My Stunning Master and My Path to Immortality - Chapter 2:

Chapter 2: Master’s Pursuer Ends Up Benefiting Her Precious Rebellious Disciple

After Ye Feng’s massage, Yun Qingwan felt that all the fatigue in her body had completely faded away.

She gently closed her eyes, enjoying this brief moment of peace and comfort.

At that moment, Yun Qingwan’s body trembled slightly. This little villain had actually made her lie in his arms while he massaged her. He was truly wicked.

She opened her eyes and looked at the hand massaging her. A trace of shyness flashed through her gaze.

Then she stretched out her fair, jade-like hand and gently pressed down on the large hand resting on her shoulder. In a soft voice, she murmured, “Xiao Feng, Master is not that tired anymore. Tomorrow is the Holy Son Selection Ceremony, so you should go back and rest properly.”

The Heavenly Mystic Sect stood as the greatest righteous force in the Mortal Realm. Aside from Heavenly Mystic Peak, where the sect master and the other two giants resided, seven other peaks surrounded it.

These peaks were each managed by their own peak master, forming a complex yet orderly sect system.

The Holy Son Selection Ceremony, held once every 10,000 years, was an important grand event for the entire Heavenly Mystic Sect.

During this ceremony, three of the most outstanding disciples from the younger generation of the seven peaks would be selected and granted the title of Holy Son.

Although all three would be Holy Sons, their rankings still differed. The first place would be called the First Holy Son and would hold the highest status.

However, certain conditions had to be met to participate in the Holy Son Selection.

First, only the chief disciple of each Dao Peak was qualified to enter the Holy Son Selection.

Second, the participant could not be over 3,000 years old, and their cultivation had to reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Some disciples had simply been born at the wrong time. Because of their age, they had never been able to participate in the Holy Son Selection, so they could only accept their bad luck.

As for Ye Feng, although he was only in his fifties, his strength and cultivation had long surpassed others of his age.

During Crimson Dawn Peak’s chief disciple selection, Ye Feng, who was at the 1st stage Quasi-Emperor Realm, had defeated his senior brother Pang Hao, who was at the 3rd stage Quasi-Emperor Realm, in only three moves. He had displayed astonishing strength and talent.

Even Pang Hao admired Ye Feng greatly.

The Dao Peaks of the three disciples selected as Holy Sons would also receive more cultivation resources.

Because of this, Yun Qingwan placed great importance on the matter.

Hearing this, Ye Feng’s hands paused slightly. With a solemn expression, he nodded and replied, “Disciple heard that Misty Sea Peak has a disciple named Xiao Yihen. He is around the same age as me, and he also relied on the strength of the 1st stage Quasi-Emperor Realm to defeat an opponent at the 3rd stage Quasi-Emperor Realm and claim the chief disciple position.”

He continued, “Senior Sister Mu Xueli of Snow Lotus Peak seems to have already reached the 3rd stage Quasi-Emperor Realm as well.”

Sensing the gravity in her disciple’s tone, Yun Qingwan chuckled and teased him.

Yun Qingwan smiled lightly and asked, “What is this? Is my precious disciple, who fears neither heaven nor earth, afraid that he cannot win?”

Then she added with a playful look, “Do you want Master to use a secret method to help you raise your cultivation?”

Although Yun Qingwan often cultivated with the help of Ye Feng’s Chaos Blood Essence, and had even been more direct today, she herself possessed the Heavenly Fragrance Dao Embryo Saint Body, an excellent cauldron physique for cultivation.

The effect of this physique on cultivation was publicly recognized as the best cauldron physique in this world, without equal.

When the two cultivated together, she could not only gain benefits from Ye Feng, but could also use her own excellent physique to give Ye Feng unimaginable benefits in return.

Hearing his precious master’s words, Ye Feng shook his head without caring much.

Ye Feng replied, “Too much of a good thing becomes harmful. If I rely too much on this method, it may damage my foundation instead.”

His voice softened as he continued, “Moreover, although this method benefits me, it consumes too much of Master’s strength. I can’t bear to let that happen.”

As he spoke, Ye Feng tightened his arms slightly around his precious master.

Yun Qingwan’s delicate body trembled faintly, and sweetness spread through her heart. She simply allowed her precious disciple to act recklessly with her.

Ye Feng’s words sent a warm current through Yun Qingwan’s heart, but her mouth refused to yield. She stretched out her jade arms and wrapped them around her rebellious disciple’s neck, then murmured softly, “Master does not want the disciple she taught herself to be suppressed by anyone.”

Ye Feng planted a loud kiss on Yun Qingwan’s cheek.

Ye Feng smiled and reassured her, “Master, don’t worry. The chief disciples of the other peaks are indeed outstanding, but your precious disciple is not someone to be underestimated either!”

Yun Qingwan’s face was a little flushed at this moment, but most of her thoughts were still on tomorrow’s Holy Son Selection Ceremony.

Yun Qingwan reminded him, “In any case, just be careful. No matter whether you win or lose in the end, you must pay attention to your safety.”

She then warned him softly, “Safety is important, but you still have to do your best. If you dare to slack off, Master will definitely punish you when you come back!”

Just as Ye Feng was holding Yun Qingwan and discussing the Holy Son Ceremony, a man’s voice sounded from outside the hall doors.

The man outside announced, “Junior Sister Yun, Luo Yang, hall master of the Fire Hall from Heavenly Melody Valley, has come to visit. I hope Junior Sister Yun will honor me with a meeting.”

Hearing this voice, a helpless look flashed across Yun Qingwan’s peerlessly beautiful face.

Heavenly Melody Valley was a top force that had existed in this world for tens of thousands of years, just like the Heavenly Mystic Sect.

More than 30,000 years ago, before the great calamity descended upon heaven and earth, Luo Yang had once come to the Heavenly Mystic Sect with the previous valley master of Heavenly Melody Valley.

At that time, Luo Yang had fallen in love at first sight with Yun Qingwan, whose appearance was breathtakingly beautiful and whose bearing was noble and elegant.

For the past 30,000 years, no matter how Yun Qingwan rejected him, Luo Yang had continued to pursue her relentlessly.

Because of this, Yun Qingwan found him rather troublesome.

Although he was not a member of the Heavenly Mystic Sect, Heavenly Melody Valley was also a righteous force. In addition, it had maintained friendly relations with the Heavenly Mystic Sect for tens of thousands of years, so Yun Qingwan could not go too far.

Thus, she could only refuse him tactfully.

Yun Qingwan replied, “Senior Brother Luo, Qingwan is overly tired today and feels a little unwell. I hope Senior Brother Luo can forgive me.”

Hearing this, disappointment flashed through Luo Yang’s heart, but he quickly drove it away.

Luo Yang responded, “Since Junior Sister Yun is unwell, then Luo will not disturb you. Another day, Luo will come to the Heavenly Mystic Sect again to visit Junior Sister Yun.”

He continued earnestly, “For the past 30,000 years, Luo has always been sincere toward Junior Sister Yun. I hope Junior Sister Yun can seriously consider the matter between us.”

Although Yun Qingwan had rejected him continuously for 30,000 years, he believed that one day, she would be moved by his sincerity.

Hearing Luo Yang’s words, Ye Feng could not help feeling somewhat emotional.

Ye Feng sighed, “Master, I never expected that this Senior Luo from Heavenly Melody Valley would be so deeply devoted to you. He pursued you for 30,000 years without success and still has not given up. He truly is a real man!”

In his heart, Ye Feng could not help giving this Senior Luo a thumbs-up.

However, now that I think about it, Master’s charm is truly astonishing.

To be pursued by someone of the opposite sex with such longing and devotion for 30,000 years without their feelings ever changing, what kind of terrifying charm was that?

The more Ye Feng thought about it, the tighter he held the alluring woman in his arms.

Yun Qingwan rolled her eyes at him with a coquettish huff and scolded, “You little slippery thing. You gained the advantage and still pretend to be obedient!”

She was so angry in her heart that she almost laughed. He bullied me like this, and yet I still cannot bear to punish him. How hateful.

In any case, she could do nothing about this disciple of hers, so she might as well deal with the person outside first.

Yun Qingwan spoke again, “Senior Brother Luo, Qingwan already has someone in her heart. I hope Senior Brother Luo will not come to the Heavenly Mystic Sect looking for me again in the future, in case he misunderstands.”

Hearing Yun Qingwan’s answer, Ye Feng felt very satisfied.

Luo Yang, however, was stunned. Anger began to rise in his heart, as if a flower he had carefully protected for 30,000 years had suddenly been plucked away by someone else.

However, after thinking carefully for a moment, he revealed a smile.

Luo Yang replied, “Junior Sister Yun, even if you want to reject my kindness, you should at least find a more convincing reason.”

As far as he knew, Yun Qingwan stayed on Crimson Dawn Peak all year round and never left unless necessary.

As for her senior brothers, every single one of them was a cultivation fanatic, as if they had no interest in romantic feelings at all.

Luo Yang could not help frowning as he secretly pondered, Could it be that Junior Sister Yun has truly been influenced by the cultivation atmosphere of the Heavenly Mystic Sect, which is why she has become uninterested in everything else? Perhaps that is exactly why she keeps rejecting my invitations.

Thinking of this, Luo Yang decided that he would visit the Heavenly Mystic Sect more often in the future and see if he could change Yun Qingwan’s mind.

He murmured to himself, “It seems I will have to visit Junior Sister Yun more often from now on. I cannot let her be led astray by these cultivation fanatics of the Heavenly Mystic Sect.”

At that moment, Luo Yang suddenly felt enlightened, as if he had found the key to the problem.

Thus, he called out loudly, “I know Junior Sister Yun must be trying to focus wholeheartedly on cultivation and pursue the path of immortality, which is why you are using this kind of excuse to reject me.”

He continued with conviction, “However, I definitely will not give up so easily. I will leave for today, but another day, I will certainly come to the Heavenly Mystic Sect again to visit Junior Sister Yun!”

After saying this, Luo Yang lightly flicked his finger, tore open the void, and left.

After seeing that Luo Yang had finally gone, a satisfied smile appeared on Ye Feng’s face.

He lowered his head and looked at Yun Qingwan, who was lying in his arms, then asked gently, “Master, you truly deserve to be Fairy Yun, whose name is known throughout the world. You actually made Senior Luo from Heavenly Melody Valley pursue you bitterly for 30,000 years without giving up.”

Yun Qingwan’s face flushed red as she replied with a soft, shy huff, “If I do not like someone, naturally I must reject him decisively. I just never expected that, in the end, you would be the rebellious disciple who benefited.”

As she spoke, she stretched out her small fist and gently punched Ye Feng’s chest.

Ye Feng smiled wickedly and pulled Yun Qingwan into his arms, then murmured, “Precious Master, kiss me…”

Yun Qingwan whispered, “You little rebellious disciple.”

Hearing her rebellious disciple call her his precious master, Yun Qingwan’s beautiful eyes filled with endless shyness.

Then she lowered her elegant, swan-like jade neck and took the initiative to offer him her soft and tempting lips.

However, this wicked little rebellious disciple actually bit her. Yun Qingwan immediately snapped in embarrassment, “You little rebellious disciple, I will not let you off.”

Ye Feng deliberately spoke fiercely, “Call me Brother.”

Yun Qingwan refused, “I won’t. I won’t. I won’t call you that even if you beat me to death.”

A while later, Yun Qingwan murmured in a charming and bashful voice, “Good Brother!”

A long time later, Yun Qingwan lay in her rebellious disciple’s arms with a flushed face, drawing cute little circles on his chest.