1: Fengyun's wife

Tianyi Sect.

Xiao You Peak.

Gusts of cold wind blew, scattering goose-feather snow.

Inside a simple side room, Chen Qingfeng was curled up in his quilt, drooling and sound asleep.

“Qingfeng—”

“Wake up, quick, wake up!”

Suddenly.

A sticky female voice sounded from outside the room.

Before he could even open his eyes.

A voluptuous figure pushed aside the door curtain and walked straight in, her expression anxious.

She wore a red belly band, with a slender waist and full breasts, still possessing her charm.

Perhaps due to the haste, aside from a belly band and underpants, her graceful figure was otherwise unadorned, leaving much of her fair skin exposed to the air.

“Master’s wife? It’s you, what’s wrong?”

Seeing who it was.

Chen Qingfeng sat up halfway, his eyes still heavy with sleep, the exhaustion clearly visible in his eyes.

Yes.

That’s right.

This charming, voluptuous woman before him was Chen Qingfeng’s Master’s wife, Liu Qingqing!

At this moment.

She stood by the edge of the bed, her partially open belly band unable to conceal her proud figure, as if it would burst forth at any moment.

What a temptress!

“Your Master is dying. He keeps making ‘woo woo woo’ sounds, as if he has something he wants to tell you.”

Her alluring eyes were a shimmering pool of water, and Liu Qingqing seemed to notice Chen Qingfeng’s gaze.

Her cheeks flushed, and she turned her body slightly, as if in a coy manner, trying to avoid Chen Qingfeng seeing too much of her alluring figure.

Chen Qingfeng was not from this world.

Three days ago, he Transmigrated into this Cultivation world, becoming a Personal Disciple of Zhang Dazhi of Xiao You Peak in Tianyi Sect.

Because Zhang Dazhi had been paralyzed in bed for many years, unable to move his entire body, it was the previous owner of Chen Qingfeng’s body who had meticulously cared for him daily, allowing him to cling to life until now.

Upon hearing that Zhang Dazhi was about to die, and that he no longer had to serve him, Chen Qingfeng immediately perked up.

“Really? After enduring for so long, is he finally about to die? That’s great!”

He flipped over and got up.

But because his movement was too large, his head directly hit his Master’s wife’s belly band.

With a cry of “ouch,” Liu Qingqing’s delicate body trembled, and a burning sense of shame instantly spread throughout her upper body.

“Eh—”

“Master’s wife, this part of you turns red too?”

Chen Qingfeng’s words made Liu Qingqing so embarrassed she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She rolled her eyes and subconsciously protected her chest with her hand, but deep down, she felt a tingling itch.

After all.

Even Chen Qingfeng’s Master didn’t know about this, but now this little Disciple had discovered her secret.

“You little rascal, I am your Master’s wife, and your Master isn’t dead yet!”

Her voice was like the low hum of an insect.

The thought of being molested by her husband’s little Disciple made Liu Qingqing feel as if countless ants were biting at her heart.

It was truly too shameful.

“Isn’t he about to die?”

“Master should also die. He’s been paralyzed for so many years, half-crippled. This is all his own doing. Who told him to raise those Demonic Path trinkets for no reason, and even feed them with the lives of so many Senior Brothers on Xiao You Peak? If he hadn’t been bitten by the trinket he raised, I’m afraid Master’s wife and I would have been fed to it too!”

Damn it.

To raise that trinket, this bastard didn’t even spare his own Disciple and wife.

If he doesn’t die, who will?

“Forget it, let’s not talk about the past. As Master and Disciple, he probably won’t last the night. Go see if your Master has anything else he wants to tell you.”

Bringing up these past events, Liu Qingqing’s beautiful face showed not a trace of sadness, but rather a sense of relief.

She turned around, leaving a graceful silhouette, and immediately led Chen Qingfeng to her Master’s Little Garden.

The Little Garden was immaculately clean and tidy, clearly well-maintained, all thanks to Chen Qingfeng’s efforts.

Upon entering the Little Garden.

Coming to his Master’s bed, Zhang Dazhi was now lying on the bed with a weak breath, his face so sunken that only a skull remained.

“Dazhi, Qingfeng is here. Is there anything you want to tell him?”

At some point.

His Master’s wife had already returned to her room next door and put on a gauze robe.

As she whispered.

She slightly raised her eyebrows, her alluring eyes rippling, signaling Chen Qingfeng to come closer.

“Woo woo woo…”

Zhang Dazhi was completely unable to speak.

His body was as thin as kindling, not at all like a Cultivator.

It had to be said.

The Demonic Path trinkets he raised were truly poisonous, and truly powerful.

“Master, I’m Qingfeng, your youngest Disciple. What do you want to tell me?”

“What? You want to go on your way? You want me to send you off?”

“Alright!!!”

Chen Qingfeng shouted loudly, suddenly getting up. Before Liu Qingqing could react, he had already picked up Zhang Dazhi and carried him to the open space outside the Little Garden.

Zhang Dazhi was completely stunned.

He clearly hadn’t said anything!

Unfortunately.

Straw.

Dry firewood.

Soon piled up.

Then, Zhang Dazhi was laid on the pile of dry firewood.

Boom—

Accompanied by Zhang Dazhi’s struggling whimpers, the big fire rose, making sizzling sounds.

In the blink of an eye.

The whimpering completely stopped, and there was no more movement.

Beside them.

His Master’s wife was, after all, a little heartbroken. After staring for a short while, she turned her head away, covered her mouth and nose, and retreated into the Little Garden.

Only Chen Qingfeng remained, squatting in front of the fire, guarding it for over an hour.

It wasn’t until the fire extinguished and he was completely sure that Zhang Dazhi had died and his Dao dissipated, that he finally relaxed, patting the snow off his body.

“Qingfeng, come inside quickly. It’s cold outside, it’s warmer in the house.”

At the entrance of the Little Garden.

His Master’s wife’s sticky voice came again.

Compared to the gloom that had previously clouded her brows, she now seemed refreshed, her beautiful face gaining a few points of radiance.

That bastard.

He really did a lot of harm!

What a pity for such a beautiful Master’s wife, she’ll be cheap for me.

【Ding—】

【Detected the widow Liu Qingqing, Widow System is activating!】

【Bind Liu Qingqing, gain Liu Qingqing’s Affection Value, and you can return Zhang Dazhi’s Cultivation. When the Affection Value reaches a certain amount, you can not only get amazing gift packages, but also have a chance to draw a Cultivation doubling feedback!】

【Bind now?】

Hmm?

A light screen flashed before his eyes, and the System made a brilliant debut.

Chen Qingfeng was instantly dumbfounded.

Holy crap!

Cao Thief System?

Isn’t this a perfect match?

But he’s a damn gentleman!

Bind!!!

Are you deaf?!

Quickly!

Fast!!!

Bind it, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!