Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

“This is all about exchanging family interests. No one really cares about your feelings. Come with me!” Lu Hao’s eyes were sincere as he extended his hands to the two women.

Yi Shuishui lowered her beautiful eyes, the sunset glow falling on her long, flowing dress, outlining her graceful figure. The snow-white skin at her neckline radiated a jade-like luster. She slightly raised her eyes and met Lu Hao's burning gaze.

Her eyes darted away, but after a moment of struggle, she finally reached out her soft little hand and took his.

The moment their palms touched, Lu Hao felt as if he were enveloped by a warm ocean, so tightly that he couldn't help himself and, almost unconsciously, gently traced the wrinkled lines of Yi Shuishui's soft, pink palm.

"Mmm..." Yi Shuishui couldn't help but open her full red lips and let out a soft moan. She felt as if Lu Hao's fingertips had magic power, and a tingling electric current swept through her whole body. She staggered and almost collapsed, but in the end, she subconsciously grabbed his arm.

Yi Shuishui's collar slipped slightly, and Lu Hao glanced at it, unable to help but swallow hard.

"So sensitive!" Lu Hao leaned down and whispered in her ear.

Feeling his burning breath and Lu Hao's hard, iron-like arm, Yi Shuishui's pretty face flushed crimson. With a girlish coquettish tone, she replied in a telepathic voice, "Can't you be serious for a moment?"

"I can't be serious with you at all!" Lu Hao said excitedly when he saw Yi Shuishui showing him a girlish and coquettish expression for the first time.

"Ahem, we're having a big meeting right now. I advise you two to be mindful of your image and not flirt in public!" The old patriarch coughed lightly.

Although he didn't know the conversation between the two, their eyes were practically glued to each other. One was almost falling into the other's arms with a coquettish look on her face, while the other's eyes were so fiery that it seemed like she wanted to devour the other alive. It was clear that they were up to no good.

"Let's go, and live a life of blissful companionship from now on!" Lu Hao ignored the old clan leader and spoke to Yi Shuishui with infinite tenderness.

"Get lost! Who wants to live a life of blissful companionship with you!" Yi Shuishui glared at Lu Hao with her beautiful eyes, reverting to her fiery personality, but her gaze was clearly different from before.

"You absolutely cannot leave!" When the old patriarch saw Lu Hao leading the two women out of the hall, he mustered up his courage and blocked their way, shouting sternly.

"How many lives do you have to dare to stand in my way!" Lu Hao's smile vanished instantly, and he drew his longsword, pointing it directly at the old patriarch's brow, before continuing downwards.

"Pfft!" The old patriarch's brow was instantly pierced by the sword energy, and a line of blood shot out from the back of his head, which was extremely dazzling in the setting sun. A bloodstain on his front extended from his brow all the way to his crotch, and blood continued to spurt out.

With just a casual sword strike, Lu Hao revealed his terrifying swordsmanship skills; no one in the arena even saw how he drew his sword.

The old patriarch stared wide-eyed in disbelief before collapsing to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.

"Remember, Lu Hao is unstoppable!" Lu Hao defeated the old patriarch with ease, then turned around arrogantly, pointed at all the shocked crowd, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The three of them walked out of the hall, and no one dared to stop them.

"You killed the old patriarch!" Yi Shuishui was startled by this sudden turn of events and couldn't help but tug at Lu Hao's sleeve. Her breathing was rapid, and her collar opened slightly with each breath, revealing skin that shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Don't get too worked up!" Lu Hao took a light breath and then slowly explained.

"I didn't kill that old dog. He was just scared out of his wits and collapsed!" Lu Hao said with a smile. Of course, he couldn't really kill the clan leader. After all, this was Zi Xuan's family. Killing him would easily cause internal strife, which was something he didn't want to see. Besides, he had already achieved his goal.

As the group gradually walked away, the old patriarch's sigh of relief at surviving the ordeal echoed from the main hall.

"This child is terrifying; his future potential is limitless!" The old patriarch stared at the spot where Lu Hao had disappeared, his face filled with shock.

"You little beast, you ruined my plans!" Qi Hu stood in the corner, his eyes filled with venom, before quietly leaving.

Lu Hao took Yi Shuishui back to pack their luggage. Zi Xuan was also helping. The room was full of the two women's busy figures. Whenever the two women lowered their heads, he would look down at them with a deep and unfathomable gaze.

"Are you sick?" Zi Xuan couldn't help but yell angrily when she saw Lu Hao standing in front of her like a human wall.

Yi Shuishui was equally speechless. She had just looked down when she looked up and saw Lu Hao standing on the table, looking down at her.

"How boring, how boring!" Lu Hao stopped teasing the two women and slowly walked into the backyard.

Looking at the two large water vats in the backyard with a hint of boredom, he became somewhat interested. He slowly dipped his finger into the water and began to stir it. Sometimes a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the water, and sometimes two columns of water shot into the sky. His hand speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

"Lu Hao, if you really have nothing better to do, go and take down my husband's memorial tablet. Remember to be careful!" Yi Shuishui beckoned to Lu Hao. A gentle breeze blew by, making her graceful figure even more perfect. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be encircled by a single hand. A few strands of black hair fluttered slightly on her beautiful face, and a few glistening beads of sweat slid down her delicate chin, along her long neck, until they disappeared into her collar.

"Here it comes!" Lu Hao flicked his finger, and the two water vats shattered, with water shooting out continuously.

He slowly walked to a memorial tablet with a portrait of a handsome man on it; this was the memorial tablet of Yi Shuishui's husband.

"You're so thoughtful!" Yi Shuishui couldn't help but whisper when she saw Lu Hao preparing to pay respects to her husband's memorial tablet.

Lu Hao took out three incense sticks, lit them, and offered prayers to the memorial tablet before inserting the incense into the incense burner.

“Brother, go ahead with peace of mind. I want to take care of your beautiful wife and your pretty daughter. I will make sure they live a happy and carefree life together in the future!” Lu Hao said with an unprecedented serious expression and bowed three times respectfully.

"Crack!" As Lu Hao finished speaking, the memorial tablet exploded from the middle.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Waaah..." Yi Shuishui burst into tears upon seeing the memorial tablet shatter, and Zi Xuan's beautiful eyes were also filled with tears.

"Your late husband was probably too happy, but he couldn't express it, so he could only express his excitement and relief by cracking open the memorial tablet," Lu Hao analyzed with a serious expression.

The two women, their faces filled with sorrow, clutched the broken memorial tablet and followed Lu Hao away from this place of grief.