Chapter 148: Master Wants to Watch Too, Waaaaah!
Three days later, Mount Yu.
Night. Mist Yu flowers swayed gently in the breeze.
By a mountain stream, Yu Xiang stood on a large rock, dressed in a black, form-fitting dress.
Her lips were painted a dark crimson, her eyes accented with a subtle, alluring green, her fingers long and slender.
From afar, she resembled a bewitching black tulip.
After a long moment, she opened her eyes, a black light flickering at her fingertips. A dark sword shadow sliced through the waterfall before her.
Mist Yu petals danced in the air along with her hair, the waterfall split in two, the water refusing to reunite.
“…My Supreme Clarity realm cultivation is stable now.” Yu Xiang murmured to herself.
Since Master had given her the second volume of the “Quenching Nether Mantra,” she had been immersed in cultivation.
And the “Quenching Nether Mantra,” a top-tier demonic art, had lived up to its reputation. Within just a few months, Yu Xiang’s cultivation had soared, allowing her to break through to the Supreme Clarity Realm.
“But this ‘Quenching Nether Mantra’ is too ruthless and domineering.” She frowned. “Every time I cultivate, I feel a coldness creeping into my heart.”
“If I become ugly, will Senior Brother still like me when he returns…?”
Speaking of Senior Brother…
Chen Yin had been gone for quite a while.
For months, Yu Xiang had thought of him every night, longing for his return.
“…Stinky Senior Brother.” She pouted, her eyebrows furrowing in a way that made her look like a villainous sorceress from a drama, thanks to the influence of the “Quenching Nether Mantra.”
“When he gets back, I’m going to tie him up and never let him leave.”
“…Then I’ll leave.”
Yu Xiang’s body stiffened, her eyes widening in shock.
She slowly turned around, and under the moonlight, a slender man in white stood there, looking at her with a playful, innocent smile.
“You’re so scary, you know. I think I’ll just run away—”
Before he could finish his sentence, she threw herself into his arms.
Xiang’er cupped his face in her hands and kissed him fiercely, her embrace so tight and passionate that Chen Yin could barely breathe.
He tasted blood on his lips as her soft breaths tickled his ear.
“…Don’t you dare.”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Chen Yin chuckled, his arms around her waist.
“My Xiang’er is waiting for me. How could I not come home?”
Xiang’er buried her face in his chest, her hands gripping his robe tightly.
“Done gallivanting outside? Finally decided to come home?”
“Ahem. It wasn’t like that.” Chen Yin coughed lightly and said seriously, “I was busy with important matters.”
“You’re lying.”
Yu Xiang suddenly looked up, her eyes red-rimmed.
“You know I have a good sense of smell.”
“I can smell at least three different women on you. Not including Shen Shuanglian.”
…Seriously? Chen Yin was dumbfounded.
He had spent three days traveling back, without encountering a single soul, and she could still smell other women on him?
Was the scent really that strong? He sniffed himself suspiciously.
“Ahem… It really was important business.”
Chen Yin said coaxingly, “I came back to see you as soon as I had the chance.”
“Are you leaving again?” Xiang’er’s eyes were filled with a mixture of resentment and sadness, her eyes growing even redder.
Chen Yin quickly corrected himself. “No, no, I won’t be leaving anytime soon.”
“I’ll stay home and spend some time with Xiang’er.”
“…Stinky Senior Brother, I don’t believe a word you say anymore.”
She snorted and turned away, her black dress swirling gracefully in the moonlight.
Chen Yin, now an expert in coaxing women, wrapped his arms around her slender waist and whispered in her ear:
“Did you miss me?”
“Of course not. Why would I miss a philandering scoundrel like you?” Xiang’er retorted, turning her head away playfully.
“Not even a little?”
“…Maybe a tiny bit. But just a tiny bit.”
She lowered her long eyelashes, her lips pouting slightly. “I just thought about your face sometimes. I didn’t really miss you.”
She would just stare out the window, lost in thought.
Stare at the teapot.
Stare at the kitchen.
Feeling like something was missing.
“Don’t come back! I don’t want to be so upset!” She said fiercely. “I’m not anyone special to you anyway. You don’t have to come back and see me.”
Chen Yin suddenly released her. “Then I’ll leave.”
His action was so sudden and decisive, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Xiang’er’s heart ached.
“I-I was just kidding.”
She grabbed his hand, her eyes watery. “Don’t go, okay?”
“I-I won’t make you angry anymore…”
“I was also kidding. Why would I be angry?” Chen Yin chuckled and flicked her forehead lightly. “Just tell me if you missed me. I’ll always be here for you.”
Xiang’er lowered her head, her voice filled with a quiet sadness. “I would believe you… I was really afraid you would abandon me…”
Chen Yin took her hand and placed a small, hard object in her palm.
“What’s this?”
“Open it and see.”
Xiang’er opened the box. Inside was a small, delicate ring, sparkling in the moonlight.
Before she could ask, Chen Yin gently took her hand and slipped the ring onto her finger.
“It’s called a diamond ring.”
Chen Yin said softly, “In my world, this is used for proposals.”
Xiang’er’s eyes widened slowly as she realized what he meant.
“Senior Brother…”
“I don’t like you calling me Senior Brother anymore.”
Chen Yin thought for a moment, then corrected himself, “I used to like it. Not anymore.”
“So I don’t want you to call me that anymore.”
Xiang’er’s eyes shimmered with tears, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.
“Hus…” she whispered, her voice barely audible, as if she was too shy to speak.
Chen Yin looked into her eyes. “You don’t want to call me that?”
She bit her lip, then finally said softly,
“Husband…”
“My wife is such a good girl.” Chen Yin nodded with satisfaction.
Hearing him call her “wife,” Xiang’er’s heart skipped a beat. She tugged at his sleeve.
“S-say it again.”
“Wife.” Chen Yin said seriously.
Xiang’er’s eyes were red-rimmed, but she couldn’t help but smile, her nose tingling.
“Stinky Senior Brother. That’s so cheesy.”
“Don’t you like it?”
“…I do.” She smiled sweetly, burying her face in his chest.
“Say it again.”
“Wife.”
“One more time.”
No matter how many times she asked, Chen Yin repeated it patiently.
Yu Xiang leaned against him for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head. “Do I… look ugly like this?”
Chen Yin noticed her hand retreating behind her back.
“It’s just makeup. You’re still my Xiang’er.”
He chuckled and flicked her nose gently. “Besides, you look quite alluring like this.”
“Like a villainous sorceress who’s completely under my control.”
“Xiang’er is not a villainous sorceress!” She playfully bit his shoulder.
“So you admit you’re completely under my control?”
Yu Xiang blushed but didn’t protest or deny it.
Chen Yin gently kissed her neck, then her collarbone.
Her breathing quickened.
“Senior Brother…”
Although she was struggling slightly, her soft moans were like a kitten’s purr, making him want to tease her even more.
He lifted her into his arms.
“You’ve been working hard on your cultivation lately.”
“…This is your reward.” He whispered in her ear.
Under the cool night sky, they flew back to their little wooden hut at the foot of the mountain.
Chen Yin placed her on the bed and blew out the candle. In the darkness, Xiang’er’s eyes shimmered like fireflies.
“Senior Brother, I’m… a little scared…” she whispered.
Chen Yin could see how nervous she was.
He gently patted her back, soothing her.
Her skin was so soft and smooth, her body trembling slightly at his touch.
“It’s alright, Xiang’er.”
Chen Yin whispered in her ear, “Give me a minute.”
“Let me get rid of that old pervert who’s been peeking.”
Yu Xiang looked up, just as Chen Yin vanished from the room like a wisp of smoke.
A moment later, a shrill, childish scream came from outside.
“Waaaaah! Help! My disciple is trying to kill me!”
Yu Xiang sighed helplessly.
…Seriously, Master.
Outside, Chen Yin dragged Yu Ling by the collar of her robe, ignoring her struggles and protests.
“Let go of me! You brat! You’re trying to hog Xiang’er all to yourself! Let me see! I want to watch too!”
Chen Yin dragged her to the pond and, without hesitation, kicked her in.
Yu Ling’s small body tumbled through the air, then floated above the water, glaring at him resentfully.
“What are you looking at?”
Chen Yin glared back at her. “Be careful, or you’ll get a sty!”
“I’ll look, I’ll look, I’ll look! I want to see Xiang’er’s beautiful body! Why can’t I watch?” Yu Ling said defiantly, her hands on her hips.
“If you want to build your harem, go find your own women. Don’t touch my Xiang’er.”
“No! I want Xiang’er! I don’t want anyone else!”
With a flash of light, the Eternal Light sword appeared, sending Yu Ling scrambling behind a tree.
“Hey! You brat, you’re actually going to attack me?! What if you hurt me?!”
“Don’t worry.” Chen Yin’s expression was menacing. “I know exactly how resilient your ‘Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra’ is.”
“If you dare take another step towards the house tonight, don’t blame me for being disrespectful.”
“Y-you’re bullying me!” Yu Ling’s eyes filled with tears. “Shouldn’t you share good things with your Master?”
“If you want to join us, I don’t mind having another warm body in bed tonight.”
Yu Ling: “? Die, lolicon.”
“Then don’t disturb me.”
Chen Yin waved his hand dismissively. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”
He returned to the hut, leaving Yu Ling by the pond, sobbing and biting her handkerchief.
“You unfilial disciple! Master wants to watch too, waaaaaah…”
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