Evil Master and Disciple

Lingyin, the most beautiful woman in the world, looks very old, nearly a hundred years old, but she has been living in the fairy tale world she has woven all these years.

She is a complete romantic.

I enjoy reading martial arts novels, especially the love stories between the male and female protagonists, and I long to have a passionate and unforgettable love story of my own.

Does she like Fa Yuan?

She had asked herself this question countless times.

Perhaps it was on the arena of the Lingshan Grand Competition sixty years ago that Fa Yuan instinctively injured her, but then stopped at the crucial moment, which made Ling Yin develop a special feeling for Fa Yuan.

It was both gratitude and surprise.

I am grateful to Fayuan for stopping, but I was also surprised that Fayuan would stop at that time.

Lingyin felt that Fayuan was a real man.

So over the past few decades, she has sought out Fayuan several times and spread rumors about her ambiguous relationship with him, trying to ruin his reputation so that Lingtai Temple would expel him from the sect, and then she might be able to be with him.

The plan had been underway for many years, but unfortunately, Ah Fayuan's position at Lingtai Temple was not weakened, but rather became more secure.

Thirty years ago, everyone already knew that Fayuan would be the next abbot of Lingtai Temple.

Lingyin lived in her own fantasy world and didn't want to face reality.

However, time is the best healer. No matter how perfectly she wove her fairytale dream, it will eventually be broken little by little in the face of the torrent of time.

Lingyin had long known that it was impossible for her and Fayuan to be together. She had also seen through her own feelings. She was only grateful to Fayuan for stopping back then. As for romantic feelings, they no longer existed in her heart.

She was just a weak woman who dared not face reality, and dared not break through the layer of paper that had long since disappeared in her heart.

Over the past sixty years, she has had several opportunities to be alone with Fa Yuan.

Using the Goddess Palace's intelligence network, she discovered that Fa Yuan had gone down the mountain for training, and then she went to find Fa Yuan.

However, when she was with Fayuan, there was always an invisible barrier between them. This barrier was not between the two of them, but deep in Lingyin's heart.

Lingyin knew very well that Fayuan only regarded her as a friend, perhaps a good friend, but had absolutely no romantic feelings for her.

She sought the same tranquility she had felt when she faced the Buddhist monk Fayuan in the arena, but that feeling of peace had not returned in the past sixty years.

The time I spent with Ye Feng was not long, only four or five days at Jiuhua Mountain.

However, Lingyin sensed in Ye Feng the tranquility that she had been searching for all these years, a tranquility that transcended worldly concerns.

This feeling is wonderful.

Even if they didn't speak to each other, just silently watching this busy young man, she felt incredibly peaceful.

She wouldn't want to be alone with Fa Yuan to think about the grudges between the righteous and the demonic, nor would she be careful when speaking, afraid of saying the wrong word.

In front of Ye Feng, all distracting thoughts and ideas would be cast aside.

That peaceful and serene feeling, along with a strange sense of security, made Lingyin's heart flutter.

Before this, Lingyin, like everyone else, mocked Yun Shuang'er, Shangguan Lan, and Shen Tianqi for being in love with Ye Feng, believing that the three women were all deceived by Ye Feng's sweet words.

Only now did Lingyin realize that these three women actually had very high standards.

Ye Feng certainly has a bad reputation and a mischievous personality, but he possesses a unique charm.

It was like a collection of countless mysteries that fascinated the woman.

She's almost a hundred years old now, and she's no longer the naive young girl she once was.

Lingyin has now begun to face reality and knows what is real and what is illusory.

At first, she was a little embarrassed.

But after resting her head on Ye Feng's arm, an unprecedented sense of security washed over her.

She really went to sleep, seemingly unconcerned that Ye Feng would harm her.

And even in her sleep, her body instinctively sought out a comfortable position.

Compared to Lingyin's composure and boldness, Ye Feng, who spends all his time thinking about sleeping with women, is now feeling extremely uneasy.

As he listened to Lingyin's gradually steady breathing and felt her body shifting in her sleep, eventually almost touching his body, bringing a faint warmth, Ye Feng's heart slowly calmed down.

Time passed slowly, and his arm began to ache and ache, but Ye Feng dared not pull it back, nor did he want to.

Ye Feng didn't sleep; he was thinking about Lingyin.

People say that Lingyin is a demoness, and a licentious demoness at that, a demoness who kills without blinking an eye.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt that perhaps the world's evaluation of Lingyin was wrong.

In the early morning, Sanzhi'er's little head poked out of the covers.

It scratched its head with its little paws, seemingly puzzled.

Last night I was clearly being held by Lingyin while I slept, so how come when I woke up, the person Lingyin was holding was my little master?

However, Sanzhi'er's doubts quickly disappeared. It didn't care whether Lingyin was sleeping while holding itself or its little master.

It only cares about what it eats today.

So Sanzhier hopped and skipped away from the cave to find food for the day.

The roe deer was so delicious yesterday! In comparison, the rabbit was terrible; there was hardly any meat, just bones.

Today, Sanzhi'er plans to catch another roe deer so that its little master can roast it for it.

Lingyin was the first to wake up.

She gently opened her eyes and found herself nestled in Ye Feng's arms.

That ugly face, so close yet so far, seemed less ugly in his sleep.

Lingyin hadn't had such a peaceful sleep in a very, very long time.

Even in the Goddess Palace, she remained vigilant at all times.

However, when she was with Ye Feng, a disciple of the righteous path, she could let down all her pretense and defenses.

For a full five hours, she didn't have a single dream, sleeping as soundly as a baby.

Lingyin quietly lifted the covers and found that half of her body was hanging on Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was shirtless.

Lingyin could feel Ye Feng's burning heartbeat.

Ye Feng was still wearing his coat and his pants.

Just as she expected, Ye Feng did not do anything inappropriate to her while she was asleep.

Lingyin gently rubbed her head against Ye Feng's neck, thinking to herself, "If only this man weren't a disciple of the righteous path."

"Um……"

Ye Feng, who was fast asleep, seemed to be disturbed. He mumbled something, then turned around, hugged Ling Yin's body, and put one leg over her.

"Delicious...delicious..."

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

It seems he's dreaming, dreaming of eating some delicious food.