Su Xiaohei felt that his “foster mother” was a very strange, very strange person.
She was clearly a beautiful celestial elder sister, so he should have called her “mother,” yet she insisted on being called “daddy.”
By the sect’s rules, he should have addressed her as “Master,” but she stubbornly made him call her “Shifu” (Master).
She looked gentle beyond measure, but her temper was incredibly odd—she liked to whip him with a peachwood whip at the slightest provocation. Made a mistake? Whipped. Didn’t do something right? Whipped. Tried to act spoiled? Whipped. Talked back? Whipped. Asked for help? Whipped. Couldn’t think independently? Whipped…
In short, from childhood until now, Su Xiaohei felt he had been whipped more times than he had taken fasting pills.
Back to the present moment, Su Xiaohei had just stepped into the small wooden hut when a white figure flashed by.
Suddenly, his body went limp and he fell uncontrollably.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a beauty forcefully push him down and straddle him.
She wore a plain robe, her black hair like a waterfall, cheeks flushed with an enchanting pink.
Her hands roughly tore at his clothes.
If it wasn’t his strange-tempered cheap “Daddy” and “Master,” then who else could it be?
Uh… wait.
His Master/Daddy was straddling him? And taking off his clothes??
The young Su Xiaohei’s mind instantly crashed.
Just as he was reacting, Su Bai had already pulled open his robe, bent down suddenly, and forcibly pinned him.
In that instant, a warm sucking sensation spread across his neck, like a cat licking softly.
The tingling feeling spread through his whole body like electric currents.
Warm, soft, with a faint scent of peach blossoms.
Is this what the lips described in the stories felt like?
But wasn’t this something only between Dao companions or married couples?
His small head was filled with big question marks.
“Daddy, Master…”
After a moment, Su Xiaohei tried to struggle, but a pair of scorching jade-like hands covered his mouth.
Her voice was soft as if boneless: “Don’t move~ Let me suck your blood Just a little~ It’s unbearable”
“Damn that Zhou Xuan, he’s gone~ but the tricks he left behind still torment me~ Curse your ancestors for eighteen generations~~”
Su Bai’s lips pressed tightly against Su Xiaohei’s neck, as if wanting to vent all the frustration in her heart and the desire in her body through this kiss.
Her teeth lightly bit down, breaking the skin, carrying a hint of punishment.
Su Xiaohei raised his eyes to look at Su Bai.
Her face so close was like a delicate peach blossom blooming in the dark night.
Layers of red flushed his jade-like neck; his cheeks burned like fire.
His eyes seemed shrouded in a hazy mist.
His lips, wet and luscious from the previous action, parted slightly with tempting breaths.
Su Xiaohei only felt his throat dry and tight, his heart pounding like a drum.
At this moment, Master looked so beautiful, so much he wanted to hug her… No, no, no, such thoughts shouldn’t even be entertained.
【It’s unclear how long passed, but after drinking enough fresh blood, your mind gradually returned to clarity.】
【The first thing you did after regaining reason was to pick up the peachwood whip and fiercely punish the pale-faced, hesitant young boy beneath you with a session of “love education.”】
【In this lifetime, you must uphold the principle that filial children are made under the stick!】
【Damn it! If you end up raising another little bastard, you might as well tattoo something on yourself—then no need for simulation, just lie in bed all day meowing.】
“Speak. When did you come in?”
After the “love education,” Su Bai sat gallantly in the chair.
The peachwood whip in his hand gleamed coldly as his icy gaze scrutinized the pitiful little boy before him.
“Just a joss stick’s time ago, mother… daddy, are you alright?” Su Xiaohei lowered his head, twisting the hem of his clothes, then looked up at the imposing beauty in the main seat, his expression half concerned, half strange.
At this moment, Su Bai also noticed Su Xiaohei’s “miserable state”—his messy hair, forcibly torn robe, the conspicuous bite marks on his neck, and the complicated, indescribable look in his eyes.
“Kneel down.” Su Bai pointed to the spot beside him with the peachwood whip, his tone imperious.
The little Su Xiaohei hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked over and obediently squatted down.
Three crisp whip cracks echoed through the small wooden hut.
Su Bai wielded the whip mercilessly, each strike accompanied by the ripping sound of cloth tearing.
“Do you understand what you did wrong?” Su Bai’s voice was cold, without a hint of emotion.
The little boy hung his head low, tears dropping one after another.
“Daddy, this time Xiaohei really doesn’t know what he did wrong.”
“Hmph! Dare to talk back!”
Whack!
Whack!
Whack!
“Wuwuwu~~ Daddy, please don’t hit anymore, Xiaohei really doesn’t know where he went wrong.” The little boy cried and begged.
He really didn’t know what had angered Master.
He was the one who suffered the most—being bitten for blood and whipped for punishment.
“Hmph! Today, I’ll teach you another truth—the bigger the fist, the biggest the truth.”
“When I say you’re wrong, you are wrong!”
After the “love education,” Su Bai flicked his robe and dropped a pill into Su Xiaohei’s mouth.
Then, Su Bai tossed him out of the hut and back to the cave dwelling.
Later, staring at the faint “Xuan” character appearing on his lower abdomen, the beauty almost bit down on his teeth.
A little bastard!
The man is dead, but his tricks still torment me!!
This time, I must thoroughly learn from last life’s lessons, enforce filial piety with the stick! Strike hard! Raise a good disciple! A great son!! A beloved pet!!!
【In the days that followed, you studied how to remove the “Xuan” character while establishing correct values in your foster son, disciple, and little pet, along with education by the stick.】
【When the “Xuan” character flared up and you could no longer endure, you would grab the little pet, take a few sips of blood, and then give him a beating afterward.】
【The little pet was extremely afraid and terrified of your contradictory behavior, but you didn’t care—just a little pet, how could it possibly overturn your palms?】
【Later, whenever the “Xuan” character was about to flare, you would toss a peach into the other’s cave dwelling.
Then that very night, the little pet would come to your room voluntarily to feed you blood.】
【Every time this happened, you couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of a secret rendezvous.】
【Ahem, setting aside the seductive, ravenous allure when sucking blood, during daily cultivation you maintained a cold, pure demeanor, and Su Xiaohei was an obedient disciple.】
【After simulating for forty years, Su Xiaohei descended the mountain.
But whenever your bloodlust flared, he would send fresh blood to you through Dao Tian.
That same year, you also secretly descended the mountain, wielding the Di Emperor Cauldron, and stewed your cheap junior disciple into a pot, washing your cultivation back to Foundation Establishment perfection.】
【In the forty-first year of simulation, you refined a blood body and joined the Sect Leader faction.
Your true body held the Human Emperor Banner, collecting souls and framing the Nine Nether Cult.
Everything went smoothly until you attacked Li An and encountered a very strange Golden Core cultivator who called himself Bai Zhu.】
【He escaped; you couldn’t capture him, but you kept Li An.】
【Afterward, you found the little pet.
Heavens have eyes—checking that he wasn’t possessed, you let him explode his coin stash wildly, then gave him a harsh lesson in filial piety by the stick.】
【You didn’t feel anything wrong about it.
Since spoiling education only bred bastards, naturally you had to try strict father wolfish education.
For you, after all, this was just another simulation game.】
【Oh, and in this life, you also completed the regrets left unfinished in the last life.
You dispersed your cultivation by “Taishang Yuanshi Scripture,” relied on a rich family background, and rebuilt your Golden Core—Five Elements Golden Core!】