Chapter 248: Abusing a Husband for a Moment of Pleasure, Chasing Him to the Crematorium

On this day, atop the Calamity Jianshan, the female disciples looked up and saw a streak of light burst out from the mountain gate.

"Strange, the Sect Master just returned to enter seclusion; how could she have come out already?" a female disciple asked in confusion.

"That direction is the Imperial Capital; I think it must be about that Fang Can affair recently," a disciple guessed.

Another disciple complained, "Hey, do you think the Sect Master has been paying too much attention to this Fang Can lately? After all, he is a man."

"Yes, I heard it at the foot of the mountain; there are rumors spreading that the Sect Master likes Fang Can and intends to take Fang Can as a furnace vessel and lock him in the basement."

"If this continues, it will damage the honor of our Calamity Jianshan; we are not those people from the Pure Heart Pavilion."

Several female disciples whispered among themselves, but then a senior sister laughed, "Haha, rumors are not necessarily false; I heard that Fang Can is so devastatingly handsome he could ruin a nation and destroy a people. The Sect Master has worked so hard for our mountain gate; why shouldn't she enjoy that Fang Can?"

"Are you crazy! How can you say that?"

"What's wrong with saying that?"

"I even have a portrait of Fang Can here, drawn by a senior sister who saw Fang Can at the Grand Competition; I heard the painting captures not even one ten-thousandth of Fang Can's looks; isn't it normal for the Sect Master to fall for him?"

"Why would a senior sister draw a portrait of Fang Can?"

"Don't ask; do you want to see it or not?" As she spoke, that senior sister slowly unfurled the scroll in her hand.

Immediately followed by a series of gasps of shock as they sucked in their breath.

After a long silence, several disciples thought: 'After the Sect Master finishes, can we lick the medicinal dregs?'

Immediately, a junior sister flattered, "Senior sister, are you selling this painting? I want to collect some artworks to display in my room."

"You perverted thing... is this proper?"

Setting aside the group of women here longing for worldly love.

Fang Can, seeing that the scenery was perfect and no one was disturbing him, was just about to begin cultivation when he saw a blue streak of light rush into the room.

'Senior Little Liu...'

But upon seeing that head of blue hair, a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of Fang Can's mouth; he thought he had seen an incarnation of Hearing Liu Qingmeng.

But then he remembered that Hearing Liu Qingmeng was in the mortal world; how could she possibly follow him here?

Sure enough, upon looking more closely, he saw blue silk like a waterfall, skin crystal-clear, and a woman of breathtaking beauty who made the dark room smell fragrant standing before him; it was indeed Hearing Liu Qingmeng in her true form.

So in the next moment, the half-lifted corner of his mouth immediately drooped down.

Looking at the breathtakingly beautiful woman with eyes as calm as an ancient well, he rose with extreme composure and clasped his hands, saying, "Senior Liu, what business brings you here?"

'What is that expression! Am I that detestable?' Hearing Liu Qingmeng was so angry she nearly fainted.

She had just entered and seen Fang Can's expression change; was she really that loathed?

Leaving other things aside, not long ago Fang Can had just had three passes with her; now he puts on this face for...

Halfway through that thought, Hearing Liu Qingmeng's expression instantly froze.

It actually seems there is no problem?

That fellow's memory of that period was deleted by her; what special relationship does he have with her now? On what grounds should he smile when seeing her?

For a moment, swept up by that affection, a tiny thread of regret unconsciously rose in her heart.

"Senior?" Seeing the dazed young woman, Fang Can deliberately raised his tone slightly.

Hearing Liu Qingmeng immediately came to her senses, suppressing the emotions churning in her heart and saying, "This time I came for my incarnation."

'As expected.' Fang Can understood in his heart.

At this time, he still did not know that the incarnation had transmitted his memories back; he thought Hearing Liu Qingmeng had come specifically to inquire about the handling of the incarnation because she had neglected the matter of the incarnation.

And Hearing Liu Qingmeng did not know that Fang Can actually possessed the memories of the three passes; she thought Fang Can did not know about the embarrassing things that had happened.

Thus, a strange misunderstanding was born between the two.

"Senior Liu arrives at just the right time." Fang Can said in a tone of utmost respect: "I earnestly beg Senior to spare Senior Little Liu's life."

"You know she is my incarnation, yet you still insist on saying this?"

Hearing Liu Qingmeng spoke coldly: "Do you think I would allow my incarnation to run wild outside? And with you?"

Fang Can's tone was neither humble nor arrogant: "Therefore, please let Senior Liu grant my wish; I am willing to pay the corresponding price."

"Are you threatening me?"

Hearing Liu Qingmeng laughed; she was laughed at by Fang Can's anger: "If I do not agree, will you not go to the sixth-level mystical realm next?"

"Of course not; I know this matter is a debt I owe Senior, so no matter how Senior decides, I will understand, and I will not break my word on things I have already promised Senior."

Fang Can's tone was sincere; he naturally knew that in this matter, he was not in the right.

Let alone Hearing Liu Qingmeng, even Fang Can himself would absolutely not tolerate his conscious clone running wild outside.

After all, the clone technique has always been a toxic point; Fang Can himself could not stand it.

But understanding Hearing Liu Qingmeng does not mean not protecting Senior Little Liu.

"What if I do not agree?"

"Then I will continue to hide Senior Little Liu until Senior agrees."

In the next instant, Fang Can's neck was held by a sword; Hearing Liu Qingmeng said coldly, "What if I say you must pay with your life?"

Through the crisis sense that almost instantly increased a thousandfold, Fang Can clearly understood that the other party truly had murderous intent.

Looking up indifferently, Fang Can calmly stated a fact: "Does Senior think I am a rigid person? If Senior makes a move, this junior will not simply offer my neck to be killed."

"You would attack me for the sake of the incarnation." Hearing Liu Qingmeng felt a dull ache in her heart; the hand gripping the sword turned slightly pale from the strain.

The incarnation's emotions began to bombard her brain; seeing the long sword laid across Fang Can's neck, she wanted to lower the blade in her hand.

"Not for the incarnation, but for myself I will act."

Fang Can said coldly: "No one can take my life; even if Jiang Ningan, Qing Shi, or Senior Little Liu attacks me, I will still strike back."

There was one sentence Fang Can did not speak.

That was that he was certain Hearing Liu Qingmeng could not kill him even with all her strength, but speaking it directly would be tantamount to provocation.

Seeing the atmosphere in the room stiffen, Hearing Liu Qingmeng subconsciously thought: 'If it were my projection, what would it be thinking at this moment?'

'If it were my projection, it would definitely think that Fang Can must be hurt by my actions right now, and would hug me tightly to comfort me at this moment, then speak ill of me behind my back.'

Thinking of this projection, Hearing Liu Qingmeng cursed inwardly for being shameless.

And Fang Can, looking at the sharp sword before him, muttered to himself:

'Indeed, a projection and the original body are completely different. Senior Little Liu is just Senior Little Liu, not anyone else.'

'If it were Senior Little Liu, she wouldn't bear to hold a sword to my neck; she might even hug me to comfort me well, then speak ill of the original body behind her back.'

Thinking this, Fang Can was already prepared for battle, striking a pose with the Orchid-Blocking Hand in his palm, while the force field at his side prepared to release, ready to envelop Hearing Liu Qingmeng at any moment.

But in his surprised gaze, Hearing Liu Qingmeng sheathed her sword.

Staring at Fang Can with a complex look, Hearing Liu Qingmeng said coldly: "Wait until you can survive against the four-turn experts of the various states before playing the hero. I am taking Jiang Ningan away."

Jiang Ningan: What???

(End of this chapter)