that? Immortal Lord Xie, how improper of you.”
“I was talking about the places in your memories, and all the people and things in them. Because they’re so novel, I want to go see them for myself.”
Leave this place, and see them with my own eyes.
That was very difficult.
But now, it was not entirely impossible.
“Body Possession is, after all, a forbidden art that the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate. I don’t want to see nothing at all before being struck by heavenly lightning into a pile of dust.”
“After thinking it over, the only solution is still to rely on your help, Immortal Lord Xie.”
Xie Cixian’s mind was very clear.
A thing like me, neither human nor immortal, neither demon nor ghost-who knew what would happen if I were let loose?
Especially since not long ago, I had repeatedly declared that I wanted to destroy the world.
So he refused me warily. “Impossible. Even if you keep me locked up forever, I will not let you out to endanger all living beings.”
I blinked. “That isn’t up to you.”
Once again, I touched his lower abdomen. “But before you give birth to the child, I really will have to keep you locked up.”
Xie Cixian: “…”
Xie Cixian: “What?”
I kindly explained, “When you and I coupled last night, I split off half of my origin and placed it inside your body. Otherwise, why do you think you recovered so quickly?”
“However, aside from healing your wounds and keeping you alive, the more important purpose of my origin power is-”
“It will parasitize your body, using your spiritual energy, flesh, and blood as nourishment to gradually develop into a real flesh-and-blood fetus.”
There was no need to finish the rest. Someone as clever as Xie Cixian understood what I meant.
Once this “child” was born, I could possess it, thereby naturally obtaining a human body and leaving this Yin Temple that had imprisoned me.
After all, since it was a fleshly body evolved from my own origin, it could not be considered full Body Possession. When the time came, the Heavenly Dao would not chase me down and kill me.
As for Xie Cixian, who would give birth to the child for me…
Whether he lived or died then would have nothing to do with me.
I told him my entire plan without the slightest concealment. After all, he was only a human cultivator. No matter how much he resisted, he could not escape from the palm of my hand.
After listening to my airy explanation, Xie Cixian sank into thought for a long while, then calmly placed his fingers on his own wrist and took his pulse.
Then.
Xie Cixian, who had not yet fully recovered from his injuries, had just been beaten up by me, and had now suddenly received this terrible news…
Fainted just like that.
Ah, fragile humans.
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