Leng Feiran used a cleansing spell to clean his face.
This spell can only be used by cultivators who are skilled in using water elements.
Long Qilan is of the fire element and doesn't know this kind of spell, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to the trouble of digging a hole to take a bath.
Yue Qingling remained silent. He quietly closed the spiritual altar to prevent Leng Feiran from entering.
After all, Huang Xinning's consciousness still resides within the spiritual platform.
This is the leader of the sect that Leng Feiran is most hostile to.
"Say something."
Leng Feiran squatted in front of him, calmly twirling her waist-length hair with her fingers and flicking it around his nostrils.
Achoo!
Yue Qingling felt ticklish from her teasing and sneezed loudly.
He could only say helplessly, "Sect Leader Leng, can we turn hostility into friendship?"
Think back carefully, I haven't offended you, have I?
I served you with utmost respect for several months, but I was too tired, so I ran away.
Didn't you also ruin my reputation?
So what else do you want?
"Can't you give me a way out?"
Leng Feiran couldn't help but giggle, and her delicate hands began to grope Yue Qingling's body.
Before long, he took out the storage bag.
As she checked the contents of the storage bag, she remarked casually, "You've become more articulate in the month since I last saw you."
"A way out? Beg me!"
"Sect Leader Leng..."
"Um?
You've forgotten how to address me?
Your attitude won't do.
"Master...I...I beg you..."
Yue Qingling eventually gave in.
No matter how tough he was, it was useless against Leng Feiran.
He can be made of iron.
But Leng Feiran must be a blacksmith!
Perhaps giving in offers a glimmer of hope?
But Yue Qingling held a negative attitude in despair.
He will never have another opportunity like that.
Leng Feiran must be keeping a close eye on him now.
Now I only ask for less physical pain and to avoid being penetrated by the other party and harmed Huang Xinning.
This is the best possible outcome.
"Hey, you've got a lot of treasures this time, haven't you?"
Could you give me a few?
Leng Feiran looked curiously at the contents of the storage bag and casually took out a few items.
There is a bead, and a painting without any artwork.
The bead possesses abundant spiritual energy, but because Yue Qingling is sealed, the Water Dragon Bead cannot unleash its power.
Leng Feiran glanced at it, thought it was useless, and threw it back into her storage bag.
She looked at the painting, wondering what it was for.
She simply sat cross-legged next to Yue Qingling and casually poked his waist. If this scene were in the bedroom, this little gesture would really give off a feeling of a married couple.
Yue Qingling shifted slightly, indicating that she was listening to her.
"What's this for?" Leng Feiran asked curiously.
"It's just a painting," Yue Qingling said dismissively.
"You're not going to tell, are you?"
Leng Feiran pouted and scolded coquettishly.
"It really is a painting..."
Leng Feiran stood up abruptly and reached out to lift the hem of her skirt.
Faced with such a threat, Yue Qingling quickly explained, "That's enough, that's enough, I'm full."
This is a picture of beautiful women; you can absorb women with lower cultivation levels into it.
"Hey, you little rascal!"
Leng Feiran squatted down, pinching his arm with obvious jealousy: "You still want to build a harem?"
"I'm so wronged! I only showed it to prevent others from having a harem," Yue Qingling replied, enduring the pain.
"You won't let others drive it, but isn't it because you want to drive it?"
"What kind of harem am I talking about..."
"No swearing, and be mindful of your image."
"Do I still have an image?..."
Leng Feiran didn't pinch him anymore. She sat down next to him and stared at Yue Qingling's face for a long time before slowly saying, "Ling'er, I haven't been able to sleep every night for the past month. Do you know what I've been doing? I've been studying the Bright Moon Chapter every night. Finally, I've almost finished studying it."
Leng Feiran spoke as if she were talking about something trivial.
But these words struck Yue Qingling like a thunderbolt.
"The Bright Moon Chapter says that even if a cultivator who has practiced the Chan Nu Immortal Technique has sealed his spiritual platform, he is still controllable."
For example, your spirit can now communicate with me.
Leng Feiran smiled and extended her slender hand, placing her fingers on Yue Qingling's chest as she prepared to chant a spell.
"Master...no, no, no...Master, please don't do this..."
I'll do whatever you say, just don't touch my soul!
Yue Qingling screamed in panic.
Huang Xinning was also in a state of extreme despair in her spiritual realm.
But Leng Feiran continued her actions.
As the spell took effect.
Chan Nu's primordial spirit, which had been quietly meditating, suddenly opened her bright eyes.
His strikingly handsome face lifted up, and then, like a robot, he mechanically addressed the speaker.
"Greetings, Master. I am Channu, at your command."
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