Chapter 217: Dangerous Feminine Encounter; Three Jade-like Beauties!
"Lin'er?"
Turning his head slowly to the side, Yang Wei saw Mu Lin standing close by, her hands on her hips, looking very much like a volcano ready to erupt as she glared at him and Huo Yue, whose butt was settled deep into his crotch.
Huo Yue hadn't noticed Mu Lin's presence yet, so she cupped Yang Wei's cheeks in her hands and shifted his face back to hers. "Don't lose focus now, Wei Shuai. I haven't spent much time with you, so I'd like to do that now, is that selfish?" Her expression appeared desperate for attention, which made her look even more cute and attractive in Yang Wei's eyes.
Wei Shuai? H-how dare she?! Mu Lin's thoughts screamed.
She gnashed her teeth as she looked at the two, tapping her foot on the ground to try to shake off some of her impatience. She was waiting for Yang Wei to explain himself, and the sharpness of her furious eyes was enough to tell him it was going to be a long and mind-aching one.
Soon, Huo Yue heard the sounds of heavy breathing.
What's that sound...?
She was certain it didn't belong to Yang Wei's little dragon — not the one currently poking her butt from underneath, but Yang Wei's pet dragon, Tianyi. This heavy breathing sounded more furious, unlike Tianyi's, which was like that of a cheerful dog whenever she patted him on the head or rubbed his belly.
"Hm?" she said.
Then, she turned back and saw Mu Lin.
Now that Mu Lin and Huo Yue's eyes had met, Mu Lin switched her mood and proudly flicked her long black hair back to flaunt her beauty a bit — maybe to intimidate Huo Yue. Still, even while trying to act casual and confident, Mu Lin couldn't stop her eyes from narrowing at Huo Yue as if she were prey.
I can't deny she looks exceptionally beautiful, and she does seem to have bigger breasts than me, and maybe a larger ass too. And perhaps Yang Wei does have a preference for the innocent type. I mean, he did show interest in that Yuying girl, if I remember correctly... Hmm, wait, this woman looks a bit older than me, so maybe he's... Wait, why am I even trying to defend him though?
But still, should I really be getting angry?
Yang Wei's like the cream of the crop in a world like this; of course, many women would be drawn to him. I already knew this a long time ago, and besides, Feiyan and I already discussed it... He's likely to have more women around him, which is why I made sure he slept with me first.
And unfortunately, *sigh* I didn't get pregnant.
After a long ten seconds of silence, Mu Lin then said, "So, will you just keep sitting on my man's crotch like that? Do you seek death?!" She couldn't stop her voice from raising.
Looking a little lost, Huo Yue got off Yang Wei's crotch and then turned to completely face Mu Lin. She then asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"
When Yang Wei and Mu Lin heard her ask this question, they both looked very confused; their eyes went blank for a moment as the two said, "Eh?"
It wasn't personal knowledge that at least 99% of the disciples of Spirit Harmony Peak would be able to tell who the daughter of the Chief of Spirit Harmony Peak was.
The only right answer as to why a majority of them would know was because Mu Lin had used that title so much that any disciple who didn't know her was either dead, in seclusion for as long as Mu Lin had been an official disciple of the sect, or simply non-existent.
But, in Huo Yue's case, she just wasn't the type to socialize much. She usually stayed on her own, so she knew very few people in the sect, and vice versa.
Mu Lin faced Yang Wei and shouted, "Wei, can't you see what she's trying to do?! She's trying to downgrade my importance in this peak so she can steal you from me! You can't tell me she doesn't know who I, Mu Lin, the one gods sing praises about, am?!" Countless insults flew out of her mouth, which was as wide as a bear trap at the moment.
More surprised than anyone was Huo Yue.
This woman, she seems so violent... is she really the other woman Wei said he's slept with?
Yang Wei tried to calm her, "Li-Lin'er... just—"
Mu Lin refused to give either of them a chance to talk and continued to scream so much that even Tianyi and He Dongmei, who were hiding in the other room, got even more scared. She started stomping her foot on the floor as she dramatically pointed at them, "I won't let her steal you away from me. I-imagine what that would do to my heart, my pride, m-my... I won't let it happen!"
At that point, Yang Wei was at a loss for words. He thought back to the time he told Huo Yue about him and Mu Lin and she took it relatively better than this volcanic erupting Mu Lin. The difference was like drinking cold and hot water. One would numb your tongue a bit but you'd enjoy the feeling of it going down the throat, and the other would burn your tongue before it even got to the throat.
At that point, Yang Wei was at a loss for words. He thought back to the time he told Huo Yue about him and Mu Lin, and she took it relatively better than this volcanic erupting Mu Lin. The difference was like drinking cold and hot water. One would numb your tongue a bit, but you'd enjoy the feeling of it going down the throat, and the other would burn your tongue before it even got to the throat.
Why can't Lin'er just be as sweet as Yue'er... *sigh* You brought this on yourself, Yang Wei. I was hoping she'd handle it like Yue'er did. I mean, I remember how supportive Yue'er was when I told her I couldn't leave my relationship with Lin.
She even said she wasn't sure if she could handle taking care of me all by herself in such a big world, so it'd be best if she had some help—basically, co-wives to assist her in caring of me.
If he wasn't getting shouted at by a mad Mu Lin, he'd be shedding tears of joy at how much of an angel Huo Yue was.
It didn't take long, and a regal and undoubtedly elegant Huo Zirou stepped into the room. She gently took off her conical hat and noticed Huo Yue was around. The moment Huo Yue saw her aunt, her gentle eyes widened into a glare. Yang Wei noticed Huo Yue's glare, and this was the first time he'd ever seen her looking so furious.
"Oh, Yue, you're here..." Huo Zirou looked disappointed.
Huo Yue looked displeased, "Yes, and I'm sure you're so glad to see me." Clearly, a sarcastic reply.
The image of Huo Yue being a gentle angel that spread joy and happiness vanished from Yang Wei's memory.
Even Mu Lin had stopped shouting and looked at Huo Zirou. "Hm?" she said. At that point, no one needed to tell her which man this woman came here looking for and what she wanted from him. "What are you doing here? Perhaps, you're also after my sweet Wei?"
There was no response from Huo Zirou, who gently fluffed her beautiful light-blue hair with some sass so she could amplify her beauty — after all, she was already in her beloved's house, so she should look good.
"I ask again, what are you doing here again, old woman?" Mu Lin said, glaring. "You look too old for my sweet Wei to have any sort of interest in you. If it weren't for your Nascent Soul cultivation base, I'm sure you'd be as old as a bag of bones like old woman Gu Zhi!"
It didn't matter to Mu Lin whether this woman was a Nascent Soul cultivator or not. Her father was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and her sister was a Spirit Ascension cultivator, so she didn't see it as anything to be scared of. That, and the fact that Mu Lin had zero respect for the elderly.
"Me? Old?" Huo Zirou mumbled, her voice trembling with suppressed anger.
If it were anything else that Mu Lin had said, maybe Huo Zirou would simply have ignored it, but the moment Mu Lin entered the discussion of age and compared her to Chief Elder Gu Zhi, she quickly took offense. The furious look on her face said it all. And to add insult to injury, Huo Yue cleared her throat and innocently said, "In all honesty, old aunt Huo, maybe she's right...
I mean, you're unbearably old."
Huo Zirou's eyes went wide with shock and unexpected anger, like a soldier who hadn't slept for days and was hunting for someone to kill.
But the most shocked person present was arguably Yang Wei, who looked at Huo Yue with eyes that bulged out so much it'd only take a little more for them to fall out.
Yue'er... when did you start fanning the flames of violence?