Fairy, don't go! I have a mod.

The jade slip was raised halfway into the air and then stopped.

Her gaze lingered on the jade slip for a moment.

This technique is indeed quite good; it follows the path of yin and yang complementarity in a very upright and proper way...

Several passages about the convergence of spiritual energy even subtly resonated with her, a Nascent Soul cultivator...

If I were to cultivate with this kid...

She put the jade slip back into her sleeve.

It would be a shame to break it.

Li Xizhao sighed heavily, sat back in his chair, propped his forehead with one hand, and let his wide sleeve slip down to reveal a section of his snow-white wrist.

She has lived for nearly a thousand years, slaying countless demons and monsters, and ascended to the Divine Transformation Realm through sheer power. In the entire Eight Desolations World, who would not respectfully address her as Sect Master Li?

She had never been afraid of anything in her life, but on this matter, she dared not utter a single word.

How could she fall in love with her own disciple?

If word got out... that Li Xizhao, a Nascent Soul stage expert, had fallen for the disciple he had personally raised...

Those people won't say she's truly in love; they'll just say she's indecent, that she's violated moral principles, that she's a libertine...

Although the Immortal Shadow Sect is not considered a righteous sect, it still values ​​its reputation!

Her lifelong reputation was ruined by this incident.

So she endured it...

She tolerated Tang Ruoyin's actions that time, and she tolerated Lin Yanluo's actions that time as well...

It's not that I'm not angry, it's that I have no grounds to be angry.

Who is she? A master? A master has no right to interfere in his disciple's bedroom affairs?

If she gets angry, it will only make it seem like she has something to hide.

But today she really couldn't hold back anymore.

He managed to get involved with a female cultivator outside while just going out. Should he bring her back to the sect next time?

If this continues...

"How could I..."

Li Xizhao muttered to himself, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.

"How could I have fallen for someone like you?"

She looked up and glanced at Mu Tianmiao, who was hanging from the ceiling.

The boy was hanging upside down, his face turning red, but he was still secretly glancing at her expression. He looked both pitiful and irritating.

But this very person, somehow, just swaggered into her heart without her even realizing it...

Chapter Seven: The Master's Secret

Li Xizhao eventually let him go.

The spiritual energy rope loosened, and Mu Tianmiao fell from the ceiling, flipping over in mid-air.

He barely managed to put his feet on the ground, and the moment he landed, the injury on his buttocks made him grimace and gasp.

"From now on, you are not allowed to step out of the sect's territory without my permission."

Li Xizhao sat back down in his chair, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"No problem, Master, absolutely no problem!"

Mu Tianmiao covered his buttocks and readily agreed.

He took out a Great Rejuvenation Pill from his Qiankun Bag and put it in his mouth. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a warm sensation spread along his meridians to the injured area, quickly relieving most of the pain.

He stretched his waist and legs, felt much better, and then his usual smile returned to his face.

Mu Tianmiao grinned and walked around behind Li Xizhao, placing her hands on her shoulders and gently kneading them.

His technique was very skillful; his thumb pressed along the acupoints on his shoulders and neck, applying just the right amount of pressure.

After rubbing for a short while, Mu Tianmiao's hands started to wander.

His fingertips slowly slid down from his shoulder, inch by inch, past his collarbone, past his back, and were about to circle around from behind to the front, about to grasp his master's enormous assets that made his flowing fairy dress look full and ample...

Li Xizhao picked up the teacup and gently tapped the porcelain wall with his knuckles.

"despair."

A very soft sound.

Mu Tianmiao's hand bounced back as if it had been burned, and she obediently put it back on her shoulder to continue kneading, her expression showing a hint of frustration.

But more than anything, there was a sense of nonchalant acceptance. This was clearly not the first time something like this had happened.

Li Xizhao took a sip of tea, his expression unchanged, still maintaining the aloof and indifferent demeanor of a sect leader.

However, a small patch of skin on her neck betrayed her, as a very light blush slowly seeped from her earlobe to the edge of her collar.

She actually quite liked it.

She would never say those words out loud...

Li Xizhao, holding his teacup, suddenly said, "Want to touch?"

Mu Tianmiao paused, then nodded vigorously, her tone as sincere as could be: "Of course I want to. Master is so beautiful, no man could resist."

Li Xizhao snorted coldly, put down his teacup, and his tone returned to its usual coldness: "I said, we'll talk about this when you reach the Nascent Soul stage."

She paused, her voice unconsciously softening.

Seeing that his master's anger had subsided, Mu Tianmiao became bolder again.

His hands, which were massaging her shoulders, didn't stop, but his lips slowly moved closer, gently pecking at Li Xizhao's earlobe.

Warm breaths brushed against her earlobe, one after another, slowly and deliberately, as if savoring some precious spiritual fruit.

Li Xizhao tensed up.

She didn't open her eyes, didn't scold, and didn't pick up the teacup used for tapping.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment, she slowly closed her eyes.

The bedchamber was extremely quiet, with only the sound of their breathing mingling.

Her back remained straight, maintaining the proper sitting posture befitting a sect leader.

But his shoulder unconsciously leaned back slightly, resting in his disciple's palm.

She neither said yes nor no.

She simply closed her eyes, letting her disciple's kisses slowly move from her earlobe to her earlobe, and then from her earlobe to the side of her neck.

That small patch of crimson spread from her neck all the way down to the depths of her collar, becoming even more intense than before.

After a long while, Mu Tianmiao's lips were slowly moving along the side of his master's neck when suddenly a clear notification sound rang in his mind.

A semi-transparent light screen unfolded before him, on which a line of text was clearly written:

[Adventure Quest Triggered: Kiss Li Xizhao's lips for three seconds.]

Mu Tianmiao froze.

As he looked at those words, he cursed the system eight hundred times in his mind!

This isn't the way to court death. In all these years with his master, the most he'd ever dared to do was touch an earlobe, pat a shoulder, or occasionally, daring to kiss a neck!

He was beaten more than once.

A kiss? Three seconds? He must have a death wish...

His gaze moved down and landed on the task rewards section.

[Reward: Master's little secret.]

Mu Tianmiao stared at the line of text and swallowed hard.

Give it a shot, take a gamble, and you might just turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

His palms were slightly sweaty. He took a deep breath and slowly applied force with his hands on his master's shoulders, gently turning her and the chair around a little.

Li Xizhao had her eyes closed, her expression serene, seemingly still immersed in the tenderness of the moment, and unguarded against his actions.

Mu Tianmiao's lips lingered on her master's neck, kissing and sucking him repeatedly.

Occasionally, it would emit soft, gentle popping sounds, which could be heard exceptionally clearly in the quiet bedroom.

Li Xizhao had her eyes closed, her red lips slightly parted, and her breath was fragrant; she was clearly quite satisfied with his service.

Her shoulders relaxed completely, and her head tilted slightly to one side, giving her disciple's lips and tongue more space.

At this moment, she didn't seem like a Nascent Soul stage expert, but rather like a noblewoman being comforted by her lover.

Mu Tianmiao's movements slowly changed direction.

His lips moved slowly upwards from the side of his neck, gliding over his jaw and cheek, getting closer and closer to that target.

Then he covered it up.

Li Xizhao's eyes widened suddenly.

She instinctively clenched her fist and slammed her knuckles hard on the low table!

A muffled thud echoed in the bedroom.

She wanted to use this signal to make the kid back down and stop!

But Mu Tianmiao was desperate. Since they'd already kissed, and it was all the same anyway, she might as well make the most of it!

Instead of backing away, he loosened his jaw and pushed his tongue directly inside!

Li Xizhao's mind went completely blank!

Her brain, which had lived for nearly a thousand years and was the brain of a powerful being in the Nascent Soul stage, completely shut down at this moment!

Until Li Xizhao bit his tongue hard.

Mu Tianmiao winced in pain, jerked back, and stumbled several steps backward, covering her mouth.

When I looked up again, the atmosphere in the bedchamber had completely changed.

Li Xizhao sat in the chair, his aura as cold as ancient ice.

A trace of moisture remained on her lips, but her eyes no longer held any trace of the dazedness and enjoyment they had just displayed.

Instead, there was a chilling aura unique to powerful cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, a chill that sent shivers down one's spine.

Mu Tianmiao knew he was finished.

One hour later...

Mu Tianmiao lay prostrate on the floor of the bedchamber, trembling all over, her back and buttocks covered in crisscrossing whip marks...

Li Xizhao put the soft whip back into his sleeve, picked up the cup of tea that had long since gone cold, and took a sip.

"Get out!"

Mu Tianmiao felt as if she had been granted a pardon and scrambled out of the bedchamber...

He stuffed the Great Rejuvenating Pill into his mouth while running away at full speed.

He could still faintly sense the lingering spiritual pressure emanating from his master's sleeping quarters behind him, so he didn't even dare to turn his head.

He made sure his master wouldn't cause any more trouble before he leaned on the bamboo and gasped for breath.

The medicine dissolved in his body, and the pain from the whip marks gradually subsided.

He leaned against the bamboo, growing angrier the more he thought about it, and cursed the system in his mind.

"That lousy mission of yours almost killed me! If that secret reward is meaningless, I'll curse you to death, you damn system!"

He angrily opened the system interface and clicked hard on the taskbar to claim the reward.

A flash of light.

[Master's Little Secret: Li Xizhao once secretly took your old clothes and cut them into a veil. Now she often wears that veil, and it still smells like you~]