Chapter 109 Taking Advantage of Senior Brother

A gentle breeze swept across the Purple Bamboo Peak, stirring up layers of green waves.

Returning from the Taichu Great Hall, Su Ye did not return directly to his Immortal Cave, but landed straight in front of the main square of Purple Bamboo Peak.

The decisive Killing Intent he had shown at the mountain gate and the oppressive Aura he had used to corner the Sect Leader in the Grand Hall dissipated instantly the moment he stepped into this long-missed gentle embrace.

Senior Brother!

Before Su Ye could even stand firm, a fragrant breeze rushed towards him.

It was a rich scent of Alchemy, mixed with the unique fragrance of a woman, passionate and uninhibited.

Immediately after, a fiery red figure collided directly into Su Ye's arms like a swallow returning to the forest.

His arms were filled with softness and fragrance.

The astonishing elasticity made Su Ye's heart flutter involuntarily.

The person who arrived was his Second Junior Sister, Jiang Wanyin.

She was dressed in a fiery red flowing fairy dress, the neckline cut quite low, revealing a dazzling expanse of snow-white skin.

Her charming and moving face was currently filled with anxiety and concern.

Senior Brother, are you alright?

Jiang Wanyin's hands wandered all over Su Ye, from his chest to his waist and abdomen, as if she were inspecting some rare treasure.

I heard you killed a Semi-Saint at the mountain gate? Are you injured? Is anything hurting?

Oh my, let Junior Sister see, it breaks my heart!

As she spoke, her boneless-looking little hands were about to burrow into Su Ye's clothes.

The corner of Su Ye's mouth twitched, and he pressed down on those restless hands.

Wanyin, stop fooling around.

Your Senior Brother is just fine. Can a few measly Demon Cult scoundrels really hurt me?

Jiang Wanyin raised her head, her watery peach blossom eyes filled with worship and a hint of undisguised admiration.

I knew Senior Brother was the most amazing!

But...

Her eyes swirled, and instead of retreating, her body pressed even tighter, her red lips close to Su Ye's ear, breathing like an orchid.

I heard the news in the Pill Refining Room just now, and I was so scared that my Pill Furnace exploded.

Senior Brother, you not only have to compensate me for my Pill Furnace, but you also have to compensate this little heart of mine that has been frightened.

Su Ye smiled helplessly.

This Second Junior Sister was born with a seductive bone and a Top-grade Fire Spirit Root; when she became passionate, she could almost melt a person.

If it were anyone else, their soul would have been hooked away by this enchantress long ago.

Second Martial Sister!

Just then, a cold voice tinged with a hint of annoyance rang out.

Lin Qingzhu and Qin Yurou had just landed.

Seeing Jiang Wanyin almost hanging on Su Ye, a layer of frost instantly covered Lin Qingzhu's clear and beautiful face.

The long sword in her hand gave a soft clang, as if it had sensed its Revered Master's Killing Intent.

In broad daylight, acting so intimately, what kind of decorum is this!

Lin Qingzhu walked over quickly, grabbed Jiang Wanyin's wrist, and forcibly pulled her off Su Ye.

Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!

Jiang Wanyin rubbed her wrist, giving Lin Qingzhu a charming, sidelong glance.

Third Junior Sister, what are you doing?

I was just worried about Senior Brother, unlike you, holding that broken sword all day, cold and icy, aren't you afraid of freezing Senior Brother?

You!

Lin Qingzhu was choked with anger, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Sophistry! I think you clearly just want to take advantage of Senior Brother!

So what if I want to take advantage of him?

Jiang Wanyin puffed out her proud chest, righteous and confident, Senior Brother is heroic and mighty. I admire Senior Brother and want to be close to him. What is wrong with that?

It's you, you clearly want to as well, but you insist on putting on a high and mighty act.

If we weren't here, who knows what you would do to Senior Brother.

You're talking nonsense!

Lin Qingzhu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, ashamed and angry, I didn't... I just respect Senior Brother!

Respect? Heh.

Jiang Wanyin covered her mouth and chuckled, the playfulness in her eyes intensifying, Respect enough to secretly embroider a sword tassel for Senior Brother last night?

That was...

Lin Qingzhu's face turned red enough to drip blood, and she subconsciously wanted to hide the sword tassel hanging at her waist that she hadn't given away yet.

Alright, alright, stop arguing.

Su Ye looked at the scene, which was like a Shura field, and only felt a headache.

The daily life of Purple Bamboo Peak was truly too lively for anyone to handle.

Senior Brother, hug!

Taking advantage of the two Senior Sisters arguing, the little clever ghost Qin Yurou saw her chance and suddenly dove into the other side of Su Ye's arms.

The little girl raised her delicate and cute face, blinking her big eyes.

Second Senior Sister is bad, Third Senior Sister is fierce, only Yurou is the best.

Senior Brother is tired, right? Yurou will massage your shoulders.

As she spoke, her pair of pink fists landed gently on Su Ye's shoulders, the strength moderate, clearly having practiced.

Su Ye laughed dumbly and reached out to flick her nose.

Yurou is still the most considerate.

At this praise, Qin Yurou smiled until her eyebrows curved, like a cat that had successfully stolen fish.

She even provocatively looked at the two Senior Sisters who were confronting each other.

Jiang Wanyin and Lin Qingzhu turned their heads at the same time, their gazes like knives, fiercely glaring at Qin Yurou.

This little girl, she usually looks silly, but at the critical moment, she actually stole the home!

Senior Brother is biased!

Jiang Wanyin wouldn't have it, twisted her waist, and wrapped around him again, hugging Su Ye's left arm.

I want to massage Senior Brother's back too! I also know how to massage, why don't you come to my room tonight to try it, Senior Brother?

Shameless!

Lin Qingzhu gritted her teeth, although she was scolding, her body honestly moved to Su Ye's right side.

She stretched out her hand somewhat awkwardly and gently tugged on Su Ye's sleeve.

Senior Brother... I, I have newly comprehended a set of sword techniques and would like to ask for your guidance.

Guiding sword techniques? I think you want to guide it to the bed, right? Jiang Wanyin mercilessly exposed her.

Jiang Wanyin! I want to duel with you!

Come on! Who's afraid of you! Watch me burn that broken sword of yours!

Three women make a play.

In this courtyard of Purple Bamboo Peak, it was instantly filled with a thick smell of gunpowder, and that vinegar smell that was almost overflowing.

Su Ye was caught in the middle, held on both sides, and also had to endure Lin Qingzhu's resentful gaze.

Painful yet happy.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, and the two women were really about to draw their swords and ignite the flames.

Cough, cough!

A slightly weak, but dignified cough came from the attic on the second floor of the main hall.

This sound was not loud, but it was like a needle to calm the sea, instantly suppressing the entire scene.

The three Junior Sisters, who were originally chattering, stiffened instantly.

Just like startled quails, they instantly retracted all their claws and teeth.

Jiang Wanyin released Su Ye's arm as if electrocuted and tidied her messy collar.

Lin Qingzhu sheathed her sword and stood straight.

Qin Yurou also obediently took her hands off Su Ye's shoulders and lowered her head, looking at her toes.

Su Ye looked up.

Only to see a stunning figure appear behind the carved railing on the second floor.

Leng Yueli was dressed in a loose moon-white robe, which seemed to have been thrown on in a hurry, her long hair casually coiled into a bun, revealing a noble air that could not be violated amidst her laziness.

It was just that her pretty face, which was usually as cold as a fairy, was currently carrying a few imperceptible blushes, and a trace of... deep resentment.

Those beautiful eyes coldly swept over the three Disciples below.

Finally, they fixed on Su Ye, with a bit of warning and a bit of coquettish anger in her eyes.

This Rebellious Disciple!

She was upstairs, aching all over and unable to get out of bed, yet he was downstairs, surrounded by three little enchantresses!

He even looked like he was enjoying it!

It really infuriated her!

Early in the morning, making such a racket, what kind of decorum is this?

Leng Yueli's voice was cold, revealing an Aura that commanded respect without anger.

Revered Master!

The three women bowed together, not daring to breathe loudly.

In this Primordial Origin Holy Land, and even the entire Eastern Wasteland, the reputation of Leng Yueli as an Iceberg Beauty was well-known.

Even they, as Personal Disciples, were in awe of their Revered Master.

Of course, except for a certain Rebellious Disciple who had already eaten the Revered Master clean.

Wanyin.

Leng Yueli's gaze fell on the second Disciple, her tone indifferent.

As a Golden Core Cultivator, instead of stabilizing your Realm, you are here with disheveled clothes and revealing your seductive nature. If this gets out, wouldn't it make people laugh at our Purple Bamboo Peak for failing to teach its Disciples?

Jiang Wanyin shrank her neck in fear and quickly pulled up her collar.

Revered Master, please forgive me, this Disciple knows she is wrong.

Qing Zhu.

Leng Yueli's gaze shifted.

A Sword Cultivator should have a heart as still as water. You are so restless, drawing your sword at every turn, where is your Sword Heart?

Lin Qingzhu lowered her head in shame: This Disciple knows she is wrong, and will strictly follow Revered Master's teachings.

And you, Yurou.

Leng Yueli looked at the youngest Disciple.

Your Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart is a talent for Cultivate, yet you only know how to act spoiled and cute all day. If you don't work harder, I don't know how you will pass next month's Sect trial.

Qin Yurou stuck out her tongue and muttered softly: This Disciple knows...

Su Ye stood below, holding back his laughter.

He knew his Revered Master too well.

This wasn't a lecture at all; it was clearly jealousy!

And it was the kind of old vinegar, sour enough to break teeth.

Revered Master is right to teach us.

Su Ye stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said solemnly, The Junior Sisters have indeed been a bit slack. This Disciple will definitely supervise them strictly in the future.

Leng Yueli glared at him fiercely.

Supervise strictly?

I think you want to be the one who steals from the storehouse!

Since you know you are wrong, why don't you go and Cultivate?

Leng Yueli waved her large sleeve and gave the order to leave.

Wanyin, go to the Pill Refining Room and copy the Pill Formula three hundred times, you are not allowed to come out today.

Qing Zhu, go to the bamboo forest behind the mountain and practice your sword three thousand times, not one less.

Yurou, go to the Scripture Pavilion and memorize the 'Taichu Meditation Mantra', I will spot-check you tonight.

Ah?!

The three women let out a wail.

But under Leng Yueli's cold gaze, no one dared to refute.

They could only hang their heads one by one, looking at Su Ye with reluctance, and then dejectedly went to receive their punishments.

Before leaving, Jiang Wanyin did not forget to give Su Ye a wink and mouthed: Senior Brother, wait for me tonight.

As a result, she was hit on the buttocks by a burst of Spiritual Qi from Leng Yueli, exclaimed, and fled in panic while covering her buttocks.

In the blink of an eye.

The originally noisy square was left with only Su Ye and Leng Yueli on the upper floor.

A breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

Su Ye looked up, watching the beautiful woman who was pretending to be calm, and the smile on his face could no longer be hidden.

Revered Master, your jealousy is really strong.

His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The next second.

Su Ye had already appeared on the second-floor balcony, standing behind Leng Yueli.

He reached out and naturally wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

The familiar cold fragrance drifted into his nostrils.

Leng Yueli's body trembled slightly, but she did not struggle, just leaned softly into his arms.

The Aura of the high-and-mighty Revered Master collapsed in this moment, turning into the coquettishness and grievances of a young girl.

Presumptuous!

She scolded stiffly and reached out to pinch the back of Su Ye's hand fiercely.

Who is jealous? Revered Master is... is doing this for their own good!

If I let them be as unfocused as you, how will they stand in the world of Cultivator in the future?

Su Ye didn't expose her, resting his chin on her rounded shoulders, sniffing the faint fragrance in her hair.

Yes, yes, yes, Revered Master teaches well and has good intentions.

However...

Su Ye changed the subject, his palm restlessly stroking her waist.

Since Revered Master is awake, is your body feeling better?

Just now when I saw you scolding the Junior Sisters, your breath was full, so I assume you have recovered well?

Hearing this, Leng Yueli's pretty face turned red, like a ripe red apple.

She turned around, her beautiful eyes full of anger, and punched Su Ye in the chest hard.

You still dare to talk!

If it weren't for you last night... tossing me like that, how could I...

Speaking of this, she was too shy to continue, only biting her lip, her eyes slightly red.

A dignified Tribulation Crossing Realm Great Power, who usually could summon clouds and rain with a flip of her hand.

Yet, waking up this morning, she actually felt her legs weak, unable to even walk steadily.

If this were to spread, where would she, the Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak, put her face?

"Alright, alright, it is this Disciple's fault."

Su Ye's eyes were full of doting, he grabbed her fist and kissed it by his mouth.

"This Disciple knows he was wrong, and will make amends to Revered Master right now."

"Hmph, how will you make amends?"

Leng Yueli arrogantly lifted her chin, "That bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat, if it's not delicious, I will hold you accountable."

"That goes without saying."

Su Ye laughed, "However, before eating, there is one more thing to do."

"What thing?"

Leng Yueli was stunned.

Su Ye suddenly bent down and picked her up horizontally.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Leng Yueli exclaimed, subconsciously hugging his neck, her feet kicking in the air.

"This is outside! Someone will see!"

"Rest assured, Revered Master."

Su Ye held her and strode into the room, using his foot to hook the door shut behind him.

"This Purple Bamboo Peak has a barrier; apart from you, Revered Master, no one can see through it."

"Moreover..."

Su Ye gently placed her on the soft couch covered with a soft brocade quilt, leaned over her, his hands braced on either side of her body, his gaze burning.

"Revered Master sent the Junior Sisters away just now, wasn't it because you wanted to have this Disciple all to yourself?"

"Since Revered Master is so enthusiastic, how could this Disciple dare to disobey?"

Leng Yueli looked at the handsome face so close, feeling the masculine Aura rushing towards her, her heart rate suddenly accelerated.

She wanted to push him away, but found she couldn't muster a shred of strength.

Or rather.

She didn't want to push him away at all.

"Smooth talker..."

Leng Yueli turned her head away, not daring to look into his eyes that seemed capable of ensnaring a soul, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum.

"Revered Master... Revered Master is just..."

"Just what?"

Su Ye leaned in with a wicked smile, his warm breath spraying onto her sensitive earlobe.

Leng Yueli's body went soft, completely giving up resistance.

She reached out, gently hooking Su Ye's neck, her eyes flowing with emotion, full of charm.

At this moment, she was no longer that high and mighty Elder of Primordial Origin Holy Land.

She was just a little woman longing for affection.

"Just... missed you."

This simple sentence instantly ignited the flames in Su Ye's heart.

He let out a low roar and leaned down to kiss those alluring red lips.

...

A long time passed.

Their lips parted.

Leng Yueli lay panting in Su Ye's embrace, her clothes disheveled, her face like a peach blossom.

Her pair of watery autumn eyes were filled with hazy mist.

"Bad egg..."

She drew circles on Su Ye's chest, her voice so soft and sweet it could drip water.

"It's daytime now, aren't you afraid Sect Leader Ye will suddenly look for you?"

Su Ye gently stroked her waterfall-like black hair, looking very comfortable.

"He gave me the privilege of 'acting first and reporting later'; even if I poked a hole in the sky right now, he would have to cover for me."

Speaking of serious matters, Su Ye's expression became a bit more serious.

"Revered Master, I have already asked Elder Xingtian to deal with those on the list."

"But this is only on the surface."

"Since the Heavenly Demon Cult dared to make a move on the Ancestral Mausoleum, it shows that their infiltration of our Primordial Origin Holy Land is far deeper than imagined."

Leng Yueli heard this, and her expression also became serious.

She propped herself up, the silky satin sliding down her fragrant shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, smooth skin.

But she couldn't care about covering up at this moment.

"You mean, there is a bigger fish?"

Su Ye nodded, a flash of cold light in his eyes.

"Although the Alchemy Peak Elder is at the Dongxu Realm, he is just an attendant."

"To allow a semi-Saint level powerhouse to silently infiltrate the periphery of the Ancestral Mausoleum, he alone could not do it."

"There must be a mole among the high-level Sect members."

"And, their status is definitely not low."

Leng Yueli was shocked.

If even the high-level members had traitors, then the current situation of the Primordial Origin Holy Land could be described as precarious.

"Then what do you plan to do?"

Leng Yueli looked at him worriedly, "If the commotion is too big, it might cause a dog to jump the wall in desperation..."

"That is exactly what I want them to do."

Su Ye sneered, his fingers gently curling a strand of Leng Yueli's beautiful hair.

"Only when the water is muddy is it easy to catch fish."

"I want to use this purge to force all the monsters and demons out."

"As long as they dare to move, they will show their true colors."

Looking at the man before her who was strategizing and radiating dominance, Leng Yueli's eyes were full of infatuation.

Once upon a time.

He was just a little boy who needed her protection.

Now, he had become a pillar that could stand on his own, and even shield the entire Sect from wind and rain.

This sense of achievement from raising him, mixed with the thrill of a forbidden romance, made Leng Yueli unable to stop.

"No matter what you do, Revered Master supports you."

Leng Yueli proactively leaned in and pecked the corner of his lips.

"Purple Bamboo Peak will always be your backing."

"If you really encounter an invincible opponent..."

A flash of decisive Killing Intent crossed her eyes.

"Even if I have to risk this cultivation base of mine, I will protect you completely."

Su Ye's heart warmed.

He held the beauty in his arms tightly.

"Rest assured, Lier."

"With me here, no one can touch you, and no one can touch Purple Bamboo Peak."

"Whoever dares to reach out, I will chop off their hand."

"If the Heavenly Demon Cult dares to come, then I will kill them until not a single piece of armor remains!"

Feeling the man's powerful heartbeat, Leng Yueli felt incredibly at ease.

But soon, she seemed to remember something, her willow eyebrows slightly raised, and she pinched the soft flesh on Su Ye's waist hard.

"Hiss—! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Su Ye gasped, "Revered Master, you are committing murder of your own husband!"

"Hmph!"

Leng Yueli rolled her eyes at him unhappily.

"Don't think that just because you said a few nice words, what happened just now is over."

"That little vixen Jiang Wanyin, she makes eyes at you all the time, did you enjoy it just now?"

"I'm wronged!"

Su Ye raised his hands in surrender, "That was passive defense! I didn't expect Second Junior Sister to be so... passionate."

"Passionate?"

Leng Yueli sneered, "I think she's in heat!"

"And that Lin Qingzhu, don't think I can't tell, that girl's eyes when she looks at you are also not right."

"She used to only be interested in the sword, now it's fine, she doesn't even practice the sword anymore, just revolves around you every day."

"Even that little girl Yuruo..."

Leng Yueli became angrier as she spoke, feeling that her Purple Bamboo Peak was about to become Su Ye's harem.

"Revered Master, this just shows that your Disciple is charming."

Su Ye leaned in with a cheeky smile, "But Revered Master, rest assured, among the three thousand weak waters, I only take one scoop to drink."

"No matter what they think, in my heart, only you, Lier, are the most important."

"Really?"

Leng Yueli looked at him suspiciously.

"Truer than real gold!"

Su Ye promised solemnly.

"Hmph, I'll believe you for once."

Leng Yueli huffed arrogantly, but the smile at the corner of her mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.

She stretched out her jade-like long legs and gently kicked Su Ye.

"Why don't you hurry up and cook for Revered Master?"

"I've been tired since last night and haven't had a drop of water, do you want to starve Revered Master to death?"

Su Ye looked at those jade feet, blindingly white in the sunlight, and his Adam's apple rolled.

He grabbed that delicate ankle and played with it in his palm.

"As you command, my Queen."

"But before that..."

Su Ye's eyes flashed with dangerous light, and he leaned over again.

"Your husband thinks it's more important to feed Revered Master first."

"Ah! Su Ye! You bastard!"

"Mmm..."

The room was filled with romance, endless spring scenery.

Outside the window.

A few passing spirit birds chirped, as if they were shy.

On Purple Bamboo Peak, the years were peaceful.

But beneath this peace, a bloodbath that would sweep across the entire Primordial Origin Holy Land, and even the entire Eastern Wasteland, was quietly brewing.

And Su Ye, who was at the center of the storm.

At this moment, he only wanted to indulge in this gentle land, to be a worldly person who only envies the mandarin ducks and not the immortals.

After all.

Only love and delicious food must not be let down.

The sun slanted to the west, casting dappled light through the carved window lattice onto the messy soft couch.

The romantic and sweet scent in the room had not yet dissipated, and the air seemed to still retain a temperature that made one blush and heart race.

Su Ye slowly tied the jade belt at his waist, his long fingers brushing over his lapels, smoothing out the wrinkles.

At this moment, his expression was clear, the trace of crazy possessiveness in the depths of his eyes was hidden, replaced by his usual depth and calmness.

If outsiders were to see this, they would probably not believe even if beaten to death that this cold and arrogant Saint was so ferocious on this couch just now.

"Leaving already?"

A lazy whisper came from behind, with a bit of hoarseness that hadn't yet faded.

Leng Yueli was half-leaning on the head of the bed, the brocade quilt sliding down, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders like suet jade, with a few eye-catching red plum blossoms imprinted on them.

Her black hair was scattered, and her phoenix eyes, which were usually as cold as frost, were now like thawing spring water, rippling with light.

Su Ye turned around, his gaze lingering on that snowy white for a moment, and a playful arc hooked at the corner of his mouth.

He leaned down and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"What? Is Revered Master reluctant to let this Disciple go?"

Leng Yueli's pretty face flushed red, and she shyly pulled the quilt up, covering the ambiguous marks on her body.

"Less glib talk."

She extended a jade finger and tapped his brow, her tone revealing a bit of the majesty of a Revered Master, but more of a little woman's coquettishness.

"You also know that the list involves a wide range of people."

"Although Sect Leader Ye gave you special privileges, in this Primordial Origin Holy Land, there are no shortage of old monsters who have been entrenched here for a hundred years."

"If you really push them to the edge..."

Leng Yueli's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, "Even a dog will jump over a wall if it's desperate, you must be careful."

Su Ye took the opportunity to hold her hand, gently rubbing it in his palm.

That hand was as soft as if it had no bones, yet it controlled the power of life and death over the entire Purple Bamboo Peak, and at this moment, it belonged only to him.

"Rest assured, Revered Master."

The smile in Su Ye's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a trace of chilling coldness.

"If a dog dares to jump over the wall, then break its legs and peel its skin."

"This Primordial Origin Holy Land has been too comfortable for too long."

"So long that some people have forgotten that this cultivation world is inherently a place that eats people without spitting out the bones."

He stood straight, his whole person like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, his edge exposed.

"Revered Master just needs to rest here at ease and take care of... your body."

Su Ye looked at her weak legs with a meaningful gaze and smiled wickedly, "After all, there will be long days ahead."

"Get lost!"

Leng Yueli grabbed a soft pillow and threw it at him.

Su Ye laughed heartily, his figure flickered, and he had already caught the soft pillow, gently placing it on the rosewood chair nearby.

Immediately, he stopped lingering, turned around, and strode out of the pavilion.

Looking at that tall, departing figure, the shyness and annoyance in Leng Yueli's eyes dissipated, turning into a deep infatuation and determination.

"Yeer..."

She whispered, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the corner of the quilt.

"Go ahead and do it."

"If the sky collapses, Revered Master... will hold it up for you."