If she really took her along to Holy Heaven City, traveling day and night together, wouldn't that mean repeating the absurdity at the bottom of the cold pool every night?!
The fatal sensory resonance of the Concentric Gu, if it acted up anytime and anywhere in inns or on the flying boat, would absolutely crush her Dao heart completely!
"What kind of place do you think Holy Heaven City is?!"
Zhao Yuelian forcefully suppressed her violently beating heart, putting on the awe-inspiring majesty of a Core Formation stage elder, and coldly scolded.
"Nascent Soul old monsters lie dormant there, and Core Formation experts are as common as hair on an ox! A mere early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like you will only be a burden to the Young Master!"
She took a deep breath, trying to use the most legitimate reason to cover up the extremely selfish possessiveness and panic in her heart.
"You have just seized the position of Holy Maiden, how many eyes in the sect are staring at you? Although Sima Kui is crippled, would the elders of the other branches behave? You are to stay and guard the sect, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Su Wanyin bit her lower lip tightly, without the slightest bit of concession in her eyes.
"Master is mistaken. It is exactly because the Hehuan Sect is surrounded by hungry wolves that I need to temporarily avoid the limelight. As long as I follow by the Young Master's side, who would dare touch a hair on my head?"
She straightened her slender waist, faintly revealing a stubbornness to stand up against Zhao Yuelian as an equal.
"Furthermore, serving the Young Master in such trivial matters should naturally be done by this disciple. Master has a noble status, how could you be allowed to lower yourself to deal with those worldly impurities?"
"You—!"
Zhao Yuelian's breath hitched in anger, her cold white cheeks instantly turning bright red, burning all the way to the roots of her ears.
What did she mean by 'doing it for me'?!
This rebellious disciple was clearly fighting with her for the absolute position to stay by their benefactor's side!
"When this seat says no, it means no! Su Wanyin, do you even dare to defy your master's decree?!"
A trace of the pressure of the great circle of the Core Formation stage uncontrollably leaked out, causing the cold mist outside the Falling Snow Pavilion to surge violently.
Su Wanyin's face turned pale under the pressure, but she still tightly gripped the scorch-marked gray hem of Gu Yang's clothes, stubbornly raising her head.
Inside the Falling Snow Pavilion, tensions ran high.
Gu Yang watched the confrontation between this superb pair of master and disciple with cold eyes.
Taking a burden to Holy Heaven City was indeed a hassle.
That hypocrite Ye Chen must be hiding in the dark. A peak Core Formation old monster plus an ancient demonic vine meant this trip was quite dangerous.
His gaze coldly swept over Zhao Yuelian's stunning face, flushed red from "anger," his line of sight seemingly piercing through the thick fox fur cloak to directly see that "10%" progress bar.
Nine Yin Good Fortune Dao Seed.
Extreme emotions. Immorality, shame.
Hmm...
If Su Wanyin were left in the Hehuan Sect, this aloof Fairy Lingshuang might get used to submission in just a few days.
Without the stimulation of this master-disciple morality, that progress bar would probably be completely stuck.
He had to roast this fire right under the disciple's nose.
Gu Yang's slender fingers stopped tapping.
"Both of you will go."
Just a few words.
Without any waves, but unquestionable.
Zhao Yuelian's eyes suddenly widened, a "buzz" ringing in her head as if she saw the gates of the Avici Hell slowly opening towards her. Her delicate body beneath the fox fur instantly softened into a puddle of spring water, unable to muster even a trace of strength to resist.
Meanwhile, Su Wanyin, who was half-kneeling on the ground, felt as if she had been poured a mouthful of scalding strong liquor in extreme cold.
The Young Master... agreed!
She stared blankly at Gu Yang's profile, which was as cold and hard as iron, her vision instantly blurred by a thick layer of mist.
What kind of place was Holy Heaven City? It was a true dragon's pool and tiger's den!
The Young Master had just crossed realms into Foundation Establishment, and naturally needed to conceal his aura and stabilize his realm. Bringing Master, a Core Formation mighty figure, added a layer of assistance and cover.
But what about bringing her?
An early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who didn't even have the Plain Girl's Exquisite Heart anymore, what use could she be other than being a burden?!
Yet, the Young Master still nodded without hesitation.
Why?!
Su Wanyin's heart pounded crazily against her chest, an indescribable fanaticism and sorrow pouring back into her limbs and bones along with her blood.
Because the Young Master saw through the reality of the Hehuan Sect!
He knew that once Master left, those dormant elders with real power would never spare a new Holy Maiden like her who had no backing.
He had just coldly listened to Master's reprimand, but in reality, he had long calculated the undercurrents of the Hehuan Sect clearly!
He would rather be distracted to take care of her in the extremely dangerous Holy Heaven City, rather tie a burden like her to his belt, than leave her in this devil's den to live in fear!
His casual "Both of you will go" just now was not a casual promise at all.
It was him forcefully shouldering the entire sky for her with his broad and hard shoulders!
The Young Master was always like this.
Throwing the gentlest shelter onto her head in the most domineering and cold way.
Never saying a single pleasant word, yet handling things flawlessly, even carefully taking care of her pitiful little pride.
Su Wanyin bit her lower lip so hard that she tasted a hint of coppery sweetness.
A morbid flush appeared on her cold, pale, fat-like skin, and even her taut insteps trembled slightly under her red dress.
In the depths of her peach blossom eyes, an earth-shattering storm of fanaticism had already been stirred up.
This life.
This Extreme Yang Charm Body.
Even if her body were smashed to pieces, even if her soul were utterly destroyed.
She would serve the Young Master comfortably in Holy Heaven City.
"Wanyin..."
Su Wanyin tremblingly pressed her scalding cheek against Gu Yang's knee, her nose tip, beaded with fine sweat, gently rubbing against the rough fabric, her voice filled with devotion and obsession.
"Thank you for your grace, Young Master."
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Holy Heaven City.
Nine-colored auspicious clouds and thousands of streaks of propitious aura, white jade pavilions suspended at a height of ten thousand zhang.
The rich spiritual energy turned into tangible waterfalls, cascading down into the inner city along the complex patterns of the formations.
Immortal cranes cried out clearly, and faint Buddhist chants echoed.
What a majestic immortal scene of the Eastern Region's pilgrimage site.
Gu Yang stood at the bow of the flying boat with his hands behind his back, but his deep black eyes reflected the shadows of the lower city that never saw the light of day all year round.
The sea of clouds was brutally torn apart by the flying boat's shield.
Inside the narrow cabin, it was so quiet that only the faint crackling sound of burning spirit stones could be heard.
During this flight, the space on the flying boat was extremely cramped.
Gu Yang originally intended to "naturally" tease Zhao Yuelian's taut nerves on the boat.
But this Fairy Lingshuang was like a frightened bird, keeping her back stiff even while meditating.
Gu Yang did not force it.
However, it couldn't go on like this forever.
"Give me the jade slip of the 'Thousand Illusions Concealment' cultivation technique."
Gu Yang stood with his back to the cabin door, his voice colder and harder than the howling astral winds outside the window.
Behind him, Zhao Yuelian, who was sitting upright, suddenly trembled.
Under that heavy snow-white fox fur cloak, her crossed cold white jade legs uncontrollably squeezed together.
'Thousand Illusions Concealment'?
That was the Hehuan Sect's top-tier concealment secret technique, capable of completely erasing one's aura, figure, and even spiritual energy fluctuations.
Why did the Young Master suddenly want this technique?
Zhao Yuelian's autumn-water eyes, which were usually cold and majestic, now looked like a deep pool battered by a sudden downpour, shaking violently and uncontrollably.
If... if the Young Master suddenly asked me to use this 'Thousand Illusions Concealment' to hide my figure in this bustling Holy Heaven City, and serve him in plain sight of the public...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
