Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 701 - 306 "Cream, is it necessary for you to go through so much trouble to prepare?

"At first, Qingmiao Palace only wanted to hold a martial arts competition among the younger generation in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, without intending to involve the top-tier power of the Immortals."

With one hand supporting herself on the table, Pei Wanyu, her cheeks slightly flushed, gently swirled the wine cup in her hand, "But the Spirit Clan groups didn't accept that, so the competition ended up involving the Immortals as well."

After speaking, she gulped down the wine in her cup, a hint of satisfaction flickering in her eyes; she hadn't had a drop to drink in the past few days.

Moreover, she felt hotter than usual when she drank, almost breaking into a sweat...

Lu Jin'an took a wine jug to pour her more, not asking about the source of the information, just inquiring, "Was this suggested by Aunt Ruo or Nanzhi?"

Pei Wanyu slightly tilted her head, the strands of hair by her temples slightly disheveled but adding an alluring touch of languor, "You're getting more fluent in calling her 'Aunt Ruo'."

Lu Jin'an smiled slightly, "Master, you've had too much to drink."

"Really?"

Hearing her Master's question, Lu Jin'an felt a bit tense inside. Could it be that Master knew something?

Even if Qingmiao Palace had Wandao Sect's intelligence operatives, it's impossible for them to get close to Yunqi Palace.

While he was pondering, he heard Pei Wanyu's tone shift, "Is there a difference between suggestions from Yinruo and Nanzhi?"

Lu Jin'an glanced at his Master without showing any emotion, unable to discern if she was testing him.

"There's a big difference." Lu Jin'an concisely replied, then looked across at Zhiyu.

Why was this little girl eating so slowly today?

If she finished eating soon, he could free up the table, leaving his Master no time to ponder unnecessary things.

"If it was suggested by Nanzhi..." Lu Jin'an lowered his eyes slightly, "In terms of relationships, she's matured. Otherwise, she would have definitely participated in this Demon Cleansing with me. Honestly, I'm a bit happy but also slightly disappointed."

For Lu Jin'an, the disappointment was that such maturity made Nanzhi harder to 'persuade'.

But to be sure, there was more happiness than disappointment.

In a way, guiding such a Nanzhi into a worship-focused yandere brought more excitement and a sense of accomplishment.

Looking at Pei Wanyu, Pei Wanyu didn't pursue why he was disappointed but instead asked, "And if it was Yinruo?"

This was the question he didn't want to hear, giving him the impression that his Master was probing something.

"That would be Aunt Ruo's battle to establish her prestige after entering Divine Concealment." Lu Jin'an said softly, "For many years, her cultivation was the lowest among the Sect Masters of the Five Sects and Seven Schools. Now that she's entered Divine Concealment, she naturally needs to clear Qingmiao Palace's name. Though I don't know why Sect Master Qi wants to..."

Before he could finish, Pei Wanyu softly interrupted him, "Yinruo has always been under a lot of pressure, with too few people to rely on."

"..."

While Lu Jin'an deliberated on how to respond, Pei Wanyu laughed softly and lifted Lu Jin'an's chin with a fingertip, "Let's not talk about Qingmiao Palace, good disciple. You've been away from home these past few days, how's the preparation for the Demon Cleansing going?"

Lu Jin'an, feeling both tense and exhausted from the abrupt change of topic, was inwardly driven to urge Zhiyu to quickly finish eating so she could go play elsewhere.

"Everything is set." Lu Jin'an adjusted his mood and replied, then looked at Zhiyu, "Zhiyu, why are you eating so slowly today?"

Zhiyu, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation, subconsciously shrank her neck. She just wanted to see what a formal meal was like and if she could ask her Master to let her try it too...

Noticing Zhiyu's little movements, Pei Wanyu chuckled lightly and transmitted her voice, "It's all your fault; she's definitely curious about what the main course is, so she's intentionally eating slowly, waiting to see when you'll bring out the 'big meal'."

As she spoke, Pei Wanyu lowered her left hand and gently stroked the inside of Lu Jin'an's thigh, her seductive gaze seemingly stretching out, "Should we serve it to her?"

She didn't transmit this last sentence, so when Zhiyu heard it, the little girl kneeling on the stone bench immediately lifted her head, her expression both curious and eager as she looked at Lu Jin'an, "Great, Great King..."

"Don't corrupt the child." Unable to resist, Lu Jin'an squeezed his Master's plump thigh, then casually said to Zhiyu, "She's teasing you. Do you want to eat vegetables?"

Vegetables...

Upon hearing those words, Zhiyu instantly lost all interest, leaning forward again to seize a chicken leg and gnawing on it, mumbling, "Meat, delicious."

"Don't talk with your mouth full." Lu Jin'an sternly said, "Understood?"

Zhiyu quickly nodded, the little one, though simple-minded, was actually very adept at reading situations.

Seeing her speeding up her eating, Lu Jin'an had just let out a relieved breath when his Master suddenly said, "Is it really vegetables?"

As he met Zhiyu's inquisitive gaze yet again, Lu Jin'an couldn't help but glare at his Master. She had trapped his hand with her leg, yet she was still teasing Zhiyu.

If Zhiyu didn't leave soon, the only option would be to make her fall asleep.

But...

Seeing his Master's playful gaze, Lu Jin'an suddenly laughed. Since his Master wanted to play, they might as well raise the stakes.

With that thought, Lu Jin'an waved his hand, and a six-layer cake suddenly flew out of the pavilion without warning.

Zhiyu, who still had a piece of chicken in her mouth, watched this scene with wide eyes, pointing with her spoon-wielding left hand at the slowly flying cake, "Mmm mmm," unable to speak.

Lu Jin'an leisurely said, "Zhiyu, if you don't eat quickly, the cake will fly away, but if you chase the cake now, the delicious food on the table will fly away too. What should you do?"

Zhiyu quickly swallowed the chicken in her mouth, took a look at the food that hadn't flown away on the table, then at the slowly flying cake, and after her little head spun a few serious rounds, she sped up her eating pace.