Gelan poked Yun Liu’s forehead and laughed so hard her whole body shook, her bouncing breasts a spectacular sight.
“Heh, who needs you to take responsibility? You know the beasts that like this old lady’s taste are in the Illusion Pavilion!”
He still had to be proper. Yun Liu rubbed his nose. He wasn’t surprised by the rejection, but he still had to show remorse.
“Alright, at least for now, the one dual cultivating the Great Dao with Orchid Immortal is me, not someone else.”
“Why are you still putting on airs?”
A hint of surprise flashed across Gelan’s face. Her voluptuous body warmed slightly, both embarrassed and delighted.
“Are you proud of yourself? That tone of not letting anyone else touch me—as if you want to… really, to completely subdue the seductive aunt from your mother’s family and monopolize her forever…”
Usually, when he was in seclusion building the furnace, Yun Liu would store his blood essence in his abdomen to avoid accidentally rushing at Huangmao if a battle suddenly erupted.
Gelan lifted the young man’s head and gently stroked it. The more she looked, the more delighted she became. His pretense of maturity was adorable too—a little one trying hard to prove he had grown up.
This child had inherited all the best traits from Junior Brother Yun and Junior Sister Liu, but hadn’t picked up his father’s talkativeness or his mother’s indecisiveness.
Maybe from the very beginning, the one who had envied Bingling for being able to stick close to Liuer was no other than herself?
Seeing that the silly child had finally grown up and started a family, escaping from two guardians who seemed far from normal no matter how you looked at them, she couldn’t have been happier.
As long as that person wasn’t Bingling, Gelan secretly thought to herself. She couldn’t accept that.
Well, now she was caught in a pair.
Speaking of which, she should thank Bingling. She had been carrying this burden for too long, so long that she had almost forgotten she was a woman.
No wonder her cultivation had made no progress. Since she had been promoted to Head Seat, there were too many constraints on her. Her mindset had actually declined, not matching the freedom and ease of Junior Sister Liu, who traveled the Nine Provinces. Every title had added a shackle to her Dao Heart, binding her with rules and frameworks.
Thinking of this, Gelan smiled slightly and teased,
“Anyway, I feel an indescribable lightness now—no longer need to consider so much. Not being the Head of Clear Mist Peak, what does a madwoman have to fear from a lunatic? Now I’ve thrown myself in. Cultivating with anyone is still cultivation. If it’s you… not bad either.”
Not bad…
Bad…
Bad…
Who could withstand that?
Yun Liu’s heart surged. He sat up abruptly, unable to resist wanting to kiss her, but a finger gently blocked his lips.
Gelan said with a smile,
“You’re not being good. Earlier you were so righteous and stern, saying how we were just cultivation partners and didn’t need to care about anything else.”
It was indeed a bit too much to be kissing Senior Sister Qin’s master under the guise of cultivation, especially without Senior Sister Qin’s knowledge.
“Um, sorry, I couldn’t help it.”
Yun Liu smiled awkwardly and was about to retreat, but was pulled back into her embrace by her arm around his neck, his head pressed against her full chest.
This time there was no suffocating feeling, only a pleasant scent and warm body temperature.
“No need to apologize. Do you think I’m that easy to fool? You just gave me a way out, and I shamelessly took it. I don’t have to stand on a high place as an elder anymore. This is fine too.”
Gelan’s face turned even redder. Knowing it was a trap, she still jumped in. An accomplice, no doubt.
Self-deception, deceiving others.
Yun Liu lay on her chest and could clearly hear her heartbeat quicken, her emotions stirred. The Sacred Fire also surged.
What did that mean!?
“Little fool, how could I not care? Unless I cut off the past completely.”
“Simple, just leave the Sect.”
Yun Liu shrugged.
“I’m familiar with the process.”
Gelan froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. Suddenly, she understood.
From the day he left the Sect, this brat had planned to defy his superiors. He had severed all ties. She had foolishly thought there was some conflict between master and disciple, until she walked right into the trap.
“You’re such a clever little devil. Are you that reluctant to part with me?”
Gelan bit her lower lip. Hearing the young man reveal his feelings was enough for her. She couldn’t hope for more.
“Mm.”
“Easy for you to say. Neither you nor I can go back to the past. I don’t know what the future will be like, but here, I am just Niu Yulan. Do you understand what I mean, Xiao Yun?”
At least on the Divine Tree of Yingzhou, there was nothing to worry about. She could just quietly enjoy this short, beautiful time.
Yun Liu instantly understood. During this time, Gelan was willing to be a pair of casual cultivation partners, but that was all. Her mind was made up to leave.
In the end, it was all a reflection in the mirror, a dream.
Thinking that their time together was short, the young man lowered his head in melancholy, blaming and regretting himself. He shouldn’t have tricked Gelan into coming out.
But Gelan lifted his chin and said softly,
“Don’t make that face. I’ll soften up.”
Yun Liu nodded reluctantly, indicating he respected her decision, and reconsidered his previous words.
“So the question is, is today okay or not?”
Tonight, the Little Master Aunt isn’t home.
“…”
Gelan laughed heartily and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.
“Can’t hold it anymore? After all, you’re young. Got milk to drink.”
“No means no, just like you said. Even if your mouth is so sweet, it’s useless.”
Yun Liu tilted his head, dejected.
“However, seeing how hard you work, I feel sorry for you too. As compensation, Xiao Lan can make an exception and taste the Divine Path Water you’ve refined.”
As everyone knows, even a bull can be milked.
Gelan changed the subject, swept her hair aside, and slowly bent down.
Yun Liu’s throat went dry. He gripped the steering wheel tightly and stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes full of disbelief.
At this moment, silence spoke louder than words.
Orchid Immortal’s little mouth seemed blessed. When they talked about the dowry, it was as if she had foretold this day.
Back then, Yun Liu never imagined that the disrespectful fantasies he had every night during his growth years would one day come true.
Gelan swallowed, lifted her head seductively, her face full of innocence.
So, so lewd!
“Hoo~ Whoa, I’m a cow. Can Mister give me some grass? Oh, praise the Demon Fallen Little Master Aunt. Even though you didn’t have good intentions, you almost…”
Here, there was no former Head of Qingxia Peak of the Sword Sect, no respectable elder from her maiden family, and no wife’s rogue master. There was only the fiery temptress named Niu Yulan.
That night, the Outer City Manor of the Heavenly Cherry Pavilion was bathed in a twilight glow, as thick earth spirit energy slowly accumulated.
If Youyou of the Divine Tree of Yingzhou weren’t so lacking, the Wild Dad happily herding cattle on the prairie would have received a late-night call from the Little Yellow Hair, learning something very terrifying.
Qin Xiang took the junior sisters of Rosy Fragrance Pavilion on a month-long training journey. As per tradition, they visited Penglai Island to learn the Path of Alchemy. Ji Shiyu, who had been promoted to Second-Grade Alchemist, was also among them.
The Medicine Hut tour group was also sailing on a merchant ship, riding the wind and waves, currently adrift at sea, heading toward the Penghu Archipelago.
Since Gelan was not present, the leader responsible for the sect disciples’ safety, Shun Wen, was a stunningly beautiful fairy dressed in white like snow. Who would have thought that a simple alchemy exchange would have moved the Head of Heavenly Phenomena to accompany them?
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