Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Leng Yuening froze instantly.

Ye Ge was almost a head taller than Leng Yue Ning.

With such a height difference, this hug resulted in Leng Yuening burying herself directly in Ye Ge's chest.

Moreover, Leng Yuening is petite and delicate, the type who can be completely hugged in one go.

Leng Yuening gasped, taking in a full breath of Ye Ge's masculine scent.

Instantly, her face turned bright red from her ears to her fair neck.

This little thief...

That's way too audacious!

How could he do such a thing!

No matter what, he's still my junior...

However, Leng Yuening's body seemed to freeze, completely losing the ability to resist.

My brain seemed to have crashed.

The heart beats like a drum.

A buzzing sound echoed in my mind.

But his body was completely powerless...

Is this what it feels like to be in a man's arms...?

"Ok?"

Ye Ge felt something was off.

Originally, the moment he hugged Leng Yuening, he was already prepared to be severely beaten by her.

It turns out that this old lady didn't react as strongly as expected?

"You...you..."

"What are you doing?!"

Leng Yuening took a long time to react before finally snapping out of it and pinching Ye Ge's soft waist hard with her fingers.

"Hiss—it hurts, it hurts..."

Ye Ge had no choice but to let her go.

Leng Yuening took a few steps back, her pale purple veil unable to conceal her delicate face flushed with rosy cheeks.

She glared angrily at Ye Ge.

"I knew you were a lecherous scoundrel with ill intentions!"

Ye Ge sighed: "You're wronging me. I was healing your Dao heart."

"You're talking nonsense!" Leng Yue Ning said angrily, "What does this have to do with healing the Dao Heart? Besides... it's Xi'er's Dao Heart that's damaged, and I don't need your treatment! You're clearly just taking advantage of me!"

I knew I shouldn't have trusted that petty thief!

As expected, the students taught by Lan Mi are all just like her—utterly wicked and despicable!

"The Cold Palace Master must also be practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique, right?" Ye Ge said. "If the Cold Palace Master has truly forgotten emotions and achieved absolute purity and detachment, then when I hugged you just now, you should have remained calm and composed, without any ripples in your heart. Why would you have such a strong reaction?"

"..."

"Palace Master, your Dao heart is unstable."

"..."

Leng Yuening turned her head away, adjusted her expression, and said with an icy tone, "Who...who said I reacted too strongly? I didn't feel anything at all!"

“But your face is still red, Palace Mistress,” Ye Ge said. “Especially your ears.”

Leng Yue Ning: "......"

"And when I was holding you just now, I could clearly hear your accelerated heartbeat, it was almost jumping out of your chest and into my body."

"Nonsense!" Leng Yuening's face was flustered, and she refused to admit it: "My heart is just naturally beating fast!"

Ye Ge chuckled, "Since that's the case, does Palace Master Leng dare to try again? This time, Palace Master Leng can silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra."

I do not want it!

Leng Yuening immediately thought to herself.

However, although she thought this to herself, she did not immediately refuse.

Instead, they fell silent...

I have to say, the feeling of being suddenly hugged was really great...

For over a thousand years, she had never experienced being held by her father. This was the first time she had felt a man's broad chest and warm embrace...

I actually miss the feeling of that hug from just now...

"During the more than a thousand years that the Cold Palace Master has been cultivating the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique, has she encountered any inner demons?" Ye Ge asked.

“...Of course not.” Leng Yuening naturally refused to admit it.

"That makes sense, after all, Palace Master Leng spent over a thousand years more in seclusion on the immortal mountain than Sister Yu Xi." Ye Ge continued to swindle, "So, as Sister Yu Xi's master, Palace Master Leng had her disciple cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique, but even you yourself don't know how to deal with inner demons, so how could your disciple possibly know?"

"..."

Leng Yue Ning remained silent for a moment, then asked in return, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

“Since you don’t have a demon in your heart yet, Palace Master Leng, why don’t you cultivate one?” Ye Ge suddenly leaned closer and whispered, “After cultivating it, go and defeat it. That way, you’ll have experience in defeating a demon in your heart. Then, you can teach Sister Yu Xi what to do when facing a demon in her heart.”

"What...what kind of twisted logic is this?" Leng Yuening still avoided Ye Ge's gaze and spat, "Cultivators avoid inner demons like the plague, how can they possibly cultivate their own inner demons?"

“But Sister Yu Xi has already developed inner demons. If you, as her master, don’t care about her and don’t try to find a solution, the consequences could be unimaginable.” Ye Ge paused for a moment and thought carefully. “Or, could I go and treat Sister Yu Xi directly? That makes sense. Anyway, Palace Master Leng, you don’t have any inner demons. I can just go and treat Sister Yu Xi directly.”

Leng Yue Ning: "?"

"no!"

"You don't really want to help her with her treatment; you clearly just want to take advantage of my Xi'er!"

Leng Yue Ning glared fiercely at Ye Ge.

"How could that be?" Ye Ge said. "I've always respected girls the most."

"..."

Leng Yuening remained silent for a long time, then hesitated and stammered, "No... I'm not at ease. What if your treatment doesn't work and causes Xi'er to completely shatter her Dao heart and go into a demonic state?"

"Then...?" Ye Ge asked, puzzled.

"You...you might as well just come at me directly." Leng Yuening glanced at Ye Ge, trying to appear serious and calm. "I am her master, I cannot let my disciple take such a risk...Let's prove your method works first, then...we'll talk about it later..."

"Hmm..." Ye Ge smiled slightly and nodded with admiration in her eyes: "You're willing to sacrifice yourself for your disciple. Palace Master Leng is indeed a good master!"

"..."

Leng Yue thought to herself, "Why does this sound so strange?"

"Then let's begin." Ye Ge took two steps forward and stood in front of Leng Yuening again: "Palace Mistress Leng, am I coming again?"

Leng Yue Ning's breathing became rapid again.

The shadow of the tall boy in front of her completely enveloped her petite body.

Leng Yuening feigned composure, but her eyes, like those of a young girl experiencing her first love, shyly looked up at Ye Ge and softly replied, "Mmm..."