Chapter 58 I've satisfied you, so you're going to dump me?

"I will!" Ling Shu stepped out of her arms, picked up the clothes scattered around her, and moved a little further away. When she was dressing, she found that her breasts... seemed a little bigger. She hadn't forgotten the pleasure brought by the intimacy just now. She remained silent and learned to pull herself back from the succumb.

"Zhuang Jinfu".

She had her back to her; she didn't have the courage to turn around. She hated the current contradiction: she wanted to hear a definite answer that the other person loved her, but she was also afraid of the unpredictable consequences of their mutual descent into infatuation.

"What?"

"We can't do this."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a voice said, "Isn't this what you've always wanted? I've given it to you, and now you're going to dump me?"

"I was naive and ignorant back then."

"Ling Shu, you can't just dismiss the whole past with a single sentence like 'childish and ignorant.' You can't live like that."

"I offended you by mistake, it was my fault. I apologize, and this is the end of our relationship. I will continue to be your disciple and our master-disciple relationship will continue." After Ling Shu finished speaking, she felt really uncomfortable. Why couldn't she control her attachment to her this time? She was now in a dilemma. Her reason once again won over her emotions. They needed to keep their distance, and she needed to get dressed and leave.

The sudden drop in temperature was chilling, and her skin clearly felt the source of the cold approaching. A terrifying pressure pressed down on her, and even her thousand-year-old demon core couldn't withstand it, causing the hairs on her body to stand on end.

Ling Shu turned around and saw that the person straightened up and knelt on the couch, moving his knees to approach her. The pressure of the ascended person was like a thousand-pound mountain, pressing down invisibly in the air. Her hands and feet went weak, and she wanted to get off the couch and escape, but a sharp sword was placed in front of her, completely blocking her way.

"Zhuang Jinfu, you are unethical! You actually used your power to intimidate me!"

She was still getting closer when Ling Shu threw a pillow at her: "Don't come any closer!" The pillow was caught steadily and tossed aside. Like a tiger pouncing on its prey, Ling Shu braced herself against the bed railing behind her, pulling her into his arms, and said coldly: "You should have thought about the consequences of provoking me back then."

Ling Shu bit her lip, shrank back, and brought her knees together. She supported herself on one arm's length away from Zhuang Jinfu, her eyes glistening with tears. She said aggrievedly, "Zhuang Jinfu, isn't it enough that I apologize to you?"

"no."

She refused, and Ling Shu became even more conflicted, a single tear sliding down her cheek: "You can't do this with me... You'll be ridiculed by others."

In the past, she would have loved Zhuang Jinfu to tell her that she loved her so much that she was afraid of losing her, and that she wanted to hold her tightly in her arms. What did worldly opinions matter? Who the hell cared what others said, cursed, or hated? As long as they loved each other, that was enough.

Ever since she learned about Gu Wan, she has been afraid.

It turns out that ascension is not a permanent solution; immortals can fall into the status of fallen immortals due to their unstable minds causing great disasters.

She didn't want Zhuang Jinfu to become a fallen immortal.

Zhuang Jinfu seemed to have cast aside everything that she considered taboo, leaving only her in her clear and beautiful eyes: "So what? I've said I don't care what others think."

Ling Shu's eyes darted away as she glanced back. There was only the bed railing there, leaving her nowhere to retreat. She could only push her away, saying, "You, you're crazy. I'm scared of you. You're my master. This is wrong of us."

"Master?" She seemed to be chewing on those two words. "When you called me Zhuang Jinfu, did you treat me as your master?"

Ling Shu dared not say she hadn't; she had always harbored rebellious thoughts. Unable to answer this question, she simply changed the subject, feigning weakness and whispering, "Let me go back..."

"You dare not answer?"

“I have…” Ling Shu’s voice trailed off, “I have always called you Master. You taught me the Thunder Sword Technique and how to draw Qi into my body. I am very grateful to you, Master.”

Zhuang Jinfu suddenly pried open her knees, pressing them together to prevent her from closing them again. Ling Shu cried out "Ah!" and immediately covered her mouth, afraid that others would hear her and her master's improper behavior.

Yu Liang's hand roamed over the exposed outer thigh, her eyes fixed on Ling Shu with a dark gaze: "You only have sweet words, but you've never been well-behaved."

Ling Shu grabbed her dangerous hand and stopped her. She also knew better and stopped touching her. Ling Shu lowered her head, her heart filled with unbearable frustration, and kept crying, "Don't say anything more, just let me leave."

Ling Shu's tears made her heart clench. Zhuang Jinfu's oppressive aura permeated the air, and the coldness around her fluctuated wildly, losing control and the composure that a Celestial Venerable should have: "Ling Shu, what do you want? You say you want to sleep with me, but then you say we can't do this. Do you know I'm going crazy?"

Ling Shu looked up and saw a face filled with unease. She cried even harder: "It's my fault."

Zhuang Jin remained silent amidst her tears, withdrawing her oppressive aura. She couldn't bear to interrogate or force her. Her hand caressed her delicate face. She was still so young and shouldn't waste her time by her side. She wanted to support her until she could live a better life on her own. Suddenly, she realized how despicable her desire to keep her and only allow her to look at her was.

"Shu'er, don't cry. I scared you. I'm sorry."

Zhuang Jin wiped away her tears, pulled the blanket over her, wrapped her up tightly, and said softly, "Master won't force you anymore. It was my fault. You don't understand anything yet. I shouldn't have been so foolish. Don't worry, it won't happen again. Since you want us to be a good master and disciple, then let's be master and disciple."

Ling Shu gradually stopped crying, sobbing intermittently, "Um, I, I should go back to my room. Thank you, Master, for tonight."

Zhuang Jinfu coaxed, "Didn't you say you wanted to sleep with Master? Then sleep here."

The person with the cool demeanor had boundless tenderness in her eyes, a gentleness without any aggression. Ling Shu liked her like this and couldn't help but agree. She gave a soft "hmm," moved her body, climbed to the head of the bed, nestled on the inside, and lay down with her back to her.

Zhuang Jinfu tidied up their scattered clothes, hung them on the rack, fastened his undergarments, and lay down as well.

"Are you cold?" she asked casually.

After asking that question, a warm temperature rose in the room, just like the temperature on Qingxi Mountain, pleasantly warm, like a spring day. So, the warmth of Qingxi Mountain was because Master was there. Ling Shu comfortably replied, "It's not cold."

"Go to sleep."

The next morning, Ling Shu was quietly awakened. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhuang Jinfu, who had already finished dressing up. Knowing that she had gotten up late, she immediately got up to wash and dress.

Today we're going to see the lord of the city to get his statement. The five of them got ready and headed towards the city lord's mansion.

The gate was heavily guarded. Zhuang Jinfu stepped forward and explained his purpose. A female official came out, holding a sandalwood box. When she opened it, there were three empty seats.

"Wait, you can only pass after I have inspected it."

The token was handed over, and after it was placed inside, the box sealed tightly, revealing a golden light with the words "Passed" written on it.

Everyone was relieved. The female official led them inside to wait in a side hall. After a while, a servant came in to summon them, and the five of them went into the main hall together.

Inside the hall, various scrolls were piled up like mountains, stacked in heaps beside the desks. Two large bookcases were placed on either side of the hall, with two ladders in front of each.

Where is the Lord of the Realm?

Suddenly, someone shouted "Ahhh!" The sound came from above. Looking up, I saw that someone was standing at the top of the ladder, but their foot slipped and the ladder wobbled. The person fell down with a thud.

"Don't save me!"

As she spoke, a figure in white flashed out and caught the falling person steadily.

The person who was caught looked exasperated: "Why is the protagonist carrying me like a princess?!"

Zhuang Jinfu was used to rescuing people on the go, so he didn't think too much about it. As soon as he landed and was about to put the person down properly, the person he had been holding jumped down on their own and ran to Ling Shu: "Don't overthink it. Your wife just rescued an unlucky guy on the go."

How did the Realm Lord know about their affair? I inquired about this Realm Lord before coming here, and all I know is that her surname is Yu, she likes to read storybooks, and she doesn't like to work.

Upon hearing this, Ling Shu awkwardly replied, "She's not my...wife."

"Pretentious." She pointed at Ling Shu and said, then walked up to Zhuang Jinfu and looked him up and down, muttering to herself, "Hmm, the Immortal Venerable looks quite good, he has the air of a transcendent hermit, no wonder he's the protagonist..."

"Greetings, Lord of the Realm." Zhuang Jinfu bowed.

The local lord was startled and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Oh dear, don't worship me, I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan."

Ling Shu whispered to Yin Yu, "What's wrong with this realm master?"

She had barely finished speaking when someone overheard her: "I heard you chirping at me."

Yin Yu smoothed things over, saying, "The young lady is just being silly, please don't take offense."

The Lord of the Realm was very magnanimous: "No blame, no blame. I have already prepared what you asked for."

Yin Yu smiled and said, "Okay, okay, thank you for your trouble."

The Lord of the Realm changed the subject, saying, "But I have conditions."

Yin Yu said, "Please speak freely."

The Lord of the Realm looked at Ling Shu and Zhuang Jinfu: "I want you two to kiss for me to see."

Ling Shu froze. They had just agreed to maintain a pure master-disciple relationship; how could they kiss? She quickly explained, "Immortal Venerable and I are master and disciple. It is truly improper for a master and disciple to kiss. Would you like to change the terms?"

To everyone's surprise, the local lord sat down on the ground and started making a scene: "No, no, I want this one! If you don't kiss me, I won't give it to you."

Ling Shu glanced at Yin Yu, wanting to ask her what other tricks she had up her sleeve. Yin Yu also looked helpless and looked at Zhuang Jin Fu guiltily. Compared to her own unease, the other party was completely calm.

Ling Shu clenched her sleeves tightly. "Okay, I promise you." With that, she mustered her courage and walked over.

"That's more like it."

She stopped in front of Zhuang Jinfu, whose gaze did not waver at all. She was too embarrassed to look into her eyes, so she grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "I'm sorry to offend you, Master. Official business is more important. Please make a sacrifice for me, Master."

"Hmm." She lowered her eyes, waiting for her to make a move.

"Lower your head a little." Ling Shu's ears turned bright red.

As she wished, Zhuang Jinfu lowered her head.

Ling Shu tiptoed and gently pressed her cool, thin lips to his, pulling away almost immediately. After the kiss, he turned to the Lord of the Realm and asked, "Is that enough?"

"Is that even a kiss?" The Lord of the Realm got up from the ground, dissatisfied. "It was just a light peck. I want to see a deep, passionate kiss."

Ling Shu awkwardly offered an excuse: "I... I don't know how... Can't we really change the conditions?"

"I will." The person behind him said this with extreme calmness, which was as if a thunderbolt had struck Ling Shu's head.

Zhao Chi stood stiffly to the side with an ugly expression, Hu Shi was just watching the show, and Yin Yu's smile was so wide it seemed to reach the sky.

The lord cheered, "Quickly, kiss him!"

Ling Shu clutched her sleeves tightly, feeling as if she were being pricked by needles, and awkwardly wanted to run away.

The man behind him spoke in a calm, unashamed voice, ordering, "Turn around."