Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 205 - 204: The Senior and Junior Disciples Argue Over Their Master

Comforted by his Dao Companion, Pei Yuhang gradually steadied his mind.

He lay in Liyuan's arms, his head resting on his Dao Companion's warm, soft thighs. "I'm sorry, Liyuan..." he whispered. "I woke you."

Hearing this, a look of displeasure crossed Ye Liyuan's pretty face.

She started squishing Pei Yuhang's cheeks as if he were made of clay, twisting the Sword Immortal's cold, handsome face into all sorts of funny expressions.

"You silly Ah Han! What's our relationship? And you're still being so formal with me!"

"You rascal. And here you are, pretending to be a gentleman? Weren't you just teasing me before we fell asleep...?"

"Anyway, it's only natural for me to be good to you. You don't need to thank me! It's just like... just like how you're always good to me, never asking for anything in return."

Ye Liyuan said with a pout, as if she felt that Ah Han being so formal was an insult to her.

As Pei Yuhang listened to his Dao Companion's heartfelt words, he could feel his own heart beat a little faster.

In that moment, he suddenly wanted to tell his Dao Companion everything...

'If I just tell her, we can face it together—'

Pei Yuhang's mouth opened, but then slowly closed.

He couldn't afford the risk.

He didn't dare to. If the price of losing was Liyuan leaving him forever, it was a price far too heavy for Pei Yuhang to bear. He couldn't imagine a life without her.

He couldn't lose.

So, the only way was not to gamble at all. If you don't play, you can't lose.

A pang of grief struck Pei Yuhang's heart again. The transgressive image of his intimate moment with that wicked woman, an affair hidden from his Dao Companion, began to flood his mind.

His heart grew heavier with bitterness. Despondently, he buried his face in Liyuan's lap, not daring to meet his Dao Companion's gaze.

Ye Liyuan remained silent, simply running her fingers through Pei Yuhang's hair over and over again. She gently massaged the pressure points on his scalp, hoping to ease his stress, even if just a little.

After a period of silence in the bedroom...

"Liyuan, I've been lying on your lap for a while. Are you getting uncomfortable?"

With that, Pei Yuhang prepared to sit up, lest his Dao Companion's legs go numb.

But a pair of delicate hands gently pushed him back down.

"It's okay. I feel... when you lie on my lap, Ah Han, the tickle of your breath... it's quite nice, actually."

The moonlight filtering through the window paper cast a glow on Ye Liyuan's face, making her shy blush all the more captivating.

Pei Yuhang seemed mesmerized. "Liyuan, you're so beautiful," he murmured.

Ye Liyuan poked his nose playfully. "I've always been beautiful, haven't I?~"

Then, she leaned down and kissed him.

"Liyuan, it's almost dawn. Maybe we shouldn't go back to sleep."

"Then what should we do with the remaining hour?"

"Of course, we continue... Heh heh heh~"

"You're awful. I knew you were a bad man. The moment you get your energy back, you start teasing me. You were cuter when you were moping just now. Mmph~"

...

...

The wicked Sword Immortal began his torment of the kind and lovely Fairy Liyuan first thing in the morning.

As a result, they both missed the violet-tinged light of the rising sun, and with it, the most optimal time of day for cultivation.

On the training grounds, the two disciples waiting for their Master to instruct them in Swordsmanship were destined to be disappointed.

After waiting a long time without any sign of their Master, they had no choice but to begin cultivating on their own so as not to waste the dense Spiritual Qi of the early morning.

But even as she began her breathing exercises for Qi Refining, Yu Xiaoyan couldn't quiet her mind. She kept glancing toward Pei Yuhang's residence, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.

'You rotten Master! You awful Master—!!'

'You took my Red Pill just yesterday, and today I can't even catch a glimpse of you!'

Yu Xiaoyan, who had tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, imagining how she would greet her Master tomorrow with a shy, joyful expression, now clenched her fists. A tide of indignation washed over her, battering her Dao Heart.

'I was looking forward to seeing my Master again so much!'

'Damn it, damn it!!'

Yu Xiaoyan had a sinking feeling. The reason Pei Yuhang hadn't come for the morning lesson was most likely because he was fooling around with his wife.

At this thought, Yu Xiaoyan's sense of injustice grew even stronger.

'So you feel like you've wronged your wife, but you don't feel like you've wronged me?!'

Sensing Xiaoxiao's burgeoning resentment, Yu Gu Nan silently added a comment:

'But Xiaoxiao, you were the one who forced Master yesterday. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be you to him.'

"..."

Faced with Yu Gu Nan's soul-searching question, Yu Xiaoyan was momentarily speechless.

Which only made her even angrier!

Meanwhile, Qing Yueqiu's senses had reached a new height since her initial comprehension of Killing Momentum. She noticed the chaos in Yu Xiaoyan's thoughts and frowned slightly.

With their Master absent, she felt it was her duty as the Senior Sister to guide her Junior Sister.

"Xiaoxiao, when you cultivate, you must sink your qi to your Dantian and clear your mind of chaotic thoughts. Otherwise, it could cause lasting harm to your Dao Heart..."

Hearing Qing Yueqiu's advice only made Yu Xiaoyan more irritated.

'This little virgin doesn't even know what Master is like, and she's getting that itch to lecture again.'

She clicked her tongue and said dismissively,

"Why don't you focus on your own cultivation, Senior Sister? I know what I'm doing."

Qing Yueqiu shook her head. "If you slack off in your cultivation whenever Master is away, then as your Senior Sister, I have the right to discipline you."

'Discipline me? How ridiculous. Even Master doesn't speak to me in that tone. What makes you think you can?'

Just as Yu Xiaoyan was about to retort, a sound of slicing air came from above.

When the two young women opened their eyes, a figure in white robes was already standing before them.

"Master."

Qing Yueqiu's eyes lit up, but she demurely hid her excitement and was the first to bow to Pei Yuhang.

Yu Xiaoyan, however, remained impassive. She even let out a cold huff, as if throwing a petty tantrum.

This greatly confused Qing Yueqiu. Her Junior Sister was usually thrilled to see their Master.

Why the sudden change in her personality?

Qing Yueqiu didn't know the reason, but Pei Yuhang certainly did.

'Given her past, Xiaoxiao is naturally sensitive. She must have misunderstood, thinking I came late this morning because I was deliberately avoiding her.'

He took the initiative to apologize to his two disciples. "Yueqiu, Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry. Something came up unexpectedly, which is why I'm late for our morning lesson."

"It's alright, Master..."

Qing Yueqiu was already happy just to see her Master; she never would have expected to receive an apology from him as well.

She was flattered and about to tell her Master not to be so formal when Yu Xiaoyan's sharp voice cut in from the side.

"A Master who arrives later than his own disciples and fails to lead by example certainly should apologize!"

Qing Yueqiu's fine brows furrowed as she spoke with displeasure.

"Junior Sister, how can you speak to Master with such disrespect?"

"What's wrong with how I'm speaking? Master himself admitted he was wrong. Am I not allowed to point it out?"

'Besides, what's my relationship with Master, and what's yours?'

'How would a little virgin like you know that this isn't just me and Master flirting?!'

Although Yu Xiaoyan was seething with anger, she rationally held back the last two thoughts and did not say them aloud.