Fairy, please don't do this!

As for Luo Yirao as a threat, she is no match for her with her current strength, and can only try her best to prevent her from getting close to Gu Jinzhao.

It's not too late to solve this when we've reached a higher level of understanding.

Mu Yiren didn't dwell on the matter any longer and directly pointed the finger at Luo Yirao: "Although you, Lord Luo, are friends with Jinzhao, you still need to keep some distance."

"To avoid this getting out and affecting Lord Luo's reputation."

These words, seemingly directed at Gu Jinzhao, were actually a veiled criticism of Luo Yirao for being shameless and seducing other women's men.

'Finally, we've formed a united front! It really wasn't easy!'

Gu Jinzhao breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

As long as the two players share a common hatred for the enemy in their second playthrough, the internal conflict will naturally shift, and the risk of the Peach Blossom Tribulation being triggered will be reduced.

As for Luo Yirao!

With her cultivation level and ruthless nature, she is a perfect match for the two women.

Luo Yirao snorted coldly: "I know what I'm doing, no need for Mu Daozi to remind me!"

"As for you, you need to be more careful in your actions."

"Let's not fight to the death again, so that we don't get hurt again today..."

Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren's expressions suddenly turned cold, and they said in unison, "What's it to you?"

Luo Yirao withdrew her two black silk-clad feet and put her embroidered shoes back on: "What does it matter to you whether I am close to Jinzhao or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze, and a chilling aura began to spread.

Gu Jinzhao remained calm, silently thinking, 'They should be here soon, right?'

Thump—thump—

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Then came a soft and melodious voice: "Chao'er, it's time to administer the acupuncture!"

Gu Jinzhao quickly got up and opened the door. When he saw the stunning woman in a deep blue dress in front of him, he couldn't help but smile: "I had forgotten that Aunt Ruo was coming!"

Si Ruoyu was someone he had invited over on his own initiative.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to control the current situation.

Of course, it shouldn't be too early or too late.

If it's too early, it won't be possible to unite Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren against a common enemy and shift the internal conflict elsewhere.

If it gets too late, a fight might break out and get out of control!

"Your injuries are not fully healed yet. You will need acupuncture sooner or later. Don't forget."

Si Ruoyu scolded him playfully, then took light steps and slowly entered the room.

"Since you are going to administer acupuncture, then I will not disturb you any longer."

Luo Yirao glanced coldly at Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren before getting up and leaving.

For the sake of the Heavenly Mother Cult's grand plan, she decided to temporarily set aside her grudges against these two arrogant women.

Once this little rascal is subdued, he will be made to kill the two women with his own hands.

They'll surely die with their eyes wide open in disbelief!

"Thank you for giving my senior brother (Jinzhao) acupuncture. We're going back to our rooms now!"

Lin Qingci and Mu Yiren exchanged a glance, then got up and left.

The reason they rushed back from the snowy mountain was to stop Luo Yirao, that flirtatious and shameless woman, from stealing their home, wasn't it?

Now that Luo Yirao has left, there's no need for her to stay in Gu Jinzhao's room and keep an eye on things anymore.

squeak-

The door closed!

The somber atmosphere vanished instantly.

Gu Jinzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily Aunt Ruo was here, otherwise they would have definitely started fighting!"

Si Ruoyu slowly walked to the bedside and sat down, pursing her lips and smiling lightly, "Who told you to provoke so many women?"

Gu Jinchao followed her and sat down next to her: "Aunt Ruo knows perfectly well that this is all due to her peach blossom fate. Even if I do nothing, they will still gather around me."

Si Ruoyu took out a sachet from her sleeve and, as before, used her spiritual power to guide the silver needles to heal his wounds, while saying, "Qingci and Yiren are doing well."

"However, Luo Yirao is from the Heavenly Mother Sect, so Chao'er needs to be cautious in dealing with her!"

Gu Jinzhao had told her about this before.

He told Luo Yirao that he was the Grand Master of the Heavenly Mother Sect and that he deliberately approached her in order to use the "Heavenly Mother Sacred Heart Manual" to enslave her.

"Don't worry, Aunt Ruo!"

"I have my own way of dealing with this..."

Reflected in her eyes was that beautiful and gentle face, and smelling the delicate fragrance like orchids, Gu Jinzhao felt a sense of peace in her heart.

With Aunt Ruo by his side, he could always forget all his troubles.

Chapter 469, Tantai Xuanji: "My disciple must work hard to win over her master~" (3K)

Inside the bath, steam rises like a light veil.

Through the hazy mist, one could see a stunningly beautiful woman, seemingly mature, bathing by the pool.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with a few strands falling along her cheeks, outlining her exquisitely beautiful face with a hint of rosy blush.

Beneath her slender, snowy neck, her full, snowy peaks were immersed in the pool water, resembling two snow-white full moons reflected in it.

Above the bath, a curtain of light, like water, floated.

The image reflected inside was none other than the scene in Gu Jinzhao's room.

At that moment, Luo Yirao, Lin Qingci, and Mu Yiren had just left, and Si Ruoyu was giving him acupuncture treatment.

"You really handle it with ease!"

"He was dealing with his junior sister Qingmei on the surface, but behind the scenes he was entangled in an ambiguous relationship with Luo Yirao."

"Speaking of which, this little guy not only likes women's legs, but also those thin, gossamer-thin silk stockings."

"We could ask the Empress Dowager for some, and say it was a gift from her..."

Tantai Xuanji looked up at the light screen, a faint smile playing on her beautiful lips.

He thought of the scene where Gu Jinzhao ignited the True Yang Fire to suppress his mad desires.

Tantai Xuanji lowered her head slightly, raised her delicate hand, and crimson flames surged in her palm as she slowly cupped a full moon in her hands.

My skin only felt slightly hot, but otherwise I didn't feel anything unusual.

"It's definitely different when I'm with the little one!"

"Whether it's being held in his arms and kissed, or when his true yang fire burns away one's mad desires, it's impossible not to be moved."

"No wonder the Empress Dowager gradually declined..."

As her thoughts wandered, Tantai Xuanji slowly rose from the bath, revealing a mature and voluptuous, alluring body.

Tick-tick-tick-

The glistening water droplets let the warm water flow over her fragrant shoulders, down her delicate collarbone, over her full, high breasts, and finally dripped onto the ground.

With the steaming effect of spiritual energy, the moisture on his body evaporated instantly.

She took a clean nightgown from behind the screen, wrapped it around herself, and then left the warm pavilion barefoot, going into the study.

There are ten clay figures on the desk!

Nine women and one man!

Tantai Xuanji sat down, her gaze falling on the clay figure that looked exactly like her and was wrapped in a moon-white long dress.

She raised her hand, picked up the red thread from its body, gently looped it around the male clay figure, and then tied a knot.

"I'm actually looking forward to the trip to the Nanzhao Kingdom."

"My disciple, you'd better work hard to win over your master!"

A tender and loving affection filled Tantai Xuanji's beautiful eyes as she gently pinched the male clay figure's cheek with her slender hand.

……

As the sun rises, its golden rays pierce through the clouds.

Amidst the clouds, mist, mountains, and seas, hundreds of young disciples have gathered at the Luo family's martial arts training ground.

The oldest was no more than thirty, and they were full of youthful vigor.

The youngest is only ten years old, still very young.

The crowd was divided into groups by age, and the atmosphere was solemn yet subtly excited.

Luo Changtian, the head of the Luo family, stood on the high platform.

He had a handsome face and wore a long black robe. His eyes swept over the many family disciples below the stage with lightning speed. He said in a loud voice: "Disciples of the Luo family should establish themselves through martial arts and cultivate themselves through virtue."

"Today's competition is not for the purpose of fighting and being fierce, but for the purpose of tempering our will and seeing ourselves clearly."

"I hope you will give it your all, but stop when you've reached your limit, so as not to betray the Luo family's century-old martial arts tradition!"

"We will remember our father's teachings!"

Everyone bowed in unison, their voices echoing throughout the square.

Luo Changtian smiled and nodded, then turned to the four elders beside him and said, "Let's begin."

Four gray-robed elders stepped forward, carrying wooden trays with a celadon bamboo tube filled with wooden sticks: "Come forward in order and draw lots to determine the order!"

The disciples stepped forward in turn and reached into the tube.

In the group of ten to fourteen-year-olds, a petite and delicate figure silently stepped forward.

Luo Ling'er reached into the divination tube and pulled out a wooden stick. Turning it over, she saw that the number "nine" was engraved on it.

Number nine represents the ninth player to take the stage.

At that moment, a girl dressed in a pale yellow brocade dress caught sight of the wooden stick in her hand, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Luo Chou Chou, if you know what's good for you, admit defeat now, or I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Luo Chou Chou!

That's the nickname they use for Luo Ling'er.

The reason for calling it that is naturally because of the unsightly birthmark on the other person's cheek.

In the past, when he heard such mockery, the other party would always pretend not to hear it, lower his head, hug the iron sword in his arms, and leave as if fleeing.

This time, however, Luo Ling'er slowly raised her head, glanced at the other person expressionlessly, and then turned and left.

His gaze was calm and still, yet as cold as a frozen pool, inexplicably sending a chill down Luo Yu's spine, causing her to subconsciously take a step back.

"you……"

Immediately, she realized she had been frightened by this ugly girl, and instantly became furious and embarrassed. She took a step to chase after her, shouting, "Stop! Did I say you could leave?!"

"Silence!" the gray-robed elder shouted in a low voice. "The drawing of lots is complete. Prepare yourselves. No private fights are allowed!"

Luo Yu froze, glaring fiercely at Luo Ling'er's retreating figure, and gritted her teeth, whispering, "When we go on stage later, I'll make you pay!"

Luo Ling'er, however, had already walked to the edge of the crowd and found a quiet corner to sit down.

My master said that to become an Ice Fairy, one must not only maintain a cool and aloof demeanor, but also possess an icy heart that remains unmoved even if the sky falls.

Therefore, even though Luo Yu had bullied her before, she didn't seem to care too much.

It wasn't intentional; it was simply that he didn't take it to heart.

Because she was already an eighth-grade cultivator!

There is absolutely no pressure when dealing with people of the same age.

In addition, during this period, her master took her out to train and fight against monsters almost every day, which had already cultivated her instinct to think calmly.