Chapter 177
Baili Han, filled with malice, scoffed: "Ha!"
Wen Xin took his hand with concern, "Little apprentice, what's wrong?"
Baili Han stared at her silently.
Wen Xin felt a little guilty under his gaze, but she was also confused.
"Little apprentice, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around his and pressed herself almost against him.
The two had always been so close on Peach Blossom Peak. When she was suffering terribly from her illness, Baili Han would hold her in his arms, channeling his spiritual energy into her while coaxing her to sleep.
Therefore, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
The others gasped; only a blind man could see that the two had a special relationship.
However, they were surrounded by soundproof barriers, so no one could hear what they were saying.
But the sweet atmosphere between the two was almost sickeningly sweet.
However, didn't Baili Han consider Fairy Wen as his junior master's wife?
Ah, this...
Stealing my master's girlfriend, 666~
Everyone couldn't help but look at their "master," who had been betrayed.
Duan Tianyi's effeminate face was dark and gloomy, and his head was also green with a peek-a-boo look.
But first he was almost ruined by the witch of the Hehuan Sect, then he was... well, you know. Now he's become so effeminate. How can he still hope that his Daoist partner will be faithful to him?
What kind of daydreams are you having?
Besides, once Fairy Wen completes her Core Formation, they will dissolve their Daoist partnership contract.
Even if Wen Xin finds a second spring now, no one can say anything.
Well, nobody dares to say it!
In the world of cultivation, strength is king.
Who told her to have a great-grandfather who was the number one cultivator in the cultivation world?
Duan Tianyi felt a mouthful of blood choke in his throat. Wen Xin, you bitch! How dare she?
However, all that torment wasn't for nothing. Duan Tianyi was no longer the same as before, as if he had eaten his own brain and was jumping around in all sorts of ridiculous ways.
He stared menacingly at Wen Xin and Baili Han, veins bulging on his forehead, his heart filled with humiliation and resentment.
Kill them!
He must kill them!
Heh heh, they will surely repay him a thousandfold for the suffering he has endured!
Wen Xin sneered; that was exactly what she was thinking too!
Has Duan Tianyi also felt pain?
In his previous life, the fragments of his soul were a thousand times more painful than he was. How do you calculate that?
It's a pity that male protagonists these days are all a bit smarter and not as easily manipulated as they used to be.
But what does it matter?
That's what makes it fun!
Moreover, how much brains does the male lead even have?
Wen Xinrou leaned softly against the snow-covered boy, her almond-shaped eyes reflecting only his image.
Baili Han's Adam's apple bobbed. He was so captivated by her closeness and focused gaze that his soul seemed to float away, and he had no anger left at all.
He reached out and supported her soft, boneless waist. "Don't worry, little master's wife, I'm fine."
"Really?"
Wen Xin raised her hand and gently touched his cheek with her fingertips. "It's a little hot."
The young man had a fair complexion and a fierce aura, like the cold snow of a harsh winter, so cold and piercing that one wondered if his blood and soul were also like solid ice, which would cause blood and flesh to be torn apart if touched.
How could it possibly be hot?
Only she could touch him so closely and feel the passion in him that was different from his outward appearance.
Baili Han grasped her hand, his voice slightly hoarse, "Perhaps you spent too long in the alchemy room this morning."
Wen Xin was not at all relieved, and her delicate brows furrowed even more tightly. "Little apprentice, didn't I tell you to rest well recently? Did you spend the whole night refining pills last night?"
Baili Han's eyes flickered slightly, "When traveling, we should always prepare more for our junior mistress."
Wen Xin bit her lip, moved. "You never pack your own luggage, but you put all your energy into me."
"Isn't that how it should be?"
Baili Han's expression softened. "We cannot let our junior mistress suffer even the slightest grievance."
Wen Xin's ears turned slightly red, and her voice was incredibly soft, "I haven't been wronged, it's you, my little apprentice, who always makes me worry."
Baili Han: "Yes, it was my fault."
Wen Xin playfully scolded him, "I didn't say you were wrong."
Baili Han said softly, "Then, what Junior Mistress said is all right!"
Wen Xin blushed and glared at him, then stopped talking to him.
Baili Han chuckled softly, reaching out to tidy up her curtains, preventing the disgusting flies from disturbing the beautiful and noble moon in the sky!
The two's intimate behavior, oblivious to everyone else, made the Qingxiao Sect disciples in the square blush and feel incredibly uncomfortable.
Xuanming Zhenjun maintained his otherworldly demeanor, as if he hadn't noticed Baili Han and Wen Xin's disregard for their provocation.
Duan Tianyi, on the other hand, had a face as red as a pig's liver, looking terrifyingly ferocious, as if he was about to draw his sword and strike at any moment.
Xuanming Zhenjun gave him a casual glance.
Duan Tianyi's anus tightened instantly, and he lowered his head, like a wronged little wife, not daring to make another sound.
Soon, all the disciples who were going to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition arrived.
The sect leader of Jingfeng Sect made his final appearance with his entourage. He wore a brown Taoist robe, had a long, flowing beard, and walked with the imposing gait of a dragon and the tiger, exuding the dignified demeanor of a sect leader.
He first exchanged pleasantries with True Lord Xuanming. The two chatted and laughed, like very close fellow disciples, without any discord between the two successive sect leaders.
He truly deserves to be called a great master of the righteous path; his magnanimity is beyond the reach of ordinary people!
Hearing the admiring praise from the disciple beside her, Wen Xin raised her eyebrows slightly.
A powerful being of the righteous path?
Oh!
If they could, those two would probably want to draw their swords and stab each other to death right now, wouldn't they?
However, to become the leader of a sect in the cultivation world, one must first have impeccable character and ability, and at the very least, superb acting skills.
The two didn't exchange pleasantries for long before the Sect Master of Jingfeng, with the air of a victor, began his official speech, stating nothing more than that the Immortal Sect Competition was primarily for exchanging strength, with friendship first and competition second, and that as the number one righteous sect, they had this and that...
Wen Xin was getting sleepy listening to this, so she leaned against Baili Han, blatantly slacking off.
Oh dear, who doesn't know she's frail?
I'm so tired from standing for so long!
Everyone: "..."
You're a cultivator, and you haven't even stood for an hour before saying you're tired? Have you no shame?
Wen Xin really has the nerve.
Baili Han didn't think there was anything wrong with his junior master's wife.
Everything the young mistress does is right; if it's wrong, it's someone else's fault!
Baili Han raised his arm and put his arm around her, letting her put all her weight on him, and gently comforted her, "Little Master's wife, just hang in there a little longer."
This time, no soundproofing array was used. Everyone here is a cultivator, with sharp ears and eyes, so they all heard it.
Especially the Sect Master Jingfeng, who was giving a passionate mobilization speech at the head of the table, froze.
He was speechless, and it was perfectly reasonable to suspect that Baili Han was saying this to him, urging him to stop his nonsense and get going.
The sect leader of Jingfeng looked at the weak girl and couldn't help but think to himself: What a waste of such a good talent!
It is said that the Supreme Elder is a top expert in the cultivation world, so how could he have such a weak and frail descendant?
Tsk tsk tsk, no one can be successful in everything!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
