Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 661 - 287 "Saint Lu, would you be willing to take Zhiyu as your apprentice?

After bathing, Pei Wanyu with her voluptuous and enchanting figure wrapped in a deep purple silk gown, slowly walked into the bedroom.

The silk gown clung to her body, beneath which her long legs, as pure as snow, elegantly crossed, her bare feet painted with red rouge, gracefully swayed to the side of the soft couch.

With a slight twist of her body, she sat down, and the deep purple silk gown with its glossy sheen instantly outlined her breathtaking, vase-like curves.

Her alluring posture inevitably caught the attention of Lu Jin'an, who was sitting at the table, engrossed in writing.

Pei Wanyu, as if oblivious, continued to dry her damp long hair, her fair arms moving as she dried her hair, causing the collar of her robe to flutter gently.

'Cultivation is indeed wonderful.'

The thought crossed Lu Jin'an's mind, considering how his Master, with such a figure, could effortlessly maintain her alluring posture... it was remarkable.

He quietly admired the way his Master dried her hair, feeling utterly delighted.

Although spellcasting could easily dry her hair, it couldn't compete with the myriad charms that emerged from personally drying it.

Even after achieving cultivation, preserving a touch of the Mortal World's mundane flair is quite pleasant.

Pei Wanyu knew he was watching her and also knew how beautiful she appeared in his eyes at that moment... She had long noticed that her good disciple had little resistance to such minor temptations.

However, she dared not continue for too long, lest he lose control and start troubling her again.

Though her strength had mostly recovered, the tingling in her waist and abdomen hadn't subsided yet...

"What are you writing?" Pei Wanyu asked after arranging her moist hair, her cheeks still flushed with a faint red reminiscent of a beauty emerging from a bath.

"Finalizing the relocation position for the Buddhist Sect and jotting down some other things."

Lu Jin'an withdrew his gaze from his Master and glanced at the lengthy article he had been writing.

The content of the article was simple: what had happened since he arrived in Tianjian City, especially the details unknown to outsiders, which he had supplemented.

The reason for writing this article... of course, was to show Nanzhi.

After all, his current relationship with Aunt Ruo was something that couldn't go unmentioned, and he had to make some groundwork with Nanzhi.

Although Aunt Ruo enjoyed such secretive excitement, making backup plans undoubtedly had its advantages.

Changing Nanzhi was neither too difficult nor too simple; fortunately, her sickly devotion was malleable, so Lu Jin'an, although he felt a bit embarrassed writing praises about himself, didn't care since it was for Nanzhi.

And Nanzhi, she was fond of this approach.

"Other things?" Pei Wanyu became highly interested in this: "Let Master take a look..."

"Let's just forget about it," Lu Jin'an hurriedly closed the paper on the table: "I won't show you this."

"Why so nervous?" Pei Wanyu's interest grew even more: "Come now, let Master see what you've written～"

She deliberately leaned against Lu Jin'an's back, her hands reaching over his shoulder, trying to grab the paper he was holding down: "Just a glance, just one glance."

Lu Jin'an quickly took the paper and stood up: "It's not that I want to hide it from you, you'll know in due time, just not in front of me now."

Pei Wanyu blinked: "Does it concern you?"

"Mm..." Lu Jin'an hid the paper behind him and smiled at his Master: "I'll go check on Zhiyu first, Master, take your time dressing up."

With that, he swiftly left the bedroom.

If he stayed any longer, he'd truly be unable to resist his Master's temptation.

"Silly disciple, if Master truly wanted to snatch it, could you still protect it..."

Pei Wanyu playfully rolled her eyes, then lightly moved her lotus-like steps to the dressing table and sat down to beautify herself.

"Red, huh..."

Pei Wanyu glanced down at her purple gown and, after thinking for a moment, decided not to take Lu Jin'an's suggestion.

She felt that red was too flamboyant.

She was very aware of her own allure, so she had no intention of dressing flamboyantly outside.

"But black, that wouldn't be entirely off, perhaps prepare a few sets when I get back..."

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Entering another room, Lu Jin'an glanced at Zhiyu, who was still sound asleep, and his Master's suggestion echoed in his mind.

Take her as an apprentice?

How could the Dragon Clan possibly agree?

And the Human Clan definitely wouldn't agree... although it would be quite a prestige, it wouldn't align with the overall interests of the Human Clan.

"The future emperor of the Dragon Clan, huh..."

Looking at Zhiyu's sleeping face, Lu Jin'an actually had his own suspicions.

An unassuming individual without a crime may be burdened for carrying something precious.

Zhiyu was too weak now and not the sharpest, so once exposed, other dragons wouldn't think of serving her, rather of seizing her bloodline.

For instance, the current ruler of the Demon Clan Upper Realm Ancient Court, once knowing of Zhiyu's existence, would surely wish to gain her Candle Dragon bloodline to further enhance their cultivation and power.

"The Azure Dragon Clan has managed to hide her for so long, which is truly remarkable..."

Lu Jin'an cleared his thoughts, not disturbing her sleep, sat by the table and quickly finished writing before his Master came over all dressed up wanting to see it again.

Just as he finished folding the paper, Lu Jin'an heard the sound of turning and muttering from behind: "Watermelon..."

Turning around, Lu Jin'an saw Zhiyu sitting on the bed, looking drowsy with a silly expression.

He didn't have a watermelon, but he did have a Spirit Fruit, so he tossed over a crispy pear.

Smelling the aroma, Zhiyu instinctively turned her head, opened her mouth, caught the pear in her mouth, and then quickly cradled it with both hands and nibbled away.

After finishing it, she stared at Lu Jin'an blankly: "Not a watermelon."

Lu Jin'an tossed her another apple: "I'll give you one when we return, I don't have any right now."