Don't Touch Me. You Disgust Me

That voice fell upon Mu Yunkai's heart like a death warrant, draining the color from his face as he shouted urgently.

"No, you can't touch me! I'm the Mu Clan's fifth young master, Mu Yunxi's fifth brother! If you touch me, my clan won't let you off!"

If Mu Yunxi merely gave him a sense of danger, then the silver-robed man before him, whose strength far exceeded his expectations, filled him with profound terror.

He was absolutely certain that this man's strength had to be at the peak of Martial Emperor or in the Martial King realm.

"Chop him up!"

Jun Ling's voice held no inflection. His cold, crimson lips parted slightly, yet he truly resembled a bloodthirsty asura from hell.

Haughty, powerful, looking down upon all living beings!

Those casually spoken words were enough to pronounce the tragic end of Mu Yunkai's life-death!

"Yes, Master!"

Mo Yan and Mo Li drifted down from the shadows, bowed respectfully to Jun Ling, then darted toward the terrified, ashen-faced man nearby.

Hmph, this scum dared to hurt their young mistress. He really was tired of living!

"No, you can't kill me! If you kill me, the Mu Clan won't let you off! They won't! Ah-"

Mu Yunkai roared in terror, then suddenly screamed. His terrified eyes widened, and his mouth kept opening, but he could no longer make a sound.

"So noisy!"

Mo Yan snorted coldly and destroyed Mu Yunkai's vocal cords in one move.

His contempt only deepened. This scum had no backbone whatsoever. He couldn't even compare to their young mistress's little finger!

Blades rose and fell, and Mo Yan and Mo Li severed Mu Yunkai's hands and feet. His round, terror-stricken eyes filled with deathly despair.

His eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

Nearby, Mu Yunyi, whose ribs and spine had been broken, was clearly terrified by Mo Yan and Mo Li's brutal methods. He wet himself outright, letting out frightened whimpers.

"Spineless coward!"

Mo Yan sneered and looked at Mu Yunyi.

"You... what are you going to do? I'm telling you, I'm the Mu Clan's sixth young master! Don't you dare touch me! My father is the future head of the Mu Clan! He won't let you off!"

Watching Mo Yan approach step by step with bloodthirsty killing intent on his face, Mu Yunyi panicked.

"A mere Mu Clan-you think we take them seriously?"

"You... ah-"

Another scream rang out. Before Mu Yunyi could say anything more, he fell silent and toppled over stiffly.

Even in death, his eyes remained wide open, his face frozen in terror!

"Xi'er, how are you?"

Jun Ling looked at Mu Yunxi, who was in so much pain that she was almost rolling on the ground. Panic filled his eyes, and his brows knitted tightly.

He didn't know why, but his chest felt as though thousands upon thousands of sharp thorns were piercing it, leaving him struggling to breathe!

Even his voice carried a softness. When had Jun Ling ever been like this?

Yet this very Jun Ling left Mo Yan and Mo Li, who had returned after dealing with the two pieces of scum, stunned.

It was over, it was over. Their master had completely lost his mind!

Jun Ling reached out to gather Mu Yunxi into his arms, only to meet a pair of sinister, hateful, cold eyes blazing with towering hatred. His heart jolted.

"Don't touch me. You disgust me!"

At that moment, Mu Yunxi's gaze was vicious and merciless. She seemed like a bloodthirsty asura born from hell, her face deathly pale and her teeth clenched tight.

The defiance and stubbornness radiating from the depths of her soul were heartbreaking to behold, and made Jun Ling's chest ache even more.

His eyes narrowed, his refined, noble face filled with forceful dominance. He reached out a long arm, caught Mu Yunxi around the waist, and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

"Even if you won't let me touch you, I still must!"

Jun Ling stared at the woman in his arms, who glared at him with stubborn hatred. His dark eyes were as fathomless as a cold pool, his thin crimson lips pressed tight.

Then he scooped up the suffering Mu Yunxi and sped toward the depths of the Demon Forest.

"Hold on a little longer. It'll be all right soon!"

Jun Ling moved extremely fast, yet still spared attention to check on Mu Yunxi in his arms.

"I don't need you meddling! Get away!"

Mu Yunxi tried to shove Jun Ling away in disgust, but he held her even tighter, his cool, bewitching voice drifting to her.

"The Heavenly Demon Pearl acts up once every full-moon night, and each time hurts more than the last, unless you can quickly fuse the power it releases into your body!"

"I don't need you meddling! You're the one who transferred the Heavenly Demon Pearl into my body!"

At Jun Ling's words, the hatred in Mu Yunxi's sinister, disgusted eyes grew even stronger as she stared coldly at him.

That gaze, full of disgust and hatred, held not a shred of affection. It was as cold as though he were her enemy, making Jun Ling's eyes darken with what seemed to be a trace of displeasure.

"So I'm here to help you fuse with it!"

As his cold, beguiling voice fell, Jun Ling had already sped into a cave entrance with Mu Yunxi in his arms. He coldly ordered Mo Yan and Mo Li in the shadows.

"Stand guard. Don't let anyone disturb us!"

"Yes!"

Inside the cave, Jun Ling took off his outer robe, spread it over the icy ground, and gently laid Mu Yunxi down.

"What are you going to do?"

"Help you fuse with it!"

Jun Ling's gaze was deep, his dark eyes fathomless as he stared intently at the face beneath him, increasingly contorted with pain.

"No need. I can do it myself!"

Seeing that expression on Jun Ling's face, Mu Yunxi inexplicably panicked.

What was this man going to do? Was he going to do that again, just like before?

No, she absolutely wouldn't let him touch him!

As though he had seen the resistance and disgust in Mu Yunxi's eyes, Jun Ling's gaze dimmed, and a faint pain stabbed his heart.

"Only I can help you fuse with it. Afterward, your constitution will change completely, becoming the peerless poison physique.

"Then, not only will you be immune to all poisons, but any toxin will become spiritual power for cultivation within your body, speeding up your cultivation!"

At Jun Ling's words, Mu Yunxi's breath caught slightly.

She hadn't expected fusing with the Heavenly Demon Pearl's power to bring such benefits. Then she would be able to advance not only by absorbing spiritual power, but by absorbing toxins too!

"Mmph, what are you doing?"

Mu Yunxi's gaze froze. She stared coldly at the man who had suddenly bent down over her and demanded angrily.

"Helping you fuse with it!"

With that, Jun Ling sealed Mu Yunxi's soft lips with his own.

The sweetness he hadn't tasted in so long had left Jun Ling missing it like mad. Almost as soon as he touched it, he couldn't bear to give it up, wanting only to take more!

"Mmph-Jun Ling, I hate you! Get away!"

Pain wracked Mu Yunxi's entire body. She had no strength at all to push Jun Ling away and could only glare at him with cold eyes full of fury and hatred.

A large hand suddenly descended, covering Mu Yunxi's hate-filled eyes.