95: Chapter 95 A Stormy Sea of ​​Clouds! Ji Meier's Embarrassment to Her Aloof Senior Sister

A cyan Flying Sword streaked across the golden sea of clouds, leaving a long trail in its wake.

The surrounding Nine Heavens gale winds were like tangible blades, frantically slashing against the translucent Qi barrier protecting the Flying Sword, emitting a series of dense, muffled sounds.

Gu Yi stood at the broad head of the sword with his hands behind his back, his robust Pure Yang Qi continuously pouring from the soles of his feet into the sword body, maintaining this terrifying flight speed.

At the tail of the sword, Liu Qingwan leaned against her enlarged wine gourd, the rich aroma of wine permeating the barrier along with the sound of her steady breathing.

This Elder of the Soul Transformation Stage had no interest in such long journeys by sword, and after a few gulps of strong liquor, she closed her peach-blossom eyes and fell into a deep sleep, refusing to budge an inch regardless of how the Flying Sword jolted.

Beside Gu Yi, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue stood properly with her feet together.

Her hands formed an exquisite Dharma seal, using her own Qi to assist Gu Yi in maintaining the stability of the sword body.

High above in the sky, the air currents were extremely violent.

Even though the Qi barrier isolated ninety percent of the external gale, there was still significant air turbulence inside the barrier.

This air current blew against her face, pressing Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's light blue long dress tightly against her figure.

The graceful curves usually hidden by her wide skirt were now fully revealed, outlined by the air currents.

That waist, slender enough to be encircled by a mere grip, and the full curves extending down from her waistline, revealed a breathtaking classical charm under the illumination of the magnificent sunset.

Gu Yi swept a glance with the corner of his eye, a touch of appreciation rising in his heart.

His cold and reserved Senior Sister naturally had a superb figure, but she was always so disciplined that she rarely revealed such allure.

Just as Gu Yi was distracted by his appreciation, the pitch-black wooden beads on his wrist began to shimmer.

A wisp of purple smoke rose from the soul nourishing wood, swirling and intertwining in mid-air, and in an instant, it condensed into Ji Meier's enchanting and seductive illusory figure.

As soon as she appeared, this ancient Dao Integration Stage remnant soul lazily stretched, her soul-captivating fox eyes following Gu Yi's gaze and landing precisely on Senior Sister Mu Qingxue.

Ji Meier's red lips curled slightly, a mischievous smile that feared no chaos rippling in the depths of her eyes.

"Oh my, usually Sister Qingxue looks as dignified as a clay bodhisattva, yet I never expected such seductive scenery to be hidden beneath those Daoist robes."

She stepped on the Void Realm like a nimble purple butterfly, drifting lightly to the side and behind Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, her gaze unabashedly sizing her up and down, making tsk-tsk sounds of admiration.

"Look at this waist, I'm afraid it would snap with just a little force, right? And these curves of your figure... No wonder Young Master is so attentive to you; such a gifted Pure Yin Root is simply a natural, top-tier candidate for Dual Cultivation."

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue had been focusing on circulating her Qi to resist the discomfort of the high altitude, but upon hearing this explicit commentary, her delicate body suddenly stiffened.

A thick layer of crimson instantly dyed her frost-white cheeks, this blush even spreading all the way to her long, fair neck.

"Senior... please do not speak such nonsense."

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to maintain composure as she scolded.

But her slightly trembling voice completely betrayed her inner panic and confusion at that moment.

How could Ji Meier fear a Righteous Path female cultivator at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul?

Seeing Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's embarrassed appearance, the urge to tease her deep in her bones only grew stronger.

With a flash of purple light, her illusory face leaned directly into Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's ear, exhaling like an orchid in an ambiguous tone that only the three of them could hear.

"How can this be called nonsense? Sister is kindly imparting Dao experience to you.

Looking at your figure, although it is extremely well-formed, your bones are still a bit too stiff.

Young Master cultivates the domineering and masculine Pure Yang path; if you are so haughty and stiff as a block of wood in bed, Young Master will surely suffer."

Ji Meier covered her mouth and chuckled, her gaze darting back and forth between Senior Sister Mu Qingxue and Gu Yi, her words becoming increasingly unbridled.

"Listen to Sister's advice: men are most unable to resist that kind of boneless, yielding compliance.

Your legs are long and straight; if they were wrapped around Young Master's waist, the feeling would surely be..."

"Clang!"

Upon hearing such shocking and lewd remarks, Senior Sister Mu Qingxue felt a roaring in her mind, her reason nearly completely overwhelmed by shame.

Her mind was in chaos, and the Qi that had been circulating steadily through her Meridians became violently disordered.

The sword formula she was holding could no longer be maintained and directly dissipated.

The cyan Flying Sword beneath her feet lost the guidance of the secondary hand's Qi and emitted a harsh, mournful cry.

The massive sword body jolted violently at ten thousand feet in the air, causing the outer Qi barrier to ripple intensely.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue lost her balance, let out a cry of surprise, and toppled over to one side.

Gu Yi was quick-witted and agile.

The moment the Flying Sword jolted, he quickly withdrew a portion of the Qi maintaining their speed, lowered the center of gravity, and forcibly stabilized the sword body.

He took half a step forward, stretched out his strong, powerful arm, and firmly encircled Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's slender, soft waist, pulling this cold Senior Sister entirely into his embrace with a slight exertion of force.

His solid chest not only blocked the chaotic air currents within the barrier but also completely shielded her from Ji Meier's unbridled gaze.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue crashed heavily into Gu Yi's embrace.

Smelling the reassuring, cool fragrance on the man, not only did she not struggle, but instead, like a frightened Spirit Beast, she buried her burning cheeks deeply into Gu Yi's chest, her hands clutching tightly at the front of Gu Yi's cyan robe, lacking even the strength to lift her head.

Feeling the rapidly fluctuating heartbeat of the beauty in his arms, the smile on the corner of Gu Yi's mouth deepened.

He knew that his Senior Sister was extremely thin-skinned; if he let Ji Meier continue to tease her like this, she might truly suffer from Qi Deviation out of shame and anger above the clouds.

Gu Yi freed his right hand, condensed a trace of pure Qi specifically designed to counter Divine Souls at his fingertips, and unceremoniously flicked his finger against Ji Meier's illusory forehead.

"Snap."

A crisp sound spread within the barrier.

"Ouch!"

Ji Meier let out a coquettish cry, covered her smooth forehead with both hands, floated back several steps, and glared at Gu Yi with eyes full of resentment.

"Young Master is biased! This concubine was just teaching Sister Qingxue a few ways to please you; you are protecting your food too tightly, truly unappreciative of good intentions."

Gu Yi listened to this justified complaint and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"If you continue to be so unbridled and anger Senior Sister Mu Qingxue, I will just use that creation holy lotus from the Great Wilderness Qingqiu to make tea.

At that time, you can just honestly stay in this piece of wood for the rest of your life."

Once these words were spoken, it directly seized Ji Meier's lifeline.

The creation holy lotus was her only hope for reshaping her Physical Body; it could not afford the slightest mishap.

Ji Meier immediately put away her resentful look, changing her face faster than turning a page.

She smiled fawningly at Gu Yi, her figure flickered, and she obediently turned into a streak of purple smoke, drilling into the soul nourishing wood on Gu Yi's wrist.

Before disappearing into the wooden beads, she did not forget to leave a sour mutter in Gu Yi's Sea of Consciousness.

"I knew you only cared about your delicate Senior Sister; this concubine will just shut up..."

The purple light completely receded, and the ears finally became quiet.

Gu Yi looked down; Senior Sister Mu Qingxue in his arms still had her eyes tightly closed, and even her crystalline earlobes were so red they seemed ready to drip blood.

The slender hands clutching his cyan robe were gripping so hard that the knuckles turned white, obviously the sense of shame had not yet completely dissipated.

Gu Yi did not immediately let go, but instead took the opportunity to shrink the range of the Qi barrier slightly, wrapping the two of them tightly within it.

The howling of the external gale was completely isolated, and only the faint sounds of each other's breathing remained, along with Liu Qingwan's steady snoring behind them.

Gu Yi put away his teasing thoughts and gently patted Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's back.

"Alright, that demon soul has been driven back by me.

Senior Sister, do not pay attention to her nonsense."

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue took several deep breaths, trying to calm the disordered Qi within her body.

She slightly raised her head but still dared not look directly into Gu Yi's eyes, only whispering softly: "Junior Brother... put me down, I can stand steadily now."

Gu Yi did not let go as requested.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze crossing over Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's hair tips, looking ahead of the Flying Sword.

The sunset filling the sky was changing colors at an astonishing speed.

The interwoven golden-red light pierced through the clouds, rendering the entire sea of clouds like a dreamlike realm, vast and magnificent.

"Standing steadily is certainly good, but I actually think it's not bad for Senior Sister to lean like this right now."

Gu Yi's voice became somewhat deep, revealing an irresistible gentleness.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue felt the arm around her waist tighten a bit more, and that masculine aura belonging to the man completely enveloped her.

She didn't have much strength to break free in the first place, and upon hearing Gu Yi's such straightforward words, the last trace of her reserve melted away.