Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 421 407: Jiu Eavesdrops on Peng Sword Immortal and the Head Disciple's Rendezvous

After Pei Yuhang reinforced the wooden cabin with his Magical Power, it became sturdy and draft-proof. But Jiu had no intention of staying inside the warm cabin.

Jiu took out the Cloak of Nothingness, draped it over her body, and quickly vanished from sight.

From Jiu's perspective, however, the scene instantly lost all color, twisting into a distorted black and white.

This was the spatial rift, a special region separate from but still connected to the real world.

Because the laws within the spatial rift were unstable, spatial turbulence was everywhere. These were the vortexes that distorted one's vision. Accidental contact would sweep you inside, a perilous fate even for a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.

Using the Cloak of Nothingness, Jiu left the wooden cabin without triggering a single Restriction.

She quietly followed Pei Yuhang from afar as he descended the mountain.

Even though she was in the spatial rift, Jiu didn't dare get too close to Pei Yuhang.

Void Refining Cultivators were extraordinary. A single Cloak of Nothingness wasn't enough to let Jiu truly move through the Cold Palace Sword Mansion as if it were an Uninhabited Realm.

She watched Pei Yuhang reach the foot of the mountain, where a silver-haired young woman came forward to greet him.

It was Pei Yuhang's head disciple, Qing Yueqiu.

For the past two days, this woman had intercepted Pei Yuhang every time he came down the mountain from her cabin.

Jiu was no fool. Seeing the threads of affection in the young woman's crimson eyes, and Pei Yuhang's obviously gentle and polite demeanor that was different from how he treated other women, she knew.

'I knew it! This master and disciple definitely have something going on!'

As Shang Miaoyan's Attendant, Jiu had long heard about Qing Yueqiu's affairs, but she never expected that this little girl, whom the Holy Daughter looked down upon, would actually succeed!

Jiu watched as Qing Yueqiu naturally threw herself into Pei Yuhang's arms, greedily basking in the man's warm embrace. She couldn't help but grit her teeth.

'Deceiving her own master's wife and sleeping with her own master—what a wicked disciple!'

'I was right about you, you little fox spirit!'

'And Pei Yuhang—'

'You were in such a hurry to leave me. Didn't you say you were going to take care of Ye Liyuan?'

'How could you turn around and pull your head disciple into your arms?!'

Jiu silently cursed the silver-haired girl for her audacious lust and Pei Yuhang for his indulgence.

But when she saw Qing Yueqiu about to pull Pei Yuhang into a room, she couldn't resist the urge to follow and keep peeping.

'Why… I'm so angry.'

'But why do I still want to follow them and watch? If I actually see that little fox spirit succeed, won't I be even more furious? So angry I won't be able to sleep all night…'

Jiu thought for a moment and finally found an excuse for herself.

'I'm doing it for the Holy Daughter!'

'That's right! Pei Yuhang is the Holy Daughter's man. For her sake, I have to keep an eye on this philandering Casanova!'

"Hmph, it's not that I care about you. I'm doing this for the Holy Daughter's sake."

Jiu snorted softly and followed them.

…

…

Inside the room, the scent of sandalwood curled in the air.

After some half-hearted resistance against Qing Yueqiu's pushing, Pei Yuhang let out a sigh, lay face down on the bed, and obediently waited for his disciple to get on top of him—

to give him a shoulder massage.

"Master, for a massage, it's best to take off your outer robe."

As Qing Yueqiu spoke, her hands reached for his collar.

Outside the window, the masked woman, unable to reveal her true identity, was going mad with jealousy at the sight.

Fortunately, Pei Yuhang stopped Yueqiu in time.

"Yueqiu, it's just a simple massage. I still have to go make soup for Liyuan in a bit, so let's not take off my clothes…"

'If I take my clothes off, the service will definitely involve more than just a massage.'

Seeing her master refuse to satisfy her, Qing Yueqiu pouted, clearly a little disappointed.

But she still complied with her master's wishes and didn't remove his robe.

'Since Master wants me to just give him a massage, I'll just give him a massage.'

The young woman kicked off her boots, revealing two small, jade-white feet. Her pearl-like toes stretched in the air, but unfortunately, because Pei Yuhang was lying face down on the bed, he missed this beautiful sight.

But Jiu, outside the window, saw it all clearly.

'That little fox spirit is always in heat! Every part of her is screaming, 'I want to seduce a man'!'

Fire rose in Jiu's heart as she watched, but she couldn't expose her identity. She could only grit her teeth and watch as Qing Yueqiu leaned over, climbed onto Pei Yuhang's bed, sat on his back, and began—

the massage.

Qing Yueqiu's fingertips looked slender and delicate, but her strength was surprisingly great.

Pei Yuhang soon let out a soft groan from the massage, his brows relaxing. He was clearly enjoying it.

"Master, did you go treat that woman again?"

Sitting on Pei Yuhang's back, Qing Yueqiu looked down at her master beneath her. Her eyes shone with intense possessiveness, wishing he would never leave her side.

Thus, when she mentioned another woman, her voice carried a barely perceptible sour note.

"Yes… Jiu was afflicted with Shang Miaoyan's cold poison. That poison is truly bizarre. I had nearly dispelled all of it the first day, but it suddenly erupted last night, even stronger than before.

"I had to go and treat her again today."

"Is that so."

The pressure from Qing Yueqiu's hands suddenly increased. Her fingertips paused on Pei Yuhang's shoulder, then slowly traced down his spine, continuing the massage.

As she worked hard to make her master comfortable, she said with a hint of jealousy:

"Master, I think you've already done more than enough by taking in that woman from the Yin Yang Sacred Land. Why do you have to be so concerned about her?

"She's so ungrateful. She's living under your roof, yet she still has the gall to trouble you to go treat her in the middle of a blizzard."

Outside the window, Jiu was speechless.

Hearing Qing Yueqiu's words, the masked woman was surprisingly not as indignant as she expected. She looked nervously at the handsome man lying on the bed being massaged by the silver-haired girl, as if terrified that Pei Yuhang would agree with Qing Yueqiu's view.

Compared to the slander of a young girl, Pei Yuhang's opinion made her heart clench.

"Yueqiu, do you remember what I taught you on your first day of apprenticeship?"

Pei Yuhang's voice grew serious.

"Replying to Master… A Sword Cultivator must be as upright and open as the sword they wield."

As Qing Yueqiu spoke, her eyes lowered.

She understood why her master had brought this up.

"I'm sorry, Master. My thinking was too shallow… The moment I see Master caring for other women, I become narrow-minded. I'm truly a bad disciple."

"It's alright, as long as you haven't forgotten my words, Yueqiu."

Hearing this, Jiu lost all interest in eavesdropping on Pei Yuhang and Qing Yueqiu's conversation. She slowly backed away and left.

Moving through the spatial rift, Jiu passed through the falling snow like a phantom.

Before she knew it, she had arrived outside the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.

"Jiu, what are you spacing out for?"

A woman's voice sounded by Jiu's ear, snapping her back to reality. She had already taken off the Cloak of Nothingness.

Appearing before Jiu was another woman wearing a mask with a lotus pattern. The lotus on her mask had seven petals, so her codename was "Qi."

"Jiu, start by reporting what happened over the past three days. Afterward, I will give you the Holy Daughter's new mission…"