CHAPTER 605: CHAPTER 260 PLEASE INSTRUCT, HOLY DAUGHTER_2

And the reason that motivates Nanzhi to make such gestures undeniably lies in ’other women’.

"For no particular reason." Lu Jin’an stood up and stepped out of the bath: "It’s simply a sparring match between the Wandao Sect Saint and Qingmiao Palace Holy Daughter."

As he stepped out of the bath, Lu Jin’an sighed: "Nanzhi is still strong indeed."

Pei Wanyu looked at his body and did not deny this fact.

To leave bruises on her treasure disciple with Unity Realm Stage cultivation, the power is naturally extraordinary.

"Is it really alright?" Pei Wanyu asked softly.

"It’s alright." Lu Jin’an shook his head: "This disciple can handle it."

As he walked out, he said: "Master, you wash first. This disciple will tidy up and head to the Two Realms Pass."

Pei Wanyu watched him leave and then lowered her head to look at the warm water in the pool, contemplating whether she should prepare some medicinal baths.

Body Cultivators are known for their robust physiques, although not easily injured, once severely injured to the point of being bedridden, the recovery time is slower than that of ordinary cultivators.

Thus, medicinal baths are necessary.

Pei Wanyu pondered for a moment and then shifted her attention to the sparring between her treasure disciple and Zhu Nanzhi earlier in the morning.

A lot of commotion.

Her treasure disciple might not have exerted full strength, but Nanzhi definitely did.

What caused such a significant change in Nanzhi?

’Am I still Yinruo?’

Pei Wanyu shook her head and laughed lightly, sinking her body into the hot spring.

Since her good disciple said it was alright, she would just watch from the sidelines for now.

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Mu Qingyue entered her room with two porcelain bottles containing elixirs and saw Zhu Nanzhi sitting in the medicinal bath, wiping her tears and occasionally letting out a low sob.

Her steps paused slightly before she approached the bath.

The bath was clear, revealing some blood.

"Here." Mu Qingyue handed over the porcelain bottles and sat beside her: "Crying because the Junior Brother didn’t hold back?"

Zhu Nanzhi shook her head: "I suggested the sparring, getting injured is because my skills are lacking."

"Then why are you crying?" Mu Qingyue looked at her slightly red eyes, thinking this Holy Daughter was really made of water.

So many tears as well...

Zhu Nanzhi sniffed: "I hit my husband, I fought him..."

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi’s voice, Mu Qingyue was silent for a few seconds before saying: "You even wanted to refine him into a Sword Spirit."

"It’s not the same." Zhu Nanzhi shook her head.

Mu Qingyue poured herself a glass of cold water: "You’re more injured than the Junior Brother."

After taking the elixir, Zhu Nanzhi continued: "It’s a matter of skills, moreover, I hit my husband, isn’t it normal for him to hit back at me?"

Mu Qingyue slightly straightened her body upon hearing Zhu Nanzhi’s words; she understood this sentiment well.

But she was also aware that the meaning of Nanzhi’s words was different from what she had in mind.

This Holy Daughter holds the belief that ’her husband is her sky’.

"So why take action then?" Mu Qingyue asked while drinking water.

"To make a point." Zhu Nanzhi looked at her slowly recovering wounds: "I don’t want my husband to be afraid of me, but in this matter, I hope he’ll be somewhat apprehensive in the future."

This matter?

Obviously, it’s about ’there can’t be other women’.

"So you use this method?" Mu Qingyue looked at her side profile: "Be careful not to play with fire."

"I know my limits." Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath: "I won’t disgust my husband."

With that, she reached for the clothes on the rack. As she stepped out of the bathtub, the clothes covered her graceful figure.

Mu Qingyue looked at her face: "Going directly to see the Junior Brother?"

Zhu Nanzhi glanced at herself in the mirror, said nothing, and sat down at the dressing table.

Mu Qingyue gave her a couple of looks, then got up and left.

She was too lazy to think about what happened between Nanzhi and Aunt Ruo.

Arriving at Fuyao Inn beforehand, she immediately saw the Junior Brother handing a folding fan to Qiu Qingtang.

Lin Chuan Tingxue Fan.

Mu Qingyue stood at the courtyard entrance, listening to the conversation inside, with a hint of curiosity in her heart.

Master Qiu... why hasn’t he said anything suggestive?

Is this still the same fox spirit that used to be so flirtatious?

Watching the green-clad Qiu Qingtang walk out of the courtyard gate, Mu Qingyue hesitated but couldn’t resist asking: "Are you Qiu Qingtang?"

"Yes." Qiu Qingtang opened the folding fan in her hand: "Who else could I be?"

"Why aren’t you talking suggestively?"

Qiu Qingtang looked ’strangely’ at Mu Qingyue: "Mu Jianxian, what are you talking about? Talking suggestively is not good～"

Mu Qingyue feigned disappointment looking at Qiu Qingtang: "I even thought of a new suggestive idea to discuss with you."

Qiu Qingtang’s two fox ears subconsciously moved slightly, and then her eyes turned: "I suppose I could reluctantly listen."

Mu Qingyue calmly said: "Say ’bitch’ three times in a row first."

"Bitch, bitch, bitch."

"How many kids can a bitch nurse at once?"

"Two!" Qiu Qingtang blurted out, then saw Mu Qingyue’s meaningful smile.

Her expression froze, and then her ears drooped down, showing a troubled expression: "You tricked me."

Before Mu Qingyue could speak, she sighed and said: "Only you could think of this, after all, you are ’Mu the dog’."

"In the Human Clan’s concept, a fox is a type of canid." Mu Qingyue said calmly: "Master, you should have thought of this."

"I’m not a dog." Qiu Qingtang snorted lightly: "Unlike you..."

With that, she snapped the folding fan shut in her hand: "I’m leaving now."

Mu Qingyue watched as she walked away, her pink hair floating with her steps, feeling that Qiu Qingtang seemed a bit strange.

"Senior Sister, your conversations are getting heavier and heavier."

Inside the courtyard, Lu Jin’an looked at Mu Qingyue with a bit of mixed amusement: "Senior Sister, she has led you astray."

Mu Qingyue walked in: "Junior Brother, is it possible that I was originally quite bad, and she made me realize my ’badness’?"

"Makes sense." Lu Jin’an nodded and then asked: "Where is Nanzhi?"

"Crying in the room." Mu Qingyue said indifferently: "Junior Brother held back, but not too much."

Lu Jin’an shook his head, saying nothing more.

"So..." Mu Qingyue leaned close to Lu Jin’an’s ear: "Junior Brother, did you do something disobedient with Aunt Ruo, causing Nanzhi to become like this?"

"I was disobedient?" Lu Jin’an chuckled softly: "Senior Sister, you’re asking for some discipline?"

Mu Qingyue said frankly: "I also don’t wish for Junior Brother to acknowledge too many as masters, having one master is enough～"

Lu Jin’an looked up at the approaching Zhu Nanzhi at the courtyard gate, casually saying to his Senior Sister: "I’ll deal with you later."

Mu Qingyue pretended to glare at him, but felt a bit pleased inside, feeling quite the need to be disciplined.

If not for Junior Brother having important matters these past two days, she would have stirred things up.

"Husband～" Zhu Nanzhi stepped gracefully in front of Lu Jin’an, looking at his upright figure, she bit her lower lip and courteously greeted him.

Lu Jin’an looked at her still slightly red eyes, gently nodding: "Does it still hurt?"

Zhu Nanzhi hurriedly shook her head, just about to speak when Lu Jin’an responded with a "hmm": "Then let’s go."

With that, he stepped forward; today not only did he have to go to the Two Realms Pass, but also had to take the new disciples from Wandao Sect this year over to the Two Realms Pass for some experience.

Nanzhi certainly needed coaxing, but not now.

Because something indeed happened between him and Aunt Ruo, and to handle this near-perfectly, he must start from Nanzhi’s side.

Dealing with a yandere is actually quite simple; when you have strength as backing, set the yandere aside temporarily.

The method is quite scummy, but Lu Jin’an thought it wasn’t a big deal.

He was already a scumbag.

Zhu Nanzhi lightly bit her lower lip, following Lu Jin’an without saying much.

She felt she also could not admit defeat at this time.

Aunt Pei might know that Master empathized with Qingyue, and Qingyue is determined to train her husband...

Only she could be relied upon!

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