After I Was Forced to Inherit the Acacia Sect

Song Yanyun has fallen victim to a new kind of scam in the cultivation world. She was ordered to investigate whether any remnants of the Hehuan Sect were still around. Who could have guessed that their sect master's seal would forcibly recognize her as its master, making her the Hehuan Sect's new leader against her will? Besides the sect master's seal, which is missing a corner, she also inherited a dilapidated spirit-gathering array and a beautiful furnace cauldron who had been sealed away for years. She is so pale and frail that a breeze could blow her away, a beauty with no cultivation at all. She fears the dark but cannot bear to touch the blazing sun. She fears pain but is weary of life. She fears people, yet longs to hear even the faintest human voice... Her life is more fragile than a lamp's shadow. Song Yanyun considers herself an upstanding person. She will take Yun Yongzhou out of the mists with the purest of feelings, but the Hehuan Sect has far too many indecent arrays. As she combs her hair before the mirror, its reflection suddenly shifts to the bathing pool. When she lies on her side on the couch and taps the bed lightly, the beauty falls into her arms. There are aphrodisiac incense and cultivation diagrams everywhere... The arrays keep pushing the beauty toward her. Little by little, Song Yanyun memorizes the small mole at Yun Yongzhou's waist, how Yun Yongzhou goes stiff and cannot move when plunged into total darkness, and how her frail eyes redden before she calls Song Yanyun a scoundrel... [Extra scene] Yun Yongzhou cannot refuse Song Yanyun, who pulled her back from the brink and guided her into cultivation with endless patience and tenderness. But she still cannot escape the nightmares of her past. In the night, she follows the slight tremble of Song Yanyun's fingertips, her sobs mingling with soft pleas: “Light... light a lamp.” Yun Yongzhou needs a little light. She can only feel at ease after repeatedly making sure that it is Song Yanyun who is caressing her. She knows it isn't right, but she cannot overcome it. She only hopes Song Yanyun won't live up to her name and come to hate her one day. How could Song Yanyun ever bring herself to reject Yun Yongzhou? Yun Yongzhou has no idea how captivating she looks when the feeble lamplight comes on, illuminating her snow-white, tender skin inch by inch... When desire stirs, a ray of light to bathe in has never been something only Yun Yongzhou longs for. Reader's guide: 1. A brilliant, aloof-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside younger woman × a broken, gentle-on-the-outside, cold-on-the-inside older woman Theme: The rose has no color