Xuan Yin walked happily on her way back, her face still beaming with a smile of happiness. As for Lu Xun, he was still lying in the warm spring, completely exhausted.
"I didn't expect the sword is still so sharp. Even though I'm in the mid-Innate realm, he can still handle it. But…" Xuan Yin muttered to herself as she walked along the mountain path, a faint trace of worry appeared on her happy face.
"It seems like I need to find my master and ask her for advice," Xuan Yin pursed her lips, her brows showing a hint of helplessness. She mumbled, "But how should I approach her? Such an embarrassing matter, it feels a bit difficult to bring up."
Oh well, forget it. She had openly walked into her husband's room many tis in front of her master and the little fox, what's embarrassing anymore? Being a widow is what's truly embarrassing.
Unknowingly, she arrived at the courtyard halfway up the mountain. Xuan Yin calmly walked through the hall and ca to her master's room. She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, calling out softly, "Master, I've co out of seclusion."
After a brief mont, a lazy voice ca from inside the room.
"Co in."
Xuan Yin silently pushed open the door and entered her master's room.
Miao Fengxian sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a loose and elegant sleep robe. Her cleavage was exposed without any cover, revealing flawless white skin. Usually, a playful innerwear could be seen, but this ti, there was a slight ss in her jet-black hair, indicating that she had just woken up.
With a smile in her beautiful eyes, she looked at Xuan Yin and sensed the aura of the mid-Innate realm on her. She said softly, "It seems like everything went smoothly, and your cultivation should be quite stable now, right? Did anything chaotic happen during your seclusion?"
"No, nothing happened," Xuan Yin replied obediently, sitting down.
Miao Fengxian stood up, her voluptuous figure moving gracefully as she walked over to Xuan Yin. She bent down slowly, instantly outlining her perfect curves. She gazed at Xuan Yin with a smile and asked softly, "Have you gone to see Lu Xun?"
"As soon as I ca out of seclusion, I went to find him." Xuan Yin sat there hesitantly, lowered her head, and fidgeted, "After all, after seven days without seeing each other, I missed him a lot, and I think he must miss too, so…"
Ah, I wish I could be like this too, having fun whenever I want to. Miao Fengxian picked up her teapot, poured tea for both herself and Xuan Yin, and said gently, "Can he withstand the pressure of the mid-Innate realm?"
"Barely," Xuan Yin replied, pursing her lips. She twisted one of her fingers, muttering softly, "But I'm already quite satisfied."
Miao Fengxian's expression remained calm and sowhat cold, as if she were rely an observer of Xuan Yin's situation. However, she occasionally lifted the teacup in her hand, seemingly revealing a hint of irritation and displeasure. They were both snake demons, so why was the difference so significant?
"Master?"
"Do you have any way to make my husband…" Xuan Yin bit her lip and hesitated before asking, "Master, you should understand what I an. I don't want to beco a widow. I've just obtained him, and, well, the key is that I've just tasted the happiness…"
Her words slowly ca to a halt.
Miao Fengxian pursed her lips, lifted her teacup once more, and took a small sip; I'm even more eager than you are, but rushing into things won't help. Especially in this matter, trying to force it will only harm him. It's like pulling up sprouts to make them grow faster, which can lead to regrets if the sprouts are damaged.
"There's no way," Miao Fengxian said, putting down her teacup. She spoke with sincerity, "This matter can only be left to him. If we rush him, it will ultimately harm him. Xuan Yin, try to be patient. Don't treat him like you used to. After all, he's your husband."
Hearing that even her master couldn't find a solution, Xuan Yin felt deflated. However, upon careful consideration, she realized that rushing things might lead to disastrous consequences. The current situation wasn't so bad after all.
"Oh, by the way…"
"I have sothing to tell you," Miao Fengxian said seriously. "Your husband has been studying formations lately, and he needs to assassinate a prominent imperial alchemist. So, there may be days when you won't see him at all. At the sa ti, you shouldn't go looking for him. Of course, it won't be like this every day, just occasionally."
"Studying formations? Assassinating an alchemist?" Xuan Yin was shocked by her Master's words, her eyes filled with disbelief and astonishnt. She urgently asked, "Why does he need to kill the imperial alchemist? Rumor has it that this alchemist has the strength of a half-step seventh realm."
"This matter is complicated," Miao Fengxian sighed and explained, "I owe a favor to Su Jingyi, and now it's ti to repay it. Besides, only your husband can kill this alchemist. If I were to do it, I would lose so of my cultivation, and that alchemist sohow gained a trace of dragon aura."
You owe her a favor, and you're making my husband repay it? Xuan Yin felt a bit unhappy, but she couldn't say much. She pouted her lips and said helplessly, "Master, is my husband learning formations from Su Jingyi?"
"Yes."
"He's been learning for about two days, and he's making very rapid progress," Miao Fengxian said casually.
Xuan Yin bit her lip and mumbled softly, "Master, Su Jingyi is so beautiful. What if my husband becos interested in her? What should I do?"
"It's fine," Miao Fengxian replied calmly. "I have a plan. Also, in a little while, I need you to go to the Western Regions for ."
"Oh," Xuan Yin reluctantly nodded, then asked in a soft voice, "I haven't seen Sister Wei Xue in a long ti. If I go to the Western Regions, I'd like to stay with her for a few more days. Is that okay, Master?"
Miao Fengxian raised an eyebrow, secretly delighted, and said without changing her expression, "Of course, and you can bring the little fox along."
"It would be too chaotic. Let's leave her here with you, Master," Xuan Yin shook her head.
That's fine; I can manage that little fox.
Miao Fengxian smiled faintly and said sowhat annoyed, "You were so insistent on becoming sisters with Xuan Shi, and now you're leaving her behind. Is that how a sister should behave?"
Xuan Yin felt embarrassed and muttered, "There's just so much delicious food in the Western Regions, and the little fox won't be able to keep up. Last ti I brought her with , she got lost on the first day, and it took two days to find her."
"True."
"Let your husband accompany her in the future. He's more patient and will take her around. Unlike , who would just be perfunctory and likely lose her," Miao Fengxian suggested as she poured herself another cup of tea. She continued, "Now that you have the strength of the mid-Innate Realm, you should start sharing so of my burdens. There may be tis when I need you to step forward in the future."
"Don't worry, Master. I won't disappoint your expectations," Xuan Yin replied.
At the sa ti, in a luxurious mansion, a mature and charming widow lounged lazily on a bamboo chair, still wearing an elegant silk robe that exuded grace and luxury. Just then, a figure appeared on the horizon and landed beside her in the blink of an eye.
"Why are you here again?" The alluring widow furrowed her brows slightly, showing a hint of annoyance as she asked, "Is it another matter concerning love and romance?"
Su Jingyi glanced at the reclining woman, Mu Qingshuang, and calmly said, "I ca to chat."
"Chat?"
"Just chatting?" Mu Qingshuang smiled and teased, her eyes filled with mischief. She asked, "Could it be that you've gone crazy with desire for a man and ca to seek emotional guidance from ?"
Su Jingyi remained silent and sat down beside her without expression. She said, "You're becoming more vulgar day by day, and your forr nobility has completely disappeared, leaving only a heap of commonness."
"Nobility?"
"The more noble a woman is, the harder it is to find a man. Unless she pursues him vigorously or he's given to her for free, no man will approach her," Mu Qingshuang said leisurely. "You are the best example."
"Pursue vigorously?"
Su Jingyi's heart trembled suddenly, overwheld by an indescribable sense of sha. Upon careful consideration, she seed to be experiencing such a situation. She had previously despised the demoness for her degrading behavior, but now she found herself following in her footsteps, abandoning her identity as a seventh realm powerhouse to give herself to an ordinary young man.
"Hmm?"
"Why do you look so lancholic?" Mu Qingshuang looked at her friend who had a cold expression, noting the lancholy in her beautiful face. She smiled and asked, "Are you thinking about how to give yourself away?"
Su Jingyi pursed her lips and, with a deep breath, whispered softly, "Qingshuang, I… I might be falling in love."
"Huh?"
"You finally admit it?"
Mu Qingshuang imdiately put on an excited expression and asked eagerly, "Who is he? How old is he? Is he handso? Is he charming and witty? Is he strong and humorous? And, most importantly, how skilled is he in cultivation?"
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