Chapter 12 Your disciple has indeed figured it out; I wonder if Master... has figured it out as well?

"Disciple has indeed figured it out, I wonder if Revered Master... has figured it out too?"

Lin Xiao bowed with feigned humility, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over Pei Qinghan.

"Revered Master truly is a beauty who forgets things easily; have you forgotten? The permissions for this token were personally granted to Disciple by you."

Pei Qinghan was slightly taken aback; it seemed there really was such a matter.

That day, in order to send this Rebellious Disciple away, she had indeed placed a Restriction on Lin Xiao's token.

But she never expected that this Immortal Suppressing Seal would be so difficult to erase.

"Why do you seek Revered Master? If there is nothing important, then withdraw quickly; Revered Master still needs to practice sword techniques!"

Pei Qinghan forced herself to remain calm, attempting to use her authority as Revered Master to suppress this Rebellious Disciple.

Lin Xiao, however, turned a deaf ear, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he stepped closer:

"We haven't seen each other for two days, has Revered Master missed Disciple?"

Pei Qinghan's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

How could she not miss him? She was constantly thinking about how to force out the Immortal Suppressing Seal, and then imprison Lin Xiao in her bedchamber for all eternity, making him recite the sect rules day and night, so he would know what it means to respect his Revered Master!

Seeing that Pei Qinghan just glared at him without speaking, Lin Xiao was not annoyed. He continued to push his luck, leaning in close to her, and whispered softly:

"These past two days, Disciple has missed Revered Master terribly; I have had no appetite for food or tea, and could not sleep at night."

Pei Qinghan's earlobes turned bright red instantly. She shot him an annoyed glare and said coldly:

"Is that missing Revered Master? You are clearly lusting after Revered Master's body! You are despicable!"

Lin Xiao chuckled, reached out to lift a strand of dark hair hanging by her ear, and sniffed it lightly.

"Revered Master has misunderstood Disciple. Disciple came here today not for selfish desires, but sincerely wanting to ask Revered Master for guidance on the Dao of the sword!"

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Pei Qinghan's beautiful eyes, and she looked at Lin Xiao with suspicion.

This Rebellious Disciple was usually the laziest; relying on his good talent, he would never sit if he could lie down. Did the sun rise from the west today?

"Do you not dislike practicing sword techniques? No matter how I persuaded you in the past, you wouldn't listen. Have you figured it out now?"

Lin Xiao circled behind Pei Qinghan, wrapped his arms around her waist, and began to measure her waistline on his own accord.

"Revered Master is indeed clever. Disciple has indeed figured it out, I wonder if Revered Master... has figured it out too?"

Pei Qinghan: ???

Once she realized the extremely explicit double entendre in those words, her pretty face instantly flushed bright red.

"Rebellious Disciple, do you want to die!"

Pei Qinghan was both shy and angry. Just as she was about to circulate her spiritual power, the scarlet pattern beneath her sword robe suddenly lit up with a red glow, causing her spiritual power to stall, and a burning sensation followed.

"This damned Immortal Suppressing Seal..."

Pei Qinghan's delicate body went limp, and she fell backward powerlessly, landing right into Lin Xiao's embrace, her jade-like hands hanging weakly by her sides.

Watching the beauty in his arms instantly transform from a baring-its-fangs-and-claws tigress into a docile, limp little kitty.

The mockery in Lin Xiao's eyes intensified. While tightening his arms to prevent Revered Master from slipping, he blew a light breath onto her jade-white earlobe:

"Baby Revered Master, Disciple is humbly asking to learn sword techniques from you; if you won't teach me, that's fine, but why are you breathing on Disciple? You are not being good!"

"Sh... shut up..." Pei Qinghan's voice trembled, her pearly teeth biting her red lips. Where was there any trace of the aloof Sword Immortal she usually was?

"Baby Revered Master, Disciple really is going to punish you properly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao didn't give Pei Qinghan any time to react. With a stretch of his long arms, he swept this First Sword Immortal of the Eastern Region up horizontally and walked toward her boudoir.

"Ah—!"

Pei Qinghan exclaimed in surprise, subconsciously hooking her arms around Lin Xiao's neck.

"Rebellious Disciple, you are presumptuous! In broad daylight..."

"Revered Master is mistaken. On the path of Cultivation, why distinguish between day and night?"

Lin Xiao had wind under his feet. Carrying the warm softness in his arms, he strode forward and kicked open the carved wooden door, heading straight for the cloud bed.

After gently placing Pei Qinghan on the soft couch, Lin Xiao, with a smile on his lips, took out a set of teacher OL attire and handed it to her.

This was the Spicy Female Teacher Supreme Set that Lin Xiao had exchanged for one hundred Villain Points from the System mall.

Looking at this entire set of strange clothing before her, Pei Qinghan's eyes were filled with shock.

She casually picked up one of the pantyhose, thin as a cicada's wing, and asked in confusion:

"Rebellious Disciple, where did you get such... strange clothes?"

Lin Xiao spouted nonsense with a straight face: "Revered Master, you do not know. This is the special Dharma robe for female teachers responsible for educating Disciples in certain places of instruction in foreign lands."

"It is said that wearing this garment not only allows Disciples to calm their minds and focus, but also enhances Revered Master's authority, allowing Disciples to have a deeper realization of the Dao."

Pei Qinghan snorted coldly:

"Nonsense."

"Revered Master has lived for hundreds of years and has never heard of such a claim."

Lin Xiao leaned in, supporting himself with both hands on either side of Pei Qinghan, his gaze burning, and threatened:

"If Revered Master is unwilling, then Disciple feels pent-up frustration inside, and I am afraid I can only vent it through some rougher methods..."

Pei Qinghan watched Lin Xiao's increasingly dangerous gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.

She knew this Rebellious Disciple too well.

If she went along with him, at most it would just be a bit shameful.

If she went against him, this lawless Rebellious Disciple might do something even more excessive.

"You..." Pei Qinghan bit her red lips tightly, and in the end, could only sigh helplessly.

"I really have no way to deal with you, Rebellious Disciple."

She grabbed the pile of strange clothes, glared fiercely at Lin Xiao, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:

"Only this once, not again! Turn around!"

Lin Xiao was overjoyed and obediently turned around.

"Understood! Thank you, Revered Master, for fulfilling my wish!"

Behind him, there came a rustling sound of clothing friction.

A moment later, Pei Qinghan's voice, carrying a hint of trembling and shyness, sounded again:

"I... I am ready..."

Lin Xiao hurriedly turned back. Even though he had been mentally prepared, the scene before him still made him feel his blood and Qi surge, and his nose felt hot.

He saw that the usually cold and arrogant Sword Immortal Revered Master was now sitting awkwardly on the edge of the couch.

The originally cumbersome flowing cloud fairy dress had disappeared, replaced by a well-tailored black small suit jacket, with a snow-white shirt worn underneath. The collar was slightly open, and two peaks of white jade were about to burst out under the tight packaging.

On her lower body was a black pencil skirt, which outlined her waist—that could be grasped in one hand—and her full hip curves to perfection.

Her long, straight, beautiful legs were clad in black silk stockings printed with letters, and on her feet were a pair of red-bottomed black high heels.

This was exactly the scene Lin Xiao could only fantasize about in front of a screen during countless late nights in his past life.

It completely made up for the regret of not being able to be a Rebellious Disciple who defied his Revered Master while he was studying in his past life.

Pei Qinghan's pretty face was flushed red, and she said bashfully:

"You Rebellious Disciple, you don't strive for progress all day long, only dabbling in these unorthodox and Evil Path ways! These clothes are so indecent, where is this something a proper Cultivator would wear?"

"If you could just take half of the effort you spend on studying these crooked and Evil Path ways and spend it on Cultivate..."

Watching Revered Master nagging him endlessly, Lin Xiao felt a headache. He felt this scene was familiar, and immediately interrupted:

"Who said it's useless? This set is a perfect divine outfit that combines attack speed, critical hits, and endurance!"

"It can make the relationship between us Revered Master and Disciple even more deeply rooted!"

Before Pei Qinghan could figure out the deep meaning in this Rebellious Disciple's words, Lin Xiao had already begun to traverse the mountains and ridges on his own.

It wasn't until the sun set behind the western mountains that the two reluctantly separated.

At this moment, Pei Qinghan finally understood what attack speed was, what critical hits were, and what endurance was...