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169: Master, let's go somewhere else.
As Su Hongling, carrying her giant sword, jumped into the Sea of Clouds to “chop clouds,” taking three steps and looking back with every one, Luo Ximei also grit her teeth, her face full of reluctance, and took her scripture scroll to the quiet room for “self-cultivation.”
The originally noisy terrace instantly quieted down.
Su Lin leaned back in his chair, watching the two departing figures, his nerves, which had been tense all morning, finally relaxing.
He had finally managed to send these two Great Buddhas away.
He picked up the slightly cool clear tea in front of him and took a small sip, finding the air—devoid of arguments and shura fields—exceptionally fresh and sweet.
However, before he could swallow that sip of tea, a timid voice, like a light feather, tickled his heart.
“Revered Master...”
Su Lin paused, put down his teacup, and turned his head to look.
Chu Weiwei had not left.
She was still standing by the table, twisting the moon-white handkerchief embroidered with orchids in her hands, her eyes cast down. Her simple, long dress fluttered slightly in the morning breeze, making her look exceptionally frail and pitiful.
“Why haven't you left yet?”
Su Lin raised an eyebrow. Although his tone was flat, it carried little blame.
After all, compared to those two destructive violent individuals, although the third one was a bit more calculating, she appeared the most docile on the surface.
“Weiwei... Weiwei wanted to tidy the table before leaving.”
Chu Weiwei raised her head, her eyes, which seemed to perpetually hold a pool of spring water, glanced at Su Lin before quickly and nervously looking away, like a startled fawn.
“Also... Revered Master, the corner of your mouth still has soup residue from drinking the porridge earlier.”
As she spoke, she carefully approached, clutching the handkerchief.
“Fifth Junior Sister is careless, and Second Senior Sister is even more reckless. Only Weiwei... only Weiwei pays attention to these details.”
She walked in front of Su Lin, leaning her body slightly forward.
An extremely faint, elegant fragrance drifted on the wind and entered Su Lin's nose. It wasn't the strong medicinal scent she usually carried, but a fresh sweetness akin to jasmine after the rain, making one forget worldly concerns and involuntarily let down their guard.
“Don't move, Revered Master, Weiwei will help you wipe it.”
Her voice was soft and sweet, like a spoonful of melted honey.
Su Lin originally wanted to refuse and do it himself. But seeing her careful, devout manner, as if she were handling some rare treasure, he changed his mind and ultimately did not dodge.
“Don't let there be a next time.” He said flatly.
“Mhm, Weiwei knows Revered Master loves me the most.”
A flicker of undetectable joy flashed in Chu Weiwei's eyes.
She extended her slender white hand, holding the moon-white handkerchief, and gently, softly pressed it against the corner of Su Lin's lips.
The sensation was slightly cool, carrying the unique smoothness of silk.
However.
The moment the handkerchief touched Su Lin's skin.
The original faint jasmine fragrance changed without warning.
It instantly fermented and swelled, turning into a thick, cloying scent that was suffocating!
That was not a floral scent.
That was... a medicinal potency refined and compressed to the extreme thousands of times!
“Mh...”
Su Lin's pupils sharply contracted. He subconsciously tried to hold his breath, but this medicinal potency did not need to enter through breathing; it aggressively penetrated his pores directly through the contact point on his skin and merged into his blood!
In just an instant.
Su Lin felt a loud “buzz” in his brain, as if struck by a heavy hammer, followed immediately by a dizzying sensation of the world spinning.
The Spiritual Qi within his body, his Void Refining Stage cultivation that had surged like a great river, seemed to have encountered a natural predator at this moment. It instantly solidified and fell silent, refusing to respond no matter how he tried to mobilize it.
“Muscle-Softening Powder... No, is it Spiritual Sealing Drunken God Incense?”
Su Lin wanted to stand up, but found an indescribable numbness and weakness spreading through his limbs and bones. His entire body uncontrollably fell backward, heavily leaning against the chair back.
“Revered Master is truly formidable, recognizing even this ancient, lost Drunken God Incense.”
Chu Weiwei's light laughter drifted into his ears.
It was no longer the timid, delicate tone from moments ago.
Instead, it was a joy that had been suppressed for a long time and finally erupted, filled with pathological excitement and trembling.
Su Lin struggled to open his heavy eyelids.
He saw Chu Weiwei, who had just looked like a meek young wife, now looking down at him.
In her large eyes, which were originally pure and innocent, two clusters of dark purple flames were now burning—they were desire, possession, and the madness of finally getting what she wanted.
She did not remove the handkerchief in her hand; instead, she pressed it harder onto Su Lin's lips, even extending a finger to gently stroke his lips through the fabric.
“To formulate this recipe, Weiwei searched through every corner of the Medicine King Valley's Forbidden Ground.”
“Ordinary poisons are useless against Revered Master, and aphrodisiacs would be neutralized by Revered Master's Physique.”
“So Weiwei thought for a long time before coming up with this method.”
She bent down, her cheek almost touching Su Lin's, her warm breath spraying against his ear.
“This isn't poison; it's a great tonic medicine.”
“It allows Revered Master's Divine Soul to relax completely and makes your body extraordinarily sensitive.”
“Revered Master, your face is so red right now... truly beautiful.”
Su Lin gritted his teeth, forcibly guarding the last shred of clarity in his Spiritual Platform.
He wanted to speak, to reprimand this Rebellious Disciple who was deceiving her Revered Master and destroying her ancestors, but his tongue felt tied, allowing only a few muffled, indistinct groans to escape.
“Don't struggle, Revered Master.”
Chu Weiwei extended her other hand and gently stroked Su Lin's chest, feeling the violently beating heart beneath her palm.
“Fifth Junior Sister has left, and Second Senior Sister has also left.”
“Now, there are only the two of us here.”
“Revered Master... it's finally Weiwei's turn.”
Before her voice faded.
She flipped her wrist, and a silk ribbon named [Entanglement] instantly flew out.
It was no longer a defensive Magic Treasure, but had become a rope for capturing prey.
A flash of moon-white light, and Su Lin's hands were firmly bound behind his back, his waist also encircled.
Chu Weiwei did not do anything excessive in plain view.
She knew that if the commotion was too great, those two would definitely notice.
“Revered Master, let's change locations.”
She wrapped one arm around Su Lin's waist. Su Lin was completely powerless now and could only let her manipulate him.
Light and shadow flashed.
The two figures instantly vanished from the terrace.
Only the clear tea, still steaming, and the remnants of the meal, gently swaying on the table in the breeze, remained.
On the back mountain, a natural karst cave heavily concealed by layers of concealing Formations.
This place was named “Jade Toad Cave.” It was originally an abandoned cave with sparse Spiritual Qi, but now it had been decorated with extreme luxury and suggestive ambiance.
Hundreds of pink luminous pearls were embedded in the ceiling, casting a hazy, suggestive glow. The floor was covered with thick, snow-white beast hides, so soft one would sink in and never want to get up.
The air was filled with a sweetness mixing medicinal fragrance and some kind of aphrodisiac flower, and the temperature was much higher than outside, making one feel unbearably hot the moment they entered.
“Bang.”
Su Lin was placed on a massive Cold Jade Bed in the center of the cave.
The coolness of the Cold Jade Bed slightly stimulated his nerves, bringing him a degree of clarity from his muddled state.
He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Chu Weiwei's enlarged face, wearing a smile of infatuation.