The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere

"Its name, hm...."

Bail Qingling gently stroked the sword's smooth, mirror-like blade and shook his head: "Master.... I haven't thought of a name yet."

"No rush, no rush."

Mu Xinyin said: "Now that its sword spirit has just been born, like a swaddled infant, it's not too late to name it once it matures and strengthens a bit more."

"Master is right."

Bail Qingling bowed deeply and respectfully.

"Eh?"

Mu Xinyin glanced to the side at her tall and handsome disciple, who seemed as though he descended from the heavens like a Demon God, "It's only been a month, how did you suddenly become so much taller and stronger, you brat?"

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes glimmered with curiosity, and she stepped forward with her long legs, approaching her disciple's face.

Step by step, she moved closer.

Until their skin touched.

Breathing mingled.

At such a subtle distance.

The young Demon Lord, as a disciple, blushed and instinctively took two steps back, "Master, you.... what do you want to do?"

"Don't move! Let Master have a look!"

Mu Xinlan furrowed her brows.

"Disciple understands."

The young man nodded with clenched teeth, ceasing to retreat.

Until a wisp of the beautiful master's hair, blown by the mountain wind, brushed across his high nose bridge, causing the young man's cheeks to redden once again.

"Wow, this height is just right."

Mu Xinyin nestled her head into her disciple's broad chest, her crown just touching his chin.

"Hey! Didn't I tell you not to move! Let Master try it out for you!"

Feeling her disciple's slightly trembling body, Mu Xinyin spoke again.

"Master, what exactly do you want....?"

The young man wanted to ask something more.

Looking down, he saw that Master had already wrapped her pair of pure white, jade-like hands around his waist!

"Wow, Qingling, your heart is beating so fast."

"Could it be that during this period, you've damaged your heart meridians due to intense sword training? Be good, take off your clothes, and let Master have a look!"

Mu Xinyin solemnly raised her head, looking up at her disciple's distinct chin.

"Master, you.... "

The young Demon Lord's expression was both embarrassed and flustered. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "Master! No!"

"Ah? What do you mean by no?"

Mu Xinyin asked.

"No, it's just that disciple feels....."

Bail Qingling looked down and said: "There is a difference between men and women, what Master is doing to disciple seems improper....."

"Oh, you've been practicing my 'Illusory Dream Sword Manual' for over a month, and as your Master, I just want to check the sword meridians formed within you."

Mu Xinyin furrowed her brows and said seriously: "Moreover, as a disciple, isn't it proper to accept the great love and care from your Master?

"Great love?"

The young man tasted this phrase, lowered his head, and looked at the jade hand Master placed on his chest muscle. His innocent and handsome face had a trace of doubt, "Is this really considered great love, Master?"

"Yes, this is a supreme great love exclusive to Master and her beloved disciple....."

Mu Xinyin said, her beautiful eyes cold and solemn, enunciating each word.

Seeing Master's earnest expression.

The young man didn't suspect anything, and with that, removed his Demon Robe and inner clothes, revealing a towering, muscular upper body as if sculpted by the gods.

And at that moment.

Outside.

The entire Sacred Mountain of the Hehuan Sect erupted in unprecedented exclamations!

"Holy crap! The Demon Lord's bodily purity is too high! No wonder he's the Formless Demon Body!"

"Isn't the main point that Mu Xinyin, as a teacher, is molesting her own disciple? Creepy lady, truly disgusting!"

"Yeah! What kind of great love between teacher and disciple! More like brainwashing a young lad at the prime of youth! Scary, fellow Daoists!"

"Tch! How can you blame the Master! With the Demon Lord's handsome body, who could resist! Besides, the guy doesn't lose anything! Right, ladies?"

Following a small fairy from Hehuan Sect speaking out, the gathered witches all echoed and agreed.

.....

And at this moment.

In the first-floor hall.

All the beauties of Cangming Sect felt their hearts clogged, extremely distressed!

Especially the Flower Palace Master, who had traveled thousands of miles for her lover. When she saw those round peach blossom eyes of hers, blood-red and biting her white teeth, it seemed she wished to cross over and tear Mu Xinyin in the picture to pieces!

That was her only first love in this life, Brother Qingling!

How could she tolerate another woman's brazenness towards his body!

She wiped her tears, just about to throw herself into her Master's arms to seek comfort.

But was astonished to find that the Master, who had lived six thousand years and seen through worldly affairs, was also gritting her teeth, with a look of deep resentment!

"Mu Xinlan, I already thought you were detestable enough, but I didn't expect your sister is even more..... disgusting!"

"Little Qingling is still so young! She dares to lay hands on him!"

"It's despicable! Even I have only touched him in the Spirit Soul Void Realm.... ahem."

Xiao Qingmiao inwardly critiqued and only now noticed her heartbroken disciple beside her. She quickly grasped her small hand and comforted: "It's okay, Yuerong, let's look at the positive side of things—perhaps Mu Xinyin truly intends to check your Brother Qingling's meridians."

On the other side.

Han Jinniang was already in unsurpassed despair, the corners of her mouth curling into a bitter smile: "You bad man, there really isn't a word of truth in your mouth."

"First you lost Hua Yuerong, then Xing'er, and now it's this Master who appeared out of nowhere. Well, that's it, there's nothing else to lose."

"You've made me, Han Jinniang.... utterly defeated!"

She wailed in despair within her heart.

Her peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of her niece, HongYi, crying even more sorrowfully than her!