Chapter 28.

Lin Yi was forced to enjoy the feeling of being pushed down…

Lu Jiajing held Lin Yi's hand, their fingers interlaced. Lu Jiajing's beautiful hair brushed against Lin Yi's face from time to time, and a faint fragrance drifted into Lin Yi's nostrils every now and then.

Lu Jiajing gently lowered her head, looking at Lin Yi.

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Chapter 51: Fuxue Palace Mistress Xuanyuan Xier

Lin Yi tugged at the green skirt of Lu Jiajing that was covering his body, while his white shirt was placed underneath them.

Lin Yi hugged Lu Jiajing's slender waist. Lu Jiajing's plumpness pressed against his chest, revealing an alluring curve in the dim yellow lamplight…

The two enjoyed the comfort after their hearts had intertwined. Lin Yi's fingers measured Lu Jiajing's smooth, fair back, and Lu Jiajing rested her head on Lin Yi's shoulder.

After closing her eyes to rest for a while, Lu Jiajing opened them. "Regarding the Third Prince, I will contact the Second Prince…"

Just as Lu Jiajing wanted to continue speaking, Lin Yi blocked her next words with his lips. Lin Yi took a bite; it was soft and juicy.

Facing Lu Jiajing's puzzled gaze, Lin Yi released her glistening lips. He shook his head slightly. "I have already made arrangements, so do not worry."

Naturally, Lin Yi could not let anger control his body and mind. Before deciding to kill Xuan Yuanlian on the spot, he had already thought of a countermeasure.

Or rather, whether Xuan Yuanlian died sooner or later did not affect his plans; in fact, it could even advance his subsequent schemes. This was also the reason why he had come to the capital of this Xuanyuan Dynasty.

Looking at their reflections cast by the lamplight on the ceiling, Lin Yi suddenly flicked his fingertips. Lu Jiajing's body trembled. She pouted her lips and looked at Lin Yi with some resentment.

Lin Yi chuckled as he withdrew his hand, wiped it on the green skirt covering his body, and then, under Lu Jiajing's soft gaze, placed it to the tip of his nose and sniffed gently.

"As expected of Fairy Lu, elegant as an orchid." Lin Yi teased while looking at Lu Jiajing, and Lu Jiajing shyly turned her head away.

Her fair face had a slight flush, and as her eyes darted about, they reflected the flickering candlelight, as if a flame were burning. "You only know how to tease me."

"Jinger." Lin Yi's expression became a bit more serious.

"What is it?" Lu Jiajing glanced at him. Seeing Lin Yi become serious, she felt a little flustered.

"I want to hear about your past with Ye Linyuan." Lin Yi met Lu Jiajing's flickering gaze and smiled, using his hand to pinch her soft, delicate face.

A hint of her own scent brushed past Lu Jiajing's nose. She nodded slightly unnaturally. "I will tell you, but do not expect anything too special…"

Saying 'expect' was actually to prevent Lin Yi from overthinking, as she and Ye Linyuan could be considered childhood sweethearts.

"I know, I know…" Lin Yi lowered his head and took a bite of Lu Jiajing's lips, adding another bite mark. He was using his actions to tell Lu Jiajing that he understood.

"He and I were originally childhood sweethearts…" Lu Jiajing began to recount her past with a sense of reminiscence.

Lin Yi listened with a chuckle to Lu Jiajing's soft words. Previously, when he spoke to Lu Jiajing about the plans of Yin Yang and Ye Linyuan, her completely oblivious appearance had already revealed a fact.

She had never been to the Floating Island above the Xuanyuan Dynasty, which was also a point of difference from the original work.

There were 3,600 blessed lands within the Floating Island, three of which were the three great palaces of the Floating Island.

The first was the God King Palace, presided over by Yin Yang; he was the head of the God King Palace and also the leader of the Floating Island. The second was the Taiping Palace, where the Buddhist Cultivator Head of Taiping Palace Cheng Ping was the head; he once had a grudge with Lu Jiajing. The third was the Daixing Palace, where the bitter Sword Cultivator Sword Saint Bai Zhe was the head.

Since Lu Jiajing had not been to the Floating Island two hundred years ago, she naturally had not been humiliated by that Head of Taiping Palace Cheng Ping. This put Lin Yi's heart at ease, but… Head of Taiping Palace Cheng Ping, you have already invited your own death!

Lin Yi listened to Lu Jiajing talking about those past events, pondering in his heart while responding with a few words.

When Lin Yi used his spiritual power to flick the lamp flame again, Lu Jiajing finally stopped. Lin Yi rubbed Lu Jiajing's head. "I have one thing, please agree to it, Jinger."

"What is it?" Lu Jiajing raised her head and asked.

"Introduce me to that Mistress of Fuxue Palace." Lin Yi moved Lu Jiajing's delicate body, causing her pupils to tremble once more.

"I heard that the Mistress is currently sitting in the Fuxue Palace, playing the zither and watching the snow." Lin Yi tightened his arms around Lu Jiajing slightly. Their bodies leaned against each other, hot and sticky; they actually felt a sense of heart-to-heart connection.

It was just missing a quilt, which made Lin Yi feel a bit regretful. He liked to wrap the two of them in a quilt after intimacy, letting the ambiguous and sentimental atmosphere continue until the next round of intimacy began.

"Hmm, is it very urgent?" Lu Jiajing nodded. Her voice was muffled because she was leaning in Lin Yi's embrace, and her nose was filled with Lin Yi's scent, which was actually quite pleasant.

"Tomorrow, perhaps. After all, having killed the Third Prince, I cannot leave the Xuanyuan Dynasty without an explanation." Lin Yi nodded.

Fuxue Palace was one of the three great palaces of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, where Princess Xuanyuan Xier resided; she was also one of the four great beauties on the Fenghua List.

In the original work, she ran away with the Demon King she raised. Now, it is unknown how she is doing, but Lin Yi's goal was not her, but her grandfather, an old man who had once received kindness from Ye Linyuan.

Although helping Xuanyuan Xier resist the curse did not seem like something a Return to Void Realm great Cultivator would do, it was at least a Return to Void Realm combat strength. Lin Yi prepared to activate his persuasive skills, pull on the tiger's skin, and trick that old man into coming over.

"Hmm, then I will arrange it as soon as possible." Lu Jiajing nodded. She did not ask why Lin Yi wanted to find Xuanyuan Xier; she trusted Lin Yi's character.

Lu Jiajing recalled the appearance of that Mistress of Fuxue Palace… Uh… She started to distrust Lin Yi's character again.

Could it be that Lin Yi has taken a fancy to her… Lu Jiajing looked at Lin Yi with some hesitation. Forget it, even if he did, she had no ability to stop him. Better to let that fellow Pei Yuhan deal with the headache; after all, she was the disciple she brought up.

Truly a Rebellious Disciple.

Lu Jiajing gave a soft snort. "I will warn you: that Mistress has a Return to Void Realm great Cultivator behind her. If you want to force things, we might both end up dying here."

Lin Yi blinked, feeling somewhat dumbfounded. "I didn't say I wanted to force anything…"

"But I see that with Su Lingshu and me… weren't you forcing things?" Lu Jiajing looked at Lin Yi with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. She reached out and pinched…

Lin Yi gasped, "Wife, don't, my good wife, I really am not looking for her for that… Mmph…"

Lu Jiajing just gave a light rub. A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she watched Lin Yi become "frank." She let out another soft hum, her green skirt flipped up, and she sat on top of Lin Yi, smiling as she watched his changing expression…

"Mmm…"

Chapter 52: Yin Dao Master! Die!

Another wave of the green skirt.

Lin Yi sat up, and Lu Jiajing sat up as well. The two took out their robes from their rings, and after erasing the traces of what had just happened, they returned to their appearance of white robes and green skirt.

"Seriously, arriving so late." Lin Yi shook his head, feeling somewhat speechless. Tonight, he had been waiting for that Taoist from the Yin Yang Pavilion, but he hadn't expected the Third Prince to arrive first.

And only after he and Lu Jiajing had enjoyed themselves several times did that Taoist from the Yin Yang Pavilion finally arrive late.

He didn't know why he had arrived so late after sending the letter of visit during the day. Sigh… Apologies, you've wasted so much of my time; you have already found your own path to death.

Lin Yi shook his head slightly. Under Lu Jiajing's focused gaze, he pulled a Sword pill from between his eyebrows. Immediately after, it transformed in his palm into a long Sword based in white jade, adorned with golden patterns.

"Kill him?"

"Kill him." Lin Yi nodded.

Lu Jiajing grabbed Lin Yi's hand, and under his puzzled gaze, she reached out towards the Sword.

Then… the Baihong Sword bent its body, dodging Lu Jiajing's hand. Lu Jiajing blinked. She reached for it again, but the Baihong transformed into a Sword pill and spun into Lin Yi's white robes.

Lu Jiajing was somewhat speechless. "Is this Sword of yours some kind of shy child?"

"It's probably just clingy to me." Lin Yi shook his head. He didn't know why either; apart from him, the Baihong wouldn't let anyone else touch it, and it often liked to burrow into his clothes.

Could it end up turning into a Sword girl?

Lin Yi pulled the Sword pill that the Baihong had transformed into from his body. He dangled it and looked at it. The Baihong seemed to have become shy, spinning around between his fingers.

"I like big breasts, you have to be more capable in the future." Lin Yi chuckled and flicked the white Sword pill under Lu Jiajing's reproachful gaze.

"Alright, since your Sword has a spirit, then we won't use your Sword." Lu Jiajing shook her head, cutting off Lin Yi's words as he wanted to make another wish.

"I'll handle him." Lu Jiajing's primary cultivation was the Immortal Dao, with Sword Dao as a supplement. She could sense the guy in the Yin Yang robe gradually approaching outside the door, who had already reached the Soul Transformation Stage.

Although the guy playing with the Yin-Yang Path had somewhat unstable spiritual power, he was still not someone that Lin Yi, a mere Golden Core Stage Cultivator, could deal with.

Even one of the five great Elders of the Yin Yang Pavilion from before had only carelessly had an elbow chopped off by Lin Yi, which had no impact on his combat effectiveness, and in the end, it was still Pei Yuhan who had to step in and capture him.

She was currently at the Peak of the Soul Transformation Stage, and in her eyes, that guy was merely at the Early Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage.

As the door to the pavilion was pushed open, a handsome and sinister man in black stepped in slowly. "Fairy Lu, I trust you have been well? I, Yin… Pfft…"

When that comical pfft sound rang out, the man in black was directly suppressed by Lu Jiajing's Immortal Dao techniques!

A spray of blood erupted from his throat, mixing with the bloodstains of Xuan Yuanlian from before. The man in black was pressed directly onto the ground where Xuan Yuanlian had previously been lying.

The bloody scent from the dark red ground rushed straight into the man in black's nostrils, turning his eyes crimson. He stubbornly raised his head, glaring hatefully at Lin Yi and Lu Jiajing standing above.

And before the man in black could break the spiritual power sealed within his body, Dao rhymes flowed over Lu Jiajing's body, and she threw out a green lotus flower.

As the entire Qingmu Palace shone in harmony with Lu Jiajing, the green lotus swayed and landed on the man in black's forehead, while his eyes were wide with rage…

"Lu Jiajing! You dare to kill me!! The Yin Yang Pavilion and that person from the Holy Land will make you…"

Before his next words could be spoken, the man in black's head shattered with a boom. A spiritual fire ignited, rolling along his remains.

Until another wisp of green smoke followed the opened window, drifting and floating along the direction of the eaves, flying into the night sky.

Lu Jiajing silently looked at the ground that had added new bloodstains. She turned around and sat down beside Lin Yi. Her boiling spiritual power gradually calmed down. She took the tea Lin Yi handed over and took a shallow sip.

"Decisive and ruthless." Lin Yi commented.

"Hmph, not as good as you." Lu Jiajing glanced at Lin Yi. She still remembered how the Third Prince had died; at least she had let the Yin Dao Master end it quickly.

The man in black was none other than the Yin Dao Master, one of the two Dao Masters of the Yin Yang Pavilion. The other one was the Yang Dao Master.

"He is the Yin Dao Master." Lu Jiajing explained. "I couldn't capture him alive; after all, he is also a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator."

"I understand, I don't blame you." Lin Yi nodded. As for the Yin Dao Master, in the original work, he had bullied the beautiful Master, so it was a bit of a pity that he had just died so quickly.

"We'll let the Yang Dao Master go down to keep him company later." Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded. He felt that he was truly too kind; he was even letting the two Dao Masters reunite in the afterlife.

Lu Jiajing glanced at Lin Yi but didn't reply.

Lin Yi didn't mind. His fingertips moved slightly, and he retrieved a remaining token from the spiritual fire, with the character "Yin" engraved on it.

"This is…" Lu Jiajing's gaze focused as she looked at the token wrapped in Lin Yi's spiritual power.

"Mhm, a yin-yang order. There are only five in the Yin Yang Pavilion. It can summon the spirits of the dead… so even if the holder dies, it can summon the Master's soul and cause them to return from the dead." Lin Yi explained as he flipped over the yin-yang order.

"Doesn't that mean…" Lu Jiajing glanced at the place where the Yin Dao Master had just died.

"It's fine. Since it's in our hands and his body has already been burned, what is there to fear?" Lin Yi curled his lips and casually put away the yin-yang order.

"That's true." Lu Jiajing nodded. As for provoking the enemy that is the Yin Yang Pavilion… they were already enemies with that person in the heavens, so what was there to fear from the Yin Yang Pavilion in the mortal realm?

On this point, Lu Jiajing trusted Lin Yi very much. Lin Yi was no fool; if he dared to do this, he must have already thought of a solution, or rather, killing the Yin Dao Master was already part of his plan.

Lu Jiajing took another sip of clear tea.

Lin Yi reached his hand out towards Lu Jiajing.

Lu Jiajing tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing Lu Jiajing's cute appearance, Lin Yi smiled and embraced her arm. "Take me back to Master; I don't want to fly on a Sword."

Lin Yi's spoiled behavior left Lu Jiajing somewhat speechless. She swept Lin Yi up in her arms; the tall Fairy and the handsome youth always had a strange sense of harmony.

"Then what do you want to fly on?" Lu Jiajing tapped her toes lightly, and blooming green lotus flowers appeared under her feet. She carried Lin Yi and walked out of the tall pavilion, heading towards the inn where Pei Yuhan and the others were staying.

"Fairy."

Chapter 53: Hidden Dragon in the Abyss Ji Chanxi, Unknowing Su Lingshu

The sight of Lin Yi being carried back by Lu Jiajing was just too amusing, making even Pei Yuhan's cold and aloof face unable to help but curl into a slight smile.

Lin Yi got down from Lu Jiajing's arms, and facing Su Lingshu's suppressed laughter, his face darkened, and he reached out directly to grab Su Lingshu.

"No!! I was wrong!! Su Lingshu shouted, "Sister Yuhan!! Aren't you going to control your disciple!!"

Pei Yuhan watched with a smile as Lin Yi began to tease Su Lingshu. Lin Yi just lightly tapped a few of Su Lingshu's ticklish spots, and she couldn't help but start letting out laughter like silver bells.