Xiao Yinruo quietly listened, letting out a soft sigh, when her eyes suddenly brightened: "Your Sword Dao has reached the Broken Realm Realm?"
"Impressive, right!" Zhu Nanzhi put her hands on her hips, boasting with pride: "Soon, others will also call me ’Sword Immortal’. Master, you can brag about me to Senior Pei."
Xiao Yinruo’s gaze turned odd. Just because that ’Emperor Kong’ turned into Lu Jin’an, then her precious disciple, in a fit of anger, stepped into the Third Realm of Sword Intent... is it really that amazing?
Although she, as Qingmiao Palace Master, was not a Sword Cultivator, she understood how difficult it was to breakthrough the Sword Intent Realm.
Yet Nanzhi, in a fit of rage, managed a breakthrough in one go...
This made those cultivators, who were also "in fits of rage" repeatedly, feel so disheartened.
Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Zhu Nanzhi’s gentle face, wondering if the Forget Love Path centered around her husband Lu Jin’an was truly so powerful?
Thinking of this, she decided it was better to ’empathize’ with her good disciple, after all, it seemed quite useful...
Having reached this thought, Xiao Yinruo quickly raised her hand to rub her forehead, letting out a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
Earlier, she had felt guilty towards Nanzhi, yet now she was considering doing something against her good disciple’s interests... how could she be so shameless?
"Master?" Zhu Nanzhi looked perplexedly at Xiao Yinruo: "What’s the matter?"
"It’s nothing." Xiao Yinruo found herself a convenient excuse for the sake of power, then put down her hand and said, "I am just astonished at your speed in breaking through... I, as your Master, am no match for you."
Zhu Nanzhi obediently said: "It’s all thanks to your great teaching, Master."
"Heh~" Xiao Yinruo shot her a look: "Has Master ever taught you to take a ’civilian man’ you’ve only met once as your husband?"
Zhu Nanzhi blinked: "Disciple truly likes my husband, besides, you tell me, was it wrong, or not good?"
"Alright, alright." Xiao Yinruo looked at her with helplessness.
But truthfully, she was sincere—who would have thought her good disciple would ’take’ the Wandao Sect Saint Heir?
In terms of status between the two sects in the Human Clan, Qingmiao Palace had climbed quite high.
Zhu Nanzhi slightly lifted her chin, put her hands on her hips, and proudly hummed, "Hmm~".
Getting married in Nanzhuo Domain was the best decision of my life with my husband!
"Master, can I leave now?" Zhu Nanzhi pointed at the door, eager to go and enjoy time with her husband in the water.
’Since Senior Sister Qingyue has her period, my husband is exclusively mine!’
Zhu Nanzhi thought, as Mist River Cave Heaven had concluded, they needed to return to Qingmiao Palace soon, making sure to thoroughly enjoy her husband before her period ended!
"No way!" Xiao Yinruo instinctively raised her voice, realizing her rudeness, she softened her tone, speaking with a hint of guilt, "I have two more questions for you."
Zhu Nanzhi felt her master was acting a bit strange but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was: "What questions?"
"You and Jin... Lu Jin’an..."
Xiao Yinruo had just opened her mouth when Zhu Nanzhi seemed to remember something and leaned closer to her, eyes bright: "Master, I have been curious for a while, how can you directly call my husband’s name? You..."
Hearing Nanzhi’s hesitating voice, Xiao Yinruo’s heart trembled within her master’s role.
Could Nanzhi be suspecting something?
She shouldn’t, shouldn’t... she hasn’t discovered anything... hmm?
What was she thinking?
It seemed like she was secretly having an affair with her disciple’s husband.
Despite the panic in her heart, being a strong presence in the Divine Presence Realm, Xiao Yinruo showed no sign on the surface, and calmly retorted, "He’s your husband, I’m both half your master and half your mother, can’t I call him by his name?"
"No." Zhu Nanzhi quickly shook her head: "I just thought your sudden change was abrupt."
Xiao Yinruo, showing no emotion, said, "What abruptness? Isn’t it quite normal?"
She quickly changed the topic: "I want to ask about you and Qingyue..."
Zhu Nanzhi also thought it impossible for her master to like her husband, so she said, "She’s my sister!"
An unusual color flashed in Xiao Yinruo’s eyes at how her disciple’s feelings for Lu Jin’an could... actually include Mu Qingyue?
Mu Qingyue also agreed?
"Master, what’s the other question?" Zhu Nanzhi quickly asked: "I’m all sticky and want to bathe soon."
Xiao Yinruo gave her disciple a side glance, thinking, ’Is that really a bath you’re intending for?’
However, with Mu Qingyue becoming Nanzhi’s ’sister’, the guilt inside her inexplicably lessened a bit.
’So my helping Wanyu was not because of fear of Nanzhi’s discovery, just wanting to ease Wanyu’s longing. After all, Nanzhi would find out sooner or later.’
With a bit of self-comfort, Xiao Yinruo took Nanzhi’s hand, and Nanzhi instinctively tried to withdraw it, considering it still had traces from her husband...
Seeing her action, Xiao Yinruo suppressed the strangeness in her heart and held her hand tightly, tone full of concern: "Let Master see your Forget Love Path, your Broken Realm breakthrough was too easy, making Master a bit uneasy."
Seeing her Master’s concerned eyes, Zhu Nanzhi gave a soft "Mm".
Xiao Yinruo gently said, "Unfold your domain, and meditate."
Zhu Nanzhi obediently closed her eyes, Xiao Yinruo bit her lip, thinking she must inform Pei Wanyu tomorrow to let Jin’an come out... at least before returning to Qingmiao Palace!
"Continue." Xiao Yinruo unfolded her own Forget Love Daoist Skill, pulling Nanzhi’s meditation into a deeper ’No Self’ realm.
Xiao Yinruo turned to look out the window, her eyes distant: "Truly indebted to your master-disciple pair in my past life."
Inside Qingyi Palace.
Originally supporting herself on the floor tiles, a pair of slender fingers with rouge nails tightened around Lu Jin’an’s back leaving faint imprints.
With legs crossed, Pei Wanyu tilted her small head back, her phoenix eyes moist, breathing heavily.
The right hand, placed on the good disciple’s back, moved to press on his nape, so Lu Jin’an left kiss marks on her neck.
Pei Wanyu lightly bit her lip, her silk-covered toe curling involuntarily, lowering her head, her gaze dreamy, faintly smiling.
"Why so forceful?" Pei Wanyu ruffled his hair: "You seem too eager."
"It’s because Master smells too good." With fervent eyes, Lu Jin’an, surrounded by Pei Wanyu’s fragrance, felt that his master’s constitution seemed special, how was she getting more fragrant?
Especially this scent, it’s hard to resist, as if it were toxic.
He bent down further, wanting to leave more kisses.
"Mm~" Pei Wanyu raised her small head again, her voice soft.
"Carry Master back to the room~"