Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Listening to his two apprentices' words, and looking at their shy yet not disgusted expressions, which even carried a hint of pride.

Then think back to that resolute figure who turned and left without looking back, all to preserve his cultivation...

Xuan Yue felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, as if she had been punched in the chest by a small fist.

This……

What terrible things have they done?!

She lived a life of quiet cultivation, and had a clear conscience. How could she have taught such a group of disciples? One was a spineless ingrate, and the other two...

How could they have become so shameless?

For the next few days, Xuan Yue was forced to stay at Villa No. 1.

Although Gu Fan did not restrict her freedom, with her cultivation sealed, she had nowhere to go in this Holy Path Academy, where powerful figures were everywhere.

What's even more infuriating is

Chu Ling'er and Chu Xuan'er took turns "brainwashing" their master around the clock, explaining Lin Feng's great achievements at the academy.

"Master, you don't know, my eldest brother not only peeped into the women's restroom, but also hid a photo-recording stone outside your bathroom..."

"Master, in the last secret realm, I heard that Lin Feng even used his classmates as bait in order to monopolize the opportunities..."

"And that aphrodisiac powder! If Brother Gu Fan hadn't arrived in time, Sister Freya's life would have been ruined!"

Each and every single incident, with photographic evidence, serves as proof of Lin Feng's illegal and criminal activities.

Xuan Yue finished reading it.

She locked herself in her room and remained silent for an entire day.

That once stunningly beautiful face now seemed to have aged ten years.

She didn't want to believe it, but the evidence was overwhelming.

Her proud "disciple" turned out to be a complete hypocrite and a true villain.

"Have you figured it out?"

The door was gently pushed open, and Luo Ning brought a cup of ethereal tea to Xuan Yue.

She is now Gu Fan's personal head maid.

The black and white maid outfit didn't look out of place on her at all; instead, it accentuated the contrast between her aloofness and submissiveness to the extreme.

Xuan Yue looked up and gave a bitter smile: "Fairy Luo Ning... I..."

"Don't call me a fairy."

Luo Ning's tone was flat.

"Before that one, I am merely Ning'er. Xuan Yue, the Holy Son greatly admires your talent, especially your mastery of formations and medicine. If you agree and sign this master-servant contract, Ghost Valley will not only survive, but will flourish under your leadership."

"even……"

Luo Ning leaned down, her red lips pressed against Xuan Yue's ear, her breath sweet as orchids.

"The bottleneck to Nascent Soul that has troubled you for a hundred years, and even the legendary path to immortality, can be bestowed upon you at will."

Xuan Yue's delicate body trembled.

Promote the spirit of Guiguzi... the path to immortality...

These two words precisely struck the softest and most longed-for place in her heart.

"But...I can't..."

Xuan Yue bit her red lips, her eyes filled with struggle.

"Although Lin Feng is ruthless, I cannot be unjust. I cannot bring myself to take revenge on him for personal gain, or do what you have done... I cannot do it."

"No one asked you to take revenge on that good-for-nothing. He's not worthy of my attention."

A lazy, magnetic voice sounded from the doorway.

Gu Fan walked in wearing a loose silk robe, toying with two "top-grade youth-preserving pills" that emitted a seven-colored glow.

"Don't want to sign a contract of servitude? Fine, this Holy Son has always won people over with virtue."

He casually tossed the two Youth Preservation Pills, which even Nascent Soul stage female cultivators would fight tooth and nail for, onto the table.

"Then let's change the way we trade. I see that you've been experiencing qi and blood stagnation lately, and your meridians are not flowing smoothly. Perfect timing, this Holy Son has a 'unique therapy' brought from the Immortal Realm, but I need a practice model."

Gu Fan snapped his fingers.

Su Qianqian immediately came in carrying a set of clothes, her face showing a mix of envy and mischievousness.

"Sister Xuan Yue, this is a 'work uniform' specially made for you by your husband~"

Xuan Yue took a closer look and her blood pressure spiked.

This is a Taoist robe that has been "modified".

The upper body still features an elegant and austere moon-white stand-up collar design, preserving the sacred and inviolable majesty of the master.

But the lower body...

The skirt features an extremely high slit, and paired with it are a pair of ultra-thin black stockings and a pair of Valentino high-heeled sneakers!

Conservatism and debauchery, holiness and temptation.

These two completely different styles are perfectly blended together by this outfit.

"Put it on."

Gu Fan sat on the sofa, his eyes filled with aggression.

"As long as you obediently accept one hour of treatment from this holy son every day, the second half of the 'Thirteen Needles of Guigu' will be yours."

As he spoke, he slammed an ancient jade slip onto the table.

That is the supreme inheritance of Guiguzi, lost for a thousand years!

Xuan Yue's breathing became rapid.

This is an open conspiracy!

A blatant conspiracy!

Refuse? The Guigu lineage is within reach; it is the long-cherished wish of generations of patriarchs.

Accept? These clothes... this treatment involving a lone man and woman...

"I...I'll wear it!"

After a long while, Xuan Yue closed her eyes, as if she had used all her strength to say those two words.

As long as we don't cross the final barrier... it's just treatment...

For the sake of the sect... For the sake of its legacy...

I can tolerate it all!

Ten minutes later.

Xuan Yue, her face flushed, emerged from behind the screen after changing her clothes.

The tight black stockings hugged her plump, long thighs, and with each step, the high-slit skirt swayed in the wind, the barely visible area of ​​her body practically challenging the limits of a man's endurance.

"Come here and kneel down."

Xuan Yue stiffened, but still walked over in humiliation, kneeling on the soft carpet, her head bowed, not daring to look Gu Fan in the eye.

Open your mouth.

"Wh...what?"

Xuan Yue raised her head blankly.

Before she could react, Gu Fan's long, slender fingers had already pinched her chin.

"Hmm!"

Xuan Yue's beautiful eyes widened as she tried to struggle, but she found that her spiritual power was being suppressed by the primordial energy emanating from Gu Fan. A soft, charming groan involuntarily escaped from her nose.

"I don't……"

Just as she was about to refuse, Gu Fan tightened his fingers slightly, forcing her to tilt her head back.

next second.

Gu Fan calmly placed the crystal-clear "Primordial Mystic Crystal" that exuded a rich Daoist charm into her mouth!

"Ugh!!"

Tears welled up in Xuan Yue Tao Hua's eyes, and a strange feeling filled her mouth.

That was... the ultimate sweetness!

Before you could even think about what it was, a surge of celestial energy exploded on your tongue!

This is no ordinary sugar.

This is an unparalleled elixir refined by the Primordial Demon Sect using countless rare and precious materials!

The sweet sugar melted into a scalding warm current, sliding down the throat and instantly rushing into every part of the body!

Her bottleneck at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, which had plagued her for a century, was as fragile as paper in the face of this terrifying medicinal power!

boom!

Late stage of Nascent Soul... even approaching the peak!

"This, this is..."

Xuan Yue's mind went blank.

Reason told her this wouldn't work, but her body was terrifyingly honest.

The drug's effects were so pleasurable that she instinctively used her delicate tongue to roll, suck, and greedily demand more.

It's so delicious...

"How does it feel?"

Gu Fan looked down at her, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Xuan Yue was no longer able to utter a complete sentence at this moment.

Her eyes were unfocused, and she answered in a low, indistinct voice:

"Mmm...no...don't stop..."