Read Novel Full Reborn into a New Sect, the Pitiful Girl is Doted on by All the Big Shots Chapter 264
Chapter 264 I Want to Hold You Too
Her eyes instantly reddened, her voice as soft as a dream yet carrying unbelievable ecstasy and sorrow.
Da Hua and Xiao Lie quickly squeezed their way to the front of the crowd.
“Holy shit!” Da Hua couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice when he saw the scene clearly. “It’s him!”
She instinctively looked up toward the upper right—exactly as expected!
At the same time, many cultivators around also noticed the commotion and sword aura above. Everyone raised their heads to see a blazing red figure leaping gracefully from a flying sword and landing lightly on the ground.
She seemed completely unaware of the dense crowd around her and the pervasive biting cold. Her eyes were locked solely on that white figure, and then—
Without hesitation, she dashed toward him.
The originally ordinary disguised appearance began to fade away like a thin veil dissipating, replaced by an extraordinarily beautiful, Spirit Qi-radiant face.
Her features were clear as a painting, her skin fairer than snow. Even amidst the sparkling jewels and rare treasures filling the venue, her striking beauty remained utterly unconcealed as her red robes fluttered.
Shen Ci moved like the wind, her blazing red attire cutting a fiery trail through the icy air. Her gaze was nailed to that white figure, seeing nothing else.
Even You Ying on the ground seemed to sense something, lifting her head to stare blankly at the rushing red figure, murmuring unconsciously:
“A-Ci…”
Mo Cheng clearly noticed this unusual disturbance and aura too. His face, veiled with plain gauze, turned slightly toward the direction Shen Ci was coming from. His entire body stiffened as if frozen by an invisible force.
One step… two steps… three steps…
Shen Ci finally reached him.
Without the slightest hesitation or delay, she spread her arms and threw herself into Mo Cheng’s embrace with all her strength, like a weary bird returning to the forest.
The impact was so strong it made Mo Cheng stagger slightly.
The icy, bone-chilling cold surrounding him seemed to hesitate momentarily upon touching her warm body, as if scalded.
Shen Ci buried her face deeply in his cool clothing, her voice choked with emotion.
“Brother Mo… I’ve finally found you.”
This embrace felt as if it had crossed countless mountains and rivers, transcended life and death, and spanned eight long, heartbreaking years.
Complete silence fell over the venue.
You Ying stared fixedly at Shen Ci’s back as she tightly wrapped her arms around Mo Cheng’s waist, her nails digging so deeply into her palms they nearly drew blood.
No… This shouldn’t be happening!
Master never allowed anyone to get close, even disliking physical contact. Even when she was his most favored disciple, whom he taught everything he knew, he never permitted such intimacy!
Mo Cheng’s usually straight and firm posture now seemed somewhat rigid. Reason told him he should push away this unfamiliar young woman who had suddenly rushed into such intimate contact.
But…
Why did the pervasive cold around him retreat as if encountering its nemesis the moment she threw herself into his arms?
Why did his heart, long frozen and beating only for revenge, suddenly ache with such sour swelling pain at the sight of her that he could barely breathe?
His gauze-covered eyes looked down at the trembling shoulders of the young woman in his arms.
Xiao Lie sidled up to Da Hua, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the two figures locked in a tight embrace in the clearing. His voice unconsciously dripped with thick sourness: “Hua, Hua-Hua… So that’s A-Ci’s Brother Mo…”
He sniffled and muttered under his breath: “Why does it feel like… A-Ci likes him more.”
Da Hua wore an expression that clearly said “took you long enough to realize,” understandingly patting his shoulder as she lowered her voice: “You’ll get used to it, silly wolf. A-Ci once carved out her own heart’s blood to save him, nearly didn’t wake up…”
Before she could finish, an atmosphere-shattering roar exploded through the crowd like thunder:
“It’s… it’s you!”
Chuiyu Sect Leader Liu Yuqi pushed through the crowd, pointing a trembling finger at Shen Ci, his beard quivering with rage: “You yellow-haired brat! I’ve searched for you far and wide! So you’ve been hiding with a disguise all along!”
Flames of fury blazing in his eyes, he suddenly swept his sleeve and shouted sharply:
“Chuiyu Sect disciples, heed my command! Seize that red-clad girl! Retrieve the Ice Lotus!!”
Da Hua slapped her forehead, suddenly remembering this matter and hopping anxiously: “Shit! Almost forgot about these annoying pests!”
While fleeing, she craned her neck and shouted toward Shen Ci: “A-Ci! Stop hugging! Enemies will reach the battlefield in five seconds!!!”
Hearing this, Shen Ci’s heart tightened, instantly sobering from the excitement of reunion. She released her arms from around Mo Cheng and turned toward the source of the noise, seeing Liu Yuqi leading hundreds of Chuiyu Sect disciples charging over furiously.
“Damn, Chuiyu Sect!” she cursed under her breath, yet reacted swift as lightning.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Ci firmly grasped Mo Cheng’s hand, turned and dashed in the opposite direction, shouting over her shoulder without looking back:
“Brother Xiao! Tie up that blue-clothed one on the ground! Run!!”
“Got it!” Xiao Lie responded briskly and decisively.
He spun around, his large hand shooting out to effortlessly lift the collar of the limp You Ying from the ground like picking up a chick. Then, he threw back his head and released a piercing wolf howl that echoed through the clouds.
“Awooo—!!!”
The terrifying spiritual pressure belonging to the Snowy Domain Wolf King erupted mercilessly like a tangible tidal wave, crashing down upon the charging Chuiyu Sect members.
Liu Yuqi and several disciples at the front felt their breath catch, as if they’d slammed into an invisible ice wall. With their qi and blood churning, their charge was forcibly halted.
Seizing this opening, Xiao Lie pushed off with his feet, his figure leaping up like an arrow from a bow. Carrying You Ying, he swiftly chased after Shen Ci and Mo Cheng’s departing figures.
They left behind a crowd of cultivators still standing dazed on the spot, slowly recovering as they looked at each other in confusion.
Among the crowd, a young female cultivator gazed in the direction Mo Cheng had disappeared, clutching her face as she whined with envy and jealousy: “Wuwuwu… I want to hug him too! That’s Mingyue Xianzun! I’d die happy just to hug him once, wuwuwuwu!”
A companion immediately poured cold water on her dreams: “Don’t daydream! With the chilling aura around the immortal, ordinary people would freeze into ice statues within three feet. You still want to hug him? Have a death wish?”
“Hey, wait…” another person stroked their chin, puzzled, “Why wasn’t that red-clad girl afraid of freezing? She hugged him so tightly, and the immortal did not push her away… Doesn’t make sense…”
“He’s just good-looking.”
“I’m good-looking too!”
With these words, the crowd immediately fell into a new round of whispers and wild speculations.
Among the crowd, a blue-robed cultivator stood transfixed, staring blankly at the receding figures of Shen Ci, Mo Cheng, and their companions.