121: Once you've gained enough strength, I will naturally explain everything to you.

"Revered Master, do you recognize your mistake?"

Xu Jinhuan's palm landed heavily on the quilt, striking the large lump beside the pillow.

"Huaner, what are you doing!~"

Li Qingyue was sleepy-eyed, her voice soft and sweet, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl throwing a morning tantrum.

Pia~

Another heavy slap.

Li Qingyue's buttocks hurt again, and she finally woke up, recalling the terror of being completely dominated by Xu Jinhuan earlier.

It was pleasurable, yes.

But the strange feeling of her body completely losing control, with every muscle trembling instinctively, still left her shaken.

It was all over the room.

Moreover, this Rebellious Disciple even overturned the natural order, making her, the Revered Master, utter the shameless address of 'Brother Huan.'

Yet, for a moment of pleasure, she had no choice but to say it.

How embarrassing!

As the ridiculous memories flooded her mind, Li Qingyue blushed deeply, quickly covering her head with the quilt and acting like an ostrich.

"Revered Master, who exactly are you?"

Xu Jinhuan's voice was much more serious, yet his tenderness was exactly the same as last night, making her sink into it.

Li Qingyue was startled by the question, momentarily forgetting her shivering.

Her supremely beautiful head poked out from under the covers, her hair slightly messy. Her Phoenix eyes were brimming with affection as she looked at Xu Jinhuan and murmured.

"Hmph, Huaner, you are really strange. I am your Revered Master. The specially invited Grand Elder of the Taiyi Holy Land, Li Qingyue. Who else could I be?"

This answer clearly couldn't fool Xu Jinhuan. He placed his hand on the quilt, aiming at the plump buttocks area underneath, and began to gesture.

"Revered Master, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child? Such a perfunctory answer won't fool me!"

"Hurry up and tell me, what kind of Prodigy are you? Otherwise, your Disciple will completely spank your butt raw!"

As he spoke, Xu Jinhuan gave a light pat as a warning.

"Don't, don't hit me, I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Feeling the familiar palm, Li Qingyue quickly rolled over and hid her beautiful, full buttocks, lest they suffer the wicked hands of the scoundrel beside her.

"I suppose you've already guessed that I am not a native of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, but rather I come from the Endless Immortal Domain, from the endpoint of the Myriad Worlds."

"Regarding my identity, I cannot tell you yet. Firstly, your strength is not yet sufficient, and knowing now would bring no benefits.

Secondly, it would trigger certain unseen taboos, which could bring terrible consequences upon us both."

Saying this, Li Qingyue gave Xu Jinhuan a look—full of charm and utterly peerless.

"Therefore, you Rebellious Disciple, don't just focus on contradicting your Revered Master. Cultivating properly is the Righteous Path! Once your strength is sufficient, I will naturally explain everything to you."

Although he didn't hear the result he wanted, Xu Jinhuan knew that this was everything the Addictive Master could say, so he stopped pressing the issue.

"Revered Master, that statement is wrong. I am not some lustful worm who only cares about Physical Body desires. Look at my Realm?"

Hearing this, Li Qingyue was astonished to discover that the Realm of her troublesome Disciple had actually reached the sixth level of the Heavenly God Realm!

"Huaner, your Dual Cultivation Technique has actually reached such a profound level? I was so busy enjoying myself that I didn't even notice."

Saying this, the Addictive Master suddenly realized something.

"Wait, you stinky brat, were you secretly insulting me just now?"

A lustful worm focused only on physical pleasure—wasn't that referring to her, Li Qingyue?

After she finished speaking, Li Qingyue felt a chill beside her. Her former bedmate had suddenly vanished, his whereabouts unknown.

"Hmm? Where is he? Huaner?"

"Running off after sleeping with me, what a bastard!"

Li Qingyue, having been branded a lustful worm, cursed under her breath, twisting and turning.

She just couldn't get out of bed.

She couldn't even stand up while leaning on the wall... "How did this brat improve so much? He's truly an animal!"

"Good thing I found him another woman, otherwise I really couldn't withstand this beastly penetration..."

The Addictive Master felt fortunate in her heart... After thoroughly teaching his Revered Master a lesson, helping her with a fundamental cure, and obtaining some of the answers he wanted.

Xu Jinhuan returned to his separate courtyard feeling refreshed.

The courtyard was already bustling with celebratory activity.

A group of women moved in and out, red lanterns hung high, and colorful silk ribbons fluttered. While setting up the wedding venue, they gritted their teeth with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Why isn't the bride me?!

I could also be a maid! I could also warm the bed! I could also please him every night!

Even Fang Qingyao and Jiang Luoyi, the two little cats who had secretly managed to get a taste, were staring blankly at the red paper in their hands, lost in thought.

Xu Jinhuan couldn't help but shake his head as he watched these girls busy themselves, looking both envious and resentful.

Alas, holding beauties in both arms is not my desire.

But there's nothing I can do. Who told me I possess a face so handsome it shocks the world?

Besides, I can't possibly let down their genuine feelings, can I?

Looking around the whole venue, only Qin Mengli, one of the parties involved, was completely blank-faced, her eyes numb, like a soul-less puppet.

"How could this happen..."

"Wasn't I about to escape this bastard? How did I end up... marrying him..."

Beside Qin Mengli, a beautiful woman who looked seventy percent like her but had a fuller, more mature figure, was holding a large pile of cloth-bound picture albums, nagging and tirelessly explaining things to her.

At the same time, she was pointing at her body, explaining the force application points and techniques.

Noticing her daughter was distracted, the beautiful woman poked her forehead in frustration, bringing her attention back, and continued to teach by example:

"Oh, daughter, you are about to be married. You absolutely must learn these things!"

"Come, follow your mother's movements. First, familiarize yourself with this posture... now try this one..."

"..."

Xu Jinhuan glanced briefly at the seductive content in the picture albums from afar, immediately paused, and quickly averted his gaze.

The Qin Family truly lived up to its name as an Eternal Family. Their Legacy was ancient, their artistry exquisite, and the details lifelike.

Every movement was vivid and lifelike, practically making one's Bloodline surge.

In the room, Qin Mengli's pretty face was flushed crimson, and her ears were burning, yet she dared not disobey her mother's instruction. She could only nod 'mm-hmm' in response, her body reluctantly following and striking those embarrassing poses.

The heartbroken mother was teaching online; it was better if he didn't look... After walking around, Xu Jinhuan returned to his room and sat down quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Qingyao quietly entered, holding a cup of hot tea.

She naturally knelt beside his legs, gently raising her soft hands and beginning to massage his legs and shoulders.

Xu Jinhuan calmly accepted this long-awaited service.

Since taking Qin Mengli as a maid, massaging his legs and back had not fallen to Fang Qingyao for a long time.

Both sides remained silent in mutual understanding.

After a long while, when the hot tea was finished, Xu Jinhuan finally spoke.

"Qingyao Senior Sister, I'm sorry. This marriage came so suddenly, I..."

Before he could finish, Fang Qingyao shook her head, interrupting his words.

"My Lord, there is no need to apologize. Qingyao doesn't mind. To be able to stay by My Lord's side is already Qingyao's greatest fortune; Qingyao dares not ask for more."

Saying this, she sensibly squatted down, reached back with both hands, skillfully coiled her dark hair, revealing her fair, slender neck, and gently leaned her head closer, intending to do something.

But she was stopped by Xu Jinhuan.

Fang Qingyao froze and looked up.

"My Lord, do you no longer want Qingyao?"

Her voice was faint, carrying a trace of trembling, making one feel pity.