13: Chapter 13 My obedient disciple loves his master's big leather whip

Atop Xiaoyao Peak, peace and quiet finally returned.

Lu Chen had settled those few chirping women and could finally lie back on his rocking chair in peace, preparing to resume the nap that had been interrupted.

Just then, the notification sound of that Salted Fish System rang out in his mind at an inopportune moment.

[Ding! Side quest 'Repair the Dantian' has been completed!]

[Quest Evaluation: Perfect! With the power of a Great Emperor, the host has not only reshaped the disciple's Dantian but also helped her awaken the Nine Nether Reincarnation Body, laying a solid foundation for the disciple's path of 'Cultivation'!]

[Quest Reward: Exclusive Cultivation Technique 'Nine Nether Art' has been delivered to the System space!]

With a movement of Lu Chen's Divine Thought, a Jade Slip, pitch-black throughout and surrounded by a faint purple Qi, appeared in his hand.

The Jade Slip was cold to the touch, covered in profound and complex Dao patterns, emitting an ancient aura that originated from the depths of the Nine Nethers.

If this thing were thrown outside, never mind a Holy Land, even those old monsters who had lived for countless tens of thousands of years would beat each other's brains out for it.

But in Lu Chen's eyes, this was just another troublesome chore the System had forced upon him to keep him from sleeping.

He gave it a casual toss, and the Jade Slip traced a black streak of light through the air, landing accurately in the lap of Leng Qingqiu, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation nearby.

"Take it and practice."

Lu Chen's voice was lazy.

"If you don't practice well, don't claim to be my disciple in the future."

Leng Qingqiu opened her eyes and looked down at the Jade Slip in her lap, which radiated endless mysteries; she was completely stunned.

As soon as her Divine Sense probed inside, a vast sea of information flooded into her mind!

"Nine Nether Art"!

This Cultivation Technique was practically tailor-made for her Nine Nether Reincarnation Body!

In her past life as the Devil Emperor, the techniques she cultivated were already world-class, but compared to this "Nine Nether Art," they were like a firefly next to the bright moon!

Revered Master actually found such a legendary divine object for me in advance!

Leng Qingqiu clutched the Jade Slip tightly with both hands, her knuckles white from the grip.

She looked up at the back of the figure on the rocking chair, who was too lazy to even turn around, and her eyes instantly reddened.

"Revered Master..."

"Your disciple will certainly not fail Revered Master's high expectations!"

Lu Chen waved his hand, signaling her to be quiet and not disturb his sleep.

But even with his eyes closed, he couldn't fall asleep.

It wasn't because of Leng Qingqiu's excitement, but because of those two resentful gazes nearby, which were like searchlights, making him feel uneasy all over.

Su Xuner and Su Qiyue.

One had her neck stiffened, her eyes full of the indignation of "why does she have it and I don't."

The other was looking at him piteously, her large eyes filled with envy.

Lu Chen felt irritable.

These two girls—one pulls a sour face all day long, and the other is a total fangirl—they're ruining the atmosphere of my Xiaoyao Peak.

Especially that one named Su Xuner; that look in her eyes is like a little debt collector.

This won't do.

I have to find a way to make them completely submissive.

Otherwise, how can I enjoy my retirement in peace?

He thought for a moment and remembered Su Chen, whom he had already cured at the root.

To tame these two free maidservants and stop them from pulling faces and spoiling the scenery of Xiaoyao Peak, he had to solve the problem at the source.

He would take a trip to the Everlasting Su Family, do them a favor, and win over their Family. Once they knew who was boss, they would willingly become quiet and beautiful maidservants.

Yes, that's what I'll do!

Although it's a bit of a hassle, for the sake of long-term peace, it's worth it.

At this thought, Lu Chen did a kip-up and flipped off the rocking chair.

This sudden movement gave the three women a start.

Lu Chen stretched, his joints making a series of crisp popping sounds.

"Let's go, I'm heading out."

His gaze swept toward the Su Sisters.

"You two, come with me back to the Everlasting Su Family."

Su Xuner and Su Qiyue were both stunned.

Going home?

"Revered Master, I want to go too!"

Leng Qingqiu stood up almost instinctively, her eyes full of wariness.

Revered Master wants to take these two vixens out alone?

No way! Absolutely not!

Lu Chen glanced at her and frowned.

"What are you going for?"

He said irritably.

"Did I give you the 'Nine Nether Art' just for decoration? The Grand Ceremony is approaching; why are you running around instead of staying home to comprehend the technique?"

"Don't go up on stage and get poked down by a single finger, making me lose face."

She was being scolded by Revered Master.

Instead of backing down, Leng Qingqiu felt even more aggrieved.

She bit her lower lip, and her beautiful eyes were misted over.

Revered Master really has been seduced; he's taking those two new vixens out to enjoy the sights, leaving her all alone on Xiaoyao Peak.

Seeing Leng Qingqiu looking like she was about to burst into tears yet stubbornly refusing to bow her head, Lu Chen felt his head start to ache again.

This disciple, why is she so dramatic all day long?

He decided to exert his authority as a Revered Master to properly intimidate this disciple who was becoming increasingly strange.

He cleared his throat, deliberately put on a stern face, and said fiercely.

"I'm telling you, Leng Qingqiu!"

"This trip is also a test for you!"

"If I come back and find that you've been lazy and haven't cultivated properly..."

Lu Chen paused here on purpose, trying to find a word with deterrent power.

He thought for a moment, and a flash of inspiration hit him.

"I will use... well, I'll use a little leather whip to lash you!"

After saying it, he nodded to himself in satisfaction.

A little leather whip sounded very authoritative, fitting the image of a strict teacher.

This should finally scare the girl, right?

Upon hearing the words "little leather whip," Leng Qingqiu's body only trembled slightly.

Immediately after, her pretty face, which had been full of grievance, was rapidly dyed with a touching crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears and then down to her snowy neck, like the finest rouge.

Her breathing became somewhat hurried.

Those watery eyes were also covered with a layer of blurred mist.

"Revered Master..."

She instinctively cupped her burning cheeks with both hands, her voice light and trembling, carrying a hint of unbelievable... joy?

"Re... really?"

"Your disciple will definitely perform 'well' and won't let Revered Master down!"

A little leather whip...

Revered Master wants to lash me with a little leather whip...

Is this Revered Master's special way of doting on me?

Revered Master really does care about me the most; even his method of punishment is so unique.

I'm so looking forward to it...

If Revered Master lashes me with a little leather whip, what kind of posture should I use?

Should I be kneeling or lying flat?

Would Revered Master like to see me cry?

In Leng Qingqiu's mind, various indescribable scenes were already playing out, and she felt like she was about to start smoking.

Unfortunately.

Lu Chen didn't notice his disciple's perverted reaction at all.

Seeing that Leng Qingqiu had stopped talking, he assumed his authority had worked and intimidated her.

He gave a satisfied hum, feeling that he had finally established his prestige as a Revered Master.

Without further nonsense, he swept his large sleeve.

A soft but irresistible force swept up the still-dazed Su Sisters.

"Let's go."

Before his voice had even faded, the space in front of him rippled like water and then silently split open into a pitch-black rift.

Lu Chen stepped into it with the two women, and their figures vanished instantly.

The spatial rift slowly closed.

The entire Xiaoyao Peak returned to silence once more.

Only Leng Qingqiu was left, still standing foolishly in place.

Cupping her burning face and feeling the lingering trace of Revered Master's aura in the air, the corners of her mouth curled upward uncontrollably.

"Revered Master's little leather whip..."

"Hehe..."

The girl's silly laughter sounded exceptionally clear on the empty mountaintop.