Chapter 219: Chapter 182: Farewell on Your Northern Journey

Jiang Qingfeng was suddenly attacked, and her bright eyes widened in shock.

Lu Qian greedily savored the warmth, soft and moist, a scent of warmth permeating his heart.

Qingfeng then snapped back to reality, her whole body instantly heating up, her jade face flushed red. She instinctively tried to retreat, but how could Lu Qian let her get away? His strong arms already wrapped tightly around her slender waist, pulling her close to him.

Jiang Qingfeng waved her delicate fists, symbolically tapping twice, her eyes already brimming with tears. Her slender hands fell weakly, her body continuing to heat up and soften. If not for Lu Qian’s tight embrace, she might have collapsed.

"Mmm!" Her face was flushed, her mouth slightly open, her breath fragrant, unknowingly her hands had already wrapped tightly around him.

Her body trembled suddenly, confusion filled her beautiful eyes, and the strength hidden deep within her was suddenly invoked. From passively letting Lu Qian have his way, she began to take the initiative, increasingly fervently.

When Lu Qian retreated strategically, unwilling to relent, she advanced aggressively, only to be gently maneuvered by him, feeling dizzy and mystified, landing on the bed.

She let out a small gasp, barely managing to regain her senses amidst intense stimulation, pushing against Lu Qian’s shoulder, her voice soft, fragrant breath escaping: "Junior Brother... Junior Brother! Tomorrow you have to depart early, Foundation Establishment is important, you mustn’t... can’t waste your vitality..."

As she spoke of "vitality," her voice became as faint as a mosquito’s hum, her skin blushing all over.

With the warm jade in his embrace, how could Lu Qian let go, reluctant yet unyielding.

She bit her lip softly, speaking gently: "I... I can’t run away, when you return after Foundation Establishment, I’ll... just let you do as you please..."

Her words unexpectedly had the opposite effect, prompting Lu Qian’s actions to become even more intense.

Jiang Qingfeng, embarrassed and angry, suddenly bit Lu Qian’s shoulder, finally pulling him back to his senses.

"Senior Sister, I... I might have gone overboard." Lu Qian looked at the disheveled and embarrassed Qingfeng, feeling a bit anxious, realizing the outrageous disrespect he showed to the jade beauty.

But seeing Lu Qian’s somewhat pitiful and slightly wronged look, Qingfeng’s heart softened again.

Suddenly, she raised her head, face flushed: "That won’t do, but this... is okay."

Warm and delicious lips proactively attacked.

The moon shy, the breeze gentle, in the Sect Leader’s Courtyard, spring filled the room.

...

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

At Bichao Mountain training ground, twenty Late-Stage Qi Cultivators and thirty Mid-Stage Qi Cultivators were ready, led by Tan Hong, Zheng Duan, Zhao Xianzong, Xuu Yingcai, and Chen Wei, neatly forming a phalanx.

Lu Qian hurriedly arrived. It was only in the middle of the night, immersed in the gentle embrace, that the Sect Leader suddenly remembered, needing to go to the Xuanguang Sect to obtain a letter and hastily rushed over.

Fortunately, Huanjian Peak Master Hee Yangchen was there, helping him get what he needed, then anxiously hurried back.

Jiang Qingfeng helped Lu Qian straighten his collar one last time, her eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, a sight that made the disciples open their eyes wide, secretly gossiping.

Entangled and inseparable, Lu Qian had to harden his heart, agreeing to everyone’s instructions, leading the disciples onto the Void-Soaring and Distant-Guarding Divine Ship. The ship was incredibly fast, twice the escape speed of a typical Qi Cultivator. They would first take the ship to Meihua Square, then rent Wind-Controlling Beasts from there to head straight to where Lu Qian sensed.

The ship gently shook, soaring into the sky, quickly disappearing into the clouds.

The Yunshan Sect people watched Lu Qian leave, everyone praying that the Sect Leader would have a smooth journey and successfully establish his Foundation and return.

Jiang Qingfeng gazed longingly at the ship, unwilling to leave for a long time.

As the ship traveled a hundred miles, suddenly a disciple on lookout exclaimed. Tan Hong stood to watch, seeing a familiar dazzling blaze rapidly approaching. With a swoosh, it reached above the ship, a figure of gold and crimson gracefully landing on the deck.

It was Fairy Nishang!

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow; during the farewell, Guh Niqiang was not seen. Lu Qian assumed she disliked such scenes, so he didn’t pay any mind, but why did she chase after them?

"Elder Guh, I can’t take you. If you’re not here, and the Mountain Gate is attacked, I’ll have no home when I return."

Fairy Nishang snorted: "It’s just Foundation Establishment. What danger could there be? Everyone making a fuss. You’ve taken so many already; it’s enough. I have no interest in dealing with you."

Lu Qian laughed: "Then what are your instructions? Hitching a ride to Meihua Square?"

Fairy Nishang was momentarily at a loss for words, standing there, saying nothing, staring at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian, feeling uneasy under her gaze, was about to ask again when Fairy Nishang suddenly strode forward, striking with a fist.

As Lu Qian braced for a punch, she flipped her palm, revealing a small feather of interlaced cyan and purple within her palm.

"This, for you." Fairy Nishang averted her gaze, "It’s the feather of a Cyan Bird, said to bring good luck, given by my master before my Foundation Establishment. I find it nonsense and useless, so you can have it."

Seeing Fairy Nishang’s slender, white palm holding the feather, Lu Qian felt a wave of emotion. In that brief moment of distraction, Fairy Nishang suddenly clutched the feather with aggression: "You don’t want it, do you?"

"Wait, wait!" Lu Qian quickly grasped her hand, trying to pull the feather out, "Such a nice thing, I’ve never seen it before, just looking a bit more, who said I didn’t want it? You give it to me..."

And so these two tugged and pulled on the deck, with the disciples on both sides widening their eyes.

Finally, Lu Qian, out of breath, pried Fairy Nishang’s hand open: "How can you be so stingy, it’s embarrassing to take back gifts."

Fairy Nishang snorted, tossed the feather into Lu Qian’s arms, then looked down, seeing their hands tangled together, softly exclaimed: "Let go!"

Lu Qian quickly released his hold, and Fairy Nishang retracted her hand like lightning, turning away from him.

Standing silently for a moment, Fairy Nishang strode a few steps forward, saying coldly: "I’m leaving. If you don’t succeed in Foundation Establishment, I’ll break your legs when you return."

As soon as the words fell, she transformed into a blaze of fire, shooting toward Bichao Mountain.

Lu Qian chuckled softly, "Fairy Nishang is becoming cute." He wondered when she would understand the harmonious principles of strength and softness, yin and yang interdependence, complementing each other, achieving breakthrough and advancement?

He carefully pressed the feather flat and straight, then tucked it into a finely crafted sachet embroidered with "Peace," tied to his waist.

Next to him, Zheng Duan stared wide-eyed; if not mistaken, that sachet seemed to be the one Elder Jiang attached to the Sect Leader this morning.

Thinking so, Sect Leader, you are kind of... asking for a beating...