If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

The first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds.

A figure staggered as it sped out from the direction of Ice Soul Peak.

Mo Chengyue stood on a flying sword, his face as pale as paper.

With two large dark circles under his eyes, he looked like a scholar whose life force had been drained by a demon.

When the wind blew, he felt as if he could be blown away at any moment.

That's too brutal.

It's absolutely outrageous, like an outrageous door opening for the outrageous. It's outrageous to the extreme.

Leng Yuexin, who seemed cold and aloof, untouched by worldly affairs.

Once the gate is opened, it's practically a human-shaped self-propelled high-pressure water pump!

It's the turbocharged kind!

Mo Chengyue couldn't help but shiver and reached out to support his aching back, which was almost broken.

Although his cultivation level had been refined to the extreme, his foundation was frighteningly solid.

But this process...

Even if he had kidneys of iron, he couldn't withstand this level of "overtime"!

"If anyone ever says that cultivators are pure and without desires again, I'll be the first to slap them across the face."

While mentally ranting, Mo Chengyue cautiously scanned his surroundings.

Now is not the time to relax.

Last time, it was because of the rouge mark on her face that Xie Buci, that sixth brother, had a handle against her.

They were threatened to go and die.

As a seasoned office worker, he absolutely cannot fall into the same trap twice!

He had to destroy all the "evidence" before he could see anyone.

Mo Chengyue activated his full divine sense and confirmed that there was no one within a ten-mile radius.

With a turn of its body, it disappeared into a secluded mountain stream and dense forest.

He landed skillfully by a cold pool.

Without saying a word, he stripped off the brocade robe he was wearing, which was stained with Leng Yuexin's unique cold fragrance.

A ball of cinnabar fire ignited in his palm.

With a "whoosh".

The priceless brocade robe instantly turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

Destroying the body and covering up the evidence—a perfect fit for my profession.

Then he jumped into the icy pool.

Regardless of the cold, he took out a piece of "odor-removing soap" from his storage bag, which was comparable to gold in this world.

He developed it specifically for this kind of moment.

Although it doesn't have much skincare benefit, it's excellent at removing odors.

Even if you fall into a cesspool and soak for three days, you'll still feel as fresh as a white lotus flower after washing.

"Rub it, rub it hard!"

Mo Chengyue scrubbed his entire body until it was bright red, like a bathhouse attendant.

Especially the neck and collarbone, which are high-risk areas for leaving "hickeys".

They are the focus of special care.

While he was rubbing, he also looked at his reflection in the water.

After confirming that there were no "medals" such as fingernail marks or teeth marks left on his body.

He then cast eighteen more "Dust Cleansing Techniques" on himself.

I washed myself until I was as clean as a peeled egg, and I could smell nothing but the fishy smell of water.

Only then did he climb ashore, completely satisfied.

He pulled out a faded old Taoist robe from the bottom of the storage bag and changed into it.

This is his usual "salted fish disguise".

Wearing it instantly gives you that "I'm poor, I'm weak, don't mess with me" vibe.

Even after doing all this, Mo Chengyue was still not at ease.

He then took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket.

I poured out a few drops of the juice from the cheap wildflowers that can be found everywhere on the back mountain of Qingquan Peak.

I sprinkled some on myself.

Instantly, a faint scent of earth and wildflowers filled the air.

It completely masked any trace of the sophisticated, cool fragrance that might remain.

"Perfect."

Mo Chengyue took a deep breath and gave himself a score of 120 for his performance.

details make a difference.

He was serious about the principles of Gou Dao.

Even if Sherlock Holmes came, he wouldn't be able to find a single hair of Leng Yuexin on him!

After confirming that everything is correct.

He then stepped back onto his flying sword and adjusted his expression.

Switch from "Sage Mode After Exhaustion" to "Respectful Mode After Completing the Mission".

They flew towards the main hall of Qingquan Peak.

……

Inside the main hall of Qingquan Peak.

The atmosphere was enchanting, with a warm fragrance wafting through the air.

Yan Chenyu leaned lazily against the soft couch.

Her stunningly beautiful face was flushed with a hint of lingering pleasure.

It felt like I had just watched a thrilling show that made my face flush and my heart race.

In the air in front of her.

The water mirror that was originally displaying "high-definition paid content" has now gradually disappeared.

Only faint ripples remained.

"Tsk, is that all?"

Yan Chenyu pouted listlessly, her slender white fingers twirling a strand of hair.

"Young people these days still lack physical strength."

"They're running away after just one night, what a bad review."

As she complained, she picked up a magic grape from the fruit plate next to her.

It was thrown into that rosy and tempting little mouth.

Just then.

Mo Chengyue's respectful voice came from outside the hall.

"Disciple Mo Chengyue requests an audience with Master."

Yan Chenyu's half-closed phoenix eyes lit up instantly.

Like a cat that has discovered a new toy.

She sat up straight and straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.

But that inherent languor and allure could not be concealed.

"Come in."

Her voice was soft and delicate, with a slightly hoarse quality, as if she had just woken up.

The palace doors were pushed open.

Mo Chengyue walked in with his head bowed and eyes downcast.

He knelt obediently before the soft couch, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"This disciple has successfully delivered the congratulatory gift to Ice Soul Peak."

"Elder Leng... cough, Elder Leng liked it very much, and even praised Master for his elegant taste and unique vision."

Mo Chengyue didn't even dare to lift his head, and immediately launched into a string of standard workplace nonsense.

As long as you flatter the right person, you can get away with the blame quickly.

Yan Chenyu looked at her disciple below, who was talking nonsense with a straight face.

The smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

Refined taste?

Leng Yuexin, that blockhead who only knows how to cultivate and kill, what kind of taste does she know?

If she could say that, pigs could fly.

This kid doesn't even bother to think before he makes up lies.

"Oh?"

Yan Chenyu drew out the last syllable of her sentence with a half-smile.

"Did she really say that?"

Mo Chengyue's heart skipped a beat.

This tone... something doesn't sound right?

Could it be that Master and Leng Yuexin have a telepathic connection?

"Absolutely true!"

Mo Chengyue braced himself and forced himself to calm down.

"Elder Leng's expression at that time... was incredibly moved."

"He also said he would definitely visit in person another day to express his gratitude."

"Oh, right, she also gave her disciple a return gift."

To increase credibility.

Mo Chengyue quickly took out the jade talisman engraved with the character "moon" and presented it with both hands.

Yan Chenyu glanced at the jade talisman.

That was a pass to Ice Soul Peak, and the highest level at that.

That's equivalent to handing over your house key.

Gee tut.

It seems that Junior Sister Leng is really satisfied with this "human battery" this time.

She even planned to keep him as a sugar daddy/sugar baby long-term.

A hint of mockery flashed in Yan Chenyu's eyes.

She didn't take the jade talisman, but leaned forward and got closer.

That familiar, calming fragrance instantly entered Mo Chengyue's nostrils.

"My good disciple."

Yan Chenyu's voice echoed softly above his head.

"If it was just to deliver a gift, why did you spend a whole day and night there?"

"Were you born in the year of the tortoise? Did you crawl there?"

This is a life-or-death question!

This is absolutely a death trap question!

Mo Chengyue's back was instantly covered in cold sweat.

My brain is working at breakneck speed; the CPU is practically burning out.

"Reporting back to Master!"

His voice trembled slightly, but his logic was clear.

"Disciple...After delivering the gifts, I was so captivated by the beautiful scenery of Ice Soul Peak that I lost my way."

"In addition, Elder Leng has just formed his Nascent Soul, and the surrounding spiritual energy is surging, causing some changes to the formation."

"This disciple was trapped in the formation all night and only just managed to escape."

"This disciple is incompetent! I have disgraced my master!"

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed deeply.

The main focus is sincerity.

As long as I admit my mistakes quickly enough, you won't find a reason to punish me.

"Pfft."

Yan Chenyu finally couldn't help but laugh.

That smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, exuding charm and allure.

Beautiful scenery?

Ice Soul Peak is a desolate, frigid place, nothing but piles of ice and rocks.

Are you looking at the scenery?

You're going to see that beautiful woman without clothes, aren't you?

Still lost?

Did you get lost on that cold jade bed?

"Alright, stop making things up."

Yan Chenyu waved lazily and leaned back on the soft couch.

"I can't be bothered to care what kind of shady business you've been up to outside."

"As long as I don't lose my life, that's fine."

Seeing Mo Chengyue's relieved expression, she rolled her eyes and a mischievous thought popped into her head.