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Yun Jiu's gaze lightly swept over the man's clothing, a sly smile curling at the corners of her mouth as she thought to herself, "This outfit is quite appealing, and since I'm in disarray, I might as well consider it a favor and accept it. I am someone who values kindness; a single outer garment is enough to comfort me."
With that, she swiftly shed her own clothes, stained with dust and blood, and draped the man's outer robe over her shoulders, secretly murmuring, "A little loose is no problem; it's certainly better than my current disheveled appearance."
Surprisingly, the garment gently conformed to her figure, adjusting perfectly in width and fit as if it had been tailored just for her.
Joy sparkled in Yun Jiu's eyes as she smiled and muttered to herself, "How wonderful! This seemingly ordinary clothing hides such cleverness; it truly is a rare treasure."
With a quick thought, she cleverly slipped her old clothes over the new ones, chuckling inwardly, "Wealth should not be flaunted; such a precious item must be carefully concealed to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Just as Yun Jiu was about to turn and leave, something unusual caught her attention: "Hmm? It seems this man is still tightly gripping something in his hand?"
Driven by curiosity, she gently reached out and discovered that there was a considerable force resisting separation between his fingers.
Yun Jiu mused to herself, "What a tenacious grip; he still possesses such strength even in death."
After some effort, she finally pried open the man's hand and felt a flicker of anticipation. However, what met her eyes was merely an inconspicuous fruit—plain in appearance and far from the exotic treasures she had imagined—leaving her slightly disappointed.
But then she reconsidered; in this world, many things hide their sharpness within their clumsiness. Who could say this fruit didn't hold extraordinary qualities?
Thus, Yun Jiu carefully tucked the fruit away, contemplating the unexpected joy it might bring.
Thinking this over, she took out the fruit again and lifted it to her nose. A faint yet elegant fragrance wafted around her. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and mutter, "Such charm clearly indicates it's not a precious item; legendary spiritual fruits are known for their intoxicating scents that captivate the heart."
Deciding to taste it anyway, she bit into the fruit with a crisp crunch, savoring its flesh. After discarding the pit, just as she was about to leave, her gaze inadvertently brushed over the man's strikingly handsome face. Unable to resist, she reached out to lightly touch his cheek. The delicate texture unexpectedly stirred something within her.
"Oh dear!" Yun Jiu exclaimed internally as her cheeks flushed crimson like dawn. She stammered an explanation, "I... I didn't mean to be forward; it's just that... my hand was itching! Yes, that's right—itchy hands! Um, Pretty Boy, I will remember your kindness with the clothing. Unfortunately, I'm weak and feeble; digging a pit might be beyond my strength. May natural forces aid you in resting peacefully. Our paths diverge here!"
With that said, she hurriedly stumbled away from the scene, leaving behind a trail of slightly chaotic footprints.
Half an hour later, several dark figures rushed towards the horizon. The black-clad individuals descended like phantoms upon seeing the man on the ground, momentarily stunned. Just as they were frozen in shock, the man's eyes suddenly snapped open. An indescribable aura of killing intent instantly enveloped them, sending chills down their spines as if they were facing a god of death returned from hell.
He cast a cold glance over the black-clad figures. One of the leaders reacted swiftly; he knelt down immediately while the others awoke from their stupor and followed suit—turning their backs to him and kneeling straight as their bodies trembled with inner shock.
They were inwardly alarmed: who had such audacity to disrespect Master?
Master had always been aloof and cold-hearted, keeping others at bay even from noble daughters or prodigies of sects. Who would have thought that in this remote Azure Xuan Continent he would suffer such misfortune and have his reputation tarnished?
Master was known for his cleanliness; he allowed no one within three feet of him. Yet now he found himself in this wild place facing such absurdity—who could possess such reckless courage?
Grinding his teeth in silence for a moment, Master then vanished like a ghost from their sight, leaving behind shock and speculation in his wake.
"Wind Guardian, may I ask where Master is at this moment?" A figure in black lowered his voice cautiously, a hint of unease creeping into his tone.
The leader of the black-clad figures twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, gazing into the distance as he replied in a deep voice, "Not far away, beneath the waterfall hidden deep within the dense forest, Master may be cleansing himself in that clear blue water."
At these words, the other figures exchanged glances, their lips twitching involuntarily, disbelief hanging thick in the air.
One could no longer suppress his doubts and murmured, "Logically speaking, on the Azure Xuan Continent, no one can match Master's might. How could he... how could he encounter such a situation?"
"It must be that reckless female thief who took advantage of Master's unguarded moment to commit such an outrageous act!" one of the black-clad figures exclaimed indignantly, anger seeping through his voice.
"How can you be so sure it was a female thief? Perhaps it was someone else; it could have been a man," another suggested.
This statement struck like thunder, shocking everyone as if they had witnessed the most unbelievable scene—could it be that their Master, who stood like a flower on a high peak, had possibly been violated by a man?
In an instant, waves of self-blame and guilt surged within them. They felt deeply sinful for allowing Master to suffer such humiliation; it was a crime for which they believed they could never atone.
Just as the atmosphere reached its most tense point, an undeniable aura of authority quietly spread through the air.
Master—Di Jue—returned slowly, surrounded by a low pressure that seemed to envelop him.
Dark Wind, as the leader among the black figures, summoned his courage and asked with a trembling voice, "Master, weren't you supposed to be gathering that rare Linglong Chixia Fruit? Why…"
Di Jue's face darkened, confusion and anger etched between his brows. "I was flying on my sword when suddenly purple lightning appeared in the sky. My cultivation was inexplicably restrained, and I inadvertently suffered heavy injuries."
Purple lightning? At this revelation, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Such phenomena were exceedingly rare, not to mention their immense power.
Dark Wind cautiously continued to inquire, "Then… did Master manage to obtain the Linglong Chixia Fruit?"
Di Jue snorted coldly and replied briefly and indifferently, "I have obtained it."
Hearing this, Dark Wind's eyes lit up with joy. "That's great! Master, if you refine this fruit into a Solar Flame Pill, it will temporarily alleviate the cold poison within you."
However, Di Jue's next words caused the temperature around them to plummet to freezing point: "But it has already fallen into someone else's stomach."
Following Di Jue's icy gaze, everyone looked over to see not far away a fruit pit that had been completely devoured lying silently on the ground, silently narrating everything that had just transpired.
At this moment, the air froze; only Master's overwhelming fury reverberated in everyone's hearts.
A storm of shock surged within them as they speculated: Oh my! That audacious fool who dared to offend Master not only tarnished supreme dignity but also had the audacity to devour the extremely rare Linglong Chixia Fruit?
"Quickly investigate! Be sure to find this person; regardless of life or death, even their bones must be used for medicine!"
Di Jue's words squeezed out between clenched teeth were sharp as ice blades.
Dark Wind gritted his teeth and forced himself to ask, "Master, may I inquire whether that thief is male or female? What are their notable features?"
"It should be a woman. Her actions are despicable, utterly shameless, and lewd. She is greedy for wealth and lustful! She stole my Snow Silkworm Silk Robe. As for the rest of the clues, you all can investigate on your own. If you return empty-handed, there's no need to see me again!"
Emperor Zhen recalled Yun Jiu's actions, his expression darkening as if he could drip water from it. Even though his senses had been dulled at the time, the humiliation of their intimate contact still ignited a fierce anger within him. Especially since that woman dared to lay hands on him and strip away his clothing! Such behavior was simply unforgivable; she deserved death!
Even after washing under the waterfall multiple times, he could not cleanse the deep-rooted humiliation and disgust that had seeped into his bones.
Dark Wind exchanged glances with the others, filled with confusion and shock. Could it be that Master had actually fallen victim to someone?
The thought sent chills down their spines.
"Enough! I will personally capture that thief, crush her bones to dust, and relieve my heart's hatred!"
Emperor Zhen's heart was filled with unresolved hatred, but it was also tinged with an indescribable curiosity about who this audacious person was that dared to provoke his authority.
Meanwhile, Yun Jiu remained blissfully unaware that she had become the prey in a killing god's mind. She faced a scene of chaos and bitterness alone, venting her dissatisfaction against the memories of her original self.
The reputation of this body was notoriously bad; everyone knew it and spoke of it!
After leaving the Beast Forest, she encountered several groups of travelers along the way. Although Yun Jiu humbly pleaded for a ride, no one was willing to lend a hand.
People avoided her as if she were a plague, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
"Get away! You useless waste!"
"Yeah, being ugly is one thing, but clinging to Young Master Mo Yu like this is truly shameless!"
"The Yun Family is really unfortunate to have produced such a treacherous disgrace."
"I heard today is the memorial day for Yun Changqing and his wife. Why isn't Yun Jiu at home honoring her adoptive parents? What is she doing here?"
"Do we even need to ask? She's definitely pestering Young Master Mo Yu again; how brazen!"
Each taunt and accusation felt like sharp daggers stabbing at Yun Jiu, leaving her feeling battered and emotionally conflicted.
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