I haven't touched alcohol for a few days.

    On the peak of the Primordial Peak, Pei WanYu sipped a small mouthful of wine, lazily leaning against the lush trunk of a tree, her slightly squinted, moist eyes scanning a trace of comfort.

    During these few days on the flying boat, it's not that I don't want to drink, but I'm afraid.

    When the disciple broke through the nine stars of the Dao Palace, she fed him candy first, let alone that later, when he broke through to the middle stage of integration into Dao, she bent down and let him see the hazy awakening concealed under her bathrobe - so she is worried that in such a solitary situation, drinking alcohol will encourage him to make inappropriate advances towards Jin An.

    Although she cannot get drunk herself, alcohol will make people drunk even if they don't intend to, especially over the years, her teasing him has gradually increased. Moreover, she loves him so much……

    In case he finds more sweet spots, or she feels sorry for him restraining his desires…

    Once there is a compromise at the bottom line, there will be a second and then a third.

    If one is too indulgent towards a well-behaved disciple, it might reduce a lot of fun.

    So she didn't dare to drink at all on the flying boat.

    Now that she has returned to the Primordial Peak, she couldn't wait to sip a few cups of wine while sending Lu Jing'an to find Mu Qingyue, who was practicing swordsmanship on the back mountain.

    Pei WanYu felt that something interesting might happen.

    "Hmm?" Pei WanYu's eyes suddenly brightened, and she patted Dōng Hán's shoulder as if she were a little girl: "Listen, listen, Qingyue's tone has changed again, and it has become colder……

    Are you saying she's angry with Jin An, or with me as his mother?"

    Dōng Hán seemed to have become accustomed to the attitude when the vice-master finds interesting things, so she only filled her glass and didn't say anything.

    Not to mention that she can't hear her own cultivation level, and even if she can hear it, she shouldn't listen.

    Although the vice-master has taken them in and treated them well, it doesn't mean they can act arrogantly towards the vice-master, seniors, and seniors' affairs.

    "Hmm, well-behaved disciple is actually a little shy too, huh~" Pei WanYu sipped a mouthful of wine: "Qingyue didn't ask anything and stammered, unable to speak, while on this journey, she acted as if nothing happened. Haha~"

    "Oh, of course. After all, this time I teased her a bit too much; how could she not be embarrassed at all?"

    Pei WanYu chuckled softly, looking forward to the next conversation between Qingyue and the well-behaved disciple, especially curious if the voice that showed fluctuations would come to find herself with a sword.

    She doesn't mind at all that Qingyue is angry with her about Jin An, in fact, she's quite looking forward to it.

    It's not just that she finds it interesting; she actually hopes that Qingyue can have more emotions, and arguing from jealousy is a very good phenomenon.

    Pei WanYu's gentle eyes were smiling: "I thought you had already gotten used to me teasing Jin An as your mother, but it seems not…… hahaha, let's see how you can act~"

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    "Did she do something to you?"

    At the rapid waterfall lake on the mountain, Lu Jing'an looked at the 'Zhao Mu' in front of him, listening to Mu Qingyue's voice, and thinking about the surging sword energy he felt from her just then.

    Although the sword energy soon calmed down, Lu Jing'an still felt a bit absurd. With sister's talent and cultivation in swordsmanship, how could she have a time when she couldn't control the sword energy?

    Even when delving into new sword techniques or enhancing the sword's intent, it wouldn't be so chaotic to this extent.

    Master must have known about Sister, so it's possible that Master has noticed something wrong with Sister, who has been in seclusion for so long. That's why Master doesn't want her to continue her seclusion and let me take her out for a play?

    Go out and play to refine a new sword technique or a new sword intent?

    Lu Jing'an looked at Mu Qingyue and became even more curious about the sword path she followed.

    So he said after a moment's thought: "Senior sister, I have already reached the middle stage of integration into Dao. Let's seriously fight a match. If senior sister wins, I will tell you how master treated me. What do you think?"

    Mu Qingyue clutched her robe more tightly. She really wanted to accept her younger brother's proposal, but this attire was truly inconvenient right now.

    Surprises can only be considered surprises at specific times, and it's not the right time now.

    As for changing clothes...now that my younger brother has reached the integration into Dao stage, we might not be able to hide the surprise if we fight seriously.

    "Inconvenient," Mu Qingyue's reply was still concise. "Some other time."

    Mu Qingyue's answer surprised Lu Jing'an, who quickly asked, "Are you hurt?" with his hand, pushing the 'Zhao Mu' aside without any attack.

    "No, not at all."

    Lu Jing'an heaved a sigh of relief in his heart: "Then I won't tell Master how I treated you."

    Listening to his voice, Mu Qingyue couldn't help but recall the past when the 'mother' teased the disciple by embracing and suffocating him.

    This time is a more overboard teasing than before.

    Otherwise, why would the younger brother hesitate and not say it?

    ...more overboard teasing than before...

    Mu Qingyue suddenly spoke up: "Did you have sex?"

    Lu Jing'an choked a little at the words. Senior sister's train of thought is a bit exaggerated, isn't it?

    "No." Mu Qingyue knew the answer——as a sword cultivator, his emotional sensitivity is much more than that of ordinary cultivators.

    And she purposely used the biggest teasing—sex—as a probe, because she knew that with his current cultivation level, he couldn't break through the master's body.

    Mu Qingyue spoke again, "She..."

    "Don't guess, senior sister." Lu Jing'an interrupted her voice. "Even if you guess it out, what then?"

    "Do you like her?"

    Lu Jing'an did not deny it: "I do indeed like Master."

    "The teasing is very overboard."

    Mu Qingyue lowered her right hand from her chest, took back 'Zhao Mu', and with a glance of slight surprise in Lu Jing'an's eyes, she turned into a black streak, heading straight for the peak.

    Is the fluctuation of her inner emotions so great?

    At the top of the mountain, Pei WanYu's eyes were shining and her brow was joyful, holding a cup of clear alcohol in her hand.

    Qingyue's performance is excellent~

    Although happy, she still managed to contain her smile before Qingyue arrived. If Qingyue found out she was eavesdropping, there would be a sense of making a big deal about nothing.

    Pei WanYu looked at the arriving Mu Qingyue with a calm expression: "What's wrong?"

    "You deliberately angered me." Mu Qingyue's voice remained cold: "Just like in the past, you deliberately teased the younger brother in front of me."

    "Hmm?" Pei WanYu's eyes flickered slightly: "Tease? What did I do?"

    Mu Qingyue looked at Pei WanYu for the first time, not volunteering to admit to teasing, and tightened her right hand holding 'Zhao Mu'.

    When accustomed to the teasing of the 'mother' towards Jin An in the past, she no longer felt anything about it, because she clearly knew that the 'mother' was thinking about her.

    But once "deliberately" becomes a matter of affection, the meaning changes.

    Mu Qingyue pursed her lips, reminding herself that she had originally been attracted to the younger brother and then asked her to bring him back to Wandao Sect.

    How can I really take him?

    Pei WanYu gave a casual glance at her finger joints, which were slightly pale from holding the sword, and a smile flickered in her eyes.

    "What have you done to him?" Mu Qingyue relaxed the handle of her sword.

    "Well, I didn't do anything at all~" Pei WanYu sipped a mouthful of clear alcohol, seeming to cover up her awkward expression.

    "What did you do?" Mu Qingyue took a small step forward, her tone becoming serious.

    "I also want to do it!"

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