These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Then take your true energy and get out."

Wei Tu looked at the other person's flushed skin, from the collarbone to the fair chest, all pink.

"Is that all?"

"Get out!"

Mu Xitong said in a reproachful tone.

Wei Tu obediently withdrew his hand, stood up, and straightened his robes.

Meanwhile, Mu Xitong on the bed had already reached up and pulled up her clothes that had slipped off earlier, but some of her hair was still stuck to her skin because of sweat.

It was colorful and messy.

He looked as if he had just been through a passionate encounter and was completely exhausted.

Wei Tu went out and, as always, sorted out today's medicine list in the Medicine King Pavilion. Sure enough, they were all left over from the daytime. Mu Xitong really didn't intend to deal with them at all; she was just trying to slack off whenever she could.

Does the Medicine King Pavilion belong to her or to him?

After finishing all that, she still had to cook dinner for the human and the fox. Only after she was done with everything did Wei Tu have time to take a shower. She almost fell asleep as she closed her eyes slightly.

Wei Tu briefly reviewed the details of the day and found nothing wrong.

Her performance in the Baoguang Hall was acceptable, but her continued defiance of Ran Xinxue only intensified Ran Xinxue's hatred and hostility towards her. The duel on the large platform made her realize the extent of her hidden abilities... Everything was going according to plan.

When will I be able to see that old man again...? I still need one last dose of drastic medicine.

Let's wait a little longer...

"Crash..."

The boy stood up from the bucket, water droplets sliding down his angular face, his eyes, as bright as peach blossoms in spring, dispelling the deepest trace of disdain.

After getting dressed, I left the Medicine King Pavilion and went into the maple forest, where I sat by the pond.

When the moon was bright and the stars were few, the fiery red maple leaves in the darkness resembled alluring women in red dresses, waving in the wind under the moonlight.

Then a sneaky figure suddenly appeared behind him.

He covered his eyes with his hands and played a little game that he had played countless times.

Guess who I am~

Wei Tu's eyes were covered, but that didn't stop him from smelling the woman's fragrance behind him.

The virgin fragrance that wafted into her nose always helped Wei Tu dispel the tense mental contemplation about that matter, that plan—a contemplation that couldn't afford the slightest flaw.

“Su Mi…”

"Huh?" The girl seemed quite surprised. "Why aren't you talking about others, Senior Brother?"

Her hands were naturally grabbed by the boy's palms.

Wei Tu smiled and pulled the girl to his side, sitting down by the pond where the moon was reflected.

"Does Junior Sister really want me to talk about other people?"

Although Su Mi blushed a little from having her hand pulled, she still retained her spoiled nature, puffing out her chest in a huff.

"Dare to talk about others, and I'll cut you up!"

"Hahahaha... I don't believe you'd be willing to do that."

"Why wouldn't I want to part with them? They're all bad stuff anyway..."

As she said this, the girl secretly glanced at Wei Tu's lower abdomen, a glance she thought was well hidden so that he wouldn't see it.

Wei Tu saw it but didn't say anything.

The two sat under the moon, telling some jokes. Gradually, the girl rested her head on Wei Tu's shoulder, and together they looked at the moon beyond the mountains, so full and round.

It emits a faint fluorescence.

"Senior brother was amazing today..."

"Hmm? Is there?"

"Of course, two swords! Two swords and you defeated that Yuan Jia Cao from Lu Chen Sect... Many of my senior and junior sisters are talking about you."

What are you saying about me?

"What does Senior Brother want to hear? Do you want me to say you're handsome? Or do you want me to say how dashing you are and that I want to make you my Daoist partner?"

Su Mi smiled, but her tone seemed to carry a chilling edge.

Wei Tu chuckled to himself.

"I didn't say any of that, junior sister, don't try to make things dramatic for me."

"So what do you want to say?"

Su Mi gently turned the boy's thumb, seemingly enjoying playing with that finger.

Wei Tu thought for a moment, then looked down at Su Mi.

"Have I become the senior brother you can rely on in your eyes?"

As Su Mi looked into his eyes, her heart began to race, but her voice sounded as if she were under a spell.

"Senior brother has always been..."

"That's good. I already felt bad about being criticized by those people before, and now I've dragged you into it too."

"Why should I feel guilty? Actually, no one is more upset than you, Senior Brother. They don't know, but I do. Senior Brother, for the sake of your realm and the strength they see, you practiced your sword so hard, mending your clothes and replacing your shoes when they were worn out, while they only had to talk... I know you are a very strong-willed person, but you always act like you don't care in front of me."

Am I a strong-willed person?

Wei Tu felt that he was no longer the same person in this life, but looking back at history, why did he become the youngest person in Nan Jianzhou to reach the Dragon Slayer Realm in his previous life... Why was he so young and only one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor?

It is indeed because of a strong will.

But now...

Wei Tu lowered his head and gently cupped the girl's soft cheeks.

Forced to raise her head, Su Mi's eyes darted away as she looked at Wei Tu. Her shy and lively eyes flickered slightly, but as if anticipating something, her pink lips parted slightly.

Wei Tu looked at this face, which she had always thought was perfect and flawless, as if it were her destiny, with gentle eyes.

“I will always remember the days when we were little, blowing dandelions on the hillside, catching fish in the pond, and lying on the hillside covered with purple grass, enjoying the breeze and watching the clouds. All of this I did was to preserve them and prove that they existed.”

The girl's shyness lessened slightly, revealing a charming yet innocent smile.

"It's really bad of you to bring up these memories at this time, senior brother."

Why is it bad?

Wei Tu's voice became somewhat hoarse without her noticing.

At this moment, the girl boldly reached out and wrapped her arms around the boy's neck.

They even slightly puffed out their chests, as if offering up some exquisite tribute.

Her eyes held a youthful tenderness.

"Because of what I've said... whatever you want to do, Senior Brother, Su Su won't be able to refuse you."

Without further hesitation, Wei Tu pressed his lips to hers.

The passionate and intense kiss was like the wind stirring a calm lake.

Ripples spreading in circles, wrinkles appearing one after another.

The girl, whose clothes were gradually becoming disheveled, had no idea when the man's hand had slipped inside her.

When that tender, untouched area, her delicate and full body, which she had cherished so tenderly, fell completely into his hands, she even felt that this body was no longer her own.

My body and mind felt as if they were floating, my heart trembling, drawn to his warm, wet lips.

Her jade-like body nestled against me, how deep my affection! A gentle, tender caress, a soft murmur lingering... PS: I need some monthly votes, how come it's still not over a thousand... How annoying!

49. If you keep pretending, I'll spank you.

Good morning, Master.

"Um……"

"Hmm? Master... you smell so good."

"Is there...?"

"Yes, um... Master put on rouge?"

"No, Ying'er, you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Oh……"

On Little Iris Peak, Jiang Ying found it somewhat strange to meet her master and disciple that morning, after all... it seemed like she hadn't seen her master dressed like this for many years...

Lu Qingyan's attire has always been simple and aloof, relying solely on her stunningly beautiful natural face—without rouge or powder. She's like a living fairy...

It's not that Lu Qingyan didn't look good with rouge on; on the contrary, she looked stunning, absolutely gorgeous.

The stark contrast between those crimson lips and that exceptionally cold face was like a peony blooming on ruins.

Jiang Ying didn't like to spend her energy on such things, so she nodded and left Xiaoyuan Peak to begin her daily disciple duties at the sect.

When Jiang Ying's figure finally disappeared.

Lu Qingyan could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

She stood in the bamboo house for a while, gazing aimlessly, before returning to her room and looking at her reflection in the bronze mirror.

"There's nothing strange about it..."

Hmm...it doesn't look any different, except that the lips look particularly alluring.

There are things that Lu Qingyan herself is unaware of, such as how her sudden transformation can be so alluring, given her usual indifference and lack of interest in anything.

After sitting there for a while, I realized that my mood was a bit chaotic.

It was a morning no different from any other, so why did I feel so confused?