“Master, I'm hungry.”
“Alright, Master knows a free place where you can get whatever you want to eat made for you.”
Su Qian sold out Wang Xuanyi in a soft, gentle voice.
“Thank you, Master!”
Accompanied by Su Qian, Wenren Jing's eyes gradually regained their luster. Her pale face slowly flushed with a touch of color, and her cold body was gradually warming up.
The hundreds of years of sealing had paused everything for them, including time.
Being suddenly able to move, it was inevitable that they would be a bit stiff. This was quite normal.
“Senior Brother Gongyi, you're awake too?” Having taken only a few steps, Wenren Jing noticed Gongyi Lingren standing nearby and greeted him politely.
Hearing Wenren Jing's call, the cold-faced Gongyi Lingren instantly changed his expression and replied with equal warmth, “Mm, I just woke up.”
“Oh...”
A bunch of bubbles seemed to float over Wenren Jing's head, and her eyes held a somewhat airheaded look. Her reactions were also much slower than those of a normal person.
Before Gongyi Lingren could express his concern, Lyu Wu walked out of the crater. A wild, violent aura boiled around him, and even the surrounding spiritual energy grew scorching hot along with it.
“Hey, hey. No wonder you're so hot-tempered. So she's your sweetheart,” Lyu Wu said, baring his pearly white teeth, his eyes full of amusement.
Especially upon seeing Wenren Jing's white-lotus-like body, combined with her maidenly purity, an inexplicable, burning desire suddenly welled up inside him.
Of all the female cultivators he had played with, this was his first time encountering one like her.
“Lyu Wu, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit.”
Gongyi Lingren frowned. Spiritual energy gathered around him like an unsheathed blade, buzzing and humming with an aura that seemed capable of severing everything.
Shen Shi and the others stared at Lyu Wu with unfriendly gazes, ready to strike at any moment.
Seeing this, Lyu Wu spread his hands. His spiritual energy completely dissipated as he shrugged. “Look at that. I was just joking. Why can't you take a joke?”
Lyu Wu was no fool. He naturally knew what he had done in the past. Now that he had lost his greatest trump card—the old Sect Master—he could no longer act as carefree as before.
The only reason he was fine now was entirely due to his father's deathbed request.
“Lyu Wu, you had better keep it that way.”
Xiao Hongye's gaze was cold. The pressure of a Dao Integration Realm cultivator poured out, completely bearing down on Lyu Wu and forcing him to his knees with a thud.
Kill him?
Impossible.
The old Sect Master had treated them like his own children, and Lyu Wu was the old Sect Master's only descendant. Whether for their reputation or out of affection for the old Sect Master, the few of them had no right to make that decision.
Xiao Hongye could only go so far as to intimidate him.
And Lyu Wu, precisely because he understood this, was able to be so unbridled and overbearing.
Pfft!
Lyu Wu's eyes bloodshot, blood spilling from his mouth and nose. Although he was in a wretched state, his eyes were terrifyingly cold, yet a fake smile hung on his face. “Thank you for the lesson, Senior Sister.”
“Behave yourself.”
Su Qian spoke coldly, then left with Shen Shi and the others, taking Gongyi Lingren and Wenren Jing with them, leaving Lyu Wu kneeling there alone.
Bang!
Once they left, Lyu Wu slammed his fist into the ground and laughed wildly. “Xiao Hongye, Su Qian... you two bitches. Just you wait. I'll make you experience a pleasure worse than death, and eventually, you'll become my playthings!”
With that, Lyu Wu stood up and departed in the opposite direction.
Having mingled in the cultivation world for so long, how could he not have any life-saving means?
...
Tianzhu Peak.
Wang Xuanyi lay on his bamboo bed, closing his eyes in thought.
He needed to sort out his thoughts now.
The plot was unfolding too quickly. It was moving so fast that thinking in terms of the original novel's events was no longer sufficient; things had deviated far too much.
First was the Ancient Immortal Realm. That place was a secret realm that was only supposed to open when the male protagonist, Long Zitian, broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Its purpose was also very simple: to help the protagonist forge a supreme foundation, construct the strongest Violet Palace, commune with the spirits of heaven and earth, and form a perfect Golden Core.
And then give him some cultivation methods, martial techniques, secret arts, and the like.
To put it bluntly, it was a blatant way to gift him equipment and cultivation, just to let the readers know that the protagonist was also working hard to cultivate, thereby making them accept this heaven-defying setting.
Mixed in with some ridiculous romantic back-and-forth drama.
Perfect!
But now, Long Zitian had only been in the sect for a few months, and the Ancient Immortal Realm was already opening. Several emotional back-and-forth segments in between hadn't even happened yet. Wasn't this a bit too fast?
Slap!
Wang Xuanyi suddenly slapped himself, cursing himself in his mind for being an idiot.
In the original novel, only under the influence of Wang Xuanyi, who acted as an "emotional catalyst," could Long Zitian continuously pull back and forth with the female leads and deepen their relationships.
Now that he had turned around and joined a different peak, there wasn't a single other man on Tianyun Peak besides Long Zitian. Where would the catalyst come from?
“Then what should I do?”
Wang Xuanyi rolled over and scratched his pert buttocks.
He was somewhat worried. Among the three ancient freaks of the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect, the other two were fine—one was a love-brain, and the other was a somewhat silly, airheaded ditz.
But that Lyu guy—not only was he powerful, but he had also contacted other immortal sects, planning to launch a joint attack against the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect inside the Ancient Immortal Realm.
Furthermore, that Lyu guy had even joined the demon sect and had a certain connection with Lin Ang.
Originally, they relied on the male lead, Long Zitian, to turn the tide. But he hadn't grown up yet, and without "Wang Xuanyi" causing trouble to stimulate his growth, who knew what his current cultivation level even was.
“Tsk, how worrying.”
Wang Xuanyi rolled over again, only to lock eyes with a pair of gazes that were as clear as water, yet also carried a hint of silliness.
The two of them stared at each other.
“Holy crap, where did this idiot come from?!”
Startled, he hurriedly struck out with a palm, hitting toward the girl beside him.
Slap!
The girl was perfectly fine, but Wang Xuanyi suffered terribly.
Su Qian appeared on the other side, giving his pert, tender buttocks a hard slap, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. “Little Yi-Yi, has no one ever told you that your buttocks are very attractive?”
Slap!
Another slap!
“Hiss!”
Wincing in pain, Wang Xuanyi quickly pulled the blanket over, wrapping himself tightly. He gnashed his teeth and said, “You old witch, are you out of your mind? Sneaking into a pure youth's bed in the middle of the night and ambushing his buttocks! Watch out, or I'll go to the Law Enforcement Hall and complain that you're harassing a pure youth.”
Su Qian lay on her side, propping her head up with one hand, her body forming a perfect curve. She curled her lips and let out a soft snort. “The Law Enforcement Hall is under my jurisdiction, you know.”
“...”
He had almost forgotten. This old witch was the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect, the second-in-command right below the Sect Master, and she managed most of the affairs within the sect.
“Then I'll...”
“You'll what?” Su Qian asked, blinking her eyes.
Wang Xuanyi's face flushed red as he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, “I'll... I'll... I'll just sleep, and pretend this never happened.”
“Giggle, giggle.”
Su Qian laughed somewhat wantonly.
Just then, Wenren Jing, who was lying on the other side, spoke up. Seemingly a beat slow, she drawled out, “Master, he called you an old witch.”
“...”
“Yes, during the time you were gone, Master has grown old. Everyone says your master is an old witch.”
Su Qian dotingly pinched Wenren Jing's cheek, then glared fiercely at Wang Xuanyi, threatening, “My disciple is hungry. Go make her a couple of dishes, or I'll beat you up.”
Wang Xuanyi blinked his dazed eyes, taking a moment to process what Su Qian had said, his eyes filled with disbelief.
“No, seriously, you...”
It was the middle of the night! Instead of sleeping, she brought her disciple over to harass a pure youth, and all of it was just to get a couple of hot meals?
Have you no shame?!
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