The night was tranquil, starlight misty as fog.
By the cliff, pines sighed in waves, like heavenly music.
That graceful figure wore plain, immaculate robes that fluttered in the wind, accentuating her slender, exquisite, captivating form.
Lu Qingmei!
This woman had appeared on Little Pine Peak without a sound, as though she had been waiting there all along.
Su Yi paused in surprise, then turned to leave.
"Wait. I obtained your Supreme Second Elder's permission. I came specifically to see you."
At the cliff's edge, Lu Qingmei turned around and looked at Su Yi with her spirited eyes.
Her peerlessly beautiful, youthful Jade Face glimmered with dreamlike radiance beneath the starlight.
"What guidance do you have for me, Senior?"
Su Yi asked.
"Senior?"
A teasing curve appeared on Lu Qingmei's rosy, crystalline lips. She moved with lotus steps toward Su Yi.
Only when she stood a single step away from him did she lift her slender snow-white swan neck, her lively eyes studying Su Yi's face as she breathed words fragrant as orchids. "This outer shell is not bad either."
Su Yi frowned.
They were standing far too close. So close that he could feel the warm, moist breath she exhaled, carrying a unique, cool, secluded body fragrance.
Unbidden, countless tender and sensual scenes of dual cultivation surfaced in Su Yi's mind.
No—not merely scenes. There were memories and sensations as well, as though he had personally experienced them, tasted them, conquered them, and lashed them.
"What are you thinking about?"
Lu Qingmei's starry eyes were lively and as profound as the night sky.
"I was thinking that, given your status, Senior, speaking to me from such close range is perhaps a little unbecoming for one of your age."
Su Yi answered blandly.
Lu Qingmei's expression froze. Unbecoming for one