Perfect World

Chapter 528: Chapter 528: Beautiful Times and Scenery
 

“Is that the only condition you won’t agree to?” Yue Chan said, her pristine body glowing. Although her cultivation was sealed, her skin still shone with a crystal-clear luster.

“This condition is difficult to fulfill. I think if it’s really going to happen, it’ll be many years from now at the very least,” Shi Hao remained unmoved.

At this moment, Yue Chan’s brows lightly furrowed, her heart fluttering in uncertainty. This lack of control over the situation was very unpleasant for her, a feeling she had never experienced before.

In the past, whenever she went out, she was always the center of attention, like the stars crowning the moon. Wherever she went, she commanded respect without question.

Facing such a tough obstacle this night, she felt uneasy and thought about retreating, her tension rising to a breaking point as she racked her brains for a solution.

“Relax, my dear,” Shi Hao teased, but also sought to reassure her. Before she knew what was happening, he had once again taken her soft hand and led her to sit by the Jade Stone Table. He then proceeded to pour the wine himself, handing it to her snowy, tender hands. He too raised his cup and said, “We haven’t had our wedding drink yet.”

“What?!” Yue Chan was startled, preoccupied with her thoughts and nearly drank it without thinking. She immediately tensed up as if facing a great enemy, cautious and on guard.

Shi Hao laughed and said, “Usually, you are not like this, ethereal as a fairy, intelligent and spiritual. Why so nervous? It’s just birthing a few babies. That’s surely simpler than your arduous cultivation to transform and bear the two Divine Fetuses of primary and secondary importance.”

“People say a husband and wife should be of one mind and one root, yet you can’t even fulfill my first wish. How can I give you my heart?” Yue Chan spoke.

As she talked, a sacred radiance glowed from her brow, and a divine aura filled the air, as if a deity was awakening within her, making her whole body glow even brighter with a captivating scent.

Shi Hao was taken aback and stood on alert, then carefully examined her, and his worries subsided. Yue Chan was trying to break through the seal on her Primordial Spirit, but it was clearly in vain.

Her sea of consciousness was glowing, but the sacred woman who was almost like a deity couldn’t move. Only a little divine light spilled out, serving only to make her figure even more enticing.

Talking about unity, yet you wish to recover your battle strength to strike at me?” Shi Hao asked with a smile.

Yue Chan gathered her hair, the glow fading from her skin, and she sighed inwardly. Had she really run out of options? If she could use her Divine Skills, she would definitely use them right away.

“Alright, I’ll ask for nothing more. I only wish for you to capture the witch,” Yue Chan said.

Shi Hao was puzzled. Was she showing weakness? Despite his light-hearted demeanor, he remained vigilant, knowing that the Fairy of the Heaven Mending Sect was no simple character.

“Clang!”

Their Luminous Cups clinked together, emitting a crisp sound, and then they each took a sip.

Not long after, under Shi Hao’s relentless persistence, Yue Chan, with furrowed brows and goosebumps all over, drank a cup of fine wine with him, arm in arm.

“Why do I feel like drinking this cup with you is harder than helping you break through to become a True God?” Shi Hao said and for the first time questioned whether he really was like a Primeval fierce beast.

He could distinctly feel that Yue Chan was gritting her teeth while drinking with him, her hair standing on end as if she was facing a fearsome demon.

“To think, I am naturally gifted and unparalleled in valor, yet tonight, I find myself getting married. Alas, what confusion and melancholy,” Shi Hao sighed with feigned depth.

“If you’re this self-absorbed and thick-skinned, perhaps you can consider not getting married,” Yue Chan said, knowing she was likely unable to escape her fate this night, and thus gradually relaxed, showing less restraint.

Suddenly, Shi Hao burst into laughter, “An enemy becomes a wife, what kind of relationship will we have in the days to come? Will we be fighting or will it be like mutual care and support?”

Yue Chan pursed her lips and turned away, her skin white and translucent like jade, indicating her stance.

Shi Hao was speechless and then laughed, “That means both kinds of relationships are wrong. Let’s opt for another – become the mother of my children.”

“You…” Yue Chan still didn’t turn around, her hair flowing, her figure graceful, her back to him, “If you let me go, we can be lifetime friends, otherwise we are adversaries.”

“It’s alright,” Shi Hao said, his spirit full of energy and his eyes shining brightly as he spoke, “Having an adversary as a wife and tussling for a lifetime, gradually subduing her—I see it as a challenging task full of a sense of accomplishment.”

Yue Chan scoffed in disdain.

Shi Hao laughed heartily, “Enough of that, it’s late, and we should get some rest.”

To call it rest was, of course, somewhat of an understatement; in reality, it was still a dispute, a minor “battle,” and it took a while under the hazy moonlight before they lay side by side on the bed.

Shi Hao embraced her body unceremoniously. Fairy Yue Chan, however, remained distant and solemn, ignoring him on their nuptial night.

“Hey, you’re so serious; is this really a wedding night? Why do I feel like you’re on a battlefield?” Shi Hao asked, stroking her soft hair.

“Don’t touch me!” Yue Chan turned away.

Shi Hao then realized she was secretly reciting scriptures, intending to distract herself and immerse in the world of the scriptures, hence appearing even more solemn and sacred.

He fell silent; this wedding night was truly speechless. The bride seemed like a saint, her mind striving to detach from the present.

“Yue Chan, you’re obsessed with the witch. Let’s talk slowly about how to suppress her.” After he said this, Yue Chan could no longer focus on the scriptures and came back to her senses.

“Ah!” She exclaimed suddenly, for her clothes were half-undone, revealing quite a bit of her pale skin. Returning to reality, no longer sacred, she couldn’t help feeling agitated.

Especially when a hand traced over her white back, making her feel uncomfortably vulnerable, an experience she had never known before.

“What does this look like to you?” Shi Hao’s hand glided over her crystal-clear arm as he asked.

Yue Chan felt both shamed and annoyed. Was this guy really making fun of her in such a situation? She gritted her teeth and suddenly bit down on Shi Hao in response.

“Hey, hey, hey, you can’t bite through that, be careful not to hurt yourself,” Shi Hao said, generously offering her his shoulder.

Her silver teeth grinding, Fairy Yue Chan’s pearly white teeth bit down on his shoulder, very forcefully, but it wasn’t painful for Shi Hao at all thanks to his unmatched physical body.

Moreover, he had to restrain his Divine Power, otherwise he was really afraid he might hurt the Fairy by his side.

“It hurts to death, be gentle,” Shi Hao said.

“You…” Fairy Yue Chan was furious, feeling that this guy was somewhat despicable. His tone seemed deliberately teasing her.

At this time, a strong hand had already glided through her dark, fine hair, touching down on her fair, delicate snow-white neck and slipping further down, startling Fairy Yue Chan as if she had been electrocuted.

In that instant, Fairy Yue Chan’s body hair stood on end, her skin erupted in goosebumps, her exquisite body tensed up, firm like jade.

“Hey, Fairy, you’re really dampening my spirits,” Shi Hao complained. “I barely touched you and you react like this as though a snake or insect landed on your chest?”

With a “slap,” Shi Hao smacked her plump, fair bottom.

“How dare you!” Fairy Yue Chan was shocked, retreating backward, only then realizing her clothing was half undone, with the smacked area already feeling icy cold.

She was extremely nervous and said, “Let’s discuss how to catch the witch.”

However, a pair of hands brushed over her hair, and his face was opposite hers, inches away, moving in closer.

“You…” In the next moment, Fairy Yue Chan’s bright red lips were sealed, preventing her from speaking.

Shi Hao enjoyed the fragrant taste as a refreshing sweetness entered his mouth while he embraced her, an experience different from any other, and he gently bit down.

Fairy Yue Chan pushed hard, her eyes wide with shock. The experience just now left her feeling both embarrassed and furiously pounding heart.

Shi Hao lay beside her, appearing to savor the moment, the fragrance remaining on his lips. Then he turned to look at her again, stretching out his arm to caress her body, as white and translucent as ivory.

“Uh, that’s not right!” Shi Hao suddenly got up, startling Fairy Yue Chan as well, who quickly pulled up her partially undone and falling dress, immensely tense.

Shi Hao’s Divine Sense was sharp, picking up a minuscule disturbance from afar. He was very alert—what could it be?

“Is it a ruse to draw away the tiger?” Shi Hao mumbled to himself. He didn’t rise alone but took Fairy Yue Chan with him, nimbly leaping out the window to give chase.

Soon, he spotted a woman’s silhouette, sitting atop a majestic palace, sipping fine wine under the moonlight.

Shi Hao was flabbergasted, the tension dissipating, but then he felt immensely embarrassed. How could it be… his mother?!

“Mother, you…” he was a bit perplexed.

Qin Yining was very calm, saying, “Your mom was worried you might be taken advantage of, the prettier the woman, the more dangerous, especially a Saintess.”

Shi Hao was stunned but quickly realized that Qin Yining was indeed a bit concerned, afraid that Fairy Yue Chan had some tricks up her sleeve. Thus, she ventured out in the dead of night, staying at a distance, fearing he might encounter trouble.

Shi Hao couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, noticing that his mother seemed a bit embarrassed too, but was still trying to suppress it and act nonchalant.

As for Fairy Yue Chan, she was utterly mortified, her face alternating between red and white, grinding her teeth and saying, “You vile Saintess, you’ve gone too far!”

“The weather’s nice, I’ve enjoyed the stars, it’s time for me to go back to sleep,” Qin Yining said, maintaining her composure as she drift away.

In fact, a cloud had appeared in the sky at some point, covering even the moonlight, leaving no stars in sight.

“Damn it!” Fairy Yue Chan was furious.

Her clothes were disheveled, with large patches of her pale skin exposed. Did that woman come here to mock her intentionally? Clearly, a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle was inevitable in the future.

“Hey, that’s our mom, mind your tone,” Shi Hao said.

With the alarm passed, Shi Hao looked up at the sky, gazed at the cloud, and then toward the distant horizon, not noticing anything unusual. Smiling again, he said, “To avoid unnecessary troubles, let’s cherish such a beautiful night.”

“You…” Fairy Yue Chan’s face turned beet red.

Shi Hao wrapped his arm around her, their steps light in the night, and quickly Fairy Yue Chan’s red lips were sealed once more, as they returned to their bridal chamber.

“Little Stone, I’ll tell you a secret,” Fairy Yue Chan managed to push him away after some effort, gasping for air, her chest heaving dramatically.

“What secret?” Shi Hao naturally didn’t believe her, his hand gliding over her full chest, feeling the crystal-clear softness.

“The main body will come!” Fairy Yue Chan said.

“What?” Shi Hao was genuinely surprised.

“Do you want to catch her?” asked Fairy Yue Chan.

Shi Hao shook his head, “What nonsense are you talking about?” He didn’t believe such words.

“I’m not speaking nonsense!” Fairy Yue Chan insisted seriously. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)