CHAPTER 725: CHAPTER 273: THE CULTIVATION OF MASTER AND DISCIPLE! PICKING UP A WILD DAOIST VENERABLE!_2

"..."

Ji Hongxiu’s expression was a bit unnatural, she waved her hand and said, "Alright, you may leave first, my cultivation has seen some breakthrough, I still need to carefully comprehend for a while."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zhu Huai naturally didn’t dare to disturb the Sect Leader’s solitary cultivation, and bowed before retreating.

Ji Hongxiu raised her hand, and the shadow of the peach tree vanished, followed by a faint sigh.

"It’s truly a burden..."

At this moment, her face changed slightly, she lowered her head to look.

Through the snow-white Daoist robe, a faint red glow could be seen at her thigh, and a scorching pain arose in her Spirit Platform.

"It’s obviously not yet time..."

"Is it because of the enlightenment, getting closer to the Origin, thus arriving at an earlier price?"

Ji Hongxiu’s figure flashed, arriving beside the Heavenly Pond.

Her robe slipped off on its own, revealing a figure even whiter than her Daoist robe, she lifted her leg and stepped into the bone-chilling cold water.

Just as she sat down, ready to circulate her energy in resistance, a lazy voice echoed from her mouth:

"Don’t waste your efforts, you know in your heart, this won’t hold up."

Ji Hongxiu gritted her teeth and said, "Otherwise? Can’t possibly go to Chen Mo? Wasn’t last time humiliating enough?"

During the last time at the Chen Mansion, she and Yu Youhan were tied together, performing an astonishing Daoist interaction, and Chen Mo even watched it... Every time she recalls this, Ji Hongxiu wishes to find a crack in the ground to slip into.

How could she have the face to meet him again?

The lazy female voice dismissively said, "It’s no big deal, besides, it’s not just you who’s embarrassed, the one who should feel ashamed should be Yu Youhan."

Ji Hongxiu shook her head and said, "Forget it, I can’t use Chen Mo as a tool to combat this price, besides, he might not want to see me..."

Last time they parted, she gave the Heavenly Profound Ring to Chen Mo.

But the ring wasn’t the main point, the focus was the bronze key within it.

It was a Magical Treasure she forged with great effort, capable of traversing space, directly reaching Tianlan Mountain.

The location of Tianlan Mountain was extremely hidden, concealed by her Daoist Skill, hidden between reality and illusion, even Yu Youhan couldn’t possibly find it... Besides herself, Chen Mo was the first person to know the exact location.

But so much time has passed and Chen Mo hasn’t come even once.

This brought a sense of inexplicable disappointment to her.

The Yin God smacked its lips and said irritably, "Worrying back and forth, timid as a mouse, the true fate requires striving for, do you want to spend a lifetime on handiwork? Being your Yin God is truly unfortunate..."

Just as Ji Hongxiu was about to speak, she seemed to notice something, her eyes held a hint of surprise, then a faint trace of joy emerged.

Someone activated the Array she left at Tianlan Mountain.

Besides Chen Mo, no one else could enter.

"Oh, weren’t you just thinking about him? Here he comes!" the Yin God chuckled, "If you’re too shy, why don’t I go meet him for you?"

"No need, you take a good rest."

Ji Hongxiu decisively refused, reaching to touch her forehead.

The Yin God paused in surprise, then exclaimed, "You sneaky thing, after all this, you’re actually planning to hog it all for yourself..."

The words cut off abruptly, as it was already shut into the small dark room.

Crash—

Ji Hongxiu stood up, water droplets slid down her skin as delicate and smooth as satin.

Stepping out of the bath, she looked at the white Daoist robe hanging nearby, hesitated for a moment, her mind stirred, and a vibrant, blood-red Daoist robe appeared out of thin air, draping over her, with its hem embroidered with golden thread outlining wild cloud patterns.

Then she picked up a silk ribbon, tied up her green hair, deliberately letting some tresses fall over her ears.

She also took out the wine gourd, hung it at her waist.

Carefully observing the reflection on the water surface, she murmured softly, "This way, it shouldn’t be noticeable that it’s me?"

...

...

Tianlan Mountain.

In the bedroom, Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks were flushed, she twisted bashfully and said, "Mr. Chen, this outfit... doesn’t really suit me as a Daoist, does it?"

Chen Mo gazed at her, his eyes slightly dazed, "It suits, suits very well!"

At this moment, she had changed out of her Daoist robe, wearing a black one-piece tight outfit, clinging tightly to her body, outlining smooth curves, under the contrast of her slender waist, the curves seemed even more dramatic.

The neckline was low, revealing her collarbones and fragrant shoulders, along with a deep snowiness.

The bottom was a reverse triangle sinking into her thighs, connected to two fishnet stockings, the black meshes deeply embedded into her delicate white leg meat.

She wore black high heels with red soles, had bunny ears made of velvet on her head, and a fluffy little tail was attached at her back.

This bunny girl outfit, specially made by the Jinxiu Workshop at Chen Mo’s request, was originally intended to be given to Shen Zhixia, since this girl had a passion for role-playing...

Before the outfit was completed though, she had returned to her sect, conveniently allowing her best friend to try it on first.

The two were similar in height, but their figures differed slightly.

The Daoist’s figure was evidently more voluptuous, making the cloth strain tightly, seeming as if any large movement might rip it apart, coupled with her innocent and pure face, it created a stark contrast that made Chen Mo’s heartbeat quicken.

"But I still feel this outfit isn’t very proper, it’s so strange..."

Ling Ningzhi bit her lip, her face burning like fire.

Chen Mo reached out to pull her into his embrace, seating her on his leg, "What’s so strange? I think it looks very good."

"Is... is that so?"

Ling Ningzhi bashfully said, "As long as you like it..."

Feeling the playful hand, she couldn’t help but shiver, her voice trembled, "Won’t our cultivation here be discovered by the Master?"

"Probably not, this place is at least thousands of miles away from Fuyun Mountain." Chen Mo said casually, "Even if discovered, so what? She’s seen it before anyway..."