Good heavens, the ancestor has gone to confess his love again!

After two and a half years of seclusion, I finally reached the late stage of the Cave Void Realm. I was thinking of changing my clothes and going out for some fresh air.

She searched the entire wardrobe, but her most treasured pink undergarment had vanished into thin air.

Wen Lingxi frowned.

Her residence was never restricted. Firstly, the back mountain was a forbidden area rarely visited by outsiders, and secondly, the Third Palace Master, Su Yuxuan, was free-spirited and always liked to "borrow" her beautiful clothes. Setting up restrictions would only create distance.

Even if the Third Palace Master was playful, he would never touch her personal clothing; that was his bottom line.

Could it be that a pervert stealing underwear has appeared in the Moon Palace?

But who is it?

The back mountain is a forbidden area for male disciples. Only servants below the Innate Realm are allowed to come in to tend the herb garden and sweep the mountain path. Could it be that the newly recruited servants are not clean?

In an instant, a figure appeared in Wen Lingxi's mind—

Xu Pingsheng, Grandpa Xu!

"Uncle Xu? That's impossible." Wen Lingxi subconsciously shook her head, rejecting the guess.

"Although his eyes were somewhat lewd, he was eloquent and eloquent, and seemed to be a respectable person. He would never do such a despicable thing."

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, her eyes suddenly lit up, then darkened again, filled with a chilling light.

fortunately……

She suddenly remembered that the undergarment was her most cherished possession. Years ago, she had specially sought out rare materials such as ice silkworm silk and moonstone, and asked the elder of the weapon-refining pavilion to refine it into a mid-grade spiritual weapon. It was also imbued with a faint but tenacious trace of her divine will.

At this moment, that divine thought was clearly pointing towards the servants' quarters at the foot of the mountain!

"It was definitely the handyman who did it!"

Zheng—

The icy blue longsword was drawn with a snap, its blade shrouded in a chilling aura that reflected the frost onto Wen Lingxi's beautiful face.

She leaped into the air, her clothes fluttering like butterflies, and sped off in the direction her divine sense had indicated, exuding murderous intent.

As a holy maiden of the Guanghan Immortal Palace, the sect's reputation must not be tarnished.

I'm determined to get rid of this clothes-stealing pervert today!

……

In the blink of an eye, Wen Lingxi had arrived outside the servants' quarters.

It was an extremely simple wooden hut, with dilapidated windows covered with yellowed paper, through which one could vaguely see the shadowy figures moving about inside.

Her face was frosty, her teeth clenched, and she spoke in a low, angry voice:

"You lecherous thief! Today, this holy maiden will tear you to pieces!"

From childhood to adulthood, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

Those were her most beloved little panties!

Who knows what filthy things this lecherous man will use it for after stealing it?

Maybe……

"Eek—" Wen Lingxi suddenly shivered.

Thinking of this, Wen Lingxi's killing intent intensified, and a blue ice lotus suddenly bloomed at the tip of her sword, exuding a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the surrounding air into frost.

But just as she raised her hand to break down the door, a soft, seductive sound drifted into her ears on the evening breeze.

The voice was charming and melodious, with an indescribable tremor.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice, tinged with a hint of mockery and dominance, came intermittently:

"I'll teach you to be aloof, I'll teach you to relax..."

Where's your usual aloof and arrogant demeanor? Hmm?

"Were you wrong? Were you wrong?"

"Answer me, what am I doing?"

"#!@&￥@#*&￥*@&%*&*%%……"

Upon hearing the foul language, Wen Lingxi froze, her cheeks flushed bright red, and even her ears turned a burning red.

But in just a moment, an overwhelming killing intent swept over again, ten times more intense than before!

"What a lecherous scoundrel!" She trembled with rage. "Although this place is at the foot of the mountain, it is still within the territory of the Guanghan Immortal Palace. How dare this scoundrel commit such a shameful act here and utter such foul language! He deserves to die!"

"Wait, something's not right?"

Just as Wen Lingxi was about to swing her sword and break down the door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

That male voice...

Why does that sound a bit like Grandpa Xu?

But if it's Grandpa Xu, that doesn't make sense either!

Xu Pingsheng was just a lowly servant in the Innate Realm, who walked shakily and spoke in a weak voice. How could he possibly be such a powerful and domineering "man" in the room?

"No, we need to confirm."

Whether out of curiosity or subconscious reluctance to believe, Wen Lingxi suppressed her surging killing intent, tiptoed to the window, gathered a wisp of spiritual power at her fingertips, and gently poked a small hole in the window paper.

A pair of bright, sparkling eyes peered in, staring intently into the room.

From her angle, she could only vaguely see the figure of a woman.

The woman's dark hair was disheveled and draped over her fragrant shoulders. Her originally elegant nightgown was torn to shreds, exposing large areas of her snow-white skin, which shone with a moon-like luster, even more delicate and smooth than the finest mutton-fat jade. Wen Lingxi couldn't help but feel dizzy at the sight.

Just by looking at her skin and shapely figure, one can tell that she is a young, beautiful, and stunningly gorgeous woman whose looks are in no way inferior to hers.

Wen Lingxi's doubts grew stronger.

Why would such a stunningly beautiful woman stoop to such a humble servant's quarters and live with a lowly servant?

What is she after?

Was it coercion, or is there something else going on?

Just now.

At that moment, the woman who had been holding back finally couldn't bear it any longer and begged for mercy in a soft, sweet voice, almost tearful:

"Xu Pingsheng, I was wrong..."

"Hehehe~~"

In response, Xu Pingsheng let out a triumphant laugh.

boom--

The moment the woman spoke, Wen Lingxi felt as if her soul had been struck by a thunderbolt, exploding open and leaving her mind blank.

Her eyes widened completely, her pupils contracted to their limit, as if her soul had been ripped away. She froze on the spot, falling into a bizarre and unreal dream.

No... Impossible!

What did she hear?

That is……

The Master's voice!

She had only met Xu Pingsheng a few times and was still somewhat unsure about his voice.

But her master was the one who raised her from childhood, the one she respected and was most familiar with in her life. She would never mistake her master's voice, even if he turned to ashes!

Even though the voice had lost its usual cool and intellectual tone and become charming, melodious, and soft, its unique timbre and ending tone were indeed Master Meng Anran's voice!

only……

How is that possible?

Wen Lingxi began to question the meaning of life.

The image of a peerless, aloof master standing next to an old, frail, and lowly Master Xu was already extremely incongruous, not to mention the appalling scene inside the room...

She jolted awake and forcefully shook her head.

Auditory hallucination!

It must be an auditory hallucination!

She had been in seclusion for too long, and her mind was unstable, causing her to have a hallucination!