"Zhixia, do you know what you’re saying?!"
Ling Ningzhi wanted to get up and escape, but found she couldn’t muster any strength.
Just now, she was solely concerned with Chen Mo’s safety, not noticing anything amiss. Now, she finally realized something was wrong.
The dense white light dust clung to her Divine Soul, making her thoughts sluggish and her whole being dizzy, like she had secretly drunk her master’s Immortal Brew as a child.
At this moment, an anxious voice came from outside the gauze curtain: "Qingxuan, that dust can affect the mind and will, quickly leave here with me!"
"Master..."
Ling Ningzhi smiled bitterly at the corners of her mouth.
She wanted to leave, but couldn’t gather any strength to do so.
Shen Zhixia was pressing down on her, mumbling something about good sisters riding together, sharing the same spoon, insisting on cooking two bowls of rice together...
Wait, cooking together?
Suddenly, a ridiculous thought flashed through her mind:
When she first learned of her master’s relationship with Chen Mo, she was extremely upset. But what had happened had happened, and there was no point in dwelling on it.
If she forced the two apart, causing her master to suffer the Heavenly Dao Will’s torment day and night, ultimately leading to her death, she’d live under the shadow of guilt forever.
The only solution was to accept the other’s existence...
But the idea of a teacher and student serving someone together was against ethical norms, and both she and her master would suffer moral torment, unable to face each other, their relationship likely beyond repair...
And now was a perfect opportunity.
Anyway, influenced by this white light dust, no matter what absurd thing happened, it couldn’t be blamed on them.
Thinking this, Ling Ningzhi gritted her silver teeth and said to Shen Zhixia, "Since it’s come to this, adding another bowl shouldn’t be a problem, right?"
Shen Zhixia: [・_・?]
Before Zhixia could react, Ling Ningzhi reached through the gauze curtain, grabbed Ji Hongxiu’s hem, and pulled her onto the bed.
"Qingxuan?!"
Ji Hongxiu exclaimed in surprise, unsure what her disciple intended.
Ling Ningzhi, cheeks burning like fire, untied the silk sash from her waist and covered the other’s eyes, stifling her embarrassment, she said, "Last time, the disciple’s eyes were covered, letting Master be reckless. This time, it should be Master’s turn, right?"
Ji Hongxiu: ∑(O_O;)
...
...
Whoosh——
In the courtyard, a gentle breeze blew past.
A slender figure suddenly appeared from the void, stepping with exquisite feet on the bluestone, untouched by dust.
"Tch, ran off quickly enough..."
Yu Youhan sensed a fleeting aura and meticulously examined the area within thousands of miles, but found nothing unusual.
It seemed that the other party was sufficiently cautious, erasing traces before leaving.
However, this also indicated that this was not some passing Great Power, but likely someone with a certain purpose.
"The matters here at Martial Saint Mountain shouldn’t spread so quickly... Could it be that they came for Chen Mo?"
"From the aura that leaked in that instant, the other party’s realm must be at least First Grade, and such strong individuals are rare throughout Jiu Zhou, so who could it be?"
Yu Youhan furrowed her brows, deep in thought.
Suddenly, she sensed something, looked up towards the side room, disbelief flashing in her eyes.
She then took a step forward, her figure abruptly appearing in the room.
She lifted the gauze curtain, and upon seeing the scene before her, her delicate hand clenched tightly, teeth grinding, eyes ablaze with fury.
"How dare you!!"
"To dare do such a thing while I am not here?!"
She was only gone for a moment, and they took the chance, with both master and apprentice joining forces, even dragging Shen Zhixia into it!
All those previous words were thus wasted!
However, the group ignored her, completely absorbed, oblivious to heaven and earth.
Seeing herself ignored, Yu Youhan could no longer suppress her killing intent, feeling a burning sensation on her wrist.
Just as she prepared to forcibly sever the connection, pulling Chen Mo from the heap of rouge, the red silk moved far faster than her, instantly entwining her and Chen Mo’s hands tightly together, making it impossible to move.



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