Chapter 33: Young Master, You Are Not Allowed to Go! (Please Keep Reading!)

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Kind?

The corners of Ning Xiaoxiu's eyes twitched.

This guy was simply a tyrannical sex-fiend; even a flower-plucking thief probably didn't have his methods.

Him, kind? If he were kind, then surely the people of the Demon Sect would all be compassionate Bodhisattvas! Having experienced the various dazzling methods of Ning Mu, and nearly withered away, Ning Xiaoxiu was speechless at the words of these two twin maids! And "Madam"...

Only a ghost would be willing to be his Madam!

Ning Xiaoxiu cursed angrily in her heart, but on the surface, she dared not reveal the slightest dissatisfaction.

Hearing that Ning Mu still intended to throw her into the dungeon, she felt resentful and indignant, thinking that all her hard work and acting along the way had been in vain.

She even wanted to burst out and curse!

But once she thought about how she had already fallen into his hands, her life and death no longer under her own control, and she still had to swallow her pride and serve him with her body, if she angered him further, who knew what kind of devilish tricks this guy could come up with! Thinking of this, she had no choice but to swallow her resentment.

Wait!

There would always be a chance! Ning Xiaoxiu silently encouraged her own persistence in her heart.

"Get down!"

After Ning Xiaoxiu was dressed, Ning Mu jumped off the carriage directly.

Her cultivation was now completely crippled, and having been tortured by him for so long, she had long since lost any ability to resist.

As for Chunzhi and Xia Chan, they had been by Liu Qingmei's side for years, receiving her teachings, and their Martial Dao cultivation was even stronger than his own; guarding a Ning Xiaoxiu was as easy as turning over one's hand.

Just as he jumped off the carriage, Ning Mu was blocked by someone.

"Young Friend Ning, a knife hangs over the head of lust, and one cannot escape death beneath a pomegranate skirt; indulgence in wine and women will eventually destroy you. This nun advises you to turn back before it is too late. Why not practice with this nun? The vast sea of cultivation has far more prospects than lust. How about it?"

It was none other than the Divine Nun Ci Yun Shen Ni Liuli, who had somehow ended up sitting on the roof of the carriage. Holding a whisk in one hand and pressing her palms together with the other, her deep eyes were fixed on Ning Mu.

Ning Mu turned his head, looked at Liuli, and appeared surprised.

When did she jump up there? He was inside the carriage; how did he not feel a thing?

"..."

"Many thanks for your concern, Senior, but this junior feels that this 'knife of lust' and 'pomegranate skirt' are much more interesting than cultivation. Besides, this doesn't hinder this junior's cultivation. I accept your good intentions, Senior, but you should give up. If I couldn't choose the knife of lust and the pomegranate skirt, wouldn't I have come to this world for nothing?"

Ning Mu chuckled and cupped his hands in a salute.

Afterwards, once Chunzhi and Xia Chan jumped off the carriage, he wrapped his arm around Xia Chan's slender, boneless waist and walked grandly into the mansion gate, right in front of the stunned Liuli.

Chunzhi followed behind, escorting the indignant Ning Xiaoxiu.

"..."

Watching the swaggering Ning Mu, Liuli's calm, mirror-like face finally began to shift with uncertainty.

In the end, it turned into a look of sorrow, and she sighed faintly.

She did not know why she had taken an interest in Ning Mu.

Her life could be described as smooth sailing. When she was sent to a nunnery as a child and came into contact with cultivation, she became unstoppable. Gifted with extraordinary talent, she completed in just a few years a leap that others could not complete in a lifetime.

A Grandmaster of the Sitting Reflection Realm at fifteen—looking across the entire martial arts world, she was one of a kind.

Even in history, one could not find many supreme geniuses with talent like hers.

Her attainments in the path of Buddha Dharma had even received the approval of Bolu.

Everyone thought she would become the new generation Saint of the Buddha Gate.

Even Puluo Zushi had poured all his heart and soul into her.

But heaven does not always grant one's wishes.

What no one expected was this.

At eighteen, she reached the perfection of the Sitting Reflection Realm, and until now, she was already thirty.

Yet her realm had never made the slightest bit of progress.

The threshold of the Divine Origin Realm seemed like a natural chasm that she could never cross.

To break through to the Divine Origin, she had tried many methods.

Traveling the world was also to find a way to break through the obstacles of that chasm. Until now, she still hadn't found it.

And today, while on her way back to the Bolu Ciyun Temple in Baisha City, she encountered a fight on the road. When she stepped in to intervene, the moment she saw Ning Mu, she had a strange feeling in her heart.

It seemed that this young man was the key to her breakthrough! It was very mysterious.

As the Buddhist saying goes: mysterious and more mysterious, the gateway to all wonders.

She was someone who firmly believed in Buddha Dharma and firmly believed in destiny; the guidance in her heart was the arrangement of the heavens.

Therefore, she changed her route temporarily.

But things went against her wishes; this young man was truly worlds apart from a disciple of the Buddha Gate.

Not to mention his addiction to lust.

His own strength was also truly mediocre.

At this age, he had only just reached the perfection of the Qi Sensing Realm. If his luck was good, he would at most reach the Sitting Reflection Realm in this lifetime.

He was strong among ordinary people.

But for her, such talent was truly not worth mentioning.

If not for that faint intuition in her heart that made her feel restless and anxious, she would have turned and left long ago after Ning Mu's repeated refusals.

"Young Master, who is that nun?"

Walking into the mansion gate.

Xia Chan asked curiously.

Ning Mu: "A senior with profound strength who wants me to join the Buddha Gate to practice."

Xia Chan immediately became anxious: "How can that be? The clean rules and precepts of the Buddha Gate are extremely strict; even lay disciples are not allowed to marry or have children. Young Master, you are not allowed to go!" (Otherworld, the author's settings are supreme!)

Xia Chan hugged Ning Mu's arm as if acting spoiled, seemingly afraid that if she let go, her beloved young master would become a monk.

Ning Mu smiled.

He pinched Xia Chan's slightly chubby, baby-faced cheek.

"Mmhmm~"

Xia Chan immediately let out a delicate, trembling sound subconsciously, and then her eyes were replaced by overflowing tenderness and sweetness; her pretty face flushed slightly, and she bit her red lips, looking at Ning Mu in a way that was charming enough to drip water.

Ning Mu smiled playfully: "Are you worried about this young master, or are you worried that once this young master enters the empty gate, you will have lost your backbone?"

Xia Chan's face turned red as blood, and she nervously looked left and right.

Seeing that there was no one around, only Second Young Master Ye Yutan at the distant entrance directing servants to unload goods, who should not be able to hear the commotion from this far away, she felt a little more at ease.

"No way, I'm just worried that Young Master will regret it in the future~" Xia Chan whispered in a coquettish voice.

Ning Mu laughed: "Rest assured, this young master hasn't enjoyed life enough yet, how could I seek out a bitter path?"

While speaking, he suddenly lowered his head, leaned close to Xia Chan with a mysterious expression, and whispered with a wicked smile: "Tonight, this young master is going to properly check how well you two have practiced the Turtle Breathing Technique; if it doesn't last for half an hour, there will be a heavy penalty~"

Xia Chan's expression immediately became charming, and she blushed as she muttered unyieldingly: "Ugh~ Young Master is making things difficult for people, but Xia Chan's cultivation is up to par, I will definitely be able to do it! It's just that Sister... she rarely practices this technique, I'm afraid... she won't meet Young Master's requirements..."

Ning Mu: "Then you can take on more time on her behalf?"

Xia Chan's eyes were like silk, and she said in a soft, coquettish voice: "It is all up to Young Master's decision."

Watching her younger sister and the young master discuss such topics in public, Chunzhi's pretty face was almost dripping blood.

If she didn't still have to escort Ning Xiaoxiu, she would have wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

It was too embarrassing! Meanwhile, Ning Xiaoxiu looked at Ning Mu and that maid with a confused expression, not understanding what kind of secret code they were speaking; this environment, where she could not understand what was being said and could not control herself, caused a thick sense of unease to rise in her heart, her almond-shaped eyes flickering with anxiety, and her face even turning slightly pale...

"..."

And while Ning Mu was flirting with the pair of pretty twin maids.

Inside the main hall of the outer residence of the Ye Family Mansion.

A storm aimed at Liu Qingmei was quietly taking shape, poised and ready to strike, seemingly with the posture of wanting to swallow her whole...

(End of this chapter)