Minglong

Chapter 271: Drooling
Huhu~
The campfire burned silently inside the cave. The two best friends waited quietly, growing worried about Xie Jinhuan's condition as time went on, but not wanting her to wander off, they chatted idly to pass the time.

"The monk Xuyin is quite formidable. It took the five of us a long time to break his defenses, and Shen Jinyu couldn't even withstand more than a few moves..."

"They're different. The Zen school trains to be invincible, but aside from being able to withstand blows and suppress evil, they're weak in everything else. Martial artists, on the other hand, have offensive power far exceeding their defensive capabilities. Moreover, the higher their cultivation level, the less likely their opponents are to give them an opening if they reveal a weakness. A single mistake can be a matter of life and death. Even Xie Jinhuan, with his heaven-defying foundation, was almost taken down by Shen Jinyu with a single sword strike..."

"That's true. It seems that the Taoist sects and the Gu poison sects are still at a disadvantage... Poison masters have an advantage, they have long reach and are fast, and while they can't guarantee a win against anyone, they can move freely in and out of the fray..."

"Speaking of that female senior, isn't she Master Bu, Nangong's mortal enemy? She's really good-looking, and she even wears small glasses like Doctor Lin, looking rather flirtatious..."

"Shh! Don't let the expert hear..."

……

After chatting for a few minutes, Linghu Qingmo looked towards the cave exit, worried that his master might be scolding Xie Jinhuan or something because of what had just happened.

Zhao Ling, on the other hand, was curious to see how terrified Xie Jinhuan would be after he realized he had kissed and groped the most beautiful woman in the Daoist sect.

He was probably deathly pale and offered all sorts of apologies...

Senior Nangong should be as cold as ice, and although he might not care verbally, he would still instruct Xie Jinhuan not to touch on any taboos in the future, and never to mention this matter again...

Xie Jinhuan readily agreed, but deep down she definitely harbored some thoughts about this aloof elder...

Eh~tsk tsk tsk...

……

In reality, it's on the other side of the ridge.

After the storm, the snow-covered hills have gradually returned to peace.

Inside the cramped snowdrift, Xie Jinhuan's complexion had recovered. He sat cross-legged with his chest bare and eyes closed, earnestly regulating his internal energy.

Beside him, Nangong Ye lay sprawled on a cushion of clothing, her snow-white shoulders occasionally twitching slightly, causing the Supervising Soldier God to drool with desire, his expression filled with a daze...

Bu Yuehua lay down in front of him, her supple waist rising and falling slightly with her breath. Her arm was still pressed against Nangong Ye's cheek. Behind his black-rimmed glasses, her peach blossom eyes were filled with deep weariness as she softly complained:
"You shameless Taoist nun, with your disciple right here, you still dare to run in here, and even dare to get closer..."

Nangong Ye also wanted to curse this damned witch, but he was too weak to speak at this point. He simply raised his hand and ran it along Bu Yuehua's waist and abdomen, seemingly trying to use a 'hand chop' to help the witch remove some of her troublesome hair...

?

Seeing this, Bu Yuehua immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed his wrist:

"Are you sick in the head? You act like a little brat, yet you want to drag others down with you..."

"You're the one who's sick..."

Crackling...

As they were talking, the two, who were on their deathbeds, suddenly sat up and started fighting.

Xie Jinhuan opened her eyes and looked at the scene of churning snow waves. As a result, the two older sisters immediately stopped and pretended to be exhausted.

"Ha~"

Xie Jinhuan smiled, no longer feeling smug, and continued to examine his physical condition internally.

The demonic path cultivator has indeed grown rapidly. With the selfless donations from Shen Jinyu and Monk Xuyin, he has already emerged as a mid-stage cultivator in the fourth realm, but there are also a lot of side effects.

His body was extremely excited under the influence of the blood demon, making it difficult to even calm his mind. If he were to recite the "Mountain and River Order" to encourage himself at this moment, he would probably turn into a madman on the spot.

The most important quality for a martial artist is a calm and composed mind. If this problem is not addressed, all the combat skills he has honed over the years will have been for nothing. Therefore, we must ask the Great Immortal Zisu to refine an elixir as soon as possible.

However, Wei Wuyi's matter is a major concern; delaying it even a moment could lead to irreversible consequences...

Thinking of this, Xie Jinhuan opened his eyes:

"There might be a big problem at Snow Eagle Ridge. I need to get back to Luoyang as soon as possible. The Golden Sand still needs to be sent to Zisu for medicine making. We'll probably have to split up..."

Nangong Ye was suddenly forced to cultivate with the demoness. He was actually filled with shame and indignation, wishing he could beat the brat, but he couldn't beat him and would be driven crazy by the beating, so he swallowed his anger.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ye cleared his mind of all distractions and sat up:
"Snow Eagle Ridge?"

“Yes, that warrior just now seemed to be Wei Wuyi’s son, but Wei Wuyi is highly respected, so this matter cannot be decided hastily, nor can it be spread and alerted. Therefore, I must personally return to Luoyang to investigate…”

Upon seeing this, Bu Yuehua also sat up, her expression solemn:
“If Wei Wuyi were to betray the righteous path, it would be no small matter; even the three of us combined wouldn’t be able to handle him.”

Faced with four seemingly insurmountable opportunities, Xie Jinhuan's thoughts were somewhat muddled:
"Uh... Buddhism is also involved, and we don't know the full story yet. We can only discuss this with Headmaster Lu. Although Headmaster Lu made many mistakes during his tenure, he was personally appointed by Senior Qixia, so his stance should be fine..."

While Lu Wuzhen may have some shortcomings in his ability to be a leader, as a righteous cultivator, he possesses an iron will and not only abides by the regulations of the imperial court but also strictly disciplines himself in private. He lives in his office year-round and has no mistresses or illegitimate children. In this respect alone, he surpasses many Taoist and Buddhist sect leaders...

In the past, Nangong Ye was a pure and aloof female swordswoman, believing she could eventually replace Senior Brother Lu. But after this enchanting woman appeared, she realized how remarkable it was that Senior Brother Lu, despite wielding power for decades, had never sought personal gain or harbored any worldly desires, always acting from the perspective of the righteous path and the Dan Ding Sect. If some lecherous man were the sect leader, every female sect leader in the entire Great Qian Dynasty would probably be a mistress. Anyone who dared not offer themselves politically would face annual performance reviews, denial of pill formula authorization, and reduction of sect territory…

“Senior Brother Lu is indeed trustworthy, otherwise Master wouldn’t have let him take over as the leader of the Dan Ding Sect. But Senior Brother Lu may not be able to keep Wei Wuyi in check. This matter is too complicated, so you must not act rashly. Go to Zi Hui Mountain to find Senior Brother Zhang and have him send someone to inquire about the situation. I will send the Ming Jin Sha to Yan Jing immediately and then meet up with you as soon as possible…”

"Row……"

Xie Jinhuan was now fully awake. This matter was weighing on his mind, making him quite restless. However, looking around at the plump, white, full-moon figure and the overturned jade bowl, he found himself unable to move...

Bu Yuehua, with the air of a caring teacher's wife, stepped forward upon seeing this, holding her head to help her clear her mind:

"Alright, that's important. You're not a child anymore, stop thinking about all this nonsense..."

Despite saying that, he still held the hand of the flirtatious nun, asking her to make a gesture.

Nangong Ye gave her a slightly disgusted look, but Xie Jinhuan was constantly putting out fires, and she genuinely felt sorry for her. After thinking it over, she pretended to be reluctant, knelt up, and hugged Xie Jinhuan:
"Hurry up and clean up! I'll settle the score with you in a few days for what happened today!"

Damn it...

Xie Jinhuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his face being washed by two enormous men flanking him from both sides. His entire head was buried in their soft flesh, and his whole body began to radiate blood again...
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Soon after, the cave.

Zhao Ling, carrying his sword, slowly practiced his swordsmanship by the campfire, while Linghu Qingmo took out his "Enjoyment Records," which recorded the day's events and conversations, such as—"How dare you hit my wife..."

Just as the two were busy with their own tasks, a commotion finally came from outside the entrance:

"Gujiguji~"

Looking around, Big Coal Ball hopped in, a dried fish dangling from its mouth. It paused by the campfire, looking as if to say, "The ball's frozen solid, let me warm it up..."

Behind him, Xie Jinhuan, wearing tattered soft armor and carrying two weapons, walked in, his complexion already restored to normal.

Nangong Ye walked to the side, his sword on his back, his demeanor as cold as ice as ever, but his face, hidden by his veil, was very embarrassed and uneasy, and he didn't even dare to look at his disciple.

Bu Yuehua was actually a little embarrassed, but if the flirtatious Taoist nun could swallow her pride, what did she, a witch from the sorcerer sect, have to fear? At this moment, she gracefully approached:

"Awaited."

Linghu Qingmo quickly put away the books, bowed to Bu Yuehua, and then went to Xie Jinhuan to check if he had been beaten. Finding him unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?"

Xie Jinhuan smiled and said, "It's alright. Today's events are quite significant, so we need to go to Luoyang to pack up and leave as soon as possible."

"Oh~"

Linghu Qingmo really wanted to ask Xie Jinhuan if he remembered the forced kiss earlier, but it was too embarrassing to bring it up, so he looked at Nangong Ye:

"Master, are you alright?"

Nangong Ye was restless, filled with a guilty conscience that made him want to embarrass himself. Hearing the sound, he pursed his lips:
"It's nothing. I need to go to the north as soon as possible to get some medicine for Xie Jinhuan. Stay close to him these next few days and don't wander off. I'll be there in a couple of days."

Linghu Qingmo nodded slightly, thinking that it was a good thing for his master to go to a cool place to calm down in this awkward situation.

Zhao Ling had only come along to gather herbs and hadn't expected to encounter such a large entourage. The envoy's party was still in Yanjing, with many official duties to attend to, and she should have returned earlier. Seeing Xie Jinhuan suddenly preparing to return to Luojing, she couldn't help but wonder:
"Something happened in Luoyang?"

Because it concerned the Danwang family, Xie Jinhuan definitely had to bring Zhao Ling along, but to avoid unnecessary worry, he didn't say so directly, but simply scooped up the little broken bird that was trying to grill fish with its beak:

"It's nothing serious, just that we haven't completely wiped out the remnants of the Underworld Cult. We'll check back when we get back. We'll talk more on the way..."

"Oh~"

Seeing this, Zhao Ling didn't ask any more questions and walked out with Linghu Qingmo, carrying their belongings.

Xie Jinhuan followed behind, intending to say goodbye to Bing Tuotuo and Sister Bu, but given the current situation, it wasn't appropriate to be too intimate. Therefore, she subtly patted their shoulders and backs to show her concern, but the result was:
Stab la la——

Inside the cave, lightning burst forth!
Linghu Qingmo had only taken two steps with the coal briquettes on his shoulder when he heard the sound and quickly turned around. He saw Xie Jinhuan's body stiffen from the electric shock, while his icy master was gripping his wrist with murderous intent. He hurriedly stepped forward.

"Master? Why did you hit him? Don't be angry..."

Bu Yuehua and Zhao Ling were also taken aback.

Nangong Ye was simply too nervous and overreacted, thinking that this brat wanted to touch her, and quickly withdrew her hand upon seeing this:
"Uh... I'm just testing whether he's suppressed his demonic nature, just in case you're at risk following him..."

"is it?"

Xie Jinhuan, used to being electrocuted, smiled and said:
"I definitely managed to hold it in, otherwise how could I dare to run around like that? It's okay, it's okay, let's keep going..."

Linghu Qingmo was half-believing and half-doubting. Perhaps worried that her master was upset and might beat up her boyfriend again, she stepped between the two of them and said some words of concern...

(End of this chapter)