76: Chapter 76 This kind of outrageous act...it's too exciting!

Inside the pavilion, a purple-gold barrier cut off the sound of the wind from the outside world, but it could not mask the hurried breathing of the two people within.

That kiss was domineering and passionate.

Ye Qingwu felt like a small boat tossing in a violent storm, in danger of being submerged at any moment.

She had lived for hundreds of years, her heart as still as water, practicing the Way of Supreme Emotionlessness. Yet at this moment, that long-silent Dao heart collapsed under Xu Chen's assault.

It was a suffocating sense of dizziness she had never experienced before.

Xu Chen's palm held the back of her head, not allowing her the slightest escape. That intense masculine scent, mixed with the fragrance of Immortal Drunk Wine, conquered her territory through their lips and teeth, seizing all her senses.

"Mmph..."

Ye Qingwu's hand, which had been tightly clutching Xu Chen's lapel, let go at some point and hung weakly at her side, her strength fading.

Until she felt she was about to suffocate, until Xu Chen's hand began to move improperly down her waist...

A sliver of clarity finally forced its way into her muddled brain.

"No... No!"

Ye Qingwu suddenly exerted force and pushed Xu Chen away.

She clutched her chest, gasping for breath. Her beautiful eyes, usually majestic, were now misty with a mix of shame, anger, and panic.

"Xu Chen! You... How insolent!"

"I am Wan'er's master! I am your elder in name!"

"How dare you... How dare you do such a rebellious thing to me!"

She tried to use ethics and morality to awaken this rebellious disciple, and also tried to use this final line of defense to protect her precarious dignity.

However...

Xu Chen was not angry at being pushed away, nor did he feel the slightest guilt.

He simply licked the corner of his mouth, as if savoring the sweet taste from just now. The aggression in his eyes did not diminish; instead, it grew even stronger.

"Rebellious?"

Xu Chen gave a light laugh, approaching her step by step.

"Master, the cultivation world values strength above all; the one who achieves more is the master."

"Right now, whether it's my realm in the Sword Dao or... my ability in that area, I am above you."

"This so-called ethical seniority is nothing more than a shackle used to restrain the weak."

"You... You're talking nonsense!"

Ye Qingwu had nowhere left to retreat, her back pressed against the cold stone pillar.

"I don't care about strength being supreme! In any case... in any case, we cannot!"

"If Wan'er finds out, if the people of the world find out, how... how can I face anyone?"

In the end, what she cared about was her reputation and the eyes of the secular world.

"Who said Wan'er would find out?"

Xu Chen extended a hand, bracing it against the stone pillar by her ear, trapping her in his embrace.

"That girl Wan'er is the most obedient. As long as you don't say anything and I don't say anything, how would she know?"

"And..."

Xu Chen lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, his voice low and full of seduction.

"Master, do you really not want to break through to the Saint Realm?"

"You felt it too, didn't you? Did that kiss just now cause the spiritual power that's been stagnant for years to stir slightly?"

Ye Qingwu was stunned.

She instinctively sensed the state of her body.

Sure enough!

Just that brief moment of intimate contact had actually caused a crack to appear in the bottleneck that was previously like stagnant water! That Pure Yang Qi coming from Xu Chen was like the best catalyst, awakening her dormant potential.

"This... How is this possible?"

Ye Qingwu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Could the 'special constitution' this rebellious disciple mentioned really be so miraculous?

"Nothing is impossible."

Xu Chen struck while the iron was hot, closing the distance again.

"Master, you have the Innate Alluring Bone, and I have the Primordial Pure Yang Body."

"We are naturally the most perfect pair."

"As long as we... communicate deeply, harmonizing Yin and Yang."

"Forget breaking through to the Mid-Saint Realm; even becoming a Saint King or a Great Saint... would be within reach."

Xu Chen's finger gently hooked her chin, his gaze becoming incredibly deep.

"Master, the path of cultivation is long; how lonely is immortality?"

"Instead of clinging to those illusory rules and regulations, why not... come with me to see the scenery atop the peak?"

"As long as you nod your head, tonight, I will help you break all your shackles."

These words were like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly shattering the last of Ye Qingwu's persistence.

Breakthrough.

Immortality.

And... this man before her who made her heart flutter and her soul sink.

In the face of such immense temptation, the so-called master-disciple ethics seemed so pale and powerless.

"I..."

Ye Qingwu bit her lip, her eyes struggling.

"But... but this kind of thing... is too... too thrilling..."

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to take it..."

Hearing this tearful, almost coquettish remark, Xu Chen knew the matter was settled.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Your disciple is here. Even if the sky falls, I will be the one to hold it up."

Xu Chen gave her no more chance to think.

He suddenly bent down and swept this peerlessly beautiful Master up in a bridal carry.

"Ah!"

Ye Qingwu cried out in surprise, instinctively hooking her arms around his neck.

"Don't... put me down..."

Though her mouth said no, her body honestly curled into his embrace.

"Putting you down is impossible."

Xu Chen carried her, walking with large strides toward the nearby Supreme Elder's Bedchamber.

"Tonight, I will let Master know."

"What it means to have... the joy of a rebellious disciple."

...

*Bang!*

The doors to the Bedchamber were slammed shut by a burst of spiritual power.

Immediately after, several complex isolation arrays lit up, completely sealing the entire room.

Xu Chen gently placed the beauty in his arms onto the soft Cloud-Silk Bed.

By now, Ye Qingwu had completely given up her resistance.

She lay on the bed, her long eyelashes trembling, not daring to open her eyes. Her light purple palace dress had become somewhat disheveled during the struggle, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin that glowed alluringly under the candlelight.

"Master."

Xu Chen leaned down, his fingers gently untying the silk ribbon at her waist.

"Are you ready?"

"I... I don't know..."

Ye Qingwu's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, carrying a hint of a tremble.

"It's okay, just leave everything to me."

Xu Chen tenderly kissed her forehead, then moved all the way down to her collarbone, until...

"Mmph..."

Ye Qingwu let out a suppressed low moan, her body suddenly arching.

That forbidden pleasure, mixed with the thrill of immorality, instantly overwhelmed her rationality.

To hell with being a Supreme Elder.

To hell with master-disciple ethics.

Let it all go to the devil!

At this moment, she was just a woman longing to be loved, longing to be filled.

"Chener..."

She finally called him by this name for the first time, no longer the cold "Xu Chen" or the distant "Young Master Xu."

"Be gentler..."

"Your disciple obeys."

Xu Chen gave a wicked smile and waved his hand to extinguish the candles in the room.