“Tsk, the Fairy played me again.”
After leaving the Underground Palace Ice Prison, Lin Wu massaged his temples in frustration.
‘I thought I’d caught a big fish, but it turns out I was the one who took the bait. That cunning Fairy is using me to refine her Dao heart again.’
He looked at the silver-haired girl beside him. She looked utterly smug, her arrogant face radiating the joy of a successful scheme.
Refusing to give up, Lin Wu said, “Get it straight, we’re on the same team. We need to find a way to break your *Extreme Cold Cold-Blood* technique, turn you back into the original you, and get you completely drunk!”
It sounded a bit strange, but that was the reality of the situation.
That night, Lin Wu had personally witnessed Mu Bingxin’s internal struggle. The part that was willing to leave with him was her human desire, but her Dao heart was unwilling to give up the celestial opportunity right beneath her feet.
Now, things were perfect for her. The Sect Master had played along with the situation, allowing her true self to cultivate in peace while her avatar enjoyed the “blessings” of the world.
She wanted both the Great Dao and him!
“Say whatever you want. Regardless, I’m already my husband’s woman.”
Mu Bingxin linked her arm with Lin Wu’s, sticking to him like a piece of taffy that wouldn’t be shaken off. With all her seven emotions and six desires fused into this blood-charm avatar, she was showing her most candid side.
“Are you even listening? Hurry up and tell me all your weaknesses!”
Lin Wu poked Mu Bingxin’s head repeatedly. The one who knew the Fairy best was, of course, herself.
“But the *Extreme Cold Cold-Blood* is a sixth-grade Heaven-tier technique. It’s flawless unless you can directly pierce through my icy skin and jade bones.”
Mu Bingxin stuck out her tongue, her gaze mischievous.
“That’s a bit too difficult for a Nascent Soul cultivator…”
Lin Wu sighed, feeling a slight pang of regret for forcing the Fairy into a corner. Before, he could have traded a few moves with the blood-charm avatar, but now, facing the real powerhouse would result in a one-sided slaughter.
“Strictly speaking, it’s not entirely impossible. The one who tied the knot must be the one to untie it.”
“What do you mean?”
Mu Bingxin wagged her finger and said slyly, “As long as husband serves me well and fulfills his duties as the Holy Son, I, as your wife, will naturally be obedient.”
“Dream on. A mere blood slave is trying to blackmail her master.”
*Clack!*
Lin Wu’s face darkened. With a flick of his wrist, he slapped a pair of Spiritual Shackles onto Mu Bingxin, arresting her on the spot.
“Eh? Husband, why are you locking me up?”
“You’re my hostage now. If you don’t cooperate, I’ll kill the hostage. At worst, we both go down together.”
Lin Wu put on a fierce expression and dragged his captive back toward the Black Stone Path.
Dong Ling, who had been waiting by the cliff for an entire day, saw this scene and looked as if she had seen a ghost. The dignified Sect Master of the Snow Lotus Sect was being led away by a young boy?
There was even a mysterious, infatuated smile on her face, and she looked quite excited!
“What are you looking at? I’m flirting with my husband, is that not allowed?”
The girl’s icy eyes glared, and Dong Ling immediately knelt on the ground.
” … I didn’t see anything.”
“You’d better not have!”
Dong Ling was breaking out in a cold sweat as she watched Lin Wu wave his hand playfully. Her previous warnings felt somewhat ridiculous now. The two had already progressed to calling each other husband and wife; wasn’t this pace a bit too fast?
Just who was Lin Wu to be able to tame the cold and heartless Sect Master like this!
“Husband, it hurts. Let go!”
Mu Bingxin leaned against Lin Wu’s back, sniffing his pleasant scent with a delighted, wicked smile. Her soft chest bumped against him repeatedly.
Lin Wu immediately raised a ruler, scaring her so much that she clutched her rounded rear and scurried to the side.
“Fairy, please behave yourself, or you can go back to the ice prison.”
“Fine.”
Lin Wu’s head throbbed. He had gone through so much effort to catch her; he couldn’t exactly give her back, could he? This little fangirl lacked a bit of celestial air but had more of a human touch. Her naked appetite was even more insane than it had been three years ago.
Back then, Mu Bingxin wasn’t this obnoxious. Lin Wu had always treated her like a sister, trusting and pampering her.
That was until he discovered that this girl wanted to suck more than just his blood!
To avoid prying eyes, Lin Wu put a White Fox Mask on Mu Bingxin and hid the ice chains beneath her cloud-patterned sleeves, leading her back to Goddess Peak to be kept under strict supervision.
“Even a widow like me isn’t afraid of my reputation being ruined, so what are you afraid of, husband? Just let them see the Sect Master and the Holy Son colluding together. Let’s see who dares to touch you after that!”
“Shut up, you glutton. You might not want your dignity, but I want mine.”
Lin Wu’s face reddened. The contrast in the Ice Mountain Fairy’s personality was so jarring that she probably hadn’t realized how powerful her blood-charm avatar would be.
‘Does the chaste lady currently putting up a front in the grotto-heaven realize her own face would turn red if she heard this?’
At dusk.
The two flew toward the Southern Foothills of the Upper Peak. The stall of the Eldest Disciple, branded with the “Cloud” character, had already closed for the day.
“Hmph, I knew you were coming here to have an affair with that brat!”
Mu Bingxin, hidden behind her mask, was filled with resentment.
Lin Wu knocked on the door, and a cute, muffled voice came from inside.
“Who is it? The Great Honey Pills are sold out. Come back early tomorrow!”
“I’m not here for honey pills today.”
Hearing the familiar voice, the door to the cave estate swung open abruptly, and a fragrant wind slammed into his arms.
“You scoundrel, you’re finally here!”
Yun Mengyao’s face was full of surprise. She stood on her tiptoes in her deer-skin boots and offered a passionate kiss.
“REBELLIOUS! DISCIPLE! HOW! DARE! YOU!”
Mu Bingxin exploded on the spot. Her hands easily shattered the Spiritual Shackles, and the ice crystals in her palms transformed into a three-foot green blade. This avatar also possessed the terrifying cultivation of a peak Nascent Soul master.
*Snap!*
Lin Wu snapped his fingers, and the Fairy let out a soft “wu” as her strength vanished, leaving her slumped in the snow.
“Rebellious… disciple? What does that mean?”
Yun Mengyao wrapped her arms around Lin Wu’s neck, hanging onto him foolishly. “Who is this sister? Such beautiful silver hair is rare on Goddess Peak, and her voice sounds a bit familiar.”
“Guess.”
Lin Wu rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“Hehe, it couldn’t possibly be Master, could it?”
Yun Mengyao laughed sillily, amusing herself with the thought. How could her Master possibly appear here!
A few minutes later, inside the room, the white-haired girl had a mournful expression as her hands trembled while serving spiritual tea.
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“Ma — Ma — Master … please have some tea.”
“Hmph!”
Mu Bingxin had removed her mask and sat with her arms crossed, resting one jade-like leg over the other. Yes, it was the same leg that had almost cramped after being carried over someone’s shoulder the whole way.
“Well — well! So you’re already this practiced at kissing? Tell me, what have you two been doing behind my back? How far has this illicit affair progressed!”
The Fairy’s face was icy, her lips trembling with rage.
“Eh?”
Yun Mengyao’s legs shook as she covered her shamed face, looking like she was about to cry from fear. How did that scoundrel dare to bring Master here!
‘Waaaah, I… I actually kissed him right in front of her…’
“What illicit affair? Yao’er is my woman.”
Lin Wu pulled the trembling little white lotus into his arms and gave her another firm kiss. He couldn’t beat the Sect Master in a fight, but he could certainly frustrate her to death.
“What did… you say!?”
Mu Bingxin’s entire body went stiff, instantly turning to stone. The last shred of her pretense had been stripped away; as a teacher, she could no longer comfort herself with the idea that they were just acting.
“It’s more than just kissing. We’ve done everything a Dao companion couple should do. Why don’t you check if your disciple’s Cinnabar Mark is still there?”
“Gulp.”
Yun Mengyao’s head began to steam, and she felt dizzy, not daring to utter a single word.
*Crack!*
At that moment, a certain Fairy quietly shattered.
‘Such a little coward!’ the naughty fox thought secretly. ‘The silly child is just dazed. She doesn’t even know how to play the role of the other woman, and she calls herself a Fairy. If it were me, I would have already put on Mu Bingxin’s nightgown and asserted my dominance over Wu’er.’
“Excuse me, we’ll be stepping away for a moment.”
Lin Wu lifted Yun Mengyao’s legs and carried her in a bridal style, stroking his way toward the bedroom.
“You! You two!?”
Mu Bingxin lunged forward with her claws out, but Lin Wu pointed a finger back at her, making her legs go soft again. She could only howl in powerless rage from outside the door.
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