Chapter 45 Master is Jealous!

Just after leaving the palace gate, Xiao Ming wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. Actually, eighty percent of what he had just done was a gamble. Despite his domineering and dashing appearance, his robes were soaked with cold sweat underneath. However, he had won the gamble in the end, hadn't he?

On the other side, Luo Hongyi, who was still standing blankly in place, gripped the half-piece jade talisman tightly in her palm, as if the warmth from Xiao Ming's fingertips still lingered on it. Watching that tall, straight figure disappear at the palace gate, her mind was in chaos.

Just now, the blurry image of the little boy in her mind had gradually overlapped with the tall back of Xiao Ming before her... His domineering way of returning the jade talisman... The words he said that crossed the line but made her heart palpitate...

Various emotions intertwined, causing this Demonic Path titan, who had always been decisive in killing, to feel a complex emotion she had never experienced before for the first time. Recalling the scenes and chapters from those strange storybooks and novels, a strange heat uncontrollably surged into her heart, and two blushes quietly appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

"Xiao Ming... Xiao... Ming!"

At Holy Son Peak, Xiao Ming clicked his tongue secretly as he looked at the reward for snatching this Opportunity from the Child of Fortune, Holy Son Ye Wuji.

[Ding! Successfully seized a major Opportunity from Holy Son Ye Wuji!]

[Reward: Villain Points +12,000!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: 100,000 years of experience as an Intermediate Alchemist!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: One Divine-Grade Physique function modification Opportunity!]

Looking at the now skyrocketing Villain Points, Xiao Ming couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth. However, when he saw the third reward, black lines couldn't help but crawl up his forehead, and he muttered in his heart.

"Is this System bugged? Why is there no information description again? But judging by the name, it seems to be for modifying the Physique... There won't be any drawbacks or sequelae after the modification, right? Damn it!"

Xiao Ming slowly returned to the Holy Son Peak palace. After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "System, start the modification!"

After the voice fell, he suddenly felt his body becoming incomparably illusory, as if he no longer existed in this world. Subsequently, strands of mysterious and holy Qi slowly merged into his body. This process lasted for several days without any pain or feeling, and only then did he slowly regain control of his body. Xiao Ming hurriedly looked inside himself, and at this sight, he almost scared himself to death. He saw that his body was now clearly symmetrical; half of his body was filled with Devilish Qi, and that Devilish Qi was several times thicker than before, while the other half of his body was surrounded by Spiritual Qi, filled with righteous Qi.

Xiao Ming even thought he had become a Yin and Yang person! After getting used to his body for a while, he finally discovered that his cultivation had broken through to the Golden Core Peak. This was nothing; in fact, he had had many opportunities to break through before, but he had always suppressed it. He wanted to polish his Foundation well like the Child of Fortune, so that when his cultivation improved in the future, fighting above his level would be no problem, and he would not be weaker than those with great Luck.

After a wave of experiments, Xiao Ming felt that the richness of his Devilish Qi and the power of his techniques had increased countless times. Moreover, he could switch back and forth between Righteous and Demonic. Simply put, he could now use both Devilish Qi and Spiritual Qi, could switch freely, and could even hide his Physique. That is to say, if he wanted to mix into a Righteous Path Sect, no one would be able to discover him.

After a good while of tinkering, Xiao Ming was overjoyed. He had long had the idea of going out of the Sect to gain experience. Staying in one place to Cultivate was too boring and simply not suitable for a 'modern person' like him. Moreover, staying in the Sect, if he wanted to earn a large amount of Villain Points and snatch big Opportunities, it was simply impossible! Although he had thought about this problem before, due to his low cultivation, if he went out to gain experience and encountered an old monster, he might kick the bucket in minutes. If he went to the Righteous Path side, there would definitely be a group of Righteous Path people shouting slogans like "Demonic Path scoundrel, die!" and chasing him endlessly. Because of these reasons, he had never dared to make any moves and hid in the Sect to Cultivate. Now that the System had given him such a surprise, he definitely had to go to the Righteous Path side to have some fun.

Having made his plans, Xiao Ming steadied his mind and wanted to continue cultivating for a few more days. Just at this moment, a pleasant and slightly shy voice transmission entered his mind through the holy son token.

He raised his eyebrows. Knowing who it was, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. With a movement of his mind, he opened the entrance passage through the holy son token and replied: "Senior Sister Mo... Please come in!"

Before long, a beautiful figure dressed in a light green flowing cloud waist-cinching long dress arrived gracefully; it was Mo Qingzhu.

Today, she seemed to have deliberately dressed up. The dress was more form-fitting than usual; she understood her own advantages! The hem of the skirt outlined the curves of those breathtakingly long, slender legs to perfection. The slit on the side of the skirt seemed to be slightly higher than usual. As she walked, her snow-white long legs were faintly visible, captivating Souls. Her reserved face was lightly adorned with makeup, her moth-eyebrows lightly swept, losing a bit of her usual reserve and gaining a bit of tenderness. It was just that deep within those eyes, there was still the aloofness and calmness unique to her, but when looking at Xiao Ming, there was a different kind of charm.

"Saint." Mo Qingzhu bowed slightly, "I heard that the Saint has been in secluded cultivation recently, so Qingzhu came specifically to visit." Then her cheeks blushed slightly, and she lowered her head and whispered softly: "The Medicinal Pill bestowed by the Saint last time had excellent effects, and Qingzhu's cultivation has improved. I am very grateful, so today... I came specifically to thank you." She kept her voice extremely low, and as her eyes wandered, there was a tacit hint.

Xiao Ming looked at his Senior Sister, who was originally cold and reserved, now appearing like this towards him. A wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart: 'This woman is interesting!'

He had originally wanted to continue cultivating for a while, then refine a few more Medicinal Pills, and then go find his Revered Master baby, but it turned out...

Since a beauty had delivered herself to his door, how could Xiao Ming refuse?

"Senior Sister is too polite, please sit down and talk." Xiao Ming said in a gentle tone, pointing to a chair not far away. His burning gaze swept over her straight, long legs, and he swallowed his saliva, secretly praising in his heart: 'This leg is enough for me to play with for a year!'

Mo Qingzhu also seemed to feel Xiao Ming's burning gaze, her cheeks heating up, but there was a secret pride and palpitation in her heart. She walked more boldly, her skirt flying with each step, revealing the area of her thighs that invited more reverie. Looking at Xiao Ming's increasingly fiery eyes, she turned her head and returned a charming look! That look contained thirty percent provocation and seventy percent temptation, as if saying: "Saint, today... can you give Senior Sister some pointers again?"

This look was full of charm, forming an extreme contrast with her usual reserved and calm image, enough to make any man's blood boil!

However, just as the ambiguous atmosphere grew stronger and Xiao Ming curled his lips with an evil smile, preparing to reach out and touch those long white legs that countless men coveted...

A bone-chilling Divine Might of Soul Transformation suddenly descended! In the sky, a beautiful figure in a moon-white long dress appeared out of thin air, her clothes fluttering like a Fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the mortal world, yet with a bit of evil! It was Luo Li, who had long returned to the Heartless Peak bedroom and had been waiting for a long time without seeing her Wicked Disciple come to find her!

She was hovering in mid-air at this moment, her beautiful face covered in a layer of frost. Coldness shot from her peach-blossom eyes, and her gaze was like a sharp blade, shooting directly at Mo Qingzhu, who was surreptitiously flirting with Xiao Ming using her skirt and still looking charming. Especially when she saw that Wicked Disciple, who had just been looking infatuated and smiling wickedly, Luo Li only felt an unknown anger rushing straight to the top of her head, and her chest heaved and trembled with anger!

After she went back, she waited and waited, but she didn't see this Wicked Disciple come to find her... She thought this Wicked Disciple was touched by the events of the previous few days, so he was cultivating diligently. Who knew he was actually...

Looking at Mo Qingzhu, who looked like she couldn't wait to strip naked and lie in the Wicked Disciple's arms, Luo Li spat and secretly said: 'It must be that woman who took the initiative to seduce him, and the Wicked Disciple couldn't resist the temptation for a moment, and that's why he got lost! Hmm... It must be like this!'

"Xiao Ming!" Luo Li's voice was bone-chilling, carrying the unquestionable majesty of a Soul Transformation powerhouse, instantly breaking the ambiguous atmosphere on the scene.

"Revered Master has important matters to find you for, go to the Heartless Peak bedroom immediately!"

The moment that terrifying Divine Might descended, Mo Qingzhu was already pale, her delicate body trembling violently. She hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look Luo Li in the eye, her heart filled with confusion and incomprehension: 'Eh! Peak Master Luo, she... why did she come suddenly? And... why does she have hostility towards me! I haven't provoked her?' She faintly had a feeling that Luo Li's anger didn't seem to be aimed at Xiao Ming, but seemed to be directed at her? That bone-chilling coldness made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar, and even her Soul was trembling.

Xiao Ming also felt a jump in his heart, secretly saying it was bad: 'Why did Revered Master baby come here?' The evil, charming smile on his face instantly converged, replaced by a perfectly appropriate "respect", and he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Disciple pays respects to Revered Master! I did not know Revered Master had arrived, please forgive me, Revered Master!"

Seeing his "obedient" appearance, Luo Li's anger grew even more. This Wicked Disciple pretended to be human-like in front of outsiders, but behind the scenes... She suppressed the urge to flare up on the spot and said coldly: "Follow me back to Heartless Peak!"

Xiao Ming complained in his heart, knowing that this vinegar jar had been overturned today. He had no choice but to cast a "helpless" look at Mo Qingzhu on the side and apologized: "Senior Sister Mo, my Revered Master has important matters to find me for. I'm afraid I won't be able to guide your cultivation for a while, you should go back first!"

Mo Qingzhu felt as if she had been granted amnesty; how could she dare to stay any longer? She hurriedly bowed to Luo Li's direction, then said gently to Xiao Ming: "Then I will trouble the Saint! This Disciple will take her leave!" After speaking, she turned into a stream of light, left Holy Son Peak, and flew far away before patting her chest with lingering fear, muttering in her heart: 'Peak Master Luo's Aura just now was too scary... But she is meddling too much!' Then she patted her bulging chest, not daring to think any further, just feeling that the usually cold Peak Revered Master was particularly scary today.

On the other side, inside the Heartless Peak bedroom, the heavy palace door slammed shut after the two entered. The light in the hall was dim, with only a few ghost fires flickering.

Luo Li stood with her back to Xiao Ming, in front of the jade throne. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her shoulders heaved slightly, obviously her anger had not yet subsided. A moon-white long dress gleamed with coldness in the dim light.

Xiao Ming looked at her like this, only feeling that Revered Master baby had a unique charm even when angry. Then, a playful mood arose, and he said playfully:

"Revered Master summoned me here, I wonder what important matters you have to instruct?"

Hearing this, Luo Li turned around abruptly. Her beautiful face was covered in a layer of biting frost, her peach-blossom eyes were full of anger, and the natural light red at the corners of her eyes became more vivid due to emotional excitement.

"Wicked Disciple! You still have the face to ask this seat what important matters there are?!"

She said bitterly, her chest heaving violently with anger, drawing a breathtaking curve: "This seat asks you! Who was that female Disciple at Holy Son Peak just now? You were flirting with her, what kind of decorum is this! You are now the Saint, representing my Heartless Peak, and the face of the entire Heavenly Demon Sect! Being so undisciplined, could it be that you really think this seat doesn't dare to cripple you, you Wicked Disciple!"

These words were stern and severe; if it were an ordinary Disciple, they would have been scared to the point of their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. However, hearing it in Xiao Ming's ears, he only felt a strong sour smell that was almost going to break through the roof of the hall.

Xiao Ming took a few steps forward, slowly narrowing the distance between the two. He could clearly smell the unique and familiar cold fragrance on his Revered Master.

"Oh? So Revered Master is angry because of this matter." Xiao Ming nodded as if suddenly realizing, his gaze meeting Luo Li's beautiful eyes burning with anger without any avoidance, "Revered Master, Disciple was just having a normal conversation with that Senior Sister, discussing the Dao of cultivation!"

"Discussing? The Dao of cultivation? Really?" Luo Li looked straight into Xiao Ming's eyes, seemingly verifying the truth of his words.

Xiao Ming felt a bit guilty under her gaze, then said cheekily: "Could it be... Revered Master is jealous?"

"You... You are presumptuous!" Luo Li was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, all her hair standing on end. Her beautiful face instantly flushed red, spreading to the roots of her ears. She was both ashamed and angry:

"How could this seat be jealous of you, you Wicked Disciple? Simply absurd! This seat... This seat is just afraid that you will lose the face of my Heartless Peak!" She spoke sternly, trying to cover up the panic in her heart, and even raised her hand to push away the Wicked Disciple who was about to stick to her.

However, the moment her wrist was raised, it was precisely grabbed by a powerful hand!

Xiao Ming did not allow her to break free, and took the Opportunity to pull her into his arms. His other hand domineeringly wrapped around her willow waist, which was not even a handful, and held her very tightly.

"Since you are not jealous, why is Revered Master so angry? Hmm?" Xiao Ming lowered his head, sniffing the cold fragrance emanating from the delicate body in his arms back and forth. His deep eyes were burning with fiery flames, and his gaze finally settled on those slightly parted, alluring red lips.

"Is it because Disciple didn't come to 'pay respects' to Revered Master first, so... Revered Master is unhappy?" His voice was extremely low, and he paused slightly on the word 'pay respects', with his signature wicked smile still on his face.

"Wicked Disciple! You... You are talking nonsense! This seat is not!" Luo Li struggled hard, but as if afraid of hurting this Wicked Disciple, she dared not use her cultivation, so the strength of her struggle fell on Xiao Ming, more like a push and pull of wanting to refuse but welcoming. The two bodies were closely pressed together, and the unique masculine scent on Xiao Ming that she had determined was like the most potent aphrodisiac, infiltrating everywhere, making her limbs soft and her heart trembling.

"No? But why does Disciple feel..." He lowered his head, slightly biting her crystal-clear, hot earlobe, and whispered word by word in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Revered Master here... here... and here!"

His fingertips, through the clothes, lightly traced the peak of her left chest that was beating violently, then slowly fell, passing over her flat abdomen, and finally stopped at that already slightly hot inner thigh...

"They are all telling Disciple, Revered Master... misses me very much!"

"Hmm ah..." When Xiao Ming's fingers touched and wandered, Luo Li couldn't help but let out short and sweet moans. A strong current rushed up from the place Xiao Ming had touched, instantly sweeping through her whole body, making her numb all over, and she could barely stand.

Reason was screaming wildly to push him away, to refuse him, but her body was a hundred times more honest than her mouth. The desire that had been forcibly suppressed for several days was ignited by this Wicked Disciple at this moment, like a prairie fire, burning away all her reason.

"Wicked... Wicked Disciple... Don't... Ugh..."

The unfinished words were completely sealed by hot lips and tongue. Xiao Ming finally stopped holding back, fiercely kissed those two red lips, pried open her teeth, entangled that soft tongue tip, and tasted it wantonly.

"Ugh hmm..."

Luo Li initially beat his shoulders and back weakly in vain, but soon, that strength became weaker and weaker, like a caress. The familiar masculine scent, combined with that unparalleled domineering nature, and the unspeakable desire awakened deep in her body, slowly drowned her. Those cold, angry peach-blossom eyes were gradually replaced by blurry, watery light.

Xiao Ming felt the softening and gradual response of the delicate body in his arms, picked her up by the waist, and strode towards the bed in the hidden part of the bedroom. He didn't want to do it again on this jade throne; it wasn't comfortable at all.

A moment later, the clothes fell messily in the entanglement, and in the dim bedroom, blushing and heart-beating sounds soon rang out.

(Three thousand words of romantic description omitted here...)