"Heh heh heh, look at this part."
Lin Qingyue pointed at the scroll, her voice clear as it carried through the collapsed doorway to the ears of the three people inside.
"'She pinned him against the wall, her hot breath spraying against his ear'... Right here, we need to add a physical description."
She demonstrated further.
"For example, 'His fingertips, by chance, brushed against the softness of her waist'."
Lin Qingyue explained.
"This kind of subtle teasing is what truly stimulates the reader's adrenaline!"
"Hiss—!"
Azure Dragon, the "woman" in question, couldn't help but gasp upon hearing Lin Qingyue's guidance.
Her eyes grew even more hazy, tinged with a hint of enlightened shyness.
"Teacher Qingyue, you... you really know your stuff!"
Her voice was filled with excitement.
"This is simply a stroke of genius!"
Azure Dragon's entire body trembled.
"That... that sense of forbidden thrill, I... I feel like I've broken through my writer's block!"
"Hahaha, don't rush, this is just the tip of the iceberg."
Lin Qingyue smiled brightly, her voice brimming with the pleasure of a true mischief-maker.
"Next, 'He suddenly scooped her up, threw her onto the bed, and his deep, aggressive voice exploded in her ear: You are mine!'"
She continued her guidance.
"Here, you need to show the male lead's dominance, but remember, play hard to get! You can't just go all the way in one step!"
The great shield of [Blackstone's Protection] in Lin Xiyue's hand fell with a heavy "clang" onto the Azure Jade floor.
It was like a heavy hammer, shattering the clear world that had existed in her mind.
Her gaze locked tightly onto Lin Qingyue's hand resting on that "woman's" shoulder.
And the "intimate and inseparable" way they looked, as if drunk without wine.
In the illusion, the image of her sister humbly offering her a wedding ring coiled like a venomous snake.
That scene overlapped eerily with the one before her eyes.
Countless absurd thoughts swept through Lin Xiyue's mind like a storm.
She instantly imagined a whole drama.
"Sis... you, for the sake of clearing the level..."
Lin Xiyue's voice trembled, her eyes wide open, each word forced out of her throat with difficulty.
Her tone betrayed an unbelievable sense of grief and deep grievance.
Her reason completely collapsed at this moment.
All logical thinking ability was lost.
Her eyes were filled with shock, confusion.
And a hint of indescribable... heartache.
"...You actually resorted to selling... her beauty?!"
The last few words were forced out of Lin Xiyue's throat as if she were about to cry.
She knew Lin Qingyue.
Powerful, omnipotent.
The sister who could maintain her composure and elegance in any kind of desperate situation.
But now, this Lin Qingyue, with her flushed face and intimate posture with a stranger "woman," overturned all her perceptions.
Su Wan's expression was colder than the Ice element she summoned.
She looked at that disheveled yet stunningly beautiful woman, whose delicate features and graceful figure concealed her extraordinary beauty.
Judging from her face, which was identical to the[Spirit of Pride: Azure Dragon]'s, and the horn on her head, it wasn't hard to guess that this was the mortal form of the Azure Dragon's true body.
Then she looked at Lin Qingyue's misty eyes, filled with a "doting" look (which was actually the focus of guiding her writing)...
Seeing the way Lin Qingyue had her arm around the woman's shoulder...
The Ice Element magic in her hand instantly went out of control.
The ice spikes that had formed in mid-air wobbled and finally dissolved into a small wisp of steam.
The steam then froze, becoming a small, crystal-clear ice bead that silently fell to the ground.
The ice bead looked exceptionally lonely on the Azure Jade floor.
"Lin Qingyue!"
Su Wan's voice was filled with helplessness and a sense of absurd disbelief.
She enunciated each word heavily.
It was as if she were trying to suppress a bursting desire to question her entire worldview.
"Is this the 'soothing of emptiness' mentioned in the mission?!"
She continued her interrogation.
"You... you 'soothed' her right into your arms?!"
This sudden voice made Qingxuan, who was immersed in the passion of creation and a slight buzz, flinch violently.
The moment before, she had been lost in the feverish joy of web novel creation, her arm around Lin Qingyue's shoulder as they discussed the grand strategy of the story.
Now, she was so frightened her face turned pale, and the ink-stained Runic Pen in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud."
Her social anxiety instinct instantly overrode her creative passion.
"Ah!"
A shrill, distorted scream.
The typical reaction of a social anxiety sufferer being startled by a stranger's sudden intrusion.
Her face, which had been flushed from excitement, instantly turned deathly pale, and her thick black-rimmed glasses nearly slid off the bridge of her nose.
The Azure Dragon, like a startled fawn, reflexively leaped up and instinctively hid behind Lin Qingyue.
Her legs went weak, and she stumbled, her body almost completely falling against Lin Qingyue.
She gripped the corners of Lin Qingyue's spell-robe tightly with both hands, as if Lin Qingyue were her only lifeline.
Half of her body was hidden behind Lin Qingyue, with only half of her disheveled head poking out.
Those eyes, bloodshot and filled with extreme terror and timidity, cautiously observed the three fully-armed, wide-eyed "intruders" before her.
"Teacher Qingyue..."
Qingxuan's voice was thick with a sob.
And it carried a hint of dependence and softness that she herself had not noticed.
She weakly said:
"They... they are so fierce. Are they also... the villains in your book?"
That soft, tear-choked cry of "Teacher Qingyue," combined with the way she gripped the robe, hiding dependently behind Lin Qingyue.
It was the final straw, completely crushing the already precarious logic in the minds of Lin Xiyue, Su Wan, and Xia Lian.
The misunderstanding was pushed to the peak of absurdity by this sudden display of intimacy.
It was not a simple misunderstanding.
It was a logical collapse after their cognition was completely overturned.
The three of them found their minds going blank, leaving only their worldviews to sway in the wind.
Xia Lian released the bowstring and covered her face with her hand.
A scalp-numbing lament leaked out from between her fingers, exuding a weather-beaten sense of utter despair.
"It's over. Everything is over."
Xia Lian's shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
"I should have known. The Captain's gender-blind, flirtatious aura wouldn't stop with mortals."
Her voice shook.
"This harem expansion just leaped across the species barrier, from Elves all the way to Celestial Gods..."
Hearing this, Lin Xiyue's tense nerves actually relaxed.
She bent down, scooped up the [Blackstone's Protection] that had fallen on the floor with one hand, and casually patted the dust off the shield's surface.
Since that lofty Celestial God was already hiding behind her own big sister, sobbing and whimpering, this fight was never going to happen.
She tilted her chin up and whistled a wildly arrogant, delinquent whistle at Lin Qingyue.
"Sis, this is a pretty unique way to clear a level."
Lin Xiyue winked and gestured wildly, tossing her feigned composure to the wind.
"Mom and Dad were just messaging two days ago, worrying you'd never even find a partner."
She continued.
"But you, you've outdone yourself. You've been keeping this a secret, only to drop a bombshell like this."
"I haven't even dared to tell Mom and Dad about the Elf Queen yet, and now you're just adding an Ancient Celestial God wife?!"
Her tone was exaggerated.
"Our family tree is probably going to need a whole new page just for you, counting your generation as the start of the divine lineage."
Su Wan stood to the side, her temples throbbing as she listened to the uninhibited, mad ramblings of the two sisters.
She glanced at the Celestial God, whose clothes were disheveled, her face flushed red, and who was gripping the hem of Lin Qingyue's robes with a deathly hold.
Then she turned to look at Lin Qingyue, who held a wine glass with an expression of complete self-entitlement.
"Lin Qingyue!"
Su Wan gritted her back teeth.
Each word was spat out with heavy emphasis.
"How could you do this to Ilanier?!"
She demanded.
"You already have an Elf Queen, yet here you are, engaging in this... this unspeakably indecent, under-the-table deal with one of the Four Celestial Gods?!"
As the heir to a great noble family, Su Wan found this overly avant-garde "lesbian harem" completely unacceptable.
She was even more worried that if the older sister acted like this, the younger one would follow suit!