Junior Brother, You Smell So Good!

Xian Lin'er continued to ramble on incessantly, stopping just short of labeling Yan Shaozhe an irredeemable Evil Soul Master.

Only when her throat grew parched did she finally pick up the strong liquor in her hand and drain it in one gulp.

Glancing at the empty plates on the table, Xian Lin'er let out an involuntary hiccup and chirped, "Hic~ Guiyun, do you have anything else to eat?"

"Ah? Oh!"

Mu Guiyun nodded blankly and retrieved several bags of food from the Soul Tool on his wrist.

Due to his Art of Metal Control, Mu Guiyun carried a total of twelve storage Soul Tools on his person, but only the one on his wrist was for daily use; the others were, without exception, packed full of rare metals.

"What is this thing?"

Xian Lin'er picked up a pitch-black item from the bag and sniffed it under her nose.

"The scent is so familiar..."

Intoxicated, Xian Lin'er didn't give it much thought and tossed it straight into her mouth. "Hmm... a bit fishy! Munch, munch, munch~"

Perhaps because she was in such high spirits, Xian Lin'er leaned into her drunken haze and asked a question that would make any man's scalp tingle: "Guiyun, tell me, who is prettier, me or Cai Mei'er?"

Who is prettier?

Upon hearing Xian Lin'er's question, the nearly blacked-out Mu Guiyun instantly perked up, his consciousness clearing significantly.

Looking at the expectation in Xian Lin'er's eyes, Mu Guiyun didn't hesitate in the slightest, answering with a sincere expression: "Although Dean Cai is a top-tier beauty, in my heart, of course, you are the most beautiful, Senior Sister!"

"Tch, smooth talker."

Seeing Mu Guiyun choose her, the corners of Xian Lin'er's mouth couldn't help but curl upward wildly.

No woman dislikes being complimented on her beauty.

Draining the strong liquor in her hand once more, a hint of self-mockery flashed across Xian Lin'er's pretty face: "I know you're only saying that to avoid hurting me. If I were truly prettier than Cai Mei'er, Yan Shaozhe wouldn't have cheated back then."

Hurting you? I'm afraid of you hurting me!

Mu Guiyun's mouth twitched. Looking at the still-naive Xian Lin'er, he could only shake his head in secret, helpless.

Given the choice between Xian Lin'er and Cai Mei'er, the vast majority of men would ultimately choose the latter, and Mu Guiyun was no exception.

Xian Lin'er's personality was simply too overbearing.

However, Mu Guiyun dared not say this aloud, so he could only offer soft comfort: "Senior Sister, let the past be the past. Anyway, in my heart, you will always be prettier than Dean Cai!"

Hearing this, Xian Lin'er's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons. She tapped Mu Guiyun's forehead with a jade finger and laughed: "No wonder Ma Xiaotao is so devoted to you; your mouth is so sweet!"

"Hehehe!"

Mu Guiyun chuckled foolishly.

That Ma Xiaotao could be so intimate with Mu Guiyun was indeed largely due to his silver tongue, though it wasn't purely because he spoke well...

As time passed, Xian Lin'er suddenly felt an inexplicable heat rising within her body, and even her cheeks flushed with an abnormal crimson hue.

"Phew, why does it feel so hot?"

Xian Lin'er exhaled a breath of hot air and tossed her outer garments aside, instantly revealing her graceful curves in full detail.

One could only say they were neither too large nor too small—just right.

Glancing over calmly, Mu Guiyun suddenly noticed Xian Lin'er picking up a pitch-black item from the table—one he found very familiar—and tossing it into her mouth.

What is she eating?

Mu Guiyun blinked, then turned his gaze toward the tabletop...

It would have been better if he hadn't looked; one glance nearly scared him to death!

Whale Rubber?!

When did I take this thing out?

Watching the clearly unnatural flush on Xian Lin'er's pretty face, Mu Guiyun's Adam's apple bobbed, and a sense of impending doom welled up instantly.

Good grief, Whale Rubber paired with strong liquor—the more you drink, the harder it hits?

"Senior Sister, you can't drink any more!"

Thinking of this, Mu Guiyun hurried to snatch the wine glass from Xian Lin'er's hand.

He was truly terrified now; at Xian Lin'er's age, if she were to perform a thunderous mount, she might just suck the marrow right out of Mu Guiyun's bones.

If she were to pick him up and walk a few laps with him, Mu Guiyun feared he would have to resort to a "severing the tail to survive" maneuver on the spot.

"I want to drink!"

Perhaps due to the intoxication and the effects of the Whale Rubber, Xian Lin'er felt an incredibly intoxicating scent wafting from Mu Guiyun.

Unable to restrain herself, she leaned over to sniff him, a dazed smile appearing on her face: "Wow, Junior Brother, you smell so good!"

Mu Guiyun's eye twitched. Just as he prepared to help Xian Lin'er back to her room to rest, he suddenly sensed an incredibly scorching gaze fixed upon him.

Looking up, he saw Xian Lin'er staring straight at him, making his scalp go numb.

The next morning, a ray of piercing sunlight shone into the room, landing squarely on Xian Lin'er's face.

As she opened her eyes, Xian Lin'er felt a sharp, intense pain radiating from the depths of her mind, causing her to frown instinctively.

"Ugh... my head hurts!"

Rubbing her throbbing temples, Xian Lin'er sat up, and at that very moment, her palm brushed against something.

Turning her head to look, the scene that met her eyes caused her pupils to constrict; the madness of last night flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

What have I done?!

The clearly visible bite marks on Mu Guiyun and the tearing sensation from below caused her heart to collapse instantly.

For a moment, Xian Lin'er sat frozen on the bed, at a complete loss.

"No, I absolutely cannot let anyone else find out!"

Not long after, Xian Lin'er made a decision. She pulled a brand-new set of clothes from her Soul Tool to change into, then tiptoed around to tidy up the chaotic room.

After finishing, Xian Lin'er stood silently by the bedside, gazing at the still-slumbering Mu Guiyun, her thoughts unreadable.

Recalling the madness of last night, a bitter smile touched the corners of her lips before she limped out of the room.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Mu Guiyun finally stirred awake. Feeling the faint signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation, he felt refreshed and invigorated.

After carefully storing the secret manual from under his pillow, Mu Guiyun instinctively rubbed his still-aching lower back.

Thanks to the life's work of Mu En, which he had learned and applied on the spot last night, he had barely managed to avoid the consequence of losing his tail to escape.

Glancing at the room that had already been cleaned up, he strolled leisurely toward the bathroom.

Looking at the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror, Mu Guiyun sighed with emotion: "I have been wounded by wine and lust, becoming so haggard!"

"From this day forth..."

"No more alcohol!"

After leaving the villa, Mu Guiyun went straight to the Spirit Tool Department's laboratory.

Seeing Qian Duoduo with his head down, carving a soul formation, Mu Guiyun greeted him: "Senior Brother, have you seen Senior Sister Lin'er?"

"Oh? It's Guiyun!"

Hearing someone call him, Qian Duoduo instinctively looked up. Seeing it was Mu Guiyun, he gave a simple, honest smile: "Lin'er is in Laboratory No. 4."