Chapter – 12
Ye Tian
Cao Kun tightly held Gong Feixue’s slender, supple waist, their faces pressed together in intimate affection.
These sweet words from Cao Kun were undoubtedly the most lethal weapon against Gong Feixue, who had cultivated bitterly for over two hundred years. After all, despite her profound cultivation base, her emotional experience was a complete blank.
“Fairy Master, rest assured! I will definitely work hard on my cultivation and will never let you down.”
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When everything had settled and time quietly slipped by,
after an unknown amount of time, Cao Kun turned his head to look at Gong Feixue standing beside him and softly asked:
“Fairy Master, where exactly is this place?”
At this moment, a trace of rosy flush still lingered on Gong Feixue’s originally cold and beautiful face, as alluring and delicate as a ripe peach. Her phoenix eyes were brimming with boundless affection as she gazed tenderly at Cao Kun and said coquettishly:
“This is within my blessed grotto.”
Hearing this, a look of longing appeared on Cao Kun’s face.
Seeing this, Gong Feixue immediately understood what Cao Kun was thinking, so she reached into the storage pouch at her waist. In no time, she took out a jade talisman as white as snow and smooth as warm jade.
Gong Feixue handed it directly to Cao Kun and said softly to him:
“Disciple, this is a Spirit Array Jade Talisman that I personally refined. Just activate it with a hundred spirit stones, and you can instantly teleport here. If you want to come find me in the future, remember to send me a message beforehand.”
With that, Gong Feixue gave Cao Kun an enchanting, gentle smile, her eyes hiding endless tenderness and anticipation, the meaning within self-evident.
Cao Kun took the jade talisman, then gazed at Gong Feixue with a knowing smirk.
Seeing Cao Kun’s expression, Gong Feixue couldn’t help but feel flustered, her cheeks faintly flushing, and she quickly explained anxiously:
“Disciple, don’t overthink it. Master really has only ever refined this one Spirit Array Jade Talisman.”
Her voice carried a hint of nervousness, as if afraid Cao Kun might misunderstand.
Hearing Gong Feixue’s anxious explanation, Cao Kun finally nodded in satisfaction, a smug smile spreading across his face.
Then, gazing at Gong Feixue’s holy and pure face, Cao Kun felt a surge of impulse and wanted to steal a kiss. However, Gong Feixue dodged away, shot him a glare, and said coquettishly:
“What are you doing?”
“Master, do you even detest yourself?”
Cao Kun said half-jokingly, amusement gleaming in his eyes.
At this moment, the seductiveness on Gong Feixue’s body instantly vanished, and she returned to her cold, noble, ethereal appearance. She gave a clear, cool hum:
“It’s been a day already. Master must take her leave!”
As her voice faded, the previous scene vanished like a dream bubble into the void between heaven and earth.
Cao Kun felt a flash of white light before his eyes and found himself standing in his own courtyard. His fairy master was nowhere to be seen, with only a faint trace of fragrance lingering in the air, as if telling him that what had just happened was no dream.
Cao Kun licked the corner of his mouth, a look of lingering pleasure on his face, as if still immersed in the sweet time spent with Gong Feixue. The pent-up fire inside him hadn’t been vented yet, and unable to hold back, he rushed straight into the house.
“Husband, what are you doing?” A delicate cry came from inside the house.
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At this moment, Gong Feixue had already returned to Xianyao Peak.
When she realized that it was already the second day, a wave of surprise surged in her heart. The scenes she had just experienced kept flashing through her mindāthose sweet and shy images causing her originally cold and alluring face to flush crimson. Her long, jade-like legs also involuntarily pressed tightly together.
At that moment, a mature and alluring aura quickly took over, while the previous sacred and noble air slowly receded, making her exude a different kind of charm.
Coincidentally, this intoxicating and captivating sight was caught by Ye Tian, who had just arrived.
He stared blankly at the enchanting, flirtatious, and infinitely alluring Gong Feixue before him, his heart filled with astonishment.
He thought incredulously:
“This… is this still my cold-as-ice, noble and elegant master? But she looks even more enticing like this… Gong Feixue, you can only be mine!”
After a moment’s hesitation, Ye Tian steadied himself and called out loudly:
“Master, your disciple has come to seek your guidance!”
Gong Feixue snapped back to reality as if waking from a dream, quickly putting away her seductive expression and immediately resuming her usual cool, noble demeanor, replying softly:
“Disciple, Master is feeling a bit unwell today.”
This time, she truly was indisposed.
However, Ye Tian did not easily believe this excuse. A glint of greed flashed in his eyes.
But this subtle change in expression was instantly caught by Gong Feixue, who said coldly:
“Presumptuous! How dare you profane your master like this!”
Her voice was laced with spiritual power, like a cold wind in the winter night, carrying an icy majesty. It instantly shook Ye Tian’s vital energy and blood, his face turning pale as he hurriedly mobilized his internal spiritual power to barely withstand it.
At this moment, Ye Tian quickly knelt down and confessed his mistake, saying fearfully:
“Master, your disciple knows his error and is willing to accept punishment!”
Seeing this, Gong Feixue suppressed her inner anger. After all, Ye Tian was still her disciple, and their master-disciple bond remained. Her tone softened as she said:
“Don’t let it happen again! From now on, without Master’s permission, you are not allowed to enter here.”
“Yes, Master!”
Ye Tian said respectfully, then withdrew from the cave dwelling.
After returning to his own cave dwelling, Ye Tian’s eyes were completely consumed by a blood-red color, and his face had become twisted and ferocious, revealing an indescribable madness. Gritting his teeth, he let out a low growl from deep in his throat:
“Gong Feixue, you can only be mine!”
That voice was filled with jealousy and resentment, echoing long within the cave dwelling.
