Suddenly attacked, Jiang Qingfeng’s bright eyes widened abruptly.

A penetratingly sweet scent filled Lu Qian’s heart, as he cautiously savored this warmth and tenderness.

Qingfeng then startled awake, her entire body flushed and her jade-like face turning red. She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but how could Lu Qian let her get away? His strong arms had already firmly fixed her slender waist, tightly embracing her without any gaps.

Jiang Qingfeng lightly swung her pink fists symbolically, tapping twice, while rich mist welled up in her eyes. Her powerless hands slipped down, and her body continuously heated and softened; if it weren’t for Lu Qian holding her tight, she might have collapsed.

Having savored thoroughly for a while, Lu Qian was still unsatisfied and went further to admire his senior sister’s delicate earlobe.

"Mm!" Senior sister’s face was flushed red, her sandalwood lips slightly parted, and her hands slowly embraced him back.

Lu Qian seized the opportunity, quickly turning around, once again unlocking the door to his senior sister’s lips and teeth, advancing further inside, as if two armies were battling, their mouths full of mutual exchange.

Jiang Qingfeng’s body suddenly trembled, confusion filled her beautiful eyes, and the strong side buried deep within her bones was suddenly awakened. She started to actively attack, growing more and more passionate.

When Lu Qian strategically retreated, senior sister pursued him unwillingly, but was gently swayed by Lu Qian, feeling dizzy and being laid down while her mind was in a daze.

Lu Qian’s breathing was heavy as he meticulously appreciated and pondered from senior sister’s smooth jade-like cheeks, down to her delicate jade neck, burying into the warmth of snow and gentle jade.

Gently gathering and twisting, polishing and picking, flying in to take the cherry away.

Senior sister let out a small gasp, finally awakening in the intense stimuli, she struggled to resist against Lu Qian’s shoulders, her voice soft and orchid-like: "Junior brother... junior brother! Tomorrow, you have to get up early and set off, Foundation Establishment is important, don’t... can’t waste your vitality..."

At the mention of "vitality", her voice had become as faint as a mosquito’s, while her jade-like skin was entirely red with embarrassment.

With warmth in his arms, how could Lu Qian let go, reluctantly and refusing.

Senior sister lightly bit her red lips, softly saying: "I... I can’t escape anyway, when you return from Foundation Establishment, I will... let you do as you wish..."

Being stimulated by these words, it had a contrary effect, and Lu Qian’s actions became more intense.

The silver bottle suddenly breaks, water splashing out, iron cavalry surges amidst clashing blades.

Jiang Qingfeng was filled with shame and anger, suddenly biting Lu Qian’s shoulder, finally pulling his senses back.

"Senior sister, I... I might have gone overboard." As Lu Qian looked at Qingfeng’s disordered clothes and her ashamed, angry expression, he felt a bit uneasy. Being so rash and disrespectful, it’s indeed abrupt for such a gentle beauty.

Yet seeing Lu Qian’s somewhat pitiful, slightly resentful appearance, Qingfeng softened her heart again.

She suddenly lifted her fair head, her face blushing: "That won’t do, but this... is okay."

The warm, soft lips actively attacked.

The moonlight shy, the wind gentle, within the Sect Leader’s courtyard, spring embraced the entire chamber.

...

June 17th, the 366th year of Jia Shen, at 7:00 AM.

On the Bichao Mountain training ground, twenty late-stage Qi Cultivators and thirty mid-stage Qi Cultivators were ready and neatly formed into a square under the guidance of Tan Hong, Zheng Duan, Zhao Xianzong, Xuu Yingcai, and Chen Wei.

Jiang Qingfeng was making final adjustments to Lu Qian’s collar, her eyes full of tenderness and reluctance—such a display made the disciples widen their eyes, secretly gossiping.

Lingering affection naturally difficult to part from, Lu Qian had to harden his heart, accepting everyone’s entrustments, and led the disciples onto the Void-Soaring and Distant-Guarding Divine Ship. The ship was incredibly fast, twice the escape speed of ordinary Qi Cultivators, first taking them to Meihua Square, then renting Wind-Controlling Beasts from there, heading straight to the place Lu Qian sensed.

The Divine Ship gently shook and took off, soon disappearing into the clouds.

The members of Yunshan Sect watched Lu Qian leave, all silently praying for the Sect Leader to return safely and successfully with his Foundation Establishment.

Jiang Qingfeng even more gazed at the Divine Ship longingly, unwilling to leave.

After the Divine Ship had traveled a hundred miles, a disciple who was observing suddenly cried out. Tan Hong stood up to watch, only to see a familiar blaze rapidly approaching. With a swoosh, it arrived above the Divine Ship, the golden and red figure gracefully landed on the deck.

It was Fairy Nishang!

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows, during the farewell earlier, he hadn’t seen Fairy Nishang. Thinking she disliked such occasions, he hadn’t paid attention, yet she had chased after them.

"Elder Guh, I can’t take you with me. If you’re not there, and the mountain gate was attacked, I wouldn’t have a home to return to."

Nishang snorted: "It’s only Foundation Establishment, what danger could there be? Such a fuss over nothing, you’ve already brought so many people, that’s enough, I don’t care about you."

Lu Qian laughed: "Then why did you come, hitch a ride to Meihua Square?"

Nishang was momentarily speechless, standing there without saying a word, steadily watching Lu Qian.

Lu Qian felt a bit uneasy under her gaze and was about to ask more when suddenly Nishang strode quickly forward, swinging her fist.

Just as Lu Qian thought he’d take a punch, her hand flipped revealing a small feather of cyan and purple in her palm.

"This is for you," Nishang turned her head slightly, "This is a Cyan Bird’s feather, given to me by my mentor before I began Foundation Establishment, said to bring good luck. I consider it nonsense, it has no use, so you can have it."

Seeing Nishang’s slender, white palms holding the feather, an overwhelming sense of emotion arose in Lu Qian’s heart. At that moment of distraction, Nishang suddenly fiercely clenched the feather: "So you don’t want it, right?"

"Wait, wait!" Lu Qian hastily held her hand, struggling to extract the feather, "Such a good thing, I’ve never seen it, I just looked at it twice, who said I didn’t want it? You better give it to me..."

Thus the two pulled at each other on the deck, the disciples on both sides staring wide-eyed.

Finally, Lu Qian, breathless, opened Nishang’s hand: "Why are you so stingy, how dare you take back what you’ve given as a gift."

Nishang snorted, tossing the feather into Lu Qian’s chest, then lowered her eyes, looking at their entwined hands briefly, she softly demanded: "Let go!"

Lu Qian quickly released his grip, Nishang lightning-fast retracted her hand, turned her back not looking at him anymore.

After standing in silence for a while, Nishang strode forward a few steps, coldly saying: "I’m leaving, if you can’t succeed in Foundation Establishment, I’ll break your legs when you return."

As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into a ray of firelight, shooting through the sky, heading back to Bichao Mountain.

Lu Qian chuckled softly, Fairy Nishang, she is becoming adorable slowly. Who knows when she’ll understand the principles of Harmonious Balance of Strength and Softness, Yin and Yang Interdependence, High and Low Complement Each Other, and successfully break through to the next level?

He carefully smoothed and straightened the feather, then tucked it into the delicate sachet embroidered with "Peace", tied to his waist.

Beside him, Zheng Duan stared in awe, if not mistaken, that sachet seemed like one Elder Jiang tied on the Sect Leader’s waist this morning.

Thinking this through, Sect Leader, you’re kind of... asking for trouble...