’Should we take a trip to the Wandao Sect and retrieve the Empathy Technique?’
Xiao Yinruo hesitated, primarily feeling that Jin’an and Qingyue were playing too recklessly... It was hard for her to bear.
If only Jin’an wouldn’t fight Qingyue.
Xiao Yinruo gently touched her heart, hesitantly releasing spiritual power as she raised her hand, slowly transforming it, gaining more strength than when she had experienced Empathy with Wanyu before.
"But this kind of thing..."
Recalling the events of last night, a trace of confusion flickered in Xiao Yinruo’s peach blossom eyes; was she influenced by Qingyue, or had she fallen herself...
Bah!
It was definitely Qingyue’s influence.
The emotions from Qingyue were too intense, causing her to have not only a strong feeling but also to mimic her gestures...
Don’t think too much!
Xiao Yinruo clasped her right hand, the spiritual power dissipating between her fingers, muttering the Calming Incantation from the "Supre Forget Love Immortal Technique" while casually retracting the Barrier.
No matter the loss of composure at yesterday’s event or the various things that happened afterward... as long as she didn’t think about it, it would be fine.
Hmm... Strength is the priority!
"Master!"
Just as Xiao Yinruo had cald her mind slightly, Zhu Nanzhi’s anxious voice ca closer, disrupting her inner peace.
’I’ve secretly been intimate with her husband again, without the disciple knowing...’
This thought floated in her mind, causing Xiao Yinruo to instinctively clutch the side of the lotus carp undergarnt in a panic...
But then she reasoned, Lu Jin’an wasn’t in her room; why was she so nervous?
Nanzhi didn’t know what had happened...
Thinking this, Xiao Yinruo subtly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "I’m fine, you don’t need to co in!"
As she spoke, she quickly cast a spell to dry all the dampness in the room but, seeing the crumpled sheets, hastened to pull them off and store them in the storage space.
"Hiss..."
As she landed with shaky legs, a hint of sha flickered in her eyes; after all, she was a dignified cultivator in the Divine Presence Realm...
She hurriedly cast a spell to eliminate the pain from her body, didn’t have ti to take a bath, and casually changed into a clean set of clothes before walking to the door.
As she walked, she thought, why was she busy changing the sheets?
Couldn’t she just prevent Nanzhi from entering?
’Alas...’
Xiao Yinruo sighed inwardly, stealing the disciple’s husband... It was indeed difficult to maintain a calm mindset.
But she still had to pretend... to act nonchalant in front of Nanzhi.
She tidied her long hair, smoothed her cheeks, and, after confirming there was no problem, opened the door, looking at the anxious expression of Zhu Nanzhi standing at the door.
Zhu Nanzhi looked at her Master, knowing she must have tidied herself up, but no matter how well she disguised it, the lingering spring emotion in her brows was hard to conceal.
Especially those peach blossom eyes.
Peach blossom eyes naturally gave a lingering sense of affection; previously, her Master’s cool and unmatched deanor masked this feeling, but now...
Even with calm waters, these peach blossom eyes could tug at heartstrings.
In the warmth of spring, who wouldn’t notice the bright radiance?
Seeing her Master like this, Zhu Nanzhi was montarily stunned.
Xiao Yinruo’s heart skipped a beat, imdiately pretending nothing happened, flicking Zhu Nanzhi’s forehead: "What are you looking at?"
Zhu Nanzhi ca to her senses and, likewise pretending nothing happened, hurriedly asked, "Master, yesterday you..."
She thought that, after all, her Master, the Qingmiao Palace Master, didn’t understand romantic feelings and was unaware that certain expressions were hard to hide.
"Nothing." Xiao Yinruo said indifferently, "I just suddenly had so insights and went back to cultivate."
"I see..." Zhu Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, "They were all really worried about you."
"Hmm." Xiao Yinruo glanced away, feeling embarrassed to look into Nanzhi’s eyes now.
After all, last night felt like spending the wedding night with Nanzhi’s husband... Despite just the sensations, they were very clear.
Felt every bit of Jin’an’s experiences.
Xiao Yinruo quickly suppressed her thoughts; how could she keep thinking about such things?
She wasn’t truly enjoying it from the heart; it was all due to influence!
She instinctively clenched her hands, "Go tell them I’m fine now, and we’ll continue the discussion on the half-demon issue in an hour."
"Okay."
Zhu Nanzhi didn’t intend to stay much longer either; she needed to go back and change clothes.
She bowed and turned to leave but couldn’t resist turning back to look at her Master, leaning at the door, again.
Her jet-black hair was gathered into a low ponytail draped over one shoulder, and a few strands of hair lightly fluttered around her forehead, adding a touch of gentle temperant.
Her Master slightly lowered her head, her cheeks seed tinged with a peach blush, beautiful eyes blinked, and she was lost in thought.
’Could Master be starting to like that feeling?’
Zhu Nanzhi withdrew her gaze, a hint of worry crossing her eyes.
She felt it was best to keep what she heard last night to herself; that way, Master, constrained by morality, wouldn’t actually do anything to her husband...
Yes, Master has her dignity!
’But such a beautiful Master fixated on my husband... Husband is really sothing, hehe~’
Zhu Nanzhi thought proudly, her steps becoming lighter.
Xiao Yinruo watched Zhu Nanzhi’s departing figure, a shadow of worry crossing her eyes; for the sake of strength, she decided not to reclaim the Empathy Technique for now.
But continuing like this, what would she beco?
Now she had already been rembering Jin’an, and in the future...
Xiao Yinruo lowered her eyelids, thinking as long as she broke through to Divine Concealnt, severing the Empathy Technique, she would surely return to normal.
Everything was Qingyue’s influence, not her true nature.
"Alas... uh-ugh, cough-cough..."
Just as she sighed, Xiao Yinruo suddenly bent over, dry-heaving, her hands involuntarily grasping her throat, tears welling in her peach blossom eyes from the choking.
She couldn’t help but squat down, feeling as if she had drunk sothing?
What?
What was Qingyue drinking?
Clearly, Jin’an wasn’t present.
What was it?
Moreover, why did Qingyue feel so happy!?
Xiao Yinruo didn’t understand, she truly didn’t understand.
She just felt her body was sowhat not right.
Such a minor thing would lead to changes.
Could she be getting used to this kind of thing???
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Taichu Palace Square.
Lu Jin’an, having finished the morning exercises, sat expressionlessly on the steps in front of the hall, enjoying the breeze, unable to rid his mind of yesterday’s Senior Sister.
The childhood sweetheart Senior Sister also had ulterior motives for him...
Why couldn’t both Nanzhi and Senior Sister simply like him normally if they liked him?
One wanted to forge him into a Sword Spirit, the other wanted him to be her Junior Brother puppy... Were they missing the proper mindset for love in their brains?
Their upbringing was clearly normal; how did they grow up to be this way?
And his sister, whom he hadn’t seen for ten years... she was quite outrageous too!
Lu Jin’an softly sighed, thinking that indeed Master was the best.
Compared to the actions of the others, Master’s thoughts of training a rebellious disciple were entirely normal.
"I too..." Lu Jin’an pouted, "To be able to like them is also quite abnormal."
Especially enjoying the thod of coaching changing their mindset... he seed to enjoy it quite a bit himself.
Thinking about it, Lu Jin’an looked up at the clear sky, well then, let it be.
Being abnormal is fine; I’ll just go a bit crazy too.
Lu Jin’an stretched lazily, got up, and prepared to head to Qingyi Palace.
However, as soon as he left the square, he was t by Pei Wanyu.
"Master," Lu Jin’an bowed, "When did you return?"
Pei Wanyu looked at her unrested yet still spirited good disciple and couldn’t help but think of what Qingyue had said.
Who would be a match for the good disciple?
Moreover, yesterday, Jin’an indeed seed to enjoy it a bit.
Does the good disciple have a ’Fierce Beast’ hidden in his heart?
"Not long ago," she said, walking towards Lu Jin’an.
Lu Jin’an looked up at his graceful Master, involuntarily showing a relieved expression, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
Pei Wanyu was also hesitating.
Their eyes t briefly and then quickly shifted away.
’Should I tell Master about Senior Sister?’
’Should I tell the disciple about Qingyue?’
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