After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

Qing Yueqiu only felt like a smooth egg with its shell peeled off. Being held by Pei Yuhan, she no longer had any secrets to hide.

She hid her head in Pei Yuhan's arms, greedily feeling the same warmth and happiness as she felt on that cold night in the capital, while waiting for her master's judgment.

How would a master deal with a disciple who had forbidden feelings for him?

Probably expelling him from the sect... After all, the master would not do anything to let down his mistress.

My master's wife will never forgive me for being like this...

I thought that from now on I would never be able to feel the warmth of my Master at such a close distance again.

Qing Yueqiu's ruby-like eyes dimmed, and her hands grasped Pei Yuhan's collar tightly, reluctantly.

"Yueqiu, what's wrong? I just ate a mint-flavored pill snack, why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Did you suffer any internal injuries from that sword strike just now?"

Pei Yuhan's concerned voice came from above his head. When Qing Yueqiu realized that his master had not discovered his despicable feelings, the first thing he felt was not joy, but... sadness?

Because she didn't think of herself as a woman, but always saw herself as that poor child picked up on a snowy night, she didn't have the slightest thought of associating it in anything unclean.

No, this is the normal relationship between master and disciple, right?

Sure enough, I was the only one who was weird.

Qing Yueqiu laughed miserably in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and said in a somewhat dry voice: "It's nothing, Master... I just felt a little dizzy after overdrawing my spiritual energy."

"Yueqiu, you shouldn't push yourself like this."

Pei Yuhan helped Qing Yueqiu brush away the snowflakes on her head and sighed.

He remembered that in his previous life, teachers wanted to tie students to their desks and chairs, so that students could block out all distractions except for normal physiological activities and study for more than twelve hours.

I didn't expect that now that I have become a teacher, what I want my disciples to do is to relax more.

Qing Yueqiu blinked her long light-colored eyelashes. Listening to her master's concern for her, she felt that all her hard work in the past few days had paid off.

It was as if the Master was focusing his attention on her, which was more gratifying than the improvement of her cultivation.

"It's okay, Master. It's just this level. Yue Qiu won't be a problem. I want to grow up quickly and help Master."

Xuanyuan Dao Sect allocates resources to each cave according to the cultivation level of the cultivators in the cave.

In the past, there were two Gods of Transformation in the Han Palace Sword Mansion. Now, one of them has wasted his cultivation, and the other has fallen to the Nascent Soul stage.

Even though the resources allocated to Hangong Sword Mansion are more than those for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators due to old friendships, there is still a huge difference compared to the resource shares in the past.

This was like adding insult to injury for the Han Palace Sword Mansion, which was already in urgent need of spirit stones.

Qing Yueqiu wanted to break through to the Nascent Soul stage as quickly as possible and win the first place in the sect competition that would be held soon.

If everything goes well, she will become the seed disciple that Xuanyuan Dao Sect focuses on cultivating and will receive a large amount of resources from the sect.

She wanted to use her strength to tell her master after her master's wife failed:

I, Qing Yueqiu, can also support the Han Palace Sword Mansion together with my master!

Pei Yuhan opened his mouth when he heard this, and finally stroked Qing Yueqiu's head, which felt very good, and said:

"Yueqiu, you are thoughtful."

He wanted to say, since the master is here, you as a disciple don’t need to work so hard.

But on second thought, this seems too self-righteous.

Since this is the path Yueqiu has chosen, let's respect her determination and dedication.

Chapter 28: The Stupid Disciple and the Confused Master

"Senior Sister, you seem to be in a good mood. Did you just see Master?"

The voice of the junior sister came from behind, which made Qing Yueqiu startled. She turned around and said calmly: "Yes, I saw the master."

"But...how did Junior Sister guess it? Did she rely on the intuition of her Seven Apertures Mind?"

Qing Yueqiu had heard that her junior sister possessed a talent called the Seven Apertures Mind, but in the past, she had always thought that this talent would only take effect when one had comprehended the magic. She did not expect that it also had an effect similar to mind reading.

This is a bit troublesome. If Junior Sister knew about my impure thoughts about Master, and if she told Master's Wife...

Qing Yueqiu subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, but then let go out of fear.

What terrible idea did I just...have?

Yu Xiaoyan glanced at Qing Yueqiu who had a puzzled expression on her face. She originally wanted to keep the secret to tease this dull girl, but seeing how nervous she was, she decided to just go straight to the point.

"Well, because the shy blush on Senior Sister's face and the uncontrollable curling of her lips are telling me, 'Junior Sister, I was just praised by Master~'"

“… Nonsense!”

"I am not a child anymore, Senior Sister. How could I become so shy just because of Master's praises..."

It was as if her clothes were stripped off and her extremely delicate parts were exposed. Qing Yueqiu's breathing became a little rapid, and her jade-like peaks, which were no weaker than those of her master's wife, trembled with her rapid breathing.

"Don't be nervous, Senior Sister. I was just joking with you. Could it be that I was right?"

Yu Xiaoyan's voice made Qing Yueqiu loosen her tightly clenched pink lips. She felt extremely ashamed when she realized that she had lost her composure in front of her junior sister.

I had clearly promised to accompany my master to support the Han Palace Sword House, but I didn't expect that I was so immature that I couldn't even set an example of a calm and steady swordsman in front of my little sister...

But there is nothing that can be done about it.

Qing Yueqiu didn't know why, but once her master was involved, her usually cold personality became agitated.

As the exercise spiritual energy calmed the restlessness in her body, Qing Yueqiu returned to her previous appearance of the cold and silent silver-haired fairy.

She nodded to Yu Xiaoyan calmly and said, "Senior sister just found out that Junior sister was joking."

What she meant was that I am just playing with you, little junior sister, for fun, so don’t take it seriously.

"..."

Yu Xiaoyan glanced up and down at the silver-haired fairy's increasingly curvy and slender body, which had nothing to do with her cold and aloof appearance.

I cursed in my heart: "Stupid cow, do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

"I don't need a very keen mind to understand your thoughts. Maybe my master's wife already knows what dark thoughts you have...but she knows you won't dare to cross the line, so she doesn't intend to expose you!"

.........

Well--

Pei Yuhan slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously reached out to the side, wanting to hug something warm and soft, but he caught nothing.

Oh, yes...Li Yuan doesn’t sleep with me now.

We have been living in separate rooms for more than half a year, but I still haven’t adapted to it.

No, maybe it’s not that I haven’t adapted, but that getting up early to grab something has become a muscle memory.

Thinking of this, Pei Yuhan suddenly felt a little depressed. He slapped his right hand mercilessly and scolded: "My whole life has been ruined by your restless hands! Can you control yourself?"

[This is the first time I have seen someone fighting with his left and right hands. He is clearly aroused, but he still blames his right hand! ]

Bai Jingjing's sarcastic voice was heard.

It was obvious that the little female ghost wanted to quarrel with her owner again.

Even though every time she ended up being spanked on the butt and begging for mercy with tears in her eyes, the little female devil still enjoyed provoking her master.

Perhaps, this is the bad habit of "M attribute explosion" that even Bai Jingjing herself cannot control?

Pei Yuhan began to consider whether he should practice sword again...

hum-

It was as if it sensed that its master wanted to have an affair with another sword.

The Buyu placed on the edge of the table began to shake violently, and the solid wooden table was immediately covered with icy white frost.

[Pei Yuhan! Are you trying to replace me?!]

[You bastard! You ungrateful bastard! I fought with you for so many years——]

Bai Jingjing started to make a fuss again, and Pei Yuhan was also angered by this guy.

"If you were a little more reliable, would I have thought of changing my sword? Every time I meet Shang Miaoyan, I surrender to her at the speed of light!"

Bai Jingjing emerged from silence, and as the frosty sword energy gathered, a three-nothing loli appeared in front of her with her hands on her chest, looking down at Pei Yuhan.

"Hey, I've told you more than once, it's obviously your fault as the master, okay? A sword without a master can't even exert 50% of its power!"

"You were the one who taught your disciples these words! Tell them to never let go of their swords!"

"As a result, your master was controlled by that charming woman the first time he met her. He couldn't even hold the sword!"

Perhaps it was the burst of inspiration today, Bai Jingjing inexplicably felt that her debating skills had greatly improved. Sentence after sentence shot out from her small mouth like marbles and hit Pei Yuhan's body.

She closed her mouth only when she was tired of talking, and hummed twice like a victorious rooster.

She closed her eyes, like a peerless master who would turn his back when facing the enemy, and waited patiently for the enemy to make the first move. She was ready to refute Pei Yuhan as soon as he spoke.

But even after half an incense stick of time had passed, Bai Jingjing still didn't hear Pei Yuhan's voice.

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw that Pei Yuhan was not looking at her at all, but just staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

Marula, it seems like he really broke down.

Obviously, I just want to play with you...

Bai Jingjing floated above Pei Yuhan, stretched out her small toes like a white rabbit, and poked Pei Yuhan's face.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"In the past, shouldn't you have used those great principles to convince me? If you couldn't convince me... you would spank me... Why don't you move now?"

"You're right, Bai Jingjing. The current predicament is indeed my fault.

With that damn demon mark, we really can’t deal with that witch…”

Pei Yuhan murmured.

"What are you going to do?"

Bai Jingjing stood in front of Pei Yuhan's head, squatted down, and looked into his beautiful eyes with distinct black and white.

Sometimes Bai Jingjing also doubted whether Pei Yuhan really did not have the blood of their fox demon clan? Otherwise, how could he attract women's attention more than those male fox demons in their clan who were good at using charm?