How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World - Chapter 182: Dream Butterfly’s Dilemma

Chapter 182: Dream Butterfly’s Dilemma

Mo Xingyao led Wei Chen into the private room, which had already been prepared for drinking. A set of fragrant wine sat on the table, ready for him. He sat down as Mo Xingyao slowly poured him a cup. He looked at her, noticing her faint smile and the slight blush on her face.

This felt really strange. He had never thought that the girl who drooled over money and liked to bite people would have this kind of side. Come to think of it, was this because she was hiding something?

“Say… do you have something you’re hiding from me?” Wei Chen decided to test the waters.

As expected, Mo Xingyao paused for a brief second. If Wei Chen had not been paying close attention, he might have overlooked it.

“You do have something you’re hiding, huh?” Wei Chen said with a smile, then took a gulp from the wine cup.

The moment the wine entered his throat, he felt a slight heat along with a rich fragrance. This wine was of the highest grade. He did not know why, but he liked it.

“This is nice,” he said, looking at the cup in his hand. “Once more.”

He extended his hand toward Mo Xingyao. She was a bit startled, but she gladly poured for him. She did not know if the thing she got from the Blood Grotto Patriarch would work on Wei Chen. She had heard that he possessed a special physique that allowed him to suppress evil. She was not sure whether an aphrodisiac counted as evil, or how it was even made.

Still, the Blood Grotto Patriarch had told her that this thing could make even enlightened monks act like beasts driven by thirst. To be safe, she poured him another cup. After all, Wei Chen was not a mortal like Dream Butterfly.

Wei Chen drank without care, cup after cup. The more he drank, the more tipsy he felt, and the stronger a certain base urge grew within him. As he looked at Mo Xingyao, he felt an impulse to push her down.

He quickly shook his head to dispel the thought, but the more he tried to suppress it, the more it clung to his mind. He frowned and stared at the wine cup in his hand.

“You… don’t tell me you…” Wei Chen began to realize.

Isn’t this one of those cliché aphrodisiac scenarios from novels? What the hell? Why would this woman even need something like this? All she had to do was ask.

“You realized it, huh?” Mo Xingyao smiled mischievously.

“You! Why would you do this? All you ever needed to do was ask!” Wei Chen said with indignation.

“Just ask?” Mo Xingyao tilted her head in confusion. “Don’t men need something like this before it works? Isn’t this like a spice before the deed?” she asked innocently.

Wei Chen’s face flushed, not from embarrassment, but because whatever this money-grubbing girl had put in the wine was starting to take effect.

“Where did you hear that from?” he asked.

“Huh? My father’s friends, of course. Especially the Blood Grotto Patriarch. He even said that without this thing, his weapon wouldn’t work, and it feels like he’s missing a lot of spice when doing the deed,” Mo Xingyao said proudly.

Wei Chen vaguely recalled who the Blood Grotto Patriarch was, an old man and a friend of his father-in-law, Mo Jue, who had come to celebrate the ceremony today. Does that mean that old man is impotent? Unless he takes something like this cultivation-viagra, his little brother would not have any fighting spirit left. That must be it.

“Do you even know what ’doing the deed’ means?” Wei Chen pressed.

Hearing this, Mo Xingyao’s face flushed. She slapped Wei Chen on his arm. “Don’t look down on me! I was raised by people from the demonic path. Of course I know what it means!”

At that moment, heat surged within Wei Chen. This heat came purely from the drug’s effect. Worse still, this drug had been refined by the great Golden Cauldron Sage of the Golden Cauldron Sect and even mixed with black medicine from the Blood Grotto.

In short, the aphrodisiac Mo Xingyao had obtained was something that could resurrect a long-dead earthworm into a mighty Shai-Hulud from the sands of Arrakis.

Now Wei Chen’s body burned with heat. He even felt pain, and a powerful urge to push down the woman in front of him, the one who had caused all this trouble.

“Huh… wha… why do you look like that? Does it hurt?” Mo Xingyao wanted to check if her fiancé was injured, but she suddenly paused.

Her eyes caught sight of it. The great Shai-Hulud was about to be unleashed.

“Eh… wha… why is it so scary?” Mo Xingyao muttered with trepidation.

Noticing that Wei Chen had gone silent and that his eyes had turned predatory, she panicked.

“Kyaaaa!”

Mo Xingyao quickly ran away. She chickened out at the last moment and rushed to the room where she had kept Dream Butterfly. That good sister of hers should be able to help her with this.

Wei Chen followed the culprit, his mind struggling to maintain clarity. He did not dare go outside, lest something beyond redemption might happen. At this rate, he needed that mischievous woman to take responsibility.

He followed her into the room she had run into. It was a bedroom. Wei Chen saw Mo Xingyao hiding behind the bed where Dream Butterfly was sleeping, using her as a shield.

“You dare use other people as a shield!? Don’t let me catch you!” Wei Chen roared as he moved toward Mo Xingyao.

Mo Xingyao quickly unsealed Dream Butterfly’s acupoints, hoping she would help fend him off, but…

Dream Butterfly rushed toward the nearest person.

“What!?” Mo Xingyao wanted to avoid the ’attack,’ but she could not. She was afraid that any sudden movement might harm Dream Butterfly, who was still a mortal.

In that brief hesitation, she succumbed to Dream Butterfly’s attack.

“Ump!?” Mo Xingyao tried to speak, but her lips were forcefully seized by a kiss.

Dream Butterfly began to “punish” her sister. At first, it was only a light touch of lips, but it quickly escalated. Like a seasoned expert, her kiss deepened, becoming more and more intimate.

A tongue slipped into Mo Xingyao’s mouth, moving in a way that brought a strange mix of unease, exhilaration, and anticipation.

By the time Dream Butterfly pulled away, Mo Xingyao was almost out of breath. Even though she was a cultivator and far stronger than a mortal, at this moment…

It could be said that a mortal had defeated a cultivator. Some forces were simply too difficult to resist.

Dream Butterfly, despite being affected by a powerful aphrodisiac, still retained a sliver of clarity. She was angry at Mo Xingyao. Why had she drugged her with such a thing?

But even more than that, she was angry at herself for not telling her good sister about her condition, the physique that had kept her untouchable until now.

She had never felt the need to disclose it. In her eyes, a mortal like herself would never be allowed to get close to the object of Mo Xingyao’s affection, Lord Wei.

One day, Lady Mo had come to speak with her about him. She knew that she adored her fiancé, and she had feared that Mo Xingyao, as his fiancée and the daughter of the patriarch of the largest demonic sect in Azure River Province, would never allow her near Lord Wei.

But contrary to her expectations, not only did Mo Xingyao allow her to stay close to him, she even allowed a mortal, a courtesan like her, to call her “sister.” To Dream Butterfly, it felt like a dream.

In this world, the difference between mortals and cultivators was like heaven and earth. Cultivators stood at the top. Even if they broke the law, especially against mortals, few would seek justice. If a cultivator killed a mortal and it was not too blatant, no one would pursue it.

As a top courtesan who often mingled with those at the peak of society, she understood this reality well.

Seeking justice for mortals, when there was nothing to gain, was something few would care about. A mortal’s lifespan, compared to a cultivator’s, was like a fleeting breeze. A single period of secluded cultivation could span an entire mortal generation.

She had already been satisfied with the thought of staying by Lord Wei’s side for ten years. Those ten years would be the most dazzling period of her life. After that, she would quietly distance herself, fade into obscurity, and find a secluded place to end her life.

That way, Lord Wei would remember her as she was in her brightest moment, not as a withered husk claimed by time.

That was why she never told Mo Xingyao about her condition…..

A special physique, one that could kill anyone who took her maidenhood, the Primordial Yin Devouring Physique.

And now…

Now, as she looked at Lord Wei, it was clear that he had fallen into the trap Lady Mo had set for him. She wanted to stop herself, yet a part of her… wished for this.

After “punishing” her good sister, Mo Xingyao, she turned toward Lord Wei.

“Lord Wei, after this, I will follow to serve you even into the underworld. This I swear. From this moment on, all of Dream Butterfly belongs to you, body and soul.”

Dream Butterfly spoke softly before reaching out, clutching Mo Xingyao’s hand and pulling her along, bringing her to face Lord Wei and the overwhelming desire he could no longer contain.