Someone raised their hand and closed the door first, ending this awkward and dramatic scene.

Upon seeing this, Si Jin immediately stood up, teleported to Mu Linyuan's side, and pushed him into the house.

Then, pretending nothing had happened, he reopened the door.

He lowered his eyes, sizing up the group of demonic cultivators, his tone unfriendly.

"What kind of behavior is this, with you all gathered here so early in the morning, making such a racket? All of you, stand facing the wall and reflect on your behavior!"

The overwhelming pressure forced the demonic cultivators to keep their heads down.

Although I was scolded, I felt relieved.

Sure enough, what they had just experienced was a hallucination.

The cult leader is still the same cult leader!

"Yes! Please forgive us, Master, we'll be leaving now!"

After everyone admitted their mistake, they immediately turned around and ran away.

The palace doors closed again, and Si Jin reached out to rub her still sore waist after the pain was blocked.

A flicker of heartache crossed Mu Linyuan's eyes. He quickly went over and scooped the person up in his arms: "Are you still feeling unwell? Lie down, let me help you..."

"Master! I think you still need hot water for the little beauty of the Demon Extermination Sect..." The demon cultivator who had gone to get hot water returned and pushed the door open a crack.

I just saw Si Jin being hugged inside the room.

His pupils dilated violently, and he immediately slammed the door shut.

Immediately afterwards, with a "clatter," the basin fell from his hand, which he hurriedly picked up again: "I didn't see anything, Master, spare my life!"

Si Jin's face turned completely dark.

Clatter—

He slammed the door shut with his divine power and shouted angrily, "Get out!!"

… …

Mu Linyuan didn't understand why Jinjin was taking her anger out on him when it was clearly the demonic cultivators who made the mistake.

He was also punished by being forbidden from sharing a bed with his wife for half a month.

This punishment might have been insignificant to him in the past, and he might not have even taken it to heart.

But after tasting the deliciousness, it became a huge ordeal.

So, on the fifth day after the rooms were assigned, Mu Linyuan finally sneaked through the window and entered the boy's bedroom.

Seeing that Si Jin hadn't returned from dealing with sect affairs, the White-Robed Immortal Venerable once again crossed the line, secretly removing his outer robe and hiding under the covers, wearing only an inner garment.

The moment Si Jin entered, he flipped over and pinned her to his chest.

The white hair hung down slightly, falling beside the boy's ears. With a couple of light flicks, it transformed his ears into fluffy animal ears.

It stood on my head and shook slightly.

Si Jin paused slightly, seeing the intense heat in Mu Linyuan's eyes. She then reached out and tucked a strand of his hair behind her ear, asking knowingly, "What brings Master here so late?"

Mu Linyuan wasn't good at lying, and his ears turned red as he replied, "I'm admiring the moon."

"Oh? Is the moon beautiful?"

"It's beautiful." Mu Linyuan lowered his head and lightly kissed the boy's lips. "But, it's not even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as you."

Si Jin's breathing became a little unsteady from his influence, and she joked, "Master accepted me as a disciple, and this is all you've taught me?"

"Are other people's masters like this too?"

"Do the First Elder and Third Elder of the Demon Extermination Sect treat their inner disciples this way too?"

Si Jin's eyes were bright. She knew that Mu Linyuan blushed easily and couldn't resist being teased, but she still insisted on pushing his moral bottom line.

"Mmm." Mu Linyuan blushed, lowered his head, and bit the boy's porcelain-white collarbone.

He said in a deep voice, "Everyone has their own way of treating their disciples, and they are all different. You are my disciple, so you must abide by my rules, understand?"

"If you understand, then reply: Master's teachings, your disciple will remember them."

Mu Linyuan's words and eyes were very gentle, as if they could melt water.

But the tenderness here must be repaid tenfold elsewhere.

Not long after she finished speaking, Si Jin's eyes reddened.

"Master's teachings...disciple will...um...remember them..."

Mu Linyuan has somehow learned to be bad; he insists on making things difficult for others.

"Jinjin, don't speak in such a halting way, speak in a continuous stream."