I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

this......

Why has my cultivation level made such a slight progress?

This doesn't make sense!

Humans are just strange like that.

When something hasn't happened yet, you eagerly anticipate its occurrence.

But once it happens, it just doesn't feel real!

Despite having long awaited a boost in her cultivation, Gong Yueli felt as if she had been too caught up in the excitement...

She kept observing the spirit platform, confirming it inside and out.

Only then could he truly be certain that he had actually improved his cultivation level.

Her brows finally relaxed.

Is it true?

Gong Yueli's cold face showed no joy, but her gaze trembled slightly.

For her, who had cultivated a cold and aloof personality through sword cultivation.

This was the height of her excitement!

Just like a sword duel...

Pooh!

Debating swords with that beastly, wicked disciple is not exciting at all!

ahem...

In short, this wisp of cultivation cannot make a leap in strength.

But this is a signal, meaning that she has not stopped moving forward, and that she may indeed be able to take it a step further!

only......

Gong Yueli couldn't understand why her cultivation level had improved at this moment.

Over the past century, she has gained insights into countless famous swords from around the world.

But they never made any progress.

Did I do something special today...?

suddenly.

Gong Yueli's pupils contracted.

She turned to look at Cheng Ran, her gaze filled with complex emotions.

If there was anything special about today compared to other days, it was that this wicked disciple had just humiliated her again.

Ironically, his cultivation level improved after this humiliation.

Moreover, upon closer reflection, Cheng Ran's physical condition underwent a dramatic change after his innocence was taken from him that night.

Could it be that this wicked disciple...?

No way...

No! What am I thinking!

She quickly recited the purification mantra to suppress the absurd stirring in her mind.

She's a proud sword immortal; she shouldn't think like that, and she absolutely cannot think like that...

What if it's just a coincidence?

......

After a long while.

Only then did Gong Yueli achieve complete peace of mind.

She picked up her clothes from the ground, covering her slender figure, and said to Cheng Ran:

"Get out."

The voice was still cold, but it was a fraction softer than before.

Cheng Ran found it a bit strange; why did Gong Yueli seem to be in such a good mood?

Has he already won over him?

No, it shouldn't be.

He glanced at the panel beside Gong Yueli, but there was no increase.

That's very strange...

"May I ask, Master, why do you want your disciple to leave?"

Cheng Ran turned his head to ask, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding mountains.

Gong Yueli ignored Cheng Ran's malicious and wicked gaze.

She simply tightened her grip on the sword fittings, then calmly looked at her wicked disciple and said:

"I need to change my clothes."

"Change clothes?"

Cheng Ran's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he teased a young girl, asking:

"Is Master shy? We have a perfectly innocent master-disciple relationship, there's no need to be so formal."

"Why not let your disciple offer a token of filial piety and help Master change his clothes?"

What is that wicked disciple thinking now...?

Perhaps due to the lingering effects of the medicine, Gong Yueli felt a sudden surge of embarrassment and annoyance:

"Nonsense! If you don't get out of here, I'll punish you with seven days of confinement!"

Cheng Ran remained motionless for a long time, only calmly asking in return:

"Master, do you really want your disciple to leave?"

"Otherwise what?"

Gong Yueli was also quite annoyed.

But just then, Cheng Ran gave a wicked smile and bent down.

Then, he picked up the two pieces of clothing that were scattered on the ground.

Gong Yueli took a closer look.

My chest heaved with shock!

The two garments were as thin as cicada wings and their colors resembled flowing clouds and mist.

It was her undergarment and inner garment.

Seeing Gong Yueli's flustered appearance, Cheng Ran glared at her with a mocking look:

"Master, if you let your disciple leave like this, then you can forget about wearing these two pieces of clothing today."

"You wicked disciple!"

Gong Yueli clutched her chest, feeling a surge of foul energy within.

How could there be such a shameless beast?

They actually used my own clothes to threaten me.

Does this thing even have any humanity left?

But......

If provoked, this beastly disciple is capable of anything!

What if he really did take away his undergarment, leaving him to travel in only his thin sword attire...

Thinking of this, Gong Yueli's cheeks inexplicably flushed red.

Her long, voluptuous legs also unconsciously began to...

"Give it back to me!"

Gong Yueli stretched out her jade-like hand and coldly commanded in an arrogant tone.

Cheng Ran showed no respect whatsoever.

He placed the two pieces of clothing on the dressing table, then slowly walked to the bedside:

"I can return it to its rightful owner, but before that, I would like to ask Master for one more favor."

"What kind of help?"

Gong Yueli knew that Cheng Ran harbored ill intentions, but she still asked subconsciously.

But the words had barely left his mouth.

The black and white sword she held fell to the ground.

Cheng Ran grabbed her wrist and pressed her down hard once again, leaving her powerless to resist.

The wicked disciple gently kissed her collarbone and whispered:

"Master, you know my situation. My pursuit of the sword is like a surging river."

"Therefore, I humbly request that my master teach me the way of the sword!"

You beastly wretch!

They've only rested for a few breaths!

Gong Yueli twisted her body, struggling and resisting, while frantically saying:

"No... Yunxi and Yechen are coming to Biluo Palace later..."

Oh, and those two too.

Cheng Ran frowned upon hearing this.

He was so happy about the sword competition that he almost forgot the purpose of his visit to the palace today.

However, he didn't care.

The duels between cultivators in the martial arts world are only exciting when there are audiences.

"Master, there is no need to worry."

"They won't know we're having a sword duel in the palace."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yueli's breath caught in her throat, and her panic intensified.

This wicked disciple, could it be that he intends to...?

Before she could continue thinking, Cheng Ran began to respect his teacher again.

"You wicked disciple..."

"Get out of here..."

......

......

As night deepened, the moon rose above the treetops.

After finishing his arduous training for the day, young Ye Chen arrived in front of the Biluo Palace.

Although he didn't see Senior Sister Mu, nor did he go shopping with her in the town at the foot of the mountain, he felt a little regretful.

Fortunately, their master offered a helping hand, summoning them to the Azure Palace.

This made him secretly delighted!

This way, he would have a legitimate reason to see his sister Yunxi!

Moreover, you will also be able to meet your long-admired master!

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After all, he was cultivating a divine skill, and Mu Yunxi and Gong Yueli were women so pure and sacred that they could not be defiled.

For him, whose strength was still shallow and not yet enough to stand beside these two,

Even just catching a glimpse of them would be enough to satisfy me.

Thinking this, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile happily:

"Hehe, hehe..."

Unbeknownst to him, the pure love warrior Ye Chen arrived at the main hall of the Azure Palace.

The hall was brightly lit, with a gilded dragon standing proudly, and the screen next to the main seat was carved with a pattern of a sword slaying a dragon.

A faint, pleasant fragrance then wafted into Ye Chen's nostrils.

"What a nice view......"

No matter how many times Ye Chen visited Biluo Palace, he would always sigh in the same way.

It's no wonder that this is the residence of a peerless fairy like Master.

It's absolutely gorgeous.

But as he looked around, he suddenly heard a groan.

"Mmm... Ah..."

The sound was like a celestial melody played on a zither, clear and melodious.

Hearing this, his heartstrings were touched!

His face flushed red.

Wait, what's going on here...?

Why are there moans coming from Master's Biluo Palace?

Ye Chen was suddenly a little confused.

Moreover, he always felt that the woman's moaning tone was somewhat similar to his master's!

Could it be that it was her master...?

There was a mishap during my cultivation!

Ye Chen's heart jumped into his throat, and at that moment, the sounds around him gradually faded.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen let out a long breath.

He immediately set off to investigate the direction from which the sound came.

That's Master's bedroom!