My Omega Is A Top Heavenly Master (GL) - Chapter 16

Qin Xiyao walked barefoot toward Mu Baicheng.

With every step, a drop of water fell from the damp ends of her hair, leaving dark marks across the floor like blooming lotus flowers.

Mu Baicheng stood frozen as though someone had struck her acupoints. She forgot to retreat and even forgot to breathe.

This Qin Xiyao was unlike her usual self.

She resembled an immortal who had remained in the heavenly palace for so long that she had finally descended into the mortal world.

Gardenias and peach-blossom wine should have been two completely unrelated fragrances.

Yet on Qin Xiyao, they blended together perfectly naturally.

A rich, inky fragrance of sacred temple incense spread through the air—the lingering scent left after the most devout believer burned an entire ceremonial incense stick.

Qin Xiyao smelled it clearly.

This was Mu Baicheng’s pheromone scent, resembling sandalwood yet also something else entirely.

It smelled exceptionally ascetic.

The fragrance alone made Qin Xiyao feel safe.

The room was dim, illuminated only by the bedside lamp.

Warm yellow light fell across Qin Xiyao’s face. The instant she moved closer, Mu Baicheng suddenly wanted to kiss her.

She did not want to think about anything else.

The impulse seemed to arise directly from her bones.

Still carrying the dampness of her shower, Qin Xiyao leaned against Mu Baicheng’s chest. She wrapped both arms around Mu Baicheng’s waist and rested her cheek over her heart.

“Your heart is beating very quickly.”

Her voice remained soft and mild, yet it contained a desire Mu Baicheng had never heard from her before.

Perhaps it was because of the pheromones.

Or perhaps it was something else.

Mu Baicheng could neither understand it nor put it into words.

She murmured in acknowledgment and placed both hands on Qin Xiyao’s shoulders.

The moment their gazes met, their pheromones collided passionately.

“Can you kiss me, Sister Mu?”

Qin Xiyao seemed dazed, as though those words had crossed a thousand years before leaving her lips.

She had wanted to ask this question a thousand years ago.

Qin Xiyao could no longer remember how long she had spent pursuing Mu Baicheng’s back.

But when Mu Baicheng took her hand beneath Jianmu and vowed to remain with her for lifetime after lifetime, Qin Xiyao had been overjoyed.

She could no longer distinguish whether the person before her belonged to their previous life or the present one.

Mu Baicheng stared at her in a daze and gently held Qin Xiyao’s chin.

She slowly lowered her head and reverently brought her lips to Qin Xiyao’s.

Their breaths intertwined.

Their pheromones became entangled just like their owners, inseparable from each other.

They had always been inseparable lovers.

After crossing a thousand years, they had finally rediscovered traces of love in each other.

Mu Baicheng’s breathing became ragged.

Her vision gradually blurred, and an inexplicable greed arose inside her.

She wrapped one arm around Qin Xiyao’s waist and deepened the kiss.

But her gland failed her at that moment.

The Alpha’s pheromones abruptly disappeared.

Mu Baicheng heard something snap inside her mind.

Her vision went black, and she completely lost consciousness.

Qin Xiyao caught Mu Baicheng before she could collapse.

She crouched on the floor and stared intensely at Mu Baicheng’s slightly swollen lips.

The six hundred years of magical power now flowing through her body proved that she had succeeded.

Then why did she feel so disappointed?

Qin Xiyao touched her own lips absently.

Mu Baicheng had kissed her rather forcefully and bitten through her lip.

Her slender index finger traced the wound.

Silver light flashed, instantly healing it.

Now that she possessed six hundred years of magical power, she no longer needed to conserve every trace.

Healing such a minor injury barely consumed anything.

Qin Xiyao placed Mu Baicheng on the bed and raised her eyes toward the window.

Moonlight draped her black hair in a thin silver veil, making her appear almost dreamlike.

Then her hair turned completely silver.

Qin Xiyao looked down at her hands and felt the power flowing through her body.

Perhaps she should find another way to recover her magical power.

She retained the memories of their previous life.

When dealing with the Mu Baicheng of this life, Qin Xiyao knew her motives were not entirely innocent.

But for now, she would leave things this way.

She had no other solution.

Complicated emotions filled Qin Xiyao’s eyes, just as they filled her heart.

On the one hand, she could not forget how Mu Baicheng had left without saying goodbye.

On the other, she still could not let go of her.

Qin Xiyao took a deep breath and sat cross-legged beneath the moonlight, casting those troubling thoughts aside.

If she continued agonizing over them, she might suffer cultivation deviation.

With a wave of her hand, the window flew open.

The summer night breeze swept away the lingering pheromones inside the room.

Everything that had happened seemed like nothing more than a dream.

Beneath the moonlight, the silver-haired Omega closed her eyes and rested her hands in seals atop her knees.

A sudden breeze entered through the window.

Qin Xiyao opened her eyes, her silver-white pupils glowing faintly.

Her silver hair gradually faded until it returned to its original black.

She rose and frowned at the pale moon outside.

The silver in her eyes also returned to black.

Something had still gone wrong.

It seemed they could not wait three days.

*

“Father, what are you doing?”

Liu Suhong was furious.

In the middle of the night, she had received word that her father intended to summon a second-generation disciple from the Celestial Masters’ Residence.

Had Xiyao not clearly told them to wait three days?

According to the time, they would be able to return to the estate the day after tomorrow.

Liu Sheng’s expression remained stern.

He could not deny that Qin Xiyao possessed considerable ability, but he was desperately worried about his wife.

“Be sensible. Your mother is still trapped inside. How could I possibly sleep?”

Whenever Liu Sheng remembered his wife’s condition, anxiety consumed him.

He was completely certain that the entity inside the estate was a highly cultivated female ghost.

She had bewitched his wife.

His wife had been inside for only two hours before becoming completely delirious.

She repeatedly declared that she would never leave and never betray someone.

Liu Sheng’s gaze darkened.

From the brief glimpse he had caught inside the estate, he was certain the female ghost was also an Omega.

Why would an Omega obsessively torment his wife?

Then Liu Sheng realized something.

Could the ghost’s former partner also have been a woman?

Perhaps a female Alpha?

Female Alphas were even rarer than male Omegas.

Liu Sheng no longer wanted to listen to Liu Suhong’s objections.

He immediately ordered his assistant to retrieve the phone stored inside his safe.

“Boss.”

Feng Qing had worked for Liu Sheng for many years, yet this was the first time he had seen him so panicked.

That old phone had remained sealed inside the safe for a very long time.

He had never imagined his employer would truly take it out and use it.

The phone was wrapped in layers of silk, with a purple talisman pasted over the fabric.

Liu Sheng took a deep breath and blew the thin layer of dust from the talisman.

He knew that once he removed it, he would never again be able to seek help from the senior figures of the Celestial Masters’ Residence, no matter what trouble he encountered.

But his wife’s situation left no room for hesitation.

Liu Sheng removed the talisman.

The moment it touched the floor, it turned into ash and vanished.

He peeled away the layers of silk, revealing an old brick-shaped mobile phone.

After switching it on, Liu Sheng found the only number stored inside and called it.

The phone rang only twice before someone answered.

“Brother Liu.”

“Perfected Chongyang, please come out of seclusion and save my wife.”

Perfected Chongyang, Song Yu, was the Eldest Senior Brother among the second-generation disciples of the Celestial Masters’ Residence.

Legend claimed that he was the person closest to the Ancestor. Some even said he had already cultivated magical power.

Song Yu remained silent for a long while before finally answering.

“I’m sorry, Brother Liu. In exchange for refusing this matter, I am willing to intervene on your behalf three times in the future. But this particular case is something I cannot touch.”

As soon as Huang Zhengyan left the estate, he had explained the entire incident to Song Yu.

Song Yu treasured his life.

The moment he heard the details, he knew this was not something he could resolve. It might even require the Ancestor to personally emerge from seclusion.

The estate stood on ground of extreme yin, with the sea to the east and a cliff behind it.

It was a road leading only to death.

After considering the matter, Song Yu could not resist offering a warning.

“Brother Liu, I suggest you thoroughly investigate the person who persuaded you to purchase that estate.”

“Are you saying that person already knew something was wrong with it?”

Liu Sheng still found it difficult to believe.

His biological father was the person who had recommended the estate to him.

“Precisely.”

Perfected Chongyang ended the call after uttering that single word.

Liu Sheng stared at the dark screen with a complicated expression.

The phone’s meager battery had been sufficient for only that one call.

His father wanted to harm him?

Heh.

Liu Sheng mocked himself inwardly.

It was said that emperors favored their eldest sons while ordinary families doted on their youngest.

No matter how hard Liu Sheng had worked all these years, he would ultimately never compare with his younger brother.

“Father?”

Seeing Liu Sheng’s expression, Liu Suhong could roughly guess that the person on the phone had not delivered good news.

Her father had probably been refused.

Liu Sheng sighed.

“He refused.”

“Xiyao told us to wait three days.”

“Honghong, I can’t wait. Your mother’s heart is weak. I’m afraid she won’t survive.”

The image of his wife’s vacant eyes appeared in his mind.

She already suffered from heart disease.

Yet after only two hours inside the estate, her cheeks had become hollow and dark circles had appeared beneath her eyes.

She looked as though her life force had been drained away.

Liu Suhong fell silent.

Selfishly, she naturally wanted her mother rescued as quickly as possible.

But whenever she remembered Qin Xiyao’s condition that day, she could not bear to push her either.

Qin Xiyao was a living person too.

She could not be dragged endlessly into their family’s problems.

Moreover, Qin Xiyao had already explained the situation clearly.

“I’ll ask Xiyao.”

Liu Suhong finally compromised, unable to continue watching her once-commanding father look like this.

Deep gratitude filled Liu Sheng’s eyes.

He pressed his palms together.

“Thank you, my daughter. Tell her that if she ever encounters any difficulty, she can come to me.”

“Mm.”

Liu Suhong immediately thought of one problem.

Qin Xiyao needed an identification card.

Liu Suhong could not arrange one, but her father possessed an extensive network of connections.

Perhaps he truly could find a way to obtain an ID for Xiyao.

With that thought, Liu Suhong decided to include it as part of Qin Xiyao’s compensation once the matter was resolved.

Before she could unlock her phone, an unfamiliar number called.

Liu Suhong impatiently rejected it and searched her contacts for Mu Baicheng’s number.

The moment she found it, the unfamiliar number called again.

Liu Suhong prepared to reject it once more.

Then she reconsidered.

Surely no spam caller would be bored enough to call repeatedly at this hour.

The phone continued ringing.

Suppressing her urge to lose her temper, Liu Suhong answered.

“Hello? Who is this?”

“We cannot wait three days. I’m going to the estate now. Someone entered tonight, and I calculated that he will damage my formation.”

“Who?”

Recognizing Qin Xiyao’s voice, Liu Suhong immediately raised her pitch several levels upon hearing that some meddling bastard intended to ruin everything.

Qin Xiyao sighed.

“Huang Zhengyan.”

“Him?”

*

The estate was even more unsettling at night.

The blue irises filling the courtyard seemed to have come alive.

A hollow-eyed woman sat among the flowers.

Her hands were as withered as dry firewood, and her cheeks had become deeply sunken.

She was Liu Sheng’s wife.

Far too much of her yang energy had been drained away.

“Someone is coming,” the woman said blankly. “Someone has come to disturb us.”

A strange voice echoed through the air.

“Will you drive him away for me? I only want to remain here with you.”

A delicate, fair hand settled upon the woman’s shoulder.

Its nails were painted a vivid crimson, and a flawless white jade bracelet encircled the wrist.

Even without seeing her face, anyone could tell she was an enchanting beauty.

The woman’s withered hand patted the back of hers.

“All right. I’ll drive him away. No one is allowed to disturb us.”

The person behind her disappeared, scattering into the night on the wind.

She transformed into iris petals that drifted throughout the garden.

The woman rose and emerged from among the flowers.

Seeing someone there, Huang Zhengyan immediately became uneasy.

He held his peachwood sword protectively before him.

“Who are you?”

The woman did not answer.

Her parched throat could no longer produce human speech.

Summoning his courage, Huang Zhengyan approached.

The woman slowly turned around, revealing a withered face.

Without thinking, Huang Zhengyan swung his peachwood sword and sliced through her shoulder.

Blood fell to the ground.

Black smoke hissed upward from every drop…

*

Qin Xiyao and the others were sitting inside the approaching car when a projection of the Ten Directions Formation appeared in her mind.

One of its formation talismans shattered.

Qin Xiyao’s gaze sharpened.

They were still one step too late.

The formation had opened…