Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 172 - 171: What a Hopeless Small Fry~

"I'm fine, Master."

Qing Yueqiu smoothed out a few strands of hair that had come loose during the fight. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Pei Yuhang.

'The sight of Master's back as he stood in front of me just now was so handsome.' It filled her heart with a sense of security. It was as if with her master standing before her, she had nothing to fear or worry about.

Now that her "backer" had arrived, Qing Yueqiu was full of confidence. She pointed at Ji Xichan, ready to tattle on her.

"Master, this woman was slandering and humiliating you in front of me again!"

Ji Xichan, annoyed at being pointed at by Qing Yueqiu, snorted coldly and said, "I wasn't lying. Believe it or not."

"You demoness! How dare you lie to me in front of Master!"

"Do you have the nerve to repeat what you just said in front of Master?"

Qing Yueqiu didn't believe Ji Xichan would actually dare to repeat those filthy words in front of her master. 'She's just bluffing.'

But…

"Alright. What's the big deal about saying it again?"

A mischievous smile played on Ji Xichan's lips. She looked up at Pei Yuhang, her glistening lips parting.

"Pei Sword Immortal, I was just telling your disciple that we've already shared a bed and are preparing to become Dao Companions. But your disciple doesn't believe me. What do you think? Hmm~?"

Pei Yuhang froze. His grip on Ji Xichan's hand subconsciously loosened, allowing her to pull back her reddened wrist.

"Bitch! How dare you flirt with my master to his face!"

Qing Yueqiu never imagined Ji Xichan would be so audacious. She was so angry she nearly drew her sword and struck her down on the spot.

"Ahem... Yueqiu, calm down for a moment."

Pei Yuhang suddenly spoke, making Qing Yueqiu lower the hand she had placed on her sword hilt. She looked at her master in confusion, her beautiful crimson eyes blinking twice, as if to say:

'Master, this shameless woman is spreading lewd rumors about you. Why aren't you angry?'

At that moment, Ji Xichan happened to lean in, stick her tongue out at Qing Yueqiu with an incredibly irritating, taunting expression, and mouthed two words:

Small fry~!!

'Bitch—'

Qing Yueqiu had just taken a step forward, about to knock this disgusting woman to the ground, when Pei Yuhang stepped in front of her, blocking the sight of Ji Xichan's punchable face.

"Yueqiu, go back and rest for now."

"But Master..."

"Don't worry. Ji Xichan's behavior was atrocious. Even though she's a True Disciple entrusted to stay here by Fellow Daoist Chen, I will still punish her and get justice for you."

Pei Yuhang patted Qing Yueqiu's shoulder, reassuring her.

Qing Yueqiu was still reluctant, but since her master had already spoken twice, she couldn't press the matter.

"Master, Yueqiu will take her leave then."

"Wait—"

Pei Yuhang called his disciple to a halt again. "Yueqiu, you came looking for me this time because you had something to ask me, didn't you?"

Hearing her master's words, Qing Yueqiu finally remembered she had almost forgotten something so important.

'That Ji Xichan really muddled my head with anger!'

Qing Yueqiu added another item to her list of reasons to hate Ji Xichan.

"Master, I've gained a certain level of insight into the first form of the Moonlit Night Swordsmanship, 'Dream Shaking Flower Moon,' that you taught me. May I continue practicing the subsequent forms now?"

Pei Yuhang was a little surprised to hear this. When he had practiced these Sword Formulas, his speed had been nowhere near as fast as Qing Yueqiu's. 'It seems there's a reason the Luminous Shadow Sword chose her as its new master. Yueqiu truly has an extraordinary talent for cultivation related to the [Moon].'

'Unfortunately, I have to deal with some private matters with Ji Xichan. Otherwise, I could have taken this opportunity to test Yueqiu's current Sword Dao proficiency...'

Silently sighing to himself about what an incompetent master he was, Pei Yuhang took out a book of Sword Formulas and handed it to his disciple.

"My apologies, Yueqiu. I've been tied up with some trivial matters recently and haven't had the time to guide your cultivation..."

"It's alright, Master. Your affairs are more important."

Qing Yueqiu took the Sword Formulas and gave Pei Yuhang a gentle smile, as soft and pure as flawless Moonlight. It made Pei Yuhang feel as if the very air had become fresher.

'If Yueqiu knew my true, pathetic state, would she still smile and talk to me like this? And when that time comes, how would she face me as her master?'

Pei Yuhang watched his first disciple's retreating back in silence.

"Ara ara~ What a touching scene of master-disciple affection. I'm so jealous I could die."

"Pei Sword Immortal, you just give away top-quality Sword Formulas like that. When are you going to give me a set?"

Ji Xichan's sarcastic voice suddenly cut in, making Pei Yuhang frown.

"Ji Xichan! You'd better explain yourself. We clearly agreed that only Gu Nan, you, and I could know about... that matter. It was absolutely not to be told to anyone else!"

Faced with Pei Yuhang's stern questioning, Ji Xichan's eyes darted away evasively.

"Well... our agreement was that we couldn't tell your Dao Companion, Fairy Ye. So I didn't break my promise. Besides, even though Qing Yueqiu heard it, she didn't believe it."

"Anyway, you can't blame this all on me! If you have to blame someone, blame that precious disciple of yours. She never gives me a pleasant look whenever she sees me. I have a temper too, you know. If she treats me like that, of course I'm going to teach her a lesson!"

Ji Xichan was as stubborn as ever.

Pei Yuhang had to admit that, aside from Shang Miaoyan, Ji Xichan was the most shameless woman he had ever met. It was no wonder he could see a shadow of a younger Shang Miaoyan in her.

And the thought of falling prey twice to this kind of lust-driven, insatiably greedy, and unscrupulously wicked woman made Pei Yuhang even more furious.

He laughed in fury, then directly hoisted Ji Xichan up by her legs, causing the young woman to cry out in alarm.

'They were still standing atop the clouds. Pei Yuhang suddenly grabbed me... Don't tell me he wants to do it right here on the clouds...'

"No! I'm not quite ready to do it outdoors... At least find a room!"

Even someone as bold as Ji Xichan blushed beet-red with shyness and her voice trembled at the thought of her fragrant sweat dripping from the clouds above the Cold Palace Sword Mansion down to the earth below.

She beat against Pei Yuhang's shoulders, struggling feebly. Her shy, frightened demeanor was like that of a pure, respectable young lady, making it hard to imagine she was the one who had used a vicious scheme to possess the Pei Sword Immortal.

"What are you thinking? Why would I ever do *that* kind of thing with you again?"

"Uh... then what are you going to do?"

"Punish you, of course! While I can't kill you, I can still make you suffer a bit of physical pain... Besides, maybe a wicked woman like you enjoys this kind of punishment!"

As he spoke, Pei Yuhang took out a large, dark-colored ruler and pressed it against the small of Ji Xichan's back.

That was a ticklish spot for the young woman, and now the ruler was pressing hard against it.

Ji Xichan's body went limp, and she immediately tumbled to the ground.

But she still stubbornly covered her rear and shouted, "Pei Yuhang! You can't do this to me now!"

"And why not?"

"Because... because we already have that kind of relationship! You can't spank me like a child anymore!"

Pei Yuhang snorted coldly at her words. He wasn't going to fall for that.

In the next instant, a series of low moans from Ji Xichan being disciplined echoed from the clouds.

The black-dressed young woman clenched her fists, her eyes filled with indignation.

'Damn it! I thought that after sleeping with the Pei Sword Immortal, I'd be the one in charge! Why am I still getting my butt spanked by this hateful man!'

'And... the most humiliating part is...'

As Ji Xichan felt the stinging pain of the ruler repeatedly striking her bottom, her body felt no resistance at all. It was as if she had gone numbly pliant, letting the ruler strike her. And even... even...

Pei Yuhang stopped swinging the ruler and looked at the beads of sweat forming on Ji Xichan's smooth back. His eyes narrowed, and he let out a disdainful laugh.

"Ji Xichan, your perversion exceeds my imagination. You can even get off on this... Tsk, small fry."

Hearing that "small fry," the young woman pulled her tongue back in. She opened her mouth as if to retort, but she no longer had the strength.