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One year before the establishment of the Nine Heavens Sect.
This year, the year the demon race never saw the light of day.
Rise from Nanshan.
The day after visiting Wang Lifu to discuss important matters.
The matter has not yet been fully discussed, and we will need to stay here for at least another half month.
Zhuang Jinfu was summoned by Wang Lifu. Once inside, the door was tightly closed and no protective barrier was set up. Even Ling Shu, who had excellent hearing, could hear him from inside the hall.
Zhuang Jinfu knew that Wang Lifu would come sooner or later after he met him.
Wang Lifu looked at her: "When did your relationship with Ling Shu begin?"
Zhuang Jinfu calmly replied, "A long time ago. Three years ago, when I went to the Tongxuan Secret Realm."
Wang Lifu let out a soft breath, closed his eyes as if his heart was being torn apart, and after a long while he finally managed to say, "You are master and disciple!"
"I know." Zhuang Jinfu lifted her skirt, knelt down with her back straight, and lowered her eyes to receive the message.
“You…” Wang Lifu opened his eyes, his finger trembling as he pointed at her, “You are her master!”
“Your disciple has not forgotten his identity.”
Wang Lifu reprimanded her, saying, "She is young and doesn't know any better. You're just following along and acting recklessly. As her teacher, you know it's immoral and inappropriate, yet you still want to break this taboo."
Aren't you afraid of divine retribution? Aren't you afraid of the world's scorn?
"How can the world face their faith when you act so contrary to the will of Heaven?"
Zhuang Jinfu lowered her head and raised her hands, offering a ruler that she had prepared long ago.
She remained calm and reverently faced the punishment she deserved: "Please punish me, Master."
She waited for a while, but the ruler remained lying safely in her palm.
Wang Lifu did not take it.
Zhuang Jinfu emphasized, repeating, "Please punish me, Master!"
Wang Lifu originally only intended to reprimand her, not to hit her. Little did he know that she had already prepared the ruler. Knowing that this was going to happen, she was determined to continue breaking the rules, giving the phrase "knowingly and deliberately breaking the rules" a real meaning.
Wang Lifu was furious. He picked up the ruler and cruelly swung it at her back.
Zhuang Jinfu felt a pain in her back and instinctively shrank her shoulders. When Wang Lifu swung his sword a second time, he felt both pain and remorse for the mistake his disciple had made. He couldn't bear it, so he lessened his strength when he struck her again.
With a loud bang, Ling Shu kicked the door open and burst in, shouting, "Don't hit her!"
Wang Lifu's hand, which had been wielding the ruler, froze in mid-air.
Ling Shu hugged Zhuang Jinfu tightly, protecting her in her arms: "It was I who seduced my master. It all started with me. Without me, she would still be a good immortal. It was I who forced her to come down to the mortal world and be with me."
Ling Shu was full of courage, with a firm gaze, and was not afraid of Wang Lifu's impending reprimand.
"Mother, I am a wicked daughter. There are so many good people in the world, but I only love my master. She didn't love me at first either. I had to entice her to break the rules and tempt her to have worldly desires, which is why she has become like this."
"If you want to scold, blame, or hit me, come at me alone. After she ruthlessly exposed me, her health has been poor. She can't take a beating. I'm thick-skinned and tough. I'm not afraid of being hit. Hit me a hundred or a thousand times, I'll let you hit me!"
Ling Shu looked at Wang Lifu with sparkling eyes.
Wang Lifu saw himself kneeling in the Wang family ancestral hall in her eyes.
One hand cannot clap; unless they were of one mind, they would not have dared to go against the grain.
She slowly lowered the ruler she was holding and remained silent for a long time.
After a long pause, Wang Lifu said quietly, "Afu, tell me the truth, was your ruthless path broken because of Ling Shu?"
"yes."
The hand holding the ruler loosened its grip, and the ruler fell to the ground. Wang Lifu looked dejected: "It's all my fault for not teaching you properly... Never mind."
She waved them away.
Ling Shu helped Zhuang Jinfu to her feet and asked gently, "Does it hurt?"
Zhuang Jinfu shook his head, grasped her hand tightly, and led her out the door. He whispered in her ear, "Master couldn't bring himself to do it." Ling Shu's furrowed brows finally relaxed, and Zhuang Jinfu said, "She has agreed to our terms." Ling Shu was happy. She looked back and saw Wang Lifu standing alone in the room, his figure still lonely.
Hai Gu came up to her and asked, "Did Li Fu hit you?"
Zhuang Jinfu said softly, "It's nothing."
Hai Gu grabbed a broom and charged into Wang Lifu's house, yelling, "Those two have worked so hard to get where they are today, why are you looking for trouble?! You better stand still, I'm going to teach you a lesson, don't run! You stop right there..."
During dinner that evening, Wang Lifu's food was inexplicably too salty to eat.
Wang Lifu took a bite and spat it out, shouting, "Hai Gu, you're taking revenge for personal reasons!"
Hai Gu held the porcelain bowl of rice in front of her and said, "Anyone who wants to eat, just call me and I'll get it for you."
After saying that, he glanced at Wang Lifu and said, "A person who can't say anything nice is a waste of money if you eat him!"
Wang Lifu got so angry that he got up to pour himself a cup of tea to calm down. But as soon as he took a sip, he spat it all out. "Hai Gu! Did you put chili peppers in my tea?!"
After discussing the important matter, Wang Lifu went down the mountain with them and temporarily stayed in Qingxi Mountain of Shangqing Sect.
Qingxi Mountain does not belong to the Shangqing Sect. It is a piece of land given to Zhuang Jinfu by the Shangqing Sect so that she can settle down here. The Shangqing Sect can also use her fame to increase its own reputation.
Daytime, in the study.
Zhuang Jinfu sat at his desk on the east side, reviewing disaster reports submitted from various places.
Outside the window, a figure climbed in through the window. With a soft "click," a pale hand rested on the door frame and gently closed the window.
The person who came was carrying a bouquet of jasmine flowers and handed it to Zhuang Jinfu.
"elder sister."
Zhuang Jinfu put down her pen and took the flower, overjoyed. Ling Shu bent down and kissed her lips.
When Ling Shu let go, Zhuang Jinfu followed, their lips meeting again until they were breathless. Zhuang Jinfu released her lips, their foreheads touching, and gasped, "You haven't come to see me for three days? Where have you been?"
"Looking at the ledgers and calculating the budget among the demons."
"really?"
"Sister, you don't believe me!" Ling Shu crossed her arms, turned away from her, and said aggrievedly, "It wasn't easy for me to come here. I had to avoid the cultivators of Shangqing Sect and the people of Qingxi Mountain."
Zhuang Jinfu took her hand: "Soon, your demon race will be able to see the light of day."
“I know,” Ling Shu turned around and hugged Zhuang Jin, covering her head. “We’ll be able to see the light of day soon.”
Zhuang Jinfu took a deep breath of Ling Shu's sweet fragrance while nestled in her arms. Hearing Zhuang Jinfu's breathing, Ling Shu released her and slowly squatted down.
He placed his hand on her leg.
Lift up the hem of her skirt.
They wanted to explore even deeper.
"Immortal Venerable Qingxi." A cultivator knocked on the door. Zhuang Jinfu grabbed Ling Shushang's hand, which was still slid onto his knee, and started to tease it back and forth.
Zhuang Jinfu: "Go hide behind the curtain."
Ling Shu didn't get up. Instead, she cast a spell under the desk, which was covered by curtains on three sides. Ling Shu crawled under the desk.
Zhuang Jinfu was terrified: "How could you hide here?!"
"Immortal Venerable, are you there?"
Ling Shu grinned mischievously, "Right here."
There was another knock on the door. Zhuang Jinfu replied, "Yes, come in."
It was a report from the cultivators under the command of Immortal Venerable Qingxi, who were investigating the disaster situation in various places.
The monk was talking over there.
Ling Shu secretly slipped her fingers and pushed Zhuang Jinfu's knees apart.
Zhuang Jinfu's expression hardened, and he grabbed Ling Shu's hand that was resting on her knee.
The cultivator said, "There's a slight water shortage north of Zimu Mountain, and we've already sent people to dig water from the south." Looking at the Immortal Venerable's expression, the cultivator wondered if something was wrong: "The water diversion was done according to your previous approvals. Should we make some adjustments this time?"
Ling Shu licked the back of Zhuang Jinfu's hand with her tongue.
Zhuang Jinfu couldn't let go of her hand, because if he did, he would have to go to an unspeakable place.
Zhuang Jinfu was multitasking.
Cultivator: "Immortal Venerable?"
Zhuang Jinfu: "No need."
A sense of danger flushed the immortal's earlobes.
She forgot that Ling Shu had two hands.
The cultivator hadn't finished speaking when he said, "The people who were illegally logging on the west side of Zimu Mountain have been caught. Do you think we should replace the mountain guard with one of our own?"
Zhuang Jinfu clenched his fists, suppressing his anger: "Let's switch... um... there's a risk of landslides over there, we must keep a close watch on it."
"You can go now, just give me the documents."
The cultivator responded and walked towards the desk. Through a curtain, Ling Shu was squatting beside her legs, her skirt lifted up to reveal a well-proportioned, fair leg with a slender arm draped over it.
"stop."
The monk was puzzled.
My mind wandered: The Immortal Venerable's table was covered with a curtain today.
Zhuang Jinfu realized he had said the wrong thing and it was too late, so he quickly tried to make amends: "I said stop."
The document in the cultivator's hand flew onto Zhuang Jin's table in the next instant.
"Go down."
The monk went out.
Ling Shu poked her head up from under the desk.
The cultivator suddenly turned around: "By the way, Immortal Venerable."
Zhuang Jinfu pressed Ling Shu's head down.
The cultivator thought to himself: Why does it seem like I saw a girl squatting under the Immortal Venerable's table?
Impossible, you must be mistaken. How could someone as noble as the Immortal Venerable hide someone under his desk?
Zhuang Jinfu's heart pounded like a drum: "Is there anything else?"
The monk said, "The sea maiden asked me to tell you to remember to drink plenty of water."
Zhuang Jinfu: "...Understood."
The monk closed the door completely and left.
Ling Shu emerged from under the desk. Zhuang Jinfu, sitting upright, hurriedly straightened her skirt in a rather disheveled manner, and looked up angrily, saying, "Are you itching for a beating?"
Ling Shu took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingers one by one, completely unafraid of the Immortal Venerable's anger, and said leisurely, "What? Want to hit the little dog again?"
"You... are too unruly."
"Incorrigible."
"Don't make the same mistake again."
Ling Shu put away the handkerchief, untied the hair ribbon, obediently wrapped the ribbon around her wrist, bit it with her teeth, tied the knot, and when she looked at Zhuang Jinfu, her gaze was smug and untamed, sweeping over Zhuang Jinfu's entire body as if it were a tangible thing.
Ling Shu humbly offered her bound hands, straddled Zhuang Jinfu's lap, and whispered seductively in her ear: "Sister can do whatever she wants to the bad dog."
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