Chapter 38: A Gentle Kiss, Hopefully won't be noticed by Master?

Chapter 38: A Gentle Kiss, Hopefully won't be noticed by Master?

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A disciple guarding the sect's entrance saw a blood-covered Daoist flying towards them at an incredible speed and hastily rebuked.

However, the figure didn't pause for a moment and flew directly towards the sect's entrance. For a moment, the disciples guarding the gate were about to shout an alarm, preparing to alert others of an enemy attack.

But when that disheveled figure arrived at the entrance, all the disciples were left stunned.

"Sect Master!?"

"We pay our respects, Sect Master!"

Who would have thought that the sect leader, who usually exuded an ethereal aura and carried himself with the bearing of a great expert, would appear in such a disheveled state?

"No need for formalities," Sect Master Yang Chun said absentmindedly, not in the mood to engage with them. He allowed the disciples to rise. When he stepped through the sect's entrance, he finally felt a modicum of security.

Thinking about that witch, he still felt a lingering fear! If he hadn't kneeled quickly enough, he might have ended up like Sect Master Luo Wu, that old bastard.

"Sect Master, are you all right? Could it be that you were ambushed by members of other sects? Have enemies pursued you? Should we activate our protective formation immediately?"

The senior disciple among the guards stood up and immediately began questioning.

"No need to panic. You don't need to worry about this matter. Also, don't spread the news of my current state around. Understood?"

Sect Master Yang Chun took a few deep breaths, adjusting his mindset and returning to his usual carefree demeanor.

After giving some instructions to the disciples, he returned to his cave dwelling. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder: Would the Sect's protective formation be of any use if that witch truly targeted their Jin Ding Sect? Thinking about Luo Heaven Sect, a force comparable to their own, Sect Master Yang Chun felt a twinge in his temple.

"The protective formation is useless... If it weren't for my speed, I would have been buried with Luo Heaven Sect from that barrage of divine techniques!"

After cleaning himself up in his dwelling, Sect Master Yang Chun went to the main hall and gathered all the elders currently within the sect.

"Sect Master, how did your conversation with Luo Heaven Sect go?"

...

Illusory Mountain, a charming figure was hurrying along the road.

Thinking about her stern Master awaiting her, Leng Yanran's cold expression finally cracked into a small smile. She believed she had done well in fulfilling her Master's instructions this time, and she still had many divine technique pendants and formation discs left unused. Would her Master praise her for it?

At this moment, Leng Yanran's face was filled with an innocent and cute expression, much like a little girl eagerly anticipating praise from her elders.

However, if those cultivators who had witnessed how she annihilated every disciple of Luo Heaven Sect without batting an eyelid could see her now, they would undoubtedly shake their heads and declare, "Don't believe rumors and don't spread them. There's no way this is the expression that a ruthless witch who wipes out entire sects without a second thought should be showing!"

With no fierce beasts bothering her along the way, Leng Yanran soon arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Dao Hall. She turned her head toward the Enlighenment Vine Chair and, as expected, found her Master comfortably dozing off on it.

Leng Yanran couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why did her immensely powerful immortal Master always seem like he hadn't practiced at all? He was either sipping tea or sleeping. She had never seen her Master practice!

Could it be that her Master's usual cultivation method was as simple as sipping tea and sleeping, just like ordinary people?

Well, there's no use pondering. If I can't understand it, I won't think about it. Whatever the Master does is always right!

Leng Yanran approached her Master's slumbering form with caution, not intending to wake him. Once beside him, as she looked at her Master's visage, she couldn't help but be filled with countless emotions.

How could there be such a perfect being in this world as her Master?

Ever since she had laid eyes on her Master, men in this world had lost their luster in Leng Yanran's eyes. In fact, all other men made her feel repulsed! For some inexplicable reason, she found herself drawing closer to his vermilion lips.

"Softly now, be careful. Master shouldn't notice..."

Her nervous expression flushed with warmth, but gazing at her peacefully sleeping Master, she couldn't pass up such a perfect opportunity.

In the end, she clenched her teeth, determined. Even if the Master woke up and reprimanded her, it would be worth it!

"Splash~"

"Oops, I guess I overdid it, lacking experience for my first time!"