166: Chapter 166 So how long do you plan to keep your hand on my waist?

"Ah! I'm dead! I'm so dead!"

"Kissing Revered Master and getting caught red-handed!"

"But the point is, I was clearly saving Revered Master!"

"What do I do? What do I do?"

"If I say I was saving her, will Revered Master have me drawn and quartered by five horses? Or six?"

"Hiss~ The elephant is suddenly itchy!"

Chen Yan was completely stunned, his mind screaming frantically.

At this moment, his lips were pressed against his Revered Master's.

Tongue against tongue.

Revered Master's cold eyes were right before him, so clear they reflected his own face.

And those eyes were now filled with shock, shyness, confusion, and a hint of... pleasant surprise?

But before Chen Yan could straighten up and pull away from his Revered Master...

Within their bodies, the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode suddenly began to pull at each other.

Inside Chen Yan, a warm aura rose from his Dantian, flowing through his Meridians to every part of his body.

Simultaneously, a cold aura surged from Leng Qingshuang's body, intertwining with his spiritual power.

The two opposing spiritual powers began their Fusion.

Yin and Yang converged, blending perfectly like milk and water.

"Mmph..."

A muffled groan escaped Chen Yan's throat.

He instinctively wanted to pull back, only to find his body wouldn't obey him at all.

The spiritual power between them had formed a perfect closed loop.

Within Leng Qingshuang, due to the powerful medicinal properties of the nine-turn nirvana pill, her Cultivation Technique began to circulate automatically and uncontrollably!

If they were forced apart now, their Meridians would likely shatter instantly, and their Dao Foundations would be damaged!

The loss would outweigh the gain!

Both Revered Master and Disciple understood the consequences; though embarrassed, they didn't dare move recklessly.

They could only wait for the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode to complete its Cosmic Orbit or for the energy of the nine-turn nirvana pill to dissipate!

"Wow~ I absolutely love the nine-turn nirvana pill!"

Upon realizing this, Chen Yan was already overjoyed.

But on his face, he had to put on a look of grievance and solemnity—acting like a good person who was forced into this situation.

He seemed at a loss, yet his lips showed no intention of letting go.

In fact, they pressed even tighter!

His tongue slid restlessly inside Leng Qingshuang's mouth.

"Mmph!!!"

Leng Qingshuang's eyes widened instantly, a flush of red blooming on her face!

Rebellious Disciple!

Dammit!

To think he'd take this chance to take liberties with his Revered Master!

She raised her hand, wanting to push Chen Yan away.

But as soon as she moved, the spiritual power inside her became turbulent.

The power of the Yin and Yang convergence was like an invisible chain, binding the two of them tightly together.

Neither could leave the other!

"Mmph!!!"

She wanted to speak, but her cherry-red lips were blocked tight.

She could only let out muffled whimpers.

What made her both ashamed and angry was that the Rebellious Disciple's inner thoughts continued to barge into her mind.

"Revered Master's lips are still so soft and sweet~"

"Even better than last time on the Heavenly Ladder of the Lihuo Immortal Abode!"

"If only I could kiss her for a lifetime!"

"Besides, since I've already kissed her, Revered Master definitely can't marry anyone else. We might as well get married right here!"

"I've saved Revered Master and gotten to kiss her sweet mouth; this is a huge win for me!"

Leng Qingshuang's face turned so red it looked like it might bleed.

The flush spread from her cheeks to her ears, and then down to her neck.

She wanted to push Chen Yan away, but feared he would get hurt.

"Rebellious Disciple... what an ill-fated relationship..."

She sighed helplessly in her heart.

Since she couldn't push him away, she would just endure it silently; it should be over soon!

It's just that the Rebellious Disciple's...

Why is it still moving??

Chen Yan was indeed moving.

Although their bodies were locked by the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode, their mouths were not restricted.

His tongue roamed freely inside her mouth.

Sweeping over her pearly teeth.

Gliding across her palate.

Finally, it lingered on her soft, fragrant tongue, gently teasing it.

Leng Qingshuang's body shuddered violently.

A numbing sensation spread from the tip of her tongue throughout her entire body.

In that instant, her gaze began to grow hazy.

Her initial desire to resist unknowingly faded a little.

"Rebellious Disciple... when did he... get so good at this..."

"Bah! No! Why am I thinking like this?"

"But... surprisingly, it's actually quite comfortable..."

"Mmm~~~"

Leng Qingshuang let out an alluring hum from her nose in bashfulness; she felt as if her entire being was melting.

Chen Yan carefully felt the changes in his Revered Master's body, a smug curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

As the effects of the nine-turn nirvana pill gradually subsided, the restrictions of the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode also began to loosen.

His hands suddenly regained their freedom.

His hands, which had been resting on the bed, had at some point quietly wrapped around Leng Qingshuang's slender waist.

Through her thin clothing, his palms could clearly feel the curves of her waist.

Not a bit of excess fat.

It was firm and elastic.

"Mmm~ Ah~~"

Leng Qingshuang's body suddenly stiffened.

She could clearly feel a hot hand encircling her waist, gently stroking it.

A gentle, burning hand!

It felt as if it were about to melt her.

Rebellious Disciple... no... ah~~~

You can't go any higher~~~ mm~~

No... stop...

She instinctively began to struggle, her movements pulling at her Daoist Robe.

Her lapel loosened during the struggle, and her jade-white, exquisitely beautiful collarbone became faintly visible right before Chen Yan's eyes.

A patch of skin as delicate as jade was already exposed at the neckline.

Chen Yan's gaze instinctively flickered downward.

And then...

"Pfft!"

Two streams of nosebleed instantly erupted from his nostrils, dripping onto Leng Qingshuang's full, Snow-white Breasts!

"Revered Master, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Chen Yan instinctively reached out and pressed his hand against Leng Qingshuang's milky-white breasts, gently wiping them.

Then, after feeling Leng Qingshuang's stunned gaze...

He looked down at his hand, then looked up at his Revered Master's face, which was filled with extreme shame and indignation.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Chen Yan: "(.;ﾟ;:beneficial:;ﾟ;.)"

I'm dead! I'm so dead!

This time, I'm really going to die!

He looked at his Revered Master's face, which was full of shame and anger, his brain working frantically.

What do I do? What do I do?

How the hell am I supposed to explain this?!

Would Revered Master slap him to death?

I can't possibly say it's because Revered Master is too beautiful that I couldn't help myself, that I was forced by circumstance, and that the hand moved on its own and has nothing to do with me, right?

One of his hands was still wrapped around Leng Qingshuang's waist, not letting go.

Looking at his Revered Master so close at hand, he stammered out an explanation:

"Revered Master, that... I... you... that..."

His voice trembled uncontrollably, halting and stumbling, unable to form a complete sentence.

But what he didn't expect was...

Leng Qingshuang only gave him a fierce glare but didn't get angry.

Those cold eyes were now filled with embarrassment and annoyance.

She was ashamed that she had actually been handled by her Rebellious Disciple just now.

She was annoyed that this Rebellious Disciple still hadn't let go of her even now!

Hasn't he taken enough liberties yet?

This Rebellious Disciple is simply outrageous!

She angrily raised her hand, pulled a Handkerchief from her robes, and gently wiped the nosebleed from Chen Yan's face.

Her movements were very gentle.

As if she were afraid of hurting him.

But her mouth said disdainfully, "So filthy..."

Chen Yan stared blankly at this scene, suddenly finding his Revered Master strangely adorable.

A Revered Master like this seemed more like a living, breathing person.

Rather than a cold iceberg!

"The way Revered Master looks when she's angry looks like a bristling kitten no matter how you look at it."

"She looks fierce, but she's actually very cute!"

Leng Qingshuang's hand wiping the blood paused. She lightly bit her lower lip and said in shame and anger, "Chen Yan!"

"Do you think your Revered Master is easy to bully?"

Chen Yan immediately shuddered and quickly explained, "Revered Master, your Disciple respects and loves you too much to ever bully you!"

Leng Qingshuang rolled her eyes at him. "Then just how much longer do you plan to keep your hand on your Revered Master's waist?"