61: Wuyang's "Apology" Tea

Lu Yi returned to his courtyard "weakly".

In reality, the spiritual power he had consumed had already mostly recovered under the automatic circulation of the Star Immortal Body.

He was far from being as weak as he appeared on the surface.

He pushed open the door and entered the room, only to find that Ling'er was still sitting under the lamplight.

She was slumped over the desk, "studying hard" without pause amidst a mountain of scrolls and Jade Slips.

Lu Yi shook his head with a smile, walked forward, and spoke in a tone full of "gratification":

"Not bad. It seems you haven't slacked off while Revered Master was away."

He then indicated that he would personally "check her homework".

To see how much she had understood over the past few days regarding those high-difficulty Moves she had previously struggled with.

At the same time, he did not forget to instruct Ling'er to continue closely monitoring Wu Yang's movements.

Although that fellow had been sent flying "once again" by Leng Ningshuang.

But Lu Yi was certain that with that fellow's paranoid personality, it was absolutely impossible for him to let matters rest so easily... On the other side, Wu Yang left the State Preceptors Residence in resentment, looking utterly dejected.

In the end, he still arrived at the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Huddled alone in the most inconspicuous corner, he frantically poured strong liquor into his mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with monstrous killing intent toward Lu Yi.

He even harbored a resentment toward his Revered Master, Leng Ningshuang, that was so intense it almost felt physical.

Just as he was hazy with drunkenness and semi-conscious, a beautiful figure carrying a fragrant breeze "happened" upon him and sat directly opposite him.

"Oh, isn't this the State Preceptor's esteemed Disciple?"

Chu Qianqian's bone-deeply charming voice rang in his ears:

"Why are you drinking alone in gloom? What's this... fallen out of favor?"

Wu Yang looked up, warily eyeing the enchantress who had suddenly appeared.

Chu Qianqian didn't mind his distant attitude; she covered her mouth and smiled seductively:

"Don't look at me like that. How about it? Do you want... Big Sister to give you a hand and help you win back your Revered Master's heart?"

"You?!" Wu Yang sneered.

Chu Qianqian didn't waste words; with a flick of her jade-like finger, an exquisite small porcelain bottle landed on Wu Yang's wine table.

"This is called the 'Heart-Sincerity Pill'; it's colorless, odorless, and melts instantly in the mouth."

She leaned in close to Wu Yang and whispered in his ear:

"A man has to snatch what he wants for himself. If you feed her this Medicinal Pill, she will naturally... know who the person who treats her best truly is."

Wu Yang looked at the bottle of Medicinal Pill on the table, and a fierce struggle erupted in his heart.

Drugging his Revered Master? This... this was simply outrageous and traitorous!

He at first was still hesitating.

But under Chu Qianqian's devil-like temptation:

"Do you really want to watch helplessly as your pure and noble Revered Master is completely possessed by Lu Yi?"

"Even if it's just obtaining her body, it's still obtaining her in the end, don't you think?"

The defensive line in his heart called reason finally collapsed completely.

He grabbed the medicine bottle and clenched it tightly in his palm... After obtaining the Medicinal Pill, Wu Yang began his performance.

Early the next morning, he did not force his way into the State Preceptors Residence, but instead, reeking of alcohol and with the swelling on his face not yet fully receded...

...he knelt straight and tall just like that, outside the main gates of the State Preceptors Residence.

He kept his head down, remaining silent, assuming a posture of "sincere repentance".

His actions quickly attracted countless passersby in the capital to stop and point.

The servants of the State Preceptors Residence soon reported this matter to Leng Ningshuang.

Over these few days, Leng Ningshuang had enjoyed Lu Yi's "healing" twice more. The cold energy was well-suppressed, and her mood had lightened accordingly.

Upon hearing the servant's report and learning that Wu Yang was actually kneeling outside the residence for so long...

...her heart, after all, softened.

No matter what, he was still the Disciple she had raised since he was a child.

She sighed softly and finally agreed to let him in.

Meanwhile, Ling'er immediately informed Lu Yi, who was teasing Wu Mingyue in the courtyard, of the news that "Wu Yang was kneeling to beg for his Revered Master's forgiveness".

Upon hearing this, Lu Yi's interest was piqued immediately.

He decided right then that he would also "happen" to pass by.

To see this grand play of "deep Revered Master-Disciple affection" reconciliation with his own eyes... State Preceptors Residence, front hall.

Leng Ningshuang sat upright in the main seat, expressionlessly watching Wu Yang walk in.

As soon as Wu Yang saw her, he immediately fell to his knees with a "thud".

Then, in a tone full of remorse, he said while weeping bitterly:

"Revered Master! This Disciple knows his mistake! A few days ago, this Disciple was blinded by jealousy and acted foolishly, offending you and... and Holy Son Lu. I beg for Revered Master's punishment!"

Seeing that Leng Ningshuang's expression seemed to have softened slightly and she wasn't scolding him further...

...Wu Yang rejoiced inwardly. He immediately followed his plan, poured a cup of tea from the side, silently dissolved the Medicinal Pill into it, and held it high above his head.

Because she was facing her own Disciple, Leng Ningshuang did not release her Divine Sense and failed to notice his subtle movements.

"This Disciple knows that Revered Master has been worried and exhausted by my affairs recently, and must be suffering from pent-up frustration."

"This Disciple personally brewed your favorite Spirit-Soothing Tea, hoping to receive Revered Master's forgiveness."

Just as Leng Ningshuang looked at that familiar tea, the last trace of anger in her heart about to dissipate as she prepared to reach out and take the teacup...

...an untimely voice "happened" to drift in from the courtyard.

"Oh, has Junior Brother Wu... seen the light?"

Lu Yi walked in slowly from outside the front hall with his hands behind his back.

He feigned surprise as he looked at the scene before him:

"Sister Ningshuang, I haven't... interrupted your Revered Master-Disciple reconciliation, have I?"

Lu Yi's appearance caused Wu Yang's newly feigned "repentant" expression to instantly freeze.

The hatred in his heart was almost bursting out!

Why did this guy have to show up right at this moment?

But he had to endure it; he had to continue playing the role of the "repentant one".

And Leng Ningshuang, because of Lu Yi's presence, felt even more that she needed to "take a stance" to show her "magnanimity".

"To recognize one's faults and correct them is the greatest virtue."

To ease the awkward atmosphere in front of Lu Yi, she gratifiedly took the "Apology Tea" from Wu Yang's hand.

"Rise."

Under the "joint gaze" of Lu Yi's smiling eyes and Wu Yang's struggling ones, she took a light sip.

Wu Yang kept his head down, desperately concealing the uncontrollable impulse in his eyes.

It's done! Now I just need to get rid of Lu Yi!

Leng Ningshuang put down the teacup and was about to speak, telling Wu Yang to withdraw first.

But Wu Yang spoke first, expressing his hope to speak with his Revered Master alone about some important matters.

His words implicitly suggested that Lu Yi should leave.