"Master?"
Mo Tianxiao arrived at the highest hall of the Demon Sect. The vast hall felt unusually cold and empty, with no sign of his master.
"How strange. Where could Master be?"
"Could it be that he was fooled by that woman Su Muyao into going back to Yaochi Celestial Palace with her?"
Mo Tianxiao was suspicious. "That guy definitely has ill intentions toward Master."
"What are you muttering about? Come in."
Just as Mo Tianxiao thought his master had fallen victim to Su Muyao’s schemes, a crisp voice came from the depths of the hall.
"Master?"
Mo Tianxiao snapped back to attention and looked toward the rear of the hall. On the wall, shimmering with runic light, a curtain of light opened.
"So there’s a hidden space inside?"
Surprised, Mo Tianxiao stepped forward to examine the runes on the wall and then walked through.
The moment he stepped into the curtain of light, the wall behind him sealed shut with a "click." The exit was locked.
Mo Tianxiao flashed back to the wall in an instant, pounding on the exit, only to find it completely gone. A slight panic rose in his heart.
"Master... are you there?"
Unable to open the door, Mo Tianxiao turned around and looked into the deeper space, where a semi-transparent curtain obscured the view, revealing a faint silhouette behind it.
He called out softly, tempted to probe with his divine sense but afraid of seeing something he shouldn’t.
"Come here."
A cold, clear voice sounded, and Mo Tianxiao felt his body pulled as if by some invisible force. With a whoosh, he was yanked through the semi-transparent curtain.
"Plop!"
His vision blurred, and the next second, he fell into a pool of water.
"Cough, cough!"
In a panic, Mo Tianxiao—a cultivator at the Holy Realm—accidentally swallowed two mouthfuls of water.
He forced his eyes open, and the first thing he saw was a mysterious expanse of dazzling whiteness. A fleeting glance made his hair stand on end. He froze.
"Is it pretty?"
Yue Liuli looked at him as if nothing had happened, her voice calm and untroubled.
Snapping back to reality, Mo Tianxiao quickly turned his head away, his voice tense. "Master, if you’re bathing, just say so. Letting me in like this isn’t good."
His heart tightened, as if gripped by a giant hand, yet it still thumped wildly—so loudly he could hear it clearly.
So that water he’d swallowed was Master-brand bathwater. If he’d known, he’d have taken a few more gulps on purpose!
"Um, Master, if there’s nothing important, I’ll be going now. Take your time."
With that, Mo Tianxiao shifted, ready to climb out of the pool.
"Didn’t you come to find me? Whatever it is, say it here."
Yue Liuli showed no hesitation, even pulling out a gourd of wine and taking a sip.
The faint, alluring contours of her figure beneath the water made Mo Tianxiao’s gaze dart away involuntarily. He forced a wry smile. "Master, let’s talk after you’re done. This is no place for discussion."
If he stayed any longer, he wasn’t sure he could control himself.
A disciple who defiled his master was unthinkable—especially when he couldn’t beat her.
"Oh? Then what do you think this place is for?"
Yue Liuli moved closer, the water rippling around her, rocking Mo Tianxiao’s heart and leaving him at a loss.
"This..."
This was obviously a place for bathing—what else could it be?!
Mo Tianxiao screamed inside. How was he supposed to rein it in?
Yue Liuli reached out, her fingers gliding slowly across Mo Tianxiao’s face, her gaze unusually serious. "Xiao Mozi, I didn’t want to do this to you either, but what she said isn’t without reason."
Their bodies drew close. Mo Tianxiao stiffened, his face a mix of confusion and bewilderment as he felt the soft touch of her lips. His mind went blank.
Master... wanted his body!
That final thought was swept away by the rising heat within him.
The silhouette behind the semi-transparent curtain grew hazy, and only the splashing of water echoed through the air...
【Achievement Unlocked: Defiling the Master! Offending the master qualifies as villainous behavior. Villain Points +1!】
【Offending the master qualifies as villainous behavior. Villain Points +1!】
......
Time passed—how long, no one knew—before the two emerged from their dazed state.
Mo Tianxiao floated in the pool, staring at the rippling patterns on the ceiling. In his post-bliss clarity, his mind was both complex and empty.
He didn’t fully understand what had just happened. He had committed the unforgivable act of riding and annihilating his master, yet he felt no guilt.
Had he become a true demonic cultivator? Not only was there no guilt, but he also felt an overwhelming thrill.
"Master, did you raise me as a child husband all along?"
After a long silence, Mo Tianxiao asked his first question.
The blush on Yue Liuli’s face hadn’t fully faded. Her gaze softened as she took the gourd of wine and gulped it down.
After endless years of searching and waiting, she had finally claimed this man.
This time, she had succeeded. He couldn’t escape.
As long as her cultivation remained above his, he would never break free.
"What do you think? Disappointed in this master of yours?"
Yue Liuli didn’t reveal the truth to Mo Tianxiao—didn’t tell him about past lives and their bond.
After all, bringing that up might awaken memories buried deep in his mind and frighten him.
"I’m not disappointed. I’m just startled by you, Master."
Mo Tianxiao swam over to Yue Liuli. This time, without fear, he looked at her seriously. "Master, there are many important things you haven’t told me, aren’t there?"
He had always sensed his master treated him specially, but he never knew the secret. Only now, after inexplicably falling into her trap, did that feeling grow stronger.
His master was definitely hiding many things from him.
Yue Liuli wrapped her arms around Mo Tianxiao’s neck, gazing at him with deep affection. "You’ll know someday. Knowing too much now will only bring you pain and helplessness."
Seeing that his master refused to explain, Mo Tianxiao didn’t press further. Instead, he changed the subject. "Master, I actually came today to ask about the Holy Sword. The last seal on the Holy Sword you gave me—why can’t I break it?"
As he spoke, Mo Tianxiao summoned the Nine Calamities Holy Sword. Its blade glowed with a faint red light, radiating a hint of malevolence.
Yue Liuli took the sword from his hand and gripped the hilt. An immense power surged from deep within her, pouring into the blade.
The next instant, the Nine Calamities Holy Sword trembled violently. Cracks split open along the blade, and layers of energy peeled away like scales, revealing a pure, eerie, dark-red sword body.
Seeing the sword’s true form, Mo Tianxiao was stunned. "This is...?"
He reached out and took the sword from his master’s hand. The blade quivered ceaselessly, as if rejoicing.
Mo Tianxiao could clearly feel the intense joy emanating from the sword.
"So this is your original form?"
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