Chapter 58 The Unaware Master and Senior Uncle

Ever since that thin layer of window paper had been poked through...

Peak Master Shen Yuan had completely accepted her relationship with Lin Xiao.

In front of outsiders, they remained Senior Martial Uncle and Martial Nephew, Peak Revered Master and Saint; but in private, they were lovers who knew each other intimately.

After all, since it had already happened, in Peak Master Shen Yuan's view, there was essentially no difference between the second time and the hundredth time.

As for Lin Xiao, she treated him like a 'pretty boy' she was fostering at her best friend's place.

This forbidden feeling of stealing a taste right under someone's nose actually gave her an unprecedented thrill.

Pei Qinghan and Peak Master Shen Yuan, these two peerless Peak Revered Masters of the Holy Land, did not know yet that they had long since shared the same pair of chopsticks to eat...

Several days later, Lin Xiao, having returned from his successful breakthrough, directly requested leave from the Holy Revered Master and his Revered Master, intending to take Ye Qingwan away from the Primordial Holy Land to gain experience together.

Of course, on the eve of his departure, Lin Xiao naturally would not favor one over the other.

He visited the sleeping quarters of his Revered Master and Peak Master Shen Yuan separately.

Only after feeding both 'little white tigers' until they were full did he leave with satisfaction.

Coincidentally, despite the White Tiger being a one-in-a-million Divine Beast, Lin Xiao actually encountered two of them at once in the Primordial Holy Land.

Moreover, the owners of these two white tigers had a good relationship and were currently sitting across from each other...

Primordial Holy Land, the summit of Misty Peak.

The solitary peak pierced through the sea of clouds, surrounded by mist and fog. Several thousand-year-old ancient pines were as vigorous as dragons, hanging upside down from the precipitous cliffs.

An octagonal pavilion was built facing the cliff, its pillars shimmering with the faint light of circulating formation patterns.

Outside the pavilion, the astral winds howled, but inside it was as warm as spring. Even the tea fragrance drifting from the purple clay teapot on the table remained concentrated without dissipating.

Pei Qinghan was still dressed in a plain white sword robe, her black hair held up only by a wooden hairpin.

Peak Master Shen Yuan wore her signature purple qipao, her figure voluptuous and her curves graceful.

The two sitting together formed a breathtaking scenery.

Even though the sea of clouds surged and the sky's light was vast, they inevitably paled in comparison.

Two cups of hot tea sat there, with light smoke curling upward.

Pei Qinghan put down the teacup in her hand and spoke seemingly casually.

"Senior Sister, my Rebellious Disciple didn't cause you any trouble at Yunxiao Peak, did he?"

Peak Master Shen Yuan's jade-like hand holding the tea paused slightly as indescribable images flashed through her mind.

She concealed the panic in her eyes without a trace and parted her red lips slightly.

"Sister Qinghan, you worry too much. The Saint is exceptionally bright; he is the most talented person I have ever seen in the path of Restrictions."

"He is studious, diligent, and motivated. Every time we discuss the Dao of Restrictions, he can explain profound things simply and strike directly at the heart of the Origin. He will surely be a great figure who shakes the world in the future."

Pei Qinghan was slightly stunned.

She hadn't expected Peak Master Shen Yuan to have such a high opinion of Lin Xiao.

But on second thought, if one ignored that Rebellious Disciple's treacherous and varied acts of 'Revered Master-assaulting,' he truly was a rare genius of cultivation.

At the mention of Lin Xiao, similar unspeakable images also surfaced in Pei Qinghan's mind.

A warm current surged in both their hearts simultaneously, and they subconsciously pulled their jade-like legs slightly closer together.

Out of a guilty conscience, neither dared to look up at the other.

Each turned their head to look at the sea of clouds outside the pavilion.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Only the charcoal fire in the stove kept making slight crackling sounds.

A moment later.

Peak Master Shen Yuan coughed lightly, taking the lead to break the awkwardness.

"By the way, Junior Sister, why did the Saint suddenly think of going to the outside world for experience?"

Pei Qinghan shook her head slightly, feeling a bit reluctant in her heart.

"I don't know either."

"However, a greenhouse can only grow delicate flowers after all. A sword's edge also needs to be tempered to sever the shackles of this world."

"It is likely a good thing for him to go out and gain experience this time."

Peak Master Shen Yuan nodded in deep agreement, also feeling reluctant. After all, her Pandora's box had just been opened, and her 'demonic nature' was currently at its strongest...

...

Above the nine heavens, the astral winds hunted.

A flying boat, its entire body flowing with spiritual light, was shuttling through the clouds at extreme speed.

Inside the flying boat.

Lin Xiao looked at the life-saving trump cards the few women had left him and smiled helplessly.

What Senior Martial Uncle Peak Master Shen Yuan gave him was an ancient bronze mirror with a certain totem carved on the back.

This mirror could reflect any attack below the Void Refining realm, though it required seven days of recharging after each use. Used unexpectedly, it could have miraculous effects.

What Holy Master Liu Xuanyi gave him was a piece of soft armor as thin as a cicada's wing, emitting a faint halo.

This armor was woven from Five Elements Spiritual Gold. Not only could it automatically adjust its size according to the Cultivator's body for a seamless fit, but its defensive power was also extremely formidable.

Even facing a full-strength strike from a Void Refining Cultivator, it could at least ensure he kept a breath of life and wouldn't die on the spot.

And what moved Lin Xiao the most were the three strands of Origin Sword Qi given to him by his Revered Master, Pei Qinghan.

In the cultivation world, it was common for elders to bestow Sword Qi upon Juniors for protection.

But ordinary Sword Qi was merely spiritual energy condensed into form and Sword Intent externalized; it was a dead object.

At most, it could only exert half the power of the giver and required active activation.

But Origin Sword Qi was completely different.

As the name suggested, Origin Sword Qi was Sword Qi that contained a Cultivator's power of Origin.

Not only could it perfectly exert full power, but once the recipient fell into danger, the Sword Qi would automatically activate to protect its Revered Master.

However, a Cultivator's Origin was extremely precious. Even separating a tiny bit could potentially affect future realm breakthroughs.

Lin Xiao's heart warmed. Although his Revered Master usually called him a Rebellious Disciple, she cared about his safety more than anyone.

With three strands of Sword Qi on him, as long as no monster above the Body Integration realm appeared, he could practically walk sideways in the world.

In fact, casually unleashing a single strand of Sword Qi would be enough to level a second-rate power to the ground.

In the adjacent room.

Ye Qingwan sat cross-legged, her brow furrowed and her breathing slightly hurried, unable to enter a state of meditation for a long time.

Standing before her was a woman dressed in a black sheer dress with a hot figure.

The woman's appearance was exactly the same as hers, but there was a bit more seductiveness in her eyes.

It was Ye Qingwan's Heart Demon.

The Heart Demon stepped barefoot on the wooden floor, slowly pacing around Ye Qingwan, occasionally leaning down to whisper softly in her ear.

"Senior Brother Saint is in the next room. Don't you want to go find him?"

The Heart Demon's voice was charming to the bone, carrying a kind of magic that could stir the desires deep within.

Ye Qingwan still kept her eyes tightly closed, her face like frost.

"Put away your dirty tricks."

"I will not fall as a slave to desire."

"Everything I do is to become stronger sooner, to avenge the extermination of my sect!"

Hearing this, the Heart Demon was not angry but instead let out a series of silver-bell-like laughs while covering her mouth.

"In that case, shouldn't you go find him even more?"

"You know better than anyone that the Yin-Yang Creation Technique can only be maximized when cultivated together with Senior Brother Saint."

Ye Qingwan's tense, delicate body trembled slightly.

Sensing the wavering in the other's heart, a flash of cunning crossed the Heart Demon's eyes as she continued to tempt her.

"Pretty faces are but skeletons; all are just bone, skin, and flesh."

"You keep saying you're willing to pay any price for revenge, yet now when it's just asking you to sell your body a little, you're unwilling?"

The Heart Demon reached out her finger and toyed with a strand of Ye Qingwan's long hair.

"Or is it that the grudge of your sect's extermination is simply not worth mentioning compared to your so-called self-esteem?"