Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 173 - 172: I Like It~

After teaching that little she-devil Ji Xichan a lesson, Peng Sword Immortal tossed the limp, powerless girl back into her residence.

He figured that little she-devil Ji Xichan wouldn't have the energy to bother him for the next two days.

Pei Yuhang felt a sense of relief and decided to focus on preparing an anniversary gift for his Dao Companion.

Around this time last year, Liyuan had fallen into a coma while undergoing her Celestial Tribulation. She spent the entire following month recovering from grievous injuries. Back then, Pei Yuhang had been so frantic searching for a cure for his Dao Companion that he had no time for anniversaries. This year, he would make up for both.

That was why Pei Yuhang placed special importance on this anniversary. If it weren't for that absurd incident in the Cold Spring a few days ago, he probably would have spent the last few days in happy anticipation.

'Fellow Daoist Chen... you've really caused me no end of trouble.'

Thinking of his recent ordeal, Pei Yuhang sighed again.

But as much as he complained, he knew he couldn't entirely blame Chen Tiansheng. After all, before Fellow Daoist Chen left, he had warned that Ji Xichan might not be able to control herself and that he should be careful.

But at the time, Pei Yuhang had simply thought of Ji Xichan as a little girl. 'No matter how malicious her intentions, could she really plot against me, a Divinity Transformation Stage Sword Cultivator?'

As it turned out, Pei Yuhang immediately paid the price for his carelessness. He had underestimated Ji Xichan's savage ambition and resolve.

He never imagined she would secretly threaten Gu Nan and orchestrate an elaborate swap, sending him down a path of no return.

In the end, Ji Xichan even used Gu Nan's life as leverage, blackmailing him into continuing their sordid and immoral relationship...

The only thing Pei Yuhang could take comfort in was that after a century of growth, he was still able to calmly suppress Ji Xichan, this younger version of the Business Saintess.

'Forget it. I'll just lock these depraved memories away for now. The most important thing is to figure out what anniversary gift to get for my Dao Companion!'

Pei Yuhang focused on his Dao Companion's pure, beautiful smile, driving the depraved and decadent images from his mind.

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"Mistress, this is the soup Master brewed for you. You should drink it while it's hot."

Yu Xiaoyan pushed open the door and brought a bowl of thick, milky-white Ten-Complete Yin Replenishing Soup to Ye Liyuan.

When Ye Liyuan saw that Ah Han hadn't brought it himself, a flicker of disappointment showed in her eyes.

She had wanted to wait for Ah Han to bring the soup so she could apologize to him, but he hadn't come.

'Is he really still angry with me?'

Ye Liyuan's fingers clenched so tightly that her cherry-red palms turned white.

It had all started a few days ago.

On that day, Ye Liyuan had fully recovered. Feeling that her "combat strength" had improved after drinking the yin-replenishing soup for so many days, she decided it was time to show her Dao Companion what she could do.

So, for the first time in a long while, she took the initiative and suggested to Ah Han that they share a room.

But then—

"Liyuan... I've recently had a flash of insight in my cultivation, so I must abstain from carnal pleasures. Let's continue sleeping in separate rooms for now."

After finally mustering the courage to take the initiative, Ye Liyuan was bluntly rejected by Ah Han. One can only imagine the blow she felt.

In a fit of pique, she said miserably, "You jerk, Ah Han! You're just making excuses because you're sick of me!"

"I know I'm inadequate! If you don't want to, just say so! Why make up other excuses?"

After saying her piece, Ye Liyuan ran off, completely heartbroken. Her tears scattered in the air, carried away by the wind.

Over the next few days, Pei Yuhang came by often to apologize, but Ye Liyuan was still sulking and refused to open the door for him.

Thinking back on it now, Ye Liyuan felt ridiculous. 'How could I take out my frustrations over my own shortcomings on Ah Han?'

Sometimes, Ye Liyuan truly felt she didn't deserve her Sword Immortal Dao Companion...

Ye Liyuan lowered her head, falling into a gloomy state once more.

Yu Xiaoyan sensed her mistress's dejection and knew she must be sulking because she hadn't seen her master. 'Master will be back soon anyway,' she thought. 'I might as well use this chance to get on Mistress's good side and earn more of her trust.'

"Are you missing Master, Mistress?"

"Ah? Miss your master? Impossible! I... why would I miss him?"

Ye Liyuan was being stubborn out of habit, unwilling to reveal her softer side in front of a junior.

"Don't you want to know where Master went, Mistress?"

"What does it matter to me where he goes..."

Despite her words, Ye Liyuan leaned slightly toward Yu Xiaoyan, her delicate pink ears perked up, betraying just how much she wanted to know what Pei Yuhang was up to.

Yu Xiaoyan found her mistress's contradictory behavior—saying one thing while her body language said another—oddly amusing. 'This natural, clueless cuteness... no wonder Master spoils her so much.'

"Master did want to bring you the soup himself, you know."

"But my senior martial sister started fighting with Sister Ji again, so Master had to give the soup to me and go break it up."

"Judging by the time, Master should be back any minute now."

"Ah Han is coming over right now?"

Ye Liyuan blurted out in delight. When she caught herself, she felt she had been far too unreserved, completely lacking the dignified air expected of a master's wife.

She faked a cough and said, "Ahem... Xiaoxiao, you should go back to your sword practice. I need to... tidy up the room a bit."

Yu Xiaoyan knew her outwardly aloof mistress definitely wanted to pretty herself up before Master arrived. She pursed her lips but obediently took her leave.

After sending Yu Xiaoyan away, Ye Liyuan did exactly as her disciple had predicted. She began tidying her clothes and hair, even taking out a dusty old makeup box she hadn't used in ages.

Just as she was trying to recall her makeup routine, a mischievous puff of hot, moist air was suddenly blown into her delicate ear.

"Ah!"

Ye Liyuan cried out and turned to see Pei Yuhang watching her with a roguish grin.

"Ah Han, you jerk! You only dare to tease me because your cultivation is so high now!"

Face flushed with embarrassment, Ye Liyuan huffed and lightly pounded a fist on Pei Yuhang's shoulder.

"Who's to blame but you for being so cute, Liyuan? Other Fairies wish I would tease them, but I can't even be bothered."

Pei Yuhang wrapped his arms around his Dao Companion's slender waist, whispering more sweet nothings in her ear. "Liyuan, you're beautiful even without getting all dressed up."

"Hmph, you're just saying that to trick me..."

"I'm not tricking you. Don't you trust my taste, Liyuan? As the most handsome man in the Xuanyuan Dao Sect, I naturally must be Dao Companions with the most beautiful woman in the Xuanyuan Dao Sect."

"Such sweet talk. Who knows how many young fairies you've tricked with that silver tongue of yours."

Despite her words, Ye Liyuan's heart felt as sweet as honey.

"Liyuan, let's go down the mountain and travel tomorrow."

"Didn't you want to go on a honeymoon? Let's spend three days in a world of our own—just you and me."

"This is your anniversary gift. No precious Magical Treasures or rare spiritual pills and elixirs, just this unromantic Ah Han of yours to keep you company. Do you like it?"

Pei Yuhang gently tapped Ye Liyuan's little nose, making her huff softly.

"I do."