Why not just find so immortal courtesans who sell their bodies in exchange for cultivation resources?
But You Su is upright and pure, how could she humiliate him like that? He is like a piece of unblemished jade, how could she seek those people to defile him?
He Shutong felt ashad for even having such a thought, she suddenly felt deflated, her body half slumped as the cold pool water reached her lips, and You Su’s sculpted profile was right in front of her eyes.
The one who could help him now, He Shutong knew from the mont this question arose, was only herself.
Those unrealistic thods she just considered were nothing but self-deception, a refusal to accept the truth...
You Su’s painful murmurs beca increasingly intense, and He Shutong finally heard clearly what he was saying:
"Master... I really... didn’t an it..."
He Shutong’s gaze was like water; she understood that this was what You Su wanted to say but didn’t get a chance to before he fell unconscious. He was afraid she would misunderstand his intentions towards her. Even in his current state of confusion, he hadn’t forgotten this last insistence. In his heart, she had always been that sacred, untouchable ntor.
Since even he thinks this way, what is there for her to worry or hesitate about?
Suddenly, He Shutong stood up in the water, the sound of clear water resonating as she rose. With the mist gone, her unparalleled divine maiden’s body was revealed in its soul-stirring beauty.
Her red lips were tightly bitten, a peach blossom blush visible on her clear face, yet her eyes were bright and determined. She took a piece of brocade and gently covered You Su’s eyes.
He beca like this to honor as his ntor, so it is only right for to detoxify him.
This is unrelated to romance; it is rely a ntor’s determination to save her disciple.
On this night, the Lotus Sword Venerable, who had wielded the sword for over a century, tenderly grasped the second "sword" of her life.
...
Bihua Peak is not particularly high, but its majestic mountain body is its advantage.
Various immortal plants and spiritual flowers that bloom all year round fill the peak. At the center of the peak stands an especially tall ancient tree, under which it is said the Third Elder gained insight and broke into the Void Realm. This ancient divine tree thus earned its unique na—Shining Through the Ages.
On starry and moonlit nights, each leaf of Shining Through the Ages glows with a crystalline white light, its umbrella-shaped canopy covering the sky, appearing from afar like a vast lantern. The gathered fireflies of the tree are enough to rival the bright moon, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
A gentle breeze passes, and the divine tree sways, fallen glowing leaves like shooting stars in an almost dreamlike scene.
Below Shining Through the Ages is a beauty couch, beside which several wine jars lie tipped over, their contents seeping into and soaking the various texts carelessly discarded on the ground.
A beautiful woman in a green dress leans against the beauty couch, though her posture is not quite elegant, her mature, alluring body revealing infinite allure. Fortunately, this place is a forbidden ground of Bihua Peak, where none but the Peak Master may tread, sparing her from onlookers.
The Third Elder holds a wine gourd in one hand, an ancient book in the other, reading by the tree’s glow while drinking deeply, her dark brows tightly furrowed, stewing in solitary lancholy while brooding over her worries.
Suddenly, she tosses the ancient book from her hand, smashing the wine gourd to the ground with a loud thud.
"This truly infuriates !"
The Third Elder sits upright, a look of annoyance on her face, with a slight flush from the alcohol on her cheeks.
The rumors weren’t wrong; the Third Elder despises n, though she never openly admitted it. But in truth, she not only despises n, but her affections are not directed toward them either...
Being fellow elders of the sa sect, both female and venerable, the Thirteenth Elder is of unmatched beauty and icy deanor. Her Lotus Swordsmanship leaves n in awe and at a distance. Though she is nearly a century older than the Thirteenth Elder, she harbors feelings she should not have, yet the Thirteenth Elder seldom returns her courtesy with the slightest of words.
Therefore, upon discovering that her counterpart’s cultivation of the Ice Heart Skill led to a severance of emotions and desires, she exerted great effort seeking a way to break the Ice Heart. Now, seeing the Thirteenth Elder lose much of her cultivation in breaking the Ice Heart, she feels even more distressed and thus scours the texts here to find a way to restore her spiritual platform.
Yet while she is here painstakingly pondering and working for the Lotus Sword Venerable’s recovery, what is the Lotus Sword Venerable doing?
Bathing with her new male disciple!
Facing openly with the vilest thing on earth, n!
The more the Third Elder thinks, the angrier she becos, as if feeling the wine in the jade gourd isn’t enough to quench her sorrow. She picks up a half-downed wine jar and takes a few large gulps until the jar is empty, then tosses it carelessly aside with a clatter of shattering pottery. Her green dress, drenched, clings tightly to her body, accentuating her impressive curves.
"You Su! Your death would not be pitied!"
Even as a fellow woman, she has not bathed with the Lotus Sword Venerable!
The Third Elder bites her pearly teeth tightly; the mimosa she placed outside You Su’s door has shown no sign of change, indicating that he has yet to return to his quarters. So where could he be?
Clearly, it could only be the Lotus Pool!
"No! They can’t be allowed to soak any longer! It’s been more than a day; they should have recovered by now! Do they think they’re enjoying a romantic bath?"
She recalls how the ntor and disciple lingered in conversation last ti, reluctant to part, and combined with the Lotus Sword Venerable’s all-out devotion to You Su, her thoughts run wild over the nature of their relationship...
Her expression suddenly becos resolute, unable to contain herself any longer. She stands up swiftly, her jade hand gently brushing, and a vibrant green banana leaf floats into the air.
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