Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 161 "Good...very good..."

"Mm!" Jingyou replied with a smile.

The atmosphere of the Cloud Burial Sect is really different from that of the Radiant Sun Sect.

Yu Fan stood up. "Since I've said what I needed to say, I'll be going now. I have to get up early tomorrow to draw lots."

After seeing Yu Fan out, Jing You sat back down on the bed and began to cultivate cross-legged.

Wu Hu was merely an executor of what happened back then, and he had already guessed it. With his death, the biggest beneficiary is self-evident...

Jingyou slowly opened his eyes. It's okay, they'll meet tomorrow...

The next day, beams of warm sunlight streamed through the window, eagerly pouring into the room and casting bright spots of light that shimmered with a golden halo, like scattered gold dust spread across the floor.

Han Luo, unusually, woke up from her sleep before Jing Shu.

Still sleepy, Hanluo didn't want to open her eyes. She just rubbed her forehead against the collar of the person in front of her. After falling asleep, she quietly pulled her legs back off Jingshu, thinking of continuing to sleep.

But Meng'er has a match today, and as her master, he should go watch her... Oh, and Jingyou too...

Han Luo struggled for a moment, then decided to take a little more nap, just a little while... mainly because Jing Shu's embrace was just too comfortable...

It would be even better if it were furry...

After an unknown amount of time, the sun had fully risen, and the room was completely illuminated.

Jing Shu also woke up, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Han Luo nestled in his arms. Jing Shu's heart softened.

Unable to resist, Jing Shu lowered his head and kissed Han Luo's forehead. Once the kiss was over, Jing Shu was reluctant to let go.

"Jing Shu, is a kiss on the forehead all you want to do?"

Han Luo opened her eyes at some point, and her gaze towards Jing Shu was clear and bright.

Before Jing Shu could answer, Han Luo rolled over and sat on Jing Shu's lower abdomen, her fingertips gently tracing Jing Shu's eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, Han Luo chuckled softly, and a smile instantly appeared in her clear, cold eyes.

And then...and then the scene disappeared...

He could only feel the sudden softness on his lips, which made Jing Shu involuntarily part his lips slightly...

At first, Han Luo was able to easily take the initiative, but gradually, he lost ground.

Han Luo withdrew slightly, wanting to rest for a while, but Jing Shu had no intention of letting him go. He clung tightly to him, greedily absorbing his aura, forcing the person on top of him to want to get up and escape.

Seemingly sensing Han Luo's thoughts, Jing Shu put one arm around Han Luo's slender waist, sat up abruptly, and placed the other hand on the back of Han Luo's neck, tightening his grip with both hands simultaneously.

Now, the two were pressed tightly together, with no space between them.

Jing Shu only released Han Luo when Han Luo was almost out of breath, gently pressing his forehead against Han Luo's, and asked in a drawn-out, slow voice, "Master, have I learned well?"

"Good...very good..."

Han Luo was breathing heavily, and the presence of the hard object beneath her was becoming increasingly obvious.

Not to be outdone, Han Luo gently swayed her waist and, as she wished, heard Jing Shu let out a muffled groan.

"Here, too, is very vibrant..." Han Luo's voice was slightly hoarse, making it exceptionally alluring.

Jing Shu's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. "Master is the same, looking quite energetic..."

The sensations felt on the lower abdomen are also not to be ignored.

Han Luo couldn't deny it, her slender fingers gently lifting Jing Shu's chin, "Isn't this... beauty can be a trap..."

Jing Shu's brow twitched. "Master, this is too much!!!"

Jing Shu was the first to concede defeat, but not completely. "Master?"

"Ok?"

Han Luo, who had just gotten off Jing Shu, was calming down his desires. When he heard Jing Shu call him, he spared some attention to hear what Jing Shu had to say.

"Master, are you still a little radish?"

Han Luo: "..."

No, how could Jing Shu still remember a casual remark he made so many years ago?!

Han Luo suppressed her desire, then placed her right hand on Jing Shu's lower abdomen, and a cool spiritual energy was instantly released from her palm.

Han Luo withdrew her hand and flicked Jing Shu's forehead, "So you're not only jealous, but also petty."

After saying that, Han Luo got out of bed and started getting dressed.

Jing Shu's forehead quickly turned red, but he didn't care. He followed Han Luo out of bed, quickly dressed, and then skillfully took out a wooden comb to comb Han Luo's hair.

Today, Master should be sitting with the headmaster, so it's not appropriate for him to wear a hairband. Jing Shu put the hairband away and took out a jade crown, intending to put it on Master.

"No need for that, a hairband will do," Han Luo suddenly said, interrupting Jing Shu's actions.

Jing Shu paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Okay."

The hairband was retied, and Jing Shu gently twirled the end of Han Luo's hair. "Next time, I'll make a jade crown for Master."

Han Luo nodded. "I'll take two, one for you and one for me."

Jing Shu smiled even more broadly, "Alright, I'll do as Master says."

"Then sit down, I'll help you tie your hair," Han Luo said, standing up.

Jing Shu sat down as instructed and watched his master comb his hair in the bronze mirror. Han Luo's expression was exceptionally serious, as if he were treating some rare treasure.

Jing Shu's lips unconsciously curled into a smile; he suddenly wished time could freeze at this moment...

Jing Shu had very fine hair. Her fair fingers spun through her dark hair, and soon, her hair was combed into a high ponytail, just like the hair she usually combed herself.

Han Luo looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. Although she had styled her own hair into a ponytail many times before, this was the first time she had done it for someone else.

It looks pretty good.

Han Luo bent down and lightly pecked Jing Shu's eye. "Alright, it's time to go find Shi Chuan and the others. They should be here by now."

"it is good......"

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The site of the sect's grand competition.

Jingyou greeted Yu Fan, who was not far away, and then ran into Lin Yuru.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, it's been a long time," Jing You said to Lin Yurou with a smile.

"long time no see!"

Lin Yuru no longer wore a veil, and her personality was more confident than before.

Lin Yuru was quite popular in this sect competition—she had a single water spiritual root, a Golden Core stage cultivation, and was the beloved disciple of the Lingxi Sect Master.

No matter which aspect you highlight, it's sure to attract attention. Especially the water elemental root; many people have already started to harbor some unspoken thoughts about it.

However, to their surprise, Lin Yuru was not at all like a water-elemental cultivator in the competition. She won every match easily, which made most people give up their idea.

The Lingxi Sect seems to be grooming Lin Yuru as their next sect leader...