Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1242 - 540: Schemes and Machinations

Zhao Qi had her back to the door, her snow-white dress flowing down in front of the sandalwood dressing table, her slightly furrowed brows reflected in the bronze mirror.

Li Yunjing gently pushed the door open and entered the room. Zhao Qi, holding a brush in her jade-like hand, paused but did not turn around. Her tone was slightly mocking: "The Vice Sect Leader of the ’Shenxiao Dao Sect’ is so busy, how come you have time to see a wandering girl like me?"

Before she finished speaking, her nape was already enveloped by a warm breath.

Li Yunjing placed his arms on either side of the dressing table, encircling her in his embrace, his nose gently brushing through the fragrance in her hair: "Jealous? I came to see you as soon as I could."

His fingertips brushed over her reddened eyes in the bronze mirror, his voice softening, "Qi’Er, you should know, I knew them long ago. I’m not someone without feelings. If they’re my women, of course I have to care for them!"

Zhao Qi suddenly turned around, her eyes already moist: "Now that you’re getting married, you only think of me?"

She clutched Li Yunjing’s collar, her fair hand trembling slightly, "I don’t want any status, I just want a sincere word from you! In your heart, what exactly am I?"

"You will have status too!"

Li Yunjing lifted her face, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb, "You are my woman, naturally one of my wives!"

He tucked the stray hair behind her ear, his gaze intense, and gently kissed Zhao Qi’s forehead before continuing, "After the wedding, we’ll head to the ’Land of the Far North’, complete the task, lift the restriction, and I’ll give you a grand wedding too!"

Zhao Qi bit her lower lip, seemingly unconvinced: "How would the Shenxiao Dao Sect allow you to hold weddings again and again..."

But Li Yunjing had already heard a softening tone in Zhao Qi’s voice.

"Since I’m the Vice Sect Leader, I have that capability."

His heart eased, Li Yunjing confidently comforted, "By then, when I become the Sect Leader Venerable, the whole world will be under my feet. If I want to hold another wedding, who would dare say no?"

Hearing Li Yunjing’s earnest promise, a smile finally appeared on Zhao Qi’s face, her heart a mix of surprise and joy.

Seeing her expression relax a bit, Li Yunjing took out a "Storage Ring", handing it to Zhao Qi, saying, "Inside the ring are some elixirs I’ve refined. I hope you can cultivate well, and when we head to the ’Land of the Far North’, it’s best if you can break through to the Golden Core Realm Second Heaven!"

Li Yunjing held Zhao Qi’s jade hand, reminding her, "Once we’ve dealt with the worries, we can truly be together at ease."

"I knew you had many tricks."

Zhao Qi leaned into his embrace, finally breaking into a smile through her tears.

Resting on Li Yunjing’s chest for a moment, she playfully poked his chest with her fingertip, "If you dare go back on your word, I’ll take half of the Trading Company’s spirit stones and flee, find someone to marry, and make you lose face."

"Oh, using others to threaten me?"

Li Yunjing suddenly tightened his arms, holding Zhao Qi firmly in his embrace, his chin rubbing heavily against the top of her hair, deliberately deepening his voice.

The warm breath on her reddened ear felt ticklish, making Zhao Qi’s body gradually warm, her body softening.

"Do you believe I’ll lock you in the ’Shenxiao Mountain Range’ right now, and personally watch you cultivate every day?"

Li Yunjing threatened with a smile.

"The Vice Sect Leader is so busy, I fear you’ll forget about this little woman the moment you turn away."

Zhao Qi lifted her face, still with tears on her lashes, but she deliberately blinked provocatively: "When the time comes, I’ll find a chance to escape again!"

Before her voice faded, there was suddenly a tickle at her waist. Li Yunjing’s fingertips, somehow already exploring the soft flesh at her side, kneaded gently.

"Still daring to be stubborn?"

Li Yunjing mumbled as he bit her earlobe, spiritual power flowing across her skin, making Zhao Qi tremble lightly and curl up.

She struggled to push his chest but had her wrists caught and pressed against the dressing table, the bronze mirror reflecting their intertwined shadows, Zhao Qi’s jade hairpin tilted, blush spreading from her cheeks to her neck.

"Beg for mercy and I’ll let you go."

Li Yunjing let his nose brush over her burning cheek, breathing warm air behind her ear.

Zhao Qi turned her head away, her hair messy on the sandalwood dressing table: "I won’t... ugh!"

Her remaining words were swallowed by a warm kiss, and as lip met lip, Li Yunjing’s palm on her lower back gently caressed, eroding her resistance inch by inch.

After a long time, Zhao Qi, panting, lay in his embrace, her eyes glistening: "You rascal..."

"Heh! You haven’t seen me at my most shameless yet!"

Zhao Qi’s eyes glimmered as she raised her hand to lightly punch his chest, only for Li Yunjing to catch her fingertips and nibble them into his mouth.

Outside, the night wind lifted the curtain, moonlight spilling over the disarray of rouge boxes on the ground. Li Yunjing suddenly scooped her up in his arms, heading towards the bed.

"It’s getting late..."

Zhao Qi, flustered, hooked her arms around his neck, her jade feet dangling.

Li Yunjing arched an eyebrow, tossing her onto the bed with force, his robe slipping to the floor as the "Storage Ring" flashed with a soft light, and the "All-Encompassing Lotus Lamp" automatically lit up, bathing the entire boudoir in a warm, suggestive yellow light: "Tonight, I’ll see who begs for mercy first."

...

The night was long, and Li Yunjing stayed with Zhao Qi for ten days.

During these ten days, the two cultivated the "Yin Yang Harmony Scripture" together, sharing their emotions and discussing the upcoming plans.

After half a month, with no grievances left in Zhao Qi’s heart, Li Yunjing quietly left the "Star Moon Trading Company", heading north.

For you must know, in the northern hub—the "City of Glory", Liu Ruyan was still waiting for him!

"Sigh... all these debts of romance!"

Li Yunjing subconsciously touched his waist, then flew away, rising like a rainbow.