Taiyi Dao Fruit

In the majestic hall, the statues of the Yellow Emperor and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady stood tall, just like the palace where the trio of mentor and disciples resided, no longer the plain white it once was.

In front of the statues was placed a jade chair, upon which Tianxuan sat, dressed in a complex palace attire with white as the main color, and embroidered with water patterns, dignified and impressive.

Tianxuan favored the color white and jade objects because both best complemented her temperament. The simplicity of white and jade highlighted a noble air, like a moon palace goddess—flawless and perfect.

If Gongsun Qingyue had not known that Tianxuan had stolen her man, she might actually have believed this facade.

"Heh, why does the old witch feign the innocence of a maiden?"

Gongsun Qingyue sneered inwardly, mocking to herself.

"Greetings, Master."

Gongsun Qingyue saluted Tianxuan, who nodded in return, her unveiled beautiful face exuding a transcendent and gentle temperament.

"Why not rest a while longer instead of seeking your master in a dream?" Tianxuan said indifferently.

"Wasn't it Master who initiated the dream?"

Gongsun Qingyue showed surprise and then said, "I thought Master was in a hurry to find me, so I entered the dream at the first opportunity, even catching a play in the process?"

"A play?"

"Yes, quite the drama."

The two spoke as if they were chatting about everyday matters, their tone casual, even filled with laughter.

As Gongsun Qingyue spoke, she recounted the drama she witnessed.

Beneath the broad daylight, atop a hill, a man and a woman rolled down to the grass below, inadvertently leaving behind a jade belt. Then, the bushes shook, and from time to time, the white of condensed milk could be seen, as the enchanting music of immortals lingered for days.

"I see."

Tianxuan slightly raised her phoenix-like eyebrows, showing a look of surprise, "So, it turns out your junior brother was having a spring dream and strayed, huh? A mere affiliated son-in-law dares to play the game of elopement. Heaven truly has no law, my disciple, do not worry, your master will decide for you."

She displayed the right amount of surprise and a hint of mild anger, expressing the concern befitting a master.

Who was the person rolling in the grass that Jiang Li saw?

Was it her, Tianxuan?

It certainly wasn't her.

The appearance was different, the voice was different; it was clearly some wild woman Jiang Li found from somewhere. It might even be Jiang Li's imagined scene in the dream, not real at all.

The old demon spoke nonchalantly, distinctly separating herself from the woman who was tumbling in the grass.

Anyway, after the revelation, she materialized the palace at the first chance, sealing off the inside from the outside. The foolish disciple thought he could control her, but that was far too naive.

Seeing this, Gongsun Qingyue also realized the trickiness of the old demon, but since she had come, she certainly wouldn't stop there.

"I'm not in a hurry, just taking it as letting the junior brother practice his interior techniques."

Gongsun Qingyue's face showed no urgency, and even hung a hint of ridicule, "Besides, it's just some saucy wench my junior brother encountered outside, hardly worth mentioning. Given her modest bosom, she should be humble, and wouldn't come knocking on our door to humiliate herself."

A modest bosom?

—Small!

Saying this, Gongsun Qingyue proudly puffed up her chest, displaying her impressive assets once again.

"Of course, if she really wants to come knocking, it wouldn't bother me to act small-minded. If she calls me 'sister,' what's wrong with letting her be a concubine?" Gongsun Qingyue stated generously.

Tianxuan, upon hearing this, couldn't help but understand the mischief her wayward disciple was up to.

She wanted to lord over her.

From now on, I'll call you 'sister,' and you'll call me 'master,' and we'll both speak of our own, right?

'You little hussy, if it weren't for that utterly disrespectful wayward disciple telling you, would you have known this secret?' Tianxuan thought with undisguised disdain.

This little trick was nothing compared to the wayward disciple's strong collision.

Just the thought of it made Tianxuan quietly rub her legs together as if trying to forget that delusional impact, yet her expression remained completely unchanged.

In this dream realm, all prior traces could be erased, but the sensation etched in memory could never be diminished. Having just experienced a great battle not long ago, Tianxuan found herself recalling the phantom-like sensations, almost like a psychosomatic pain.

Compared to this deeply personal feeling, Gongsun Qingyue's sarcasm was but a breezy spring wind.

She herself was ridden helplessly and half willingly—what more could bring her shame and anger?

To burst out with the secret that it was Jiang Li who found out would surely strike at Gongsun Qingyue's pride, but it was not enough to turn the tide. However much Gongsun Qingyue's pride was damaged, the small would still be small.

Even though Jiang Li didn't mind it, even treasuring it, Gongsun Qingyue could still use it to attack Tianxuan.

Tianxuan's mind raced, yet she wore a smile that was not quite a smile, saying, "Well then, it's a good thing for your junior brother to find another partner. I observe you haven't recovered from your spring affections. You and your junior brother must be deeply in love. I'm truly happy for you, but this time..."

Tianxuan spoke with feeling in her voice: "Qingyue, you should improve."

An hour indeed felt very long to the untrained, and not short even to cultivators.

But, there was no doubt that Jiang Li couldn't be categorized with the average cultivator or ordinary people.

Even the advantaged Tianxuan, with her Third Grade Dao Fruit, struggled beneath the downpour, let alone Gongsun Qingyue?

Gongsun Qingyue immediately blushed, feeling that the old demon truly had no shame, bringing up such matters so brazenly.

Telling her to improve, was it not to say she couldn't satisfy Jiang Li?