Chapter 40 Holy Son Peak

Xiao Ming chuckled softly, his fingertips slowly trailing toward the clouds, causing Luo Li to tremble uncontrollably once more.

"As Revered Master says, this Disciple... is listening." While his words were respectful, his actions were becoming increasingly reckless.

Luo Li gazed at the smug Wicked Disciple before her, and for some reason, she felt unable to look away; he seemed even more strikingly handsome than before. However, feeling that large hand still causing mischief inside her robes, Luo Li felt both shy and annoyed. Knowing she could not best this domineering Wicked Disciple, her stunning face was filled with helplessness and indulgence.

Suppressing the strange sensations constantly surging through her body and lower abdomen, she sat up slightly and leaned against his arm, sighing in her heart: 'This wretch! Honestly, he doesn't know how to cherish someone at all! She today... today is truly inconvenient.'

Feeling the Wicked Disciple's increasingly bold movements, Luo Li bit her lip and finally spoke up:

"Ming'er... today... it... it really won't do..." She buried her burning cheeks into the crook of Xiao Ming's neck, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, filled with unspeakable shyness and embarrassment. "Revered Master... today... is physically indisposed... that... my period... has arrived!"

The last few words were squeezed out from between her teeth, barely audible. After speaking, even her earlobes turned completely red, as if they could drip blood. To think that she, a dignified Peak Revered Master and a Soul Transformation expert, now had to explain such a private matter to her own Disciple—the immense sense of shame nearly suffocated her.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming's hand paused slightly, and a flash of realization crossed his eyes. No wonder she had been hesitant and somewhat reserved during their intimacy just now; so that was why.

He looked down at his Revered Master in his arms, seeing her shy, irresistible, and pitiable appearance. The wicked fire in his heart not only did not extinguish but burned even hotter, mixed with a strange sense of tenderness. Xiao Ming lowered his head and gently bit her burning earlobe. Sensing her sensitive flinch, he chuckled softly: "So that is it... This Disciple was indeed reckless, not knowing Revered Master was physically unwell."

Although he said this, his large hand still lingered, though its movements shifted from reckless to a soothing caress. His other hand wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her even more tightly into his embrace.

"Since Revered Master is physically unwell, then you should rest well." Xiao Ming's voice softened, carrying a deadly allure. "It is just that... this Disciple knows very little about the situation of the Sect and the entire Xuanhuang Continent, and there are some things I do not understand regarding Cultivation. Now that this Disciple is the Saint, if I know nothing, I fear it will invite ridicule. Why not... take advantage of this leisure time, Revered Master, and clarify these doubts for this Disciple?"

Xiao Ming's words were reasonable, but coupled with the hand that was still igniting fire, and his chest pressing tightly against Luo Li while radiating scorching body heat, one did not need to think to know that this process of "clarifying doubts" was destined to be incredibly sensual.

Luo Li's mind relaxed slightly at this moment. She gave a soft "Mn," adjusted to a more comfortable position, and leaned lazily against him, beginning to speak intermittently. However, her voice, due to Xiao Ming's caressing and her body's instinctive reactions, was always accompanied by subtle tremors and suppressed gasps.

While struggling to keep her thoughts clear, describing the distribution of various forces, the characteristics of top experts, and some dangerous Forbidden Grounds and Secret Realms, she also had to maintain a Divided Soul to resist the strange sensations constantly surging from her body.

I do not know how long passed, but Xiao Ming felt he had learned enough. His palm slowly applied pressure, climbing onto those peaks that countless men coveted. Luo Li finally could not hold back; it was as if all her strength had been drained, and her entire body softened into a pool of spring water, unable to continue speaking.

Through nearly half a day of intimacy and guidance with his Revered Master, Xiao Ming had gained a deeper understanding of the entire continent. After some further affection, he left Heartless Peak, still wanting more.

Not long after emerging, before Xiao Ming had decided where to go, a fiery red figure appeared before him. Upon seeing this person, Xiao Ming's eyes could not help but narrow, and he cupped his hands, saying: "Vice... Revered Master!"

The person who arrived was none other than Luo Hongyi. When she appeared, her beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Ming without blinking, because she discovered that her Disciple seemed different; he felt increasingly handsome and striking. Moreover, she felt a familiar aura from him—it was... it was the Phoenix Jade Talisman. She suppressed the thoughts in her heart, not stating them aloud. Only when Xiao Ming began to feel uneasy from being watched did she slowly speak: "Let's go, Revered Master will take you to your Holy Son Peak. From now on, you will live there!"

Under the personal guidance of his Revered Master Luo Hongyi, Xiao Ming arrived at a relatively independent mountain peak located on the edge of the Sect's core area.

This peak was not high, yet it possessed a distinct, extraordinary charm. The entire mountain presented a deep, profound basalt color, with rugged rocks and towering ancient trees. Rich Heaven and Earth Devilish Qi gathered here, forming a faint black spiritual mist that swirled around the mountainside. The summit had been artificially cleared into a fairly wide platform, where a hall built in a primitive style from obsidian and Netherwood stood quietly. Although the hall was not magnificent, it exuded the vicissitudes and weight of time.

Perhaps because the position of the Saint had been vacant for too long, even though Utility Disciples cleaned the place regularly to prevent it from being overgrown with weeds, it still exuded an unavoidable coldness and loneliness. A little moss grew in the cracks of the stone steps in front of the hall, and the pillars of the corridor bore traces of erosion from wind and rain.

"This place is Holy Son Peak." Luo Hongyi stood in the air with Xiao Ming, her fiery red dress fluttering slightly in the wind. She pointed to the hall below and said, "It is where the Saints of past generations practiced in seclusion. A branch of a Spiritual Vein is buried within the peak, and the Cultivation environment is not inferior to the main halls of other peaks. Although this place is independent, it is not far from my main peak and Heartless Peak. If there is a situation, I can arrive in an instant."

As she spoke, she flicked her finger, casting a profound spell that vanished into a certain part of the mountain.

"Hum—" A low humming sound resounded through the peak. A layer of pale ink-colored, nearly transparent light shield, covered in countless dense, ancient devilish runes, emerged from the base of the mountain and quickly closed upward. Finally, it formed an inverted bowl-shaped barrier above the summit, shrouding the entire Holy Son Peak. The barrier's light flashed and then vanished, but Xiao Ming could clearly feel that a powerful protective and isolating force had been generated; aura, sound, and even sensory detection were all blocked by it.

"This is a simplified defensive sub-Formation, connected to the Sect's Great Protective Formation," Luo Hongyi explained. "With your holy son token, you can control it as you wish. Keep it activated during daily Cultivation. Without your permission, those below Soul Transformation cannot trespass, and those above Soul Transformation who try to force their way in will immediately trigger the Formation's defense, alerting the main Formation. If there are visitors, they only need to transmit their voice from below the peak; you will be able to sense it through the token and allow them entry, and the Formation will open a passage."

Luo Hongyi looked at the empty mountain peak and added, "Does the peak need staff to manage it? How about Revered Master sends a few quick-witted and reliable Disciples over for daily cleaning and delivering messages, so as to save you some trouble?"

Xiao Ming shook his head and refused almost without thinking: "Thank you for Revered Master's kindness. However, this Disciple is accustomed to quiet, and Cultivating alone is more comfortable. I can handle minor chores myself. If I truly need staff, it will not be too late to discuss it later."

He refused very decisively. Firstly, he did not like outsiders disturbing him, as they might inadvertently peek at his secrets; secondly, after the Sect stabilized, he would spend very little time there, so there was no need for it.

Luo Hongyi looked at him deeply but did not insist, only instructing: "Since that is the case, then as you wish! Sect resources have opened corresponding permissions to you; you can use the holy son token to withdraw them from the Sect treasury." After giving these instructions, she transformed into a beam of red light and departed gracefully.