Chapter 321 - 319: Master, You Wouldn’t Want Everyone to Know, Right?
"Quickly clean up the remaining Ruins Beasts, then withdraw from this place."
As Hall Master Duanmu Hong issued the order, the cultivators sprang into action, swiftly clearing away the lingering Ruins Beasts nearby.
Afterwards, they withdrew from the Ruins Rift one after another.
It was precisely when Qin Yu exited the Ruins Rift that, deep within that ruined world, that solitary, strolling silhouette suddenly came to a halt once again.
It was as if someone walking in darkness had just lost the glimmer of light before them.
Her eyes were full of confusion.
After a moment, she resumed walking, yet she had no idea where her destination truly lay.
...
"Report casualties!"
The Hall Master then signaled Luo Lizhu to tally up how many Ruins Beasts each cultivator had slain.
During this time, Qin Yu glanced at the Ruins Rift.
Yan Yu still hadn’t come out.
But he wasn’t worried.
He had gained something from this trip, and thinking of that, he swept a glance at the flame icon.
[Flame Point: 92403]
Not bad—he’d actually gained more than fifty thousand Flame Points.
Shows just how many Ruins Beasts perished under the Lifebound Divine Sword.
With that, he should be able to upgrade again.
[Root Bone: Lower Grade Dao Bone (Flame Point 92403/200000)]
[Spiritual Power: Refining Middle Tier (Flame Point 92403/50000) — Breakthrough available]
He’d need some more time to break through his Root Bone—probably about a year—but his Spiritual Power could now be strengthened.
Of course, this wasn’t the right place for a breakthrough.
Best to wait until he returned to the Cyan Mountain Sect.
Qin Yu felt it was quite necessary to improve his Spiritual Power, since his body now housed True Essence, not simply Spiritual Energy.
Soon, Luo Lizhu compiled the casualty report and kill tally, and Hall Master Duanmu Hong decided to grant a compensation to the sects of the fallen cultivators.
"Everyone, you have labored hard. Return to your Immortal Sects to recuperate and await the day to come."
"Thank you, Hall Master!"
The cultivators of the Immortal Sects didn’t linger here—the crowd dispersed swiftly.
This venture into the Ruins Rift had cost twelve Golden Core Cultivators their lives, but the resources each sect gained would raise their overall strength to a new level.
The Demon Sect Leader Leng Feng cast a lingering look at Qin Yu.
His precious cabbage was tending to that guy with such care, while as her dear father, he couldn’t even get a single extra word of concern.
Heartbreaking and infuriating!
"A daughter, once grown, can’t be kept at home!"
Leng Feng let out a long and melancholy sigh, leaving with his Demon Sect elders.
In truth, after seeing Qin Yu in action, he’d realized Qin Yu’s stage wouldn’t be limited to the Yunlan Domain; his precious cabbage, following him, would surely achieve greater heights in the future.
He ought to feel gratified.
But even more so, he felt a sort of bitterness.
"Hall Master."
Qin Yu looked toward the old man, who gave him an encouraging smile. "Go and rest."
Qin Yu had been about to leave, but Yan Yu wasn’t out yet—who knew what had happened?
Was this person... the Flame Guard?
Now that her identity was revealed, would she still continue to follow him?
To be honest, the two hadn’t spoken much, but Qin Yu had grown used to her presence.
Besides, little bunny girl...
He was very curious—were her ears and tail really real?
After thinking about it, he decided to head back to the flying ship for now—there were still lots of cultivators outside.
"Sect Leader, aren’t you coming aboard?"
Qin Yu’s lips curled into a half-smile as he looked towards his somewhat hesitant master, the Sect Leader.
Sect Leader clearly guessed that, if she boarded the same flying ship, that absurd scene that had made even her toes curl with embarrassment would surely repeat.
"Rebellious disciple, when has it ever been your place to meddle in this Sect Leader’s affairs?"
Su Xihe snorted coldly, her face returning to its usual strict demeanor, trying to cover her subtle feelings with authority.
"Master, you wouldn’t want everyone to know about our relationship, would you?"
Qin Yu moved a bit closer, speaking quietly.
After the Ruins Rift, quite a few cultivators were resting outside, and several kept stealing glances at Qin Yu.
"You..."
Su Xihe paused, a flush of embarrassed anger flooding her exquisitely beautiful face.
"Master, we’ll head up first."
Qin Yu didn’t push further; together with his little fairy-wife and the little demoness, he boarded the flying ship.
Seeing this, Su Xihe nearly ground her silver teeth to pieces.
This disrespectful disciple—did he really think he had her in the bag?!
The cultivators nearby watched, drooling with envy.
The First Fairy was one thing.
But even the Demon Sect’s Senior Sister Leng Ruyu had gone up, and from their intimate interactions, it was obvious things were more than just ordinary.
He got both of them?!
"Sect Leader."
Liu Zixiao whispered a few words to her.
In the end—
Su Xihe compromised, boarding the flying ship with Liu Zixiao. She was truly terrified her rebellious disciple would shout something out, making her die of embarrassment on the spot.
...
On the flying ship.
The Sect Leader sat at the very edge, her little feet swinging back and forth.
She wore a pair of pale yellow embroidered shoes; one was neatly worn, the other half-off, dangling with each playful swing beneath her skirts, glimpsed now and then.
At that moment, a hand reached over and slipped the shoe off, revealing a few delicate toes, as white and tender as jade.
"You..."
Su Xihe froze, just about to put on the airs of the Immortal Sect’s Lord, when she felt warmth on her sole—her jade foot was already in her rebellious disciple’s palm.
"Master, you’ve had a hard time—let your disciple help you relax."
Qin Yu chuckled softly at his still-pouting, proud master, and without waiting for a reply, his hand set to kneading on its own.
"You—you little devil, let go of me!"
Su Xihe felt the odd looks from everyone inside the flying ship—her cheeks flushed scarlet, and she hurriedly looked away, her proud face gathering more cool indifference and aloofness.
As if the jade foot in her disciple’s grasp somehow didn’t belong to her at all.
Yet...
This guy was becoming less and less restrained. At first, he was even a bit proper, and just as she began to enjoy it, he abruptly stopped, then lifted her left leg, then her right.
"No way!"
Su Xihe was no longer some naive girl—her odd store of ’knowledge’ warned her of danger.
This rebellious disciple had just survived a brutal fight, surely he’d used up all his strength—how long had he even rested?!
Could it be that he wanted to...
Absolutely not!
She was determined never again to be... like that... in front of her little sister and Liu Zixiao.
So humiliating!
"Master, relax—only then will it work~"
Yet Qin Yu did not let go. Instead, he drew her a bit closer, his gentle voice colored by a hint of...
Dominance?!
Su Xihe struggled a little, to no avail, and could only be forced to accept the treatment, though her averted face remained as cold as ever.
She was truly baffled—how did her rebellious disciple develop this kind of...
Fetish.
Damn it!