Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples-Chapter 525 - 264: Qing Jun, Giving Her Master a Favor!! (Still)_3
"Stop! Xu Qingjun! I’ll kill you!"
Aunt Lan struggled madly, her Spiritual Power causing the vine king’s tendrils to tremble violently.
Chen Ye also felt the pressure doubling, sweat forming on his forehead as he exerted all his spiritual power to maintain the restraint.
Fortunately, the vine king itself is a Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer demon plant, working with Chen Ye, it’s not a problem to temporarily suppress Aunt Lan.
Hmph!
After my disciple suffered so much, what’s wrong with getting revenge?
"Don’t... don’t do it here..."
Zhang Chuxi couldn’t bear it, pleading with a crying tone, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
"Do you admit defeat? Do you acknowledge you’re a little thief?!"
Qing Jun’s small hand raised again, suspended in midair, the threat obvious without words.
The girl under her, biting her lip hard, still stubbornly shook her head, squeezing out two words through clenched teeth: "...No... admit!"
Qing Jun raised her little eyebrow: "Hmph! Stubborn! Then I’ll hit you until you admit it!"
A series of sounds.
The palm prints overlapped, the area quickly turning a rosy red, slightly swelling.
Initially, Zhang Chuxi struggled and twisted, but later resigned herself, just deeply buried her burning face, her disheveled black hair, her shoulders trembling from sobs.
"Hey... if you don’t admit, I’m pulling it down, okay?"
Qing Jun mischievously grinned, her small hand pinched the edge of the silk pants, threatening.
If it weren’t for the master being here,
she would’ve taken them off long ago!
"Uh..." Zhang Chuxi silently stayed quiet.
Qing Jun gasped, she couldn’t seriously take them off, could she?
Had no choice but to glance at her master, hesitatingly said: "Master... Master, will you use the tendrils to teach her a lesson!"
"This... isn’t it inappropriate?"
Chen Ye struggled.
But seeing Zhang Chuxi unwilling to admit defeat for a long time, eventually a small tendril gently wrapped around the girl’s snow-white ankle.
"Ah! Stay away from me!"
Zhang Chuxi suddenly flinched, fearfully looking at that tendril.
What’s this thing!
So disgusting!
Also with a slight weird slippery stickiness...
He’s actually using this disgusting thing to touch her!
"Hey... I’m pulling it down then?" The sinister Qing Jun threatened again.
Zhang Chuxi’s body was already tense to the limit, thinking of the silk pants being pulled down, bare and being whipped by a man with disgusting tendrils...
Fear and shame completely smashed her defenses!
"I admit defeat..."
Qing Jun proudly raised her eyebrow, releasing the grip on the waistband but did not immediately let go of the pressure:
"Why not do this earlier? Did you learn a lesson? Bad child?"
Upon hearing Zhang Chuxi admit defeat, Aunt Lan struggled even more, angrily said: "Chen Ye! Let me go! Chuxi has admitted defeat already!"
Chen Ye looked at the collapsed crying Zhang Chuxi on the ground, then at the small tendrils still slightly writhing from the vine king at his cuff.
Uh...
After signing a contract with the vine king, he could receive sensory feedback through it.
No kidding, Zhang Chuxi’s skin is pretty delicate.
Chen Ye was initially worried Aunt Lan might retaliate later.
But she had eyes only for Zhang Chuxi.
Once the restraint was lifted, Aunt Lan immediately transformed into a stream of light, rushing to Zhang Chuxi’s side, lifting the girl who was still sobbing uncontrollably off the ground.
She looked at the girl’s red swollen buttocks and broken spirit with heartache, taking off her own outer robe, wrapping the embarrassed Zhang Chuxi.
"Master! I won!" Qing Jun happily pounced beside Chen Ye, proudly claiming credit.
"Our Qing Jun is truly amazing!"
At this time, it was naturally not appropriate to blame Qing Jun.
After all, he had said before, let Qing Jun go ahead boldly.
If now he turns and blames Qing Jun for being excessive, wouldn’t that hurt his disciple’s heart?
Chen Ye stroked Qing Jun’s head, then looked towards Aunt Lan:
"Taoist Friend Lan, today’s matter is merely a friendly magical battle between sisters. I hope Taoist Friend Lan doesn’t bear resentment. It’s never good to let outsiders know of this farce, right?"
Aunt Lan had nowhere to vent her anger.
Indeed.
Xu Qingjun and Chuxi agreed to the magical battle, and Chuxi never admitted defeat...
Her own actions weren’t honorable either.
Moreover, if Elder Zhang knew of Chuxi’s humiliation, he would surely cause trouble for her.
Further, Zhang Chuxi was more afraid; she didn’t want others to know she was beaten badly by Qing Jun, much less want the incident of Chen Ye seeing her exposed behind to be leaked.
Then she clasped Aunt Lan’s garment tightly, sobbing: "Aunt Lan, please don’t tell others..."
"Alright, all dependent on you."
Aunt Lan gritted her teeth, trying hard to suppress her anger.
In truth, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Chuxi, merely got spanked by Qing Jun, and besides, the pants weren’t removed...
This matter could be big or small.
However, as long as no outsiders know, this matter can be minimized, and she wouldn’t be punished.
As for Zhang Chuxi, just thinking of that disgusting tendril still caused her uncontrollable trembling.
How is there such an annoying thing in this world?
Plus that Chen Ye, actually bullying her together with his disciple!
"I... I hate you! I’ll never go to your house to play again!"
At farewell, Zhang Chuxi, in the end, couldn’t help but say while sobbing.
The girl’s starlit eyes were misty, half disappointed, half resentful.
...
On the way back to Luoli Courtyard.
"How strange."
Chen Ye puzzled, recalling that scene, still baffled.
When Zhang Chuxi left, with tearful eyes staring at him, clearly they were words for him.
Only, if she hates, then she hates.
Why use that tone?
As if they had a good relationship before.
Seeing them leaving, only then did the little girl tug his sleeve, quietly asking:
"Master... was I... too excessive?"
"A bit over the top, but it’s okay. Occasional caprice is permissible."
Chen Ye reassured the disciple, also finding excuses for the disciple,
"Besides, Qing Jun also wanted to vent for master, didn’t she?"
The little girl’s thought process was unique, immediately smugly smiled: "Hehe! Right! Master must have watched cheerfully, right?"
Uh... this girl, what is she saying!
Chen Ye was mad: "What cheerful or not, what’s there to be cheerful about?"
The girl confused: "Eh? Master seeing Qing Jun vent for you, wasn’t he cheerful? Hmph! Those two acting all high and mighty, really discomforting!"
"Hmm?! So that’s what made him cheerful..." Chen Ye coughed dryly, "Of course, cheerful."
The girl was skeptical: "Master... what’s he really thinking."
The master solemnly: "Master is thinking of Qing Jun."
The girl blushing, bashfully said: "Eh... eh hehe."
After Qing Jun giggled, she straightened her small face: "Master, actually Qing Jun feels she wasn’t excessive at all, just worried about master thinking she was excessive."
Chen Ye was about to refute.
Upon careful thought, isn’t that really the case?
Truly, during magical battles, if the opponent doesn’t admit defeat, Qing Jun could continue with fierce actions.
But she merely spanked after all.
And this was the reason Aunt Lan did not persist.
She should actually be grateful to Qing Jun, Qing Jun had already held back!
Thus.
Master confidently: "Yes! She should be grateful Qing Jun held back!"
The girl confidently: "That’s right, right!
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, the Flying Sword traversed the starry sea.
These two thick-skinned master and disciple, constantly finding excuses for themselves.
In conclusion, they are inherently justified!
As Qing Jun held onto the master’s back, endlessly rambling.
Anyway, the master would never be annoyed!
