After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

Pei Yuhan finally spoke, interrupting Qing Yueqiu.

"You still don't understand, I'm not mad about the ticket or the fine, those are small things.

I'm just very disappointed. As my eldest disciple, you practice the Supreme Forgetful Sword Art. You should be the calmest and most emotionally controlled sword practitioner, but you are completely unable to keep calm.

Your restless heart is what disappoints me the most."

"Master, I'm just too worried about you. I get scared when I see a bad woman approaching you..."

Qing Yueqiu grabbed Pei Yuhan's clothes and felt aggrieved.

"What are you worried about? Are you worried that she will harm me? You should understand that few cultivators of the same realm can make me suffer.

Are you worried that I will really be seduced by her? This is an absurd idea. I will not take the initiative to do anything to let your master's wife down."

Pei Yuhan turned his head, his eyes were stern but also gentle.

"Yueqiu, can you tell me what you are worried about?"

"I, I don't know..."

How could she not understand what Pei Yuhan said?

The Master is so powerful and so loyal to his wife. If he doesn't want to, no bad woman can succeed...

However, when Qing Yueqiu saw a woman with ill intentions towards his master approaching him, he felt a heaviness in his chest and could not suppress the rising fire in his heart.

She wanted to be alone with her master.

Qing Yueqiu understood that perhaps this was extreme jealousy. She didn't expect that she, who looked indifferent and simple, was actually such a jealous woman.

But there was no way she would tell her master this.

Therefore, I can only use "I don't know" to cover up my true thoughts.

Pei Yuhan looked at the silent disciple who lowered his head. He took out the ruler and said, "Since you don't know, then accept the punishment first. You should have remembered the rules of our sect."

"Disciple understands, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

Qing Yueqiu's voice trembled slightly when he heard this, and it was unclear whether it was because of nervousness or... anticipation.

She slowly turned around and faced Pei Yuhan.

"Bend down, or if you get hit on the waist it will affect your practice tomorrow."

"Um……"

Qing Yueqiu nodded and responded. She would never refuse her master's request.

She bent down obediently like a docile kitten, and the bright moonlight cast on her breathtaking waistline, like a hazy white veil covering it, making people want to lift it up to find out.

The girl's actions at this moment were not very graceful, but fortunately it was dark now and the air around the flying boat was deserted, so no one would see this embarrassing scene.

"Master, I am ready to be punished... Please don't show mercy to me and punish me severely!"

Pei Yuhan clenched the old ruler he had used for decades in his hand and said calmly, "Yueqiu, reflect on your mistakes from now on."

"The first one is because you don't trust Master and you took the initiative to stand up for me! Your mistake is blind arrogance!"

After the white-robed swordsman finished speaking, the ruler fell like a horse whip, punishing Qing Yueqiu on her raised buttocks.

Pei Yuhan showed no mercy. The sound of the wooden ruler colliding with the girl's elastic soft flesh echoed in the night space. Perhaps because of the silence of the night, the sound of the spanking was made even louder.

Not sure if it was because of the pain or because of the shyness of being watched from behind by her master, the girl’s face flushed and she gritted her teeth to avoid uttering a single sound.

"The second one is because you made the mistake by acting on your own initiative and then tried to make excuses afterwards without realizing your mistake!"

Pei Yuhan swung the ruler in his hand down again. The "slap" sound of punishment was like a thunderclap. The girl's eyes were filled with tears due to the pain, but she still bent her waist, stood up with her legs straight, and accepted the punishment.

If a man is wrong, he has to stand up straight and be spanked. If a woman is wrong, she naturally has to bend over and be spanked.

Qing Yueqiu would not beg her master to have mercy on her and relax the punishment just because she was a female cultivator.

"The third foot, your fault is that your mind is unstable and you have distracting thoughts!"

pop-

Pei Yuhan did not give Qing Yueqiu time to catch her breath and recover after the last ruler in his hand fell again.

Moreover, the "despicable" swordsman said it was one foot, but in fact, every time the ruler fell, it would hit once, and when it was taken back, it would hit again...

After being punished with a ruler so many times in a row, Qing Yueqiu, who could not use his spiritual energy to defend himself and could only resist with his body, finally couldn't stand still and fell backwards trembling.

Pei Yuhan took the soft jade-like body and looked at the dense beads of sweat on the disciple's swan-like neck with a blush, and he knew that this girl must have suffered.

She was able to endure the pain of this kind of punishment without even a moan, and accepted the punishment without saying a word the entire time. It can be seen that the girl's willpower is indeed strong, much stronger than Ji Xichan who screamed after being hit twice.

Unfortunately... this kind of willpower of endurance is not used in the cultivation of Taoism.

Pei Yuhan has never doubted Yue Qiu's strong execution ability, but he has always been worried about her inner flaws.

Maybe... it's because she relies too much on herself.

Maybe I really became a stumbling block on Yueqiu's growth path...

"Master, Master? Why are you silent? Did Yue Qiu disappoint you again?"

"I can still go on. Please continue to punish me, Master!"

Qing Yueqiu looked at Pei Yuhan without saying a word, thinking that it was because of her sudden weakness that she fell down, causing her master not to be able to punish her to his satisfaction, and she felt disappointed.

She quickly grabbed the handrail of the flying boat, prepared to stand up, and raised her red and painful... to let her master continue to punish her.

"Okay, Yueqiu."

"It's okay now. I know you've realized your mistake."

Pei Yuhan grabbed Qing Yueqiu's hand, signaling her not to force herself to stand up.

After hesitating for a moment, he placed his hand on the buttocks that had just been punished with the ruler, and infused the pure Yang Qi rich in vitality into it to help his disciple recover from his injuries.

"Thank you, Master..."

I felt the warm spiritual energy flowing into my body, and the Master's hand pressing against it, which gave me a sense of security.

Qing Yueqiu's face flushed with shyness, a characteristic of a young girl, and for a moment she even thought that perhaps this punishment was not a bad thing.

If after each punishment, he could get a reward from his master who would comfort him with his hands, then Qing Yueqiu would be punished every morning, noon and night. He felt that if he gritted his teeth, he could do it.

Just as Qing Yueqiu tried her best to suppress her hum and feel the warmth of her master's palm as calmly as possible, Pei Yuhan suddenly spoke:

"Yueqiu, when can you take out your fairy skirt?"

"The people at Xianyu Tower said that if all the materials are ready, it will take fifteen days to make it, which should be in time for the secret realm to open."

"That's good."

Pei Yuhan nodded and said no more.

During his reflection just now, he had already made a decision in his heart, in order to free Yue Qiu from his interference and find her own life.

Pei Yuhan planned to ask her to move out of the Han Palace Sword Mansion.

However, in order not to disturb the disciple's mentality, it is better to tell her about this matter after Qing Yueqiu finishes exploring the secret realm.

Chapter 212: Becoming the Toy of the Merchant Saint

Chen Shishi followed Jiu through the corridor and came to a door with a red lotus relief carving.

"Amitabha~ Fellow Daoist, does the Saint want to see me so late at night? Will it disturb Her Highness's rest?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, just go in. Her Highness the Saint Lady won't be able to sleep tonight because she can't see you."

After Jiu finished speaking, he raised his hand to signal Chen Shishi that she could push the door open and go in.

Chen Shishi narrowed her eyes. She smelled danger from Jiu's words just now and the sense of disharmony she had felt along the way.

Is it possible that Her Highness the Saint is really going to punish me for the trouble I caused in Xuanyuan City?

That woman Shang Miaoyan shouldn't be so blind, right? I'm from the Elder Hall...

Chen Shishi took a deep breath. Now that she was already here, there was no reason to leave.

Whether the one ahead is a dragon's pond or a tiger's den, you will know once you step in and take a look.

Chen Shishi took one last glance at the silent Jiu, then pushed open the lotus door and walked in.

For some unknown reason, there was not a single candle lit inside the door. After Chen Shishi went in, she was in complete darkness.

quack--

The door behind him slammed shut with an unsettling, harsh grinding sound.

"Your Highness, are you practicing any special skills at this time?"

Chen Shishi originally wanted to curse inwardly, "Playing tricks!" But when she thought of the other party's identity, she suppressed her displeasure.

This kind of euphemism should be used to remind the other party to turn on the lights quickly. Who are you trying to scare by making it so dark?

However, there was no sound in the house that responded to her, only dead silence.

Chen Shishi instinctively sensed that she was being plotted against. She slowly stepped back and tried to push open the door, but found that the door had been restricted from the outside and could not be opened at all.

"Damn it, it was that little girl in the mask! She plotted against me!"

Chen Shishi called upon the vast spiritual energy in her sea of ​​consciousness, preparing to use brute force to blast the door open, and then go find the woman who called herself "Jiu" to settle the score.

But when she communicated with her sea of ​​consciousness, she discovered that the spiritual energy in her body was no longer surging like a mighty river as before, but seemed to be blocked by a dam, with only a few trickles flowing out.

"Why is the spiritual energy in my body sealed? No... I am under an illusion now, and someone is trying to harm me outside!"

Chen Shishi suddenly realized, and the darkness before her eyes also began to show mirror-like cracks.

As the cracks spread like a spider web, and finally with a crisp explosion, the light broke through the darkness and came into view again.

A noble beauty wearing a black dress embroidered with enchanting red lotuses sat lazily on the main seat not far away, with her legs crossed.

This woman was none other than Shang Miaoyan, the Holy Maiden of their Yin-Yang Holy Land.

And at this moment, I was tied up in the seductive style of tortoise shell binding with a red silk cloth and hung in the air.

Although Chen Shishi didn't know why Shang Miaoyan treated her like this, she couldn't care less. Now she just wanted to call upon spiritual energy, break the seal, and quickly escape from this place of trouble.

After she gets out, with the protection of the Elders’ Hall, she will slowly collect the debt from Shang Miaoyan!

"Don't move. I'm already annoyed by you. If you move, I'll be even more annoyed~"