A Forced Melon Isn't Sweet, but It Quenches the Thirst!

As she spoke, Rao Yuexi's restless little hands kept inching toward Pei Yuhan, and she even pretended to have no strength as she fell against him.

Naturally, Pei Yuhan could not simply watch his martial aunt fall to the ground. Instinctively, he caught her with both hands, gently wrapping an arm around her slightly soft, slender waist.

Feeling a pair of strong palms supporting her waist, Rao Yuexi wriggled restlessly again. Her beautiful, fox-like upturned eyes brimmed with spring water as she stared blankly at Pei Yuhan, who had caught her.

Xiao Han's Adam's apple is so pretty too. I really want to take a bite, hehehe...

"Martial Aunt, are you all right?"

Pei Yuhan looked at Rao Yuexi with concern, truly believing that his martial aunt had suffered some hidden injury during the earlier battle. This only made Rao Yuexi find her martial nephew even more adorable, and her jade-like hand unconsciously rose to stroke Pei Yuhan's cheek.

"My martial nephew has grown up. He knows to care for his martial aunt now~"

Feeling that intimate touch—the sort of caress from an elder he had not felt in a long time—Pei Yuhan unconsciously glanced away. The corner of Rao Yuexi's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

Just as I expected!

After several tests, Rao Yuexi had reached a conclusion: the strategy of forcibly teasing her martial nephew thirty years ago seemed no longer to work. Instead, whenever she treated Xiao Han with the concern a master and elder like Jiang Shiyuan would show a disciple, her martial nephew would visibly become shy.

Simply put, her Xiao Han seemed to have become a mature man—one who yielded to softness rather than force.

No wonder that thieving cat from Shiyuan Sword Manor, the one harboring ill intentions toward her senior brother, had been able to lurk at Xiao Han's side all this time!

Rao Yuexi recalled her exchange today with the Saintess of the Qingyou Dao Sect. Whether her martial nephew had lost his memory or truly was an orphan, he surely had no elder to care for him before arriving at the Qingyou Dao Sect. A child like that must have been desperately lacking in maternal affection.

The more Rao Yuexi thought along those lines, the more she understood why her junior sister, who had vanished for a full thirty years, could still leave her martial nephew so utterly captivated. So Jiang Shiyuan had seen through to the maternal love Xiao Han craved most deeply in his heart~

Rao Yuexi had already devised another method for conquering Pei Yuhan: she would give her martial nephew vast and profound motherly love, displaying the benevolence, generosity, gentleness, and consideration of a mature woman—a mother toward her son...

Rao Yuexi's beautiful eyes unconsciously drifted downward toward her exceptionally ample assets, and a faint smile touched her lips.

This path into Xiao Han's heart seemed especially suited to her. If Xiao Han truly yearned for the motherly love an infant received, then perhaps she really could...

The more Rao Yuexi thought about it, the more thrilling it became. Her jade-like legs beneath her red dress unconsciously pressed together, and she swallowed before speaking in a gentle, coquettish voice.

"Martial Nephew, it seems your martial aunt's Core Fire has been somewhat overexerted. Could Martial Nephew help Martial Aunt a little~?"

Hearing this, Pei Yuhan truly believed her. Although this martial aunt of his often made rather outrageous moves, Pei Yuhan had already come to regard Rao Yuexi as one of only two family members he had in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Naturally, he was deeply worried.

"If Martial Aunt needs anything, please feel free to command Yuhan. So long as Yuhan can do it, I will surely obtain it for Martial Aunt."

Rao Yuexi burst into laughter at those words. As a great Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and an elder of Dan Jian Peak, what spiritual pills or miraculous medicines could she possibly lack? Her martial nephew really was far too innocent.

Still, Martial Aunt truly does want something. I'm just afraid Xiao Han won't be able to accept it~

Seeing how innocently the martial nephew before her was willing to obey her every command, Rao Yuexi unconsciously entertained the thought of forcibly taking him, only to swiftly suppress that wicked notion...

"Martial Nephew, do you remember the request Martial Aunt mentioned to you?"

"Martial Aunt, do you mean the one about helping Martial Aunt break through her realm..."

At that moment, Pei Yuhan was still holding Rao Yuexi around the waist. The two were kneeling on the ground, their posture already somewhat improper, and she happened to bring up this matter...

"Martial Nephew needn't worry. Martial Aunt has already thought of a second plan. There is no need for you to go against your heart and do that sort of thing..."

"Or does Martial Nephew wish to try the instinctive act of all living beings with Martial Aunt?"

"Martial Aunt, please do not tease Yuhan..."

Rao Yuexi had not heard the answer she wanted, and her lips unconsciously pursed.

Damn it, Xiao Han. Martial Aunt has been so good to you, yet you still don't understand Martial Aunt's feelings!!!

Since Xiao Han is impervious to both oil and salt, don't blame Martial Aunt for striking first!

After all, Xiao Han is so innocent. If another female lunatic like Yu Zhiwen comes along and forcibly puts a collar on you, Martial Aunt will regret it for the rest of her life!

A forced melon isn't sweet, but it quenches the thirst!

Don't blame Martial Aunt. Martial Aunt has craved you for more than thirty years—I'm dying of thirst!

Naturally, Rao Yuexi had prepared a second plan. She had merely made slight adjustments to the order of steps in the first plan's template.

Originally, Rao Yuexi had intended to confess her feelings to Pei Yuhan first, then let things follow their natural course as they walked together toward blissful revelry. Once Pei Yuhan's foundation had been nourished by the yin power of a great Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like herself, he would undergo Core Transformation and Re-cultivation, creating a tale to be celebrated.

That way, even if Jiang Shiyuan truly returned to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, she and Xiao Han would already have turned raw rice into cooked rice!

Yet today, Rao Yuexi had changed her mind. First, she had learned that Shiyuan Sword Manor concealed a thieving cat harboring sinister intentions. Then, at the banquet, she had seen that female lunatic Yu Zhiwen—and she too possessed Nascent Soul Realm cultivation!

Rao Yuexi had a feeling that this Yu Zhiwen truly had some connection with her Xiao Han in the mortal world, and one that went beyond the sibling relationship that female lunatic had spoken of!

What kind of sister, upon recognizing her brother, would want to kill his martial aunt? For all anyone knew, she might be some childhood sweetheart or child bride coming to steal Xiao Han from her...

Luckily Xiao Han has lost his memories!

Rao Yuexi had a feeling that this matter was inseparable from her junior sister Jiang Shiyuan. Yet from the looks of things, Jiang Shiyuan had already attained the Dao and entered Spirit Transformation. Before long, she would return to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect as well...

Rao Yuexi planned to reveal Jiang Shiyuan's hypocritical face to Pei Yuhan only after turning raw rice into cooked rice. Then, all hidden enemies could be wiped out in one stroke!

Sensing danger approaching, Rao Yuexi decided to activate the second plan ahead of time and gain the advantage in this war without smoke.

Unlike the first plan, which was love first and "love" afterward, Rao Yuexi decided on "love" first and love afterward. She would use her motherly love to give her martial nephew a special experience, let his body fall first, then slowly nibble away at Xiao Han's heart!

Rao Yuexi knew that this was where her advantage lay. Lu Qingqing, Yu Zhiwen, and the like could never defeat her. Only her junior sister could contend with her...

Today is my chance, Rao Yuexi's chance!

In the shadows she did not notice, a chilling smile curved across Rao Yuexi's lips. Her warm hands gently stroked Pei Yuhan's face.

"Martial Nephew, why not follow the second plan Martial Aunt prepared today? Help Martial Aunt break through her realm, and mend her hidden injuries while you're at it!"