As the foremost of the Ming Cult's Four Great Dharma Kings, Daiqisi's skill was far beyond that of these third- and fourth-generation Quanzhen Sect disciples. A violet blur flashed past, and the Quanzhen disciples suddenly felt a strange force transmitted through their swords, causing them to involuntarily stab to the side.
Song Qingshu looked at the breathtakingly beautiful woman beside him. "Didn't you leave? What, couldn't bear to part with me?"
Daiqisi blushed. "Who couldn't bear to part with you? We were companions, after all. I simply couldn't bear to see you hacked into a pile of mush."
"I rather like this tsundere side of you, Madam." Song Qingshu looked at her teasingly.
"What is tsundere?" Daiqisi froze for a moment before snapping, "Besides, who asked you to like me?"
The hundreds of Taoists in Chongyang Palace were all ascetics devoted to cultivation. Suddenly hearing the two flirting so intimately, they were all thrown into awkwardness. The older ones were deeply embarrassed, while the younger ones could not help but have their worldly desires stirred. They looked at one another, some unable to stop themselves from blushing. Zhang Zhiguang shouted, "Chongyang Palace is a place of purity! Do not speak such indecent words here!"
Song Qingshu sneered. "Not only will I speak indecent words, I'll even do indecent things. What can you do about it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he spread his arms like an ape and wrapped one around Daiqisi's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. Then, beneath her stunned gaze, he kissed her fiercely.
Daiqisi's mind went blank. For a moment, she even forgot to struggle, allowing him to kiss her until her face flushed crimson. Xiaolongnü, held in Song Qingshu's other arm, curiously looked at the pair. For some reason, the scene felt vaguely