132: Chapter 132 Siyao's older sister, Mu Wanqing.

"Yes, Master..."

Mu Siyao sheathed her sword obediently and walked in front of Qin Feng with a blushing face.

Ever since she had been thoroughly tamed in the Black Wind Mountain Range that day, she had fully adopted the identity of a slave, and she obeyed Qin Feng's every word.

"Turn around."

Qin Feng stood up, walked behind her, and reached out with his rough hands, unceremoniously wrapping them around her slender waist.

"When you swing your sword, the muscles here need to be tensed..."

While reminding her, Qin Feng's large hand took the opportunity to squeeze hard...

"Ngh..."

Mu Siyao's whole body went soft, and she nearly dropped her sword. Her pretty face turned as red as if it were bleeding from shame.

"Master... You, you are bullying your slave again..."

She glanced back coquettishly, her watery peach-blossom eyes full of grievance. There was no sign of resistance at all; it was clearly a case of playing hard to get.

"Bullying you? I am wholeheartedly guiding your Cultivate."

Qin Feng spoke nonsense with a straight face, blew a puff of hot air against her ear, and said, "If you dare not focus again, I will have to use house rules."

Just as the two were being affectionate and the atmosphere was becoming ambiguous...

"Bang!"

The courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Siyao, so you're here!"

A cold, melodious female voice, yet carrying the powerful, penetrating authority of a superior, rang out at the courtyard entrance without warning.

Immediately after, a beautiful woman wearing a moon-white flowing cloud dress walked in slowly.

The woman's appearance was thirty percent similar to Mu Siyao, but she was more elegant and refined, with a more explosive figure.

Especially the cultivation fluctuation radiating from her body,

"Hum—!"

Just by standing there, the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to be suppressed, forming an invisible, terrifying aura!

Qi Refining Level 9!!!

An absolute powerhouse just one step away from the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Hearing this voice, Mu Siyao, who was still soft in Qin Feng's arms, jumped up instantly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She scrambled to tidy her messy clothes, the flush on her pretty face fading instantly, replaced by undisguised panic and fear.

"Si... Sister?! Why have you come out of seclusion..."

Mu Siyao stammered, her body shrinking back uncontrollably.

The person who arrived was Mu Siyao's own sister—Mu Wanqing!

A famous figure among the Outer Sect Disciple, she had been in seclusion to break through to the Foundation Establishment, but unexpectedly, she had broken through today.

"I haven't seen you for days, and you weren't in your courtyard. I thought you had gone out to perform a mission."

Mu Wanqing knitted her willow eyebrows slightly, her cold gaze first landing on her sister's messy clothes, then sweeping toward Qin Feng like a sharp sword.

"Who is this?" Mu Wanqing's voice grew colder, her eyes revealing undisguised scrutiny and pressure.

Qin Feng stood where he was, facing the terrifying pressure of the Qi Refining Level 9. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the blood energy of the Heavenly Tyrant Body in his body faintly had an impulse to automatically protect its Master.

He couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart.

With his current Qi Refining Level 4 cultivation, combined with the Heavenly Tyrant Body and Formation, if he used all his trump cards, he might be able to defeat a Qi Refining Level 7.

But facing a monster like this at Qi Refining Level 9, who had one foot in the Foundation Establishment, if they really fought, it would definitely be an extremely brutal life-and-death battle, and any carelessness could lead to death...

The most critical thing was!

Qin Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye at the trembling Mu Siyao beside him.

On the System's notification panel, Mu Siyao's submission value had risen to sixty percent, but it was far from full!

At this critical life-and-death juncture, if Mu Wanqing discovered that her sister was being treated as a slave, or even had been slapped in humiliation, and went on a rampage...

would Mu Siyao, whose submission value wasn't full, suddenly turn against him and join her sister to deal with him?!

Human nature is the least able to withstand testing.

Qin Feng never entrusted his life to a woman's loyalty.

"Ahem... This Senior Brother was just teaching me sword practice..." Mu Siyao replied in a low voice, feeling extremely guilty.

She knew her sister's temper too well. If her sister found out that she had become someone else's slave and had even done things without bottom lines, she would definitely hack Qin Feng into pieces.

But she also felt that although it was embarrassing, she had been enjoying it the last few days and really didn't want Qin Feng to be killed, so she was caught in the middle, in a difficult position.

Therefore, suppressing her fear, she quickly ran forward, grabbed Mu Wanqing's arm, and begged, "Sister, let's go outside and talk. I just happen to have some questions about Cultivate to ask you!"

As she spoke, Mu Siyao used all her strength, half-dragging and half-pushing Mu Wanqing out of the courtyard.

"What are you panicking about? Your clothes are disheveled, what kind of decorum is this!"

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly, but couldn't refuse her sister's pestering. She could only take a deep look at Qin Feng before turning and being pulled out.

Watching the backs of the two sisters as they left, the laziness on Qin Feng's face instantly vanished, and a calm, cold glint flashed in his deep black eyes.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Qi Refining Level 9... It is indeed quite troublesome for me to encounter one now."

While thinking, Qin Feng rubbed his chin.

This courtyard was no longer safe. If the sisters were chatting outside and that stupid woman Mu Siyao slipped up, Mu Wanqing might come back with a sword, and things would not be fun. He had to go hide and avoid the limelight.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Qin Feng immediately thought of an absolutely safe haven.

"Just right, I'll go see that cheap Master of mine and submit the mission."

Having made up his mind, without any hesitation, his figure flashed, and he vaulted over the back wall of the courtyard, silently darting toward Qingmu Peak.

Qingmu Peak, a secluded independent courtyard in the back mountain.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs bloomed everywhere, the Spiritual Qi so dense it was almost tangible.

Qin Feng had just walked outside the courtyard, not even having time to knock on the door knocker.

"Hum—"

A soft ripple appeared on the protective Formation around the courtyard.

Immediately after, a lazy, hoarse, yet lethally charming voice penetrated the wooden door and fell into his ears.

"Since you're here, why are you still acting sneakily outside? Come in, I happen to have a major matter for you to handle."

Hearing Xu Hongxia's voice, Qin Feng curled his lips, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the courtyard gate generously.

Walking through the bluestone path covered in flower petals, Qin Feng entered the luxurious room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that on the soft couch covered with snow-white Yao Beast fur,

Xu Hongxia was wearing a loose, fire-red gauze dress, lying on her side without any image.

Her thrilling, voluptuous curves were faintly visible under the translucent gauze, and large patches of snow-white skin seemed to emit an alluring luster.

She rested her cheek on one hand, her alluring peach-blossom eyes looking at the man who entered with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Good Disciple, did the trial mission in the Black Wind Mountain Range go smoothly?" Xu Hongxia's red lips parted slightly, her tone carrying a hint of testing.

"Many thanks for your concern, Revered Master. It was just a mere Iron-Armored Black Wind Leopard; your Disciple captured it easily."

Qin Feng did not blush or skip a heartbeat. He walked to the soft couch very naturally, lowered his head slightly, and his gaze fell obliquely on her snow-white, slender thighs.

In his mind, there were only two words: Play for years, play for years, play for years...!