58: Master, I think I'm about to die.

He looked at the gentle Senior Sister before him, who was willing to descend from being an untainted Fairy into this rolling Mortal World for his sake.

The satiety he had just brought down from the Main Peak was instantly replaced by an even stronger desire filled with pity and possessiveness.

He could no longer control himself.

He lowered his head and fiercely kissed those cherry lips he had coveted for a long time, which emitted a faint fragrance of vegetation.

“Mmph!”

Ye Nianxin's body shuddered violently.

Her clear eyes instantly widened.

She hadn't expected her Junior Brother to be so sudden, so... domineering.

They were right outside the Pill Room!

Although it was secluded, what if... what if another Disciple saw them... She subconsciously wanted to push him away.

But the moment those warm lips, full of masculine aura and carrying an irresistible force, covered hers.

All her resistance and all her reason collapsed in an instant.

Her body softened uncontrollably.

Those slender jade hands that originally wanted to push him away also, as if possessed, wrapped around his neck.

Rawly and clumsily, she responded to his storm-like demands.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Panting, Ye Nianxin leaned into Qin Feng's embrace. Her clear and beautiful face was covered in a moving rosy glow, and her beautiful eyes were watery and dazed.

She felt her legs go weak.

“Bad... bad Junior Brother.” She lightly punched his solid chest with her pink fists; the force was so light it was no different from acting spoiled.

Qin Feng smiled.

He loved seeing her like this—clearly so shy she was about to faint, yet trying hard to maintain a shred of composure.

He picked up her soft and fragrant body in a bridal carry.

“Senior Sister, just congratulating me with your mouth isn't enough.”

A wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth.

“I prefer... ‘congratulations’ in action.”

“Ah!” Ye Nianxin let out a short cry of surprise and subconsciously hugged his neck tightly, burying her burning face deep in his chest... (Fifty thousand words omitted here regarding how Qin Feng accepted the Third Senior Sister's “physical” congratulations, and how the two of them deeply discussed the differences and similarities between “making pills” and “making humans.” The author is a decent person and doesn't dare to write such things.)

...When Qin Feng walked out of the Third Senior Sister's Pill Room feeling refreshed.

The sky was already nearing dusk.

He felt as if he had been soaked in the highest-grade Spirit Medicine hot spring; every pore of his body radiated comfort and satisfaction.

Although the Third Senior Sister's way of “congratulating” wasn't as stimulating as Revered Master's or as enchanting as the Little Junior Sister's.

That water-like gentleness, that nourishment that moistened things silently, allowed him to experience a different kind of deep-seated pleasure.

Especially since his cultivation, which had just entered the Early Golden Core Stage, had been through a whole day of Third Senior Sister's “spiritual energy nourishment” and “Medicinal Pill feeding.”

It had actually improved quite a bit once again!

At this rate, it probably wouldn't be long before he could Breakthrough to the Middle Golden Core Stage!

“Sigh, this damn, misplaced charm of mine.”

Qin Feng faced the evening wind, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, letting out a Versailles-style sigh.

His current life was simply the ultimate dream of every man.

During the day, he was “served” in turns by his Little Vixen Junior Sister and his gentle Fairy Senior Sister.

At night, there was still the ice queen Revered Master waiting for him to return and “subdue” her.

He wouldn't trade this kind of life for being an immortal! ...Main Peak, Muxue Cave Residence.

Inside the bedchamber, the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

Zhao Muxue, dressed in a moon-white silk nightgown, reclined on the large cold jade bed, holding an ancient book in her hand, seemingly reading seriously.

But her cold phoenix eyes would glance toward the door from time to time.

That gaze was full of anxiety, impatience, and a trace of... resentment that even she hadn't noticed.

That Rebellious Disciple!

Why isn't he back yet?!

The sky is completely dark!

Wasn't he with that girl Nianming today?

Could it be... the two of them are still... At the thought of this possibility, Zhao Muxue's heart couldn't help but feel a wave of sourness.

She felt that her treasure had been occupied by another woman for another day!

No!

When he returns, she must make him “compensate” her doubly tonight!

Just as she was secretly feeling fierce.

The door to the bedchamber was slowly pushed open.

A familiar figure walked in.

It was Qin Feng.

“Rebellious Disciple! You finally know to come back!”

Seeing him, Zhao Muxue immediately tossed the ancient book aside and questioned him with a cold face.

“Ugh...”

That voice was low and pained, as if he were enduring great torment.

Zhao Muxue's heart tightened!

She instantly snapped out of her girlish shyness and subconsciously looked up.

“Rebellious Disciple, what's wrong?”

She saw Qin Feng's brows tightly furrowed, and fine beads of cold sweat even broke out on his forehead. A look of pain appeared on his handsome face.

His breathing also became heavy and hurried.

Zhao Muxue was startled and quickly reached out her slender jade fingers to press against his wrist.

A stream of pure spiritual energy instantly entered his body and quickly circulated.

His Meridians were clear, his blood and Qi were stable, and the golden Divine Elephant in his Dantian was also floating steadily, emitting a Divine Might that suppressed all things.

There were no signs of Qi Deviation.

Nor were there any signs of injury.

His body was perfectly fine! Even better than ever!

Zhao Muxue's brows couldn't help but furrow, and her phoenix eyes, which had just been watery, were now tinged with confusion.

“Eh? Nothing's wrong!”

She withdrew her fingers and looked at Qin Feng with confusion, “Rebellious Disciple, where exactly do you feel unwell?”

“I... I...”

Qin Feng struggled to open his eyes. His deep eyes actually held a rare trace of panic and helplessness at this moment.

He looked at Zhao Muxue, his lips moving as he said hoarsely, “Revered Master, save me quickly!!”

Save you?

Zhao Muxue was even more bewildered.

She used her Divine Sense again to scan Qin Feng thoroughly from inside out, not even missing a single corner of his Divine Soul.

Still, there was nothing unusual.

“What exactly is wrong with you? Don't scare yourself!” Zhao Muxue's tone carried a hint of reproach.

“No... it's not there...”

Qin Feng's breathing became even heavier. He looked at Zhao Muxue with eyes full of “painful” struggle.

“I... I feel like I'm about to petrify!”

Petrify?!

Zhao Muxue's pupils suddenly contracted!

This was an extremely vicious Evil Path Spell! Once a Cultivator was petrified, their Divine Soul would be imprisoned in a stone body, never to be reborn!

Who?!

Who dared to lay such a poisonous hand on her man on her Qingxin Peak?!

A bone-chilling killing intent instantly erupted from Zhao Muxue!

The terrifying pressure of the Quasi-Tribulation Passing Stage descended like an awakening ancient deity!

The entire bedchamber trembled violently under this pressure!

Without even thinking, she was about to pour her vast, sea-like spiritual energy into Qin Feng's body, attempting to force out that vicious “Petrification” power!

However, the moment she was about to act.

Qin Feng suddenly grabbed her hand.

“Revered Master! It's... it's not what you think!”

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