Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 306 304: Yueqiu, Even If Master Is Impure, Do You Still Want Me...?

The second attempt to seal the Curse Seal did not go smoothly. Pei Yuhang could clearly feel that the Curse Seal's resistance to the Golden Sun Seal was several times stronger than the first time.

'Don't tell me this Curse Seal has adaptive growth properties?!' he lamented inwardly.

'Damn it. Who on earth is the person who planted such a vicious curse on Yueqiu? I've never seen such a method before!'

Pei Yuhang silently increased the output of his Pure Yang True Qi and began a prolonged struggle with the Curse Seal, attempting to suppress it once more.

At this moment, Pei Yuhang's posture as he suppressed the Curse Seal for Qing Yueqiu was somewhat improper.

Qing Yueqiu lay prone on the bed, her legs, clad in creamy-white silk stockings, stretched out straight. The exquisite curves from her upper body to the tips of her toes were clearly visible.

At first, out of the dignity befitting a master, Pei Yuhang had stood at the head of the bed to suppress the Curse Seal's power for Qing Yueqiu.

But after channeling a large amount of Pure Yang True Qi, even Pei Yuhang, with his Giant Sun Saint Body, couldn't help but feel a little breathless.

Qing Yueqiu couldn't bear to see her master so exhausted. She lifted her head and said softly,

"Master, sit on me… to treat Yueqiu. You've been standing for a full hour."

Her voice was as gentle as the wind, tinged with a pleading tone, as if she feared her master's refusal yet also feared she hadn't spoken with enough conviction.

"It's fine, Yueqiu. Just stay lying down. I'm fine standing."

Pei Yuhang shook his head slightly, his tone gentle yet firm and unwavering.

Fine beads of sweat dotted his brow. He was clearly exhausted, but he forced himself to carry on.

Hearing her master's strained words, Qing Yueqiu's brow furrowed slightly, a flash of heartache in her eyes. She bit her lip, her tone taking on a stubborn edge:

"Master, if you don't sit on me, I won't let you treat me anymore!"

As she spoke, Qing Yueqiu stubbornly began to get up. Although the Golden Sun Seal had yet to suppress the Curse Seal's power, she already felt much better and had regained her vitality.

Pei Yuhang, of course, would not allow his disciple to be so reckless. He sighed softly and said helplessly, "Alright, then I'll… sit on you to treat you."

In the end, Pei Yuhang relented to his head disciple.

"Mhm, hurry up, Master~"

A brilliant smile blossomed on Qing Yueqiu's face. Her small feet bounced up and down like cute white rabbits, her toes tapping lightly on the bed, looking exceptionally lively.

"…"

"Master, could you sit back a little further? It's not very comfortable with you on my waist. Besides, it's softer back here... It won't be so hard for you, and you'll be more comfortable, right?"

Her voice held a hint of coquettishness, and her crimson eyes revealed a sly cunning, as if she were testing her master's limits.

Hearing this, a flash of embarrassment crossed Pei Yuhang's face, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red. He gave a light cough, his tone a little strained,

"Yueqiu, any further back... is too, too improper."

Pei Yuhang was now sitting on Qing Yueqiu. This angle... was a little problematic.

He averted his gaze slightly and silently chanted Liyuan's name in his mind to steady his heart.

Seeing her master starting to act all prim and proper again, Qing Yueqiu's crimson eyes showed a hint of vexation.

The corners of her lips twitched, her tone carrying a hint of provocation. "Then is it proper for a master to kiss his disciple?"

Qing Yueqiu's voice was soft, yet it struck Pei Yuhang's heart like a heavy hammer.

Pei Yuhang was momentarily speechless, the blush on his face deepening.

His fingers trembled slightly, a flash of panic and struggle in his eyes.

Qing Yueqiu felt her master's flustered movements behind her. A flicker of triumph flashed in her eyes, which then softened.

She sighed softly, her tone a mixture of helplessness and fondness:

"Master, you're always so formal. Why do you insist on being so reserved in front of Yueqiu?

Don't tell me you think putting on a serious, proper front for Yueqiu is cool~?"

Pei Yuhang couldn't stand being teased by his disciple like this.

He steeled his heart and sat back abruptly.

"You told me to sit, so I'm sitting. Now you, you little rascal, be still so I can suppress this curse for you."

Feeling the weight on her bottom, Qing Yueqiu's face flushed crimson. She bit her lip, completely losing the sharp-tongued demeanor she had just a moment ago.

A subtle sensation spread through her heart, a tingling, ticklish feeling that reached her very fingertips. For a moment, she forgot the pain from the Curse Seal, completely immersed in this wonderful feeling.

'Just this, and it feels so wonderful…'

'What would happen if we went a step further?'

As Qing Yueqiu thought of this, her long, slender feet straightened.

It was then that Pei Yuhang also realized something was wrong.

'This...'

He swallowed, wondering if he should remind Yueqiu to change her undergarments.

But Pei Yuhang instinctively felt that raising such a topic was dangerous. It seemed that once spoken, everything would plunge headlong into a forbidden abyss, never to return.

'I'll just pretend not to notice…'

'This silly girl… if she wants to secretly take liberties with me, then let her…'

Pei Yuhang remained silent, pretending not to have noticed anything, and continued to silently apply the seal to restrain the Curse Seal.

Meanwhile, Qing Yueqiu would squirm from time to time, wiggling her little bottom.

The sound of clothes rubbing was jarring in the quiet bedroom.

Pei Yuhang, however, pretended to be deaf to it. He kept a straight face, his only thought to quickly seal the detestable Curse Seal and escape this dangerous atmosphere.

...

However, Pei Yuhang had greatly underestimated the Curse Seal's stubbornness.

He continued treating Yueqiu like this until the sun set and the full moon rose, but he still hadn't completely suppressed the Curse Seal. Instead, he himself was on the verge of collapse.

'Who is this Ji Shenyun that Luminous mentioned? The Curse Seal she cast is even stronger than the one Shang Miaoyan left on me!

'At first, my Pure Yang True Qi could restrain it, but now it's become so difficult to handle…'

Sweat dripped from Pei Yuhang's forehead, falling directly onto Qing Yueqiu's back. It soaked her collar, rendering her clothes transparent.

Sensing her master's exhaustion, a look of heartache flashed in Qing Yueqiu's eyes.

"Master, you should stop and rest for a bit. If you keep this up, you'll be the one to collapse first."

Pei Yuhang shook his head. Even as sweat trickled down his cheeks from his temples and his eyes looked weary, his voice remained deep and powerful.

"No. I've only managed to slowly suppress this Demon Seal after much difficulty. If I don't press on and quell it completely in one go, I'll have no way to save you, Yueqiu, once the Curse Seal fully adapts to the Golden Sun Seal!"

Hearing this, a complicated look flickered in Qing Yueqiu's eyes. As if having thought of something, she bit her lip, her voice becoming calm and clear:

"Master, this Curse Seal has growth properties, right?"

"That's right."

"Then even if you succeed this time, Master, how long can you suppress the Curse Seal for?"

At her words, Pei Yuhang's gaze dimmed. He said in a low voice,

"If you, Yueqiu, don't use a large amount of Spiritual Qi and ensure it remains stable in your body, perhaps it can be sealed for another five to seven days…"

"And what about after five to seven days? We won't even be able to reach the Northern Desert in that time, let alone find and slay the Mirage Dragon."

At this moment, Qing Yueqiu's voice was exceptionally calm as she reminded Pei Yuhang of the grim outcome.

The next time, Pei Yuhang would very likely be unable to suppress the Curse Seal left by Ji Shenyun again.

After realizing this, his expression was one of helplessness. But even with the dark path ahead, he still said,

"But Yueqiu, no matter what, I won't give up."

Qing Yueqiu shook her head, a flash of determination in her crimson eyes. She boldly grabbed Pei Yuhang's wrist.

"No, Master. You don't understand what I mean."

"Didn't you say this Curse Seal will gradually adapt to the suppression of your Seed Demon Seal?

In that case, why not use your strongest seal from the very beginning? That way, we might be able to last until we find the Mirage Dragon."

'The strongest sealing method…'

Qing Yueqiu slowly sat up, positioning herself in front of Pei Yuhang. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, accentuating the fairness of her cheeks. The tips of her ears, however, were already tinged with crimson, like thin clouds reflecting the sunset.

Her crimson eyes gazed directly at her master, filled with tender affection.

"Master, use the true Seed Demon Seal on me. If you don't use it now… it will be too late to use it in the future."

The silver-haired girl had initiated this embarrassing topic herself. Even though her ears were completely red, she continued to look straight at Pei Yuhang, not averting her gaze.

Pei Yuhang swallowed, his eyes cast downward, his long lashes casting a shadow beneath them.

His voice was a little hoarse, carrying a suppressed emotion. "Yueqiu, you want it that badly…?"

"That's right, Master! I want it—"

Qing Yueqiu's voice suddenly rose, filled with urgency and determination.

A hint of madness flashed in her eyes, as if emotions long suppressed had finally found an outlet.

She lunged forward, her hands on Pei Yuhang's chest, and pushed him down onto the bed.

"I'm going crazy wanting it!"

Qing Yueqiu's voice was filled with possessiveness. She made no attempt to hide the aggression and intent in her eyes, staring nakedly and greedily at Pei Yuhang beneath her.

This was her benefactor, the one who had rescued her from the mortal world. Her master, who had taught her everything she knew.

"Yueqiu, I'm not worthy of you… I'm no longer that noble Sword Immortal you once admired. I'm… unclean now."

Pei Yuhang's voice was full of self-deprecation. His heart was in turmoil; he seemed to want to push her away, yet deep down, he yearned for her to be closer.

'So, I've long since been "poisoned" as well.'

Pei Yuhang turned his head away, not daring to meet Qing Yueqiu's scorching gaze, as if afraid of being burned.

However, Qing Yueqiu reached out with a slender finger, touching it to Pei Yuhang's chin and forcing him to look at her.

Her beautiful eyes twinkled with cunning as she deliberately teased Pei Yuhang with a mischievous smile.

"Master, actually… I think you being a little dissolute isn't so bad."

"If you were really as cold and aloof as I remember, then I would never have dared to do something so outrageous to you, Master~"

As Qing Yueqiu spoke, she leaned down, her silky silver hair draping beside Pei Yuhang's face. Her lips parted slightly, and her silvery teeth bit down on his earlobe, sending a slight sting and a tingling numbness through him.

Her warm, sweet breath washed over Pei Yuhang's face, causing all the turmoil in his heart to vanish completely.

His eyes were dazed, full of struggle. With his last shred of reason, he said,

"Yueqiu, this is the last time I'll ask…"

Before Pei Yuhang could finish, Qing Yueqiu sealed his lips with her own.

The young woman gave her answer with her actions.

'Master, if you're really a Wandering Sword Immortal, then Yueqiu will just have to work hard to squeeze you dry, so you have no energy left to wander…'

Qing Yueqiu thought.