Inside the side hall, the air seemed to freeze.
Su Jinxue finally released her hand from covering Zhang Mingyuan's mouth. On her cold and transcendent face, a faint blush of embarrassment and anger now lingered.
Even her crimson eyes burned with a killing intent that was almost tangible.
She glared at Zhang Mingyuan, squeezing out a few words from between her teeth, “If you dare to spout another word of nonsense, this seat will rip out your tongue!”
This bastard! Did he even know what he was saying?!
If that girl Bai Yao overheard this, how could she ever maintain her dignity as a master?
Far from showing any fear, Zhang Mingyuan leaned lazily against the bedpost behind him, crossing his arms.
He let out a playful whistle, a punchable grin spreading across his face. “What? Is the great Immortal Lord afraid to admit to what she did?”
“Clearly, it was you who demanded that I do that kind of thing last night. Now that you've pulled up your pants... oh wait, now that it's dawn, you turn around and act like a stranger? Who are you putting on this pure and innocent act for?”
“You!” Su Jinxue's chest heaved violently in anger, a wave of immortal essence almost exploding out of control.
But in the end, she forced down the urge.
She realized the gravity of the situation.
That girl Bai Yao seemed to have completely misunderstood.
If this misunderstanding were to spread from the mouth of her personal disciple, then all those rumors would be confirmed!
When that time came, the entire Xuanling Realm would know that the master of the Myriad Snow Palace, the only Red Dust Immortal in the world, had captured her arch-enemy of five thousand years not to be her Sword-Bearing Attendant, but to truly...
be her “captive pet”!
Just the thought of that phrase made Su Jinxue's face turn green and white in turns.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. The killing intent in her crimson eyes receded, transforming into a far more dangerous, bottomless coldness.
“Zhang Mingyuan, from now on, watch your mouth.”
She spoke word by word,
“otherwise, this seat wouldn't mind letting you personally experience the feeling of having your soul pierced by tens of thousands of ice needles day and night.”
...
On the other side, Bai Yao fled the side hall in a hurry.
Her mind was a chaotic mess of panic as she ran, the dialogue and sounds she had heard inside the hall constantly echoing in her ears.
“Even this seat... fell asleep from how comfortable it was.”
“When that time comes, there won't be anyone to make you feel comfortable at night!”
“Just tell me, did it feel good last night or not!”
And finally, those muffled cries of begging for mercy that sounded almost like weeping...
These words matched perfectly with the "forced love" plots in those web novels she had secretly read!
Bai Yao's cheeks flushed red and pale in turns.
Master... so Master likes this kind of thing...
For some reason, amidst her awe of her master, there was actually a trace of an indescribable... excitement?
To think that the high and mighty immortals would have such a secret side to them!
Just as her thoughts were running wild, she bumped headfirst into a soft body.
“Ouch!”
“Senior Sister Bai Yao? Why are you running so fast?”
A few inner sect junior sisters she had only recently met supported her. Seeing her strange expression and a face so red she looked like she had a fever, they couldn't help but ask with concern, “Senior Sister, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
“I... I'm fine...” Bai Yao stammered, her eyes darting around, not daring to look at them at all.
“You say you're fine, but your face is so red it's almost dripping blood!”
One of the junior sisters didn't believe her and pressed further,
“Didn't you just go to pay respects to Master? Why do you look so distracted? Did Master scold you?”
“No! That's not it!” Bai Yao quickly waved her hands.
“Then what happened?”
Under everyone's questioning, Bai Yao's mind went blank. Recalling the description of a profound technique from a web novel, she blurted out:
“I... I think I walked in on Master and Immortal Zhang... performing a very profound method of 'dual cultivation'!”
As soon as she said this, a deathly silence instantly fell over the surroundings.
Immediately after, a look of mixed shock, realization, and extreme gossip simultaneously appeared on the faces of the junior sisters!
“Du-Dual cultivation?!”
“I knew it! What 'Sword-Bearing Attendant'? That's just a cover story for outsiders! Our Immortal Lord captured Sacred Lord Zhang to be her 'captive pet'!”
“The overbearing Immortal Lord's forced love... It turns out the stories in those novels are all true!”
“Oh my god! We actually get to witness such a legend with our own eyes! Quick, quick, go tell the others!”
In an instant, the rumor grew wings like a swarm of locusts, spreading frantically throughout the entire Myriad Snow Palace at a speed faster than a plague.
...
Inside the side hall.
Su Jinxue naturally had no idea that a massive uproar had erupted outside.
Simply because every time she was with this pervert Zhang Mingyuan, her entire attention was focused on him.
Right now, she only wanted this troublemaker Zhang Mingyuan to disappear from her sight immediately.
To rebuild her majesty as the Immortal Lord, and to keep him out of sight and out of mind, she gave an order with a cold face.
“Since you speak without filter and have defiled this seat's reputation, you are punished to clean the Spirit Beast Garden. Do not return until it is completely clean.”
The Spirit Beast Garden of the Myriad Snow Palace housed hundreds of rare and exotic beasts, many of which had violent tempers and massive sizes.
Year-round, the place reeked of filth and was filled with chaotic, mixed spiritual energy. It was the dirtiest place in the entire Myriad Snow Palace, a place that ordinary disciples avoided like the plague.
“What the hell? You want me to shovel dung?”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingyuan immediately jumped up and protested loudly,
“Su Jinxue, are you out of your mind?! I'm a gold-medal therapist! I'm the man who makes you 'comfortable'! And now you want me to shovel dung for those beasts? You're killing the donkey after it's done grinding the grain!”
He craned his neck, putting on a dramatic posture of "a scholar would rather be killed than humiliated."
But Su Jinxue merely gave him a cold look.
“Ahem... I suppose I can go.”
He immediately changed his tune, rubbing his fingers together as a mercenary look appeared on his face.
“But you have to give me some benefits, right? Compensation for mental distress, lost wages, workers' compensation... all of that has to be factored in! Just casually throw in three to five Imperial Artifacts, and seven to eight bottles of Saint Pills, and I'll force myself to go.”
He was not one to suffer a loss.
This crazy woman had captured him to do hard labor, and she wanted to use him for free?
No way in hell! This was the perfect opportunity to "stock up" on some goods and bring them back to the disciples of Qingyun Heaven.
Su Jinxue felt annoyed just looking at him now and only wanted him to beat it as quickly as possible.
She didn't bother to waste words. Impatiently reaching into her storage treasure, she casually fished out a storage ring and threw it straight at him.
“Take it and get lost!”
Zhang Mingyuan swept it with his divine sense and instantly beamed with joy.
Holy cow!
The ring was filled with a dazzling array of immortal herbs, spiritual ores, medicinal pills, and magical treasures piled up like mountains.
Although the quality wasn't top-tier to him, it made up for it in sheer quantity!
It was more than enough for those little rascals in Qingyun Heaven to squander for quite a while.
“Alright! Just you watch, great Immortal Lord!”
Highly satisfied, he slipped the ring onto his finger, whistled, and swaggered out of the side hall.
However, the moment he stepped outside, his footsteps halted.
Outside the mountain gate of the Myriad Snow Palace, ten thousand rays of rosy light and thousands of auspicious colors filled the sky.
An extremely luxurious jade carriage, pulled by nine exceptionally majestic immortal cranes, was slowly descending.
The display was so grand that it nearly lit up half the sky, causing all the disciples within the Myriad Snow Palace to stop what they were doing, look up, and gasp in awe.
The jade carriage came to a steady halt in front of the mountain gate, and the curtain was gently parted by a slender, jade-like hand.
A man dressed in white stepped slowly out of the carriage.
He was handsome and elegant with a gentle temperament, holding a white jade fly-whisk in his hand. A refreshing fragrance of pills lingered around him, making him look like an exiled immortal stepping out of a painting.
“It's Alchemy Emperor Wuchen! Why is he here?” a disciple recognized the newcomer and exclaimed.
Alchemy Emperor Wuchen was a highly renowned alchemy grandmaster in the Xuanling Realm, and he was also the most infatuated and high-profile among Su Jinxue's many suitors.
Zhang Mingyuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the figure in fluttering white clothes, and curled his lips.
“This guy... actually puts on a bigger show than me.”
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