Chapter 112: Master, Please Don’t Tease Me Anymore

A continuous stream of heat rushed to Meng Yingxing’s head.

First, he swept all the books on the table onto the floor, intending to snatch the book from Xiu Qingcheng’s hand, which she was reading and reciting at the same time.

However, how could the little Meng Yingxing manage to grab anything from Xiu Qingcheng?

After several rounds of hard snatching, he couldn’t even touch the pages of the book in Xiu Qingcheng’s hand.

Xiu Qingcheng, on the other hand, was completely playing with Meng Yingxing, like teasing her own pet with a toy.

She sat on the round stool, lightly twisting her body, making Meng Yingxing lunge into empty air time and again.

He even nearly fell flat on the ground.

Xiu Qingcheng held the copy of One Thousand and One Positions high up, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Meng Yingxing, who had returned empty-handed once again.

Her lips curved up, and her face was full of triumphant pride.

‘Heh heh, trying to snatch something from me? Disciple, oh disciple, you are really still too green.’

Thinking of this, Xiu Qingcheng looked at the content of the book, and the voice she used to recite it rose by a few decibels.

She didn’t recite the content because she was truly interested in it; she simply found it amusing to see her disciple so anxious.

As Xiu Qingcheng had said before, if raising a disciple wasn’t for the purpose of teasing them, then it was meaningless!

On the side, Meng Yingxing gritted his teeth and finally got serious, mobilizing his spiritual power to snatch the book.

After all, compared to dying of shame and indignation from the content Xiu Qingcheng was reading and his own uncontrollable, wandering eyes, it was better to fight hard and snatch it back to protect his innocence, which was on the verge of collapsing!

He let out a low shout, straightened his arms, and lunged straight for the book Xiu Qingcheng held high.

Xiu Qingcheng also hadn’t expected Meng Yingxing to be so determined to snatch the book this time.

For a moment, she didn’t have time to dodge; the young boy before her had a determined gaze, his body like a collapsing wall as he crashed toward her.

The boy wasn’t very tall yet, but he already had some weight.

He crashed directly onto Xiu Qingcheng and the chair beneath her, instantly tipping everything over.

After a chaotic clatter of things smashing onto the floor, Meng Yingxing, who was lying on the ground, got up.

When he raised his head, his hand had already grabbed the book from Xiu Qingcheng’s hand.

Joy appeared on his face.

“Hey. Disciple. Get up.”

Before he could be happy for long, Xiu Qingcheng’s emotionless voice came from beneath Meng Yingxing.

Meng Yingxing lowered his head in realization, and his originally dazed gaze was instantly dyed with panic.

Xiu Qingcheng’s exquisitely beautiful face was right before his eyes; her grey eyes no longer held the playfulness from earlier, nor any superfluous emotion, looking like a cool, aloof flower on a high ridge.

Although it was a limited-edition ‘cool beauty’ pose, her current appearance made one feel a desire to smudge ink on a pristine sheet of white paper.

The hot blood that Meng Yingxing had struggled to suppress suddenly surged to its peak.

This, this, this, this, this, this!

What kind of improper conduct was this! What kind of disrespect to his celestial master!

What kind of lack of propriety between men and women!

If this were posted online today, it would be criticized for a thousand and one floors on Xiaohongshu!

“Ma-Master!”

Meng Yingxing cried out in shock, hurriedly rolling off Xiu Qingcheng’s body.

Sitting on the ground, he fiercely scrambled backward until he hit the wall of the guest room.

“It was this disciple who overstepped!”

Meng Yingxing’s gaze darted around the floor in panic, his voice broken and full of helplessness.

“Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”

“Next time I tease you, I’ll tell you in advance.”

Xiu Qingcheng slowly climbed up from the ground, picking up the copy of One Thousand and One Positions that Meng Yingxing had forgotten to take, speaking in a tone of helplessness.

“Ah, there’s a next time!?”

Meng Yingxing was startled, looking at Xiu Qingcheng in shock, his eyes quickly filling with pitiful emotion.

“Master, please don’t tease me anymore!”

He looked exactly like an aggrieved puppy.

Unfortunately, Xiu Qingcheng didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping; her beautiful face was once again dyed with a wicked smile.

“No can do, my obedient disciple~”

“Teacher is doing this to increase your resistance to these things. You are already an adult; there are some things you can start to know.”

“In the future, you will thank me.”

Xiu Qingcheng looked at the completely stunned Meng Yingxing, then turned to pick up the books Meng Yingxing had previously thrown on the floor.

However, the moment Xiu Qingcheng turned around, the wicked smile and composure she had just shown toward Meng Yingxing vanished without a trace.

Regardless of whether Meng Yingxing was considered an adult in the Nine Provinces of Jintian, in Xiu Qingcheng’s eyes, he was still just a sixteen-year-old boy in the prime of his adolescence.

And she was now in a female body.

When Meng Yingxing lunged at her, Xiu Qingcheng realized this fact and thought she had gone too far.

But looking at it now… she had overthought it.

But—in the future, it would be better to tease Meng Yingxing less like that.

Xiu Qingcheng thought this in her heart, but her mouth just had to stay tough on the surface.

‘But… Xiu Qingcheng, oh Xiu Qingcheng, you were actually tackled by a sixteen-year-old boy. How useless!’

Xiu Qingcheng took a light breath, secretly pressing the book in her hand against her chest.

Although this body couldn’t feel a heartbeat, Xiu Qingcheng felt that her heart must be beating very fast.

She gathered all the books Nan Feixue had left there and set them aside.

Suddenly, Meng Yingxing appeared beside her, giving Xiu Qingcheng a fright.

“Damn disciple, who are you trying to scare to death?”

Xiu Qingcheng patted Meng Yingxing’s head.

Meng Yingxing didn’t speak this time; instead, he moved the pile of Nan Feixue’s books over and ignited a fire to burn them all.

Fine, Xiu Qingcheng now knew how much Meng Yingxing didn’t want to see these books.

Xiu Qingcheng thought for a moment and decided she should properly explain dual cultivation in the spirit cultivation world to Meng Yingxing.

A teacher for a day, a father for life!

What Meng Yingxing’s parents could teach him, she would teach.

What Meng Yingxing’s parents couldn’t teach him, she would also teach!

With such diligence and responsibility, she, Xiu Qingcheng, would surely be selected for the title of ‘Best Master Who Moved the Nine Provinces of Jintian’!

Of course, the person selecting this award would naturally be Xiu Qingcheng herself.

After having a very serious talk with Meng Yingxing, although he was still shy, he nodded his head.

Thus, the Little Master’s Dual Cultivation Classroom was in session again.

Xiu Qingcheng explained to Meng Yingxing without any reservations what dual cultivation was and what its benefits were.

She also told stories about people who relied on evil techniques for dual cultivation, warning Meng Yingxing not to casually dual cultivate with others.

“Dual cultivation is something sacred, just like husband and wife!”

After finishing her lecture, Xiu Qingcheng felt as if her face was glowing with holy light.

“Then Master, is that Nan Feixue a villain who uses evil techniques to dual cultivate?”

Meng Yingxing raised his hand to ask.

“Nine times out of ten, probably,” Xiu Qingcheng answered.

While Xiu Qingcheng was holding class for Meng Yingxing, on the other side, Ying Ruci of the Qingling Sect was passionately chasing down Nan Feixue of the Ultimate Desire Sect.

On a rooftop, the two stood facing each other.

“You’ve been chasing for so long, aren’t you tired? I’m tired.”

Nan Feixue lazily hugged her arms, staring somewhat wearily at the righteous-looking Ying Ruci.

“To eradicate you demon cults and return peace to the spirit cultivation world is our duty!”

Ying Ruci spoke with immense seriousness.

Nan Feixue sneered upon hearing this.

“The spirit cultivation world is so big, with so many unhealthy trends and evil deeds. Are you going to purge them all?”

“All of them!”

Ying Ruci nodded.

“Hypocrite! What about your older sister, Ying Rushi? Wasn’t she the one chasing and killing our Ultimate Desire Sect before? How come it changed to you these past few years?”

Nan Feixue had been chased by Ying Ruci for so many years; although they were mortal enemies, now that the person had changed, she strangely missed the old one.

“You don’t need to know. Demoness, accept your death!”

Ying Ruci raised her sword and slashed at Nan Feixue, showing no mercy even to such a beauty.

If Nan Feixue’s cultivation realm hadn’t been lowered to the Myriad Stars realm by Ying Ruci using the Qingling Sect’s secret technique, she would have slapped Ying Ruci away with one palm.

But to escape now, she still needed to use some tricks.

Ying Ruci was only a short distance from Nan Feixue.

Nan Feixue’s beautiful lips curved, and she blew a mouthful of pink breath toward Ying Ruci.

Unable to stop her momentum in mid-air, Ying Ruci’s eyes widened as she inhaled the pink breath directly.

She was greatly alarmed; after Nan Feixue dodged her attack, she hurriedly flipped backward to open up the distance.

“Demoness, what is this!”

Ying Ruci demanded.

Nan Feixue covered her lips and laughed.

“Just as you think, it’s poison gas.”

“You’d best not move right now; if you move, the poison will activate and you’ll die. Since you worked so hard chasing me for so long, I’ll be leaving first.”

Hearing Nan Feixue finish speaking, Ying Ruci didn’t know if she was telling the truth or lying, so she didn’t dare to act rashly and could only watch helplessly as Nan Feixue left.

Of course, what Nan Feixue said was false.

Their Ultimate Desire Sect didn’t have such powerful poison gas.

What she had given Ying Ruci to inhale was the same breath she had blown at Meng Yingxing earlier.

A type of… very mild aphrodisiac.

Anyone who inhaled it would have a dream full of spring romance at night.

The object appearing in the dream would be the most beautiful person the inhaler had ever seen.

Nan Feixue shuttled across the rooftops, gazing at the sun still hanging high in the distance, a seductive smile on her dimpled cheeks.

That was why Nan Feixue told Meng Yingxing “see you tonight.”

She was confident that she was absolutely the most beautiful woman a little fledgling like Meng Yingxing had ever seen; Meng Yingxing wouldn’t be able to resist at all.

“Then, let Big Sister make you feel nice and comfortable in your dream, Little Brother Meng~”