Chapter 100: Senior Sister Killed Her Husband and Proved Her Dao (7 chapters)



After some thought, Luo Yi decided to take Shen Muqing back to Canghua Mountain first. He helped the completely drunk Shen Muqing to her feet.

"Grandmaster Uncle, I'll take you back."

"I'm not going back, I want to sleep with Yueyue."

She clung to Yun Ruoyue, refusing to leave. Yun Ruoyue then hugged Shen Muqing tightly, saying, "Qingqing, don't be afraid. I'll protect you. With me here, no one will dare to bully you."

"Yueyue, you're so kind. I'm so touched."

Shen Muqing's face was flushed, her eyes were unfocused, and her red lips were slightly parted.

Luo Yi had no choice but to separate the two of them and planned to carry Shen Muqing back. He had only touched Shen Muqing's clothes for two seconds when a tyrannical spiritual force immobilized him, rendering him unable to move at all.

"Don't touch her."

A cold and aloof voice came from behind him. Luo Yi could feel that the other party was several times stronger than him, and the pressure made it hard for him to breathe.

After a moment, Luo Yi turned his eyes and finally saw the appearance of the person who had come. It was none other than the Venerable Xuan Yan, whom everyone admired during the day.

Xuan Yan gently picked up Shen Muqing and comforted her, "Qingqing, it's time to go home."

"I'm not going back. I have no home. I'm going to stay here."

Like a spoiled child, Shen Muqing acted like a rogue, throwing a tantrum in his arms.

Xuan Yan stopped her movements and pulled her into his arms. "Let's go home."

Then he left with Shen Muqing. As they left, the restraints on Luo Yi were released. He turned around and looked at the tall man embracing the delicate woman's back, their white clothes intertwined.

He fell into deep thought. Interesting. Luo Yi, who was also a man, was very familiar with that look.

As Xuan Yan left, he gave him a deep look, which contained a strong warning.

Luo Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Ruoyue, who was fast asleep on the table. He shook his head helplessly, helped Yun Ruoyue up, and the woman leaned against him, her body stiffening. He quickly helped her back into the house.

On the way back to Canghua Mountain, Shen Muqing was still very noisy and not quiet at all. He groped around haphazardly, making Xuan Yan's neat clothes messy.

"My dear Qingqing."

In the blink of an eye, the two returned to Canghua Mountain. Xuan Yan carried her back into the house. Shen Muqing complained that it was too hot and began to take off her clothes, revealing large areas of skin, with a pink undergarment faintly visible.

Xuan Yan unconsciously swallowed hard, then cast a cleansing spell to change her clothes. Even in her new clothes, Shen Muqing was still very uncomfortable, whimpering softly.

"I feel unwell."

"Where does Qingqing feel unwell?"

The voice was deep, husky, and menacing, sending chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.

"Who are you? I don't know you. Get out. Who gave you permission to enter my room?"

Shen Muqing glared fiercely at Xuan Yan with her puffed-out little face.

Seeing that Xuan Yan did not move, she pounced on him, pressed him down on the bed, and bit his Adam's apple.

A muffled groan came from above as his teeth hit his Adam's apple. Xuan Yan couldn't help but make a sound. His eyes darkened, and his normal pupils slowly turned into vertical blue pupils as he looked at the girl's alluring yet unaware appearance.

He compromised, put Shen Muqing down, and walked out of the house. If you looked closely, you would notice that his steps were disordered and his breathing was rapid, as if something was about to explode.

Inside the cave behind the mountain, the man took off his shirt, revealing his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and walked step by step into the icy spring. Through the cold spring water, Xuan Yan gradually calmed down. This feeling of being able to only watch but not do anything was unpleasant.

The culprit, oblivious to the whole situation, fell into a deep sleep, nestled in the soft comforter.

Xuan Yan approached Shen Muqing with a chilling aura. Even in her sleep, Shen Muqing sensed the cold and kept moving away from it.

A surge of spiritual energy flowed into Shen Muqing's body, relieving the discomfort caused by his hangover.

He stared at Shen Muqing for a long time before finally turning away and leaving.

The next day, Shen Muqing did not have a splitting headache when she woke up. Instead, she felt incredibly refreshed. She wondered when her alcohol tolerance had become so good.

She stepped outside and saw Xuan Yan sitting at a table under a peach tree, brewing tea. "Good morning, Master."

"Um."

Xuan Yan continued what he was doing, "Come over and drink the hangover soup."

He knew that he had channeled spiritual energy into Shen Muqing yesterday, so she should be fine when she woke up today, but he was still worried, so he specially sought out a folk remedy for hangovers.

"Oh, okay."

Shen Muqing sat opposite her, her gaze fixed straight ahead, not daring to wander, but she still inadvertently noticed a bite mark on Xuan Yan's neck.

It was neither too big nor too small, but it was imprinted right on his Adam's apple, with clear teeth marks.

She looked away, unable to suppress a smile. She hadn't expected her handsome master to be so playful in private; the contrast was striking. She just wondered who her master's wife was.

That's right, Shen Muqing drank himself into oblivion and doesn't remember what happened last night.

Suppressing a laugh, Shen Muqing picked up the hangover soup and drank it down in a few gulps.

Xuan Yan's hand seemed to be touching her neck, implying something to Shen Muqing. Shen Muqing misunderstood him and didn't understand the meaning of his action. Did he want her to praise her master's wife as fierce as a tiger?

"Master, is that a birthmark on your neck?"

"Haha, it's so beautiful, hahaha!"

In the end, Shen Muqing felt like an idiot for forcing himself to speak when he had nothing to say.

Xuan Yan paused, put his hand down, squinted at her, and said nothing.

"Master, is there something on my face?"

Shen Muqing was confused and felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze.

"No." Xuan Yan looked for a long time before turning his gaze away, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

"Master, what do we do next?"

Shen Muqing humbly asked for guidance, not forgetting her promise to Yun Ruoyue last night to cultivate diligently.

"This book is suitable for you. Take it and read it first. Ask me if you don't understand anything."

Xuan Yan tossed down a book, giving her a deep look before leaving, which made Shen Muqing feel a little flustered. Had she offended him? It didn't seem so.

"Yes, Master, I will cultivate diligently."

Under the peach tree, only Shen Muqing remained, frowning as he flipped through the book. The contents of the book were somewhat profound, and it was already quite an achievement for Shen Muqing to be able to read it at his current level.

Sighing, she looked up at the sky and felt inexplicably melancholy. What should she do? If she asked her master, would he think she was stupid?

Inside the Cold Spring Cave in the back mountain, Xuan Yan looked pained, his hand pulling at something behind his back, causing cold sweat to pour down his forehead.

Finally, he pulled out a transparent, rope-like object and then severed it with his spiritual power.

The cold spring healed his injuries. He looked down at the thing in his hand with a smile, his weak lips devoid of color.

Xuan Yan put it away and sat in meditation in the spring. He sat there for a whole day until his injuries began to heal in the evening.

He went out to find Shen Muqing and saw the girl sitting under the peach tree with a worried look on her face, staring blankly at the book in her hands.

"Where don't you feel it?"

“Master!” Shen Muqing scratched his head, “I can’t understand a single page.”

"Let me see it."

"good."

With Xuan Yan's explanation, Shen Muqing suddenly found the obscure knowledge to be vivid; so that's how it is.

"If you learn the contents of this book, I will give you a gift."

"real?"

"Um."

"Thank you, Master."

Upon hearing that there would be a gift, Shen Muqing was overjoyed and studied even harder.

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