Chapter 156: I Couldn’t Help Kissing Master

The morning had seen Yongning City submerged in demonic fire and the flames of war. Now, even under the tranquil night sky and moonlight, it still carried a hint of clamor.

Throughout this night, sorrowful cries would still occasionally drift from somewhere within the city.

Meng Yingxing stood atop the pavilion, looking out at the vast Yongning City. Gazing at the broken walls and ruins outlined by the moonlight, he was lost in a trance.

The Ting Tian Sword behind Meng Yingxing flashed with white light, transforming into a beautiful silhouette beside him.

The white light vanished like fading fireflies. Under the moonlight, a woman who looked like a descended moon fairy stepped silently onto the wooden floor with her bare feet, which seemed carved from jade.

“Disciple, what are you thinking about?”

Beside Meng Yingxing, Xiu Qingcheng placed her soft hands gently on his shoulders, leaning close to her little disciple whose mind seemed to be wandering.

Strands of her long, fine hair, transitioning from black to red, hung down. The longest strands fell onto Meng Yingxing’s neck, tickling his heart.

“Master.”

Meng Yingxing’s gaze merely fell on Xiu Qingcheng’s face, and he was immediately stunned by her devastatingly beautiful countenance.

It was a daze born from the instinct of his heart; both his mind and heart went blank, intoxicated only by such celestial beauty.

Moreover, Xiu Qingcheng was leaning down now. The loose collar at her chest opened slightly due to gravity, revealing glimpses of the snowy white, soft valley within her clothes.

Meng Yingxing snapped back to reality, forcing himself to look at Xiu Qingcheng’s smooth forehead, partially hidden by her hair.

Even though Meng Yingxing wanted to look at his master’s face forever.

He probably would never get tired of looking at it in his lifetime.

“Just feeling that… a lot of things seem to have happened today.”

“Let me guess, related to that Mo Xinzi who acts like a silent expert?”

Perhaps afraid of shattering the quietly flowing moonlight, Xiu Qingcheng spoke much more gently, her voice soaking into Meng Yingxing’s eardrums like the spilling moonlight.

Saying this, she sat cross-legged on the floor.

Her careless movement completely destroyed the fairy-like temperament she had just displayed.

But to Meng Yingxing, this master was the one he knew.

Master would always be by his side; that was what he thought.

“That too, and also something about a Natural Sword Intent Physique.”

“Master, I suddenly became a genius.”

As Meng Yingxing spoke, he suddenly gave a bitter smile, a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.

“What’s there to be distressed about?”

“I told you you were a genius; do you believe me now?”

“Those guys from the Tianfeng Sect are all people with eyes but no pupils (blind)! Only that Mo Xinzi, who feels weird all over, is somewhat reliable.”

Xiu Qingcheng lifted her pointed chin and patted Meng Yingxing on the shoulder, seemingly trying to show off her exceptionally keen insight.

“Now you have me to take you soaring, take you flying! Take you flying into the trash heap! You don’t need to think about those crappy things from the past at all!”

“Don’t discuss the past, don’t ask about the future. What you need to do and think about is only every step you take right now; this is what is most real.”

Looking at Xiu Qingcheng beside him, whose face was full of petty pride, Meng Yingxing revealed a smile.

The young man’s clean smile was as pure and flawless as moonlight.

“Master, I feel that ever since meeting you, things seem to have been developing in a good direction.”

Hearing Meng Yingxing’s heartfelt praise, the petty pride on Xiu Qingcheng’s face gradually upgraded to great pride.

“Fists are the hard truth! After all, there’s nothing my fists can’t smash!”

She gave a light huff, crossing her arms and lifting her chin almost to the sky.

“So, there is a sentence I have always wanted to say to you, Master.”

This time, Meng Yingxing’s gaze fell on Xiu Qingcheng’s gray eyes. His gaze was so clear that Xiu Qingcheng couldn’t help but meet it directly.

“Say it; you can say anything. There’s nothing you can’t say!”

Xiu Qingcheng declared loudly.

“What I want to say is… Master, it is really great to have met you!”

“Maybe meeting you, Master, is already the best thing in this world, right?”

The gentle, faint smile on the young man’s face turned into moonlight, and his sincere words were like a flawless sword piercing fiercely into the bottom of Xiu Qingcheng’s heart.

At this moment, the young man before Xiu Qingcheng suddenly became so difficult to touch with ordinary eyes.

Xiu Qingcheng abruptly averted her gaze, feeling her face inexplicably heat up all of a sudden.

“What’s happening! Xiu Qingcheng, you old fogey, are you blushing because of a young man’s heartfelt words of gratitude!?”

Drums and gongs began to beat fiercely in Xiu Qingcheng’s heart.

Calm down, Xiu Qingcheng, you need to calm down!

Is it because you’ve been single for too long that you feel your heart flutter at your disciple’s words, which are almost like a confession!?

Damn it! Calm down!!!

Meng Yingxing looked strangely at Xiu Qingcheng, who had turned her head away, and then saw her suddenly jump off the pavilion.

“Master!?”

Meng Yingxing was startled and threw himself to the edge, looking at Xiu Qingcheng who had jumped inexplicably.

Xiu Qingcheng only fell a few meters before flying back up again.

She laughed twice and made a joke with Meng Yingxing: “Oh my, it would be a pity not to bungee jump from such a tall building, don’t you think, disciple?”

Meng Yingxing looked stunned but soon returned to normal.

“Sigh, only Master treats you this well. In the future, you must be filial to Master.”

Xiu Qingcheng had recovered her calm by now and continued to gaslight her disciple, not forgetting her original intention.

Meng Yingxing naturally agreed without hesitation.

To go through fire and water, he would not decline, Master.

The two sat side by side. The moonlight was hazy in the night sky, and the galaxy felt vast and clear, a feeling long absent, incredibly peaceful.

Xiu Qingcheng glanced sideways, noticing the fatigue between Meng Yingxing’s brows.

Her eyes rolled slightly, and she suddenly scooted towards the edge, dangling her legs over the side.

“Disciple, want to sleep for a while?”

Meng Yingxing, poked by Xiu Qingcheng, looked at her subconsciously. He saw a smile of unclear meaning on her face as she pointed to her own thigh with another finger.

Those astonishingly proportioned legs extended outside the platform. The snowy skin glowed faintly under the moonlight. The curve of the thigh Xiu Qingcheng pointed to herself was beautiful, looking extremely soft and tempting.

Meng Yingxing’s heart shook. The little Meng Yingxing inside his heart was already staring with his eyes popping out.

But the current Meng Yingxing was no longer the Meng Yingxing of before. He had discovered that as long as he wasn’t moved by Master’s teasing behavior, the one being teased would become Master herself!

Master! Your disciple is no longer someone who can be casually toyed with!

Thinking Meng Yingxing would continue to show amusing expressions, Xiu Qingcheng was somewhat stunned to see him stare at her legs with a normal expression for a while, then look up and shake his head at her.

“No need, Master.”

Xiu Qingcheng: “?”

Bad news, her disciple actually couldn’t be teased by her anymore?

Just you wait!

Xiu Qingcheng chuckled lightly. Under Meng Yingxing’s watchful eyes, she reached out and pinched her own thigh.

“Really not going to sleep? This is a special reward from Master!”

“Soft and smooth; it should be very comfortable to lie on, right?”

Xiu Qingcheng raised the corner of her beautiful eyes.

At that moment, Meng Yingxing admitted that his cultivation was still not up to par.

The little Meng Yingxing in his heart was already looking all over the floor for his fallen eyes.

“N-n-n-no need, M-M-M-Master!”

Seeing Meng Yingxing’s face turn visibly red and his speech become incoherent, Xiu Qingcheng knew she had succeeded and opened her mouth to laugh.

Meng Yingxing had just felt like he was drunk, but he didn’t want to struggle at all.

Xiu Qingcheng, who was still laughing at Meng Yingxing, suddenly remembered something.

“Hey, stupid disciple. We haven’t discussed the result of that previous matter yet?”

Xiu Qingcheng’s expression suddenly became very displeased, her words and actions jumping at a speed even faster than face-changing.

Meng Yingxing, who had barely managed to retrieve the eyeballs of the little person in his heart, was stunned hearing this, not reacting to what matter Xiu Qingcheng was talking about.

“What matter?”

“You said my mouth is hard (stubborn). Where is my mouth hard? My mouth isn’t hard at all!”

As she spoke, Xiu Qingcheng poked Meng Yingxing’s chest vigorously with her finger.

“Master, your mouth is being very hard right now…”

Although Meng Yingxing thought this, he ultimately didn’t have the guts to say it out loud.

After all, given Xiu Qingcheng’s personality, if he said this, she would immediately ride on top of him.

“Yes, yes, yes, Master, your mouth isn’t hard.”

“Perfunctory, too perfunctory! You must give me a reasonable explanation!”

Xiu Qingcheng wouldn’t let Meng Yingxing off so easily.

She even gently lifted her lips and mumbled, “I’m not hard-mouthed at all. Look, it’s clearly soft!”

Facing such a willful Xiu Qingcheng, Meng Yingxing momentarily didn’t know if her act of lifting her lips was to enhance the atmosphere or to be funny.

But… Xiu Qingcheng’s lifted lips truly captivated Meng Yingxing.

Xiu Qingcheng’s red lips were slightly moist, reflecting a crystalline light under the moon, like the texture of some soft dessert, making one unable to resist wanting to go up and taste a bite.

Gazing at such deliciousness, Meng Yingxing’s heart began to beat uncontrollably again.

Something deep in his heart was urging him, driving him, wanting him to take the initiative to feel what such deliciousness actually tasted like.

“Master, don’t do this…”

Meng Yingxing’s voice was somewhat low, as if suppressing something.

I will lift, I will lift!

Xiu Qingcheng wouldn’t listen to Meng Yingxing. Instead, her rebellious spirit soared, and relying on being favored, she lifted them a bit more.

At this moment, something seemed to detonate in Meng Yingxing’s heart.

Meng Yingxing’s mind suddenly went blank, and he leaned forward.

When he came back to his senses, he could only see his Master’s magnified beautiful eyes before him and the incredible softness pressed against his own lips.

He actually… couldn’t help kissing Master!?