Teaching Until Dawn

The faint, chilly, lilting moans made Lin Tianlu's heart jolt.

The déjà vu was truly unnerving.

"Miss Cheng, what are you..."

"Even someone like me, who has never practiced martial arts, was able to effortlessly grasp the mysteries of this ax technique. It was all thanks to your personal guidance and generous gift." Cheng Yishi lightly stroked her vermilion lips, smiling with indescribable seductiveness. "But now that I've just mastered this ax technique, my heart feels as though it's burning with fierce flames, and I'm unbearably restless. I wonder, sir—"

Lin Tianlu coughed lightly. "Miss Cheng and I meeting was fate. It was only a small favor, so you needn't take it so seriously."

"You're still as polite as ever, sir. Whenever I show you kindness, you always turn me down again and again."

The blood-colored gleam in Cheng Yishi's eyes grew ever brighter as she giggled. "Could it be because Madam Mao—or Miss Hua—holds such weight in your heart?"

As she drew closer step by step, she secretly tightened her grip on the ax handle. It creaked sharply.

Lin Tianlu's brows furrowed slightly. "That has nothing to do with it. It's simply because, Miss Cheng, you..."

"Ah~"

Cheng Yishi let out a lilting sigh, cupping her cheeks as she smiled coquettishly. "I've made a careful inquiry these past few days. Madam Mao is very close to you, sir, following you almost day and night, as intimate as can be. And Miss Hua is even inseparable from you, often staying under the same roof. Who knows what shameful, amorous things you've done together? It truly makes one envious~"

Though a smile curved her lips, the chill in her words transformed into a cold wind sweeping across the courtyard.

Seeing that Lin Tianlu was about to speak, she quickly continued, "There's no need to explain, sir. With those two beauties treating you so well, I imagine they've already given you their hearts."

"If you're so certain they have feelings for me, then you..."

"Why can't I take you by force?"

Cheng Yishi's graceful figure swayed as she dragged the ax step by step to Lin Tianlu, her beautiful eyes misty with desire. "You haven't formally married anyone yet, sir, so I still have a chance. As long as I take you away from those two women, everything will naturally fall into place."

"Once we become husband and wife, everything belonging to the Cheng Family will naturally be yours. I'll devote myself to serving you. Whatever you ask of me, I'll do my utmost to satisfy you, and I'll follow you through life and death."

"But... if Madam Mao and Miss Hua refuse..." She raised her delicate chin slightly and tightened her grip on the ax, revealing a grim smile. "Then I'll have no choice but to let them suffer a little."

"Miss Cheng!"

Seeing his expression darken, Cheng Yishi could not help lowering her beautiful eyes. "If I've displeased you, sir, I won't be so aggressive toward those two anymore. Instead, I'll treat them with courtesy. But my feelings for you are something I'll never forget in this life, and I'll never give up lightly. Even if you travel to the ends of the earth, no matter how you reject me, my heart will remain as it was at the beginning."

Lin Tianlu's expression grew complicated.

For a woman to set aside her reserve and speak such passionate words was no different from a vow of love. Even he could not help feeling his heart tremble.

Cheng Yishi quietly took hold of his wrist and lowered her brows as she murmured, "Sir, Madam Mao and Miss Hua have both received your favor and affection. But could you truly not know what lies in my heart?"

"Miss Cheng." Lin Tianlu sighed. "Love at first sight does exist in this world, but your feelings have been driven by yin energy."

Though he now possessed methods approaching those of an immortal, the seven emotions and six desires still remained within him. With such a beautiful woman coquettishly revealing her embarrassment before his eyes, of course he would be drawn to her.

But that did not mean he would accept every beauty who came his way. Especially since this woman's mind had repeatedly been influenced by yin energy, neither her words nor her actions could be taken as genuine.

"Are you truly so certain that yin energy is responsible?"

Yet Cheng Yishi only let out a forlorn sigh. "Could you truly not believe that your image has already been etched into my heart?"

"Even if I believed you, so what?" Lin Tianlu laughed scornfully. "We've only known each other for a few short days."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yishi fell silent.

Seeing that her emotions seemed to have stabilized, Lin Tianlu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was just about to comfort her when, to his astonishment, she placed a hand on his chest, and strings of seductive moans drifted through the air.

"Then let me leave a bold, unforgettable mark in your heart, so that I... will remain unforgettable to you for the rest of your life."

As she spoke, she had already cast aside the ax in her hand and pressed her yin-wrapped, icy body against him.

Feeling the soft touch of the jade-like body in his arms, Lin Tianlu's expression stiffened.

The erotic images and the Ice Heart Art in his mind had vanished without a trace.

"You... truly intend to play with fire and burn yourself?"

"If you don't believe me, why not feel my heart yourself, sir, and see whether it's lying to you?" Cheng Yishi rose lightly onto her toes, her limpid eyes seeming to ripple with tender affection.

Amid the pressing and tugging, her gauze dress had slipped down to her elbows, revealing her collarbones marked with swirling lotus seals. Glancing down, he saw the enticing curves of the young woman, strange patterns winding and outlining her skin—bewitching yet sacred.

Lin Tianlu drew a deep breath.

As his mind wavered, he suddenly sensed something unusual within the Taiyi Immortal Mountain.

He hurriedly looked inward and saw that the solitary white lotus on the cliff had quietly blossomed. It swayed gently, resembling a woman's enchanting dance.

Lin Tianlu was astonished.

For within the woman's phantom form, a strand of strange energy woven from gold and silver was rising. Merely looking at it stirred his heart, as though the aura offered him some slight benefit. Clearly, this was the first time such a thing had happened since he crossed into this world.

"Sir~"

With seductive moans echoing by his ear, Lin Tianlu realized that Cheng Yishi had taken his hand and guided it along her skin, tightly cupping the blossoming lotus. It felt cool, smooth, and springy beneath his palm.

The girl's charming face was already flushed with shy emotion, her affection flowing like silk.

"Can you feel this heart of mine trembling with love?"

"Miss Cheng, you..."

"At this point, sir, why bother speaking so sternly?" Cheng Yishi's lashes trembled. Her naturally seductive figure twisted and swayed as she lightly licked her fiery red lips. "If you have concerns and fear regretting it later, I'm willing to become your dew-and-morning spouse. I only ask that you spend one wonderful night with me."

At this, she lightly blinked her beautiful eyes, seeming both aggrieved and coquettish. "Could it be that you disdain my willow-like appearance? Or perhaps you truly have no interest in women, and prefer men? Or maybe you're simply unable to..."

Lin Tianlu covered her lips, his expression turning slightly dark.

"So if I keep pushing you away, I'll instead be looked down upon and slandered by you, will I?"

He no longer had the slightest hesitation.

After being goaded with such words, if he continued to demur and refuse, his cultivation in this mortal world would likely become the laughingstock of others.

"Since you refuse to behave with self-respect, I'll naturally have to respond... Miss Cheng, why don't you help me cultivate for a while?"

Though this was truly inappropriate toward Miss Cheng, he could only hope to make his utmost amends afterward.

Cheng Yishi's eyes rippled as a sweet smile bloomed across her face.

This gift had finally been given.

She possessed no vast wealth, nor any lofty status. The only precious gifts she could offer were this flawless body of hers and this trembling heart.

She opened her plain-white jade arms and let out a delicate moan. "I've been waiting for this for a long time... Ah?!"

A cry of surprise quietly echoed through the serene courtyard pavilion, while her snow-white hair danced in the wind.

Beneath the flowers and moonlight, one spring night passed in lingering, poignant intimacy.

This storm of passion made the night grow even dimmer. The flowers and grass seemed to hide beneath the moon in embarrassment, while the locust tree in the courtyard swayed gently, its branches drawing inward and curling up as though ashamed to witness such ambiguous tenderness.