FOYL ~ 11

Chapter – 11

The Fairy Master Blooms

Time seemed to stand still; no one knew exactly how long had passed.

Cao Kun held Gong Feixue tightly in his embrace, and now everything had returned to calm.

Yet, as he gazed at the fairy master in his arms, the flames within his heart reignited with fierce intensity.

At this moment, Gong Feixue was like a rose in full bloom, radiating a captivating and alluring charm.

The snow-white gauze dress she had worn was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a thin, nearly transparent veil.

This gossamer layer draped faintly over her curvaceous and exquisite figure,

like a fairy in the morning mist, exuding a hazy yet irresistible allure.

The琉璃 hairpin that had been neatly tucked into her bun had fallen to the ground at some point,

and her three-thousand strands of silken hair cascaded like a waterfall over Cao Kun’s broad chest.

A few damp strands clung to her slightly moistened forehead, adding an extra touch of delicate charm.

Looking further down, her long, full, fair jade-like legs were completely exposed to the air, trembling ever so slightly,

her smooth, radiant skin dotted with glistening beads of fragrant sweat that shimmered with a captivating luster.

Her delicate, petite feet were like exquisitely carved works of art, with ten tender, pink toes slightly curled.

Unable to resist, Cao Kun reached out and tucked the strands of hair from Gong Feixue’s forehead behind her ear.

Gazing at that supremely beautiful face with its closed phoenix eyes, and those slightly parted, alluring red lips that breathed warm air,

he could no longer suppress the impulse within him and leaned down.

At this moment, Gong Feixue finally opened her phoenix eyes. A mix of resentment and emotion stirred in her heart:

“This brat~”

She looked at Cao Kun, feeling a sense of shame and dependence, as if a secret hidden deep within her had been uncovered.

She knew she could no longer maintain her dignified, cold, and aloof persona as his master in front of Cao Kun.

Nor was she the untouchable, unprofanable celestial fairy from the heavens any longer.

Now, she had been ruthlessly dragged down into the mortal world by this demon—Cao Kun—her disguise torn away.

Her truest self was now laid bare, without reservation, before this newly accepted disciple.

At this moment, Cao Kun was staring intently at his fairy master’s intoxicatingly beautiful visage.

Her face bloomed like peach blossoms; every faint smile and subtle expression radiated a mature, enchanting charm,

like a perfectly ripe honey peach, so luscious and tempting that one could hardly resist taking a bite.

One must remember—the one lying in his arms was the peak master of the Joyful Union Sect, a powerhouse at the Nascent Soul True Lord realm!

In the eyes of countless others, she was as noble and pure as the moon goddess in the celestial palace—untouchable and sacred.

Yet now, before Cao Kun, she had revealed such a dazed and infatuated appearance.

If the world ever learned of this scene, who knows how many would be driven to madness.

The world only knew Gong Feixue as the cold, noble, and ethereal celestial fairy,

her icy, otherworldly appearance as distant and unreachable as a snow lotus on an icy peak.

But little did they know—that was merely her outer shell.

In truth, her real self was a mature, seductive, and bewitching enchantress of unparalleled allure.

However, this unique charm was a privilege granted to Cao Kun alone.

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Cao Kun was astonished—he hadn’t expected to gain so many Submission Points.

Looking at Gong Feixue, whose Submission Points had reached a whopping 70, he stroked her flushed cheek with a wicked grin:

“Fairy Master, from now on, you belong only to me.”

Hearing this, Gong Feixue’s body trembled slightly, then she revealed a smile that could captivate all beings.

Her gaze toward Cao Kun was filled with infatuation and dependence as she spoke coquettishly:

“Disciple, from this day forward, this master’s entire being—body and soul—belongs to you.”

Cao Kun nodded in satisfaction.

*System, you’re awesome!*

Then Cao Kun lifted Gong Feixue into his arms.

Gazing at the tantalizing spring scenery before him, so full and barely contained, Cao Kun used his spiritual power to suppress his desires.

At this moment, Gong Feixue’s eyes were brimming with springtime tenderness. Then, they sat facing each other in meditation, both slowly raising their hands, palms pressed together.

As the energies of Yin and Yang merged, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to answer a call, converging toward them from all directions.

Cao Kun felt a surge of powerful force enter his body through his arms, flowing through his meridians and coursing throughout his entire being, continuously pouring into his dantian.

The same was true for Gong Feixue. Although Cao Kun’s cultivation level was low,

his possession of the Pure Yang Holy Body and the *Yellow Emperor’s Inner Canon* allowed him to benefit her as well.

As time passed—no one knew how long—

Cao Kun, who had been at the fifth layer of Qi Refining, had now broken through to the seventh layer, and his cultivation continued to rise.

This was the advantage of being with someone of higher cultivation. Since Gong Feixue was at the Nascent Soul realm,

this cultivation session was nothing short of a colossal fortuitous opportunity for Cao Kun.

At this moment, Gong Feixue also sensed a growth in her aura—though it was faint, Cao Kun was only at the Qi Refining stage after all.

This surprised her greatly. She immediately opened her phoenix eyes, gazing at Cao Kun with tender affection, and asked:

“Disciple, what cultivation technique are you practicing? Why do I feel it’s so powerful?”

Upon hearing her voice, Cao Kun slowly opened his own eyes.

A breathtaking, forbidden scene suddenly burst into his field of vision without warning!

The gossamer-thin, translucent veil that had been draped over Gong Feixue—

had somehow slipped down past her fair, rounded shoulders, now fully open, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Gong Feixue’s already flawless, exquisite jade-like body, which had been tantalizingly veiled, was now completely and unreservedly exposed to the air.

And to make matters worse, Gong Feixue’s alluring face was now flushed with an enticing crimson hue—whether from shyness or other reasons.

Especially those captivating phoenix eyes of hers, which, when slightly narrowed, seemed to radiate boundless charm and seduction, trapping anyone who gazed into them.

Such a posture—truly a bewitching beauty capable of captivating all of existence.

Cao Kun immediately withdrew his hands and stopped cultivating. The eighth layer of Qi Refining was enough.

The truth was—he simply could not continue cultivating with a calm mind. Breathing heavily, Cao Kun said:

“Fairy Master, when the time comes for us to truly cultivate together, this disciple will tell you then.”

Having lost her support, Gong Feixue collapsed directly into Cao Kun’s embrace.