Chapter 83
“What are you doing?”
It was just an ordinary question, but combined with Qu Panyan’s ice-cold expression, it felt like a devil’s interrogation. One wrong answer could mean the end of her life.
A Nasha was taken aback and inwardly lamented.
She really wasn’t used to wearing such long skirts!
Now it was embarrassing; she embarrassed herself in front of the Saintess, and now her life might be at risk!
She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them again, accepting her fate without much consolation.
Ever since experiencing A Yiduo’s temper, she didn’t find the temperament of the new Saintess, Qu Panyan, particularly surprising.
With lowered eyes and a submissive demeanor, A Nasha stood up meekly, but another cold female voice sounded in her ears, soft but filled with a warning tone. However, it wasn’t a warning for her; it was a reminder to their new Saintess.
—”Yan’er.”
Qu Panyan paused, turned to look at Su Lingyu, only to find her gazing intently at her with a hint of concern and nervousness.
In that moment, she felt like a dangerous criminal, and the bowing A Nasha in front of her was an innocent hostage in her hands.
She took a deep breath and exhaled, as if trying to change her mood.
Don’t lose your temper, stay calm.
Don’t disappoint Sister Lingyu.
Stay composed, Qu Panyan, don’t let the ungrateful Heavenly Fire influence you!
Her expression softened slightly as she quietly reached out to entwine her fingers with Su Lingyu’s, and she curved her lips to show a smile. “I’m fine, Sister Lingyu, don’t worry.”
Her eyes didn’t turn red this time, indicating that her killing intent hadn’t been triggered. For her, who could explode in anger over the smallest things recently, this was somewhat good news.
Su Lingyu pursed her lips with a serious expression, only after feeling the affectionate touch of her lover’s hand, she finally relaxed and nodded.
Qu Panyan gave Su Lingyu a reassuring gesture, then turned her attention to A Nasha, scanning her from head to toe before saying, “If the clothes are not suitable, don’t force yourself.”
A Nasha blinked in surprise.
How did the Saintess figure it out?
Qu Panyan sighed and asked, “Does it hurt?”
A Nasha’s eyes widened for a moment, and her mind responded slowly, “Hurt… n-no no no! Not hurt at all!”
Her mind was already in complete chaos.
What was going on?!
Just a moment ago, the Saintess looked like the god of death, but after that girl called out to her, she became gentle like a spring breeze?!
Does the woman by the Saintess’s side have some kind of magic?
Qu Panyan: “…”
A perfectly fine girl, now completely dazed.
She continued to say, “You should go see the physician first.”
A Nasha slowly realized what had happened, her gaze still fixed on the spilled wine on the ground. “But the wine…”
Qu Panyan casually said, “It had already spilled.”
Then she heard A Nasha sigh regretfully, with a look of lament in her eyes as she muttered softly, “But the Dust-Dipselling Wine is so good, it’s such a waste to spill it…”
Having such good wine wasted, A Nasha felt like a heinous criminal!
Qu Panyan: “…”
She finally believed that this was not A Yiduo.
Seeing that the new Saintess intended to spare A Nasha, the chief quickly called her down and sent a tall, sturdy, and cold-faced young man—A Nasha’s guard, Wen Qi, to escort her back to rest.
He was afraid that if he was any later, the new Saintess would change her mind and impose divine punishment!
Qu Panyan watched A Nasha, noticing how her expression changed entirely when she met Wen Qi, with a hint of coquetry—just like the coquettishness she usually directed at Su Lingyu.
Besides coquettishness, there seemed to be heartache, probably still lamenting over the spilled wine…
The chief glanced at the Dust-Dispelling Wine on the ground, then at Qu Panyan and Su Lingyu, hesitated for a moment, and was about to prepare another one for them.
Qu Panyan raised her hand to stop him, and with a serious expression, she said, “Chief, there’s no need to bother. I have important matters to attend to. If there’s anything, we can talk about it later.”
She had come to the Skyfire Tribe so quickly for the Blood Orchids. At first, she calmly waited for A Nasha to bring the wine, out of courtesy and respect for the customs of the hosts. She didn’t expect it to take so long because of A Nasha tripping on her dress in front of her.
The Kang Clan was still waiting for the Blood Orchids to save their lives. If she delayed time on these trivial matters, who knows how many disciples Kang Clan would lose.
The matter of obtaining the flower had to be done quickly, as dragging this out for too long is absolutely not advisable.
Upon hearing it was an urgent matter, the chief dared not delay her any further. Guided by Ba Tu and Wu Yi, they headed towards the location of the Blood Orchids.
Lush greenery covered the surrounding mountains, except for the highest peak, which was cloaked in white as if covered in frost and snow—presenting a pure white expanse when looked at from a distance.
Ba Tu and Wu Yi led them to land on the top of this white peak and pointed ahead, saying, “The Blood Orchids is right behind there.”
Following their gesture, Qu Panyan and Su Lingyu saw a peculiar patch of white thorns ahead, each one sharp and menacing like the teeth of a fierce beast, inspiring fear in anyone who beheld them.
The Blood Orchids lay behind this tightly guarded defense.
Following Wu Yi’s guidance, Qu Panyan cautiously approached the white thorns and raised her hand, her palm igniting into a pure white flame.
The intense heat swept over the thorns, as if telling them: The esteemed master has arrived, quickly making way.
Sensing the imminent danger, the tightly knit thorns suddenly wriggled and twisted, rapidly retreating in all directions. In no time, the view opened up, revealing the true appearance of the Blood Orchids to everyone.
Withered and yellow, flowers faded, leaves wilted—a scene filled with a heavy atmosphere of death.
Qu Panyan was momentarily speechless, not quite understanding the situation—did the previous Saintess forget to water them with blood before leaving…?
Ba Tu calmly observed the desolate scene and spoke, “The Blood Orchids will wither after the previous Holy Child’s ascension and flourish again with the watering from the new Holy Child.”
Once the Holy Child waters them with blood, the Blood Orchids can survive for a long time, and they will remember and appreciate the Holy Child’s care, striving to bloom in return for the bestowed grace. Eventually, they will sense the Holy Child’s ascension and then wither and perish, as if commemorating, mourning, and sacrificing alongside.
Only with the arrival of a new Holy Child, granting them a new life and providing them with a fresh motivation to continue living.
Although they are flowers, they possess great spirituality, just like humans.
Upon hearing, Qu Panyan understood and rolled up her sleeves as she said, “I got it.”
With a bright gleam on her fingertips, she didn’t hesitate and cut through the palm of her right hand. Fresh red blood immediately flowed out from the wound, dripping onto the lifeless soil, like a pitter-patter of spring rain.
Her fresh blood acted as nourishment, granting vibrant vitality to the desolate Blood Orchids. Little by little, they regained their color.
Bright red and passionate, resembling droplets of a vibrant rose.
The once withered Blood Orchids slowly twisted their branches and leaves, instinctively drawing closer to her hand. They raised their flower buds, greedily absorbing her sweet nectar-like blood droplets, and then unfolded into passionate and charming blossoms.
In an instant, it seemed as if a crimson sea of fire had ignited before their eyes, leaving only the vibrant red hue in their pupils. Beneath the pure white foliage, the scene was dazzling, overwhelming their hearts and minds, making it difficult to calm down for a long time.
Qu Panyan gazed at the delicate flower branches carefully winding around her arm, a few drops of cold sweat forming on her smooth forehead. Her gaze gradually turned cold.
“That was enough,” she said.
However, the Blood Orchids were reluctant to end this feast of blood and greedily desiring more.
Qu Panyan’s eyes flashed with determination as she sternly declared, “I said enough!”
Although the amount of blood used to water the flowers was relatively small compared to what was needed to save the entire Kang Clan, probably the difference between a bowl of blood versus several bowls of blood, but…
Why the hell wouldn’t these flowers let go?!
Are they fucking addicted or what?!
Sensing the Saintess’s anger, the Blood Orchids trembled, their flower branches quivering as they retreated.
Qu Panyan slowly lowered her hand, and the light in her eyes gradually faded away.
Before losing consciousness, she couldn’t help but curse in her mind: Damn these motherf*cking dog flowers!
Su Lingyu flashed to her side, gently holding her in her arms, then lifted her right hand, which was covered in blood, and handed it to Wu Yi.
Wu Yi took out pre-prepared bandages and carefully wrapped Qu Panyan’s wound, comforting her, “Please do not worry Saintess’s wife. Let the Saintess rest for a while, and she’ll be fine.”
Regardless of who it was, fainting after losing so much blood was normal.
Su Lingyu nodded slightly, but her eyes still held persistent worry.
Last time, she said it was hurt from cutting a finger, so this time, with her palm cut, wouldn’t it hurt even more?
Thinking about it, Su Lingyu felt a pang of heartache, and she hugged Qu Panyan even tighter.
Ba Tu looked at the revitalized Blood Orchids, then glanced at the unconscious Qu Panyan. Finally, his gaze fell on Su Lingyu as he asked, “Wife of the Saintess, should I go and deliver the flowers now?”
The Saintess was in such a hurry to come to the Skyfire Tribe to get the flowers, undoubtedly to help the Kang Clan as soon as possible. Now that the flowers had bloomed, they naturally needed to be delivered immediately to ease the Saintess’s anxiety.
However, with the Saintess suddenly fainting, they, as the protectors, couldn’t make decisions without authorization. They could only ask the Saintess’s wife for her opinion.
After all, Sect Master Su also had a say in such matters.
Su Lingyu contemplated for a moment and said, “Go.”
She turned to Ba Tu and said, “Ba Tu, I’ll trouble you to go and deliver the Blood Orchids to the head of the Qu Clan.”
Qu Panyan slept for a long time. It was only when the sun set and night fell that she slowly woke up, finding herself in an incredibly spacious wooden cabin.
The cabin was clean and tidy, with simple and elegant decorations. A red carpet with mysterious patterns covered the floor, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Just like… just like the fragrance from Su Lingyu.
Qu Panyan then noticed that she was sleeping on Su Lingyu’s lap!
“Awake?” Su Lingyu’s voice floated down from above, “Does your hand hurt, Yan’er?”
Qu Panyan was taken aback, she looked at her right palm wrapped in several layers of bandages for a while, and suddenly had a bright idea—it was an opportunity!!!
She immediately squeezed out two drops of tears in her eyes, got up, and played the pitiful card, “It hurts… it really hurts…”
Seeing her pitiful appearance, and considering that she was enduring such suffering for the sake of her family, Su Lingyu couldn’t help but sigh softly. She gently held up Qu Panyan’s injured hand and lovingly kissed it over and over again.
Qu Panyan bit her rosy lips. She really wanted Su Lingyu to show some care for her mouth as well, but because of the damn punishment, she couldn’t ask for it herself.
Her heart felt like it was being fried in hot oil—it had been five days since this celestial sister had kissed her on the mouth!!!
She looked at the hand that was receiving Su Lingyu’s favor, and suddenly felt a pang of jealousy for her own mouth. How she wished this queen could shower her with love and attention more evenly1.
But before she could experience such fairness, another person appeared—A Nasha.
Feeling a little fierce today, Qu Panyan decided to go out and meet her. When she saw the various wine jars piled around A Nasha, she finally understood how much she loved drinking and how passionate she was towards her.
She fell into a strange silence.
Her tolerance for alcohol…
Was just terrible.
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Editor: iToon
- “雨露均沾,” which is a Chinese idiom meaning “all people enjoy the same benevolence and favor from a ruler.”
In the context, it suggests that Qu Panyan wishes for equal affection from Su Lingyu – being that she should love her mouth as much as she loves hand (by kissing it) ↩︎
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