Yan Bingling still hadn’t come to her senses.
She licked her lips, her crimson mouth parting slightly as the chilling demonic energy roamed her entire body.
“Grown up? How grown up—enough to fill your Master’s Qi Sea Jade Palace? My appetite isn’t small, you know. You said you’d wait for me to grow up, and I’ve already done that. Only now am I willing to open my mouth!”
Ugh!
What kind of vicious words were those?
The little Junior Aunt seemed like a completely different person just now—where was the dignified, revered immortal fairy foster mother?
Though nobody knew what had happened, it was clear this was no place to linger.
Before Yun Liu could even glance toward the window, Yan Bingling flicked her sleeve, and the door and windows instantly welded shut with an ice wall.
She was adept at guarding against theft.
“No, this aura… Master… has gone demonic?”
The boy’s vigilance snapped up, meeting those ice-blue demonic eyes head-on.
This was the third chapter’s main plotline, and the story was progressing far too quickly—Xiao Xinran and Ji Shiyu hadn’t even reached Foundation Establishment yet!
Yan Bingling bit her lip, her delicate face radiating an alluring charm as she smiled wickedly.
“What’s the matter? Isn’t this what you asked for? You said you didn’t want to try anymore, didn’t want to be my disciple—I understood.”
“Little Shi…”
“Shh.”
Yan Bingling’s gaze flickered, and Yun Liu was frozen as if petrified by those icy blue eyes.
A single index finger gently pressed against her lips.
“It’s alright, I understand everything. You’ve suffered, and even if you’re useless now, you’re still adorable. Don’t care what others think; in my heart, you’ll always be the cutest.”
The white-clad woman removed Yun Liu’s cloud robe and wrapped him in a tender embrace, soothing him like a lullaby.
The cool touch somehow wasn’t chilling.
“Mm!”
Yun Liu’s face flushed red.
Though fully aware of the danger in his current state, inexplicably, he found himself a little reluctant to pull away.
No one had ever seen Junior Aunt like this—a side completely different from the ethereal Bingling Immortal, who was untouchable and aloof.
This side allowed him to act spoiled without restraint.
The demonic energy did not arise from nothing.
It had stripped away the fairy’s defenses entirely, revealing her most genuine self, and only fueled long-suppressed desires.
Raw emotions, bare and unmasked, put on public display.
Yan Bingling rubbed her hands, and upon touching Yun Liu’s body, a warm current flowed in, bringing slight clarity.
She blinked, confused.
“Liu’er? What’s happening to me? It feels like I’m poisoned…”
“It’s alright. I’ll immediately concoct a Melting Heart Pill to stabilize your mind!”
Just as Yun Liu moved, he was pushed back onto the bed.
The serious Junior Aunt vanished in an instant.
Her willpower defenses rapidly crumbled under overwhelming longing and strange feelings.
She curled her lips into a doting smile, her sickly gaze greedily fixated on the boy.
“Why bother with that? Haven’t you heard of love as an antidote?”
“?”
Yun Liu’s struggling was feeble and easily subdued.
He was no match for Master, especially in a demonic state—the very big boss of Volume Three!
“Running? It’s not the first time, so don’t be shy! Since childhood, haven’t you always stayed with me trembling until dawn? Tonight, let me soothe your wounded heart as my apology—hoo hoo hee hee…”
Yan Bingling giggled coyly, her breath like a gentle breeze as she nestled like a kitten against the boy’s chest, savoring his intoxicating warmth.
Her voice carried an enticing nasal lilt.
Wait—Master, maybe hold off on pulling down my pants for a moment?
What exactly do you mean by that?
Yun Liu’s expression twisted oddly.
Could it be…
That some people, by day, were strict and harsh demonic masters, an unassailable ice-cold immortal fairy in the eyes of the world,
But by night transformed into a stunningly beautiful, doting foster mother with a heart desperate for her child, a demonic fallen woman exposed?
Secretly knocking him out and holding him all night to drain away his chill, perhaps?
The situation was urgent and allowed no time for Yun Liu to ponder further.
For the moment, he could think of no way to rescue himself and grew increasingly anxious.
The two clung tightly to each other, Yan Bingling alternately crying and laughing, softly spilling her thoughts.
“Be obedient. Don’t leave. Once I devour Ah Lian, no one in the Misty Realm will be able to stop me. When that time comes, wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you. Deal?”
Hmm?
Master seemed to have unwittingly said something terrifying!
The next second, the cold and coquettish immortal fairy sneered fiercely.
“No! No one can leave. Everyone who ever bullied you must die—the first is the little miss of the Xiao Family, so blind!”
Soon after, Yan Bingling begged softly, tears welling, wriggling her limbs, repeatedly testing the edge of an emotional volcano, nearly driving Yun Liu to collapse and lose all composure.
“I’m sorry, sob sob, I didn’t mean it. I just didn’t know how to express my feelings. Please don’t be mad, okay?”
“Alright, alright, I’m not mad. Can you please let me go?”
Yun Liu’s face twisted, his voice gentle in consolation.
“No! If I let go, you’ll run! Liu’er, can you forgive me? I only want you to stay with me forever! I don’t want status or reputation, nothing else at all. Just come visit me once in a while. The rest of the time, be with whomever you want. I’ll listen to everything… everything…”
Cold tears dripped down her cheeks.
The boy’s heart jolted, suppressing opportunistic thoughts. He gently wrapped his arms around Master.
“It’s alright, Master. I’m here. I’ve always been here.”
“Mm…”
Yan Bingling mumbled, nuzzling Yun Liu’s neck and rubbing her cheek against his face, peacefully closing her eyes.
As cold as she was during the day, her nighttime beauty was enchanting, the contrast making one’s heart race uncontrollably.
After tossing and turning all night, Yan Bingling finally fell into a quiet sleep, no longer causing trouble.
The surging demonic energy gradually subsided.
The sword heart hidden deep in her consciousness slowly surfaced, gaining the upper hand and dispelling distractions.
For Yun Liu, that night was a torment—the stunning fairy lay beside him, unclothed, and he nearly lost control more than once.
Fortunately, Master’s body was also caught in an internal struggle, not completely overwhelmed, or else it would have been hopeless.
What a close call…
If he was lucky this time, what about next time?
This demonic fall also dealt Yun Liu a heavy blow.
He had thought he had plenty of time but did not know when the next backlash would come, or how fierce it would be.
Holding Yan Bingling gently, he tenderly wiped her tears, staring blankly at his palm.
The demonic energy was so intense, yet he was unharmed—was it because he had grown stronger?
Obviously not.
At that thought, he seemed to realize something, vaguely sensing a fiery force protecting him, warm and blazing.
“Could it be…”
Yun Liu’s eyes widened in shock. The Fortune was still with him.
No wonder Ao Tian was so certain that puzzle piece was himself.
The strong bond between Xiao Xinran and him had not weakened after the engagement ended—it had only grown stronger.
Bad news… no!
Now it was good news.
The Extreme Path Qi could greatly alleviate the icy cold demonic energy.
Junior Aunt no longer needed to rely on Huang Mao, nor to get close to Xiao Xinran.
Though what troubled him was that after quitting the Sect, she might still need to come back regularly to provide “bedside companionship”…
Yun Liu blushed faintly.
Never before had Master revealed such a side—honest and genuine.
For a moment, his mind was in turmoil, not knowing how to handle it, unable to meet her gaze.
Yet, somehow, he found himself more fascinated by the demonic fallen Master.
Was there something wrong with him?
After confirming all was well, at dawn, Yun Liu helped the beautiful Master put on clothes and quietly carried her back to her room.
Ice and snow melted, Celestial Phenomena Peak was freed from lockdown, and the deep clouds merged with the sky.
After a night had passed, Yan Bingling awoke in bed, completely forgetting her wild actions from the night before.
She only felt much better physically and stretched lazily.
But once the bad memories returned, Junior Aunt’s face darkened.
She shut herself away, mood as gloomy as drifting snowflakes, filled with regret.
Yun Liu prepared breakfast for Master and knocked on the door.
Getting no response, he left it at the threshold, pretending nothing had happened, then went off to work despite his dark circles.
After a while, a pale, delicate hand appeared briefly before the door was shut quickly again.
Yun Liu glanced back, smiling faintly.
He lowered his head to inhale the lingering fragrance on his fingertips, his imagination stirred—proof that last night was no illusion.
His thought of quitting the Sect wavered.
For a moment, he truly wanted to spend his life with Junior Aunt here, staying by her side forever.
A demonic fallen Master… was super adorable!
Maybe he shouldn’t try to cure her?
“Damn it, I really shouldn’t chicken out. Next time for sure!”
Yun Liu slapped his thigh, filled with regret.
Both master and disciple were full of remorse—just on entirely different levels.
Yan Bingling gritted her teeth but was in better shape, as if recharged.
Calm and analytical, she came to a sudden realization and drew a conclusion.
A few young troublemakers had no honor—they came to steal, to cheat, to ambush her!
Was that okay?
Definitely not!
If the home was lost, then she would find it again!
No matter if the teacher-student relationship was improper—Celestial Phenomena Peak’s Chief Senior Disciple could take the role if she wanted.
Where Liu’er was, home was.
From today on, Yan Bingling would never give them such chances again!
The return of Junior Aunt brought an early winter to the Yun Sea.
People wrapped themselves in thick robes to ward off the cold—this was no ordinary chill, but one laced with magic!
Inside Rosy Fragrance Pavilion, it was warm as spring.
Little Master Yun seemed even more haggard, worrying the Medicine Hut’s Young Mistress greatly.
Huang Mao glanced at Ao Tian, then at Yun Liu, utterly baffled.
The “Magic Oil Kid” was turning into a “Kid with Kidney Problems,” and even Feng Wei looked listless.
The Demon Cult really was a bad influence.
Qin Xing returned briefly to Clear Mist Peak and blushed upon seeing Junior Brother Yun, not daring even to greet him.
No one knew what schemes Ge Lan and Master Kuai had instigated this time.
Like acting first and reporting later, or forced marriage due to pregnancy, and such things~
The Senior Sister was wise and said nothing about why the two had descended the mountain, but her behavior betrayed her—often daydreaming and smiling foolishly.
A woman in love was always silly and dreamy, even Tian Tian could smell that sour stench in the pavilion—simply unbearable!
At noon, Xiao Xinran came to Celestial Phenomena Peak to collect the translation, paying cash upfront with no discrepancies.
Yun Liu stared at the girl oddly, making the little miss blush and unconsciously straighten her ponytail.
“W-What’s wrong, Senior Brother?”
“Nothing. This ancient technique will help you a lot. Remember to practice diligently.”
“I will!”
Xiao Xinran accepted the scroll solemnly, benefiting greatly from the Illusion Pavilion adventure, obedient as ever.
The Burning Silence Art was an evolving technique, initially just Yellow Grade, unremarkable like other outer sect Qi refinement methods.
But as the power of the Flame God gradually awakened, the Burning Silence Art would evolve alongside it.
The Extreme Path female demon wielding the Divine Weapon: Zhu Rong would become unstoppable.
At present, there was little opportunity to shine in Dongji Prefecture, but in the next domain, the fire elementalist would lead the team.
Except for Huang Mao’s Formless Spiritual Root somewhat enhancing the Flame Princess Form, others practicing Burning Silence Art were more harmed than helped.
With the two at odds, Ji Shiyu probably would never unlock Fire Chicken Mode in her lifetime.
Yun Liu pondered this but was then drawn to a flicker of firelight nearby.
In the sunlit herb garden stood a beautiful girl with flaming red hair, seeming to burn like fire itself.
“Hm!?”
The boy rubbed his eyes.
The spark was gone, and her golden hair shone brightly once more.
Extreme Destiny could not cure the cold poison demonic fall but could greatly relieve Master’s suffering.
Now it seemed that the agreement between Yan Bingling and Ao Tian in the game was more about reclaiming the right to be embraced by others.
Her gradually chilling demeanor after falling was only due to the demonic affliction—not wanting to hurt him.
From the little pavilion, Yun Liu glanced over.
The narrow gap in the windowsill quickly closed.
Not putting in effort in the confrontation, one could only be a brother in the wild zone.
Ji Shiyu, ever lively and energetic while working in the fields, muttered incantations.
One hoe, one plot—digging a hundred thousand plots would bankrupt Yun Liu!
“Today, I, Ji Shiyu, will squeeze every drop out of the Magic Oil Kid!”
Ao Tian, meanwhile, wore an innocent face, looking like a reformed, well-behaved new lord.
Well, at least these two restless ones had something to do, and Master wouldn’t be fooled again.
Xiao Xinran rolled her eyes repeatedly.
“I said, you green tea, why haven’t you been practicing sword lately? Turns out you haven’t changed your wicked ways—you’re just loosening the soil on someone else’s turf again!”
After digging this place, then that, they were even going after Junior Aunt’s head now.