Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 214 - 128: Palace Master Xiao’s Empathy Technique

"Master, do you want to try it?"

Listening to Lu Jin’an’s voice and looking at the porcelain bottle swaying lightly between his fingers, Pei Wanyu, although she felt this rebellious disciple had ill intentions, really didn’t understand what was strange about the Fasting Pill.

Isn’t it just a pill that melts in your mouth and leaves you without a sense of hunger?

A Fasting Pill is just a pill; how can it have the ability to jump around on its own?

She moved her gaze from the porcelain bottle to Lu Jin’an’s eyes: "I’ve long passed the stage of needing Fasting Pills..."

"This is not an ordinary Fasting Pill." Lu Jin’an’s eyes were full of laughter: "This is made by your disciple’s own hands."

Pei Wanyu tilted her head to examine Lu Jin’an and thought for a while before saying, "Since you made it, I’ll try one."

She wasn’t really curious about what was peculiar about the Fasting Pill, but since her good disciple wanted her to try it, what harm was there in trying one?

Could he possibly have added something strange to it?

Not to mention that stuff wouldn’t affect her, she didn’t believe her good disciple was that kind of person.

So, Pei Wanyu lightly parted her red lips, indicating that Lu Jin’an should just feed her the elixir.

A hint of cherry-like blush spread over her smooth cheeks, and a few traces of warm deep feelings rippled in her eyes, akin to an autumn lake.

Pei Wanyu knew how to make her good disciple more moved, so she reached out her tongue to graze her lip corner, deliberately lingering at the mole on her lower right lip for a moment longer.

"Ah~"

The sound resembling a baby wanting to be fed made Lu Jin’an increasingly swell with desire, nearly shattering his rationality.

Looking at the tender red lips of his Master, almost without lip lines, Lu Jin’an poured out a Fasting Pill while suppressing his voice: "Master, this Fasting Pill is for oral consumption."

Hearing this, Pei Wanyu’s eyebrows furrowed slightly; did he not understand her actions?

As this doubt flashed through her mind, Pei Wanyu glanced at the Fasting Pill in her good disciple’s palm, her pupils shrinking slightly.

A peculiar sound, like a bee flapping its wings, reached her ears, and Pei Wanyu involuntarily closed her mouth, eying the Fasting Pill in Lu Jin’an’s hand with suspicion...

What is the principle behind this?

She couldn’t help but reach out to pinch the red Fasting Pill, which had a faint watermelon scent, feeling a tingle between her fingers.

"Is this a Fasting Pill?" Pei Wanyu asked curiously, "Is the outer layer coated with syrup?"

"Yes." Lu Jin’an looked at Pei Wanyu with a grin: "This Fasting Pill doesn’t dissolve immediately in the mouth like a normal one; it dissolves more slowly."

"Then what’s the point of making this Fasting Pill?" Pei Wanyu glanced at Lu Jin’an: "Isn’t a Fasting Pill meant to allow lower-level cultivators to spend more time on cultivating?"

Lu Jin’an bent down and whispered in his Master’s ear, "The purpose of a Fasting Pill is naturally to eat it."

"I know..." Pei Wanyu instinctively replied, her voice pausing as she looked up at Lu Jin’an’s seemingly smiling eyes, suddenly realizing what her good disciple meant.

"You..." Pei Wanyu quickly tossed the Fasting Pill back to Lu Jin’an’s hand, saying in embarrassment and anger, "You’re spending your time on this kind of thing?!"

"This was learned from Junior Brother Zhang at the Joyful Union Sect, and then I made a batch myself." Lu Jin’an reached out to lift his Master’s chin, forcing her to look at him: "This is a gift prepared by a rebellious disciple for the Master...

And the Master just promised to try one, didn’t you?"

Feeling the heat in her chest, Pei Wanyu couldn’t help biting her lower lip. If this...

Just thinking about it made Pei Wanyu’s breathing involuntarily quicken.

Her disciple was really becoming more and more like a rebellious disciple.

Pei Wanyu ’viciously’ glared at Lu Jin’an: "You rebellious disciple, you’re getting better at bullying your Master."

Listening to her voice, Lu Jin’an’s smile widened: "Then the disciple will help you."

"No, I’ll do it myself, Master."

In Lu Jin’an’s expectant gaze, Pei Wanyu swiftly popped the watermelon-flavored Fasting Pill into her red lips, her body leaning slightly.

Lu Jin’an’s eyes widened suddenly, the master of opening two Dao Palaces wasn’t one who could hold back.

By the window.

Some time unbeknownst had passed and Xiao Yinruo, leaning against the wall and sitting on the floor, her wide peach blossom eyes were misty with a layer of water.

Between the water mist, her eyes were dazed and bewildered.

How could this happen?

Because of the ’Empathy Technique,’ Pei Wanyu’s emotions were imposed on her, and the synchronization of her body and mind made her feel particularly shy.

’Where did Jin’an learn these things?’

Tilting her neck up, Xiao Yinruo thought dazedly, this child, being the Senior Brother of Wandao Sect, has always given outsiders the impression of being gentle and steady, yet tonight he gave her the illusion that he is actually the Senior Brother of the Joyful Union Sect.

But an illusion is just an illusion, at this moment Xiao Yinruo only felt that something was off throughout her body.

Because of the ’Empathy Technique’ acting on Wanyu, the sense of Lu Jin’an’s touch was particularly acute.

’This kid has already become a great tool under Wanyu’s guidance...’

The originally neatly tied hair seemed to become gradually disheveled, with some strands hanging down the sides of her face, revealing her mature charm.

Xiao Yinruo grasped the lapel of her gown tightly, seemingly due to a sense of heat, the clothing that fit closely became much looser, revealing an exquisite collarbone and a touch of whiteness never shown to any man.

She lowered her head, and under the influence of the ’Empathy Technique’, she seemed to momentarily see Lu Jin’an clearly.

Xiao Yinruo instinctively tightened her lips, Pei Wanyu’s emotions spread in her mind...

’My disciple is getting more and more out of line...’

Various emotions were transmitted over.

But as her thoughts regained a bit of clarity, she quickly stopped her behavior.

’What am I doing here!?’

’This is just a technique, how can I be dictated by a technique?!’

Xiao Yinruo closed her eyes, breathing deeply, and as the Forget Love Taoist Skill circulated, she intended to convert the transmitted emotions into her own power.

But her thoughts were uncontrollably unraveling.

With her head lowered, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Yinruo also heard the conversation between the master and the disciple from the window, deepening her doubts; this kind of Fasting Pill...

"Huff huff huff..."

Under her arm, Xiao Yinruo breathed through parted lips, her alluring peach blossom eyes radiant with springtime charm.

"Little rascal, you still dare to bully your Master?"

Inside the room, Pei Wanyu’s voice echoed after a long while.

Suddenly, she had an impulse to take a peek inside.

But she knew she couldn’t behave this way.

’I’m here to enhance my power, not for this kind of business...’

The Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace tried to maintain her rationality.

The Forget Love Taoist Skill slowly circulating through her body began to calm her mind, yet in the next second she sensed another tension from Pei Wanyu.

Tension?

Momentarily tensed, Xiao Yinruo raised her downcast chin, looking at the swaying flowers and grass not far away, listening to the surprised cry from Wanyu and Lu Jin’an’s voice from the house, she bit her lip lightly, burying her face back into her arms.

"Master." Standing by the bedside again, Lu Jin’an looked at Pei Wanyu lying on the bed, her long black silk stockings clad legs draped over the edge: "How can you go back on your word?"

Pei Wanyu licked her lips, propping her upper body slightly with her elbow, her phoenix eyes filled with playful enjoyment at teasing her disciple: "Didn’t I eat the Fasting Pill? I kept my word, didn’t I? Is my good disciple dissatisfied?"

As she spoke, she tapped Lu Jin’an’s thigh with her foot clad in black silk: "Good disciple, don’t get too ahead of yourself~"

Lu Jin’an caught the undertone of Pei Wanyu’s words, which was the bottom line.

But even without his master’s reminder, Lu Jin’an knew just how far he should go.

"The disciple was only slightly being a rebellious disciple." Lu Jin’an smiled, crouched down, and touched her calf: "So the disciple knows the boundaries."

While speaking, his fingers exerted a little force, and with a ’tear’, the high-quality silk stockings on her calf split open like black mist torn by a sharp blade, quickly opening a large gap.

The lustrous and symmetrical, snow lotus-like calf was exposed, its smooth outline seeming to invite the gaze of a rebellious disciple.

Pei Wanyu’s eyes trembled slightly, her legs trembled a bit: "What sly plans are you hatching now?"

Lu Jin’an smiled gently: "I just wanted to use his own way to deal with him."

Now it was Pei Wanyu who widened her eyes.

By the window, her pitch-black hair was stirred by the wind, half covering the window like flowing clouds.

Xiao Yinruo, her cheeks flushed, peeked curiously over, her moist peach blossom eyes looking inside.

Standing up against the wall, she only intended to take a glance, just one glance.

But her vision seemed to freeze.

Under the experience of ’Empathy Technique’, Xiao Yinruo knew what was happening inside, yet still wanted to see.

So sensation and sight intertwined.

At this moment, her friend looked like a snow frog lying on her back, her bent knees having no place to rest.

Just as Wanyu had done to Jin’an before, except now, the offense and defense had been reversed.

Xiao Yinruo watched, but involuntarily sat back down on the ground.

Leaning against the wall.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, only knowing that when the dawn lighted gently, she staggered to the gates of Qingyi Palace.

Raising her chin slightly, her eyes were a little dazed.

Closing her eyes, Xiao Yinruo crossed the threshold of Qingyi Palace.

When ’Empathy Technique’ ceased to stir, emotions of guilt and shame surged in her heart.

Yet what she felt most guilty about was the emergence of another emotion... clinging like a bone-dependent illness, making her inner self and body beyond her brain’s control.

Hurriedly patting her face, Xiao Yinruo quickly headed towards the innermost hot spring.

"I did this for power... my strength should have grown a lot, that’s the most important thing."

Muttering to herself, Xiao Yinruo hid in the hot spring, her beautiful long hair spreading over the water like blooming flowers.

She hugged her knees tightly, pressing her red lips together without speaking a word.

The scene she had peeked at came to her mind.

’Jin’an this child... truly a troublemaker.’

In the Huangyu Palace.

Lu Jin’an and Pei Wanyu slept soundly, squeezed in the bed where there was still room to sleep.

The early morning air carried an unending sense of moisture. Not sleeping well, Pei Wanyu draped a leg over Lu Jin’an’s waist, her toes slightly curled.

When the first ray of sunlight streamed in, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

With the silver-white ponytail swaying, Mu Qingyue slightly lowered her head, seeming to look at the stockings on the floor through the cloth covering her eyes.

She stepped forward, making not a sound.

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Author Note: Today is still one Chapter, pausing a bit to prevent the plot from collapsing.

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