281: Chapter 279 Alright, everyone calm down.

Su Lin felt his scalp go numb from her sudden coquettishness.

He opened his eyes and looked helplessly at Gu Qiuyue, who was eager to try on his left, and then at Luo Ximei, who was clinging to him like a boneless snake on his right.

How was this a Void Realm exploration?

"You two, as Mahayana Stage Cultivators, you cry about being tired and dizzy after consuming just a little Spiritual Qi. How does your Revered Master usually teach you?"

Su Lin put on a stern face, trying to use the dignity of a Revered Master to suppress this unhealthy trend.

"The Dao of cultivation lies in perseverance. This little bit of consumption is just right for tempering your Heart-Nature.

Go, each of you find a place to sit in meditation and regulate your breathing."

"Revered Master is lecturing again."

Luo Ximei didn't let go; instead, she pressed her cheek even closer, the soft sensation clearly transmitting through the thin fabric of his clothes.

"Your disciple's Heart-Nature is very unstable right now; my mind is full of Revered Master.

If Revered Master doesn't help me sort it out, your disciple might suffer from Qi Deviation."

"Fifth Senior Sister, are you threatening Revered Master?"

Gu Qiuyue was not to be outdone. She simply moved in front of Su Lin, half-squatted, rested her hands on Su Lin's knees, and looked up with her exquisite face, her eyes filled with rippling light.

"Revered Master, Fifth Senior Sister is definitely faking it.

Ignore her. Your disciple is the one who's truly tired.

Look at my hands; they turned red just from flicking the abacus earlier..."

She held up her small, jade-white hands—which showed no trace of redness at all—before Su Lin, looking aggrieved.

"Revered Master, can you blow on them for me?"

Su Lin looked at these two disciples who were blatantly competing for his favor in front of him, feeling his head throb.

Just as he was about to force them away and find an excuse to escape.

A deafening roar suddenly came from the Amplification Formation, accompanied by a violent metallic clashing sound.

"Old Man!!! How much longer do you want me to run in this broken wheel!!!"

Su Hongling's signature loud voice, carrying thick resentment and irritability, exploded in the main control room.

"I'm pedaling so hard I'm about to start smoking! Why is this broken ship so heavy! I want to eat meat! I want to rest! I'm going on strike!!!"

"Old Man!!! Are you secretly eating something delicious up there?! I can smell it!!!"

"This broken wheel is getting heavier and heavier! Did you guys add some heavy stuff up there! I'm going on strike! I want to eat meat! I want to go up!!!"

Along with Su Hongling's roar, the entire [star sea wave breaker] gave a slight jolt.

Clearly, the humanoid engine in the bottom hold was expressing her protest through passive sabotage, causing the flying boat's thrust to become unstable.

Su Lin sat in the captain's chair, rubbed his ears which were buzzing from the shock, and let out a long sigh.

What a mess.

On the left, Gu Qiuyue's exquisite face instantly darkened. She had just built the atmosphere to its peak, seeing that she could take another step forward with her Revered Master, and had even touched his chest muscles, only for it all to be ruined by that loud voice.

"That brute!"

Gu Qiuyue gritted her teeth, the Golden Abacus in her hand creaking under her grip.

"If I had known, I should have added a Soundproofing Formation to the Power Chamber when building the ship, and while I was at it, a Silent Zen Restriction!"

On the right, Luo Ximei was also full of displeasure.

She straightened up lazily, her platinum-colored right eye rolling grandly as she snorted, "Is she a starving ghost reincarnated? She's only been pedaling for a few hours and she's already crying about being tired. She's completely disgraced the name of a Mahayana Stage Body Cultivator."

"Hong Ling."

Su Lin's voice was steady and authoritative, transmitted directly to the bottom-most Power Chamber through the Formation lines.

"Stop howling. Revered Master didn't eat anything alone."

"But I smelled the fragrance!" The voice from the bottom was still aggrieved, even accompanied by a distinct sound of swallowing saliva. "Old Man, you're lying. There's definitely the scent of meat!"

"That was from earlier... cough, some scent picked up at the Black Sea Market."

Su Lin lied without changing his expression, casually comforting her, "Pedal well and maintain the speed.

Once we pass through this most dangerous area of Void turbulence, Revered Master will personally cook 'Dragon Swings Its Tail' and Roasted Heavenly Fragrance Pig for you, until you're full."

"Really?!"

Su Hongling in the bottom hold was instantly revitalized, the exhaustion in her voice swept away and replaced by extreme fanaticism.

"Old Man, you keep your word! No backing out! For the sake of the roasted pig, this old lady will pedal this broken wheel until sparks fly today!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a thunderous roar erupted from the bottom of the flying boat.

Su Lin could clearly feel the speed of the entire giant ship surge by more than thirty percent in an instant, with a strong sense of being pushed back as it forcibly tore a straight path through the violent Void turbulence.

"This girl..."

Su Lin cut off the transmission and shook his head helplessly. To deal with Su Hongling, talking about the world's righteousness or the Sect's safety was useless; only "meat" was the primary driving force.

Having settled the power problem, Su Lin turned his head and looked at the two disciples next to him who were still glaring at each other.

"Fine, everyone settle down."

Su Lin stood up, straightened his slightly messy lapels, and deliberately put on a stern face.

"The Void is full of dangers. Although the flying boat has a Concealment Formation, we cannot be careless. You two, go patrol the various Formation eyes to ensure nothing goes wrong."

"Revered Master~"

Luo Ximei obviously didn't want to be dismissed like that. She took a step forward, her boneless body pressing against him again, her hands winding around Su Lin's arm like a snake.

"Rough work like patrolling the Formations should just be left to Sixth Junior Sister. She's the designer of this ship; who could be more familiar with it than her? Your disciple will stay here to protect Revered Master's safety up close..."

"Fifth Senior Sister, your calculations are quite loud."

Gu Qiuyue squeezed over unceremoniously, grabbing Su Lin's other arm and refusing to back down.

"The Formations on this ship are perfect and don't need patrolling.

On the other hand, Revered Master must be exhausted. Your disciple will help Revered Master to the bedchamber on the top floor to rest."

"Go to the bedchamber to rest? I'm afraid if he goes to the bedchamber, Revered Master will become even more tired." Luo Ximei retorted, her eyes full of mockery.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm a serious businesswoman who only cares about accounts, unlike you, a temptress whose head is full of those unsightly things!"

"Oh? A serious businesswoman? Would a serious businesswoman spread Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Silkworm Silk on Revered Master's bed? Would she pour so much aphrodisiac... cough, calming spiritual liquid into the bathroom?"

"Shut up! That's called having a taste for life!"

Watching these two disciples about to start fighting again, Su Lin felt a massive headache.

"I said, stop."

Su Lin's voice turned cold, and a faint trace of Space Law power radiated from his body, separating the two of them by an inch.

"Right now, Revered Master just wants to be alone, quietly, and have a cup of tea."

Luo Ximei and Gu Qiuyue shut their mouths at the same time. Although their eyes were still clashing fiercely in mid-air, their bodies obediently retreated half a step.

"Your disciples obey..." The two said in unison, their tones dripping with extreme reluctance.

Finally gaining a moment of peace, Su Lin let out a long breath.

He ignored the two and walked straight toward the Coiling Dragon Staircase leading to the top-floor bedchamber.

He now urgently needed a space to be alone to properly stabilize his Realm after just breaking through to the Mahayana Stage.

"Step, step, step..."

Su Lin's footsteps echoed in the quiet stairwell.

The space inside this flying boat had been expanded greatly by Gu Qiuyue using Formations. Walking from the main control room to the top-floor bedchamber was like walking through a true imperial palace.

The higher he went, the denser the Spiritual Qi became, even condensing into visible wisps of milky-white mist in the air.

He pushed open the heavy wooden door inlaid with pearls.

An extremely elegant scent, a mix of sandalwood and some strange floral fragrance, wafted toward him.

Inside the bedchamber, the light was soft.

The three hundred and sixty-five pieces of Supreme Star Pith on the dome emitted a clear glow like moonlight.

In the center of the room, an absurdly large bed made from the spine of a Primordial True Dragon lay quietly, surrounded by translucent Shark-silk Gauze Curtains, exuding an indescribable aura of intimacy.

"Finally, some peace and quiet."

Su Lin closed the door behind him and, very cautiously, placed three Space-Locking Restrictions on the door.

Although he knew this wouldn't stop those Mahayana Stage prodigies, it at least served as a "do not enter" warning.

He walked to the exaggerated dragon-bone bed, about to sit cross-legged to meditate.

Suddenly.

Su Lin's movements froze.

His deep eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze locking onto the layers of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Silkworm Silk bedding on the bed.

The shape of the quilt... was wrong.

There was a very gentle bulge in the middle.

Although it was hidden extremely well, without even a trace of aura leaking out, and even the heartbeat and breathing were completely covered by some high-level Turtle Breathing Method.

But Su Lin was now at the Body Integration Stage, and was even an existence that had mastered a portion of the world core's Origin. His perception of space had already become acute to the extreme.

Beneath that bulge, there was definitely a living thing hidden!

Moreover, it was a small-statured living thing with exquisite curves.

Su Lin's face instantly darkened.

"Come out."

Su Lin stood by the bed, his voice as cold as ice.

No movement.

The bulging quilt remained motionless, as if it were truly just a poorly made bed.

"Don't make your Revered Master say it a second time."

Su Lin gave a cold snort, his right hand slowly rising as a silver Space-Cutting force condensed at his fingertips.

"Revered Master will count to ten."

"Three."

"Two."

"One..."

"Oh! Revered Master, don't do it! Weiwei is coming out!"

The quilt was suddenly thrown open.

A petite and exquisite figure, like a slippery loach, drilled out from the layers of silkworm silk quilts.

Chu Weiwei.

At this moment, where was there any of the Medicine Immortal's dignity?

She was only wearing a moon-white silk camisole as thin as a cicada's wing, with a layer of almost transparent emerald-green light gauze over it; large patches of snowy-white, delicate skin were exposed to the air, glowing with an enticing luster under the soft light of the Star Pith.

Her jet-black long hair was draped casually, with a few strands sticking to her pure and harmless face, which currently wore a fawning smile.

"You... why are you here?!"

Su Lin looked at his third disciple, who was dressed as if she weren't wearing anything at all, and felt his scalp go numb, subconsciously taking half a step back.

When did she sneak into his bedchamber?!

And she was even hiding in his bed?!

"Weiwei has been here all along~"

Chu Weiwei sat kneeling on the wide dragon-bone bed, her hands obediently folded in front of her, her head tilted slightly, her misty large eyes looking at Su Lin innocently.

"Sixth Junior Sister said this bed was prepared for Revered Master, but the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Silkworm Silk is too cold, and she was afraid Revered Master wouldn't be comfortable sleeping."

"So, Weiwei came in early to help warm the bed for Revered Master with my body temperature."

"Warm the bed?!"

Su Lin was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "You are the Medicine Immortal! Who told you to do such a thing?!"

"But..."

Chu Weiwei bit her lower lip aggrievedly, her eyes instantly reddening as tears welled up.

"Eldest Senior Sister is responsible for the Formations outside, Second Senior Sister is pedaling the wheel below, Sixth Junior Sister has to watch the navigation, Fifth Senior Sister has to maintain the Concealment Formation... Only Weiwei is the most useless and can't help with anything."

"Weiwei just wanted... just wanted to show a bit of filial piety so Revered Master could sleep more comfortably..."

As she spoke, she even sniffled, her look of being about to cry was truly pitiable.

But Su Lin knew this disciple too well.

If you cut this girl open, her heart would be pure black!

"Put away your deceptive tricks."

Su Lin remained unmoved, pointing coldly at the door.

"Put on your clothes and get out."

"Revered Master~"

Seeing that her "bitter child" act was ineffective, Chu Weiwei simply stopped pretending.

Like a lazy cat, she stretched on the bed, her proud curves fully revealed under the semi-transparent light gauze.

She didn't get off the bed; instead, she crawled toward Su Lin on all fours.

"Why is Revered Master so fierce? Weiwei specifically washed herself until she was fragrant before coming to warm the bed."

She crawled to the edge of the bed, stretched out her slender, white arm, and grabbed Su Lin's thigh.

"Revered Master, smell it, isn't it very fragrant?"

An extremely unique, sweet, yet not off-putting fragrance drifted into Su Lin's nose as Chu Weiwei approached.

This fragrance... something was wrong!

Alarm bells rang in Su Lin's heart.

This was definitely not an ordinary floral bath scent; this fragrance contained an extremely hidden aphrodisiac medicinal power that could directly act on the Divine Soul!

"Chu Weiwei! You're using poison again?!"

Su Lin was furious. He immediately held his breath, the Spiritual Qi in his body circulating wildly, trying to force the trace of fragrance he had inhaled out of his body.

"Oh, Revered Master misunderstood. How can this be called poison?"

Chu Weiwei didn't let go; instead, she pressed her cheek against Su Lin's thigh and rubbed it gently.

"This is called [Joy Union Lure]."

"It's a top-grade medicinal fragrance that Weiwei refined over forty-nine days using ninety-nine kinds of peerless Immortal Plants that nourish Yin and supplement Yang."

"It doesn't have the slightest harm to the body; instead, it can greatly clear the Meridians and stimulate the most primitive vitality of a Cultivator's blood and Qi."

Chu Weiwei looked up, and her originally clear eyes were now covered with a layer of blurred watery light; deep in her eyes, a morbid possessiveness was growing wildly.

"This [Joy Union Lure] is the best medicine."