Chapter 89: Sneaking into the Inner Valley at Night! Saintess, are you playing with fire?

Amidst gazes full of envy, jealousy, and hatred, the Hundred Flowers Banquet came to an end.

Gu Lan held the jade box containing the "myriad flowers spiritual dew" in both hands.

Surrounded by a group of female Disciples from Tianxiang Valley, he swaggered out of the square.

"Young Master Gu, this way please."

"The Young Master's quarters have already been arranged, right here in Tingfeng Pavilion, the best guest room in our Tianxiang Valley."

A few female Disciples surrounded him, chattering away with stars in their eyes.

After all, a man who could remain sober under such a test and even turn the tables to flirt with the Saintess was simply too charming.

While dealing with these enthusiastic and fluttering beauties, Gu Lan felt two streams of Killing Intent coming from behind him.

They were Jian Wuchen and Nie Feng.

These two brothers in misfortune.

One had his Dao Heart damaged, while the other had bled out all his nosebleeds.

At this moment, they were staring fixedly at Gu Lan's back with eyes full of the hatred of someone whose wife had been stolen.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy?"

Gu Lan turned his head, raised an eyebrow at them, and then flicked open his folding fan with a flamboyant flair to cover half his face.

"If you have the guts, come eavesdrop on us tonight."

Puff—

Nie Feng spat out another mouthful of aged blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out completely.

…

Night fell, and the brilliant lights were lit.

The night in Tianxiang Valley was even more enchanting than the day.

Countless night-glowing flowers blossomed in competition with one another.

Adorning the entire valley like a dreamy fairyland.

The floral fragrance permeating the air became even richer, carrying a slight, intoxicating drunkenness.

Inside Tingfeng Pavilion.

Gu Lan had changed into a black night-walking outfit, and with a flash of his figure, he transformed into an afterimage and disappeared into the night.

Relying on the secret code left by Hua Nongying during the day.

Gu Lan familiarly avoided the patrolling Disciples of Tianxiang Valley and penetrated all the way deep into the Forbidden Land of the Inner Valley.

This was an even quieter sea of flowers.

Deep within the sea of flowers stood an exquisite bamboo building, standing solitary upon an island in the middle of the lake.

A winding wooden boardwalk connected the lake shore to the bamboo building, with pink lanterns hanging on both sides of the boardwalk, swaying in the wind.

"Tsk, this ambiance; as expected of someone who practices charming arts."

Gu Lan praised softly, straightened his collar, and stepped onto the wooden boardwalk.

Just as he walked to the door of the bamboo building, it opened automatically.

"Creak—"

A wave of warm fragrance rushed toward his face.

No lights were lit inside the room, and only a few luminous pearls emitted a soft halo.

Gu Lan stepped inside and closed the door behind him with a reverse hand.

"Lady Saintess?"

He tentatively called out.

"Young Master has arrived so quickly."

A lazy voice came from behind the screen.

Immediately following that, the sound of splashing water rang out.

Gu Lan bypassed the screen, and his breathing instantly hitched.

Behind the screen, he saw a huge wooden barrel placed there.

The wooden barrel was steaming hot, and the surface of the water was covered with rose petals.

And Hua Nongying was currently sitting inside the barrel.

She had her back to Gu Lan, her dark hair coiled high.

Revealing a slender and graceful neck and a large expanse of smooth, jade-like back.

Droplets of water slid down the perfect line of her spine and submerged into the water, inducing infinite reverie.

"I am bathing, Young Master wouldn't mind waiting a little bit, would you?"

She turned her head slightly, her peach blossom eyes looking exceptionally hazy under the mist of the water, with an ethereal smile hanging at the corners of her mouth.

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind."

Gu Lan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and very consciously found a chair to sit down.

However, his gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, firmly glued to that snow-white back.

"The Saintess's way of treating guests is truly unique."

"If Young Master feels bored, you can wash together with me?"

Hua Nongying stretched out an arm, gently stirring the water surface.

That arm was slender and well-proportioned, her skin glowing white, radiating an enticing luster under the light.

"Ahem, as for this…"

Although Gu Lan was a hundred thousand times willing in his heart, thinking of his persona, he forcibly restrained himself.

"I am a rather traditional person, I still prefer… chatting first and cultivating our feelings."

"Traditional?"

Hua Nongying let out a light laugh, "During the day on the stage, when Young Master was hugging and touching me, you weren't traditional at all."

As she spoke, she actually stood up from the water!

Splash—

Water splattered in all directions.

Gu Lan widened his eyes, his breathing almost stopping.

However, at the very moment when the critical parts were about to emerge from the water, Hua Nongying made a beckoning gesture with her delicate hand.

A wide, red sheer gauze robe flew over out of thin air, wrapping her tightly from head to toe.

"Sigh…"

Gu Lan sighed in disappointment.

This woman was definitely doing it on purpose!

Hua Nongying walked out of the bathtub barefoot.

Her damp long hair was casually draped behind her back.

Water droplets soaked the red gauze, clinging tightly to her body, which was even more alluring than wearing nothing at all.

She walked in front of Gu Lan.

Bringing up a warm, damp fragrance.

"What is the Young Master sighing about?"

She leaned down, bracing her hands on the armrests of the chair where Gu Lan was sitting, trapping him in the middle.

Her collar was slightly open, and that trace of deep snow-white swayed right under Gu Lan's eyelids.

"Are you regretting not seeing it?"

"Yeah."

Gu Lan stopped pretending and generously admitted, "With the Saintess having such a good figure, wouldn't not looking be a terrible waste of natural resources?"

"You have a slick tongue."

Hua Nongying reached out a finger and poked him lightly on the tip of the nose.

"If you want to see, it's not impossible."

"However…"

Her gaze became somewhat hazy.

Her finger slid down Gu Lan's cheek, stopping at his Adam's apple.

"You must first tell me, how on earth did you cultivate this Pure Yang Body of yours?"

"Also, what was that Cultivation Technique you used in the illusion array that could devour charm poison?"

The true motive was revealed.

Gu Lan sneered inwardly.

As expected, this woman invited him over not just to sleep with him, but also to probe his bottom line.

"This is a family secret technique, never passed down to outsiders."

Gu Lan grabbed her hand and kissed it by his mouth.

"Of course, if you were my own woman… I could consider teaching you."

"Your own woman?"

Hua Nongying smoothly sat on Gu Lan's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her entire body against him.

"Then am I… considered your woman now?"

A warm and fragrant beauty filled his embrace.

Gu Lan only felt a slippery and warm sensation on his thigh, which was the tactile feel coming through her soaked gauze dress.

"Whether you are or not, we'll only know after trying."

Gu Lan's hand hugged her slender waist, and the place where his hand touched was scorching hot.

"Saintess, you are playing with fire."

"Playing with fire?"

Hua Nongying's seductive eyes were like flowing silk as she leaned close to his ear and gently nibbled on his earlobe.

"What I like best… is playing with fire."

"Moreover, the fire on your body… I like it very much too."

Boom!

The string in Gu Lan's mind finally snapped.

Can this fucking be tolerated?

Even the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles couldn't tolerate this!

"In that case, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Gu Lan abruptly stood up and scooped Hua Nongying up in his arms.

He strode toward the large bed not far away that was hung with pink gauze curtains.

"Ah!"

Hua Nongying let out a surprised cry, but she did not struggle.

Instead, she obediently leaned into his embrace, a smug smile curving at the corner of her mouth.

"Be gentle… I am afraid of pain…"

Gu Lan threw her onto the bed and pressed his entire body down on top of her.

"Afraid of pain?"

"When you were provoking me on stage just now, why weren't you afraid of pain?"

He lowered his head and kissed that incessantly chattering little mouth, his hands unceremoniously tearing apart that obstructive layer of red gauze.

"Mmph…"

Hua Nongying's body trembled, her hands grasping tightly onto the bedsheets.

However.

At this critical juncture.

"Hum—!!!"

The entire bamboo building suddenly shook violently.

An extremely terrifying Devilish Qi instantly enveloped the entire island!

"Who goes there?!"

Gu Lan's movements paused, and he abruptly raised his head, his eyes filled with Killing Intent.

Which blind bastard dared to ruin my good deed at a time like this?!

"Hehehe…"

A cold, eerie laugh came from outside the room.

"Saintess Hua, what a fine mood you're in."

"However, this myriad flowers spiritual dew is not something only you want."

Hearing this voice, Gu Lan's expression instantly turned weird.

This voice…

Why does it sound so much like that Female Demon Lord Ji Wushuang?!