Chapter 303: Chapter 167: The More You ’Fight’ Senior Sister, the More You Prove Your Love?
"Did you clearly see Mu Jianxian’s sword trajectory?"
"How could I see it clearly? I only heard the sound of the long sword being drawn, and then I saw Mu Jianxian sheathing it."
"Yeah, at that moment, I thought Mu Jianxian only made one strike. I didn’t expect that in just an instant, hundreds of sword strikes were made!"
"Wu Liang was pierced all over in an instant... Fortunately, Mu Jianxian was there."
"Didn’t Yang Guan say he wasn’t Wu Liang?"
"Probably, since Mu Jianxian also said he was in the Unity Realm Stage... If it weren’t for Mu Jianxian, our Yulin Domain might have been disgraced this time."
"Yang might not be an unworthy opponent either..."
"Even so, can he execute a kill as swiftly as Mu Jianxian?"
"Back when Wu Liang was still in the Tongsheng Realm, he forced Yang Guan to retreat, then later advanced to the Unity Realm... Even if Yang Guan could defeat him, it would cost him something."
"Mu Jianxian is indeed as aloof as the rumors say, only to be admired from a distance."
"Perhaps only Saint Lu can make her smile..."
Inside a central compartment on the side of a cliff, Lu Jin’an stood by a specially designed window, listening to the lively discussions outside about Senior Sister.
In the Cultivation World, power is venerated. If this powerful figure is a fairy, and if this fairy is exceptionally beautiful, it attracts even more discussion.
And although Mu Qingyue’s eyes were covered with a black cloth, obscuring her full appearance, no one ever doubted her beauty.
Lu Jin’an gently caressed Senior Sister’s slightly cold cheek, a hint of a smile appeared on his lips.
Senior Sister indeed would only smile at him, the opposite sex, but she wasn’t just capable of smiling.
Such as what she was currently doing.
He looked down at Mu Qingyue, Senior Sister’s cool cheeks bore a lovely blush like peach blossoms in March. Her silver ponytail swayed gently, just like her graceful hands that had just wielded the sword to slay Wu Liang.
It was him who asked Senior Sister to take action, because Wu Liang was no longer Wu Liang.
Senior Sister obediently acted, then returned to continue what was unfinished.
This mental stimulation caused Lu Jin’an to tense his legs.
The swaying waist-length ponytail gradually became still, Lu Jin’an lifted his hand to tuck back the stray hair from Senior Sister’s forehead, his thumb gently stroking her smooth forehead.
Mu Qingyue’s slender waist and back slightly relaxed, she tilted her head, then lifted her face to gaze up at Lu Jin’an, gently parting her lips.
Lu Jin’an couldn’t see Senior Sister’s eyes, but he could guess what was on her mind at the moment.
’Nothing wasted～’
If Senior Sister could speak now, she would definitely say this.
Lu Jin’an smiled, just as he was about to speak, he noticed that Senior Sister seemed to keep her expression reserved, and there was a slight change at the corner of her mouth.
She quickly raised both hands, as if scooping up a pool of water.
The words Lu Jin’an wanted to say instantly caught in his throat, unable to make any extra sound.
She could speak now, but instead of speaking immediately, she just ’looked’ into her palms, slowly drawing closer.
"Junior Brother is very happy."
Then, Mu Qingyue spoke: "I could feel it."
She extended her arms to wrap around Lu Jin’an’s waist, tilting her head, the black cloth covering her eyes seemed to cast another shadow in the sunlight.
"The revered Mu Jianxian they worship is only yours, Junior Brother..."
At this point, her voice paused, she took out that pink tail: "Should I put this on?"
"No rush at the moment." Lu Jin’an held Senior Sister’s wrist, pulling her up, wrapping his arms around her slender waist: "There will be plenty of chances in the future."
"Mm." Mu Qingyue nodded, skillfully helping him tie his belt, pushing him back to sit on the chair.
There was only her, Junior Brother, and a fox spirit dozing on the table in the room.
So Mu Qingyue bent her knees slightly, leaning into Lu Jin’an’s embrace, in the restored Sky Dome, sunlight shone directly into the room.
Leaning in Junior Brother’s arms, she could cool him down.
"A regular female cultivator biting Junior Brother, and me biting, are two different experiences, right?"
Lu Jin’an chuckled, reaching down to her hips wrapped under silk trousers and underpants — Senior Sister didn’t wear silk stockings when outside.
"Indeed." Lu Jin’an lowered his head to kiss Senior Sister’s forehead, his gaze flicking over the pearl in her hand.
Holding the pearl on the tail, she crossed her arms in front, yet Lu Jin’an sensed her little thought of not letting her chest be touched.
"Again from that book?" Lu Jin’an patted her hip.
"Mm... applying what I’ve learned."
"Is that all you learned during your seclusion?" Lu Jin’an gave her a playful look.
"I did cultivate earnestly too." Mu Qingyue shrunk further into her embrace, her small foot in the embroidered shoes dangling in the air: "It’s just slower now."
"Why is it slower?"
Mu Qingyue smiled silently, then said: "Does Junior Brother know who possessed Wu Liang’s body?"
"I don’t know." Lu Jin’an leaned back in the chair: "But it wasn’t a possession."
Mu Qingyue nodded, she also noticed that, it was a branch of the ’Summoning Spirits’ Daoist Skill, similar to a strong expert placing an avatar projection on a disciple, but Wu Liang’s ’projection’ directly controlled Wu Liang himself.
This Daoist Skill was more dangerous, a single mishap could cause irreversible damage to the original body.
"The one who possessed Wu Liang’s body is a saint in the Unity Realm Stage." Lu Jin’an slightly frowned: "Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy to die, but even a Unity Realm Stage can’t so easily control a late Tongsheng Realm cultivator."
"A more exquisite Magic?"
"Possibly." Lu Jin’an looked down, his sight fixed on Yang Guan below.
Due to the unexpected guest Wu Liang, as the host, Yang Guan stood expressionless beside Zhao Yunyan, his hands slightly clenched.