Chapter 10: 10.第10章 妖媚美男一枚

When Baili Qingtian accidentally stumbled into this place, he was still wondering whether this was indeed Wuya Residence, when he caught sight of a fiery red shadow upon the great rock by the cliffside. From his perspective, he could only see a silhouette, yet the sense of ease it projected deeply captivated his gaze.

When would he be able to live the life he desired, carefree like this? He was very tired; living such days was truly heart-wrenching. It was just that his identity did not permit him to have such a life; he could truly only steal a glance like this for the time being.

When he heard that ethereal voice, Baili Qingtian's heart trembled violently. That voice was so clear and translucent, so pure, instantly cleansing his weary soul. Someone possessing such a voice must surely possess a peerless countenance; at this moment, he suddenly found himself looking forward to having some kind of encounter with this woman.

"Miss, I am sorry to disturb your rest. I wish to seek an audience with the Saint of Medicine and Poison; I wonder if you could inform me of her whereabouts? I would be most grateful." He slowly walked out from behind the large tree he had been leaning against, facing the woman five paces away. He tried his best to soften his voice, yet he could not mask the underlying coldness within it.

Listening to the low, mellow voice behind her, a beautiful curve rose at the corners of Luo Yu's mouth. This man had clearly suffered internal injuries and was using his inner strength to support himself; she wondered how much longer he could hold out like this. Tilting her head slightly, she stood up while holding the fire fox, facing the man behind her and taking the opportunity to observe this sudden intruder.

What entered Luo Yu's vision was a black-haired man propping himself up against the ground with a sword. He was an exquisitely beautiful man, with eyebrows as graceful as willow leaves and a stature like a jade tree. His pure white silk robes were slightly damp, with thin layers of sweat seeping through the fabric, further accentuating his already perfect, exquisite physique.

His long black hair draped over his snow-white neck, a sight that could almost be described as "dripping with loveliness." It was rare in this world for a man to grow to be such beauty; if one ignored the fact that the hand gripping the sword was bleeding, this man would seem like nothing from the mortal realm.

While Luo Yu was sizing up this sudden arrival, Baili Qingtian was also observing the radiant woman standing before him. Her eyes were like water, yet carried a faint chill, as if they could see through everything. Her fingers were slender, and her skin was like congealed fat—a snowy white tinged with pink, looking as though it could be wrung of water. Her vermilion lips seemed to bloom with laughter.

She was gently stroking the fire fox in her arms, every movement appearing like a dance. Her long hair fell straight to her waist, partially gathered with a butterfly tassel and left to drape loosely over her shoulders, her dark tresses dancing in the wind and releasing a light fragrance. With her slender waist and long limbs, she possessed a transcendent, fairy-like temperament.

She wore a gown of bright red misty gauze embroidered with subtle butterfly patterns, and a silver butterfly fluttered upon her forehead, emitting a faint glow. Her eyebrows were lightly brushed, and though her face bore no makeup, it could not hide her peerless beauty. A crystal necklace around her neck made her collarbones appear even more clear and cold, while the white jade bracelet on her wrist complemented her snow-like skin.

On her feet were a pair of gilded shoes adorned with gemstones. Her beautiful eyes shifted, looking like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the darkness. Her expression was indifferent, like a celestial being who did not partake in the affairs of the mortal world, and the smile curling at the corners of her mouth was as ethereal, void, and magnificent as fireworks.

Such a Luo Yu completely occupied Baili Qingtian's heart. Although he had seen thousands of women, and his own manor was filled with a great many bright and charming flowers, this was the first time he had ever encountered a woman so both fresh and enchanting.