Chapter 27 Traitorous Disciple…No…Not here!

Just as Xiao Ming was feeling smug, a chill crept up his spine.

The Revered Master, having stepped out of the cave entrance first, realized that the Wicked Disciple had not followed and couldn't help but feel puzzled and a bit worried: 'If that Rebellious Disciple can't restrain himself and does something... then...'

She dared not think further and hurried back. Who would have thought that as soon as she returned to the exit, she would see Xiao Ming being "surrounded" by a group of female Disciples, and they were chatting quite "happily"! What made her even more furious was that a few female Disciples were almost pressing their proud assets right onto the Wicked Disciple's face.

In an instant, a nameless anger mixed with intense jealousy surged into Luo Li's heart! This Wicked Disciple, just moments ago he was looking at her with that kind of gaze, and in the blink of an eye, he was hooked by these little vixens! Could it be that my charm is no match for theirs?

Her stunningly beautiful face was instantly covered in a layer of frost, and flames burned in her peach-blossom eyes. A pressure from the Soul Transformation Stage spread out like a tide; although she had reined it in, it still caused the temperature inside the cave to plummet!

The women who were talking to Xiao Ming all turned pale. Feeling that terrifying pressure and the undisguised coldness in Luo Li's eyes, they immediately fell silent like cicadas in winter, hurriedly lowering their heads and respectfully saying: "Luo... Peak Master Luo!"

Luo Li didn't even glance at them. Her icy gaze pierced straight at Xiao Ming, and she squeezed a single word through her teeth, carrying an unquestionable command: "Leave!"

That bone-chilling gaze and the Soul Transformation Divine Might receded like a tide. Then she turned and walked away, her robes fluttering, devoid of any worldly aura. Xiao Ming immediately put on a look of being "helpless," gave the women an apologetic smile, and then quickly followed.

Not until their figures had completely disappeared did that heart-palpitating aura slowly dissipate. The women felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, and they all let out a soft sigh of relief in unison.

The female Disciple with Mo Qingzhu patted her high, full chest and whispered with lingering fear: "That scared me to death... What is wrong with Peak Master Luo today? This anger came for no reason at all; it's truly baffling!" A trace of dissatisfaction and confusion flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously pouted her red lips, "We were just speaking a few words with Junior Brother Xiao, and we didn't violate any sect rules. Why go as far as using pressure to intimidate us?"

Her name was Chi Lianer; she had a fiery figure and an extremely bold personality.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her eyes rolled, and she looked in the direction where Xiao Ming had disappeared. A playful expression appeared on her face as she nudged Mo Qingzhu beside her with her elbow and gossiped in a low voice: "Hey, Senior Sister Mo, did you see that? Junior Brother Xiao's expression just now... tsk, he looked exactly like a little lamb; it was quite interesting!"

The more she spoke, the more interesting she found it. She covered her mouth and giggled, her body trembling with laughter: "Who would have thought, who would have thought that this unfathomable Junior Brother Xiao would be such a total 'goody-two-shoes' in front of his own Revered Master! Seeing him looking so helpless and not daring to resist is just... so interesting!" Her tone carried a hint of schadenfreude and the excitement of discovering some secret.

Compared to Chi Lianer's straightforward complaints and gossip, Mo Qingzhu appeared much more composed and reserved. Her cold, clear eyes gazed at the exit, lost in thought. Peak Master Luo's icy gaze just now, that undisguised anger... wasn't this reaction a bit too intense? Was it really just because a Disciple was talking to others?

Then a bold and absurd thought quietly crossed Mo Qingzhu's mind, causing a faint trace of shock to flash across her cold, clear face. Could it be that Peak Master Luo and Junior Brother Xiao...

She immediately suppressed this overly shocking thought, but the clouds of suspicion in her heart did not disperse. Hearing Chi Lianer's teasing, Mo Qingzhu just gave her a faint glance, her tone remaining calm: "Peak Master Luo's thoughts are not something you or I can speculate about recklessly." With that, the women dispersed one after another.

On the other side, the Revered Master and Disciple walked one after the other, silently traversing the path on the back mountain returning to Heartless Peak. Twilight was gradually falling, peach blossoms were fluttering, and only the soft sound of footsteps remained in the tranquil peach forest.

Luo Li still kept her pretty face cold, her steps hurried, as if she wanted to leave that annoying Wicked Disciple far behind her.

Xiao Ming followed unhurriedly behind, his gaze deep as he carefully admired the beautiful figure in front of him, which appeared even more stunning against the backdrop of twilight and peach blossoms.

The sulky posture still revealed in the Revered Master's cold back, as well as the moving figure that appeared and disappeared while walking, all stirred his heart and mind, causing his lustful fire to rage.

Just as the two reached the peach forest on the back mountain, a dark light flashed in the depths of Xiao Ming's eyes, and a meaningful, wicked arc curled at the corners of his mouth. He suddenly quickened his pace! In the split second that Luo Li was completely off guard, he suddenly opened his arms from behind and tightly embraced that warm, fragrant, and soft delicate body!

"Mmm~ Ah! Wicked Disciple~!" Luo Li was startled by this sudden action. Her delicate body shook violently, and she let out a short, surprised moan, feeling both ashamed and afraid! If someone saw this, how would she face people in the future! This Wicked Disciple was becoming increasingly reckless! She instinctively wanted to burst forth with Qi to blast away this abominable Rebellious Disciple!

"Don't move..." Xiao Ming skillfully rested his chin on her shoulder and neck, which emitted a cold fragrance, while his arms expertly wrapped around her slender, soft waist. His body's hot, restless aura transmitted through their clothing and their closely pressed bodies. Xiao Ming's voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a touch of extreme, overbearing tenderness: "Li'er, let me hold you for a while..."

The scorching breath, mixed with the man's unique masculine aura, was all breathed onto Luo Li's extremely sensitive earlobe and neck. This sudden dominance and the murmurs against her ear made Luo Li's body stiffen instantly, and the power she was about to unleash to blast him away somehow, inexplicably, stalled. Especially when the Wicked Disciple's hands became restless, slowly reaching into her lapels—that irresistible yet incredibly skillful movement made her heart tremble.

"Wicked Disciple, you... you are presumptuous, hurry up and let go of your Revered Master!" She struggled and reprimanded, but the force of her pushing was soft and powerless. What made her most ashamed was that the pair of slender jade legs hidden under her skirt actually couldn't help but slightly tighten.

Finally, she murmured in a tone of utter pleading: "Wicked Disciple, no... don't do it here..."

Xiao Ming clearly felt her struggle go from violent to gradually weak. He felt a surge of triumph in his heart but did not continue; he didn't want to provide live entertainment for others.

Xiao Ming just held her tightly like this, gently sniffing that cold, faint fragrance. His voice carried a touch of perfectly measured "vulnerability" and an inseparable depth of affection: "Revered Master... just now, this Disciple was only dealing with them out of courtesy to fellow sect members. You can rest assured; in my eyes, they don't even compare to a single strand of your hair..."

These words, which were almost a confession, lightly scratched at the tip of Luo Li's heart like a feather. Her tense body softened slightly under this gentle confinement and direct love talk. Her cheeks grew even redder, and even her neck was stained with a light shade of pink.

Xiao Ming looked full of affection, while inwardly, he was secretly chuckling: 'Presumably, that guy peeking in the dark must be watching with eyes splitting from rage!' Immediately, one of his hands quietly climbed onto her jade peaks, gently kneading her firm, smooth, and full breasts.

"Mmm... Ah~!" How could Luo Li withstand this? An extremely alluring moan spilled from her lips. Her whole body felt as if it had been struck by lightning; her jade legs instantly lost their strength, and she went completely limp, leaning entirely into Xiao Ming's embrace.

"Wicked Disciple! You... if you don't let go, this Revered Master will definitely make you pay!" She warned with a fierce tone that masked her inner weakness, but her voice trembled with coquettishness.

Xiao Ming knew when to stop, knowing that if he continued to tease her, the Revered Master might truly get angry. After all, she was a Soul Transformation powerhouse and a Peak Revered Master, and he couldn't let others see his woman in such a state. Immediately, he chuckled, took his Revered Master's slender, delicate hand, leaned into her ear, which was red enough to drip blood, and said ambiguously: "Alright, I'll listen to Revered Master. Shall we... go back and talk slowly?"

Luo Li's heart fluttered wildly at the implication in his words. Catching a glimpse of a Disciple's figure flickering in the distance, she wanted to pull her hand back like she had been electrocuted, but was afraid of using too much force and hurting the Wicked Disciple, so the two were momentarily deadlocked. Just as she was about to speak, she caught sight of the Wicked Disciple's triumphant, bad-boy grin. Ashamed and annoyed, she glared at him fiercely and, no longer caring about anything else, gripped Xiao Ming's hand tightly, transformed into a streak of light, and fled almost like she was escaping toward the sleeping quarters of Heartless Peak.

"Wicked Disciple! I'll deal with you when we get back!"

In the wind, only her coquettish shout, which lacked any deterrent force, was left behind, along with Xiao Ming's faint laughter of a plan successfully executed. Once their figures had completely disappeared, the peach forest where they had been flirting suddenly fell into dead silence. A moment later, behind a relatively large peach tree, a figure slowly appeared. His eyes were full of venom, and the aura around him caused the petals to fall rustlingly. A roar, suppressed to the extreme, like a dying beast, was squeezed from his throat: "Xiao Ming... I will kill you!"