Chapter 61 Master… is truly captivating!

In the valley, the scent of blood had not yet dissipated, yet a strange sense of quiet and heat began to permeate the air.

Before anyone knew it, a barrier had completely isolated the inside from the outside.

Xiao Ming tightly grasped the cool, soft, jade-like hand of his Revered Master, Luo Li, clearly feeling the trembling of her fingertips and her gradually rising temperature.

Luo Li lowered her eyelids slightly, her long, dense eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings; the lingering flush on her cheeks intensified, spreading all the way to her delicate collarbones, making her breathtakingly beautiful against the backdrop of her ice-blue robes.

"Revered Master..." Xiao Ming called out in a low voice, his tone laced with a hint of hoarseness due to his agitation.

He applied a little force, gently pulling Luo Li toward him.

Caught off guard, Luo Li let out a light cry and collided into a firm, hot embrace.

The masculine scent unique to the Wicked Disciple mixed with her own faint fragrance, instantly enveloping them both, leaving her dizzy and weak all over.

Subconsciously, she wanted to struggle and push him away, but when her hands pressed against Xiao Ming's chest, they were soft and powerless, looking more like a coy refusal.

"Wicked Disciple... let me go first..." Her protest was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, devoid of any deterrent power, and instead sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

Xiao Ming let out a low chuckle; instead of letting go, he tightened his grip, clasping her slender, supple waist even tighter.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, his hot breath spraying against her sensitive earlobe and the side of her neck, causing an unbearable itch for Luo Li.

"Revered Master's cold and detached demeanor just now... was truly charming!" His lips were almost pressed against her earlobe, his words like the most mellow wine, intoxicating enough to make one swoon.

As he spoke, his large hand was already moving restlessly along Luo Li's smooth back, feeling her stunning curves and slight stiffness through the thin fabric.

Although this was not the first time Luo Li had been in such intimate contact with Xiao Ming, she still felt a numbness throughout her body; everywhere Xiao Ming touched felt as if it had been set aflame, the heat spreading throughout her, making her heart beat like a drum and leaving her almost suffocated.

"I... I am your Revered Master, how can you use 'charming' to describe me, you Wicked Disciple!"

She tried to use her gaze to intimidate him, but when she raised her eyes to meet Xiao Ming's eyes, which were burning with raging flames, all her cold disguises seemed to collapse in an instant.

They were filled with undisguised desire, possessiveness, and a tenderness that made her heart flutter in confusion.

Hearing this, Xiao Ming gave a wicked smile, no longer giving her any chance, and leaned down, precisely kissing her red lips, which were slightly parted in shame and anger.

"Mmm... mmm!"

Luo Li pushed at Xiao Ming in shame and annoyance, looking quite like a wronged young wife, but Xiao Ming's kiss remained just as overbearing and irresistible; like a conquering force, he roughly pried open her pearly teeth, entangled her inescapable tongue, and drank of her nectar.

At first, there was somewhat stiff resistance, but under Xiao Ming's skilled and passionate offensive, Luo Li was soon defeated.

Her body remained just as honest; a familiar and intense numbness quickly shot from their joined lips through her entire body, leaving her weak and only able to helplessly cling to Xiao Ming, letting him take whatever he wanted.

Luo Li responded passively, small and seductive whimpers spilling from the depths of her throat; her cold, peach-blossom eyes were already veiled with layers of hazy moisture, the corners of her eyes flushed red, exuding a bewitching charm.

Feeling the familiar softening and response of the delicate body in his arms, the fire of desire in Xiao Ming's heart burned even brighter.

While deepening the kiss, he lifted his Revered Master horizontally and walked toward a protruding boulder nearby; this boulder was wide and smooth, like a natural viewing platform.

At this moment, the Spirit Refining Heaven Pool, or increasing his cultivation, had all been cast to the back of his mind; he only wanted to immediately conquer this charming beauty before him.

Their clothes slipped off one by one amidst their eager and chaotic movements, revealing the perfect jade-like body beneath.

When the last shred of cover was removed, Luo Li's face was as red as a sunset cloud, and whether it was from shame or heat, she subconsciously wanted to curl up, but was firmly restrained beneath Xiao Ming.

"Revered Master... you are so beautiful..." Xiao Ming's breathing was heavy, his burning gaze surveying the beautiful scenery beneath him; every inch of her skin was like fine suet jade, gleaming with a lustrous glow in the dim light; those undulating curves, that mysterious hidden valley, all teased his already agitated heart.

Luo Li kept her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling violently; she dared not meet Xiao Ming's gaze at all.

She could clearly feel the Wicked Disciple's scorching gaze sweeping over her body unscrupulously, as if he were patrolling his own territory to declare sovereignty; a massive sense of shame and an indescribable attachment were intertwined; he was already deeply aroused.

Without much foreplay, amidst a high-pitched nasal sound from Luo Li, Xiao Ming charged forward with his spear.

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