Chapter 139: Tensions and Tenderness

Two distinct body temperatures—one belonged to the master, the other to Meng Yinlu.

Leng Qingqiu’s expression soured, but it softened a moment later.

At least it wasn’t Junior Sister Baiqian.

With Junior Sister Yinlu, she believed there wouldn’t be any trouble.

Though she hated to admit it.

The truth was, if the master didn’t want it, Yinlu would never make the first move.

Whether to call her pure or naive, she couldn’t decide.

As for Bai Li?

The reason was simple: Bai Li had never been a competitor; she was too weak.

She was only good as a mascot.

Leng Qingqiu shook off the stray thoughts.

First, she had to handle the tasks at hand.

Soon, very soon, she would finish.

Then she could return and join the master in the Shenghua Secret Realm.

Yes.

The Shenghua Secret Realm only allowed entry to those at the Nascent Soul stage or below.

The master’s current cultivation was at the early Nascent Soul stage.

No matter how they checked, that was the case, so he would definitely pass the realm’s inspection.

And she? Heh.

As a cultivator who controlled the Dao of Space, hiding her cultivation and entering a secret realm was the simplest thing in the world.

No prohibition or formation could stop her.

With the coordinates, in the place of enlightenment, borrowing the dragon vein and national fortune, she could even tear through the void.

Heh.

Leng Qingqiu could already imagine the sweet time alone with the master in the secret realm.

For now, she would let them stay with the master a while longer.

Once inside the secret realm, she wouldn’t let him go~

She licked her lips, her eyes glinting with greed and desire.

The incident site was only a few hundred miles from the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

They rode specially bred flying spirit insects with house-like cabins.

Soon, they returned to the sect.

Chu Huaizhou threw Gu Changtian and Su Ling’er in front of the Law Enforcement Hall, detailing their misdeeds.

He told them to act impartially, then left.

The entire hall was stirred. Everyone knelt in the direction Chu Huaizhou had left, paying homage to the sect master.

Then they gathered to discuss punishment for these two rebellious disciples—punishment that would make outsiders think the sect master merciful, yet ensure these two would never cultivate again.

“Master, your disciple… first needs to rest and heal. The battle left me a little injured.”

Back at Tianjian Peak, Xia Baiqian appeared extremely weak.

Jumping off the insect, she stumbled and nearly fell.

Chu Huaizhou caught her just in time.

Her usual lively, sunny demeanor was gone, replaced by a fragile air.

Meng Yinlu recovered quickly; she could move normally by the time they returned.

“Alright… Baiqian, focus on recovering first.”

Chu Huaizhou was worried, but his cultivation was insufficient, and he knew little about medicine.

Rushing to care for her would only cause chaos.

Better to let her stabilize first, then check on her.

Besides, there was something he hadn’t forgotten.

In that strange secret realm, Baiqian had discovered that his primordial essence had been broken.

He hadn’t had a chance to explain before the outside crisis interrupted them.

If he were alone with Baiqian now, what would happen…

He couldn’t say.

But it definitely wouldn’t be peaceful.

Yet he knew he had to address it.

Otherwise, the longer he delayed, the more Baiqian would think, and if she completely fell into darkness, doubling her gravity, all would be lost.

“Zheng zheng—”

Bai Li, full of concern, watched Xia Baiqian leave alone, her back lonely.

She followed to take care of her.

Nine-tailed foxes had many healing techniques.

So only Meng Yinlu, Ye Feng, and Di Xiaoyao (whose soul had returned to the ring) remained.

The three stared at each other, then a sigh came from the ring.

“Little girl Ye Feng, give me to Chu the Sword Immortal first. I have something to discuss with him.”

Chu Huaizhou was startled. Had his intentions been discovered?

He nodded frankly. “Ye Feng, go rest first.”

“There’s a hot spring in the back mountain. You can soak in it, but remember to seal your qi—otherwise you’ll absorb too much essence, and your body can’t handle it.”

“Oh… oh, okay!”

With both masters giving the order, Ye Feng naturally didn’t refuse. Hearing about the hot spring, her eyes lit up.

She had been in this world for a year.

Before, she fetched water from the well and washed with a ladle.

Later, when she had a little money, she heated water in a bathtub at inns.

She really wanted to soak in a hot spring!

“Then I’ll leave it to Master Chu. Your disciple presumes to rest first.”

Ye Feng handed the ring to Chu Huaizhou, bowed, and left with light steps.

Chu Huaizhou took the ring and returned to his room.

Standing at the door, he reached back to close it.

But his hand touched something soft.

“Hmm~”

A light, crisp sound.

Chu Huaizhou’s heart skipped a beat—trouble. He turned sharply, then relaxed.

It was Meng Yinlu, who had been following him.

He thought she would go to her own room and rest a while.

Unexpectedly, she had been behind him the whole time.

What was worse, he hadn’t sensed anyone following, and she was so close!

What he touched was, of course, her slender waist.

Meng Yinlu’s cheeks flushed faintly, but she didn’t dodge.

Her calm eyes even showed a hint of confusion, as if asking why he had pulled back.

Chu Huaizhou seriously suspected that if he hadn’t withdrawn his hand, Yinlu would have let him keep touching without a word.

Sigh… that wasn’t good.

He wanted to tell her to go to her own room.

But seeing how much she wanted to stay with him, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

Never mind, let her come in and sit with him.

There was nothing to avoid.

“Ahem, Yinlu, you should have said something instead of following silently. Sorry if I accidentally touched you.”

“Come in first. Master missed you too.”

Chu Huaizhou chuckled, brushing off the awkwardness.

But then Yinlu lifted her foot to step forward, only to pause and draw back her thigh, now encased in thick black tights.

She stood still, her cheeks suddenly puffing up.

“Master, you’re bad.”

Huh? What was this? Had he done something wrong?

Or did Yinlu want him to touch her… waist?

No, no, absolutely not. Their relationship was what it was—da mei!

But Meng Yinlu’s focus was clearly elsewhere.

She stepped closer, tears in her eyes.

“Didn’t you promise to call me Little Treasure? Why did you go back on your word?”

Chu Huaizhou: “Ah, I’m sorry, Yinlu… Little Treasure. Master was thinking about other things and forgot. Sorry.”

So that was it. He sighed in relief.

But calling her that in front of everyone felt normal.

In private, it carried a hint of something besides affection.

For a moment, an odd atmosphere filled the air.

“Alright, alright. I know I’m interrupting your reunion, but give me a moment.”

“I’m old; I can’t stand watching this.”

Di Xiaoyao’s voice cut through the intimate mood at the wrong time.

As if caught red-handed, both of them moved.

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