Fairy, help me cultivate.

Su Ning lifted her skirt and gently leaped onto Chen Yao's immortal sword.

"Sister-in-law, I need to speed up."

"Ah? Oh..."

Su Ning was standing very close to Chen Yao, her mind filled with his warm breath, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Chen Yao ascended into the air on his sword, suddenly accelerating.

Caught off guard, Su Ning let out a soft cry and hugged his waist tightly.

Two warm mounds pressed tightly against Chen Yao's back. Inhaling the scent of the beauty wafting in the wind, his heart was in turmoil.

"Sister-in-law, just point out the direction and distance for me."

Once they reached a height overlooking Jiujiang, Chen Yao spoke up to remind Su Ning.

Su Ning snapped out of her pounding heart and quickly released Chen Yao.

As the two soft mounds left his back, Chen Yao felt a pang of disappointment.

"There it is, in that city that shines with light."

Su Ningxiu pointed to a spot in the northwest, where there was a point of light reflecting sunlight, like a fragment of a mirror scattered on the ground.

Chen Yao nodded: "I'll take you back."

Su Ning hugged his waist again and pressed herself tightly against his back.

This time, Chen Yao could clearly feel the two protrusions on her chest, which made his back feel somewhat comfortable.

"You...you shouldn't think like that..."

Su Ning rarely admitted to it directly, but in fact, she had a reaction and was so embarrassed that she knew she couldn't not explain, but explaining would only make things worse.

"I wasn't thinking anything..."

Su Ning's arm, which was around Chen Yao's waist, suddenly moved up and touched his chest: "I wasn't thinking anything, so my heart is beating this fast!"

Chen Yao's heart raced even faster when she touched his soft little hand: "Any man would have his heart racing if he were so close to a beauty like my sister-in-law."

Su Ning was so embarrassed that even the wind couldn't dispel the heat from her cheeks. She spat out, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you trying to bully your sister-in-law too?"

Chen Yao recalled her timid appearance in front of Jiang Baisha and couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He held her small hand, which was cold from the wind, and said, "You've suffered, sister-in-law."

Su Ning's heart, which had been pounding wildly, suddenly calmed as he grasped her warm hand: "Let's not talk about this..."

The two remained silent for a moment.

That night...

Su Ning bit her lip and uttered two words softly.

Chen Yao nodded: "It's probably because of the alcohol. Don't worry, I won't look down on you in the slightest because of this."

Su Ning shook her head: "No, that night, I was willing."

As she spoke, disregarding her fear of being on a flying sword high in the sky, she lifted her delicate toe and planted a kiss on Chen Yao's cheek.

Chen Yao was stunned for a moment.

The kiss was fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but Su Ning almost suffocated.

After taking a few deep breaths, she stole a glance at Chen Yao, who had turned his head to the side: "Sister-in-law is grateful to you, grateful for your generosity and chivalry, grateful that you keep me in your heart... I have no way to repay you, and I will never be able to repay you in the future."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and scattered in the wind.

"I regret that we didn't meet before I was married..."

After she said that, Chen Yao's flying sword landed back in the courtyard.

Su Ning jumped down, covered her face, and ran away.

Jiang Baisha has disappeared.

Chen Yao touched the spot on her cheek where the kiss had left its mark, where some of the clear saliva from her tongue still lingered.

He felt a sense of loss and melancholy.

Regardless of Jiang Baisha's intentions, it's not hard to guess what Su Ning, who was oppressed by him, was thinking.

Her kiss was, in fact, a farewell kiss. Perhaps she understood Jiang Baisha's thoughts, which was why she deliberately avoided him today, and why she parted ways after revealing her true feelings, for fear of getting herself into trouble!

Chen Yao flew towards Jinchang City, pondering these things the whole way.

"Hey! What are you thinking about? It's already flown by!"

A familiar voice sounded behind him. Chen Yao turned around and found that it was Jiang Bailin, who had been following him without him noticing.

He composed himself and said, "Long time no see."

Jiang Bailin, hands on her hips, rolled her eyes with her mature and beautiful face: "It's only a few days, how can it be a long time!"

Chen Yaofei approached: "I was just making a casual greeting."

Jiang Bailin chuckled: "You silly goose! If your aunt hadn't been waiting for you, you wouldn't have even noticed you flew past!"

"Who's my aunt! According to seniority..."

Jiang Bailin waved his hand to stop Chen Yao from speaking halfway: "In terms of seniority, I am your aunt, Yu Dingyi! Although you have been kind to my brother, and you can be considered kind to me as well, your level of cultivation is what it is. Don't think about betraying your master and ancestors."

It turns out that she wasn't present when Jiang announced her identity...

Chen Yao thought to himself, then retorted, "How is that betraying one's master and ancestors?"

Jiang Bailin looked him up and down and said, "No matter what, you are my chosen successor!"

“I didn’t agree to that.”

"Whether you agree or not is irrelevant, as long as your aunt agrees! Come on, let's go on our first mission!"

Jiang Bailin grabbed Chen Yao's wrist with her soft, delicate hand and pulled him down towards Jinchang City below.

A sharp cry suddenly erupted from the clouds on one side, accompanied by a howling hot wind, as a thick, long purple shadow pierced through the clouds.

Chen Yao was overjoyed.

Chapter 137 Fire Python Devours Scales, Advances to Sleep

Upon seeing its master, the Three Purple Fire-Swallowing Python became extremely excited. Its thick, long tail stirred up the clouds, causing a heavy rain to fall.

Chen Yao was also very happy. He rode on its neck and carefully scratched its itch, while also cleaning the ash and dirt between its scales.

Jiang Bailin also wanted to ride the python to experience it, but unfortunately the little snake was quite fierce and unruly, and did not allow anyone other than its owner to ride it.

She stood aside watching Chen Yao and the three purple fire-swallowing pythons: a scene of "filial piety and loving father and daughter," her beautiful eyes filled with envy.

"I wish I could tame beasts too..."

Hearing this, Chen Yao smiled at her: "Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bailin immediately tilted her head back and said, "No, how can a master let his disciple teach him?"

Who is your apprentice?

"you!"

Chen Yao didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he lowered his head and stroked the smooth, shiny scales on the purple python's head: "Here's something good for you to eat."

The purple python, already possessing spiritual intelligence, immediately became excited upon hearing its master's words and repeatedly tilted its head back to rub against Chen Yao's hand.

Chen Yao got up and flew off its neck. He tapped his storage ring, and a row of fiery red scales of the Fire Brocade Serpent emerged from the ring. After circling Chen Yao once, he drove them into the mouth of the Purple Python, which was already wide open, waiting to be fed.

As the fire scales entered its mouth, the purple python, with its mouth closed, suddenly spewed out two thick, long streams of fire that billowed like clouds of steam, and its eyes also turned into a fiery gold.

A hot wind suddenly rose, and the giant python circled Chen Yao and Jiang Bailin rapidly in the sky, clearly struggling to resist the effects of the fire scales that had just entered its stomach.

Jiang Bailin's skirt fluttered in the wind as she looked up at the giant python dancing wildly, and said with concern, "Will it be alright?"

Chen Yao shook her head: "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple python gradually calmed down, its head approaching Chen Yao, looking drowsy, while its body slowly shrank.

Chen Yao took out the spirit beast pouch that Jiujiang had just made from his storage ring. The pouch floated into the air and put the purple python inside.

If one swallows such a fiery scale in one go, one should be able to directly enter the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

I just don't know how long it will need to remain dormant; I hope it can wake up soon.

Chen Yao put away his spirit beast pouch and looked down at Jinchang City below the clouds. He thought to himself that if he had a spirit beast at the late Golden Core stage, even if his own strength could not be restored to the Golden Core stage, he could walk sideways in this city vassal of a powerful clan.

When he came to his senses, he noticed that Jiang Bailin was glancing at him with her beautiful eyes, her expression strange.

"what happened?"

"So it really was you who killed the disciple of Chengfeng Pavilion."

Chen Yao then remembered that when they first met, Jiang Bailin had said that he was going to hunt down the murderer who killed the disciples of Chengfeng Pavilion. He couldn't help but sigh at his carelessness in using the spirit beast pouch in front of her.

He looked at Jiang Bailin with some wariness.

Jiang Bailin frowned and stared at him intently.

The wind cooled down, and the clouds billowed, slowly enveloping the two of them.

"never mind!"

Jiang Bailin's eyebrows relaxed, and she waved her hand, saying, "Anyway, we can't separate close friends. You're a good friend, and besides, you're my disciple. There's no need for me to help outsiders against you, right, disciple?"

Chen Yao could easily hear the subtle threat in her words; it was clear that as long as he admitted to being her apprentice, she wouldn't pursue the matter.

But he could also tell that Jiang Bailin was not the kind of person to repay kindness with enmity, so he smiled and said, "If you try to use this to coerce me into becoming your disciple, I'm afraid you'll regret it."

He originally wanted to tell her directly that he was Jiang Bailin's husband, but seeing how Jiang Bailin was determined to be an "aunt," he was afraid that saying it would make her angry.

The main reason is that the two of them have important matters to attend to right now, and they are afraid that her temper tantrums might cause other problems.

Of course, it's uncertain whether Jiang Bailin will be so unprofessional, but it's best to minimize the possibility of causing trouble.

Jiang Bailin didn't quite understand what Chen Yao had said, but she still glared at him and said, "You're just being mysterious. But I'm not in a hurry. I don't believe you can escape my grasp. Let's go, I'll take you down first."

As she spoke, her soft, slightly cool hand grasped Chen Yao's wrist, intending to lead him downstairs.

Chen Yao didn't move.

"What's wrong now?"