Volume 1, Chapter 52: Qinghan's Dance

Heh, wasn't Master supposed to be immune to worldly charms?
Aren't you about to reach your breaking point?
Right now, Master's eyes can't leave Qiehan for even a single second~

Su Cheng's mind went completely blank at this moment!
[Su Cheng! You are truly damned! You aren't allowed to look!]
[She is indeed so breathtaking......]
[Su Cheng! You are her Master! How can you gaze at your own disciple with such eyes!]
[She could topple nations! Which Master could withstand such temptation? At least change your clothes before you dance!]
[Where did she learn this dance? Douyin?]
[This is way too lewd......]

The bright moonlight spilled over Ye Qiehan's snow-white skin, her alluring figure faintly outlined through the thin, translucent gauze.
Accompanied by the enchanting music emanating from the magical artifact, Ye Qiehan swayed her slender waist, dancing solely to capture her Master's gaze.
What she wanted was not to possess her Master hastily; she was in no rush. All this prelude was merely meant to ensure that in her Master's eyes, she was more than just a disciple. She needed her Master to understand that she could also be a qualified cultivation partner.
Therefore, patience was essential. As a top-tier predator, calm contemplation was far more important than the mere mechanics of the hunt.
She needed to make their intimacy feel natural rather than transgressive, to blur the boundaries between master and disciple until they were ambiguous, and to make her Master sink into her completely.
Perhaps in the eyes of Dongfang Jue or others, her Master was high and untouchable, and as long as the price was right, becoming her Master's plaything was merely a matter of a single sentence.
But Ye Qiehan wanted more than that; she wanted her Master to love her!
So unless her Master explicitly asked for her, she would hold back, even if she had to suppress her heaven-sent alluring bones and transform into the eldest disciple of absolute asceticism!
This was an ironclad rule already written into her Master's Taming Manual! No tactic could ever violate this supreme rule!

Fox ears peeked out from the top of her head, and her tail slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, her enchanting and seductive dance moves, coupled with the unsealing of her demonic charm, making the scene all the more mesmerizing.

"Qiehan?"
Ye Qiehan did not stop. Although her Master was calling out to her, she had long since read her Master's mind and knew what he wanted to say. There was no harm in waiting until the dance was over.
Unable to refuse Ye Qiehan's enthusiastic hospitality, Su Cheng had only taken a couple of light sips of wine, yet he now felt as though his entire body was on fire.

It wasn't until the song ended that Ye Qiehan smilingly sat back down, leaning close to her Master and breathing in his unique scent.
"Master, how was Qiehan's dancing?"
"Very good. You put a lot of thought into it."
"Then in the future, Qiehan will dance for Master often!"

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[Hiss...... That dance of yours is going to turn your Master into a sniper! There was really no need for that!]
As soon as Ye Qiehan struck her ending pose, Su Cheng immediately raised his imaginary sniper rifle. Even now, catching the scent of her natural allure, his inner fire remained difficult to quell.
He glanced at Ye Qiehan leaning beside him, watching as she feigned casualness while rolling up her sleeve. Sure enough, the bracelet Ye Qiehan wore was not the Decree-Breaking Bracelet, but some imitation she had conjured from goodness knows where!

[It looks remarkably similar, though! Does she know this bracelet is meant to suppress her demonic nature? That shouldn't be possible!]
[So how am I supposed to bring this up? I can't very well say, "My dear disciple, the moment I laid eyes on you, evil thoughts arose in your Master's heart!"]
[I'll find some time to ask tomorrow; the current atmosphere doesn't seem quite right......]

Rest assured, Qiehan wouldn't give her Master a suitable opportunity, heh.
Lying in her Master's arms, Ye Qiehan wondered what kind of weapon a "sniper" was. She had heard of arts like the Heavenly Demon Palm and the Sky-Splitting Finger, but she had never heard of a sniper...
Now that her Master had regained his cultivation, he could perceive the spiritual essence of magical artifacts, so he wouldn't be fooled by a fake for long...
And to think she had even made Xu Zhanfeng customize an exact replica for her! It seemed all that effort went to waste.
As for evil thoughts? Ye Qiehan felt she was the rebellious disciple who harbored evil thoughts the moment she laid eyes on her Master...

Days passed, and the day of the Spirit Mountain Martial Tournament quickly approached.
Ye Qiehan had registered early on, hearing that the prizes included countless treasures and even a sect cash bonus!
Heh, then she simply had to go!
According to the rules, each sect could send a maximum of three disciples, so Ye Qiehan simply filled in three names by herself!
Ye Qiehan, Ye Xiaohan, and Ye Shihan.
It didn't matter to her; it was just a few extra matches as long as she could get the prize money! Magical artifacts and the like didn't matter!
There was no doubt Ye Qiehan could take first place!
What about Ye Xiaohan and Ye Shihan? Second and third place, presumably? In any case, could prize money ever be too much?

Before even reaching Spirit Mountain, one could already feel the grand scale of this tournament. Not only sects from the Southern Domain, but arrogant prodigies from all over the world were eager to make a name for themselves, leaving the inns around Spirit Mountain packed to capacity.
Dingzhou City was not far from Spirit Mountain, so Ye Qiehan and her Master decided to settle down there first. Tomorrow was the day of the tournament, and they figured they might as well stroll around.
"Does Master want a candied hawthorn?"
"You're the one who wants to eat it, aren't you!"
"Heh heh, so does Master want one or not?" Ye Qiehan put on a whimsical and mischievous expression, causing the passersby on the street to stop and stare.
"Shiyao wants candied hawthorns too! Elder Shi, buy Shiyao a candied hawthorn as well! I'm begging you!"
Hearing that voice, Ye Qiehan's fox-like eyes twitched...
Figures, she had a bad premonition last night, and sure enough!

Since this fellow was here, most likely...
"sect Master Su, how about buying some candied hawthorns for Jue'er as well? What do you think?"
Great! If she had known, she wouldn't have participated in this damn tournament!
With that kind of time, she might as well go wipe out the Liu family; she'd make money just the same!

Both Ye Qiehan and her Master turned their heads with dark expressions, squeezing out forced smiles to greet Dongfang Jue...
"Miss Dongfang, you're here too." As Su Cheng spoke, he began to size up the person standing beside Dongfang Jue. That person was clad in silver-white battle armor, with striking eyebrows and an aura of stern slaughter radiating from their entire body, resembling an undefeated general fresh from the battlefield.
"sect Master Su, long time no see. The one by my side is my personal guard." Dongfang Jue waved a hand, and though the guard remained silent, he offered a cupped-fist salute.
"Sister Qiehan! Sister Qiehan! Shiyao is right here!" The little fool bounced up and down, making it seem as though something extraordinary might burst right out of her tightly wrapped dress if she moved any more.
Ye Qiehan's mind went completely numb! This girl was too embarrassing: "I see you, don't shout so loud!"
"Sister Qiehan, what flavor is yours? Can Shiyao have a taste?"
"Candied hawthorns all taste the same, eat your own!"
"But Sister Qiehan's candied hawthorns look more delicious than mine."
Li Shiyao's face was practically pressed against Ye Qiehan's candied hawthorn, and drool was about to spill out...
If Ye Qiehan didn't know this girl was an absolute simpleton, she certainly wouldn't have believed she was the Holy Maiden of the Holy Mountain.
"No, this was bought for me by my Master."
As soon as Ye Qiehan finished saying those words, she felt like an idiot herself! She thought that talking to this girl was making her sound like a simpleton too!

Standing nearby, Shi Mingyi also wore a look of bitter distress. Why on earth did this little ancestor have such a fixation on Sister Qiehan?
"Miss Qiehan, please forgive us, it's just our Holy Mountain's..."
"Elder Shi needn't mind. Junior sister Shiyao is kind-hearted and pure of mind, I like her very much."
"The Holy Maiden constantly misses Miss Qiehan even back at the Holy Mountain. We are delighted that someone is willing to be friends with the Holy Maiden."
Ye Qiehan didn't press the matter further; she figured that given Li Shiyao's personality, it would be harder *not* to be friends with her!
However, did this mean Li Shiyao had no other friends? As long as this girl didn't come to plague her Master, looking after her a little wasn't a problem.
Ye Qiehan wore a deeply reluctant expression, yet she still handed her candied hawthorn forward, muttering as she did so:
"I really can't do anything with you. You can only taste a tiny bite, this was bought for me by my Master after all."