Chapter 46

The former two were promoted by the Floating Island and the Xuanyuan Dynasty respectively, while the latter was promoted by the Head of Taiping Palace Cheng Ping.

Lin Yi looked at the expressionless Pei Yuhan and chuckled, drawing puzzled glances from Lu Jiajing and Pei Yuhan.

"Ahem, it's just that seeing Master's expressionless face reminds me of when Master was in bed…" Before Lin Yi could finish his sentence, Pei Yuhan's face had already flushed, and there was a hint of annoyance in her brows.

"Xiao Yi!"

Pei Yuhan's delicate, beautiful complexion flushed like the pink hue of fine snow melting at one's fingertips, her waterfall-like black hair veiling her face.

Pei Yuhan lowered her head.

Lin Yi smiled, not continuing to tease his beautiful Master, and simply drank tea and chatted with Lu Jiajing.

"Pei Zhaoji is teaching her Disciple to practice Qi, but he's already nearly of capping age and is still only at the third level of Qi Refining…" Lu Jiajing was somewhat speechless.

Why bother putting in so much effort for such trashy Aptitude?

It would be better to let him live freely and enjoy this short Life; sitting in meditation for years might only barely lead to Foundation Establishment, and by the end of his Life, he might not even compare to a Mortal who lives in the morning and dies at night.

"Well, people with feelings are always better than those without; she simply views her Disciple as her adopted son." Lin Yi said indifferently.

"…That is true." After a moment of contemplation, Lu Jiajing nodded; people are emotional beings, and it is merely a matter of severing emotions in the Acquired stage.

Pei Yuhan watched as ripples appeared in the clear tea in her cup, and she suddenly looked up.

"They are preparing to make a move."

Pei Yuhan looked at Lin Yi, who reached out his hand, and Pei Yuhan shared what she saw with her Divine Sense with Lin Yi.

Lin Yi looked over…

Chapter 82: Pei Zhaoji: Sorry, Young Master Lin, please give it to me.

Huanyu and Huanchong understood that they, as brothers, were merely small Inner Sect Disciples within the Yin Yang Pavilion. If they wanted to climb up step by step to the very top, they had to devour everything of those so-called Fairies!

Use the secret Yin-Yang techniques to absorb their cultivation, and use drugs and Daoist Magic to control their minds.

The Yin-Yang Path does not require any Aptitude. Cultivating the Dao is nothing more than cultivating wealth, companions, methods, and places. For them, wealth is a Fairy, companions are Fairies, methods are Fairies, and places are still Fairies.

Therefore… cultivating the Dao is equivalent to cultivating Fairies.

The existence of Fairies is the most beautiful thing in the world; this is the consensus of the two brothers.

Huanyu and Huanchong watched Pei Zhaoji walk into the inner room, and they exchanged a glance.

These Fairies are quite stupid, as if their overly superior figures, appearances, and extraordinary Aptitude had taken away their intelligence.

When they requested Pei Zhaoji, the leader of the Human Sect, to take them as Disciples without any hope, she actually agreed!

So, dear Master… we are sorry, but we have no choice but to let you experience the filial piety of your Disciples, right?

Huanyu took a packet of powder from his Storage Ring and carefully added a little into the tea.

Huanchong's ugly face suddenly grinned, revealing a lewd smile. However, this was his first time using it on a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator, so he hesitated, "Brother, is this Yin-Yang Joyous Powder really effective on a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator?"

Huanyu looked at his brother, "Why wouldn't it be? We spent all our contribution points and even turned in those Star Slaves to the Sect to exchange for this."

"As long as it's a woman! She definitely won't be able to resist this thing!!" Huanyu's resolute words made Huanchong breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll listen to you, brother." Huanchong looked completely subservient to Huanyu.

"Then… that Pei Yuhan and Lu Jiajing, and that Xuanyuan Xier…" Huanchong asked again, stuttering, his ugly face shriveling up, making him even more disgusting.

"Hmph, once we've broken in Pei Zhaoji, it will be their turn next!" Huanyu grinned, and the two looked at each other, both seeing the burning desire in the other's eyes.

In the inner room.

Pei Zhaoji's embroidered brows furrowed slightly as she looked at the good-for-nothing Disciple in front of her, unable to help comparing him to the young man she saw at noon today.

"Qi'er, I have already communicated with your Junior Martial Uncle Ning Yan. Until the Dao Trial Conference, you can practice here at the Heaven Sect, and she will provide you with the best resources."

Han Qi lowered his head, looking at the Daoist book in front of him with some annoyance. Master is beautiful, but she just loves to nag. If only Master didn't nag…

Pei Zhaoji watched Han Qi's absent-minded appearance and sighed imperceptibly. A rare trace of fatigue appeared on her beautiful, clear face.

She clearly knew that Han Qi was not a person suitable for cultivating the Dao, yet she still refused to give up on him. When they were together, although they were Master and Disciple, they were effectively mother and son.

Pei Zhaoji explained the techniques in the Daoist book to Han Qi word by word, guiding him to start practicing Qi according to the book.

Han Qi wanted to go out and play; he wasn't the type to sit still. Unfortunately, seeing his Master sitting nearby with a cold expression, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

He had no choice but to follow the old method, slacking off while thinking about random things in his head.

Practice Qi? Even dogs wouldn't practice it.

Han Qi curled his lip. He didn't want to be like a fool, sitting there every day; it would be better to go to the Mortal world for a trip and be comfortable and free.

The night grew deeper.

Pei Zhaoji watched the fireworks outside the window gradually fade away. A slight halo of light hit her cold and beautiful face, bringing with it a hint of charm. Her delicate body, wrapped in a black and white Daoist robe, stood straight, just like her personality.

Pei Zhaoji frowned, "Qi'er, why are you looking at me?!"

Han Qi hurriedly came back to his senses. He didn't expect that he would get lost in staring at his Master's face!

"No… I was just, just a bit tired…" Han Qi found a random excuse.

Pei Zhaoji naturally knew that this was just Han Qi's excuse to slack off, and she didn't want to say much more.

Pei Zhaoji stood up, "Let's stop here for today. Cultivating the Dao is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat. But there is no need to worry too much and needlessly give rise to a Heart Demon."

Han Qi hurriedly got down from the soft bed and performed a Disciple's salute toward Pei Zhaoji.

Pei Zhaoji nodded casually and pushed the door open to leave.

Han Qi breathed a slight sigh of relief and scratched his head. Although Master is very beautiful, he had never stared at her like that before.

It's just those brothers, Huanyu and Huanchong… Han Qi shook his head with some disgust. Unfortunately, this was Master's decision, and he couldn't change it.

Pei Zhaoji closed the door and saw the two brothers, Huanyu and Huanchong, sitting by the table waiting for her. She was slightly moved.

"Master, please have some tea." Huanyu looked very serious, but combined with his disgusting face, it made people feel a bit ridiculous.

"Yu'er, Chong'er, why didn't you rest earlier?" Pei Zhaoji sat down. She looked at the tea in front of her that was still warm, and felt even more that she had let down the two brothers, Huanyu and Huanchong.

She had only been concerned about Qi'er, but Yu'er and Chong'er were also her Disciples. Really, what kind of Master was she!

Pei Zhaoji criticized herself a little in her heart, picked up the tea, and took a shallow sip.

"It's just that we saw Master worrying about our Junior Brother, and both my brother and I felt sorry for you, so we specifically waited here." Huanyu replied respectfully.

"No need to worry." Pei Zhaoji took another sip of tea. A trace of a smile appeared on her beautiful, clear face, like the pink hue of early snow melting.

Huanyu and his brother exchanged a glance. Seeing Pei Zhaoji drink the drugged tea again, their eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of excitement.

But to Pei Zhaoji, this trace of excitement was completely just her Disciples being happy to be able to help their Master.

Pei Zhaoji drank the tea sip by sip. Huanyu and Huanchong were not in a hurry, slowly waiting for the Yin-Yang Joyous Powder to take effect.

Pei Zhaoji felt the warm tea gradually start from her abdomen, warming her entire body. She felt even more that she owed these two Disciples, Huanyu and Huanchong.

"Yu'er, Chong'er." Pei Zhaoji felt a bit dizzy. Perhaps it was because the room was too warm; such a thought flashed through her mind.

Pei Zhaoji steadied herself. Her voice became soft, carrying a trace of imperceptible charm, "I intend to pass on the Xuan Sect Daoist books to you. At that time, you can follow me to cultivate the Dao together with Qi'er."

"Cultivate the Dao? Cultivate what Dao?"

Pei Zhaoji heard Huanyu ask this.

"Cultivate, cultivate the Immortal Dao." Pei Zhaoji looked at Huanyu with some confusion. She could see the irrepressible smiles on Huanyu and Huanchong's faces, but she only thought that they were too happy upon hearing that she intended to pass the Dao to them.

"I have a Dao; why not pass it to Master?" Huanyu looked at Pei Zhaoji opposite him with a smile. She was still unconsciously drinking the tea until she had completely finished the cup and placed it on the table.

Only then did he say this sentence.

Pei Zhaoji felt that her state at this moment was better than ever, as if all the Daoist Magic in the world was within her grasp.

Huanchong looked at the dazed Pei Zhaoji. His mouth curled up, and a silent laugh erupted from his throat, "Master, this Disciple also has a Dao; why not pass it all to you?"

"Chong'er, you also have a Dao?" Pei Zhaoji supported her forehead with her hand. She pursed her lips, feeling a restlessness in her heart, but at least she understood that she could not undress in front of her Disciples.

At this moment, although her eyes were becoming blurred, other aspects were still the same as usual under the powerful body control of a Soul Transformation Cultivator.

"I wonder, what is the principle?" Pei Zhaoji asked, feigning calmness.

"Nothing else, just the two words 'Yin and Yang'." Huanyu and Huanchong stood up.

Pei Zhaoji muttered, "Yin-Yang Path? Yin-Yang… Path?"

She closed her eyes and frowned, pondering what kind of principle this was. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, "You… drugged me？！！"

A bit of a green lotus bloomed from between her brows, making her face look even more unworldly and indifferent. That was what Lu Jiajing had previously left by Pei Zhaoji's side, and its only effect was to clear the mind.

Huanyu and Huanchong's bodies stiffened. They looked at this scene with fearful eyes, but after waiting for two or three seconds and not waiting for Pei Zhaoji's spell, they realized that this was just a slight resistance from Pei Zhaoji.

They exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

Huanyu laughed again, "Master, hehehehe, let us pass the Yin-Yang principles to you; it will be very comfortable…"

"Scared the hell out of me, damn it, Pei Zhaoji, who do you think you are? You're still going to become…" Huanchong cursed angrily. Compared to his brother, he was more aggressive.

However…

Before he could finish the rest of the dirty words, a long sword flew out, cut off the lower bodies of the two brothers, Huanyu and Huanchong, and then flew back to the next room.

And before Huanyu and Huanchong could cry out in pain, a bit of the green lotus fell, controlling their bodies.

Lin Yi looked through the broken wall. He smiled at Huanyu, Huanchong, and Pei Zhaoji, "Hello there."

[Warning! Pei Zhaoji is in danger!]

[Warning! Pei Zhaoji is in danger!!]

[Warning! Pei Zhaoji is in danger!!!]

[Pei Zhaoji's danger has been resolved.]

Lin Yi looked at the red signals flashing wildly in front, as well as the green signal that appeared at the end. He casually closed the System panel. Just now, when Pei Yuhan reminded Lin Yi that they were preparing to make a move, the System had flashed synchronously.

And at the same time, Huanyu and Huanchong were administering their so-called Yin-Yang Joyous Powder.

Lin Yi shook his head. He stood up and looked at the terrified Huanyu and Huanchong. Their lower bodies had already dissipated in the burning of the spiritual fire. Because of the excellent vitality of Qi practitioners, they would not die for the time being.

Lin Yi disliked that they were too noisy, so he had Lu Jiajing seal their voices directly.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, why are you two left with only your upper bodies?" Lin Yi looked curious.

Huanyu and Huanchong shook their heads desperately, looking at Lin Yi pleadingly. Lin Yi curled his lip, "How boring, why aren't you talking? So tough?"

Lu Jiajing's mouth curved slightly. They were already controlled, how could they talk? Xiao Yi really knows how to annoy people.

"It's good to be tough." Lin Yi nodded affirmatively. He ignored the desperate signals in Huanyu and Huanchong's eyes and casually took a small knife from his Storage Ring and threw it to Pei Yuhan.

"Master, let's see your skills." Lin Yi raised his eyebrows.

Pei Yuhan nodded and used her Transcendent sword Dao cultivation to control the knife and began to experiment.

It is said that in the previous Life, the highest could reach 4,200 cuts. The two of them each lost their lower bodies, so they could probably count as one person. Adding them together, there should at least be 4,200 cuts, right?

If that doesn't work… Lin Yi decided to punish his beautiful Master tonight.

Lin Yi casually used spiritual power to throw the two of them into the room next door. Dirty eyes. As the door was pulled shut, Lin Yi's gaze turned to Pei Zhaoji, who was lowering her head at this time.

"Fairy Xueji?" Lin Yi took a clean cushion, burned the one that Huanyu and Huanchong had originally sat on, and sat opposite Pei Zhaoji.

Pei Zhaoji lifted her head in a daze. She looked at Lin Yi confusedly, "Who are you…"

Lin Yi nodded slightly. It seems this Yin-Yang Joyous Powder is just so-so. Isn't Pei Zhaoji still having some conscious awareness? Could it be that those people just like this half-conscious state?

Lin Yi had to admit that the Yin-Yang Joyous Powder is indeed a miraculous drug. No wonder it is called by such a name; it is truly famous!

"You are… that very good-looking person… hehehehe…" Pei Zhaoji revealed a silly smile. The beauty and clarity between her brows were completely replaced by charm. Her plump, delicate body beneath the Yin-Yang Daoist robe fell in front of Lin Yi.

The awe-inspiring and noble temperament that Pei Zhaoji had originally maintained was torn to pieces bit by bit. She rested her upper body on the wooden table, "I feel… so hot…"

Lin Yi was somewhat speechless. His fingertips gently emitted a bit of clear light, pressing on the red plum blossom mark on Pei Zhaoji's forehead, making her blurred eyes a little clearer.

Pei Zhaoji looked at Lin Yi blankly. The previous scene flashed through her mind suddenly, "Huanyu and Huanchong…"

"They are in the room." Lin Yi signaled.

Pei Zhaoji's Divine Sense swept across. She pursed her lips. Although she felt that Lin Yi and the others were a bit cruel, once she thought about the previous events… Pei Zhaoji felt that it was not very cruel after all.

"Alright." Lin Yi's words brought Pei Zhaoji back to her senses. She sat up, the previous charm gone, revealing her usual beautiful and clear appearance.

"Young Master Lin, thank you all…"