Chapter 114: 113 Rebellious Disciple, you

At the same time.

East Wing.

Liuli, who was meditating, had unusually bright eyes; if someone were to suddenly stumble upon her in this dark night, they would likely be startled.

At this moment, she was holding prayer beads in both hands, sitting cross-legged on the couch.

Yet she was not chanting scriptures.

Instead, she had pricked up her ears, carefully listening to the faint movements coming from the main bedroom in the front hall.

This Liu Qingmei...

She really makes one see her in a new light!

On the surface, she appears quiet, refined, and elegant, but unexpectedly, she is so dissolute and wild at heart!

It is as if she is a completely different person from the one she reveals to others!

One must ask, in this world, what kind of beautiful Master would sneak into a male disciple's room in the middle of the night?

And it would be one thing if she just snuck in herself.

One could still explain it as the two of them being kindred spirits, and that she simply could not bear the loneliness and longing, leading her to commit such a base act.

Even if others knew, setting aside the fact that she already has a husband, they would only say she loves her disciple deeply.

But now.

Not only did she sneak into a disciple's bedroom at night herself.

She actually brought another woman along so brazenly! That woman had even been tampered with by her and was unconscious.

A look of recollection appeared in Liuli's eyes.

If she remembered correctly.

The woman Liu Qingmei was carrying should be the Second Aunt of Ye Fu, the concubine of Cangjian Villa Villa Master Ye Bufan, that woman named Tong Yuyue, right? Tsk tsk!

Should one say that Ning Mu knows how to play.

Or that Liu Qingmei is even more formidable?

To actually hand over her own husband's concubine to her disciple, and that too, without anyone else knowing except for herself.

A strange feeling welled up in Liuli's heart for no reason.

She frowned slightly.

Why is it happening again?

Ever since she obtained the system and bound Ning Mu as her Xia Lu, she had become quite familiar with this strange feeling!

Every time.

It would make her forget what Buddha is, and what Zen is.

Every time, it would make her commit a transgression against the vows of lust.

It was just like the reaction her body would have every time she was touched by Ning Mu's hands! "Hoo~"

Exhaling a breath, Liuli closed her eyes, moved the prayer beads in her hand, and with thin lips parting and closing, she began to chant the Qingxin Mantra again.

But after only a moment.

She opened her eyes again, a flash of helplessness and shame appearing in the depths of her eyes!

Will it never end! It's the middle of the night, and it's starting again.

Liuli flicked her sleeves, jumped off the bed, opened the door, and flew into the night sky.

If the ears don't hear, the heart is not troubled!

"Mm~ Master, why are you awake..."

At this time, Ning Xiaoxiu, who had been woken up, rubbed her eyes sleepily; seeing the young master sitting up, she followed suit.

But when she realized there was an extra person on the couch, she was instantly startled awake.

"Eh? Who is this!"

"Young Master, isn't this..."

Ning Xiaoxiu was full of curiosity, tilting her head and looking with surprise at her own master, who was currently undressing the other person.

Isn't this the master's... that person!

How could she be here?

"Xiaoxiu!"

Ning Xiaoxiu blushed and moved behind her master, familiar with the routine.

"Unh~"

A muffled groan escaped from Tong Yuyue's nasal cavity.

Immediately after, her eyelids flickered, and she subconsciously reached out to cover her forehead while slightly opening her eyes.

Eek! Seeing Ning Mu so close, Tong Yuyue was given a great fright.

Why is it him?

Where is she?

No, this strange feeling!

Amidst her shock, she finally understood her current situation.

In her pupils, the reflection of Ning Mu's sturdy physique could be clearly seen.

"Mm~ You are all so excessive!"

Tong Yuyue finally realized why she had suddenly felt dizzy after dinner.

So that was it.

It was prepared by Liu Qingmei! And he himself had become her gift.

Now he had become the delicious dessert for this fellow, Ning Mu.

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One hour later.

The end of the Hour of the Ox.

In the room, the atmosphere was somewhat stifling and oppressive.

But more than that, a bright, clear Qi, like a spring breeze bringing life to all things, lingered in the room.

Ning Mu was already sitting in a chair, while Ning Xiaoxiu was half-crouching and half-kneeling, massaging his legs and kneading his muscles to soothe his fatigue.

As for the beauty on the couch.

She did not look as if a storm had descended, as one might have imagined.

Instead, she appeared very calm.

Tong Yuyue, making no effort to hide her fine figure, displayed it before Ning Mu and silently stood up.

As she took a step, she could not help but knit her brows.

This brat, he was truly hungry!

Why use so much strength?

He had the temperament of a donkey! Muttering this to herself, she braced herself and walked to the cabinet by the bed to rummage through the drawers.

Before long, a pair of scissors appeared in her hand.

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of alarm, but he did not move.

Surely she wouldn't be so desperate? As expected.

Tong Yuyue merely glanced at him, a hint of shyness hidden in the depths of her eyes, then lowered her gaze and walked back to the couch.

Throughout the entire process, Ning Mu did not speak, but quietly watched and appreciated.

At this moment, Tong Yuyue's cheeks were flushed red, bright and beautiful; she was simply a perfect creation that had stolen the wonders of heaven and earth.

"Little rascal, you must treat me well in the future!"

Putting away the peach blossoms, Tong Yuyue sighed helplessly, walked before Ning Mu, and took the initiative to reach out her hand, looking at Ning Mu with grace and elegance, her eyes filled with shyness and anticipation.

Ning Mu took her hand, smiled faintly, and then pulled her into his embrace.

Tong Yuyue was half-reluctant, half-willing.

Naturally, this provoked another round of coquettish scolding.

"Rest assured, Second Aunt, not only will I treat you well in the future, I will treat you well in the days to come as well."

Ning Mu gave a mischievous smile.

Tong Yuyue's allure made his mind wander once again.

But he still held back and did not act.

Instead, he gave Tong Yuyue a look, his gaze sweeping toward the dim space beneath the couch.

Tong Yuyue did not understand at first.

But very quickly.

She noticed a bright corner of clothing in that corner.

And it seemed to be moving.

It was as if there were a mouse tugging at it down there.

Tong Yuyue raised an eyebrow, and a flash of strangeness and secret resentment surged into her large, spirited phoenix eyes.

Hmph.

It was one thing to send me to this little fellow's couch.

You actually hid under the couch to listen? In your dreams! No way!

This humiliation, I must make you experience it too! We are good sisters, surely you aren't so lacking in empathy? Immediately.

Tong Yuyue gave Ning Mu a look, and her slender, long index finger rested on her lips, making a gesture for silence.

Then, as her eyes darted about, a strange thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

"Little Mu, don't call me Second Aunt anymore in the future; I am already your person~"

"Oh? Then what should I call you?"

Ning Mu played along and asked with a smile.

Tong Yuyue: "Young Master Ning, Ayue is your person in life and your ghost in death; whatever you call me, isn't it all up to you?"

As she spoke.

She had already quietly risen and left Ning Mu's embrace.

Then she walked to the diagonal corner, the blind spot under the couch, approaching cautiously.

"Then I'll call you Little Yueyue."

"Alright, I will listen to Young Master Ning~"

Tong Yuyue spoke in a soft, coquettish voice, overflowing with affection.

And at this moment, under the couch.

Liu Qingmei's eyes were like autumn water, her elbows propped on the ground, her brow revealing a hint of difficulty, pain, and arousal; at this moment, her bones felt soft and her muscles numb.

Heaven knows how she had spent this past hour.

This was also the first time she had been at such close range, as if experiencing it herself, and deeply learned of the rudeness and overbearing strength of Ning Mu's behavior in this regard.

Likewise, it was the first time she discovered that Tong Yuyue was not as open and lively as she appeared on the surface.

At a moment like this, she actually lacked even a fraction of her usual carefree nature.

In Ning Mu's words: "Move a little, why are you like a corpse?" Every time this happened, Liu Qingmei could not suppress the dampness rising within her heart.

Liu Qingmei clenched her fists, not daring to make the slightest sound, and even forcibly used the Turtle Breathing Technique to mask her breathing; otherwise, she was truly worried that in a moment of distraction, she would completely expose her hiding place to Ning Mu and Tong Yuyue.

Although, at the moment, it was merely beneath the two of them.

But when it came down to it.

There was, after all, a layer of estrangement.

This was just like a fig leaf.

And at this moment, every gentle and coquettish word from Tong Yuyue, along with the shift in her attitude, also caused Liu Qingmei to be suddenly startled.

Just a moment ago, she had been so shy and bashful.

How had she become so brazen and intimate at this moment?

And before Liu Qingmei could recover her senses.

Suddenly.

She saw a beautiful face, flushed with a faint dampness, suddenly appear before her eyes.

That pair of eyes, revealing a hint of mockery and eccentricity, mixed with a rich, resentful bitterness, were staring at her—large and spirited, charming and affectionate.

A glance from the corner of her eye swept over.

She could see the woman's beautiful, snow-white, and dizzyingly exquisite figure.

On it, there seemed to be lingering palm prints.

"Uh~"

Realizing what was happening, Liu Qingmei was immediately startled, and then, her face flushed like a tide, embarrassed and unbearable.

Being so careful, how had she still been discovered by her? Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes lowered, filled with an extreme, dense dampness that could not be melted away.

"Big Sister, you really are~ going to such great lengths, why are you still afraid to show yourself?"

At this time.

She saw Tong Yuyue, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raise her eyebrows and chuckle, though that smile was mixed with a bit of pleasure at seeing Liu Qingmei thwarted.

"Giggle~ A Grandmaster hiding under the bed, this is the first time I've seen it, little sister~"

Tong Yuyue covered her mouth and giggled.

With her eyes shimmering and shifting, she disregarded Liu Qingmei's embarrassment and bashfulness, striking at her without any restraint.

"Why don't you come out, Big Sister."

"And join little sister in serving your most beloved little apprentice?"

Tong Yuyue's eyes revealed a thought-provoking light, three parts playful and seven parts mischievous.

It seemed she was just happy to see Liu Qingmei make a fool of herself.

Almost at the same time.

Liu Qingmei suddenly shuddered all over, and then the elbows supporting her on the ground seemed to lose all strength; she collapsed onto the floor, breathing in large gulps.

Her eyes were as if bewitched, dazed and filled with an intense, damp glow.

Especially that phrase, "Grandmaster under the bed."

And that final sentence.

For Liu Qingmei at this moment, it was like a fatal blow that shattered her mental defenses.

"Mm~"

"Are, are you satisfied?"

After a long while.

Liu Qingmei frowned, lifted her head with difficulty, and looked at Tong Yuyue, a flash of embarrassment in her eyes, but she still pouted and asked.

"How can you say that, Big Sister? Shouldn't it be me asking you?"

"I would like to ask you, Big Sister, are you satisfied with things as they are now?"

Tong Yuyue would not admit defeat.

Whether it was because she had Ning Mu as her backing, or because her temperament had completely changed.

At this moment, her words were full of barbs, and the soaring resentment seemed as if she wanted to vent it all on Liu Qingmei.

Liu Qingmei paused upon hearing this.

Then she gave a bitter, light laugh.

She didn't want this either!

It was all the System's fault! Looking at the System Interface, the notification that the task was complete made her feel slightly more at ease.

【Notification: Congratulations to the Host for completing Task Two. Task execution was perfect. Reward: 1000 Cultivation Points, 100 Heroic Couple Points, 10 Ning Mu Strategy Value!】

【Notification: Because the Host allowed your Binding Companion Ning Mu to have an extraordinary experience during the task completion, extra reward: Treasure · Dragon Scale Dream Cloud Water Spirit Bed!】

"Move aside!"

Liu Qingmei feigned a stern face and scolded Tong Yuyue, telling her to make way.

Tong Yuyue pouted and stood up.

She picked up a silk scarf from the bed and draped it over her alluring body.

And at this moment.

From Ning Mu's perspective.

He saw Liu Qingmei, covered in dust, crawling slowly out from the narrow passage under the bed like a ground rat.

"Master?"

Ning Mu looked at Liu Qingmei with feigned surprise, hurriedly stood up, and pulled her up from the ground.

Then he took the initiative to brush the dust off her.

Just as he brushed against the hem of her skirt, his movements came to a halt.

Tsk.

She's got something going on! Could this mature woman have been listening under the bed and actually moved herself to tears? At this moment, Liu Qingmei had already raised her head to look at Tong Yuyue, who was wrapped in gauze and appeared even more enchanting, and said mockingly, "You didn't lose out anyway; to put it bluntly, what's the point of being a concubine for Ye Bufan?"

"It would be better to serve your Ning Lang well in the future."

Liu Qingmei retorted, deliberately bringing up the way Tong Yuyue had just addressed Ning Mu.

Yet it was unclear whether this mockery was aimed at herself or at Ye Bufan.

As she spoke, Liu Qingmei cast a glance at Ning Mu, and her delicate, beautiful cheeks instantly flushed a visible red.

"Master, it seems you aren't a Saint either?"

Ning Mu teased, staring at Liu Qingmei with a playful smile, and said with a suggestive tone, "How about..."

Before the words had even finished, his gaze shifted toward the bed.

"Rebellious disciple, you're feeling very proud of yourself, aren't you?"

Liu Qingmei looked embarrassed and had no choice but to forcibly put on the dignity of a Master.

But at this moment, her toughness lacked a bit of conviction.

Facing Ning Mu, who had a look of mockery in his eyes, and Tong Yuyue, who was full of teasing intent, she had absolutely no confidence to speak of.

After all, as a dignified Grandmaster and a Master, not only did she break into her Disciple's bedroom at night, but she had even brought her own husband's concubine along.

"Hehe, Master, we're all our own people here, let's drop the Master act."

Ning Mu was not offended in the slightest.

Instead, he bent down directly and swept Liu Qingmei's enchanting body up into his arms.

"Ah!"

"Rebellious disciple, put this Master down!"

At this moment, Liu Qingmei was truly panicked; her bright, pretty face turned beet red as she pounded on Ning Mu.

Yet that strength was so small it could be ignored.

It was also because she was kind-hearted; with this amount of force, she probably couldn't even kill an ant, right?

"That's right, Ning Lang, don't listen to her squealing!"

"Take her!"

"Hahaha, that'll teach you to drug me!"

Tong Yuyue, on the side, was incredibly excited, jumping up while rubbing her hands together, her phoenix eyes filled with anticipation.

Along with the jumping.

Those proud, massive assets also cheered along with her.

A glimmer of expectation danced in Ning Mu's eyes.

Tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night.

Is it possible to make Liu Qingmei completely surrender her heart? Thinking this in his heart, he carried her directly to the bed and threw her onto it.

"Ugh~ Rebellious disciple, you dare!"

"Hehe, Mei'er, what is there that I wouldn't dare? You dared to break in at midnight and even brought the Second Aunt along; such a great favor from a beauty, how could I be so ungrateful?"

Ning Mu chuckled.

Before his voice had faded, he leaned in and pressed forward.

But at this very last moment.

In her urgency, Liu Qingmei forcibly flicked her sleeve, and a domineering, massive aura instantly swept out from her sleeves.

It pushed Ning Mu and Tong Yuyue away directly.

The next moment.

One could see that Ning Mu was already sitting on a chair.

Ning Xiaoxiu, off to the side, was curled up in the corner, silently watching this grand drama.

And Tong Yuyue.

Was swept up by the wave of energy from Liu Qingmei's sleeve and landed straight on her knees in front of Ning Mu.

"Hmph, do you really think this Master is a little lamb you can manipulate at will?"

"If you haven't had your fill yet, go find her; this Master isn't serving you anymore!"

Liu Qingmei sat up, crossing her legs, a hint of mockery flashing in her peach-blossom eyes as she looked at Ning Mu and Tong Yuyue with a playful smile.

At this moment, Tong Yuyue was controlled by her and could not move.

She could only stare at Liu Qingmei with hidden resentment, her face full of humiliation.

And what Liu Qingmei said next made a crimson flush spread across Tong Yuyue's entire body, a shade of red that almost surpassed the red gauze she was draped in.

"Little Yueyue, serve your Ning Lang well, and use those big breasts of yours to relieve your beloved Ning Lang's boredom."

"..."

【Task Three Option One: Require Tong Yuyue to relieve Ning Mu's fatigue with her perfect breasts within your line of sight. Task complete, reward: 800 Cultivation Points, 80 Heroic Couple Points, and an additional reward of three Guiyuan Huanyang Pills. If the task fails, the Heroic Couple Points required to purchase Guiyuan Huanyang Pills will be doubled.】

(End of chapter)