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Yun Liu raised an irritated eyebrow, glaring at the receptionist who was stifling a laugh.
The boisterous Second Mother seemed to be the natural nemesis of Celestial Phenomena Peak, always capable of easily stripping away the cold, aloof masks of both master and disciple.
“Lan Seat, please conduct yourself with dignity. I have already grown up!”
“Hoh, you killed a few Demonic Cultivators and now you’re talking big? Show me your gear and let me see exactly how much you’ve grown. The last time I bathed you was seven or eight years ago; that little cocktail sausage was actually quite cute.”
Gelan cast a teasing glance at Yun Liu’s crotch, curling her pinky finger.
Her reputation as the hooligan leader of the Qingxia Female Academy was well-deserved.
“@#Â¥%.”
It was the first time Lin Shu had seen the Young Master so embarrassed.
Seeing him teased until his face turned red was a great surprise to her.
Yun Liu had had enough of being treated like a child. Whether it was Gelan or Yan Bingling, at least one of them was halfway toward realizing her mistake.
Out of academic research, Cloud Flow harbored a mischievous thought.
Following his usual habit, he scrutinized this heavy luxury car with a professional eye.
It was pure appreciation, born of emotion but restrained by Etiquette.
It had been many years since it left the factory, yet there were no signs of wear on the body; clearly, no one had been lucky enough to drive it onto the road all these years.
The Spirit Boat’s chassis was solid, the four-wheel drive was well-rounded, and those eye-catching headlights inadvertently lit up the lost youth’s path home.
This kind of hidden furnace would ignite instantly upon meeting a spark.
The burst dam would surely overflow into a disaster, swallowing a person whole.
Earth Rank Mid-Grade!
The Triple Bright Sovereign realm offered a whole new perspective.
When it came to appraising a furnace, his eyes were unerring.
Yun Liu shook his head, quickly shaking off the sparks that had jumped into his Sea of Consciousness.
Huangmao saw everyone as if they were a “Ji,” but he looked at everyone as if they were a Dinglu through his demonic eyes.
The Minghuang Cultivation Body allowed one to see all the Dinglu in the world and placed a special emphasis on driving skills, allowing the practitioner to handle things with ease.
However, it also burdened him with a lot of unnecessary and strange knowledge.
For example, the exceptionally talented Xiao Xinran and Ji Shiyu were rare, top-tier delicacies of the world.
Qin Xing and Jing Tan’er were much inferior, and Miss Lin was far behind them, though her character was top-notch.
After serving the tea and snacks, Miss Lin bowed and withdrew, her eyes filled with wonder.
So they were family.
In that case, the cold and elegant Fairy outside must be the mentor who once taught the Mister—the Head of Tianxiang, who was both his master and a mother figure?
As soon as Lin Shu left, Gelan became even more unrestrained.
She hooked her arm around Yun Liu’s neck, pulling him into her embrace with a wicked grin, and reached out to ruffle the youth’s fluffy hair into a Chicken Nest.
“Not bad. You went out for one trip and brought another one back. You’re much more capable than your old man.”
Yun Liu was swept into the tossing waves and ravaged back and forth.
His scalp tingled, and he hurriedly broke free; his Sacred Fire could not withstand such provocation.
Seeing this, Gelan withdrew her hand with regret, feeling a sense of loss at the youth’s distant behavior.
‘It seems the boy really has grown up. He doesn’t even like a “facial” anymore…’
“Who? Miss Lin?”
“Still playing dumb with me? What kind of decent person could be in the Silver Sparrow Terrace? But then again, you are at that age. It’s normal to have physical needs; there’s no need to be shy around your Second Mother.”
Gelan hesitated, then sighed.
Qin Yao had already reported the details of the journey, though she had omitted certain parts.
Cha’er really was something.
What era was this, yet she was still so rigid?
When Gelan had checked her subtly after her return, she was still as chaste as jade.
There hadn’t been a single bit of progress.
Gelan wished she could possess that disappointing girl and handle things for her, if only to save her son from being constantly targeted by the little “sword-sluts” of other peaks.
She couldn’t let her daughter hold a winning hand only to have someone else cut in at the last moment.
If that happened, Qingxia Peak would lose both its face and its son-in-law!
“Huh? It’s not like I was the one who redeemed her. I’m a victim too, okay!”
“Mm-hmm. In that case, Xun Ran is quite generous, even preparing a Concubine for you.”
Gelan’s face was full of disbelief.
Those silly girls were now obedient to the brat’s every word.
She didn’t know what kind of soup he had given them, but they probably wouldn’t even object if they were told to line up to be “fried.”
Yun Liu rolled his eyes, having nothing to say to this hooligan leader.
He went back to studying his encyclopedia of Demonic Art Dinglu.
Gelan turned her head.
After chatting for so long, she realized someone was still standing outside the door, and her irritation flared up again.
“Look who I brought!”
Yun Liu looked up and saw Gelan dragging someone along.
The newcomer was dressed in clothes as white as snow, her expression indifferent.
She was a rare guest—even though they had just seen each other, and it had been a “negative distance” encounter at that.
Yun Liu rubbed his nose.
He had sensed her arrival long ago, but he found it difficult to look Yan Bingling in the eye.
Furthermore, as soon as he saw that beautiful face, he remembered her tear-stained face from the night before and the helpless, heavenly sounds of her total defeat.
His Qi Sea heated up again.
Looking now at his Aunt Master’s dignified and righteous appearance was exceptionally amusing.
She seemed even more flustered than the “unfilial son.”
The moment their eyes met, she lowered her head guiltily, ashamed of her immoral dream.
Her Sword Heart was split into two sides, each with a sense of the other, but the specifics of what had happened were not entirely clear.
Thinking of this, Yun Liu suddenly began to feel expectant, desperately wanting to cure Yan Bingling.
‘When the righteous Master and the Magic Corruption foster mother’s broken Dao Heart merge into one, when reason and emotion intertwine, and the moment her memories are unsealed… the scene will definitely be quite spectacular…’
“How long has it been? You need to stop throwing a tantrum eventually! What “Sword Scripture of Celestial Phenomena”? Cultivating it just makes a person cold as ice. It’s better not to learn it! Everyone has their own ambitions. Liuer is doing quite well even after putting down the sword. It’s not like he let Junior Sister Liu down.”
Gelan pulled a long face.
Her timeline was still stuck at the moment the master and disciple turned against each other during the Five-Phase Trial; she knew nothing of the ambiguity between them.
The three of them looked at each other in silence.
It was unrealistic to expect the iceberg to speak first.
However, during the time someone was away, it was thanks to Second Mother frequently visiting Celestial Phenomena Peak and talking down the Aunt Master whenever she had an “episode” that she hadn’t descended the mountain to cause havoc.
Yun Liu closed his book, took out some souvenirs and a few flower lanterns, and began to smile as he spoke about what he had seen on his journey, slightly easing the awkward atmosphere.
“At least you have a heart. All those years of doting on you weren’t for nothing.”
Gelan huffed twice.
After waiting for a while without hearing a response, she grabbed Yan Bingling’s cheek with a fierce expression.
“Your good son brought you a gift! Say something! Are you a mute!?”
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“Eeii…”
Yan Bingling let out a cute sound from the shock, which amused Gelan.
Yun Liu shifted his sitting position, inwardly screaming.
There was only one thought left in his mind.
He wanted to tear off his Master’s frozen outer shell, look directly at her frantic and obsessed true face, and find a way to take her again.
Yan Bingling covered her mouth and rubbed her cheek.
It was unclear if the faint blush was from the pinching or from embarrassment.
Her eyes, sharp as swords, glared at Gelan before she said coldly, “Liuer… you’re back.”
“Yes.”
Yun Liu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Hearing her words was like hearing nothing at all.
***
Gelan shook her head in collapse.
That was it?
A useless girl who couldn’t even manage a proper sentence after being poked with a stick.
Yan Bingling pursed her lips.
With Gelan’s encouraging gaze, she brewed her thoughts for a long time before squeezing out another sentence.
“It is good that you are back. I have heard about what happened. You did well. Although you are no longer a Divine Radiance Disciple, it is our duty as cultivators to uphold the righteous path.”
“Be more precise. The paperwork hasn’t gone through yet, so he is still the Chief of Celestial Phenomena Peak. Since there’s no word from Ah Lian, we can only trouble Liuer to make another trip. After all, your peak can’t be missing from the Yanding Sword Contest.”