Title: Did We Agree To Be Arch-Rivals?
Original Title: 说好成为彼此的宿敌呢[穿书]
Author: 轻风白杨 (Qingfeng Baiyang)
Translated by: ~PurpleLy~
Su Yang had just begun to speak, but Gu Feidi’s expression instantly changed. His eyes were filled with shock, confusion, apprehension, and anger, as if he had been pierced by an arrow.
Gu Feidi’s voice was low and shaky. “You actually… dared say that?!”
Su Yang was stunned.
He reevaluated it carefully and instantly broke into a cold sweat.
The earlier matter of Gu Feidi being urged to marry had been visualised by himself! And what had been Gu Feidi’s initial question?
—”Did the Devil Sect Leader arrange a marriage for you?”
—”Pu Lingyun is actually a fine lady.”
Su Yang: …
Su Yang almost leapt up three feet and immediately raised his hand, trying to make up for the error: “No-no-NO, I don’t like Pu Lingyun; I just wanted to say that Pu Lingyun and you are a good match! You don’t have to avoid being pushed into marriage; why don’t you spend some time with her? Maybe you’ll realise that she is a fine lady…”
“Heh……” Gu Feidi seemed to have been driven mad by him, but he let out a laugh and said, “You were actually caring about me.”
Su Yang shut up and mused: Gu Feidi’s expression looks so disagreeable; it seems that he really doesn’t like Pu Lingyun very much.
Tsk, this was inconvenient. In the future storyline of the Forbidden Area of the Devil Sect, without the heroine’s determination to help the protagonist ward off the poison, how do we go ahead with it?
Seeing Su Yang unresponsive, Gu Feidi also fell silent. The tip of his sword hung to the ground, looking dejected and weak.
After some time, he whispered, “Su Yang.”
Su Yang regained his senses. “Hmm?”
Gu Feidi twitched the corners of his mouth, clenched his teeth, and said, “Sometimes, I really want to beat you up.”
Su Yang: ……
Su Yang objected instantly: “You beat me? You can’t even defeat me, alright?”
At the moment, Gu Feidi still had a lot of storyline to go if he wanted to fight against the Devil Sect’s Young Saint, not to mention when he enters the Devil Sect’s Forbidden Area in the future, Gu Feidi wouldn’t be able to defeat the Devil Sect’s Young Saint! Hmph!
Upon hearing what Su Yang said, Gu Feidi narrowed his eyes dangerously and snorted with a smile, “Shall we have a go?”
Su Yang didn’t want to fight with Gu Feidi here. If he hurt him, wouldn’t that delay the storyline again?
He looked at his waist, where he’d hung Gu Feidi’s long sword, and had a brainwave: “Weapons are inconvenient; no fighting! Anyway, we’ve fought a few times before, and you’d lost.”
Gu Feidi made a ‘heh’ sound: “I let you win.”
Su Yang didn’t believe him: “Why do I need you to concede to me?”
Gu Feidi was so angry that he didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. “We won’t use swords; instead, we’ll compete using fists and feet. If I don’t beat you into submission this time, let’s see how you can carry on like you’re better.”
Su Yang: “I don’t want to fight!”
Gu Feidi: “So the Devil Sect’s Young Saint is actually timid and scared of fighting?”
Su Yang said to himself: You’ve got to be kidding! How can the Young Saint be afraid? Heads can roll, blood can flow, but the Young Saint’s character cannot collapse!
So when the two stood on the empty ground in the cave outside the stone room and bowed to each other, Su Yang still didn’t make a move.
Didn’t they just finish filling in the sword marks of the Sword Sage Retreat and were discussing the issue of Sword Sage’s legacy? Why did it suddenly turn to talk about responsibilities, marriage, and then somehow after that they were readying to fight?
He still had time to think about it, what kind of logical process was this…
But Gu Feidi didn’t intend to give Su Yang any time to think.
He faced Su Yang, raised his hand, and said, “I’ll concede you two moves.”
Su Yang displayed the character and let out a snort. “Why does this Young Saint still need you to concede? Give me all you’ve got!”
Gu Feidi sneered, “As you wish.”
Although Gu Feidi and Su Yang diligently trained in swordsmanship, they were also able to fight barehanded.
Especially Gu Feidi—the skills he’d practiced since childhood weren’t merely decorative after all. After so many years of hardship, it would naturally erupt when he needed them to.
Compared to him, Su Yang who’d only started cultivating halfway, was much worse—the original shell might still have some chances of winning in this situation, but Su Yang had been emphasising on his internal skills and swordsmanship since he’d transmigrated. His hand-to-hand combat skills were rather lacking. In the end, he’d almost completely relied on his Prized Flower Steps to dodge Gu Feidi’s sword edge.
As a result of two years of advanced studies in Lesser Jade House, their internal strength was evenly matched; therefore, martial arts skills were the most important to determine who was better.
After trading blows for a short while, Gu Feidi caught an opening and toppled Su Yang, riding his waist down to the ground.
Su Yang turned his head up from the ground and glared behind him: “It doesn’t count! I’m injured and can’t exert any strength!”
Gu Feidi pressed Su Yang down by his waist, holding his hands at his back and grinned widely: “Yield or no?”
Su Yang rolled his eyes to the back of his head, “Isn’t someone childish!”
Gu Feidi smiled and said nothing.
Su Yang struggled for a while to no avail and attempted to use an indirect strategy to save himself: “Well, I think the swordsmanship in the stone room is still worth learning. Let’s study it together; how about it?”
Gu Feidi said, “If you yield, I’ll go to study it with you.”
Su Yang thought for a while, then pretended to hiss and draw in cold breath, saying, “You are pressing on my wound; it hurts.”
Hearing him say this, Gu Feidi actually relented. He released the strength from his hands and straightened up slightly.
Su Yang immediately tried to put up a fight, twisting his arm abruptly, trying to get out from under Gu Feidi’s palm. Gu Feidi realised that he had been deceived, and increased the strength in his hands again, but Su Yang was already partly free, and he wasn’t very easy to control, so the two of them wrestled with each other for a while.
All of a sudden, there was a tearing sound—Su Yang’s clothes that had been ripped in the previous battle and later soaked in water were split apart along the biggest crack at his back.
Su Yang: ……
Greeeat. He’d sacrificed his coat to become a torch, and now his inner shirt had also been ruined. Does this mean that he was going to wander around in his undergarments?
Gu Feidi sat astride Su Yang’s lower back and was stunned by the sight before him for a good while.
He unthinkingly stretched out his hand to lift up the gap in the back of Su Yang’s garments, staring at the red flower that bloomed like flames on Su Yang’s back.
Now, without the hazy cover of the silk shirt, the crown of flowers appeared very clearly beforeof Gu Feidi’s eyes.
The red flower was gorgeous, but the petals were layered like a pure lotus before Buddha, coquettish and innocent, fierce and indifferent, obviously contradictory. Its beauty was so eye-opening because it didn’t exist in the world. It was a red Queen of the Night flower.
Gu Feidi’s eyes suddenly flared up in a series of astonishments.
He mumbled: “…Queen of the Night… This is actually Queen of the Night?”
“Wei! Gu Feidi! Behave yourself!” Su Yang fumed.
He twisted his body abruptly and threw Gu Feidi—who was still in a daze—off his back. Turning the tables on him, he rode on Gu Feidi’s waist, grasping his neck at a non-critical point to restrain him, and narrowed his eyes to smirk at him.
“You actually peeped at this Young Saint’s body. You violated me, and I’m going to make you pay!”
Gu Feidi didn’t even hear these words.
He lay motionless and relaxed on the ground, glancing up and down Su Yang’s smiling face, who was so close to his own. He muttered again: “It’s actually Queen of the Night…”
The smile at the corner of his mouth could hardly be concealed, and he continued in a low voice, “It was me getting upset over nothing.”
Su Yang was confused: What’s up with Gu Feidi now?
Before he had time to ask, Gu Feidi suddenly straightened, sat up, and took Su Yang into his arms.
This hug wasn’t tight. Gu Feidi seemed to be paying attention to the wound on Su Yang’s back, not daring to exert any force. But his cheek pressed against Su Yang’s neck, and his soft touch made Su Yang tingle inexplicably.
Upon smelling the faint fragrance of flowers from Gu Feidi’s body, Su Yang initially wanted to push him away, but his hand stopped.
“What’s wrong with you?” Su Yang asked softly.
Gu Feidi did not answer; instead, he loosened his grasp and released Su Yang out of his arms.
Su Yang was still sitting astride Gu Feidi at this time. Because of the previous fight, his clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and his cheeks were still flushed. Even his reddened lips and the red mole at the end of his eye seemed like it was ablaze.
He lowered his head slightly, staring at Gu Feidi’s youthful face before him, which was somewhere between a youth’s and a man’s. He curled the corners of his mouth slightly and gave a light laugh.
Both their postures were a little awkward at the moment. Just then, Su Yang felt that something ‘somewhere’… was kind of abnormal.
Gu Feidi’s expression abruptly changed.
He pushed Su Yang away, curled his legs, and shuffled three feet back, sat huddled with his head hanging down, and didn’t speak.
After all, Su Yang’s ‘fuse’ was from modern times. After a little thought, he immediately realised what had just happened.
Eighteen- and nineteen-year-old boys were unable to withstand teasing. He could be regarded as someone with experience. Of course he understood——don’t mention the ‘intimate’ physical contact of tumbling on the ground and group wrestling; occasionally boisterous play between buddies may also trigger some kind of embarrassment.
In addition to being the lil’ uptight Gu Feidi, he must be overly disciplined in this respect and would be even more sensitive. This situation was actually normal!
With this in mind, Su Yang couldn’t stifle the urge to do something bad.
Who told Gu Feidi to drag him into a fight without showing any mercy? This Young Saint would certainly need to retaliate in kind!
So Su Yang approached Gu Feidi with a smirk and raised his eyebrows, “Yo, why are you hiding? We’re all men; who doesn’t know what’s going on?”
With just a few words, Gu Feidi’s ears and neck were all suffused with a thin layer of red.
Gu Feidi gritted his teeth and said, “You… don’t speak of indecent acts!”
Su Yang feigned surprise: “Clearly you were the one who molested me first!”
Gu Feidi raged: “You are—”
Su Yang rebuffed, “Impudent and shameless. I know, you’ve said it so many times.”
Gu Feidi: …
Gu Feidi smiled, as if a turbulent undercurrent was brewing in his eyes, and stared directly at Su Yang: “If you knew… we’ll see if you’re still able to laugh then.”
Su Yang was stunned. “Knew what?”
Gu Feidi: “Heh…”
He clenched his fists, got up suddenly, and strode away with wide steps into the stone room corridor.
Seeing Gu Feidi’s fleeing figure, Su Yang regained some of his consciousness. He continued to sit in the same place triumphantly for a while before standing up and patting off the dirt. He wrapped up his tattered clothes and walked into the stone room.
As soon as he entered, he was covered by a shirt that Gu Feidi had flung his way.
Gu Feidi’s voice came: “Put it on; it’s cold here at night, so be careful.”
The garment was a soft, waste-silk inner shirt and was still body-temperature warm. It was obvious that Gu Feidi had just taken it off.
Su Yang pulled the shirt off from over his head and saw Gu Feidi’s back was towards him. He was putting on his coat directly on top of his undershirt. The coarse cotton coat had been washed several times and looked a little stiff. Although it was layered above his undershirt, the undershirt was thin, so it would definitely be uncomfortable to wear.
Su Yang said, “You wear the inner shirt, and just give me your coat.”
Gu Feidi replied, “You have a wound on your body; just wear the softer one.”
Having said that, he’d already wrapped his coat and fastened his belt.
Since the other party had already stated as much, Su Yang ceased being quarrelsome. He stripped off the pieces of shredded cloth and put on Gu Feidi’s inner shirt.
The inner shirt exuded a faint, floral fragrance which smelled exceedingly wonderful. Su Yang knew that this was actually the fragrance of Lianxiang Rejuvenating Pills, which had lasted more than two years and still hadn’t dissipated.