Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 312 310: A Call from Liyuan

"What's wrong, Master? You've seemed so listless ever since we came back from Sister Lin's."

Qing Yueqiu blinked her ruby-red eyes, then reached out and gently poked Pei Yuhang's cheek. She teased him in a coquettish tone:

"Could it be that Master is that worried about Sister Lin? If so, why don't we move onto her Spiritual Ship, hmm?"

Ever since the two of them had taken that forbidden step.

Qing Yueqiu had become even clingier with Pei Yuhang, as if she needed to be close to her master at all times just to feel at ease.

At this moment, Qing Yueqiu was lying in Pei Yuhang's arms, gazing at the side of his flawless, jade-like face.

Her tone held a hint of probing. Her crimson eyes were fixed on Pei Yuhang's face, a cunning glint in them, like a mischievous little fox testing its prey's reaction.

Her fingers still rested on Pei Yuhang's cheek, her fingertips caressing him gently with a mix of attachment and reluctance to let go.

However, Qing Yueqiu had guessed wrong this time. Pei Yuhang wasn't thinking of Lin Qianyan, but another young woman.

The image of Ji Xichan's sorrowful expression, as if all color had drained from her world, still lingered in Pei Yuhang's mind.

But… Pei Yuhang didn't feel any regret.

'Since I've already decided to completely sever that forbidden relationship with Ji Xichan.'

'Then using such decisive words to break her heart was the right choice.'

'This way, maybe she'll see my indifference clearly and stop having any delusions about me.'

'After this collaboration to hunt the Mirage Dragon is over…'

'I should send her back to Chen Tiansheng, and we'll never see each other again.'

Just as Pei Yuhang was lost in thought, a small hand suddenly snapped in front of his face. The sound pulled him from his wandering reverie.

Seeing Pei Yuhang lost in a daze, Qing Yueqiu couldn't help but feel a tiny little bit of jealousy.

'I'm lying right here in your arms, Master! How could you be holding me, playing with my hair, while thinking about another woman!'

Like an angry kitten, the young woman began to squirm and twist in Pei Yuhang's embrace.

"Stop messing around, Yueqiu."

Pei Yuhang's helpless yet indulgent voice only made the smile on Qing Yueqiu's lips deepen, a flash of triumph in her eyes.

She gently pulled her hand back, placing it behind her. Leaning forward slightly, she brought her face close to Pei Yuhang's and said in a feigned, aggrieved tone:

"Master, are you getting tired of me? Or are you really so preoccupied with Sister Lin that you won't even spare me a glance?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry.

Qing Yueqiu's cheeks were faintly flushed, as alluring as peach blossoms blooming in the spring.

Seeing her like this, the frustration in Pei Yuhang's heart couldn't help but melt away.

'Maybe I should just focus more on the one I love who's right in front of me.'

'I shouldn't overthink the rest.'

He sighed softly, raised a hand to ruffle the top of Qing Yueqiu's head, and spoke with a tone of helpless indulgence:

"Yueqiu, you're getting more and more mischievous… How have you become just like you were as a child? You've lost all your reserve."

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Qing Yueqiu's eyes flashed with contentment, and the smile on her lips grew even brighter.

She gently nuzzled his palm like a coddled kitten, her eyes filled with attachment and joy.

"Master, a reserved little kitten gets no fish~"

"Only a bold, bad kitty gets to steal a taste~!"

As Qing Yueqiu spoke, she slowly sat up and licked the tip of her tongue. Her crimson eyes seemed to burn with an ardent flame, fixed on Pei Yuhang's face, the lust within them impossible to hide.

"Master, this little kitty has gone to the dark side and wants to steal a taste now~"

As she spoke, the young woman parted her red lips and blew a fragrant breath against Pei Yuhang's neck.

Pei Yuhang felt a jolt, as if a current of electricity had passed through the spot where her warm, moist breath touched him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He said softly, "Yueqiu, don't you ever get tired?

Letting lust seep into your very marrow is not a good sign."

Hearing this, Qing Yueqiu let out a light laugh. Instead, she hooked Pei Yuhang's chin, looking down at him as she said:

"Whose fault is it that Master is so alluring? With Master around, a little debauchery is unavoidable~"

…

…

Another ridiculous night passed.

All the way until dawn, the bad kitty Qing Yueqiu still wanted to pull Pei Yuhang down with her into the decadent Abyss.

Pei Yuhang's brow was tightly furrowed, a trace of regret and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He heaved a deep sigh, his voice low and heavy. "Yueqiu! You used to be such a good, motivated child!

You could train diligently for an entire night. How did you become so self-indulgent!"

His tone held a hint of reprimand, but it was filled more with deep disappointment.

At his words, Qing Yueqiu blinked her bewitching crimson eyes. She let out a soft huff, her voice clear but carrying a hint of provocation:

"It's all Master's fault! Who was it that seduced me!"

Pei Yuhang raised an eyebrow, the corners of his lips turning up slightly in a half-smile.

"I seduced you? Are you sure you don't have that backward?"

Hearing this, Qing Yueqiu gave a mischievous smile and looked up at Pei Yuhang with feigned innocence. "What, is Master admitting that he was seduced by his dear disciple?

If word of this got out, I wonder how many Sword Cultivators who admire the Cold Sun Sword Immortal would have their Dao Hearts shattered~

The famous Sword Immortal Pei, known for his sincere love, couldn't control himself in the face of his disciple's beauty…"

The young woman smiled wickedly, tracing circles on Pei Yuhang's chest with her fingertip in a gentle yet teasing motion.

Pei Yuhang blushed. He coughed lightly and said with feigned composure:

"Then wouldn't your reputation be even worse, Yueqiu? Harboring improper intentions toward the master who raised you. All reserved and aloof on the surface, but in reality, you're just a little vixen~!"

As he spoke, he flicked the young woman's forehead.

Qing Yueqiu yelped in pain and immediately pounced on Pei Yuhang, nipping him like a kitten and mumbling indistinctly:

"Then you're the great Wandering Sword Immortal! We're a match made in heaven! Hahaha~"

Thrown back a step by her pounce, Pei Yuhang didn't push her away. Instead, he reached out and gently wrapped his arm around her lithe yet supple waist.

The master and disciple fooled around for a while longer. As they played, a watery sheen once again appeared in the young woman's crimson eyes.

When Pei Yuhang noticed, he inwardly cursed. 'This is bad.'

Although he and Yueqiu called each other little flirts, it was all just a joke.

Pei Yuhang didn't want Yueqiu to truly waste her potential. Although he could help his beloved disciple cultivate faster through dual cultivation, the Dual Cultivation Method was a double-edged sword that could corrode a Cultivator's Dao Heart.

Once one succumbed to that fast and pleasurable cultivation method, it would actually lower a Cultivator's potential.

This was fatal for a Sword Cultivator. What's more, Qing Yueqiu was also carrying a curse; if she lost her willpower, her fate would be even more tragic.

So this time, no matter how Qing Yueqiu teased and pleaded, Pei Yuhang turned his face away and refused her.

"Hmph, if you won't, then you won't. Bad Master~!"

After her repeated requests failed, Qing Yueqiu grumbled, her face aggrieved as she started ignoring Pei Yuhang.

BUZZ—BUZZ—

Just then, the Transmission Token buzzed again.

The young woman's ears twitched, seemingly curious about who was calling her master this time.

[Ah Han~]

A virtuous and gentle voice came from the Transmission Token. When Qing Yueqiu heard it, her cherry-pink lips slowly curled into a wicked smile.

"Liyuan, has something happened at the Cold Palace Sword Mansion?"

Seeing the corners of Qing Yueqiu's mouth lift, Pei Yuhang had a bad feeling.

On top of that, he now held an unspeakable, guilty secret from his Dao Companion, and his voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

[What, can't I just call Ah Han for a chat if there's nothing wrong? Honestly, you've been gone for two days and haven't even thought to send me a single transmission…]

Ye Liyuan's plaintive voice sounded, and only then did Pei Yuhang realize that for the past two days, he had been immersed in the tender embrace of his head disciple, completely ignoring his Dao Companion's feelings.

He pressed his lips together, and just as he was about to comfort his Dao Companion, he saw Qing Yueqiu crawl over gracefully like a small cat.

"Yueqiu, get away! I'm talking to your master's wife!"

Pei Yuhang's lips parted as he silently mouthed a warning to his disciple to get away and stop being mischievous.

But Qing Yueqiu didn't stop at all. She licked the tip of her tongue, about to cause trouble.

[Ah Han, why did you stop talking?]

"Oh, I was just adjusting the Compass to make sure the Spiritual Ship doesn't lose its way…"

Ye Liyuan's voice sounded again. Pei Yuhang had no choice but to focus on responding to his Dao Companion first.

With her master no longer stopping her, Qing Yueqiu could finally do as she pleased~

[Hm? Ah Han, what's wrong? Why do you suddenly sound so strange?]

Ye Liyuan seemed to have noticed something was off with Pei Yuhang and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Beads of sweat formed on Pei Yuhang's forehead. He forced himself to remain calm and said softly, "It's nothing, Liyuan. I'm… practicing my swordplay right now. It's normal to be a little out of breath from the exercise."