Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 187 Tenderness and Sweetness
Seeing him like this, Su Zhirou smiled secretly.

"You're still laughing, it's all because you've drained me dry. I used to be so strong, but in just these few days you've sucked away all my yang energy."

Su Zhirou said coquettishly: "Every time I ask my husband to take it easy, he insists on making trouble. I'm exhausted these past few days, and you still blame me."

"Still talking back. I'm like this because of you, a seductress."

"I didn't seduce."

"You admitted it that day. You seduced her on purpose."

"That doesn't count. My husband forced me to say that."

Song Xian saw the mirror in front of him and was unmoved. He whispered a few words in her ear. Su Zhirou blushed and shook her head quickly: "No, that's absolutely not possible. My husband, don't even think about it."

The two were chatting about private matters between husband and wife when footsteps were heard again outside.

Su Zhirou quickly took out his hand that had reached into his bellyband to do something naughty.

"Put your clothes on."

"The clothes haven't been brought yet!"

"Put on that wedding dress first, and don't let anyone see it."

"Xiaohong is not a stranger. She has been with me since she was a child."

"No one else is allowed to see it from now on, not even women. Put it on quickly."

Su Zhirou pouted and had to put on the wedding dress.

Only after she was dressed did Song Xian open the door and Xiaohong walked in holding the clothes.

Seeing the messy bed, the quilt and sheets soaked with their sweat, and the unusual smell in the room, her face turned red with shame.

Su Zhirou also noticed it, lowered her head and secretly pinched Song Xian's arm.

"Um! Go get a big bucket of hot water. I need to wash up later. Also, throw away this bed quilt and sheets and replace them with new ones." Song Xian was also a little embarrassed, but still pretended to be calm.

"Yes." Xiaohong's face turned red, even her ears were red, and she walked out with her head down.

"Wait, take the sheets and bed to the backyard and burn them. Don't let anyone see you. Don't say anything you shouldn't say after you get out."

"Yeah." The woman responded in a thin voice and walked out quickly, as if she was escaping.

"You, a maidservant, should keep your mouth shut!"

Su Zhirou gave him a sidelong glance.

Song Xian took her hand, held her fingers tightly and walked out.

.........

Inside the main hall, the Qingyuan Sect's headmaster, Wang Qianzheng, was chatting casually with Zhong Wenyuan.

Seeing Song Xian coming in, the two of them immediately stood up to greet him.

Seeing Song Xian's face full of smugness and high spirits, and Su Zhirou following him shyly with her head down, Zhong Wenyuan felt relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.

Song Xian was forced to marry Su Zhirou, which made him feel a heavy burden in his heart, because the matter was caused by him. He believed that it was because of him that the headmaster was forced to marry someone else's concubine.

This would inevitably cause others to laugh at him in the cultivation world, and he always felt guilty about it.

Seeing the harmonious relationship between the two and their loving relationship, he felt a little relieved.

This matter would have caused controversy, and if the two of them still couldn't get along, then he would have been guilty of a great crime.

"Master." Zhong Wenyuan saluted respectfully.

"Master Song, I hope you don't mind my intrusion." Wang Qian smiled and bowed.

"Master Wang, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. This is your wife, Su Zhirou." Song Xian returned the greeting.

"I've long heard that the wife Sect Leader Song married is as beautiful as a fairy, the most beautiful woman in our Bianxi City. Seeing her today, I can see that her reputation is well-deserved. Madam Song is truly stunningly beautiful, so stunning that she can make fish sink to the bottom of their waters, geese drop to the ground, and the moon hide in shame. I congratulate Sect Leader Song and Madam Song on their happy marriage."

"Master Wang, thank you for your compliments. Please take a seat!"

"I didn't know that Master Song was getting married, and I was unable to attend the event, so I have nothing to congratulate you with. I can only offer this pair of mandarin duck rings to express my congratulations. I hope Master Song and Madam Song will not dislike them." Wang Qian flipped his hand and took out an exquisite stone box.

"Master Wang, you are too polite." Song Xian took the stone box and opened it. Inside was a pair of small gold and silver rings. He didn't need to use his spiritual sense to probe. He knew with his true eyes that this was a pair of top-grade magic weapons, and they were the best among the top-grade magic weapons. Each one had thirty-two restrictions.

"Each of these mandarin duck rings has thirty-two layers of restrictions. One pair of materials is taken from the bones of a pair of red eagles. Red eagles are famous mandarin duck companions. They only have one partner in their lifetime. Once they form a pair, they will remain together for life. If one red eagle dies, the other will either remain alone for the rest of its life or commit suicide for love."

"The golden magic weapon is made from the bones of a male red flame eagle, and the silver one is made from the bones of a female red flame eagle." Wang Qian explained.

This was the Qingyuan Sect's most valuable possession, and they had to take it out in order to resolve the crisis.

Song Xian was very happy to hear this. He glanced at Su Zhirou next to him and saw that she was lowering her head with joy in her eyes.

There is nothing special about having just two top-grade magic weapons. The key is that these magic weapons are appropriate to the time and situation and are exactly what the two people want.

Moreover, this circular magic tool is very small and easy to carry, and can be carried on your hand.

There are countless high-quality magical instruments in the world of cultivation, but most of them are large in size and are not convenient to carry unless you have a storage bag.

This is why there are so many magical instruments such as swords and knives, because wearing a sword around the waist is more convenient and beautiful.

If it were an axe, the fork would be unsightly.

However, the difficulty of refining small magical instruments, such as needles, rings, and mirrors, is much higher than that of refining other magical instruments, which is a great test of the instrument refiner's skills.

Those who can refine this kind of magical weapon are all masters.

Song Xian picked up the pair of rings and looked at them carefully. The patterns on them were intricate and very exquisite. The three words "Yuanyang Ring" were engraved on both instruments, and they were specially distinguished by gender.

Just as Wang Qian said, the word "male" was written on the back of the golden mandarin duck ring, and the word "female" was written on the back of the silver mandarin duck ring.

Song Xian was overjoyed. He picked up the golden mandarin duck ring and put it on his hand. He also wanted to give the silver mandarin duck ring to Su Zhirou.

Just as he took it from the stone box and was about to put it on her, Su Zhirou secretly pinched him while interlocking her hands with his.

Only then did Song Xian put the mandarin duck ring into the stone box and put it away.

"This is such a valuable gift that I would be ashamed to accept it and would be disrespectful to refuse it."

"It's just a small thing, how can it be considered precious? As long as Master Song and Madam Song like it, that's all that matters. Besides, a sword is a gift to a hero, and a match made in heaven like these two, a man and a woman, deserves this mandarin duck ring. This is also its blessing."

"Thank you very much, Master Wang. Please take a seat!"

Song Xian took Su Zhirou's hand and walked over to the main seat, which had only one seat. Seeing this, Zhong Wenyuan quickly brought a stone chair and placed it next to it. The two of them sat down, and Su Zhirou quietly withdrew her hand. "Master Wang, you're here today not just to celebrate my wedding, right? If you have anything to say, please speak frankly." With such a valuable gift, it was certainly impossible for the other party to just drop in for a casual chat; there had to be something important. Song Xian knew this, and he didn't want to beat around the bush. He wasn't so concerned about sect affairs right now, and just wanted to resolve them quickly.

"To be honest, I wouldn't come to your temple unless I have something to ask. Sect Leader Song is also aware of our sect's predicament. I hope Sect Leader Song can offer some assistance."

"Hasn't the Loose Cultivator Alliance already withdrawn its siege of your sect? What else is your sect worried about?"

"They've withdrawn for now, but we don't know when they'll return. They've suffered heavy casualties in the battle at Humen City, and they're about to participate in the Luoyun Sect competition, so they haven't targeted our sect. But once they recover, they could mobilize forces to attack our sect at any time. If this matter isn't resolved thoroughly, our sect will have no peace."

"That's true. However, our sect is powerless to do anything about this matter! I've tried to persuade the Ding family many times, but to no avail."

Wang Qian opened his mouth, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

He had heard that the woman Song Xian married was the niece of Wen Yiren, the wife of the Luoyun Sect's headmaster, so he immediately found the pair of mandarin duck rings from the treasures hidden in the Qingyuan Sect. He originally wanted to ask him to talk to Wen Yiren about the benefits and let Wen Yiren come forward, but now he was in front of Su Zhirou, so he felt it was difficult to open his mouth.

"Master Wang, please feel free to tell us what you need. We will do our best to help you if we can."

"I heard that Madam Song is Senior Wen's niece. Could you please ask Madam Song to speak a few words in our sect's favor in front of Senior Wen? If Senior Wen is willing to intervene, those independent cultivators will definitely not dare to force our sect."

Su Zhirou didn't think that the matter would involve herself, and she didn't know how to respond, so she looked at Song Xian.

Wang Qian immediately added, "If Sect Leader Song can resolve this matter, our sect will be deeply grateful and is willing to give half of our training rooms at the mountain gate to your disciples for use."

After experiencing this series of twists and turns, the Qingyuan Sect is almost on the verge of collapse. It must reconcile with the independent cultivator forces as soon as possible and then find a way out. Otherwise, it will be destroyed within a few years.

Wang Qian had no other options at this point. He had thought that if he tried his best to help Luo Yun Sect, Luo Yun Sect would step in to resolve the crisis, but he didn't expect that Luo Yun Sect would simply ignore him.

Ever since he was kicked out by the owner of the market town, broke his promise to the Beast Taming Sect, and was terminated from the three industries he took over from them, he has not even been able to see Yang Jinzhang until now. He can only come to Song Xian for help with the last glimmer of hope.

"As for this matter! Let's discuss it later. We need to find a suitable opportunity. Let's talk about it after we participate in the Luoyun Sect competition!"

Song Xian really wanted the training room with the top-grade spiritual vein in Qingyuan Sect, but he had no confidence in being able to invite Wen Yiren.

Although Wen Yiren and Su Zhirou are aunt and niece, this little affection may not be enough to persuade her. Secondly, he does not want to force Su Zhirou to ask for help.

"Then I'll leave everything to Master Song."

The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Qian said goodbye and left.

Song Xian discussed the sect's affairs with Zhong Wenyuan for a while, and then returned to the new house in the inner courtyard of the mansion.

The bedding on the bed had been changed, and there was a large wooden barrel filled with hot water in the middle of the room.

"Husband, the water seems a little cold. How about changing to another bucket?" Su Zhirou used her hand to test the water temperature. When she turned around, she saw Song Xian placing a mirror in front of the wooden barrel.

When she was about to ask why the mirror was moved, Song Xian had already hugged her and undressed her.

Su Zhirou finally reacted, remembering what she had said before. Her face flushed with shame and she struggled fiercely: "Let me go, let me go, I don't want it."

How could Song Xian let go? He quickly stripped off their clothes and carried her into the wooden barrel.

"Okay Zhirou, let's try it this time." Song Xian used both soft and hard tactics, half coaxing and half forcing her to turn her body over, letting her lie down facing the mirror with her hands on the edge of the wooden barrel.

Su Zhirou's face flushed red, she clenched her teeth and said nothing, her eyes tightly closed, not looking at the mirror.

Song Xian's bestial nature was aroused. He kept coaxing her into opening her eyes and seeing that it didn't work, so he described the movements and expressions of the two people in the mirror one by one, whispering in her ear like a devil's whisper.

Song Xian kept asking for more until he was completely satisfied.

After making love, Su Zhirou collapsed in his arms like mud.

Song Xian held her in his arms, kissed her lovingly, and whispered in her ear.

"Is it more comfortable than anything we've tried these days?"

Su Zhirou rested her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily, and ignored him.

"Take a break first, and do it again later. It's not enough yet!"

"No, I'm so tired." Su Zhirou cried.

"Come back when you've rested. Don't you like it?"

"do not like."

"You say one thing and mean another. How hypocritical! I didn't like how you were screaming so loudly and reacting so violently just now."

Su Zhirou blushed and bit his neck. After a while, she let go and said angrily, "Husband, don't you blame me for seducing you and sucking away your yang energy? Now you blame me again."

"It was seduction in the first place. You saw how you looked in the mirror just now. That's how you've been these past few days. If you say it's seduction or not, who can resist it?"

"Bullying." Su Zhirou blushed with shame and bit him again. This time she used a little force, but she was reluctant to bite through it, leaving only two lines of teeth marks.

"Zhirou, from now on in the sect, what are you going to take care of? Is there anything you want to take care of?"

"Do not want to."

"You have to take care of something! Everyone in this sect has a corresponding position. You, the headmaster's wife, can't just be a hands-off manager!"

"Then I will focus on my husband."

"Then you will be the chief supervisor. By the way, you can manage the sect's finances and watch over our purse."

"I haven't cared about it, and I don't want to care about it."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Su Zhirou lay in his arms, lowering her head with a slight smile on her lips: "I just want to control my husband."

"This isn't a sect position. You can't really have a headmaster oversee it! Asking my wife to oversee me would be a joke, wouldn't it? You're in charge of the sect's finances. I'm not asking you to actually manage them; Senior Brother Lu Yuan is already in charge. Just check the accounts when you have time and keep track of them. If you have any questions, tell me. Money is the most important thing to the sect."

Su Zhirou raised her head, her eyes as gentle as water: "Husband, where is the mandarin duck ring? Let's take it with us!"

"I wanted to bring it to you just now, but you pretended to be so serious. Why should I bring it to you now? It will be in the way. I'll bring it to you when I go out."

Su Zhirou nudged him with her head. "What are you going to do about what that man said? If you agree to it, I'll go talk to my aunt."

"I'm afraid even if I tell you, it might not be of any use. Will your aunt be easy?"

"do not know."

"I don't think she loves you that much. She'll most likely not agree. She might even think I'm marrying you just for this matter, to get closer to her! Besides, this isn't your business, it's the sect's business, so she won't care."

Although Song Xian did not know the specific details of their relationship, from the fact that he gave his daughter to the old man Dong Jianchang as a concubine, he knew that he did not value this cousin that much.

Su Zhirou hugged his chest with both hands and squeezed into his arms again.

(End of this chapter)