Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 71 - 69: Master and Disciple Nestled Together, Secrets Enter the Ear

Outside a quiet room in the Peach Blossom Courtyard, a pair of master and disciple embraced like inseparable soulmates.

The notorious Pan Hongniang, known for killing even Evil Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage without hesitation, now clung to Tao Qian like a delicate damsel.

Surrounded by fluttering peach blossoms, the atmosphere was enchantingly beautiful.

However, the sentiments expressed by Pan Hongniang, while profoundly touching, also instinctively felt somewhat unsettling.

"Recently, I don't know why, but I find myself unable to stay away from Fei'er."

"Your face, your figure, completely occupy my spirit day and night. It affects my eating and sleeping, and even during cultivation, you, my tormentor, often morph into a heart demon tormenting me."

"My tormentor, even if you wanted to eat my flesh, drink my blood, I would wholeheartedly consent."

Hearing these words, no one could remain calm.

"Master..."

Tao Qian spoke as if choking up.

This was genuinely a movement of the Puppet Body, driven by emotion; the original owner of this body and their master were indeed entwined by a tragic fate, well-matched in temperament.

But the real Tao Qian behind was extremely panicked.

As an observer and half-participant in this cursed relationship between master and disciple, he sometimes felt the pressure was too much to bear.

If he failed to play his part at the right moment, given Pan Hongniang's revealed obsessive and sickly nature, it could lead to serious trouble.

This conversation made Tao Qian even more cautious; apart from essential guiding words, Tao Qian planned to let the Puppet Body act freely for the rest.

His reactions, driven by true feelings, were undoubtedly conforming to Pan Hongniang's preferences.

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Yet Tao Qian had come here with an agenda, so he couldn't avoid interaction at this time.

After a thought, Tao Qian, controlling the Puppet Body, spoke:

"Master, I understand your feelings, but this cannot be done."

"Although resentful of your past greedy desires for my body, I wouldn't retaliate against you, especially now that we, as master and disciple, are here in the Iron Buddha Temple surrounded by Great Demons and Great Demons. Although your cultivation is extraordinary, it is hard to ensure no ill-intentioned individuals covet the foundation of our Peach Blossom Immortal Valley."

"Therefore, we must not lose your cultivation abilities. There is a long future ahead, and I believe given my talent, achieving a Breakthrough is only a matter of time."

Upon uttering these words, Tao Qian saw a myriad of emotions flicker through Nongyu Immortal's eyes.

Evidently, she was falling deeper.

The beloved disciple had probably become completely assimilated into her Divine Soul as a heart demon, impossible to separate.

In some ways, she might be beyond saving.

Observing this harrowing master-disciple relationship and the eerily changing temperaments firsthand, Tao Qian grew even more convinced of the correctness of his choice in following the Basic Method of Daoist.

Internally, he analyzed: "Although Daoist cultivators might also mutate and fall, they indeed do, but the likelihood is much less compared to the followers of heresy, heterodoxy, and Evil Demons and Heretics."

"Not to mention the difference in the power of Source Qi. Today's events were too many, and I haven't fully appreciated the power of the Sacrificial Sword Intent I wielded earlier. Even though it was my first attempt with little experience, the Sword Intent powered by Spirit Treasure Source Qi was immediately vast and grand, nothing like the erratic and scattered Source Qi of the Heterodox and Heretical factions."

"That leader from the Changchun Society, although a stage higher in cultivation than me, next time we meet, at my will, I might just cut him down with one sword."

"Being such a confluence of Daoist and Demon in myself, those True Cultivation Disciples that come from the Daoist and Buddhist Sects, well-versed in numerous techniques, must be truly terrifying."

After these disparate thoughts passed through his mind, Tao Qian suddenly recalled an urgent matter.

Collecting his thoughts, he embraced Pan Hongniang and headed towards the large house draped in red silk.

While walking, he softly spoke: "Master, it has been a while since we've had a heart-to-heart and enjoyed each other's company. Today we finally have some leisure time. Why not enjoy a few drinks on that red silk bed, away from the foul stench of those demons, and revel in a joyous and leisurely manner?"

Initially, because Tao Qian led her to the large house, Pan Hongniang thought her lover had 'that' in mind.

Halfway through, she realized she had misunderstood, but her emotions, already twisted, found joy in just snuggling and sharing her heart with her lover.

Thus, her rejuvenated delicate face once again flushed with excitement, her tear-filled eyes brimming with affection.

At that moment, her six handsome and robust disciples, whom she hadn't attended to in days, walked over with a look of bitter difficulty, chased by the Wild Leek Demon "Shan Jiu."

The six seemed about to report something but hadn't come close enough.

Pan Hongniang, fearful they would ruin the mood, glared and said: "Get out."

With that, the immortal waved her sleeve, and pink petals along with endless moths swept the six disciples and Shan Jiu out, rolling them like gourds out of the Peach Blossom Courtyard.

After finishing these tasks, Pan Hongniang gave a radiant smile, resembling a naive young girl beneath the peach blossom tree, still nestling in the arms of her lover.

Normally, Tao Qian would have already found an excuse to leave.

For instance, attending to Daoist friend Shan Jiu or something similar.

But now, Tao Qian also returned the smile, and then the two of them entered the big red silk house together.

Upon entering the house filled with red silk, without Tao Qian having to do anything, Pan Hongniang adeptly arranged everything.

Petals, candles, a jade table, fine wine... even a Peach Blossom Spirit to enhance the festive mood—all were completely assembled.

The two of them, as in the past, nestled together, indulged themselves, and shared their heartfelt thoughts.

Tao Qian certainly knew he couldn't deliberately steer the conversation from the start; that would give them away.

So, he did nothing and let the Puppet Body improvise.

However, this also had its drawbacks; the Puppet Body too was a party to this tragic romance, and as the two held each other, it was easy to begin undressing and let things fire off unintentionally.

Fortunately, Tao Qian was a decent person and managed to stop things several times, pulling back from the brink.

Gradually, the mentor and disciple chatted more and more animatedly.

Finally, Tao Qian began to subtly guide the conversation, and at an opportune moment, as if drunk, he leaned close to Pan Hongniang's ear and asked curiously,

"Master, didn't the Bodhisattva capture a fragrant little child a few days ago? My good friends, the Deer Demon and the Tiger Demon, are all drooling over it."

"Master, you were at the grand banquet in the main hall that night and didn't get to share any of it. How was the taste?"

Pan Hongniang, warmed by her beloved disciple's breath and their bodies pressed together, was already overwhelmed with feelings, almost disastrously so.

Were it not for her concern that her lover was quite serious about life and death, she might have already made her move.

In such a state, naturally, she was oblivious to any subterfuge.

Hearing this question, she replied directly,

"Fei'er, don't think too much. Although I have some cultivation and have accumulated some foundation over the past century or so, I'm truly not at the stage where I could covet that child."

"The Lord Bodhisattva dares to do so, as she has been from a Great Sect, the Guanyin Temple since the beginning, and after gaining an opportunity, even dared to rebel against Guanyin and received acceptance from the Demon Buddha Temple. She is a true practitioner adept in both Daoist and Buddhist cultivation, and now there are many Great Demons and Devils on this mountain, yet none dare defy her will."

"But even if the Bodhisattva really did lay hands on that child, she would never share him. That is Xiao Meiniang's offspring from the Ten Thousand Infant Sect, an Immortal Infant nourished entirely by infant mother source energy, a top-tier supplement for us of the heterodox and Evil Demons, and an even rarer treasure for Great Cultivators of the Demon Path."

"If Xiao Meiniang hadn't gone to meet Ji Xianxian first, the Bodhisattva wouldn't have found a chance to strike."

Speaking up to this point, Pan Hongniang seemed to become more intoxicated, remembering something amusing and suddenly giggled.

Her soft body, like a beautiful snake, writhed in Tao Qian's embrace, and her hot breath burst forth as she wrapped her arms around Tao Qian's neck.

Her red lips moved close to Tao Qian's ear, and with a playful tone, she whispered,

"Fei'er, I'll tell you a fun secret, but you must not reveal it."

"I heard that the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty Imperial Family, in order to win over the Ten Thousand Infant Sect, went as far as to send the Third Prince into its ranks for training. Who expected the Third Prince to fall head over heels for Xiao Meiniang, the Elder of the Ten Thousand Infant Sect, and shamelessly pursue her, even brazenly promising that if he became the Crown Prince, he would make Xiao Meiniang the Crown Princess Consort."

"That alone would have been fine, at most just a bratty imperial scion."

"But this prince is also quite the player, seeing his direct pursuits rebuffed, he even turned to recognize Xiao Meiniang as his foster mother."

"This dirty plan enraged the kidnapped child, and the Immortal Infant immediately used a Magical Treasure to hang the prince from a tree and flogged him for an entire half hour. If people from the Ten Thousand Infant Sect hadn't arrived promptly, the prince's very existence would have been brutally dismantled by the child and fed to dogs."

"Although the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty Imperial Family shows signs of decline, it is still slightly stronger than the Ten Thousand Infant Sect. Not to mention, Xiao Meiniang's status within the sect isn't high enough to simply neutralize such a disaster."

"Therefore, this beautiful female immortal had no choice but to flee with the Immortal Infant to avoid disaster, even forced to meet Ji Xianxian, a mere mortal official and the uncle of the Third Prince, who is working hard to help him ascend to the role of Crown Prince."

"With such complicated relationships, now that the Bodhisattva has captured the Immortal Infant, Ji Xianxian has one more consideration to account for."

"However, the child was unharmed. I heard that the Bodhisattva has recently acquired a Great Method and is at a critical juncture that cannot afford any delays."

"So, not only is the child safe, but also the ones previously captured by the Bodhisattva, rumored to possibly become the Great Freedom Buddha's Son, a handsome little monk named Hui Xin, are all still living well."

"Although they are locked in the Bodhisattva's Physical Body Prison, they are well cared for and fed, and while we may covet them, no one dares to touch them."

…

Pan Hongniang's gossip, shared in front of her lover, immediately caused Tao Qian, far away in the Seeking Immortal County's Star-picking Pavilion quiet room, to rapidly change his expression several times.

In just a few sentences, Tao Qian extracted more than one shocking secret.