After the match ended, the strange looks Deacon Mo and Cao Yunxiao had been giving Chu Feng vanished completely, replaced by utter astonishment. At such a young age, he possessed not only astonishing talent but terrifying strength as well. In the future, perhaps the cultivation world would witness the rise of yet another peerless powerhouse whose name would shake the heavens.
Su Tiantian was just about to pull her little rascal into her arms and shower him with affection when Bai Yuyan stepped in first.
“If you want to talk, then just talk properly. Junior Brother isn’t your toy.”
Bai Yuyan shielded her junior brother behind her.
“A toy?” Su Tiantian let out a seductive laugh. “Miss Bai, you’ve got that all wrong. In this Empress’s heart, this little rascal is my most precious treasure. Even if he were a toy, he’d be this Empress’s personal toy.”
Hearing that only made Bai Yuyan even more unwilling to hand her junior brother over. If that little temptress really devoured him completely, she’d have nowhere left to cry.
Originally, she had planned to slowly nurture her relationship with her junior brother, then return home with him, marry him, and on their wedding night, give him her first time.
If things went that way, this life of hers would be perfectly happy and complete.
But now, her rival was far too formidable. On top of that, there was already another woman who had gotten the first taste, filling Bai Yuyan’s heart with a growing sense of crisis.
Just then, Liu Xueyao silently walked over to stand before Chu Feng.
Chu Feng’s eyes widened. Don’t tell me… Saintess Sister is about to…
“Saint—”
Before he could finish speaking, a delicate hand covered his mouth.
Liu Xueyao blinked. Just as she was about to give her husband another kiss as a reward, a sultry voice suddenly rang out.
“Miss Bai, if you keep bickering with this Empress, your little junior brother is going to get snatched away by someone else.”
Reminded by Su Tiantian’s warning, Bai Yuyan immediately turned around and protectively pulled her junior brother into her embrace, like a mother hen guarding her chick.
Pressed against Bai Yuyan’s C-cup chest, Chu Feng found that while it lacked the overwhelming pressure coming from all directions like Tiantian-jie’s, it certainly wasn’t without its own soft cushioning.
The four of them laughed and teased one another, completely leaving Deacon Mo and Cao Yunxiao off to the side.
Faced with such a scene, the two silently chose to leave the room. If they looked any longer, they’d probably start shouting—
Hallucination… This has to be a hallucination!
Lemons grow on the lemon tree; beneath the lemon tree stand you and me.
***
Heavenly Dao Mountain, halfway up the mountainside.
Within one of the pavilions, faint voices of women conversing drifted out from a palace hall.
Inside the spacious reception chamber sat three mature and captivating beauties.
Liu Shijing sat quietly to one side, her beautiful eyes slightly absent-minded, lost in thought.
Zi Xiner elegantly sipped her tea before looking up at the languid beauty reclining opposite her.
“It’s truly been a long time since we last met.”
“Indeed. I thought the Holy Master of Yaochi contacted me to catch up on old times. Who would’ve thought it would be because of a man.”
The beautiful woman let out a lazy yawn, her clear, melodious voice carrying a hint of amusement.
“Are you sure he’s Elder Liu’s little lover… and not your little lover, Zi Xiner?”
“I only see him as a child. He’s still far too young.”
Hearing Zi Xiner’s words, Liu Shijing couldn’t help but blush.
That’s right… She was already so much older, yet she had actually become involved with a little brat who was only in his teens…
“You can’t say that. Just because someone is young doesn’t mean… that is small too.”
The beauty’s words seemed to carry a deeper implication.
Zi Xiner looked at her longtime friend. “You’ve never even had a Dao companion. How is it that you always work such indecent remarks into your conversations?”
“Heh, that’s where you’re wrong. This big sister here has an extremely solid foundation in theory. Back then, I read so ma— …Forget it. Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand.”
The beauty stopped herself halfway through her sentence and refused to continue.
“So you’re planning to let that kid stay at my place for four years?”
“No. Only until the commotion dies down.”
Zi Xiner did not reveal Chu Feng’s true identity to her friend.
“Haah. If he really stayed here for four years without leaving, that would make things very difficult for me as the vice dean.” The beauty pursed her lips. “How about this instead? You stay here and keep me company for a while.”
“You have no idea. That old man, the dean, claimed he was going to search for the Moonlight Sword Fairy’s new disciple who possesses the Heaven-Mending Stone, then immediately dumped all his work on me. These past few days I’ve been drowning in official documents. Now that you’re here, you can help lighten the load by taking care of some of the paperwork.”
She had always been the lazy type. Suddenly forcing her to handle every aspect of the enormous Hundred Races Academy by herself had nearly worked her to death.
That old dean was probably using the excuse of searching for the Moonlight Sword Fairy’s new disciple to go sightseeing and enjoy himself. He’d been gone for so long already. A Ninth Rank cultivator hadn’t even managed to find a single clue. That wasn’t scientific! No, more importantly, it wasn’t reasonable!
Once that old dean finally came back, she’d announce that she was going to search for the Moonlight Sword Fairy’s new disciple as well and take the opportunity to travel around eating, drinking, and having fun.
“Alright.”
Zi Xiner readily agreed. After all, she had spent the last hundred years in secluded cultivation at the Jade Pool Holy Land. Even without her handling any paperwork during that entire century, the elders had managed the Holy Land in perfect order.
“Wonderful! Finally, someone to help share my workload. Oh, by the way, Elder Liu, would you like to join us as well?”
The beauty suddenly asked.
“Vice Dean, as for me…”
“Oh my, I was only joking.” The beauty waved it off with a smile. “You and your little lover have only just gotten together. How could I possibly separate the two of you? You should spend this honeymoon period properly with your little lover here at the Hundred Races Academy.”
The beauty sat upright and stretched lazily, her alluring figure on full display.
***
Great Yan Empire, Imperial Palace.
Ji Yuhuang looked at Lu Xiyue’s delighted expression after receiving a voice transmission from her little husband. Pretending not to care, she snorted.
“Hmph! Just look at you. Are you really the world-renowned Moonlight Sword Fairy?”
Her words carried a trace of jealousy. Why hadn’t her little husband sent her a message?
Pursing her rosy lips, Ji Yuhuang found herself in a rather sour mood.
“Hehe~ That’s different. Outside, I’m the Moonlight Sword Fairy. But in front of Feng’er, I’m simply a woman.”
“Isn’t he your disciple? You’re practically tempting your little husband into committing a grave taboo.”
“That identity as his master was only a means of getting close to Feng’er. Otherwise, what excuse would I have to openly stay by his side?”
Lu Xiyue spoke as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Besides, there was something thrilling about that identity.
Every time she and Feng’er became one in dual cultivation, she would be overcome with an unusual sense of excitement.
A nameless fire flared in Ji Yuhuang’s heart. This Lu Xiyue… and the outside world actually called her the cold and aloof Sword Fairy. Those people must have been blind.
“Let’s put that aside for now. What do you think about what Little Husband said regarding the Myriad Saints Palace and the Hundred Races Academy?”
“Mhm. I didn’t expect Feng’er to come into contact with the Myriad Saints Palace so soon. But the time still isn’t right. The Myriad Saints Palace’s foundations run far too deep. It won’t be easy to shake them in a short time.”
After so many years of growth, the Myriad Saints Palace’s strength was evident to all. Not only was its fighting power formidable, but it was also said that the sect harbored quite a few ancient monsters who refused to die. There were even rumors that the corpse of the Devouring Heaven Emperor was hidden within the Myriad Saints Palace.
“As for the Hundred Races Academy…” Lu Xiyue recalled, “I seem to have the status of an honorary instructor there. I think it’s with the Sword Cultivator Department.”
“Good!” Ji Yuhuang rose to her feet. “Then let’s make our preparations and head for the Hundred Races Academy!”
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