Venting Longing

“?”

At first glance, Su Wanqing almost didn’t recognize her own rebellious disciple.

It wasn’t that Chen Xueli’s appearance had changed drastically.

It was the aura.

For a split second, she genuinely thought someone was impersonating her.

The old Chen Xueli had always carried an excellent aura, but never this pronounced.

She rarely left the mountain before; there had always been a trace of freshness, or rather, an untouched, almost childish quality.

That otherworldly feeling of someone who hadn’t been stained by the secular world for long.

But after two months of tempering, the current Chen Xueli perfectly matched the villainess heroine Su Wanqing remembered from the original novel.

The shift was overwhelming, even more shocking than Ning Yuer’s transformation.

And because her cultivation had advanced, because her demonic art had deepened, her eyes had turned an even richer crimson, like flawless, priceless rubies.

Su Wanqing also sensed the pressure radiating from her disciple’s aura.

Just early Golden Core, yet it already pressed against her mid-to-late Golden Core cultivation.

Not surprising, really.

Back when Chen Xueli was still late Foundation Establishment, she had occasionally made Su Wanqing feel threatened.

The leap to Golden Core couldn’t be described as mere “progress”; it was a complete metamorphosis.

Now, Su Wanqing wasn’t sure she could even win in a fight.

Escape might not even be possible.

“How is it? Good-looking?”

“…Mm.”

Caught off guard by the sudden question, Su Wanqing actually nodded.

And that tiny nod gave Chen Xueli her opening.

In the blink of an eye, she closed the distance entirely.

“If it looks good, then look more.”

“Just what your disciple wanted—to look at Master properly.”

Their foreheads touched.

The way Chen Xueli gazed at her could no longer be described as “tender affection.”

It was overflowing love and longing, spilling out uncontrollably.

“…”

Su Wanqing wanted to turn away, but feared it would only make things worse.

So she endured.

Chen Xueli right now was a dam that had been building pressure for two full months, slowly releasing.

Any rejection, and the flood would burst instantly.

This distance, this gaze—it was far too intimate.

She couldn’t hold out for more than a few seconds before nearly getting dragged into the abyss.

Did this girl awaken charm bones too?

Why did Chen Xueli suddenly feel so… dangerously attractive?

Before, there had been nothing, just the suffocating shame of moral violation.

But now…

Could it be because she hadn’t seen her in two months that…

This gaze was way too seductive…

At such close range, even Su Wanqing’s heart was thrown into chaos.

She kept telling herself it was just an illusion, that somehow in one short month, her disciple had learned how to flirt like a master seductress.

But she chalked it all up to imagination.

“Hehe~”

While they were apart, Chen Xueli had also re-evaluated their relationship.

Only, she had been thinking about how to capture her master’s heart, not how to “correct” her disciple’s orientation.

She had decided on a new strategy.

From now on, unless absolutely necessary, she would no longer use extreme methods.

Those brutal tactics, poison, gu, force, had been born from the belief that Su Wanqing was an untouchable ice immortal who would never feel anything.

So she had tried to pry that heart open by force, or control her, slowly melt the ice, or, if all else failed, just take what she wanted physically.

But the more time they spent together, the more she realized her master wasn’t emotionless.

She simply hid her feelings because of the charm bones.

In fact, because she usually suppressed them, Su Wanqing’s emotions ran deeper than most people’s.

Extreme methods were only good for a starting push.

Continuing them would only slow her down.

If she’d known her master’s true personality from the beginning, she never would have used them at all.

“Let me help.”

“?”

Without another word, Chen Xueli began washing the dishes.

Su Wanqing was utterly confused—what was this girl planning?

But she went along with it.

Sure enough, once everything was cleaned, Chen Xueli dragged her into the bedroom alone.

She pulled over a stool, sat with her legs crossed, and stared meaningfully at her guilty, shrinking master sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Explain. What exactly is going on with Ning Yuer?”

At first, Chen Xueli had been furious, nearly charging out to interrupt them.

But then she calmed down.

She remembered what Su Wanqing had told her before she left.

It hadn’t sounded like a lie, and there had been no reason to lie.

Even if Master had wanted another disciple, she wouldn’t have needed to hide it.

Waiting until she broke through to Golden Core, when she finally had real power, just to torment herself? That made no sense.

And Master had genuinely tried to push the girl away.

Something must have gone wrong in between.

And knowing her master’s personality, even if taking the disciple hadn’t been her intention, she would still pour her heart into teaching her.

“Um…”

Su Wanqing’s gaze flickered.

She found herself staring at Chen Xueli’s long, bare legs, elegantly crossed thanks to the high-slit robe.

She really had matured.

The last traces of childishness were completely gone.

The whole situation was so absurd and complicated that she didn’t know where to start.

After about three minutes of thinking, she finally organized her thoughts.

Throughout, Chen Xueli waited patiently.

Things were different now.

She had all the time in the world with Master.

Pressuring her would only make the explanation messier.

“Sigh—”

“It’s all Li Ziyue’s fault…”

With a helpless sigh, Su Wanqing told her everything from beginning to end.

Of course, she left out the night she and Ning Yuer had slept in the same bed.

If she mentioned that, she’d basically be begging to be punished.

She wasn’t a masochist.

Why volunteer information that would only hurt her?

“So that’s how it happened. It really isn’t Master’s fault.”

Chen Xueli nodded thoughtfully, stroking her chin.

She understood why her master had been forced to accept the girl under that kind of pressure.

What she hadn’t expected was how drastically Ning Yuer had changed, even her spirit root was now nearly on par with hers.

If she hadn’t heard Master call her “Little Yuer,” she would’ve thought it was someone else entirely.

Of course, the biggest reason her anger vanished was something else:

Even while she was away, Master still called her “Li-er.”

Her position in Master’s heart was still secure.

All that “rebellious disciple” and refusing to use her name, just tsundere nonsense.

Hehe. How amusing.

Just thinking of Master secretly calling her “Li-er” in her heart while pretending otherwise made her feel inexplicably… delighted~♡

“Then that means—!”

Su Wanqing’s eyes lit up.

But reality is cruel.

Chen Xueli wasn’t about to let her off that easily.

She wouldn’t use extreme methods anymore.

But punishment? That was non-negotiable.

After all, no matter how you sliced it, Master had brought home a love rival, and a little future wife for herself.

Sharing Master’s love was something she deeply minded.

This time, Master needed to remember the lesson, so she wouldn’t pick up random strays every time she went out and threaten her position.

“No can do~♡”

“I understand, but punishment is still required. Master needs to remember it well~”

“You… what are you planning?!”

Su Wanqing instinctively shrank back to the corner of the bed.

Watching Chen Xueli lick her lips, roll her wrists, and slowly approach, she hugged herself protectively, already knowing her fate.

“Of course—”

Chen Xueli climbed onto the bed, pinning the beauty completely in the corner with no escape.

Her fingers gently caressed her master’s trembling thigh, sliding upward, past the waist, to the soft spot just beneath, voice dripping with seduction:

“It’s to let out all the longing I’ve built up~♡”

“?!!”

The motion instantly made Su Wanqing’s mind flash to a terrifying scene.

Was she about to get… finger-blasted into another dimension?!

But reality, as always, was far crueler than her imagination.

What came next was something even more unacceptable than losing her virginity.

Soon, the room filled with Su Wanqing’s protests.

Until finally, total surrender.

Or rather… complete conquest.

“Rebellious disciple!”

“Rebellious disciple!!”

“You’re committing filial treason! Heaven will strike you down! Stop… stop it!!”

“Rebel— ah~♡”