The so-called "glory" is the supreme vitality that revives the dead and fills the bones of the living.
Under Chen Ye’s guidance, this vitality nourished the girl’s delicate body, yet also awoke her keen senses.
"The Demonic Technique of the Emotion Crossing Sect has some merits after all..."
Chen Ye mused to himself.
Prior to understand the Emotion Crossing Sect, he had deliberately studied the secrets within Li Min’s Storage Bag.
And as for the Emotion Crossing Sect, it is founded upon the path of emotions and desires.
This research proved immensely beneficial for Chen Ye, allowing him to develop new functions for the Life and Death Profound Light.
"Ugh——!!"
Bai Susu was panicked and distraught, her body arched like a fish out of water, trembling on the bed.
It felt as though countless seeds were taking root and germinating within her, leaving her mind blank.
She instinctively wanted to curl up,
but was firmly held down by Chen Ye.
"Is this what True Inheritor Bai wants?"
Chen Ye looked at the girl beneath him, whose face was already flushed red, and chuckled mockingly.
He grabbed Bai Susu’s still trembling small hand and forcibly guided it, pointing to the screen.
"Come, lift the restriction."
"True Inheritor Bai is now so beautiful, wouldn’t it be a pity if I don’t let my disciples see?"
With a malicious swipe of his finger, Chen Ye teased the damp inner garment soaked with the girl’s fragrant sweat,
"Tsk tsk, they’ve seen the high and mighty True Inheritor Bai many times, but this is the first time they’ve seen her like this."
Chen Ye pretended to cast a spell, intending to directly use Spiritual Power to move the screen aside.
If he did so.
Even if there was a restriction on the screen preventing outsiders from hearing the sounds inside,
Without the screen to block the view, eyes could still see clearly and unmistakably.
"I...you mustn’t!"
Bai Susu’s expression grew flustered.
It was fine if playing with Chen Ye was seen, as it’s just teasing between Taoist partners, no harm done.
But if her current state were to be seen, she’d be utterly disgraced in front of the Golden Furred Ball in the future!
Such a double-standard Golden Furred Ball!
"Chen...Instructor Chen, can’t I just stop bullying you? At worst...at worst I’ll let you off today. True Inheritor Bai reluctantly using hands..."
The girl still thought she could escape, her wrist was slightly hurting being pressed against the pillow by the man.
She struggled a bit, seeing that the man still held her tight, she simply gave up.
After all, once he vented out, it would be fine.
She’d bullied him for so long, is he not allowed to vent a little?
She understands how to treat servants well!
"Heh."
A soft laugh shattered the girl’s naive fantasy.
Chen Ye looked at the Golden Furred Ball beneath him, trying to bargain with a tone of grace as her doomsday loomed, with a deep flame in his eyes.
"True Inheritor Bai, did you misunderstand something?"
"It was you who ignited the fire, set the trap, and wanted to force me."
"Now the fire is raging, and you want to brush me off like this?"
"Wha-what do you mean?"
Bai Susu’s heart skipped a beat, watching Chen Ye’s intensely aggressive eyes, her ominous premonition finally became reality.
"What I mean is...this interest is not enough."
Before the words even settled.
The large hand that originally held the girl’s wrist loosened, then smoothly slid down, grabbing her slender and flexible waist.
"Since True Inheritor Bai likes playing master-servant games, then today, Chen shall teach you how this game should be played!"
"Mm!"
Bai Susu’s pupils contracted suddenly.
She struggled desperately, her small hands scratched red marks on Chen Ye’s back, her two thin white legs kicked around, trying to push the heavy man off her body.
But unfortunately,
If she didn’t get serious, she couldn’t shake off the man on her.
If she did get serious...how could Bai Susu engage in a Magical Battle with Chen Ye because of this? Her mouth was venomous, but her hands were notoriously soft.
"Ow...Chen Ye! You scoundrel...mmm!"
Bai Susu opened her mouth to curse, only to have Chen Ye unceremoniously seal her lips.
All protests, all arrogance, were shattered at this moment.
...
"Still want to threaten me?"
"No...I dare not..." The girl’s golden hair was drenched with sweat, sticking to her cheeks, looking extremely pitiful.
"Still want the disciples to watch?"
"No...sob sob..."
"Then...will you obey from now on?"
"Why would I obey you...ah! Obey...I will..."
The fierce little demon,
Now is just a pitiful little lamb.
As for letting go of this poor lamb?
What a joke...
In cultivation, how can one abandon pursuit halfway?
"Since you’re obedient, then accept it gracefully."
"I don’t want to..."
Protests that hold no sway.
...
Outside the screen, all was silent.
The Heart-Testing Jade emitted a gentle glow, enveloping the three girls, drawing them each into their inner obsessions.
Within the Illusion Realm.
Zhiwei stood atop an isolated snow peak.
The cold wind howled, snow fluttered, the Gourd Sword hummed, Sword Intent fierce, reflected in those cold eyes were the flurry of snow filling the sky.
Everything was blankly white; the emptiness was overwhelming.
To others, it was a desolate hopelessness.
Yet it concealed a hint of serenity for the girl.
She liked it this quiet way.
It always felt like something was missing...
"Zhiwei, still cultivating? Go home for dinner quickly, Qing Jun’s about to starve!"
"Master! Qing Jun’s not dying!"
The voice came from somewhere unseen.
Rather clamorous.
She was supposed to be displeased, but unexpectedly, a bit of softness showed between her brows: "Master, disciple is coming now!"
...
Qing Jun’s dream was simpler and cruder.
A mountain stacked of spiritual meat, rivers flowing with spiritual wine.
The air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat and the fresh sweetness of Spirit Fruit.
The chubby girl sat on a meat mountain, holding a roast chicken in her left hand and a pork shank in her right, her mouth was greasy from eating.