Reward Su Ye

The night curtain hung low, dotted with stars.

Taichu Holy Land, Purple Bamboo Peak.

Unlike the chaos of Hundred Herbs Peak, and unlike the miserable "Mountain Sealing Order" of Many Treasures Peak.

Here, the scenery was uniquely beautiful.

Spiritual Qi condensed into mist, purple bamboo swayed, resembling a fairyland on earth.

"Whoosh—"

A huge pile of radiant treasures was casually dumped onto the open ground at the back mountain of Purple Bamboo Peak, as if discarding trash.

In addition to the previous "specialties" from Hundred Herbs Peak.

There were also hundreds of top-grade Spiritual Artifacts "borrowed" from Many Treasures Peak, and over a dozen chests of dazzling Spirit Stones.

"We're rich! We're rich!"

Lin Waner threw herself onto the mountain of Spirit Stones, rubbing her little Face against the cool stones, letting out a silly giggle.

"Senior Brother is amazing!"

"I've been craving this Golden Dragon Shears for so long, that Miser from Many Treasures Peak refused to lend them!"

"And this, the Spirit Gathering Treasure Basin—even if you put a stone inside, it can nurture spiritual properties!"

Lin Waner drooled as she stuffed things into her Storage Pouch.

She looked exactly like a little squirrel frantically hoarding pine nuts before winter.

To the side.

Lin Qianxue was much quieter.

Holding her ice sword, she was carefully using Sword Qi to dig pits, planting the top-grade spirit herbs she had dug up from Hundred Herbs Peak, complete with soil and roots, one by one.

Her movements were gentle, her expression focused.

As if performing some sacred ritual.

"Junior Sister, stop just giggling foolishly."

Su Ye sat on a bluestone, idly playing with the Jade Slip obtained from Elder Yaochen, and said lazily:

"These spirit herbs are all delicate lives; they need to be watered with Spirit Spring water."

"And that Spirit Soil, spread it in the Purple Bamboo Forest; it can improve the taste of bamboo shoots... no, improve the concentration of Spiritual Qi."

"Got it, Senior Brother!"

Lin Waner stuck out her tongue and reluctantly climbed off the Spirit Stone pile.

Right at that moment.

Creak—

The gate of the palace atop the peak, perpetually shrouded in cold mist, slowly opened.

An extremely cold yet strangely sweet fragrance instantly filled the entire mountaintop.

A stunningly beautiful figure, barefoot with jade-like feet, stepped out under the moonlight, walking slowly.

Her white clothes were purer than snow, her black hair cascaded like a waterfall.

Her Face, devoid of makeup yet enough to make heaven and earth lose their color, was now covered with a faint layer of frost.

Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak, Yun Yuzhen.

A great power at the Tribulation Crossing Realm, Tenth Heaven, and also Su Ye's beloved yet exasperating Revered Master.

"Ma... Revered Master!"

Lin Waner was startled, nearly dropping the Golden Dragon Shears in her hand.

She quickly stood at attention, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

Even the usually aloof Lin Qianxue hurriedly sheathed her sword and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Revered Master."

Yun Yuzhen's beautiful eyes swept over the mess on the ground, finally settling on Su Ye.

Her gaze was complex.

There was reproach, helplessness, and a deeply hidden trace of... pride.

"Su Ye."

Her voice was clear, ethereal, like shattering jade and casting pearls.

"You have quite the nerve."

"Challenging two peaks in a single day."

"Making Elder Yaochen vomit blood in anger, forcing Many Treasures Peak to seal its mountain and close its treasury."

"Do you think my Purple Bamboo Peak is too quiet and want to provoke all the Elders of the Sect to besiege us?"

Although it was a reprimand.

Not a trace of genuine anger could be heard in her tone.

Instead, it carried a hint of coquettishness.

Su Ye jumped down from the bluestone, patted the dust off his robe, looking innocent.

"Revered Master, you're wronging your Disciple."

"Your Disciple is sharing the Sect's burdens."

"Sharing burdens?"

Yun Yuzhen laughed in exasperation, her lotus steps moving lightly, instantly arriving before Su Ye.

That faint orchid-like body fragrance directly wafted into Su Ye's nostrils.

"Is robbing things called sharing burdens?"

"It's called rational resource allocation!"

Su Ye said righteously, pointing at the spirit herbs and Spiritual Artifacts on the ground:

"Hundred Herbs Peak doesn't understand cultivation; the spirit herbs wither. Many Treasures Peak doesn't understand maintenance; the Spiritual Artifacts gather dust."

"Your Disciple brought them back to Purple Bamboo Peak to let them realize their maximum value."

"Isn't this considering the future of Taichu Holy Land?"

"Besides..."

The corner of Su Ye's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a mischievous smile, as he took out the jade vial containing the youth-retaining pill from his chest.

He gave it a gentle shake.

"Your Disciple heard this nine revolutions youth-preserving pill was refined by Senior Martial Uncle Yaochen with a hundred years of effort."

"Taking one pill can preserve one's appearance for a hundred years without aging, and even nourish the skin, returning to the beauty of sixteen."

"Originally, your Disciple wanted to keep it for himself."

"But thinking of Revered Master toiling day and night, exhausting your heart's blood for Purple Bamboo Peak..."

Su Ye deliberately drew out his words, pretending to put the jade vial away.

"Ah, forget it. Revered Master is naturally beautiful; you probably wouldn't care for such vulgar things."

Swish!

A fragrant breeze swept past.

Su Ye only felt his palm lighten.

The jade vial was already in Yun Yuzhen's hand.

Her speed was so fast that even he, possessing the Supreme Bone, couldn't see it clearly.

"Ahem..."

Yun Yuzhen tightly gripped the jade vial, her pretty Face slightly flushed, her gaze somewhat evasive.

"Since it's a token of my Disciple's filial piety, your Revered Master... your Revered Master cannot refuse."

"Although your Revered Master doesn't need such a thing, it's fine to feed it to the Spirit Cranes at the back mountain."

Feed the Spirit Cranes?

The corner of Su Ye's mouth twitched.

This is a top-grade youth-preserving pill!

Your excuse is just too lame, isn't it?

But he didn't expose her, only smiled meaningfully.

"Revered Master is right. Even Spirit Cranes can turn into phoenixes after eating it."

"Since the item is delivered, then your Disciple will first..."

"Wait."

Yun Yuzhen put away the jade vial, her expression suddenly changed, regaining her previous cool and dignified authority.

She glanced at her two female Disciples still pretending to be busy nearby.

"Waner, Shallow Snow."

"Your Disciples are here!" The two girls said in unison.

"Take these things to the back mountain warehouse and organize them into the register."

"No need to come for evening greetings tonight; each of you go Cultivate."

"Yes, Revered Master!"

Lin Waner felt as if pardoned from a death sentence. She scooped up a large pile of Spirit Stones, pulled Lin Qianxue, and ran.

Not forgetting to turn back and make a Face at Su Ye.

Senior Brother, take care!

Revered Master is going to lecture you alone!

In the blink of an eye.

Only Su Ye and Yun Yuzhen remained before the vast Purple Bamboo Forest.

Moonlight flowed like water.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat alluring, yet also dangerous.

Yun Yuzhen clasped her hands behind her back, turned around, her back facing Su Ye.

Her white clothes outlined her exquisite, peerless figure, her waist slender, her hips curvaceous.

"Follow me inside."

After saying this, her figure drifted, flying towards the Cold Jade Palace.

Su Ye rubbed his nose, a flash of anticipation in his eyes.

A lecture?

Not happening.

This is clearly... reward time has arrived... Inside the Cold Jade Palace.

This was the Forbidden Ground of Purple Bamboo Peak. Apart from Su Ye, not even the Holy Master had ever set foot inside.

The palace was built from ten-thousand-year cold jade, the floor covered with soft snow fox fur.

The air was filled with faint, cold mist.

In the center.

On a huge cold jade bed, Yun Yuzhen lazily reclined on her side.

She gently removed her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of crystal-clear, jade-like feet, exquisite as works of art.

A red string was tied around her ankle, hanging a small bell.

With her movements, it emitted a crisp "ding-ling" sound.

This sound.

In the silent palace, seemed particularly alluring.

"Rebellious Disciple, aren't you coming over?"

Yun Yuzhen propped her chin with one hand, her beautiful eyes half-closed, looking at Su Ye standing at the door.

At this moment, where was even half a trace of the Peak Revered Master's dignity?

Her eyes and brows held spring, her charm was innate.

Taiyin Sacred Body, born with a seductive bone structure, yet cultivating an extremely cold technique.

This intertwining of ice and fire was enough to drive any man wild.

Su Ye took a deep breath, closed the palace door behind him, and casually set up dozens of soundproofing Restrictions.

His movements were so practiced it was almost pitiable.

He walked to the cold jade bed, did not kneel, but directly sat down beside Yun Yuzhen.

He reached out his hand.

"Revered Master, your temper seems a bit big today."

Su Ye teased.

A blush spread across his Face.

"Hmph!"

"It's all because of you!"

"Do you know, today Senior Martial Sister Ji sent me a message and scolded me harshly!"

"She said I teach Disciples poorly, indulging them in violence!"

"Tell me, what should your punishment be?"

"Mmm~"

Yun Yuzhen couldn't help but let out a sweet, nasal sound, then immediately bit her lip and glared at Su Ye.

"Revered Master, you're the one who's wrong here."

Su Ye moved closer, his burning gaze fixed on her eyes.

"Your Disciple snatched the youth-preserving pill for you and helped Purple Bamboo Peak establish its prestige."

"Not only do you not praise me, you want to punish me?"

"If this gets out, your Disciple would be heartbroken."

"Heartbroken?"

Yun Yuzhen sneered, extending a jade finger to poke Su Ye's chest.

"You Rebellious Disciple, your heart is black; would you even know heartbreak?"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"You want to threaten your Revered Master with those shadow recording stones, right?"

Mentioning the shadow recording stones.

Yun Yuzhen's Aura instantly weakened a few degrees.

That was the pain of her life.

Also the leverage this Rebellious Disciple used to control her completely.

Back then, when her Cold Poison flared up and her mind was unclear.

Su Ye "took advantage of the situation," not only helping her detoxify but also coaxing her into doing many... shameful things.

Like dancing, like calling him 'brother,' like... all of it was recorded by this Rebellious Disciple using shadow recording stones!

A full ten thousand of them!

Hidden in different places!

"Since Revered Master knows, then this is easy to handle."

Su Ye smiled like a fox that had stolen some fish.

He took out a shadow recording stone from his robes and tossed it in his hand.

"I recall, shadow recording stone No. 365 contains a record of Revered Master wearing cat ears..."

"Shut up!"

Yun Yuzhen, flushed with shame and fury, abruptly sat up and covered Su Ye's mouth with her hand.

"You... you are not allowed to say it!"

Su Ye blinked, signaling for her to let go.

Yun Yuzhen reluctantly released her hand, her chest heaving violently, clearly extremely angry.

But more than that, there was a sense of helpless indulgence.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Yun Yuzhen sighed as if resigned to her fate, lying back down on the bed, presenting herself as if ready to be plucked.

"Is it Top-Grade Spirit Stones? Or a Saint-rank cultivation technique?"

"Or perhaps... you want your Revered Master to help you temper your Supreme Bone?"

Su Ye shook his head.

He leaned down, placing his hands on either side of Yun Yuzhen, trapping her within his embrace.

The distance between the two was extremely close.

Their breaths intertwined.

"Revered Master, this Disciple lacks none of those worldly possessions."

"Recently, while cultivating the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, this Disciple always feels excessive Yang Qi within his body, unbearably hot and restless."

"I've heard Revered Master's Grand Yin True Scripture is the world's ultimate Yin and softest Cultivation Technique."

"How about..."

Su Ye's fingers slowly slid upward along Yun Yuzhen's calf.

Wherever they passed, they elicited tremors.

"...how about Revered Master sacrifices a little and helps this Disciple... cool down this fire?"

Yun Yuzhen's breath hitched.

She looked at that handsome Face so close to hers, feeling the overwhelming masculine Aura.

The last shred of reserve in her heart instantly crumbled.

Actually.

She also wanted it.

Although the Taiyin Sacred Body was powerful, it would suffer backlash from cold energy at regular intervals.

Only Su Ye's Supreme Bone and his vast, surging blood and Qi could suppress the Cold Poison within her body.

This was the so-called... complementarity.

"Rebellious Disciple..."

Yun Yuzhen's eyes shimmered, her gaze seductive and silken.

She reached out her arms and wrapped them around Su Ye's neck.

Her red lips parted slightly, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Since it's for cultivation..."

"...then this Revered Master... will reluctantly help you this once."

"However, it's agreed."

"This time... I'll be on top."

A wicked curve lifted the corner of Su Ye's mouth.

"Revered Master, I'm afraid that won't do."

"After all, I'm here to 'receive punishment'."

"What logic is there for the one being punished to be on top?"

As his words fell.

Su Ye wasted no more words, lowering his head to kiss those two red lips he had long coveted.

"Mmm..."

Yun Yuzhen put up a symbolic struggle for a moment before completely succumbing.

Inside the Cold Jade Palace.

The temperature suddenly soared.

The silk curtains fell, concealing the spring scenery within the chamber.

Only the crisp sound of bells rang incessantly.

Urgent, yet full of rhythm... A long time later.

The wind ceased and the rain subsided.

Su Ye, bare-chested, leaned against the headboard, refreshed and invigorated.

He could clearly feel it.

The circulation speed of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art within him had increased severalfold.

His originally somewhat unstable nascent soul sixth heaven Realm was now completely solidified.

He even faintly showed signs of breaking through to the Seventh Heaven.

And in his arms.

The usually aloof and lofty Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak now lay like a lazy kitten.

Her Face flushed, her hair disheveled.

Those stunning jade-like feet rested weakly on Su Ye's thigh.

The bell on the red string had finally quieted down.

"Rebellious Disciple..."

Yun Yuzhen's voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of fatigue and shyness.

She bit Su Ye's chest hard.

"Satisfied now?"

Su Ye affectionately stroked her smooth back and laughed:

"Many thanks for Revered Master's reward."

"This Disciple feels his cultivation has greatly advanced. I could even go seize another mountain peak tomorrow."

"You dare!"

Yun Yuzhen glared at him, but it held no intimidation.

She adjusted to a comfortable position, burying her head in Su Ye's chest.

After a moment of silence.

She suddenly spoke softly:

"Yeer."

"Hmm?"

"Senior Martial Sister Ji... might have already noticed something."

"In the recording today, the way she looked at you... seemed off."

Su Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, a flash of sharp light in his eyes.

"Oh? Holy Master, my Senior Martial Aunt?"

"What about her?"

Yun Yuzhen lifted her head, her expression somewhat grave.

"Although she appears to dote on me, as the Holy Master, she is by no means kind-hearted."

"You possess the Supreme Bone and the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art. If either of these is exposed, it would bring fatal disaster."

"Although you usually disguise it well, using the arrogance and tyranny of the 'Great Senior Brother' as a cover."

"But Senior Martial Sister Ji is a Half-Saint. Her insight far surpasses your imagination."

"If..."

Yun Yuzhen tightened her grip on Su Ye's arm, a flash of determination in her eyes.

"...if one day, the Taichu Holy Land cannot tolerate you."

"Even if I must stake my life and destroy this Purple Bamboo Peak."

"I will fight my way out with you!"

At this moment.

She was no longer that shy little woman.

But a Tribulation Crossing Realm mighty expert protecting her own.

Killing Intent radiated fiercely.

Su Ye felt a warmth in his heart.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Yun Yuzhen's forehead.

"Revered Master, don't worry."

"In this world, the person who can kill me, Su Ye, has yet to be born."

"As for Holy Master, my Senior Martial Aunt..."

A confident and mysterious light flickered in Su Ye's eyes.

"As long as I am strong enough."

"Even if I am a devil."

"This Taichu Holy Land will still have to revere me!"

"Moreover..."

Su Ye changed the subject with a mischievous grin:

"I don't just have Revered Master's shadow recording stones."

"If Senior Martial Aunt the Holy Master really tries to move against me."

"I'll release the shadow recording stone of her peeping at you bathing back in the day."

"Let's see if she still wants to save Face!"

Yun Yuzhen was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Her pink fists rained down on Su Ye like a storm.

"You Rebellious Disciple!"

"You even dare to fabricate stories about Senior Martial Sister Ji!"

"Do you have a death wish!"

The two played and tussled for a while.

The atmosphere became warm and intimate once more.

Su Ye looked at the beauty in his arms and swore silently in his heart.

In this life.

Whoever dares to touch those I care about.

I will kill them.

If Heaven blocks me, I will swallow the heavens!

"Alright, rested enough?"

Su Ye suddenly grasped Yun Yuzhen's hand. Supreme Bone runes flickered in his palm.

A stream of extremely pure spiritual power flowed back into Yun Yuzhen's body.

"That was just 'cooling the fire'."

"Now, this is the real reward."

"Revered Master, your Taiyin Bottleneck... tonight... this Disciple will help you break it!"

Yun Yuzhen, feeling that vast power, instantly widened her beautiful eyes.

"You... you're insane?"

"This is your Origin power!"

"It's fine."

Su Ye grinned, showing his white teeth.

"The wool comes from the sheep's back."

"I'll just go 'procure supplies' from other peaks tomorrow to replenish it."

"Ready?"

"We're... beginning!"

As Su Ye's words fell.

Within the Cold Jade Palace, astonishing spiritual power fluctuations surged once more.

Only this time.

It was no longer a one-sided taking.

But the Great Dao of Dual Cultivation, the mutual nourishment of Yin and Yang.

Upon Purple Bamboo Peak.

That night.

The bamboo sea roared like waves, as if playing immortal music... The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight shone upon Purple Bamboo Peak.

A terrifying Aura erupted from the Cold Jade Palace, soaring into the sky.

Then, it swiftly receded.

Inside the main hall.

Yun Yuzhen sat cross-legged, enveloped in a faint layer of moonlight.

Her Aura was deeper, more elusive than before.

Tribulation Crossing Realm, Tenth Heaven... Perfection!

Just one step away from stepping into the Half-Saint realm!

And Su Ye.

Had long since disappeared without a trace.

Only a note was left on the cold jade bed, pressed beneath the jade vial containing the youth-retaining pill.

The handwriting was scribbled, exuding a wild abandon:

'Revered Master, remember to take the pill, otherwise this Disciple cannot bear the charge of "an old cow eating young grass." — Your loving Rebellious Disciple.'

"Pfft!"

Yun Yuzhen looked at the note, both angry and amused.

She picked up the jade vial, poured out a crystal-clear pill, and placed it in her mouth.

The medicinal power dissolved.

In the mirror, that already stunningly beautiful Face seemed to glow even more radiantly.

"Hmph."

"Consider you having a conscience."

Yun Yuzhen gently stroked her own cheek, her eyes full of tenderness.

Then.

As if sensing something, her gaze turned towards the east of the Taichu Holy Land.

There.

A crimson-red mountain peak was billowing with thick smoke.

That was the Artifact Refining Holy Land — Divine Weapon Peak.

"This troublemaking Devil King..."

"Already off to torment the next household so soon?"

Yun Yuzhen shook her head helplessly, yet a trace of indulgent smile hung at the corner of her mouth.

"Never mind."

"Let him cause trouble as he pleases."

"If the sky falls, this Revered Master will hold it up."

"If I can't hold it up..."

A cold glint flashed in Yun Yuzhen's eyes as a sword, carved as if from ice and snow, appeared in her hand.

"...then I'll pierce through this sky!"