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159: Madam Wang was shocked!
"It is entirely thanks to Master that Disciple was able to retrieve the family's ancestral ultimate technique. Disciple knows his own Aptitude is dull, please Master — accept it!" Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and held the package forward.
Ning Zhongze, standing to the side, was stunned and looked at Ning Yuan.
Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Madam Wang, and smilingly took it, but said: "Pingzhi, you truly have great filial piety. In consideration of your heart, I, as your Master, will certainly Cultivate you well. As for this swordplay, since it is your Lin family's ancestral technique, it is better for you to keep it yourself."
Ning Yuan casually tossed the package back to Lin Pingzhi, adding: "You are an honest person with a chivalrous heart. Cultivate your martial arts well, and in the future, I might just teach you the Zixia Divine Skill."
Before Lin Pingzhi could recover from the joy of retrieving what was lost, he heard another massive gift land on his head. He looked up in astonishment and muttered, "Zixia Divine Skill?"
"Senior Brother?" Hearing this, Ning Zhongze's expression changed, and she looked at Yue Buqun in astonishment. After all, this ultimate technique hadn't even been taught to Linghu Chong, the first Disciple of Mount Hua, yet now he was promising it to Lin Pingzhi. How could Ning Zhongze remain calm?
"Father, you're teaching Little Linzi the Zixia Divine Skill, but what about Senior Brother?" Lingshan also couldn't help but ask.
"It's fair competition. A Cultivation Technique isn't meant for only one person to Cultivate. In the end, it depends on each of your performances." Ning Yuan patted Lin Pingzhi's shoulder, "Lin Pingzhi, do not let your mother's painstaking efforts go to waste."
"Thank you, Master! Disciple will definitely Cultivate well and will never bring shame to Master." Lin Pingzhi kowtowed excitedly and shouted loudly.
Seeing this, Lingshan pouted, and Ning Zhongze's expression was complex. However, it wasn't the right time to publicly contradict Yue Buqun and cause him to lose Face, so she prepared to ask her Senior Brother about his thoughts in private.
"Mr. Yue, Madam Ning, since we have arrived in Fuzhou, why not stay temporarily at my Lin residence?" Madam Wang stepped forward a few paces. "Although the Lin residence has been wiped out and is quite chaotic, fortunately, the bodies have been dealt with. It only needs a little tidying up, and it will be fit for living."
"That will do." Ning Yuan did not refuse and nodded in agreement.
That night, Ning Yuan stayed in the room arranged by Madam Wang.
"Senior Brother, why did you suddenly decide to teach the Zixia Divine Skill to Lin Pingzhi? The Zixia Divine Skill is our Mount Hua's supreme Cultivation Technique; it has always been reserved for the Sect Head and the future Sect Head. Even Chong'er hasn't been taught it yet..." Once they returned to the room and were alone, Ning Zhongze couldn't help but ask.
"You know what kind of personality Chong'er has; he cannot calm his heart. The Zixia Divine Skill requires the utmost focus. It's not that I don't want to teach him, but once he cannot focus, I fear that teaching him the Zixia would only harm him. That is why I want him to gain more experience for a few years and stabilize his mindset." Ning Yuan said earnestly to Ning Zhongze.
Ning Zhongze was speechless upon hearing this. Although she hadn't cultivated the Zixia Divine Skill, she knew that its characteristics were indeed as described. "I misunderstood you, Senior Brother. But does Lin Pingzhi really have such Aptitude? After all, he has only been in the sect for a few months."
"Didn't you plead for him in the beginning, asking for him to be accepted into my sect? Why now..." "Senior Brother, that's not what I meant, I just..." Ning Zhongze said up to this point, then shook her head, "Everything is up to you, Senior Brother."
"Junior Sister, rest assured. I will make Mount Hua more prosperous than ever before." Ning Yuan pulled Ning Zhongze into his arms and said softly. As Ning Yuan's hands moved gently, Ning Zhongze soon became flushed.
"Junior Sister, today..." "Senior Brother, don't worry, today is fine. Even if I really can't endure it, didn't you say you could go from behind..." Saying this, Ning Zhongze, Face flushed, could not continue. "You are willing, Junior Sister?" Ning Yuan's eyes lit up. But Ning Zhongze averted her gaze, not daring to look directly at Ning Yuan, and only whispered, "I don't want you to be uncomfortable, Senior Brother." "Then let us lubricate first." Ning Yuan picked her up.
Soon, an hour later, Ning Yuan looked at Ning Zhongze, who was lying on the bed with her back to him, and slowly... Ning Zhongze's eyes widened instantly. She felt an unprecedented sensation and shame. "So it is actually possible here..." "How did Senior Brother know about these things?" Such doubts surfaced in Ning Zhongze's heart. But soon, she could no longer think.
... In the Lin family's Master bedroom. Madam Wang sat in the room, looking at the familiar surroundings, and could not help but recall the scenes of her and Lin Zhendong's loving marriage. This place had carried more than a decade of her happiness and affection. Now, only she remained. Her husband would never appear again. Thinking of this, the image of Yue Buqun suddenly surfaced in Madam Wang's mind, and she was immediately startled.
"How could I think of Headmaster Yue?" "Especially here..." Madam Wang drank a cup of tea, but still could not calm down, so she walked out of the room. Without realizing it, she arrived at the courtyard of Ning Yuan and Ning Zhongze.
"The lights are still on. Could Mr. Yue and Madam Ning not have rested yet?" A trace of doubt arose in Madam Wang's heart. She couldn't help but slowly approach the window, and then she heard a peculiar sound. "Why is it so intense?" Madam Wang was curious. A look of struggle appeared on her Face; she wanted to poke through the window paper, but felt awkward. Her moral bottom line told her she shouldn't do such a thing. But her restless heart ultimately could not suppress her curiosity.
Madam Wang poked through the window paper and, through the hole, saw the situation inside. Soon, Madam Wang's mouth gradually opened wide. "This, this..." Madam Wang was speechless for a moment, "How can it be there... Madam Ning actually agreed to such a request, this is truly..."
Madam Wang felt her heart rate accelerate and couldn't help but step back. For a moment, she was even less sleepy, and her mood became more restless. "It's truly hard to imagine that Heroine Ning, who is virtuous and dignified in front of everyone, plays so wildly with Headmaster Yue." Madam Wang left the courtyard and couldn't help but swallow. The scene she had just witnessed brought her an unprecedented shock. Even now, her heart was still beating very fast.
... The next day. When everyone was eating, Ning Zhongze did not appear. Madam Wang feigned ignorance and asked: "Where is Madam Ning? Is she not eating?" "Junior Sister is feeling unwell and is resting." Ning Yuan glanced at Madam Wang with a smile that was not quite a smile, which made Madam Wang's heart tremble.
"What? Mother is sick? Then I will go check on her." Lingshan quickly stood up upon hearing this. Soon, Lin Pingzhi also stood up, "Master, Mother, I will go practice martial arts first." Having just obtained the Evil-Exorcising Swordplay Manual, Lin Pingzhi hadn't slept well all night and was prepared to study it carefully today. "Go ahead," Madam Wang said casually.
But she soon realized that with the departure of Lin Pingzhi and Lingshan, only she and Ning Yuan remained in the room. As for Lao Denuo, he had been ordered by Ning Yuan yesterday to go out and keep an eye on the people from Mount Song. "Mr. Yue." Madam Wang felt nervous thinking about the scene she saw last night. "Madam saw it last night, didn't you?" Ning Yuan, however, was blunt and said directly.
"Ah?" Madam Wang exclaimed, eyes wide, looking at Ning Yuan in astonishment. But thinking of his internal energy, perhaps her footsteps had indeed been heard. She could only look embarrassed and quickly explained, "I, I didn't mean to." Ning Yuan grabbed Madam Wang's uneasy, delicate hand, and Madam Wang immediately stiffened. "Madam, it's nothing to have seen it, no need to apologize." Ning Yuan gave a gentle pull, and Madam Wang was pulled into his arms.
Madam Wang immediately showed a panicked expression, looking around, fearing being seen, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yue, be careful of being seen here." "So you mean, as long as we change to a place where others cannot see, it will be fine?" Ning Yuan playfully lifted Madam Wang's chin. Madam Wang closed her eyes in tacit agreement. Soon, Ning Yuan carried Madam Wang to Madam Wang's room.
Seeing that they had returned to her own room, Madam Wang immediately looked hesitant, "Mr. Yue, how about we change to another place?" Doing such a thing in the place where she used to be intimate with her husband gave Madam Wang a feeling of betrayal. "What is wrong with here?" Ning Yuan asked playfully. Madam Wang hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and said: "This is the room where I and my husband... I really..." Before Madam Wang could finish her sentence, her mouth was blocked. Not long after, as clothes fell to the ground, Madam Wang had no choice but to endure the coming storm. "Mr. Yue, I absolutely cannot do the kind with Madam Ning." Madam Wang made a final stand.