Chapter 167: Thoughts Cleared Up

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“Why can’t I?” Lei Qing wore a wicked smile, looking like an evil big bad wolf holding a carrot to lure a little white rabbit. He narrowed his eyes and whispered in her ear, “Didn’t you do quite well last time?”

Although Leng Yuewu was veiled, her crystal-like, jade-white earlobes were already flushed red. Her delicate body, held in Lei Qing’s arms, was soft and weak, trembling slightly. With half-closed, misty eyes like autumn water, she stammered in a low voice, “L-last time was different. I, I thought…” Looking at her aroused and delicate appearance, where was there any trace of the famous and formidable Ice Sword Saint?

Lei Qing greedily inhaled the faint fragrance coming from behind her ear. While his mind swayed, evil thoughts grew rampant, and he whispered in a seductive voice, “What is different about this? Between a husband and wife, or lovers, this is perfectly normal.” His thieving hands gently embraced her slender waist, his fingers moving with practiced and skilled rhythm. With Lei Qing’s rich experience, after a few passionate encounters with Leng Yuewu, how could he not have mastered where her weaknesses lay?

“Wh-where is it as you say? Th-this is too embarrassing.” Although Leng Yuewu was still resisting, she was clearly lacking in strength. Under the veil, her cold and stunning face had completely melted the frost, blushing slightly as if drunk on old wine. She panted delicately, exhaling a fragrant breath.

“Embarrassing?” Lei Qing chuckled. If it came to Fighting Techniques, he couldn’t hope to catch up to Leng Yuewu even if he whipped his horse. However, in the skills of intimacy between a man and a woman, even if several Leng Yuewus were tied together, they wouldn’t be his match. In his view, it was simply because Leng Yuewu’s passion had not yet fully ignited, and her self-esteem was too rigid.

He licked his lips, gently touched her earlobe, and spoke with hot breath in an evil tone, “The pure and holy Fairy Leng, the Palace Master of the Moon Cold Palace revered by thousands, the ethereal Ice Goddess. I would like to ask, is it not embarrassing that you barged into a young man’s room late at night with your sword, threatened him, and forcibly took possession of his body?”

Leng Yuewu let out a soft moan, and her soft body instantly stiffened. Her misty eyes revealed a look of utter shame. But with the teasing of Lei Qing’s seductive voice and actions, it was as if a fire had been lit on her passion, making her burn gradually.

Overcome with shame, she struggled to get up, seemingly wanting to flee in panic, but her movements were not fierce enough, which further revealed her intention to cover up her true feelings.

“So, a Goddess who is pure and holy, worshipped by countless men, is actually a lustful woman in private.” Lei Qing used his seductive voice to give her a strong dose of medicine, blowing in her ear, “Wu’er, you are even more lustful than the most desirous woman I have ever seen.”

Leng Yuewu was ashamed to the extreme, but Lei Qing’s words actually stimulated her currently weak nerves. It made her recall the bits and pieces of time between them.

Her self-esteem was being stripped away bit by bit by Lei Qing, while her eyes became increasingly misty. She wanted to escape but couldn’t muster any strength. Collapsing softly into Lei Qing’s arms, she cried out in shame and annoyance, “Lei Qing, you, you stop talking. You, let me go.”

“Let you go?” Lei Qing asked with a surprised and wicked smile, “You are a mighty Holy Rank powerhouse; if you truly wanted to leave, how could I stop you? Wu’er, since your heart doesn’t want to leave, don’t be stubborn. Just obediently admit your desires; it’s not that big of a deal.”

His thieving hands roamed her delicate body, seemingly absent yet present, utilizing his Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi. Threads of electric current made her sink deeper, unable to extricate herself.

“Lei Qing, you… ah~” Leng Yuewu was so ashamed she wanted to hide. Her self-esteem wanted her to leave. But she couldn’t resist the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She buried her head deeply into Lei Qing’s chest and couldn’t help but sob softly.

“Wu’er, be good. Will you be my lustful woman?” Lei Qing whispered seductively in her ear.

“Lei, Qing, no~ don’t, stop~”

“Think about it. You are an Ice Goddess worshipped by countless people, but in private, you are my lustful woman. Isn’t that such a thrilling thing?” Lei Qing continued to seduce her in a low voice, “If you are unwilling, I won’t force you. I will leave this tent for you to rest, and I will go next door to drink with my brothers.”

“No, don’t go.” Leng Yuewu’s delicate body trembled continuously as she grabbed Lei Qing’s arm tightly. Her resistance had become extremely weak.

“Good girl, my precious Wu’er.” Lei Qing’s voice became even more gentle and considerate. He gently pressed her head down and whispered, “Just think of it as soothing my wounded heart. You did something wrong, so you have to compensate me, right?”

Lei Qing’s words seemed to give her a reason her heart could accept. Trembling, she slowly lowered her head.

Ah~ Lei Qing’s blood instantly rushed to the extreme, and he couldn’t help but let out a low groan of intense pleasure. The physical comfort was secondary; the greater satisfaction came from the sense of conquest in his heart. This was no ordinary woman; she was the Palace Master of the Moon Cold Palace, a Fighting Qi Holy Land, and one of the few women with a very prominent status in the world.

In the hearts of countless old, middle-aged, and young men, she existed like a pure and flawless Goddess.

Also, his desire for revenge was somewhat satisfied. Who told her to keep bullying him? Today, he finally got to bully her back.

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A sleepless night. Leng Yuewu stayed in Lei Qing’s tent until just before dawn. It was her first time not leaving immediately after they were done, acting as if nothing had happened. This time, she stayed and cuddled with Lei Qing for the whole night.

Clearly, after Lei Qing’s gentle “training,” her attitude toward him had changed quite a bit. It was arguably their most normal night together.

After she left, Lei Qing lay contentedly on his camp bed, somewhat envious of the abilities of a Holy Rank powerhouse. This was the camp of the Iron Cavalry Regiment, yet a Holy Rank powerhouse could still come and go without a trace.

If a Holy Rank powerhouse wanted to murder a military general, it was truly hard to guard against. Fortunately, in this world, Holy Rank powerhouses usually existed as a deterrent. It was not common for a Holy Rank powerhouse to personally carry out an assassination. After all, having reached the Holy Rank, they tended to care about their reputation. Even if two sides were enemies, running off to assassinate a minor general would not help the overall situation much.

If you really managed to get a Holy Rank powerhouse targeting you for assassination, you could only lament your bad luck or feel deeply honored. After all, that kind of thing was impossible to prevent.

To be able to live in this world and truly act according to one’s own will, doing whatever one pleased, one had to constantly strengthen one’s own strength.

Gently sniffing the faint fragrance left behind by Leng Yuewu, Lei Qing’s spirit and body felt incredibly refreshed and happy, his thoughts clear and unobstructed. Unable to sleep, he simply got up to meditate and cultivate.

With the help of an unused Gold-rank core, after an hour, Lei Qing slowly opened his eyes and felt his spirit was very vigorous. His Silver-rank Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi had also become slightly purer.

With his cultivation at Lei Qing’s level, he was at another bottleneck. Every step forward required time-consuming effort to temper himself. Every bit of progress was something to be celebrated.

The sky was already getting light. The entire Iron Cavalry Regiment camp began to bustle, and sounds of soldiers training came from outside. The personal soldier guarding the door for Lei Qing reported that Xiahou Huan and others had come to visit him.

Lei Qing had just gotten up when he saw Xiahou Huan’s tall and burly figure lift the curtain and walk in with a hearty laugh, “Nephew, I heard you failed in your sortie yesterday? No matter, no matter. It doesn’t matter if we can’t pick up girls. For a man, a foundation built with his own fists is the most solid. But then again, now you can peacefully pursue the Goddess of Wealth Li Baobao.”

“Lei Qing greets Regiment Commander Xiahou.” Lei Qing had a speechless look on his face. What was this guy talking about? Whether it was Yu Shanshan or Li Baobao, he didn’t want to ruin them. Also, was this how you comforted someone? The first half of the sentence sounded reasonable, but the second half revealed his true nature. How did his father become friends with this guy?

Following Xiahou Huan in were several familiar generals, such as Yuchi Kou, Shentu Xue, Taishi Jian, Yan Fei, and others. It was likely this group had loose lips; they had just been drinking last night, and by the next day, it had already reached Xiahou Huan’s ears.

Although Xiahou Huan was a bit shameless when it came to Lei Qing picking up girls, he was an expert after all. He took a light sniff and seemed to catch the scent of Leng Yuewu, who had been there just an hour ago. He couldn’t help but frown and say, “Nephew, although people in a bad mood from a breakup might act out, you can’t just grab anyone, right? This will ruin your reputation.”

“Oh my, this scent is quite lustful.” Shentu Xue also giggled, “I told you not to worry about Little Lei. He’s handsome; he can get women just by hooking up casually. Little Lei, confess honestly, did you hook up with one of the female soldiers under my command?”

There weren’t many women in the army, but there were still one or two hundred women in the Iron Cavalry Regiment determined to become warriors. These female soldiers and officers were somewhat incompatible with the male officers, so they were all organized into the Fourth Regiment, forming a Female Battalion, personally commanded by Shentu Xue.

However, Shentu Xue was very protective of her Female Battalion. If anyone dared to bully someone in the Female Battalion, the Shrew Shentu Xue would surely throw a fit.

“Sister Shentu, you have wronged me terribly.” Lei Qing smiled bitterly and cupped his hands, “You guard your female soldiers tighter than your own daughter. You wouldn’t let anyone touch them. Even if you lent me a few guts, I wouldn’t dare.”

“Shentu Xue, could it be that you came to comfort Lei Qing with your body last night?” Taishi Jian asked with a lewd smirk, “Are you deliberately singing a duet here to get rid of suspicion?”

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