Chapter 497: with translation of chapter title

The leading woman wore a red silk shirt, the style extremely unique, as if only a piece of red cloth draped over her body; as she walked, her sleeves fluttered, faintly revealing a pair of straight, jade-like beautiful legs.

Her figure was extremely alluring, stirring imagination.

Her face might not be the most beautiful kind, yet she possessed a charm no man could resist.

She was called Huanji, but to Heng Xian she overlapped with someone from his memory.

That was a pair of twin sisters from a pleasure house, Jinzhi and Yinzhi, whom he had encountered while passing through a small mountain village several years ago when the fourteen great sects of Dongyu had ordered his pursuit and killing.

He simply did not know whether the woman before him was the elder or the younger sister.

At that moment the woman drew nearer, her gait graceful and elegant, yet amidst the dust she bore an indescribable purity; her bearing in that instant was wonderfully exquisite.

In the vast hall, a pin could be heard dropping; countless eyes turned toward her, and at that moment every man found himself unable to control his strange thoughts.

Then, nearly a thousand men shouted in unison:

"Miss Huanji!"

"Everyone, Huanji……"

Huanji glanced over the entire hall, as if looking at a certain person yet also at everyone; she tilted her head slightly and smiled, her beautiful big eyes narrowing slightly.

"Wow! She's smiling at me!"

"She's clearly smiling at me, Mom, my love has arrived!"

"Bullshit! She's looking at me!"

The hall erupted in uproar.

At this moment, Miss Huanji, accompanied by a group of girls, walked onto a platform in the center of the hall; just moments ago her gait had been casual, but suddenly she bent her posture into a beautiful pose.

"Boom!"

A deep huji and drum sounded just then.

"Boom boom……"

Several more instruments sounded, and the group of women behind her likewise struck dance poses.

Time suddenly, the dance suddenly, the music even more suddenly, yet it gave a sense of exquisite visual impact.

Immediately after, the music rose in waves, and Miss Huanji together with the group of girls began to dance.

The surroundings fell silent in an instant!

Nearly a thousand guests instinctively fell silent, drank, and watched the dance.

At that moment, the entire walls of the four opposite private rooms were shifted aside by a mechanism, revealing a group of people—

The head of the Gongsun family, Gongsun Sou, a group of Gongsun experts, Gongsun Lier, Shen Kai, Young Master Wu, Ye Zimei, Li Jingfeng, and Situ Le, among others, were present,

among them also a group of imposing newcomers.

At this time, without exception, everyone was also attracted by Huanji's dance, sitting silently and watching quietly.

Heng Xian glanced over the crowd, then simply fixed his gaze on Huanji's dance.

As for dancing, he was utterly a layman; even in his past life watching dance in historical dramas had felt awkward, yet watching Huanji dance now gave him a feeling of natural perfection, as if startled by a celestial being.

Every movement and expression was filled with beauty, stirring the imagination!

"Boom——"

At that moment the music turned mournfully beautiful, as if speaking of lovers' parting sorrow and the pain of separation; Huanji's dance likewise became naturally perfect, causing heartache.

Suddenly she leapt from the stage down to the floor, her garments fluttering, landing before Heng Xian.

Countless eyes followed her movement, though most were filled with doubt.

What is Miss Huanji doing?

The dance of Huanji of the Nine Machinery Pavilion is to be admired from afar, not profaned; this is consensus—why would she come so close to a man?

Even Gongsun Lier, Young Master Wu, and others were very curious.

Li Jingfeng and Situ Le exchanged a glance unconsciously, apparently recognizing the disguised Heng Xian.

Miss Huanji offered no explanation, instead dancing gracefully around Heng Xian.

Heng Xian stood still, his eyes subtly following her movement, and he lightly laughed: "When did you discover me?"

Huanji's clear, lovely voice came: "That year, that snowy night, in the mountain village!"

Heng Xian said: "So are you the elder sister or the younger?"

Huanji replied: "Does it matter whether I'm the elder or younger sister?"

Heng Xian said: "Of course it matters; the younger sister once shared a bed with me, we had skin-to-skin intimacy, though only a brief encounter, it was no different from being husband and wife!"

"Pah!" Huanji's pretty face flushed red like a persimmon, obviously admitting she was the younger sister Yinzhi.

"Wow! Miss Huanji's face is red!!"

"What did that guy say to her?"

"Could it be lewd words?"

"That bastard deserves to die!"

The surrounding crowd was furious, blaming him en masse, wishing they could replace Heng Xian themselves.

Even Li Jingfeng, Young Master Wu, and others clicked their tongues in regret.

Meanwhile, the dialogue between "Huanji" and Heng Xian continued.

"Don't mention husband and wife, you bastard—you've brought terrible harm upon us sisters!"

"Huanji" said this in his ear, then bit her lip and moved to the other side.

Heng Xian feigned a sigh: "Back then I was solely focused on escaping; I simply couldn't look after you!"

"Huanji" replied: "Not looking after us means using us? Don't you know we first fought the Song clan, then clashed with the experts sent by the fourteen sects, nearly getting killed!"

Heng Xian wore an expression of "pain" and "regret": "I was wrong! Afterwards I regretted it beyond measure; encountering a woman who moves one's heart in life is rare, let alone Miss Yinzhi being so sincere and so beautiful!"

"I went back to look for you, I searched every place you might have gone, but found no trace of you!"

Huan Ji originally had a teasing and mocking expression, but now the expression slightly changed: "Why aren't you looking for older sister?"

Heng Xian said: "I've said it, I fell in love at first sight with Miss Yin Zhi; we have almost become husband and wife in reality. Older sister Jin Zhi is good, but in my heart, Jin Zhi doesn't even compare to a fraction of Miss Yin Zhi!"

Huan Ji bit their lip again: "Sweet talk!"

Heng Xian said: "Every word comes from the heart!"

Huan Ji sighed: "I have inquired about your whereabouts many times; after you later returned to Tianyuan Sect, you are a genuine genius. Even among the countless talented youths in the Flower Pavilion, none compare to you. If I were to seek you as a husband, it would surely be a good choice... but... you won't survive!"

Heng Xian said: "Why?"

Huan Ji said: "The Flower Pavilion was founded by three pavilion masters; over the years, we have filled the nine pavilion master positions with outstanding and monstrous talents!"

Aside from the top three pavilion masters' whereabouts being elusive, the other pavilion masters are nearby hunting disciples of the fourteen sects; the ninth pavilion master is right behind you—turn around and look!

Having said that, Huan Ji originally thought Heng Xian would turn back.

Who would have thought Heng Xian remained unmoved, instead quietly gazing at Huan Ji, filled with indulgence and pity, softly saying: "Even if I die in the next moment, it would be worth it!"

Huan Ji's dance posture suddenly showed a flaw, and they cried out: "Why!"

Heng Xian said: "Because I found you, I met you, you danced for me—it was worth it!"

Huan Ji's body trembled slightly, a tear suddenly trickled from the corner of Huan Ji's eye; abandoning the dance, Huan Ji passionately threw themselves into Heng Xian's embrace.

"Ah... ah this..."

"What is this?"

"What happened to Miss Huan Ji?"

"Truly unreasonable!"

The entire hall's nearly thousand cultivators rose to their feet, each glaring angrily, wishing that the one embraced by Miss Huan Ji were themselves!

Among the four grand private rooms, a group of Gongsun family members, Shen Kai, Young Master Wu, Li Jingfeng, and others were also shocked!

(End of chapter)