Was it you that night?
Chapter 208 - 206: His Catastrophe, Her Fate

Chapter 208: Chapter 206: His Catastrophe, Her Fate

Dongfang Wuya organized his language before responding in a rather vague manner, "Indeed, we are of the same generation. I am the youngest in my family, and you are also the youngest in yours, aren’t we peers then?"

It was just that he would have to add a few zeros to her age, but what he said wasn’t incorrect, they were indeed of the same generation.

Shen Qinghe felt that his logic was sound and pursued further, "Don’t you have any brothers or sisters? Are there other relatives in your family?"

After asking, she felt she shouldn’t have been so nosy. Dongfang Wuya probably wouldn’t answer.

To her surprise, this time he did answer her question, "All other members of my family have passed away. Since birth, I’ve been living alone. I found life too monotonous, so I taught myself some things to pass the time."

Shen Qinghe’s eyes brightened as she said with keen interest, "Like alchemy, like refining puppets?"

Dongfang Wuya’s lips curved slightly as he gently pinched her cheek, "Very clever. But I learn things quickly, and once I’ve mastered them, they become boring. So I went to play in the South Desolate Continent to pass time, but who knew..."

Shen Qinghe was listening intently, but when Dongfang Wuya stopped speaking, she looked at him to find him showing the same gloomy expression he had when he mentioned Snow Bone Grass before.

She spoke with heartfelt concern, "The unpleasant past is behind us. If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t. From now on, I’ll accompany you. You won’t be lonely anymore."

A warmth filled Dongfang Wuya’s heart. He pulled her to sit at the edge of the bed, "There’s nothing I can’t tell you. You are about to become my bride, you should know about my affairs. But don’t be afraid of the words I will say next. No matter what happens in the future, no matter if I go far away, you are my woman. One day I will return to find you."

He had not wanted to drag her into his desolate world. After all, she had suffered enough in the past. A girl like her should live a secure and happy life.

He had pushed her away as much as possible, but in the end, because of Xiao Bai and Meng Yun, he became intimately close to her.

Perhaps this was his fate, and hers as well.

When Shen Qinghe heard Dongfang Wuya’s words, her eyes reddened, and she felt very sorry for him, "Is there someone evil who wants to harm you?"

She remembered him saying that he too once had a Snow Bone Grass, but it was stolen, which meant someone wanted to harm him.

As powerful as he was, it seemed someone had harmed him to the extent that he couldn’t return home.

Seeing the pity in Shen Qinghe’s eyes, Dongfang Wuya kissed her on the lips involuntarily.

Shen Qinghe wanted to shy away in embarrassment, but considering his sad ordeal, she couldn’t bear to make him more upset. Besides, his kisses were gentle as the breeze, and she soon felt dazed by his affection.

Dongfang Wuya chose to stay at Simple Residence Courtyard tonight. His original plan was only to let Shen Qinghe get used to his presence, not wanting to be rash and frighten her.

After all, they were not yet wed, and it seemed inappropriate to sleep together so soon.

But once he kissed her, all rationale flew out of his mind. He even found himself a convincing reason: dual cultivation with her would benefit her practice, speeding up her advancement.

Moreover, having been abstinent for years, and finally finding a woman he liked—who was now his to claim—why should he continue to exercise restraint?

Shen Qinghe never imagined that while they were discussing Dongfang Wuya’s past, in the blink of an eye she’d find herself beneath him, embarking on a shameless journey of dual cultivation...

Shen Zhiyao was in the courtyard, sighing mournfully.

At first, she held onto a sliver of hope that Dongfang Wuya’s overnight stay was just for pure conversation under the quilt with Qinghe, but the reality disappointed her.

Dongfang Wuya had set up a barrier, and this time she couldn’t see anything, nor hear anything, but she knew that Qinghe had been completely devoured by Dongfang Wuya.

Why couldn’t her naive sister simply refuse people? This was about the girl’s purity; how could the foolish Qinghe have been so easily devoured by Dongfang Wuya?

That night, Shen Zhiyao didn’t sleep a wink, watching helplessly as the dark turned to light without any sign of Dongfang Wuya emerging, she was so anxious she didn’t know what to do.

So she waited from dawn till dusk again, but Dongfang Wuya still hadn’t come out of her sister’s bedroom.

Unable to wait any longer, she tried to get closer to take a look, but a barrier blocked her path; she simply couldn’t get near.

Feeling helpless, she sat down on the threshold, looking out at the Sky Pole Sect in the night, sighing deeply, when suddenly a dark shadow approached her, giving her a fright.

When she realized it was Wu Ke, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Elder Wu, is there something you need?"

"I heard Wuya has not yet left the Simple Residence Courtyard, so I specifically came to check," Wu Ke said, sitting down next to Shen Zhiyao.

Shen Zhiyao glared at him, "What’s it to you?"

Wu Ke smiled mischievously, "It seems all men in the world are dark-hearted; Wuya too is a man obsessed with beauty..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Elder Wu? Mr. Wuya is not like you. Our Qinghe has an engagement with Mr. Wuya, they will be wed soon," Shen Zhiyao said, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

Not like this Elder Wu, who dallied here and there, today with one person, tomorrow with another, a complete lecher.

"Indeed, Qinghe is going to be wed so soon. Considering you’re much older than her, have you ever thought about getting married?" Wu Ke asked kindly.

Shen Zhiyao thought to herself, why was Elder Wu speaking like this? Was he insinuating that she was old?

"Whether I marry or not, what’s it to you, Elder Wu?" Shen Zhiyao stood up, moving further away from Wu Ke.

Wu Ke followed and said to Shen Zhiyao, "You’re not getting any younger; I think it’s better to marry sooner rather than later. If you really can’t find a man who matches you, I suppose I could marry you, as a last resort..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhiyao instantly jumped a good distance away, her heart racing, half-believing she had misheard.

Seeing her react so strongly, Wu Ke felt a bit hurt.

Although he was a bit of a playboy, he was suave, not sleazy; did Shen Zhiyao really need to be this frightened?

"Please leave, Elder Wu, I won’t be hosting you," said Shen Zhiyao, as she dodged into the Simple Residence Courtyard.

She suddenly felt that she hadn’t misheard; Wu Ke’s sudden attempt to seduce her must be because of the task Nan Sheng had entrusted to him before she left. He was just waiting to have her in his grasp and become love-struck, then strike a lethal blow.

Such a seduction trap was truly malicious!

Thinking she might one day die at Wu Ke’s hands, her primary task was to practice diligently, to improve her cultivation base. Her cultivation base lagged far behind Wu Ke’s, and Qinghe couldn’t protect her forever; she must become powerful on her own.

Hence, she turned her sorrow into motivation, cultivating while waiting for Dongfang Wuya to emerge.

But after waiting two more days with no movement inside the room, she truly began to wonder if Qinghe had been devoured without leaving any remains.

Inside the bedroom, Shen Qinghe felt refreshed and full of vigor, as the dual cultivation with Dongfang Wuya had purified her spiritual energy increasingly, she even felt as if she was about to make a breakthrough any moment.