Chapter 179: Su Jingyi Falling In Love

Chapter 179: Su Jingyi Falling In Love

Xuan Yin walked happily on her way back, her face still beaming with a smile of happiness. As for Lu Xun, he was still lying in the warm spring, completely exhausted.

"I didn't expect the sword is still so sharp. Even though I'm in the mid-Innate realm, he can still handle it. But..." Xuan Yin muttered to herself as she walked along the mountain path, a faint trace of worry appeared on her happy face.

"It seems like I need to find my master and ask her for advice," Xuan Yin pursed her lips, her brows showing a hint of helplessness. She mumbled, "But how should I approach her? Such an embarrassing matter, it feels a bit difficult to bring up."nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.

Oh well, forget it. She had openly walked into her husband's room many times in front of her master and the little fox, what's embarrassing anymore? Being a widow is what's truly embarrassing.

Unknowingly, she arrived at the courtyard halfway up the mountain. Xuan Yin calmly walked through the hall and came to her master's room. She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, calling out softly, "Master, I've come out of seclusion."

After a brief moment, a lazy voice came from inside the room.

"Come in."

Xuan Yin silently pushed open the door and entered her master's room.

Miao Fengxian sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a loose and elegant sleep robe. Her cleavage was exposed without any cover, revealing flawless white skin. Usually, a playful innerwear could be seen, but this time, there was a slight mess in her jet-black hair, indicating that she had just woken up.

With a smile in her beautiful eyes, she looked at Xuan Yin and sensed the aura of the mid-Innate realm on her. She said softly, "It seems like everything went smoothly, and your cultivation should be quite stable now, right? Did anything chaotic happen during your seclusion?"

"No, nothing happened," Xuan Yin replied obediently, sitting down.

Miao Fengxian stood up, her voluptuous figure moving gracefully as she walked over to Xuan Yin. She bent down slowly, instantly outlining her perfect curves. She gazed at Xuan Yin with a smile and asked softly, "Have you gone to see Lu Xun?"

"As soon as I came out of seclusion, I went to find him." Xuan Yin sat there hesitantly, lowered her head, and fidgeted, "After all, after seven days without seeing each other, I missed him a lot, and I think he must miss me too, so..."

Ah, I wish I could be like this too, having fun whenever I want to. Miao Fengxian picked up her teapot, poured tea for both herself and Xuan Yin, and said gently, "Can he withstand the pressure of the mid-Innate realm?"

"Barely," Xuan Yin replied, pursing her lips. She twisted one of her fingers, muttering softly, "But I'm already quite satisfied."

Miao Fengxian's expression remained calm and somewhat cold, as if she were merely an observer of Xuan Yin's situation. However, she occasionally lifted the teacup in her hand, seemingly revealing a hint of irritation and displeasure. They were both snake demons, so why was the difference so significant?

"Master?"

"Do you have any way to make my husband..." Xuan Yin bit her lip and hesitated before asking, "Master, you should understand what I mean. I don't want to become a widow. I've just obtained him, and, well, the key is that I've just tasted the happiness..."

"True."

"Let your husband accompany her in the future. He's more patient and will take her around. Unlike me, who would just be perfunctory and likely lose her," Miao Fengxian suggested as she poured herself another cup of tea. She continued, "Now that you have the strength of the mid-Innate Realm, you should start sharing some of my burdens. There may be times when I need you to step forward in the future."

"Don't worry, Master. I won't disappoint your expectations," Xuan Yin replied.

At the same time, in a luxurious mansion, a mature and charming widow lounged lazily on a bamboo chair, still wearing an elegant silk robe that exuded grace and luxury. Just then, a figure appeared on the horizon and landed beside her in the blink of an eye.

"Why are you here again?" The alluring widow furrowed her brows slightly, showing a hint of annoyance as she asked, "Is it another matter concerning love and romance?"

Su Jingyi glanced at the reclining woman, Mu Qingshuang, and calmly said, "I came to chat."

"Chat?"

"Just chatting?" Mu Qingshuang smiled and teased, her eyes filled with mischief. She asked, "Could it be that you've gone crazy with desire for a man and came to seek emotional guidance from me?"

Su Jingyi remained silent and sat down beside her without expression. She said, "You're becoming more vulgar day by day, and your former nobility has completely disappeared, leaving only a heap of commonness."

"Nobility?"

"The more noble a woman is, the harder it is to find a man. Unless she pursues him vigorously or he's given to her for free, no man will approach her," Mu Qingshuang said leisurely. "You are the best example."

"Pursue vigorously?"

Su Jingyi's heart trembled suddenly, overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of shame. Upon careful consideration, she seemed to be experiencing such a situation. She had previously despised the demoness for her degrading behavior, but now she found herself following in her footsteps, abandoning her identity as a seventh realm powerhouse to give herself to an ordinary young man.

"Hmm?"

"Why do you look so melancholic?" Mu Qingshuang looked at her friend who had a cold expression, noting the melancholy in her beautiful face. She smiled and asked, "Are you thinking about how to give yourself away?"

Su Jingyi pursed her lips and, with a deep breath, whispered softly, "Qingshuang, I... I might be falling in love."

"Huh?"

"You finally admit it?"

Mu Qingshuang immediately put on an excited expression and asked eagerly, "Who is he? How old is he? Is he handsome? Is he charming and witty? Is he strong and humorous? And, most importantly, how skilled is he in cultivation?"