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Chapter 114: Shy Leng Wuyan, Moonlit Werewolf Li Ran!

The fireworks in the sky lit up the entire night.

Even the countless stars seemed dimmed by the dazzling display.

The intricate lights formed a beautiful visage that lingered in the air for a long while before dispersing into a rain of stars.

Leng Wuyan stood frozen for a long time, unable to regain her composure.

Such a breathtaking and stunning sight—it was something even she had never seen before, deeply shaking her heart.

Li Ran nervously asked, “How is it, Master? Do you like your disciple’s gift?”

Leng Wuyan nodded firmly. “I love it!”

The earlier display was simply too beautiful. Especially with the two of them high in the sky, the visual impact was unparalleled.

Li Ran breathed a sigh of relief, his smile radiant. “As long as Master likes it.”

Leng Wuyan asked curiously, “Ran’er, what was that thing called? Why have I never seen it before?”

Li Ran explained, “This is called a ‘firework.’ Your disciple made it himself, so of course, you wouldn’t have seen it.”

“Firework?”

Leng Wuyan nodded thoughtfully. “It shoots into the sky and blooms like a flower... The name is indeed fitting. Wait, you said you made this yourself?”

“That’s right,” Li Ran said, nodding. “To make this, I’ve been preparing for a long time.”

Hearing this, Leng Wuyan became even more curious. “How did this spectacle come to be? Why did it form my face in the sky…?”

As she spoke, she seemed a bit shy.

Seeing her image fill the entire night sky was a feeling too unique to describe.

“Well, it’s a complicated process,” Li Ran began, counting on his fingers. “First, I used floating talismans to wrap around combustion talismans to ensure the fireworks could rise smoothly. Then, I added rain and brilliance talismans to make them bloom and shine brightly in the sky.

“For just one firework, I needed over a hundred combinations of these. I prepared ten in total, placing them at different positions on the mountainside.”

“I pre-arranged detonation talismans so they could launch automatically in sequence. For the final firework, I added a spirit-gathering talisman I had drawn, which concentrated the lights into Master’s portrait in the sky.”

“So, I snuck out every night to test and adjust the setup... It required countless refinements.”

“Of course, both the placement and the precision of the portrait—”

Leng Wuyan stared at him, dumbfounded.

The sheer scale of the work overwhelmed her just by hearing about it, and yet Li Ran had done it all on his own.

“So all this time, you were busy preparing this for me?” she murmured.

Li Ran scratched his head. “Yes, I’ve been working on this and didn’t even have time to visit Master. I was worried that if I mentioned it beforehand, it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

Leng Wuyan fell silent.

Thousands of talismans, over a dozen nights, sneaking out late at night to refine his work—all of this effort for just a brief, fleeting display of beauty. And yet, she had sat in her palace, sulking over why he hadn’t come to see her…

Her heart felt both sweet and guilty.

She suddenly felt she hadn’t been a good girlfriend at all.

Li Ran was still chattering on. “But now that I’ve got the hang of it, if Master ever wants to see fireworks again, just let me know—”

Leng Wuyan’s expression softened, her eyes brimming with affection that was about to overflow.

As if making a decision, she leaned in close and gave him a kiss.

“Mm!”

Li Ran froze.

A sweet fragrance surrounded him.

Leng Wuyan had closed her eyes, her movements awkward and her body stiff with nervousness.

Li Ran almost forgot to breathe, his mind going completely blank.

‘Master actually…’

Realizing her nervousness, he gently responded.

After a long moment, they slowly parted.

Leng Wuyan’s face was crimson, her eyes shimmering with emotion and charm.

“This… wasn’t it the wish you wrote down? I’m just fulfilling it now,” she said softly, lowering her head.

Li Ran’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest. Shaking his head, he exclaimed, “Master, this isn’t fair! You ambushed me!”

Leng Wuyan’s gaze flickered as she softly asked, “So, what do you want to do about it?”

Li Ran’s tone turned mischievous. “I’m someone who always returns the favor. Eye for an eye—you know what I mean, right?”

“Eye for an eye? Mm—”

After yet another long while, they finally parted again.

Leng Wuyan’s face was flushed as she shyly muttered, “You little rascal, you’re so naughty…”

That playful “little rascal” almost made Li Ran lose control again.

Her unique mix of elegance and cold beauty, coupled with her charm and purity, was utterly enchanting.

“But Master, how did you know about the wish I wrote down?” Li Ran asked in confusion.

Leng Wuyan’s lips curled into a sly smile. “You thought covering it with your hand would keep me from seeing it?”

“Wishing to… kiss your master… How could you even make such a wish?”

“…”

Li Ran’s face flushed red, and he muttered under his breath, “If I’d known, I’d have wished to have a baby with Master instead…”

“What did you just say?”

“Nothing…”

Li Ran, feeling unjustly treated, argued, “This isn’t fair! Your disciple should at least get to know what wish Master made!”

Leng Wuyan, clearly flustered, lowered her head and stammered, “M-my wish… has already been fulfilled just now…”

“…”

Seeing his master’s bashful and timid demeanor, Li Ran’s blood boiled with excitement.

Transforming into a “werewolf” once again, he let out a playful howl and pounced on her.

“Y-you’re at it again?”

No one could tell how much time had passed.

Even with Li Ran’s cultivation level, he was slightly out of breath before he finally separated, looking fully content.

Leng Wuyan, covering her flushed cheeks, scolded lightly, “That’s enough for today! This can’t go on… I won’t let you keep bullying me.”

Her tone, caught between mock annoyance and playful grievance, made her look even more alluring.

Li Ran fell silent for a moment, then turned to gaze out the window.

Leng Wuyan was puzzled. “What are you looking at?”

“Just waiting for midnight—it’ll be tomorrow soon,” Li Ran said nonchalantly.

Leng Wuyan laughed in disbelief, pulling him back. “What’s in your head? Why are you always thinking about things like this? Can’t we just sit and talk properly?”

“Of course, if Master wishes, your disciple will accompany you to chat properly,” Li Ran replied, sitting down beside her with an expression of righteous seriousness—though his hand discreetly slid around her slender, soft waist.

“You rogue!”

Leng Wuyan, unable to resist him, let him have his way. She forced herself to ask casually, “Ran’er, why do you still call yourself ‘disciple’? It always sounds… strange.”

“Doesn’t Master think it’s thrilling this way?”

“It’s embarrassing, okay?”

The two of them leaned against each other, gazing at the bright moon through the window.

The scene was serene and beautiful.

Suddenly, Li Ran broke the silence. “Master, your disciple has a bold idea.”

“What idea?” Leng Wuyan asked curiously.

Clearing his throat, Li Ran hesitated before saying, “How about… we just sleep here tonight?”

Leng Wuyan froze, then stared at him in disbelief.

'Well, you’re certainly bold enough!'