Warming the Master's Bed

The smile on Gu Chengyin's face had not yet faded before it froze at the corners of his mouth.

Because he saw Lin Qingyan's eyes beginning to change color.

The whole process took only a single breath.

A sudden flash of red light.

Blood-red pupils.

An inner demon.

By releasing her inner demon at this moment, Lin Qingyan was clearly answering Gu Chengyin.

She was using this special method to tell him: I cannot bear to kill you.

Not for any other reason, but simply because apart from him, no one else could weaken her inner demon.

Thus, accompanied by the appearance of the blood-red pupils, Lin Qingyan's aura also underwent a sudden transformation.

It was like a cold, clear zither melody suddenly turning into an enchanting dance tune.

Her originally straight back relaxed, her shoulders were no longer tense, and the lines of her neck lost their rigidity.

Even her breathing frequency changed, shifting from long and steady to short and carrying a hidden sense of joy.

Then, Lin Qingyan moved.

Without the slightest hesitation or delay, she lunged straight toward Gu Chengyin.

Her movements were so fast that they fully demonstrated the speed a Golden Core cultivator should possess.

Before Gu Chengyin could even react, he felt a warm softness crash into his embrace.

Lin Qingyan had thrown her entire body onto him.

She wrapped her arms around Gu Chengyin's neck, pressed her body tightly against his, buried her cheek in the crook of his neck, and took a deep breath.

Then she began to rub against him.

Like a little kitten, she rubbed her cheek back and forth against the side of Gu Chengyin's neck, his shoulders, and his chest.

Her hair brushed past his chin, bringing a slight itch. Her body temperature transmitted through the fabric was higher than usual, carrying a somewhat sickly, burning heat.

Gu Chengyin sat there stiffly.

His hands were spread open, not knowing where to put them.

Push her away? Hold her? Or just let her rub against him like this?

Master!

The single word was drawn out with a myriad of twisting, emotional inflections.

The tone was a mixture of infatuated dependence and a trace of grievance.

Gu Chengyin closed his eyes, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

Lin Qingyan could have clearly explained with words, could have calmly said she wouldn't kill him.

Yet she just had to release her inner demon, insisting on using this most direct method to prove it.

It wasn't that Gu Chengyin thought this method was bad.

The main issue was that they were currently on a patrol route!

The convoy was still advancing, surrounded by guards in all directions.

Moreover, the carriage he and Lin Qingyan were riding in was the main carriage, boasting the highest specifications.

What if someone suddenly came to report something?

What if the soundproofing wasn't that good?

Gu Chengyin suddenly opened his eyes and began scanning his surroundings.

The carriage interior was indeed spacious, nearly three zhang long and about one and a half zhang wide, enough to fit a sleeping couch, a small table, and still leave room for people to walk around.

The four walls were covered with premium golden thread nanmu wood. Intricate formation patterns were carved into the wooden boards. Those patterns were not only beautiful but also formed a simple soundproofing array.

The soundproofing effect should be quite good.

Gu Chengyin listened carefully. The sounds outside the carriage were muffled, as if separated by a thick layer of water.

Meanwhile, sounds inside the carriage were clearly audible, indicating that the soundproofing worked both ways.

Gu Chengyin breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, this carriage was not only spacious but also had excellent soundproofing.

Otherwise, if the people outside heard Lin Qingyan calling him Master inside, who knew what kind of rumors would spread.

If this news got out, the entire Great Luo dynasty would be turned upside down.

With things having reached this point, Gu Chengyin had no choice but to accept his fate.

He raised his hand and grabbed Lin Qingyan's arm. It felt warm to the touch, and her muscles were relaxed, unlike her usual self who was always tense.

Gu Chengyin tried to pull her away, but Lin Qingyan hugged him even tighter, wrapping around him like an octopus.

All right, all right, Gu Chengyin coaxed. Auntie, I get it. Come out first.

He wanted Lin Qingyan's true self to come out so they could talk calmly.

Talk about how to get along from now on, and talk about the situation in the cultivation world.

But Gu Chengyin underestimated the stubbornness of the inner demon.

Lin Qingyan lifted her head from the crook of his neck.

The blood-red pupils were right in front of him. Gu Chengyin could see the dark red, vortex-like patterns deep within her irises.

Her eyelashes were still as long as ever, but right now, contrasted against the blood pupils, they were dyed with a layer of demonic luster.

Lin Qingyan blinked her eyes.

With a somewhat deliberately feigned innocent look, her voice was full of grievance:

Master, I just came out and you are already telling me to go back...

Lin Qingyan pouted her little mouth, which gleamed with a moist luster.

What is so good about that cold woman!

This cold woman obviously referred to Lin Qingyan herself. Hearing this title, the corner of Gu Chengyin's mouth twitched.

She is just like a block of ice, Lin Qingyan continued to complain, rubbing against Gu Chengyin's chest again as she spoke:

Unlike me, I can warm the bed for you, Master!

Hearing these words, Gu Chengyin could not help but panic a little.

He even began to suspect whether Lin Qingyan would silence him by killing him in the future after her inner demon was eliminated.

After all, this experience with the inner demon could truly be considered a dark history.

Acting spoiled, infatuated clinging, bed-warming, Master... these words combined were enough to make any aloof and self-restrained female cultivator die of social embarrassment ten thousand times over.

Who could have imagined that Jingzhe of the Heavenly Master Mansion, who always wore a cold face, that Lin Qingyan who was invincible among Golden Cores in the cultivation world, actually had such an alluring side.

It was truly going to be the death of him.

Gu Chengyin originally wanted to refuse, but when the words reached his lips, they somehow turned into:

It is not entirely impossible...

As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted it.

But Lin Qingyan's eyes lit up.

The vortex in those blood-red pupils spun even faster, and the red light was almost overflowing.

Her breathing became rapid, the arms wrapping around his neck tightened, and her whole person was almost embedded into his embrace.

However, Gu Chengyin did not feel the slightest bit of joy. He keenly sensed a certain dangerous aura permeating the air.

The air around them began to grow restless; it was the sign that the Nine Heavens Lightning Attraction Incantation was operating!

Gu Chengyin immediately and decisively changed his tune:

Forget it!

His voice raised, his tone resolute, exuding awe-inspiring righteousness.

The light in Lin Qingyan's eyes dimmed.

The expression of disappointment was so real it made one's heart ache. Her lips pouted again, this time so high that one could hang an oil bottle from them.

You go back first, I will let you come out later, okay?

Lin Qingyan tilted her head.

Her blood-red pupils stared at Gu Chengyin, as if judging the sincerity of his words.

Her fingers unconsciously drew light circles on the back of Gu Chengyin's neck, and then she spoke.

Her voice was still sweet and cloying, but it carried a hint of bargaining:

Just one kiss and I will go back!

Gu Chengyin's alertness instantly shot to the maximum.

He was not stupid. Last time it was because Luo Zhao was present, distracting her and lowering the tension threshold.

But this time?

Right now, there was nothing else here.

Only him and Lin Qingyan.

Then how could this be kissing him? It was clearly trying to electrocute him!

Gu Chengyin could already picture the scene: he would just lean in, and before their lips even touched...

A bolt of golden lightning would smash down on his head, shocking him until he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and maybe even blowing the carriage apart.

Gu Chengyin refused immediately, his tone absolutely categorical:

No!

Go back immediately!

That is an order!