Chapter 1.1 - Sleeping Together (1/2)

Translator: Superbulat

Trigger warning: Rape, drugs

In the still of the night, at the inn, various snores could be heard from the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

Tang Huan walked silently, like a cat moving quietly at night, until she came to a halt in front of the guest room at the end of the corridor.

The man she saw in the lobby during the evening lived here.

The man’s eyes were ice cold. After entering the inn, he went straight to the counter, paid for his room, and then walked up the stairs without looking around. He was dressed in a light grey robe. His steps were neither light nor heavy, and his shoes made the exact same sounds every time he stepped onto the yellow wooden stairs. As he moved, the open hems on both sides of his robe revealed his slender legs. His white trousers were tucked into a black pair of boots; it was simple and neat, but it also had an indescribable feeling to it. When he went upstairs, she couldn’t help but look up, but all she saw was his side profile. His eyes swept over her, cold as ice, before she could continue to stare.

Tang Huan was aroused. She desired this man.

Her master had once told her that a woman’s first night was somewhat important, so she should find someone attractive to take her virginity.

Tang Huan licked her lips. She hadn’t expected to encounter such a gem so soon after she had left the mountains.

Her index finger brushed across the tip of her tongue before touching the window paper 1 . She poked a thin bamboo tube through the paper after it had been stained wet, making no sound at all.

Cold men were difficult to deal with, so she had to use some dirty tricks.

After a few minutes, Tang Huan opened the door, sneaked in quietly, and walked straight towards the bed.

The window was open, and the bright moonlight illuminated the room. Because the man did not put down the bed curtain, his lying figure was visible at a glance.

Tang Huan sat on the bed and looked at the man in satisfaction. As she watched, she couldn’t resist the temptation to touch his fair and handsome face. Even when he slept, his expression was cold. Will his body be warmer?

However, when her fingers were only a few inches away from his face, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and Tang Huan knew something was wrong. Before she could run away, a bright light flashed, and she felt cold on her neck. By the time she could react, she already felt an excruciating pain in her throat.

She covered her neck with her hand. Warm blood oozed from her fingers like tea overflowing in a cup.

Tang Huan wanted to curse someone!

She just wanted to ‘pick’ 2 a man. Why did she have to be killed for that?

Her vision blurred, and she couldn’t see the man’s expression clearly. She could only tell that he seemed to be sitting up, facing her, and wiping his sword.

She didn’t want to die. She hadn’t even had a taste of a man yet!

Tang Huan pressed the jade bracelet on her wrist as her body fell back uncontrollably.

He killed her, so she wanted him to die as well, and she wanted him to die with blue balls. Her bracelet contained “Nine Joy”, a sex poison left for her by her master before her death. When a man smelled it, he would fall into a coma on the spot, with his rod pointing to the sky, and die from excessive ejaculation after nine spring dreams 3 .

As the back of her head touched the ground, she no longer felt any pain. She only glared at the man.

Song Mo felt her gaze and took a glance at the floor.

The woman died with her eyes staring wide open at him.

He was unmoved. No matter what her intention was, she deserved to die for breaking into his room in the middle of the night.

Wearing his soft sword back on his waist 4 , Song Mo stood up and prepared to leave.

But the next thing he knew, the strength in his body disappeared, and he fell back on the bed.

Heat waves were rising from the bones of his limbs.

Song Mo furrowed his brows, knowing that he had fallen into a trap. He dared not waste any time, so in the same lying down position, he quickly concentrated on controlling his spiritual energy to force the licentious poison out of his body.

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When a person dies, their soul disperses. Tang Huan witnessed her soul flying out of her own body.

Even if there were no tears, she still wanted to cry.

Her master died, and finally no one could ground her anymore, but why did she have to die right after leaving the mountains! She hadn’t lived enough yet! She didn’t want to go to the underworld to see her master!

A white shadow flashed in front of her, and a beautiful woman suddenly appeared saying, “Oh, you stinky brat! I sensed you were in danger, so I turned down an excellent man who threw himself at me to rush here to save you. And you didn’t even miss me at all?”

“Master, aren’t you…” Tang Huan was stunned, and her thoughts were jumbled. “Master, please save me! I haven’t gotten the chance to taste a man yet. I don’t want to die!” she begged. Growing up with her master, she had become accustomed to asking her master for help whenever she encountered any difficulties. Now that she had become a ghost, she was not surprised to see her master who was also a ghost.

Her master hated iron for not becoming steel 5 and scolded her, “Who told you to be disobedient? I told you to practise your kung fu before going down the mountain, but you didn’t listen. You thought you’d be fine just by mastering the Lightness Skill? In fact, you would still be fine with your half-assed kung fu if you had ‘picked’ the young masters and nobles, but look at who you chose! This man is even stronger than me in martial arts. ‘Picking’ him…are you trying to kill yourself?”

“But I had no idea he was good at martial arts…” Tang Huan lowered her head dejectedly.

Her master snorted, too lazy to argue with her disciple. “Never mind. Treat this as a lesson. Next time, make sure you have a chance of survival before acting,” she said while grabbing Tang Huan’s shoulders and pressing her soul back into her body.

Tang Huan’s soul returned, and her lifeless eyes immediately lit up. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she continued to lie down for a while before getting up and exclaiming, “Master, have you become an immortal? You can even bring me back to life!”

Her master glanced at her, touched her healed wound, and sighed, “Immortal? In your dreams! I’m just a little ghost. Because I ‘picked’ King Yama and he pampered me, he gave me a little magic. Ah Huan-ah, I’m not powerful enough to help you out of danger. Besides, a life is worth a life. If Song Mo dies because of you, you will not survive as well. You can only live if you personally detoxify him and save his life.”

“What?!”

Tang Huan’s eyes widened in shock. She couldn’t be bothered to ask how her master knew the man’s name. “But there is no cure for Nine Joy!” she cried out in despair. Her master had told her that Nine Joy was the most poisonous sex poison in their Flower Picking Sect.

Her master nodded. “Of course I know there is no cure, but I have a little trick that could help you enter his dreams. As long as you can make him willingly make love with you in every dream, after the ninth dream is over, you’ll both be saved.”

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(Pic source https://www.chinasage.info/architecture.htm ) 采 (Collect/pick): The word 采 was from the term 采花贼 (Flower picking thief), it was a nickname given to men who break into other people’s houses to rape women in the old days. 春梦 (Spring dream): Wet dream. 软剑 (Soft sword): A type of sword that could be bent and worn on the waist like a belt.

(Pic source https://www.360kuai.com/mob/transcoding?url=9ee0112aa2e393214&cota=3&kuai_so=1&sign=360_7bc3b157 ) 恨铁不成钢 (Hate iron for not becoming steel) (Idiom): To be resentful of somebody for failing to meet expectations and impatient to see improvement.