Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 237 - 235: Saintess, Disciple, and Senior Sister's Asura Field

"Yueqiu, you should change... That outfit is covered in blood. Walking around like that, people might mistake you for a Demon Cultivator."

Pei Yuhang suddenly halted his Sword Control and spoke slowly to Qing Yueqiu behind him.

Qing Yueqiu nodded. "Then I'll put on the Immortal Skirt that Master gave me."

As she spoke, the young woman began to unfasten the collar of her dress right in front of Pei Yuhang, revealing half of a fair, lovely shoulder.

"Stop! Don't change here!"

Pei Yuhang maneuvered his Flying Sword into a dive, heading for the forest below and setting Qing Yueqiu down.

"You can change here... Call me when you're done."

After saying this, Pei Yuhang departed on his sword.

A moment later, the young woman's call came from the forest. "Master, you can come get me now."

Pei Yuhang immediately descended on his sword. After pushing aside a patch of tall grass, a magnificent worldly sight of skin whiter than snow appeared before him.

"You girl, are you deliberately teasing me?!"

Pei Yuhang chided her hastily, then covered his eyes and fled haphazardly on his sword, leaving the silver-haired girl behind, clutching her stomach and laughing so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.

This was the first time she had laughed so happily since that lonely, cold, rainy night with her Master.

After her fit of laughter, a blush appeared on Qing Yueqiu's face.

She gently slipped on the graceful, silvery-white Immortal Skirt and whispered, 'I'm such a shameless, wicked disciple... But then again, Master is no perfect gentleman either~'

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「Before the Dao Sect's gates.」

A giant wheel, as wide as a Kun Peng, had long been waiting, its entire body radiating a divine, otherworldly light.

Even though only twelve disciples were heading to the Secret Realm in the Kunlun Mountain Range this time, the Sect Leader, wanting to display the majesty of the Dao Sect as the paramount sect of the Righteous Dao, had still arranged for such an extravagant Spiritual Giant Wheel for their transport.

The daily Spirit Stone consumption of this Spirit Wheel was estimated to be equivalent to the entire foundation of a small sect. It was the epitome of showing off, causing the disciples about to board to flush with excitement, their hearts filled with a sense of mission.

Pei Yuhang and Qing Yueqiu were the last pair to arrive.

He slowly descended with his eldest disciple, who was about to board and depart. He had intended to give Yueqiu some last-minute instructions, but his breath caught when he saw two beautiful women chatting and laughing by the ship. His attention was completely captivated by them.

One of them, a glamorous yet noble beauty in a black dress with a Honglian print, was naturally the recent distinguished guest of the Dao Sect, the Saintess of the Yin Yang Sacred Land, Shang Miaoyan.

And the other, an elegant Fairy in a simple green dress, was Pei Yuhang's senior sister, Lu Ruoxi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Looking at Lu Ruoxi's figure, Pei Yuhang subconsciously recalled that morning when, by a strange twist of fate, he had taken charge of the Dao Sect's highest Jade Maiden Peak... and the clear tears Senior Sister Lu had shed when she said goodbye.

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother. It was all my fault that we wrongly spent a night together... I can't disturb your life with Junior Sister Ye. You should forget this mistaken experience of ours.

From now on... we'll meet again if fate allows."

'Senior Sister...'

"Master, how long are you going to leave me hanging here? Or should I say, are those two more capable of capturing your attention than Yueqiu is?"

A faint, orchid-scented breath tickled his ear.

Pei Yuhang instinctively looked at Qing Yueqiu's red eyes, which were staring straight at him, and couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

Just as Pei Yuhang was planning to coax Yueqiu onto the ship first, and then catch up with Senior Sister Lu to ask about her situation after the troublesome Shang Miaoyan had left...

As luck would have it, Shang Miaoyan's alluring voice rang out at the most inopportune moment.

"Pei Sword Immortal, you're here too~

Won't you come over and reminisce with me and Lu Fairy? I just heard that Lu Fairy is your senior sister. It's such a small world. It seems any rarely seen beauty is an acquaintance of yours, Pei Sword Immortal~"

As the Saintess, Shang Miaoyan's invitation to Pei Yuhang instantly drew several pairs of eyes toward him, some openly, some furtively.

He cursed Shang Miaoyan internally—'what a woman with a wicked sense of humor!'—knowing she only enjoyed harassing him with her roguish tricks. Then, with some resignation, he said to Qing Yueqiu:

"Yueqiu... Master has some things to attend to. You should board the ship first. It wouldn't be good to be late."

Qing Yueqiu nonchalantly glanced in Shang Miaoyan and Lu Ruoxi's direction, then shook her head, her expression impassive.

"Don't worry, Master. A Spirit Ship this large will need some time to power up before it can depart. I'll just follow you to go and greet those two elders."

Qing Yueqiu put a heavy emphasis on the word "elders."

Pei Yuhang immediately had a bad feeling, but seeing the persistence in Yueqiu's eyes, he could only brace himself and lead his disciple over.

After their last conversation had ended on bad terms, this pair of "old foxes," Shang Miaoyan and Lu Ruoxi, were still able to chat and laugh without a change in expression, a testament to their incredible self-control. But when they saw Qing Yueqiu following Pei Yuhang over, they both froze for a moment.

They both remembered this young woman. She was Pei Yuhang's eldest disciple and had supposedly been with him for over thirty years.

Both of them had met her before, and with their sharp eyes, they could naturally see Qing Yueqiu's forbidden affection for her master.

Logically, a woman like Qing Yueqiu—beautiful, with a cool and transcendent aura, deeply bonded with Pei Yuhang and in love with him, staying by his side day and night—should have been their number one rival, a sharp thorn in their side.

But both Shang Miaoyan and Lu Ruoxi had come to the same conclusion.

That this girl was no cause for concern.

Because Qing Yueqiu had the desire but not the nerve. She was too naive, and her covetous feelings for Pei Yuhang dared only to exist in her fantasies...

In short, there was no possibility of her snatching Pei Yuhang away from Shang and Lu. Her threat level was even lower than that of her junior sister, or even the Saint Son's personal disciple who was now living at the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.

But now, as Shang and Lu saw Qing Yueqiu again...

All their past impressions of her were completely overturned.

It was an indescribable feeling, perhaps a woman's intuition.

In that moment, both Shang and Lu classified Qing Yueqiu as one of their own—a carnivorous woman at the top of the "food chain"!

"Elder Shang, Elder Lu."

"Greetings. I am Qing Yueqiu, the eldest disciple of Pei Sword Immortal."

Qing Yueqiu bowed and greeted them obediently. Although her every gesture of etiquette was impeccable, the "Elder" prefix that accompanied it was incredibly grating to Shang and Lu's ears.

'Elder...?!!'

Women are naturally sensitive and wary about age, and even Fairies are no exception.

A Fairy's beauty may be eternal, but that doesn't mean time leaves no trace upon her.

Upon hearing the term "Elder," both Shang Miaoyan and Lu Ruoxi felt like they had taken "true damage." Ordinarily, they might have been magnanimous enough to ignore it.

But this was in front of Pei Yuhang, and with the two "elders" as a foil, Qing Yueqiu naturally became the picture of invincible youth!

In an instant, invisible flames and lightning crackled between the three women. Pei Yuhang vaguely sensed this magnetic field and closed his eyes, mentally exhausted.

'Damn you, Sect Leader! Why did you have to prepare such a ridiculously slow-to-start Spiritual Giant Wheel?! Yueqiu, just get on the ship already...'