Yun Yun's Shyness

Nalan Yanran's pretty face flushed crimson, and she lowered her head in embarrassment. She had never expected this matter to spread so widely... even her Teacher's friends knew about it.

"Don't worry, Yanran. Mister Jiang Cheng is a kind and gentle person. He won't become angry with you over this."

Yun Yun feared that Yanran might feel somewhat awkward because of his strength, so she simply reminded her that Mister Jiang Cheng was not the sort of person obsessed solely with status and power.

"Mhm, mhm."

With her Teacher's reassurance, Nalan Yanran put away her timid feelings and threw herself into Yun Yun's embrace once more, resting against the soft chest that could serve as a pillow.

Jiang Cheng could not help but pause. It really was not obvious from the outside that Yun'er was so well-endowed, enough to be used as a pillow. If in the future...

Thinking that far, Jiang Cheng could not help but cough dryly twice. If they overheard what he was thinking, would his reputation not be utterly ruined from then on?

"Mister Jiang Cheng, what's wrong?"

Yun Yun hurriedly asked.

"Nothing. I just thought of something and accidentally choked."

Jiang Cheng calmly answered Yun Yun.

Seeing this, Yun Yun did not press further. She continued stroking the three thousand strands of Black Hair in Yanran's embrace, her face full of affection.

Jiang Cheng also knew about the master and disciple's relationship. On the surface, they were Teacher and student, but in private, they were more like sisters. They spent most of their time together and even bathed and scrubbed each other's backs.

Yun Yun had none of a Teacher's airs. To her, as long as Yanran could live peacefully, that was enough.

Nothing else mattered. Her Teacher was there.

The pot of tea was quickly drained. Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "Miss Yun Yun, if there is nothing else, I shall return. There are still people waiting for me at home."

Hearing that Mister Jiang Cheng was leaving, Yun Yun hurriedly said, "Mister Jiang Cheng, you have not even had a meal yet. If you leave just like this, people will think that our Misty Cloud Sect does not understand the etiquette of receiving guests."

"You are an honored guest and should be received with the Nine Guest Etiquette. If you leave, Teacher will feel terribly apologetic."

Nalan Yanran could see the reluctance hidden in her Teacher's expression, so she spoke up to stop him, like a divine assist.

"This..." Jiang Cheng nodded. "Would that not be..."

"Rest assured, Mister Jiang Cheng. Our Misty Cloud Sect always treats its guests with proper courtesy. Naturally, we will not neglect you."

Yun Yun clapped her hands. Two disciples who had been waiting outside entered the hall and respectfully knelt on one knee. "Sect Master."

"Have the kitchens prepare wine and dishes. Receive him with the highest etiquette, and remember, do not neglect him."

"Yes, Sect Master."

After receiving the Sect Master's orders, the two disciples quickly left the main hall and arranged for the kitchens to prepare a banquet of the highest standard to receive the newly arrived Mister Jiang Cheng.

Meanwhile, at the Back Mountain of the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Leng First Elder, the Misty Cloud Sect's First Elder, sneaked over in secret. After confirming that no one had followed him, he entered a special space.

At that moment, the White Hair man seated beneath a large tree slowly Opened his eyes. With a trace of anger on his face, he said, "Yun Leng, how many times have I told you? Do not enter without my orders. Are you asking for a beating?"

Yun Leng First Elder obediently knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "Old Sect Master, I discovered something extremely important, which is why I dared disturb your cultivation."

"Oh?" The White Hair man raised a brow. "What important matter?"

"The Sect Master brought a man back."

The moment those words left his mouth, the White Hair man's expression visibly changed. He grabbed Yun Leng First Elder by the throat and coldly said:

"And this counts as something important? Yun Leng, what exactly is stuffed inside that brain of yours? Filth?!"

Yun Leng struggled as he began to suffocate, his face turning blue and purple. Yet he still forced out, "Old... Old Sect Master... this man's identity... is strange... the Sect Master calls him Mister Jiang Cheng... he should be... an Expert above the Dou Zong realm..."

Hearing this, Yun Shan finally released the red-faced Yun Leng and asked, "How do you know he is at the Dou Zong realm?"

Cough, cough, cough...

Yun Leng First Elder coughed violently, even snot flowing out uncontrollably. He looked utterly miserable.

Clearly, Yun Shan had truly intended to kill Yun Leng just now. Had Yun Leng not promptly uttered those final words, he would likely have already become a corpse.

Yun Shan straightened his white robes and said with a cold expression, "None of the Jia Ma Empire's ten great Experts could have reached the Dou Zong realm. Could he have come from the continent?"

Yun Leng weakly replied, "I do not know. This disciple believes he is extremely dangerous... we cannot allow him to remain in the Misty Cloud Sect. Otherwise, he may very well interfere with your plans."

Yun Shan's expression grew solemn. If that was the case, this man's identity was unknown. Keeping him in the Misty Cloud Sect was certainly not a wise choice.

Thinking this, Yun Shan first had Yun Leng leave. Then he went to meet Wu Ying, the Soul Hall Protector who could help him break through to the Dou Zong realm.

Protector Wu transformed into a mass of Black Mist and appeared before Yun Shan. He was equally surprised after learning of the matter. There were only a handful of Dou Ancestor Experts in the Northwest Continent, apart from those old fellows in the Black Corner Region.

But Yun Leng could not possibly fail to recognize the Dou Ancestor Experts of the Black Corner Region. Therefore, the newcomer must belong to a force from the continent.

Protector Wu decided to investigate personally. The Soul Hall's plans could not be interfered with, or if the Hall Master blamed him, he would not be able to bear the consequences.

That night.

The Misty Cloud Sect laid out a banquet with the grandest ceremony to welcome Mister Jiang Cheng to the sect.

Over the past several years, the Misty Cloud Sect had only once hosted a Dou Ancestor Expert from the Central Continent. Now that another banquet of such scale was being held, everyone was naturally greatly astonished.

Yun Lei and the others also benefited from this, drinking cup after cup with several Elders and enjoying themselves immensely.

Yun Yun had changed into a loose robe as well. Her slender yet voluptuous figure and uninhibited bearing drew the wolfish gazes of everyone present.

However, they only dared indulge in fantasies in their hearts. They did not even dare say anything excessive to the Sect Master. If they angered her, they would not even know how they died.

"Teacher, why are you wearing this outfit? Didn't you dislike it?"

Nalan Yanran, who was tending to the sect Elders, noticed her Teacher's flushed face and the robe sewn from special material, and could not help asking curiously.

Nalan Yanran had given Yun Yun this outfit, but because the slits along the legs were far too high, Yun Yun had never worn it over the years. Yet she had put it on now. Could it be...

At that thought, Nalan Yanran seemed to understand something and revealed a mischievous grin...

Yun Yun elegantly sat beside Jiang Cheng and poured him a cup of wine brewed by the Misty Cloud Sect. Though it could not compare to Peach Blossom Wine, it was still something worth a fortune.

"Thank you."

After thanking her, Jiang Cheng lifted the cup and drank heartily. Drinking wine and reading books were among life's greatest pleasures.

Yun Yun raised her wine cup, turned slightly, and drained it in one gulp.

At the same time, Mo Yunleng, the Misty Cloud Sect's First Elder, also secretly slipped over and sat in a chair as though nothing had happened.