At the Yaochi Holy Land, early in the morning, a group of elders gathered at the teleportation array. They had already been waiting there for quite some time.
Naturally, they were there to welcome the Moonlight Sword Fairy of the Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect.
The Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect was a power not inferior to the Yaochi Holy Land, and it too was a long-standing and prestigious sect. Moreover, the Moonlight Sword Fairy had a particularly close relationship with their own Holy Master, so the elders all treated this matter with the utmost seriousness.
As the teleportation array lit up, two figures appeared. It was none other than Lu Xiyue and Ji Yuhuang.
Under the guidance of the elders, Lu Xiyue was then brought to Zi Xiner.
Since she would be seeing Feng’er today, Lu Xiyue had dressed especially beautifully, wearing a black gauze dress that made her fair skin stand out even more. A single jade hairpin adorned her hair, and paired with her voluptuous figure, she radiated a distinct air of mature charm.
Her makeup was nothing short of lavish. Compared to Zi Xiner’s light, natural look, Lu Xiyue’s appearance subtly outshone hers.
Zi Xiner glanced at Lu Xiyue’s appearance, eyeing her from head to toe. It was the first time she had ever seen her close friend dressed up like this. In the past, she had always been like herself, disliking flashy adornment.
With a wave of her delicate hand, a table and chairs appeared. Zi Xiner gestured for the two to sit.
“Xiyue, it’s been a long time.”
Lu Xiyue sat down and looked at her friend whom she hadn’t seen in a century. “Yes, Xiner. How has your closed-door cultivation been over the past hundred years?”
“Still one step away. To fully take that step… I’m afraid it will take a while longer.”
Even though Zi Xiner was exceptionally gifted, when faced with this barrier, she had no choice but to quietly accumulate strength and wait for the right moment.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lu Xiyue got straight to the point:
“Xiner, Feng’er has been here with you for quite a while now. It’s about time he came back with me.”
Zi Xiner’s voice was gentle, but it clearly conveyed her reluctance to let Chu Feng leave just yet:
“Xiyue, the little one has only been with me for just over a month, and the yin-cold energy in his body still hasn’t been completely expelled. Now is not the time.”
Lu Xiyue’s expression darkened slightly, and her brows furrowed. From the sound of it, Xiner didn’t want Feng’er to leave with her. Could it be… that this was Liu Xueyao’s idea?
It had to be. In the previous life, Liu Xueyao had tried repeatedly to persuade Xiner to agree to a marriage, but Xiner had refused every time. In this life, could Liu Xueyao be trying to pressure her into it again through persistence?
Taking a deep breath, Lu Xiyue forced her expression to stay natural. With a slight smile, she looked at her old friend and said,
“Xiner, with your medical skills, after all this time, I’m sure the yin-cold energy in Feng’er’s body is already mostly gone. I’m confident that I can remove the remaining bit myself. To put it plainly…I must take my disciple back.”
These past few days, Lu Xiyue had been growing increasingly uneasy.
Sure, with Liu Xueyao in the Yaochi Holy Land, things would likely lean in Chu Feng’s favor, and the rules of Yaochi probably wouldn’t apply strictly to him either.
But still…Yaochi Holy Land was a female-only sect. And Feng’er was only in his teens, such a small adorable thing…even she found herself smitten just looking at him.
How could others not be tempted?
Zi Xiner responded softly, “You’re not wrong, Xiyue. But the little one has now fused two kinds of sword intent and has even established his sword foundation. You, Xiyue, specialize in only one type of sword intent, but I have some understanding of the other. I can teach the child and help fill in the gap.”
Zi Xiner spoke slowly, her tone unhurried. After she finished, she picked up her teacup and took a gentle sip.
Feng’er had now fused sword intents! And even established a sword foundation!
Lu Xiyue was quietly shocked. This was completely different from what had happened in her previous life.
Hearing Zi Xiner’s words, she couldn’t come up with any solid reason to refute her. It was true…when it came to the Gentle Sword Intent, she only had a superficial understanding, unlike Xiner who had studied it deeply for many years.
If she were to take Feng’er back now, there wasn’t a single sword cultivator in the entire Heaven’s Pinnacle Sect who could rival Xiner in the Gentle Sword Intent.
Lu Xiyue frowned before clenching her hands folded at her waist. In the end, she gave in and said,
“Then let’s go with what you said for now. Let Feng’er stay with you to learn the Gentle Sword Intent. But…I want to supervise on the side.”
Of course, she called it supervising, but in truth, it was monitoring.
As for Ji Yuhuang who had accompanied Lu Xiyue she remained silent the entire time. She simply sat quietly and gracefully like a refined beauty. Every now and then, she would lift her teacup and take a delicate sip.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in her field of vision. A boy whose image had lingered in her thoughts and dreams. Her beautiful eyes immediately lit up.
It wasn’t just Ji Yuhuang; Lu Xiyue and Zi Xiner also noticed the young man the moment he walked in.
***
Chu Feng who saw the three elegant beauties before him, each with a different style, thought to himself,
If only I could take a photo right now…
To capture this rare and stunning moment of three mature goddesses gathered together.
Of course…
He couldn’t!
However, the human camera had already started recording. With a blink of Chu Feng’s eyes, it was as if there was a soft click, and the scene was etched deeply into his memory.
Seeing the beauty in red, with her elegant and noble aura, he initially thought it was Ji Yuhuang. But then, her demeanor suddenly shifted—gentle and warm like a spring breeze in March.
It was Sister Wan’er!
“Greetings, Master, Aunt Zi, Sister Wan’er.”
The moment Lu Xiyue saw her beloved disciple, she wanted to rush over and pull Feng’er into her arms. But with her best friend present, she had to maintain her image.
Lu Xiyue sat up straight, her expression composed and dignified. Still, something puzzled her….why did Feng’er just call Ji Yuhuang “Sister Wan’er”?
She decided to let that slide for now. They were all going to be sisters in the future anyway. But… did Feng’er just call her best friend “Aunt Zi”!?
She had intended to question him about it, but she was afraid of scaring him and ruining the gentle, caring master image she had worked so hard to build. So, Lu Xiyue spoke softly, “Feng’er, have you missed your master during this time?”
How could Chu Feng not miss her? With such a beautiful master who treated him so well, who wouldn’t be fond of her?
He nodded. “This disciple has missed Master every single moment!”
Hearing Feng’er’s words, Lu Xiyue’s face turned slightly red. She gave a light cough, then immediately spoke sharply:
“Well then, Feng’er, why did you call the Holy Master of Yaochi ‘Aunt Zi’?”
For some reason, Chu Feng suddenly felt as though a trace of dark aura was rising behind his usually gentle master.
Ji Yuhuang was also confused.
Why did her little husband call the Holy Master of Yaochi “Aunt Zi”?
That never even happened in their previous life!
She glanced over at Zi Xiner…white hair, a full chest, a curvaceous figure. Despite the aura of holiness she radiated, to a man, that only made her even more alluring.
Not to mention, she matched her little husband’s preference for mature women…
In that instant, a flicker of hostility flashed through Ji Yuhuang’s eyes.
There were already too many wolves and too little meat. If more sisters joined, there wouldn’t even be enough soup to go around.
So, following Lu Xiyue’s lead, Ji Yuhuang nodded and added,
“That’s right, little brother, you’d better give your sister a proper explanation. No hiding anything.”
Zi Xiner didn’t say a word, but her gaze was also fixed on Chu Feng, as if waiting to hear how he would respond.
In just a brief moment, before Chu Feng could even react, three completely different gazes locked onto him all at once.
Sweat immediately poured down like rain—
What… what is happening right now!?
Chu Feng hesitated for a moment, trying to carefully choose his words…
But even that brief hesitation caused Lu Xiyue and Ji Yuhuang’s expressions to darken.
In their minds, it could only mean one thing—
Their naive Feng’er/little husband had clearly been bewitched by Zi Xiner’s shameless body!
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