Chapter 65: Discussion With Liu Xue In Her Room
Once Qingwu and Liu Xue were out of earshot, Xia Bingling turned towards Wang Li, a sly smile dancing on her lips. “So,” she began, a hint of amusement in her voice, “looks like we have a tight schedule tonight, wouldn’t you agree?”
Wang Li chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
His hand, seemingly on autopilot, drifted towards Xia Bingling’s waist, gently slipping beneath the silken fabric of her dress. A gasp escaped her lips as his fingers grazed a particularly sensitive spot. A low moan rumbled in her throat, sending shivers down her spine.
“One night?” she managed, her voice breathless. “Are you sure that’s enough, considering Liu Xue’s identity and possible resilience?”
Wang Li leaned in closer, his lips brushing her ear.
“One night,” he murmured, his voice a husky whisper, “is all I need.” A playful grin spread across his face. “Trust me, my dear, my skills are more than enough to charm even the most… resolute cultivator.”
A shiver of anticipation danced down Xia Bingling’s spine.
Though a part of her worried about Liu Xue remaining unmoved, the overwhelming desire for Wang Li’s touch quickly eclipsed her apprehension.
With a sigh that was half surrender, half anticipation, she led him towards her chambers, the promise of a passionate encounter hanging heavy in the air.
Meanwhile, as dusk settled over the Xia Family Manor, casting long shadows across the courtyards, Liu Xue settled into her guest room.
Unlike Xia Bingling’s opulent chamber, decorated with opulent furnishings and vibrant tapestries, this room was designed for serenity.
Soft, calming tones dominated the décor, and the air held a faint scent of sandalwood incense.
Yet, a restlessness simmered beneath Liu Xue’s calm facade. Qingwu’s sudden rise in cultivation base, coupled with Wang Li’s cryptic words from their previous encounter, gnawed at her curiosity.
The afternoon sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the Xia Family Manor. Inside Liu Xue’s guest room, tranquility reigned. After a light lunch, she had decided to indulge in a short nap, her body craving a moment of rest after the journey.
As dusk settled, painting the room in hues of violet and orange, Liu Xue’s eyes fluttered open.
She rose from the cushioned bed and settled into a meditative posture, channeling her spiritual energy according to her cultivation technique. The air crackled with a faint hum as she balanced and refined her aura.
Suddenly, a sharp rapping startled her from her trance. Annoyed at the interruption, she called out, “Who is it? What do you want?”
A familiar voice drifted through the door. “It’s Wang Li. May I have a word with you?”
Hesitantly, Liu Xue pondered the request. Curiosity wrestled with her desire for continued meditation. However, a spark of something else ignited within her. Perhaps it was the opportunity to discuss her own questions, or maybe a chance to subtly probe the man who remained an enigma.
“Come in,” she conceded.
The smooth click of the latch announced Wang Li’s arrival. He moved with an air of practiced grace, taking a seat across from her on the low table. A tense silence hung in the air before he spoke.
“Liu Xue,” he began, his voice low and serious, “I wanted to check in on your progress with the investigation. Have you managed to uncover any evidence that could refute those slanderous accusations against the Wang Family?”
Liu Xue sighed, a hint of frustration evident in her voice. “So far,” she admitted, “it’s been a frustrating endeavor. I’ve visited several news agencies and spoken to individuals who disseminated these rumors, but none of them have any concrete proof. It’s as if this whole thing sprouted from thin air.”
Wang Li’s expression darkened. “No real evidence? That’s useless. This is a deliberate smear campaign, and it’s infuriating that they have the audacity to attack the Wang Family without a shred of truth to back it up.”
“Don’t worry,” Liu Xue assured him, a spark of determination lighting up her eyes. “It’s not a complete dead end. While I haven’t found any evidence of the alleged connection to demonic forces, there might be another approach. What if we focused on showcasing the Wang Family’s past actions against demonic sects and cultivators?”
Wang Li’s head snapped up, a flicker of interest replacing his earlier dejection. “Explain yourself,” he urged, leaning forward in his chair.
A smile played on Liu Xue’s lips. “We could gather evidence of historical battles where the Wang Family played a crucial role in thwarting demonic ambitions. We could highlight specific incidents where they inflicted significant damage on demonic groups. By showcasing the Wang Family’s history of fighting against demonic forces, we could build a strong case that they would never be in league with such entities.”
A wave of relief washed over Wang Li. “That’s brilliant, Liu Xue! That would definitely turn the public opinion in our favor. They need to see that the Wang Family are a valuable asset in the fight against demonic forces, not some secret collaborators.”
“Exactly!” Liu Xue agreed, her voice rising with confidence. “With enough evidence, I could influence the Jade Lotus Palace to issue a formal statement, declaring these accusations baseless. This would carry significant weight and help clear the Wang Family’s name.”
A satisfied smile spread across Wang Li’s face. “I knew I could count on you, Liu Xue.”
He leaned forward further, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Would your Jade Lotus Palace be willing to issue a statement on your findings, declaring these accusations as false?”
Liu Xue nodded, a knowing glint in her eyes. “If we gather enough evidence, it would be within reason for the Jade Lotus Palace to publicly refute these claims. We value truth and wouldn’t hesitate to stand against such malicious slander.”
Wang Li exhaled a breath of relief, a weight seemingly lifted from his shoulders. They had a plan, a real chance to combat the fabricated narrative.
Suddenly, the air in the room shifted. The playful glint returned to Liu Xue’s eyes as she changed the subject. “Speaking of cultivation, Wang Li,” she began, her voice adopting a teasing tone, “I have a question.”
Wang Li raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the sudden shift. “Ask away.”
“Is your… ahem, unique ability the reason behind Qingwu’s sudden rise in cultivation?” she inquired, leaning forward with an impish grin.
Wang Li met her gaze steadily. “The same thing I told you in the cave,” he replied. “Through physical contact, I can strengthen a woman’s Spiritual Roots and elevate her potential.”
A mischievous grin spread across Liu Xue’s face. “And you did promise,” she reminded him, “that if I helped clear your family’s name, you’d use this ability on me.”
Wang Li chuckled, a playful glint in his eyes. “Technically,” he began, drawing out the word for emphasis, “you haven’t completed the agreement yet.”
Liu Xue raised a hand in mock surrender. “But consider this,” she countered, “I’ve spent days gathering information, putting myself at risk by venturing into less-than-reputable circles, all to help you. Surely, that deserves some… reward, wouldn’t you say?”
A playful tension filled the air. Wang Li leaned closer, his hand hovering near hers. “Are you saying,” he asked, his voice a husky whisper, “you wouldn’t mind me… touching you?”
Liu Xue’s heart hammered against her ribs. She knew the risks of getting involved with Wang Li, yet the prospect of his unique ability was too tempting to ignore. With a deep breath, she extended her hand, her palm facing upwards.
Without hesitation, Wang Li clasped her hand in his. As their skin touched, a surge of energy pulsed between them. Liu Xue gasped, a jolt of euphoria unlike anything she’d ever experienced shooting through her body, tingling at the very core of her being.
It was an undeniable sensation, an infusion of pure energy unlike anything she had ever experienced. This was the power he spoke of; the power to enhance her cultivation talent.
“This is incredible,” she breathed, her voice tinged with awe.
Wang Li chuckled, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. “This is just a taste,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. “The more… physical contact there is,” he continued, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper, “the stronger the effect becomes.”
As if to illustrate his point, he gently grasped her other hand. The moment their skin touched, a wave of euphoria even more intense than before washed over Liu Xue. Her eyes fluttered shut, a moan escaping her lips as the energy coursed through her, invigorating her very core. She felt lighter, sharper, her senses heightened. This was power, raw and intoxicating.
Instinctively, driven by a primal desire for more, Liu Xue pressed her body closer to Wang Li. The warmth radiating from him was a beacon, urging her forward. He didn’t resist, his hand finding a comforting place on her lower back, gently guiding her closer.
The room faded away, replaced by a symphony of sensations. The touch of his hands, the warmth of his body, the addictive euphoria that pulsed through her very being – it was all-consuming.
Time seemed to lose its meaning as they remained entangled, two figures lost in a world of their own creation.
Two incense sticks burned down to mere embers, casting an ethereal glow over their embrace.
Finally, Wang Li pulled back slightly, his eyes gleaming with a newfound intensity. “There’s another level,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “Intimate contact… it amplifies the effect exponentially.”
