"True Inheritor Bai..."

Chen Ye’s expression faltered slightly, the soft and warm sensation from his chest made him feel inexplicably suffocated.

How could he not understand Bai Susu’s intentions?

But...

He, Chen Ye, a dignified man, how could he be content with being the plaything of this little ball?

Besides, although Bai Susu’s cultivation is higher than his now, Chen Ye believed that with his efforts he would surpass her sooner or later!

Furthermore.

The softest and most fragrant thighs in the world clearly belonged to his own disciple, why would he need to hug anyone else’s thighs?

"Why? Cat got your tongue?"

Bai Susu leaned down, her delicate doll-like face drew close to Chen Ye.

Her eyes narrowed as she gritted her teeth and said:

"Aren’t you very spirited? Why don’t you dare to say a word now?"

As she spoke, she increased the pressure of her foot.

The small foot slid slowly down his chest, finally resting on his abs.

"Or is it... you’re anticipating something?"

Bai Susu’s voice turned soft and tender, her pale pink lips pressed against Chen Ye’s ear,

"Anticipating me taking care of you like that day in Yangquan?"

As she spoke, the small foot originally on his abs slid down again, this time not over clothing but directly probing under his loose hem...

Under the silk quilt, the small foot with cool body temperature adhered to his scorching skin.

"You..."

Chen Ye’s muscles instantly tensed, as if facing a great enemy. He attempted to awaken this little ancestor’s rationality,

"True Inheritor Bai, this is the Herb Pavilion..."

"So what? There’s no one in this world who can stop Bai Susu! Including you."

Bai Susu laughed disdainfully, she coldly smiled, extending a finger, pressing it against Chen Ye’s lips,

"Remember, your life is mine. I can play however I want. Even if it’s here, or in the grand hall, if I want you on your knees wagging your tail, you have to obediently comply."

Darn it.

How could this little ball be so wicked? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

No wonder she’s the Demon King of the Lingyin Sect.

In front of her, Zhang Chuxi is nothing.

Chen Ye’s breathing became heavy, the veins on his forehead pulsed.

This golden-furred ball, is playing with fire!

He suddenly reached out, grabbing the ankle that was causing trouble beneath his hem.

Slender in hand, sleek as fat, the touch in his palm was astonishingly good.

"What? Want to bite your master?"

Bai Susu was not panicked, instead, she provocatively raised her eyebrow, the ankle slightly exerting force, trying to escape his grasp, but was held tighter by Chen Ye.

"True Inheritor Bai, if this continues..."

Chen Ye took a deep breath, his pitch-black eyes were now deep and somewhat frightening, directly looking into Bai Susu’s eyes,

"I cannot guarantee that I will be able to honor you as a true inheritor."

"You..."

Bai Susu’s heart skipped a beat, her small face slightly reddened, she turned her face away, pouted,

"Boring! Just joking with you, look how scared you are."

Saying that, she gently retracted her foot, lazily leaning back on the soft couch.

Chen Ye only felt a void in his palm, he glanced at the red-faced golden-furred ball, silently thinking:

"Who’s really afraid? Ha, happy to tease me, but panicked when it’s real?"

These words, Chen Ye naturally didn’t dare to say directly.

Saying them would make this golden-furred ball explode.

He immediately cleared away distracting thoughts, sat upright, tidied his messy collar:

"True Inheritor Bai calling me late at night, surely isn’t just for a joke?"

"Of course not!"

Bai Susu, insincere.

Actually, she simply wanted to see Chen Ye.

But these words, Bai Susu couldn’t say directly.

Saying them would make Chen Ye prideful?

She put away the playful expression, her expression turned cold:

"Even though I led people to purge the Demon Cultivators in Moon Rhinoceros Lake District, it’s only a temporary solution, not a permanent one. The real crisis is at Lingyin Mountain... If not for True Man Ye’s intervention, Lingyin Mountain would already be a river of blood."

True Man Ye?

Chen Ye had a deep impression of her.

Back when he was at Yunxi District Market, he had experienced her tribulation that brought a cold disaster.

Later, even suspected that the little white fox was supposedly True Man Ye.

But this person should have failed the tribulation, should be recuperating at this time...

Thinking of this, Chen Ye pondered:

"True Man Ye just failed the tribulation, why would she intervene now? Why would she help Lingyin Sect?"

Speaking of True Man Ye, Bai Susu said in a resonant voice:

"I don’t know. I once met True Man Ye. This person’s character is strange, unpredictable... maybe just out of a whim."

She was indeed puzzled.

The entire Refining God Sect is looking for True Man Ye now, but how did True Man Ye appear in Lingyin Sect?

Chen Ye nodded: "Another problematic ball?"

"?" Bai Susu glanced at Chen Ye suspiciously.

"Ahem, nothing much, just said it casually."

Chen Ye quickly chuckled.

Darn Xu Qingjun!

Blame her, always calling "ball this ball that", it’s affecting the master now!

"Whether it’s a whim, or something else, Lingyin Mountain’s still not completely collapsed."

Bai Susu withdrew her thoughts, her expression returned to cold severity,

"But the Emotion Crossing Sect coming out in full force won’t just let it go because of True Man Ye’s brief appearance. The Demon Cultivator army is merely temporarily withdrawing to rest and regroup, the sect’s Grand Array is also at the end of its force. So we must return. This battle, may result in many deaths. Chen Ye, are you afraid?"

Chen Ye was silent for a moment.

Afraid? Who in the Immortal Cultivation Realm isn’t afraid of death?

But he thought of Lin Jin still in the sect, that peculiar character, now like a startled bird guarding Luoli Courtyard; thought of Li Qiuyun, thought of those who had been kind to him.