291: Chapter 109: The Heroine’s Kiss, Ping’an Comes Out of the Mountain_3 291: Chapter 109: The Heroine’s Kiss, Ping’an Comes Out of the Mountain_3 Ningning Mu spoke softly, “Senior Brother, you’ve been absent from the mountain a lot recently, always going outside.”
Li Ping’an sighed lightly, patting her shoulder, and said with his gentlest voice,
“Our sect is peaceful, shielded by a great formation.
I too would like to cultivate here at ease, but the tree wants stillness while the wind keeps blowing.
Right now, I indeed have some matters to attend to.”
“I know, I’m not the kind who insists on clinging to you, Senior Brother…
Ningning Mu puffed up the corners of her mouth, embracing Li Ping’an’s back, her pretty face blushing slightly.
Although some familiar Senior Sisters had encouraged her for a long time, she still couldn’t utter those embarrassing words in the end.
Ningning Mu whispered,
“Senior Brother, I will also enter seclusion for cultivation next, and will not come out until you return.
I won’t be going over to the East Sea shore.”
Li Ping’an, smelling the fragrance of her hair, eventually softened his heart and said in a low voice, “If you want to go, let’s go together.”
“I won’t be of any help if I go,” Ningning Mu sighed, “and besides, Senior Brother, I feel a bit over now.”
“It seems like, aside from wanting to be with you, I have no other thoughts.”
Ningning Mu whispered,
“I’m a Qi Cultivator, cultivating is essential.
If my Dao Realm can’t keep up with you, I wouldn’t have anything to say…”
Unsure of how to continue, she lowered her head and leaned into Li Ping’an’s embrace, her forehead pressed against his chest, rubbing slightly.
Li Ping’an said softly, “That’s called ‘everlasting’, or even ’till the seas dry and the rocks crumble’.
I will help you with your cultivation; you don’t need to worry.”
“Won’t I just be clinging to you then?”
Ningning Mu whispered,
“Senior Brother, aren’t we being too intimate, even though we haven’t had a wedding ceremony?
We’re holding hands and, and embracing …”
This was nowhere near enough.
Li Ping’an suppressed the fire in his heart, controlling the heat in his Dao Body, and held her as gently as possible.
He remembered when they first met, the little heroine who spoke of her ideals for the future with a hopeful voice, now grown into the celestial beauty next door, stunningly lovely.
The two were supposed to influence each other.
But he was not much influenced by Ningning Mu, while she was changing into the kind of virtuous wife and good mother he aspired to.
Suddenly, Ningning Mu went on tiptoes to look behind Li Ping’an, surprised, “Shibo, what are you saying?”
Li Ping’an turned instinctively.
As he turned, he realized it was just his Junior Sister’s ploy, but he didn’t resist.
Li Ping’an suddenly felt a peck on his left cheek.
It was like a dragonfly skimming the water, as her soft lips grazed his face.
Ningning Mu, having done her mischief, turned to flee, her Dao Heart rattled by a little rabbit bouncing about.
Yet before she could escape, a large hand grasped her left hand, roughly pulling her back.
Before Ningning Mu could regain her composure, Li Ping’an had subdued her.
With her left arm covering her chest and her left hand pressed on her right shoulder, about to plead for mercy, Li Ping’an leaned in close.
Ningning Mu, panicked and confused, could only close her eyes.
Without much hesitation, his other hand circled her waist to prevent her from falling.
Qing Su opened her eyes from her meditation, then closed them again.
Wen Ling’er cracked open her left eye a sliver, peering into the cave.
On the surface, Wen Ling remained composed, but beneath, her heart roared like a hurricane.
She wished she could stop chanting, open a bottle of Immortal Brew, and watch the show while drinking.
‘Wow, they actually kissed!’
Wen Ling’s Primordial Soul laughed uproariously from the ground.
In the main hall, Ningning Mu suddenly jerked awake, her eyes wide as peaches, lightly biting her red lips.
She then broke free from Li Ping’an’s embrace, covered her cheeks, and fled swiftly.
Wen Ling let out a disappointed cry.
She clicked her tongue lightly, truly wanting to say “That’s it?”
Although Wen Ling had never sought a Dao Companion, with her years spent in town, there wasn’t much she hadn’t seen!
There were even unashamed Loose Cultivators who deliberately dismantled their Protective Arrays during their romps, to say nothing of those brothels…
As Wen Ling pondered, Li Ping’an suddenly said, “Wen Ling’er?”
No, it couldn’t be, right?
Even though this little maid often daydreamed, and Ping’an, the young ancestor, was quite handsome, she wasn’t that easy!
The main character had fled; was she supposed to continue…
But she was still a chaste maiden…
Li Ping’an then said, “Go and call my master, we’re preparing to depart.
I’m going to pack some Magic Artifacts.”
With that, Li Ping’an stood calmly, employed his Escape Technique, and his figure disappeared into the many underground halls.
Did the young ancestor just get embarrassed?
Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly took on a comical expression.
Underground, Li Ping’an activated various Formations and immersed himself in a clear pool, letting out a soft breath.
Meanwhile, in a courtyard of the outer gate.
The youth Niu Qi looked at the empty bunks in his room, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
‘Ah, Li Jing, that traitor!
He’s left to apprentice first!’
Then, Niu Qi’s eyes glinted fiercely.
If that was the case, there was no need for him to be polite with the Wanyun Sect either.
He was going to inform Hu Niang right away!