Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 457 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Immortal Venerable 40

The man's black hair was tied under a silver-threaded crown, and his moon-white robe was adorned with lifelike cloud and crane patterns. The jade pendant at his waist gleamed with a faint blue light.

The woman's hair was styled in a high bun like flowing clouds, and her lotus-colored dress was adorned with pearls and tassels. The red jade hairpin swayed gently with her steps, and the subtle fragrance mingled with the incense in the room, creating a strangely sweet scent.

"Young master has a refined taste."

The woman parted her lips slightly, her voice as sweet as melting honey, and with a gentle lift of her wrist, she took the wine cup from Sui Si's hand.

"This Drunken Jade Dew has a long-lasting effect, would you like me to..."

"Wait a minute!"

Sui Si leaned back abruptly, his silvery-white ear tips instantly tensing into an alert arc, and the effects of the alcohol dissipated by three-tenths.

His fox tail reflexively wrapped around the sandalwood chair armrest, only to see the man already bending down to pour wine. His knuckles were as white as jade, and when his sleeve slipped down, the golden bell on his wrist jingled softly, its clear sound unsettling.

"I've heard that you come from the far north."

The man's voice was deep and resonant, like an ancient bell, as he pushed the wine glass filled with white mist towards Sui Si.

"I have specially prepared this 'Cold River Snow' by brewing snow water with black ice, which should be able to relieve your homesickness."

Sui Si stared at the swirling white mist in the cup, when the waiter's words, "Ordinary demons can fall asleep after drinking half a cup," suddenly rang in his ears.

He suddenly stood up, but his legs went weak and his lower back hit the table with a dull thud.

The porcelain plate was swept to the ground by Silver Tail, shattering with a crisp sound. He staggered back half a step.

"No need! I can do it myself..."

"Why be so formal, young master?"

The woman leaned forward, her fingertips lifting a strand of Sui Si's hair, the scent of rouge mingling with the cool, pine-snowy fragrance of his hair.

"Everyone says the Frost Fox Clan is gentle and refined, so why are you so distant with me?"

A chill ran down his spine to the back of his neck, and Sui Si was startled to realize that the doors and windows had been sealed by invisible spiritual power at some point.

A ghostly blue foxfire suddenly blazed in his eyes, and the ice bells in his sleeve rang out with a clear, melodious sound, instantly lowering the temperature of the entire room to freezing.

I'll say it again—get out!

As the oppressive force erupted, ice flowers formed on the wine cups on the table, and the candlelight was frozen into a ghostly blue.

The man and woman exchanged a glance and chuckled softly, their spiritual energy surging and pressing down on him.

Sui Si's temples bulged with veins, and an ice blade suddenly formed in his palm. The sect leader's token shot out from his robes, its icy blue light illuminating the entire private room.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?!"

The oppressive force surged like a tidal wave, instantly covering the woman's hairpins with frost, and causing the man's jade pendant to hum under the immense pressure.

The two men's expressions finally changed slightly, and they hurriedly bowed and left through the door.

As the wooden door slammed shut, Sui Si collapsed onto the bed, his back already soaked in cold sweat. Looking at the mess on the floor, he trembled as he touched his violently heaving chest.

"That was close..."

He cautiously scanned his surroundings, condensing ice mist at his fingertips to reinforce the barriers around the doors and windows, and then tightly gripped the ice bell in his palm.

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell on his pale face. Thinking of someone's icy nature, a bitter laugh escaped his throat.

"If Jun Sui finds out... not only will this Drunken Immortal Pavilion be turned into an ice coffin, but I'll have to lie in bed for three whole days."

The night breeze carried the noise from downstairs, brushing against his hair. Sui Si was no longer drunk, only the cold sweat on his palms glistening icy in the moonlight.

Sui Si slumped wearily onto the bed, his chest heaving violently, his rapid breathing unusually clear in the quiet room.

He gently touched his chest, still shaken. The sudden intrusion and ill intentions of those two men had truly given him a fright.

Fortunately, the Frost Fox Clan's intimidating aura and their own strength allowed them to be intimidated; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Alright, alright, I don't want to cause any more trouble. Let's rest for a while and then go back to the Demon Emperor's Palace."

Sui Si muttered to himself, a lingering fear still visible in his eyes.

After a while, Sui Si's breathing gradually stabilized, and his strength recovered slightly.

He stood up, faced the bronze mirror, and slowly straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes, every movement revealing his exhaustion.

He sat back down on the couch, closed his eyes, and tried to clear his mind and enter a meditative state to relax his tense nerves.

But the tranquility didn't last long, as the carved wooden door creaked open, breaking the peace.

Sui Si's lingering irritability was instantly reignited, and his anger surged.

"It's never going to end!"

His eyes widened in anger. He was already annoyed by the two people's entanglement, and now they were causing trouble again!

Without a second thought, a dark blue flame blazed in his palm, the intense heat causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

His spiritual energy surged wildly, and sharp ice spikes materialized out of thin air, shooting towards the door like arrows, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

However, just as the ice spike was within inches of the person approaching, Sui Si saw the other person's face clearly.

His pupils contracted sharply, as if time itself had frozen in that moment.

All the attack intent vanished instantly. The originally fierce killing move turned into a gentle breeze in an instant, only gently stirring the hair of the person who came.

Sui Si's eyes widened in disbelief, his lips trembled slightly, and he softly called out:

"A-Sui?!"

The person who came was none other than Jun Sui.

He wore a moon-white robe, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, like a banished immortal descending from the moon.

The soft candlelight bathed him, outlining his perfect features, and the gentle smile on his lips instantly dispelled the gloom in Sui Si's heart.

Jun Sui walked in with elegant steps and said softly:

"Ah Si, I'm back."

Sui Si stood there, stunned, for a long time before he came to his senses.

His eyes were slightly red, as if they were blinded by sand and dust, or as if his long-suppressed emotions had suddenly found an outlet.

He strode forward, grabbed Jun Sui's hand, and held it tightly, as if the other person would disappear if he let go.

His voice trembled slightly as he said:

"Ah Sui, what brings you here?"

Do you know what I just did...?

He paused, the terrifying scene from just moments ago flashing through his mind, and shook his head with lingering fear.

"I thought it was some kind of shady character again."

Jun Sui gently patted Sui Si's hand, the warmth of his palm carrying a reassuring power.

He reassured her:

"I heard you were at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and I've been feeling uneasy and worried ever since, so I rushed over here."

What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?

Sui Si shook his head hurriedly, like a child eager to prove himself, and said in a hurried tone:

"Happy? How could I not be happy!"

But today, for some reason, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion is full of strange people.

Just now, a man and a woman suddenly barged in, trying to force me to drink, and they even started touching me inappropriately. I almost…

As he spoke, Sui Si's voice suddenly became somewhat aggrieved.

Jun Sui raised an eyebrow slightly, a cold glint flashing in his usually gentle eyes, like an undercurrent hidden beneath a glacier, carrying a chilling and intimidating power.

He said in a deep voice, "Is this really true? Who is so bold as to dare to touch you?"

Tell me in detail, and I will make them pay the price.

Sui Si sighed and said helplessly:

"I don't know their background either, but I just find their behavior very suspicious."

They only left after I took action.

But thinking about it still makes me shudder. What if they have another trick up their sleeve...?

Jun Sui gently stroked Sui Si's hand, as if soothing his inner unease, and said softly:

"It's good that you're alright. From now on, take me with you wherever you go when you go out."

With me by your side, you'll have someone to look after you. I promise I'll never let you suffer such a fright again.

Sui Si nodded, slowly leaning against Jun Sui's shoulder as if she had found the warmest harbor, and whispered:

"With you here, I feel at ease."

I was really scared today, thank goodness you came.

"I don't know what I would do without you."

Jun Sui embraced Sui Si, pulling him closer to him, and whispered:

"Let's go home.

I'd rather not come to this Drunken Immortal Pavilion again.