Chapter Seventy-One: Presumptuous Before the Master

Above a pavilion in the center of a vast blue lake, a figure in white sat on a bench by the balcony, while another figure in white lay sprawled below.

"Jiang Shiyuan" let her long hair fall loosely, a few strands brushing against Pei Yuhan's face. Pei Yuhan's brows furrowed slightly, but he kept his eyes closed, his head resting on the comforting space above her knees.

Jiang Shiyuan hummed a tune, gently stroking Pei Yuhan's head with one hand, while the other rested on her knee, as if worried it wasn't soft enough.

Jiang Shiyuan's usually indifferent blue eyes were now filled with a tender warmth as she looked at the handsome face in her embrace, as if seeing the young Pei Yuhan through him.

It was the picture of an elder soothing a child to sleep.

A peculiar feeling welled up in Jiang Shiyuan's heart.

If only I could stay here with Xiao Han forever...

Although Jiang Shiyuan possessed many memories of her main body and Xiao Han, those memories ultimately didn't belong to her.

This sense of peace was the second time she had experienced it; the first was when her disciple had dared to offend her with a kiss...

Pei Yuhan had fallen asleep under Jiang Shiyuan's soothing presence, tear tracks still visible at the corners of his eyes.

He was like a worn-out, rusty fishing boat that, after enduring countless hardships, had finally returned to a harbor where it could rest, recuperate, and heal.

Jiang Shiyuan also savored this feeling, her spring-filled gaze unconsciously lowering. The humming was soft, just enough for Pei Yuhan in her arms to hear...

I am merely an Inner Demon. I don't have the main body's immense talent, nor can I protect Xiao Han anytime, anywhere...

So, this is all I can offer Xiao Han – warmth...

Suddenly, a strong sense of unease washed over Jiang Shiyuan, sending a chill down her spine.

She was being watched. She was being called...

Who is calling me?

A powerful suction force pulled at her.

In an instant, Jiang Shiyuan felt herself plunged into darkness, a stillness that felt strangely odd.

Am I... projecting my divine sense and attaching it to Xiao Han's physical body outside?

Wasn't Xiao Han unconscious?

Jiang Shiyuan sensed the surrounding darkness, as if her vision had been stripped away. She could only hear rustling sounds from outside and a strange panting.

"Mmm... ah..."

A soft moan interrupted Jiang Shiyuan's thoughts. From the serene environment came a mature woman's whimper, accompanied by heavy panting.

"Haa... Xiao Han..."

Xiao Han?

My Xiao Han?

Why is she making that sound towards my Xiao Han?

What is she doing to the unconscious Xiao Han?!

Bitch!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

Damn beast! I'm going to kill you!

Hearing those lewd sounds, Jiang Shiyuan was all too familiar with them. Although she hadn't understood the matters of procreation among all living beings, based on the memories she had obtained, she knew what circumstances would elicit such sounds...

In Pei Yuhan's divine consciousness, Jiang Shiyuan had tried it twice after confirming her Xiao Han had fallen asleep...

Those shameful sounds were exactly the same as the ones this woman was making now!

Although Jiang Shiyuan couldn't see, she understood the current situation. Her disciple seemed to have been trapped by some bitch!

"Xiao Han, you're too amazing. Your auntie is going to lose~!"

Jiang Shiyuan's heart burned with rage, wishing she could rush out and kill this woman!

Bitch, how dare she?

Even I only dare to use my hands to satisfy my desires for Xiao Han. How dare this woman?

How dare she?!!!

Only the sounds of the shameless woman echoed in the room, accompanied by faint gasps. Jiang Shiyuan unconsciously clenched her fists, her fair fingertips digging into her palms.

Those calm, serene eyes were now clouded with a misty grayness. She simply listened blankly to the lewd sounds, even hearing the sounds of liquid and air being squeezed.

Jiang Shiyuan raised her hand, wanting to stop it, but found she couldn't even see, only listen from the side as the shameless bitch made disgusting noises...

And she herself could only involuntarily clamp her legs shut, unable to do anything...

Jiang Shiyuan was filled with regret. Why had she left Xiao Han and Xuanyuan Sword Sect like that? Why hadn't she broken through to Spirit Transformation sooner!

As expected... I couldn't protect anything. I don't deserve to be a Master at all...

How could this happen... My Xiao Han...

I absolutely cannot forgive this...

Fragmented words reached Jiang Shiyuan's ears, his heavy breaths sounding even more alluring.

"Xiao Han... Uncle-Master will always love you~"

Xiao Han? Heh...

You think you're worthy of calling him Xiao Han?

Isn't Xiao Han a name only I, his master, can use...

Why? Why you...

Tears streamed down Jiang Shiyuan's eyes, his gaze unfocused as he listened to the sounds from the outside world.

But then, he seemed to notice something was off.

Were there two more words after Xiao Han?

It was... Uncle-Master?

Xiao Han's Uncle-Master...

Isn't that my original body's senior sister?

The image of that senior sister, always smiling, who took such good care of Shiyuan Sword Manor, flashed through Jiang Shiyuan's mind.

In his Xiao Han's memories, even though Dan Jian Peak's tasks were quite busy, his original body's senior sister would still visit Shiyuan Sword Manor from time to time. She would also refine some pills suitable for Nascent Soul cultivators for his original body.

More importantly... the senior sister always brought some pills and rare treasures for his Xiao Han too!

Jiang Shiyuan now recalled how that senior sister would possessively bury her disciple in her broad embrace. In Xiao Han's memories, his original body's senior sister merely showed concern for a junior, and Xiao Han happened to be her junior nephew.

Listening to the delirious ramblings of someone immersed in pleasure, and those disgusting, vulgar sounds, Jiang Shiyuan felt that the voice was becoming more and more similar to his original body's senior sister.

Jiang Shiyuan's previously despairing expression changed. As if remembering something, his exquisite face contorted, and the killing intent around him almost solidified.

This senior sister of his original body actually took advantage of Xiao Han while he was unconscious and forced herself on him?!

"Rao Yuexi, you bitch, I'll kill you!"

"How can you call yourself Xiao Han's Uncle-Master? This kind of thing, unrecognized by the world... You, a woman over a hundred years old, bullying a junior like this?"

"I am Xiao Han's master! I am!"

"Xiao Han is mine! Mine!"

Jiang Shiyuan's face twisted as he flailed wildly forward. But he was merely a strand of divine consciousness hidden within his disciple, unable to even open his eyes to see. He could only listen to the despair-inducing sounds in his ears...

"Rao Yuexi... I won't let you go..."

Jiang Shiyuan slumped to the ground powerlessly. Listening to Rao Yuexi's increasingly frenzied voice, Jiang Shiyuan was enveloped by a profound sense of helplessness. His eyes reddened slightly, and tears continued to stream down his face.

He had never felt such powerlessness on his cultivation path...

Xiao Han, your master is sorry...

Your master can only watch as you are completely consumed by that hypocritical, wicked woman...

Jiang Shiyuan could not accept the reality of his beloved disciple being completely taken by another woman.

And that woman was Xiao Han's most trusted Uncle-Master!

And he himself was just an Inner Demon...

Would Xiao Han believe what this Inner Demon of his said...

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